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Archive name: msg.txt (MF, rom, true, highschool)
Authors name: Derrick (azaxel1@aol.com)
Story title : Ms. G.
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Ms. G (MF, rom, true, highschool)
by Derrick (azaxel1@aol.com)
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Highschool teacher gives student private lessons.
***
Some people get crushes on their teachers. Not me, plus I
never had a good-looking teacher, until my senior year in
high school. One of my teachers caught my attention, not
because of her looks, at first, but because of her age.
She looked like she was 21 (I later found out she was
26).
A lot of guys in the school thought she was hot. I
thought she was very attractive, but not hot. She did
have a very good body. She was 5' 7," 120 pounds, long
sandy-blond hair, and brown eyes. She had a tight ass and
nice B cup sized tits. I won't give her real name, so
I'll call her Ms. G.
Now Ms. G was a funny teacher, but kind of strict. Her
class wasn't the best, or the funniest to be in. She gave
us a lot of work. I was only in there for a semester and
when it ended I had mixed emotions. As a person and a
teacher, I liked Ms. G, but I wasn't sad to be out of her
class.
A couple of weeks into the new semester, we had to
research a career and find someone to study in that
career. I chose teacher. I had a hard time finding a
teacher to study, but Ms. G gladly agreed to. So when the
day came, I showed up to her room half an hour before
school, as she requested. She was wearing black overalls
with a tight, tan colored shirt underneath. Her outfit
showed her features well. The day started easily enough.
Ms. G guided me through her lesson plans for the day.
( To make you familiar with the schedule at that school,
we have block-scheduling. You have three classes a day.
There are A and B days, so you have A classes and B
classes. The school days go A day, B day, A day, etc.
This was a B day. In between the first and second classes
is a 15-minute break. In between the second and last
class is lunch. Each class is 1 hour and 40 minutes
long.)
After going over lesson plans, the bell rang and Ms. G's
B2 class came in. The class was boring. They just did a
group assignment all period. I observed as Ms. G
instructed the class and helped out the groups when they
needed it. The first class ended.
Ms. G and I went down to the office, made copies, grabbed
a snack, and headed back to class. On the way back, I
stopped to go to the bathroom. As I headed back to the
room, I ran into a friend. He jokingly asked if I had
screwed her yet. (During the time we had Ms. G together
she told us she doesn't get involved with her students.
She would tell the class repeatedly because there was a
kid in the class who always asked her out.)
I reminded my friend she doesn't see her students and we
both laughed it off. Little did I know what would happen
by the end of the day.
The break ended, B4 came in. Same story with that class.
Boring, they just did the group assignment. I was hungry
and lunch couldn't come soon enough. Finally the class
ended and it was lunchtime.
Ms. G and I grabbed lunch from the teacher's lounge and
went back to her room. We made small talk, I learned she
didn't have a boyfriend, which surprised me. We finished
lunch and talked some more. While we were talking, she
reached across her desk for a paper. As she bent over I
couldn't help, but admire her ass. I instantly became
aroused.
When she sat down, she looked at me. First in the face,
probably noticing I had been checking her out. Her eyes
slowly crept down lower. I was sure she had seen the
outline of my hardon through my jeans. Ms. G suddenly got
up and walked out of the room. She said she'd be right
back. She locked the door on the way out. She claimed she
didn't want anyone to come in while she was gone.
Minutes later, she came back in. I didn't notice right
away that she left the door locked. Ms. G walked over to
a cupboard and tried to reach for something on the top
shelf. She couldn't get it. She tried again, but was
still unable to reach it. She asked me if I would get it
for her. I got up and walked over to her.
I tried to reach over her for the small box she appeared
to have been aiming for. She turned to me, put her hand
on my chest, and said, "I lied." She quickly pushed me
onto a desk and before I could react, she undid my jeans
and pulled them down with my boxers. She grabbed my cock
with one hand and put her mouth over the head. She sucked
and licked just the head. She danced her tongue in
circles over the tip. Her tongue then ran down the shaft.
"You like that?" she said teasingly, "Want more?"
"Yes!" I replied.
Her lips covered the tip, then slowly started moving all
the way down. She bobbed her head up and down at
different speeds. Her hand worked my pole as her lips
caressed the head. I was about to cum, then she stopped,
and proceeded again. She did this about three more times.
She was driving me crazy. As luck would have it, the bell
rang for the last class. Ms. G straddled me and gave me a
long passionate kiss. She said we would finish later. I
pulled up my pants as she walked over to the door and let
her class in.
Needless to say, B6 seemed like it took forever to end. A
couple of times during class, she would look over at me
and smile. I wanted to just run over, throw her on a desk
and fuck her right in front of the class. When class
ended, Ms. G scooted her class out the door.
