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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I began my introduction to the class, "good morning students, please turn your text books to page 59, I would like you all to read the next 4 chapters and make notes on how the subjects behaviour has an effect on the readers understanding of the character".
The class open their books and begin reading. All the time I have been stood there, lydia has been looking me up and down, watching me, taking in every word. She walks up to my desk, bends over the desk, her white blouse slightly gaping showing her perfectly sized breasts, and whispers into my ear as to not distract the students "I couldn't help but notice, you flys are undone. You might want to fix it before the girlies realise". Flushed and full of embarrassment, my hand slowly and casually makes its way down below the desk to fix the problem.
Lydia returns to her seat smiling at me as she realises that I'm a little embarrassed. I can't help it but I find her so attractive, she has a real something about her, a cheekiness that is arousing me. I can feel myself starting to get erect over the thought of her.
20 minutes have passed, thoughts of Lydia have not subsided, if anything they have overcome me. I've been watching her, crossing her legs back and forth, rubbing the back of her neck, tracing her fingers down her losely buttoned blouse. My mind has been completely ambushed by thoughts of what we could do to each other.
The girls have finished and I get Miss Williams to collect in their papers. She gathers them in and brings them back to me. As I stand up she sheilds me from view, but her gaze wanders towards my now bulging trousers, she smiles knowingly at me as she passes me the papers. Again, she leans across and whispers into my ear "that really isn't appropriate in class is it, sit back down please!".
The lesson is finished, the girls filter out of class, the room emptying to leave Miss Williams and myself. She walks over to the door and locks it from the inside, she continues over to me and I begin to apologise, but before I can say anything, see leads me across the room taking my hand, leading me into the stationary cupboard, she closes the door behind us. Suddenly, she grabs me, rubbing her hand over my groin looking for what she'd seen earlier in class. It was still rock hard! In fact it was busting through my boxer shorts. I could t resist, I began to unbuttoned her blouse, button by button revealing more of her lacy low cut lingerie. I started to kiss her neck, becoming more hurried by the minute, moving my face into her breasts, and smelling her perfume. Her nipples were pocking through her sheer lace bra, I bite down on one, sending shivers down her. Miss Williams was arching her neck back, gently moaning as I continue to tug on her solid nipples. She kisses me full on the lips, our tongues combining, probing and sucking frantically. She has been rubbing my hard cock through my trousers, and my fingers have wandered up to her soaking wet cunt, she is unbelievably wet, and my fingers are working their way around I side her.
She slips down onto her knees, unzipping my trousers to release my cock. She grasps it at the shaft and slips it slowly into her mouth. She works back and forth, forcing my foreskin back to reveal my glistening hard tip. She sinks deep onto my cock, taking the full length into the back of her throat, gagging gently as it goes deep. I can't stand it I need to be inside her, I grab her head and remove her from my cock, she's resisting but I tighten my grip of hair and lift her up. I spin her round, lifting her pleated skirt to her waist and ripping off her knickers. I bend her over I begin to drill into her tight, wet pussy. I'm fucking her really hard now, almost violently so, but there has been no resistance, I know I'm not going to last and I pull out and shoot my load over her perfect ass.
She stands up, red faced and dripping with sweat. She leans over and whispers "Now that Sir has A+ written all over it!". She turns to face the door, unlocks the door and heads out of the classroom.
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