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Learning More Than Music From Teacher
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

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A teacher teaches more than just music to the high 
school students in her classes. It is based on a true 
incident. (F/mf-teens, ped, 1st, mast, oral)

***

Prolog - Bonnie Jensen

Bonnie Jensen was a twenty two year old vocal music 
teacher at a small, rural high school. She had long 
brunette hair and big brown eyes. She was five feet, 
eight inches tall, with a slender build and a 
fantastic figure. Her legs were long, her hips were 
wide, her waist was slim and she had plump, full 36C 
breasts. She always wore short skirts and dresses and 
was every high school boys' wet dream. 

Bonnie was married to her twenty three year old 
college sweetheart. They appeared to have a normal sex 
life, however, no one really knows, do they? 

Bonnie always seemed to have a number of teenage boys 
around her, running errands, doing favors, and paying 
her a lot of attention. Being in their own world, the 
other faculty members didn't seem to pay much 
attention to this. 

In hindsight, maybe they should have. 


Chapter 1 - Nathan

Nathan, or Nate, was a seventeen year old junior. He 
did not have the greatest voice, yet wanted to part of 
the school musical. In order to solve this problem, 
Bonnie made him the Set-Director, in charge of 
designing, building, and painting the sets. This was a 
job that was time consuming, and he often worked late 
past the end of play practice.

One night, everyone else had left and they were 
wrapping things up.

"Time to go," Mrs. Jensen said, "can you help me out 
to my van with these costumes?"

Gathering up the costumes, Nate accompanied her to her 
van, in the dark corner of the parking lot.

After placing the load in the back seat, Mrs. Jensen 
reached out and gave Nate a big hug.

"Thank you," she said, "you've been so much help. I 
don't know what I would do without you."

Thinking of this as some kind of queue, Nate leaned in 
a planted a kiss right on her lips.

"Good night then," she said, "not seeming to react to 
the inappropriate action of her young charge. 
 
The next night, Mrs. Jensen asked if Nate could help 
her bring some books out. Like the night before, she 
reached out and gave him a thank you hug. Nate again 
leaned in kissed her, this time however he lingered 
there longer, and opened his mouth. Surprising to him, 
she did not pull away but opened her mouth, and 
inserted her tongue down his throat. 

Not knowing what to do then, Nate pulled away and 
said, "Goodnight Mrs. Jensen."
"I think you can call me Bonnie, when we're alone." 
she said, and she drove away.

Nate approached the next night with much anticipation. 
Walking her again to the van, they slid onto the back 
bench seat, on the pretense of adjusting it to fit the 
props she needed to bring in the next day. He reached 
over and closed the door, leaving them alone, in the 
dark empty parking lot.

While hugging, they started to kiss, continuing where 
they left off the night before. Their hot, wet, open 
mouth kisses were having an effect on both of them. 

Bonnie reached over to Nathan's crotch and began 
rubbing his penis, which she noticed was starting to 
grow, through his pants.

"Oh my, what do we have here, Nate?" she asked.

Being a typical, shy adolescent, with no previous 
sexual experience, he stuttered, "Oh well, it's, 
um..."

"Oh well, it's, um what?" she said, as she unzipped 
his pants and took out his seven inch hard penis.

She stroked it up a down a few times and then 
straddled his lap. As she did this, her dress rode up, 
and the underside of Nate's shaft, pressed up against 
the cotton crotch of her bikini panties. He could not 
believe how hot and wet it was.

Being a typical teen male, the first thing he reached 
for were her breasts. He felt first for them over her 
dress. He then unbuttoned the top, undid the bra clasp 
that was in the front, and caressed her lovely mounds 
as they fell into his hands.

Mrs. Jensen had something else in mind, however. As 
Nate was preoccupied with her nipples, she pulled 
aside the crotch of her panties and directed his hand 
down there instead. Like a heat seeking missile, his 
finger found it's way into her hot, soaking wet, very 
hairy pussy hole. As he pushed it in and out, his hand 
was not only being coated by her juices, but his 
senses were being overwhelmed by the most pleasant, 
pungent aroma he had ever smelled. 

She finally reached back down, taking his hand away 
and placing the head of his penis, into the open 
entrance of her pussy. She then pushed herself down, 
forcing his penis deep into her pussy. Wow, Nate 
thought, I'm a virgin no longer.

As a teen, he thought he knew it all. This feeling, 
however, was like nothing he had ever felt. As she 
rocked up and down, her pussy lips literally 
surrounded every square inch of his penis. His hands 
would never again be a match for a hot, wet, silky 
pussy. On each upward stroke, her tight pussy walls 
would grip the skin surrounding his shaft, pulling it 
upward, stimulating every nerve ending possible. The 
downward strokes squeezed the head of his penis as it 
plunged into the deepest, wettest recesses of her 
molten womb.

