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Lusting for my Beauty
by Anonymous (address withheld)

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A high school teacher and her beloved student can no 
longer ignore prolonged sexual tension. (Ff, ped, 1st-
lesbian-expr, oral, rom)

***

The first time I laid eyes on her, I went wild. Her 
bright blue-green eyes, her cascading dark curly hair, 
those perfectly luscious & full red lips, all made her 
so stunning. She was petite, about 5'2 with a cute tiny 
frame and perfect curves to boot. When she spoke, I 
melted. I didn't know what to do; was I supposed to 
feel this way about a student I just met? This vision 
of vivacious beauty, who was only 15 at the time, is 
named Analise.

I couldn't help but glance over at her every chance I 
got in class. I know she noticed, because any time I 
would turn to look at her, I noticed her looking back 
at me with those sparkling eyes. She often seemed 
depressed and I questioned why such an intelligent, 
beautiful girl could be so down. She had emotional 
problems. But, I loved the way she spoke in class with 
such nervousness or apprehension in her voice; it was 
so adorable. 

I always teased her about her little quirks and tried 
to cheer her up every once in a while. I was always 
afraid I would be to obvious and she would notice 
something. After a while she began to slowly get closer 
to me. She started asking me for help more frequently, 
and eventually, even coming to me for advice. Once I 
began to suspect that my feelings for her might have 
been returned, trying not to constantly look at her 
only became nearly impossible.

She was 17 when she graduated, and we were both 
devastated. She cried, and I held her and hugged her 
for a long time, which for a moment, seemed to be 
intimate more than friendly. I tried to convince myself 
that she only needed consoling from the pressures of 
moving on and that our relationship had nothing to do 
with it. But, I couldn't just let her go. I handed her 
my telephone number and address on a slip of paper and 
told her to look for me whenever she needed me, since I 
knew she was troubled. 

Summer approached and I received a phone call from 
Analise. I was absolutely elated. She needed some help 
in her final college process and asked if I wanted to 
meet up with her to help and maybe grab some lunch. I 
was of course, thrilled to see my beautiful princess 
once again after a month, but I never expected the 
relationship to go beyond where it stood. I suspected 
she might have had feelings for me, but I never knew 
whether it was true or just out of my own hopes.

One seemingly uneventful night in mid-july, at around 
10pm, the doorbell rang. I went to answer it, and there 
stood my Analise, crying helplessly. She looked 
gorgeous as always; her hair was in big curls and she 
was wearing a tiny skirt and a tank top that her 
breasts seemed to enjoy peeking out of (& I couldn't 
help but look a few times). I invited her in and sat 
her down on the couch. I asked her what was wrong and 
she almost couldn't contain herself. She told me she 
couldn't handle the pressure of going off to college 
and was worried that her emotional troubles would take 
control of her. 

I held her close to me with her head on my chest and 
told her everything would be alright. She sobbed slowly 
as she lay on me. I looked at her, and I couldn't help 
lifting her chin up and kissing those incredible lips. 
I lightly pressed up against them with mine and looked 
at her again after I did. She seemed surprised, almost 
shocked, but held my face close to hers for me to kiss 
her again. After the first few, it began to get deeper 
and more intimate. She was holding onto me tightly and 
I put my hands around her little waist while slowly 
moving my tongue in between her lips and slipping my 
hands from her waist to up under her shirt and rubbing 
her back. My guess, then, had been that my feelings for 
her were most definitely returned.

The kissing got intense, with me taking control. I was 
larger than her and 18 years older, so the slight 
dominance felt incredibly sexy. I picked her up, 
holding her across both arms and carried her over to my 
bed for more room. I laid her on the soft white sheets, 
slipped her shirt up over her head and felt her breasts 
in my hands. She was rubbing my thighs with her hands. 
I wanted more; I wanted to make love to my baby. I 
reached up under her skirt and felt the bump of her 
pussy getting warm under her panties. Slowly, I pulled 
the panties down and off around her ankles and 
proceeded to slip my fingers in between her legs. 

She was so hot and wet that it turned me on even more. 
As I played with her pretty pussy in between my 
fingers, I heard her let out a soft groan. She was 
grabbing my ass as I slipped one finger into her 
vagina, followed by another, and circled her clit with 
my index finger. She was moaning and groaning louder 
now, her perfect little face twinging as I thrust 
inside her, making her little goddess-like body squirm. 
She moaned and said, "Donna! harder!" I thrust harder 
into her while circling her clit faster and faster. She 
began whining and letting out soft screams, which 
eventually escalated into louder screams until her 
whole body shook and she yelled my name repeatedly 
while pulling me in to kiss me as she climaxed. 

I held her and fondled her intimately. I held her face 
and ran my fingers over her lips while whispering 
"you're so gorgeous, honey" into her ear, making her 
giggle. I loved when she laughed. She grabbed onto me 
once again and made direct eye contact. "69 me; I want 
you". I maneuvered her little body around so that her 
legs were around my neck and my pussy was near her 
face. She took my panties off and explored my cunt 
using her fingers first while I began licking and 
sucking her pussy lips. She then slipped her tongue in 
my slit and did the same. Soon enough we were both 
pleasuring each other mercilessly while moaning and 
holding onto one another. 

As I licked her clit and the inside of her hole, I made 
her cum first and she excreted her juices all down her 
pussy and legs. Eventually, she made me cum too. I 
turned her back over to kiss her passionately and 
reached for the 10-inch vibrator in the night stand 
behind me. I showed it to her, but she looked 
frightened. "I-I'm a virgin... I've never had a penis 
inside me." 

Oh! My sweet baby had been so innocent! 

"Don't worry princess, I'll ease you into it." 

So I proceeded to slowly insert the dildo into her 
while she held onto me and whimpered a little the 
further I pushed it in. I rubbed her perfectly erect 
nipples to calm her down and once the dildo was about 6 
inches in, I turned the vibrator on and rubbed her clit 
intently. She immediately went from slightly pained and 
frightened to sexually heightened and uninhibited. 

She screamed and whimpered louder and louder until she 
sprayed her cum all over me (3 times in one night; so 
impressive!). We cuddled for the rest of the night and 
she fell asleep in my arms. 

She's off at college now, after what she told me was 
the best summer of her life. She told me she loved me 
and I obviously adored her to an undying extent. She 
calls me almost every day and I send her love letters 
all the time. She's coming to visit me during 
Thanksgiving break and I'm so excited for what's in 
store! 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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