Brunette teen slides off her sexy outfit to ride a thick dick

A Schoolboy s Fantasy

As with all my stories you must be over 18 and unoffended by graphic descriptions of consenting sex between adults. I know this story is unfinished. This is the first time ive written a story from someone else’s perspective and by request. im not sure if Ill continue it. Please feel free to leave me feedback or message me and let me know what you think. If I get enough positives I will work on getting the rest of the story done. Thank you. ~ Angel

Is amazing sometimes the thoughts and feelings that one can conjure up just by remembering a certain time. For me its always high school. The smell of fall takes me back to my senior year the first time I had to take Mrs. Hadleys geography class. I hated geography and hoped to just breeze by. Unfortunately she sat us alphabetically. Usually thats not a problem. She decided to do it in reverse order and so suddenly my Whyet last name brought me front and center. So much for back row goof-offs.

I found I didn’t mind this so much. Its amazing how little it takes to set off a teenagers mind in the perverted fashion. She was younger than most my teachers. I heard she was only in her mid-s. She had this long dark hair she wore up in a soft bun and these eyes that were like liquid smoke. Her skin was a dark me and I felt like when she looked at me my knees melted. I know I know. I teenage boy anything turns me on right? But when shed come into class with her skirts on and turn around letting them move and show her stockings I could count on some kind of amazing boner to pop up.

I found myself fantasizing about her about her under things and her likes and dislikes. She was always the victim in my fantasies. I’d find her stranded on the highway and offer her a ride and she’d repay me with a blowjob. Sometimes it was her caught doing something she shouldn’t and I’d get to fuck her to keep me quiet. I would cum hard and fast hiding in the shower or under my covers after everyone went to bed. Sometimes in class she’d look at me with that knowing grin and I’d swear she knew that all she had to do was lick those lips and I’d get a hard-on.

The class was full of the usual assortment of jokesters and brains. I always fell somewhere in the middle. I wasn’t a jock so I didn’t have to worry about making the grade and learning was something I did better outside. School progressed without any major problems for the first 9 weeks. I thought I was doing ok. I stayed awake… predominately by daydreaming about having sex with her! Furthermore I didn’t talk back and most of the time I did some of the homework but only after thinking about fucking her!

One day though I fell asleep and I guess my dreams got the best of me. I had a hard-on that a cat couldn’t scratch. When I woke up the bell was ringing and Ms. Hadley was staring at me. I tried to cover it up with my books as I stood up my face was burning and I knew it was red. How could I have fallen asleep?!? I knew what happened when I thought about her. As I was walking out she stopped me calling my name and asking me to come to her office after school. She didn’t look happy. I spent the rest of the day uneasy wondering what she could do about what had happened.

Finally the 3:05 bell rang and I walked down the hallway to her office. As she was new it wasn’t the best one in the hall set down at the end no windows and next to the size of a broom closet but she had livened it up in ways only female teachers can manage. I knocked nervous and waited.

“Come in ” I heard her say. I pushed open the door and entered. She was sitting at her desk grading papers. She looked up when I entered. “Hello Marcus. Please sit down ” she motioned toward the chair on the other side of her. I sat folding my hands in front of me and putting my book bag on my lap.

“Do you know why I asked you to meet me after class here?” she asked.

My mind leapt to lots of answers I’d love to hear but none I’m sure would make her happy.

“Um n-n-no ” I stuttered nervous as hell. My palms were sweating like crazy. I tried to wipe them on my jeans without her noticing.

“Marcus I’ve noticed you dozing off in class like that several times in the past few weeks. Each time you stay asleep longer and seem to have… difficulty waking up correctly.” I noticed her cheeks were tinged with pink as she stumbled over saying I woke up with a hard on. “Is there some kind of problem at home I should know about?”

My ears turned bright red. What should I say? ‘Hi teach no problems… just that you make my dick hard and I beat off in the bathroom thinking about you?’

She coughed.

“Marcus I don’t know ” she paused and sighed. “Look I don’t know what’s going on at home but your grades are being affected by your… ah… day dreaming so to speak. I think you need to focus on what’s important to you right now. You have to be careful you are close to getting a ‘D.’”

A ‘D’? Me? I mean yeah… I fell asleep… but almost failing? I opened my mouth and she held up a finger. I sat back frustrated and upset. She licked her lips.

“Ah perhaps you would be interested in extra credit? There are tutoring programs available….” her voice trailed off. She watched my flushed face. I swear I saw her eyes dart to my lap as I fidgeted. Did she flush? Was it my imagination? Did her cheeks look pink and heated? God she was so hot!

I leaned forward and stood up. I had to try I had to even if it got me in trouble.

“Look Ms. Hadley I don’t want to do any tutoring with some student who’s going to laugh at me. Don’t you think you could find a way to help me out? I promise I’ll try to stay awake and work harder on my home work.…” I let my voice trail off and stared hard at her. Her eyes darted to my crotch. Since I was standing up this was basically eye level. She took a deep breath. She looked up at me and caught me staring down her shirt. Had I mentioned her breasts? Oh my god they were perfect. I don’t know if they were real or not but they were shaped like perfect little melons tight and full and high.

She stood up. “Sit down now Mr. Whyet before I call someone to come and remove you!” She was flushed and breathing heavier. “What exactly is it there that you think I can do for you? You don’t pay attention you don’t do the required reading you don’t always do your homework and you barely pass the tests! You’re not giving good enough effort! There doesn’t seem to be much else I could do for you.” I blushed as she paused and sighed. Summer school for sure was my only option.

She walked around to where I was sitting and faced me. Taking my hand in hers she leaned forward gapping that blouse right where her cleavage started! Oh my god I could see her tits! She looked at me. “I want to help you I hate the thought of a student of mine not passing.”

She was looking right at me her hands were perilously close to brushing my cock which was hard and throbbing and her lips were parted like she was thinking of kissing me. I could have cum hard as ever right then. She slowly started to slide her hand up my palm. What was she doing? Did she realize what she was getting closer to…? I gulped and wiggled a little. Wrong thing to do I guess. In wiggling her hand slid off mine and onto my jean-clad leg. I could feel her heat burning through to my thigh. My cock lurched in response and I jerked a little gasping. She looked up at me and our eyes locked. I think she did know.

I kept my eyes glued to hers as I felt her hot hand slide up my thigh. My palms were flat on the tops of my thighs I could feel myself breathing in and out and hear every single pump of blood as it pounded through my body. My heart felt like it was going to explode. What was she doing??!?!! She was TOUCHING ME!!

‘Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh! Oh! Oh!’ was all that was going through my mind. I couldn’t think straight and I was frozen.

She didn’t remove her eyes from mine as her hand finally covered my hard dick. I could feel her nails on me as she slowly rubbed up and down my length. I was in Nirvana. She blinked and I saw her lick her lips as she finally broke eye contact to look down. I too looked down. Her hand softly creamy with its nicely painted nails was sliding up and down my jeans covering my dick and reaching between my thighs to tease against my balls. My legs were open? I didn’t remember that. Her other had was stroking my side and arm just slowly running up and down. I look