She told me to stay seated as she walked towards me. She
straddled me in the chair, kissed me again, and took off
my shirt, followed by hers. She let me take off her bra.
I pulled down my pants as she stood up and took off her
overalls.
To my amazement, she wore no panties. Her bald womanhood
stared right at me. She straddled me again, kissing me
some more as she rocked back and forth on the shaft of my
penis. She was so hot and wet. I wanted to be inside her
more than anything. She took my cock in her hand, put the
tip to her love lips, rubbing it against them. Her juices
moistened my rod. I raised my hips and tried to thrust
into her, but she rose off me enough to avoid it.
"Patience," she taunted.
She again ran the head against her slit. She inserted a
small part of the tip into her. She rubbed my dick around
in a circular motion, then removed it from her.
She looked me in the eye with a sex-crazed look and
asked. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want to feel
your cock inside me, feeling me slide up and down your
length until you can't take anymore? Do you want to cum
in me?"
"God Yes!" I groaned.
Once again she put my aching cock to her entrance. This
time she lowered herself onto the head. She stayed there
for a second before continuing, slowly. The walls of her
pussy gripped me tightly, lovingly, as they engulfed me.
I could feel every ripple of every muscle grip my meat
until she had taken me all the way in. The pleasure was
intense. She fucked me hard, picking up the pace, slowing
down, then going faster.
Ms. G reached up and turned the radio on to muffle our
moans. I couldn't believe I was fucking my teacher. The
look in her eyes told me she had totally abandoned
herself to the act. It felt so good driving my pole into
her steamy channel. We continued fucking as I played with
her ass and tits.
Sweat started pouring off her body as she drove up and
down my wet length as her ass slapped against my legs.
Holding onto her hips was becoming impossible. The
sensation was too great, but before I could cum, she
stopped. Ms. G removed me from her completely. She slowly
slid down my legs. She took my dick back into her mouth,
tasting herself. Her lips worked up and down my rod ever
so slowly. My climax started building. She sensed it and
halted.
She slowly rose to straddle me. She slid me into her ever
so easily. She went straight for the kill this time,
riding me at an unbelievable pace. The fire in my lions
built to the point of explosion, but before it could
escape into her, she once again stopped. She really knew
how to push my buttons. Every time she stopped, I wanted
her even more.
Ms. G kissed me again before continuing. She slammed into
me hard until she climaxed and came with a mind blowing
orgasm and collapsed onto me. We stayed there, holding
each other for several minutes, sticking together from
the sweat.
Ms. G stared fucking me again after catching her breath.
A few seconds into it, I started to cum, then she
stopped, but this time she got off me, pulled up my
pants, and pushed me out the door.
She said, "I'm not done with you yet."
Our next meeting happened the next day, during school. I
got called out of math class. On the way to the office,
Ms. G stopped me and told me she called me out and to
follow her. We walked out of the back of the school and
out onto the football field. She told me she loved the
snow and wanted to fuck in it. I told her it was crazy
since it was cold and someone could see us if they walked
out of the school.
She said that's what made it so exciting. She stripped
off her clothes right there, then she stripped off mine.
I laid down in the snow. She straddled me and picked up
right where we left off. It was so cold out, my back was
almost numb. Her pussy felt so hot, like it was on fire,
and she was wetter than ever. We fucked out in the snow
right in plain of the school. The thrill was awesome. I
couldn't take it and started to cum. Of course she
stopped.
"That's it." I said.
I rolled her over onto her back and started pumping as
fast and as hard as I could. I slammed my cock into her
pussy like there was no tomorrow. The snow around us
started to melt from the heat of our bodies. Each time I
withdrew my dick, it seemed wetter and wetter. I rammed
it back in to the hilt. I felt her clench her pussy
muscles giving me even more pleasure. I ran my hands over
her body and my fingers down her clit.
The shock from the cold was something else, and it added
more intensity. Ms. G was on the brink of the biggest
orgasm of her life. She lifted her head to mine and we
kissed as we made hot, passionate love in the snow on the
30-yard line. I didn't know how much more I could take. I
was holding off until Ms. G came.
Soon, the feeling from fucking and the shock of the cold
was to much as her body writhed around, and she shuddered
as she screamed and came. It had become too much and I
followed right behind her, as I climaxed and shot my load
deep into her cunny. I kissed her for a long time, then
asked, "I thought you didn't get involved with your
students?"
She responded by saying, "You're not one of MY students
anymore, remember."
Since then we have had sex several times. Her goal is to
have sex in every classroom and office in the school. I
plan on helping her reach that goal.
END
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