"Don't worry about cumming inside me, Nate." she said. 
"I'm on the pill."

Hearing this, it only took a few more pumps before 
Mrs. Jensen's pussy walls contracted and clamped 
around Nate's penis and he was spewing perhaps his 
biggest load ever, deep into her pussy. 

As she climbed off, gobs of white cum gushed out of 
her pussy and onto the front of Nate's jeans.

"Just tell your mother, its paint from the sets." she 
said, as if she had seen this situation before.

"Oh thanks Mrs. Jensen, I mean Bonnie," he said, "I'll 
always be your helper."

"Darn right you will," she said, "and I intend to 
thank you often."

And that she did, although unknown to Nate, he was 
only one of many young students that Mrs. Jensen often 
"thanked".

Chapter 2 - David

David was a sixteen year old sophomore. He was tall 
and lean, with an athletic body. He also had a great 
voice and was one of Bonnie's best singers. In fact he 
was chosen as the choir soloist for the regional vocal 
contest. 

Since this year's regional vocal contest was out of 
town, the high school booked a block of rooms at a 
moderate hotel. As chaperone, Bonnie had a room of her 
own. 

At 11:00pm, the night before the competition, Mrs. 
Jensen finally got everyone settled down and into 
their rooms by curfew.

She took a shower and got into her short cotton 
nightgown, robe and sat on the bed, reading the next 
day's schedule.

All of a sudden there was a knock at her door. 

It was David. "Mrs. Jensen," he said, "I have a 
problem. I seem to be losing my voice and I have to 
sing tomorrow." 

"Come on in," she said, "let's see what the problem 
is."

She looked down his throat and then felt the glands 
around his neck.

"I don't see any redness, and don't feel anything." 
she said.
"I think it may just be nervousness. You seem awfully 
tense."

"I'm trying not to think about tomorrow," he said, 
"but no matter what, I can't seem to get it off my 
mind."

"Well maybe I can do something to help." she said, as 
she pushed him backwards onto the bed. 

To his surprise, she lifted off his tee shirt and then 
pulled down his pants and underwear in one movement.

To her surprise, he sported a ten inch boner which 
pointed straight up.

She got onto her knees, plunged his penis into her 
mouth and sucked it in and out. It was so hot and wet, 
that in no time, his massive load erupted into her 
mouth and down her throat. She continued to suck and 
swallow until there was not a drop of cum left.

She removed her mouth and looked up at David. "I hope 
that has taken care of your tension." she said.

"Well I don't know." he said, directing her gaze down 
to his still erect penis. "Is there anything else you 
can try?"

She stood up and removed her robe revealing the 
skimpy, light blue, cotton nightgown. She reached up 
and pulled the top half off, leaving her naked except 
for the thin cotton bikini panties. It was then he got 
his first look at real female breasts, and what 
magnificent breasts they were, 36C, full, natural, and 
with tiny nipples, erect and pointy.

His gaze soon turned to her long legs and the narrow 
swatch of fabric of the bikini panties, covering her 
crotch. Before he could even fantasize about what it 
covered, Mrs. Jensen reached down and pulled them 
completely off.

David need fantasize no more. Before him was the real, 
live pussy, of his beautiful music teacher. He wanted 
to take a long look, so it would be etched in his 
memory forever. Her pussy lips were mature and plush. 
Her crotch was covered by a generous amount of dark 
pubic hair, which still allowed a clear view of her 
open, moist, slit.

Before he could admire her further, she climbed up and 
straddled his pelvis. Not using her hands, she wiggled 
over him, until she felt the bulbous head of his 
penis, land in the moist hole at the entrance of her 
pussy. When she pushed down, his ten inch penis buried 
itself deep in her pussy. She gasped at the full 
feeling. Although she had had a lot of sex in her 
life, no boy, or even man, had ever filled her up so 
completely. 

Mrs. Jensen began to rock up and down. Neither could 
believe how tight it was, the flesh of their organs 
seemed to cling together, inseparable. Her rocking 
increased and she was about to orgasm. When David felt 
this, he rolled her over, on her back, and pounded 
into her with quick, deep, strokes. They both exploded 
together. Her pussy contracted around his penis as he 
shot his load of hot cum deep inside her. This boy 
knows how to take control, she thought.

He stayed inside her until his penis deflated and 
plopped out. A large pool of sticky cum oozed out of 
her pussy onto the quilt.

"It looks like you're not tense anymore." Mrs. Jensen 
said.

"Thanks, that helped a lot," David said, "I only hope 
you can be around if I get tense again."

"Whenever you need me, I'll be there for you." she 
said.

And she was... 

Chapter 3 - Jessica

Jessica was a fifteen year old freshman. She had long 
blond hair, blue eyes and a great figure for a fifteen 
year old. She had full 34B breasts and a firm round 
butt. Besides being in choir, she was a cheerleader. 
Jessica was receiving private voice lessons, once a 
week, in Mrs. Jensen's home.

She arrived at the weekly lesson, in her cheerleader 
outfit, and took her seat next to Mrs. Jensen on the 
piano bench. As the lesson progressed, Mrs. Jensen 
could not help but notice the crotch of Jessica's 
panties as her short cheerleader skirt, rode up past 
her thighs. 

After the lesson, they sat on the couch to have tea 
and talk. "You know, you're a very pretty girl," Mrs. 
Jensen, said, "I bet you have lots of boys going after 
you."

"Not really," she said, "my parents won't let me date 
yet." "It's really frustrating," Jessica continued, "I 
have all these feelings."

"What kind of feelings?" Mrs. Jensen asked, as she 
noticed Jessica's skirt riding up again exposing her 
panties.

"Well you know, since you're more of a friend than a 
teacher, Mrs. Jensen," she said, "I guess I can tell 
you."

"As your friend, you can tell me anything," she said, 
"and please call me Bonnie."

"Well I get feelings, you know," she said, "right down 
here." pointing to her crotch. "I feel like I want to 
dig in and rub, but I know I'm not supposed to."

"Oh, it's OK to rub down there," Mrs. Jensen said, 
"every girl and women does, even me, see."

With that she reached down, lifted her dress, and 
began rubbing her slit up and down through her silk 
panties.

Seeing this, Jessica reached down to her own slit, and 
started rubbing, keeping her eyes glued to what Mrs. 
Jensen was doing.

After a while, the panties of both were starting to 
get quite wet.

"Why don't we remove these," Mrs. Jensen said, "and I 
can show you other stuff."

Both Jessica and Mrs. Jensen, pulled off their now 
soaked panties. 

Mrs. Jensen then got a good look at Jessica's teenage 
pussy. It was fairly plush for a girl of fifteen. It 
was covered by a thick bush of blond pubic hair, which 
was so light in color, that it did not obscure the 
protruding lips below. 

"You know," Mrs. Jensen said, "It feels even better if 
put your finger or something else into it and pump in 
and out."

"What do you mean something else?" she asked.

"Follow me." she said, as she led Jessica into the 
bedroom. "Lay here," as she patted on the bed, "and 
I'll show you." 

Mrs. Jensen went over to her dresser drawer, pulled 
out a box of assorted dildos and vibrators, and came 
over to the bed.

"Like these," she said, as she lay back and inserted a 
medium, cock shaped dildo into her wet pussy and 
pumped it in and out.

As Jessica watched this, she put her finger into her 
own pussy and began pumping. It only fit in a little 
way before it came against the barrier that was her 
hymen. 

"The deeper you go the better it feels." Mrs. Jensen 
said not realizing it was Jessica's hymen keeping her 
from penetrating further.

She then pulled the dildo from herself and plunged it 
into Jessica's pussy, breaking through her hymen, and 
pushing it all the way in.

"Ouch!" Jessica yelled. "That hurt, I was saving 
myself for a special day."

"Sorry, my bad," Mrs. Jensen said, "consider this your 
special day."

As she pumped the dildo in and out, she noticed there 
was a little blood on it, but that soon dissipated as 
it mixed with her juices. Jessica's discomfort was 
also dissipating. Her pain was soon turning into 
pleasure. 

As Mrs. Jensen continued pumping the dildo in and out 
of Jessica, she noticed a small clitoris peeking out 
of the slit at the top of Jessica's pussy. She put her 
mouth on it and began to suck and lick. At the same 
time, she grabbed a vibrator from her pile, switched 
it on, and placed it directly on her already excited 
clitoris. 

After only a few moments of this, both girls exploded 
in powerful orgasms.

"That's how you deal with the feeling down there." 
said Mrs. Jensen.

"There's only one problem," Jessica said, "the feeling 
is still there, and it's even stronger." 

"Well I guess we'll need to take stronger action 
then." Mrs. Jensen said. "Let's get rid of the rest of 
these clothes."

They both stripped totally naked. For the first time, 
they got a good look at each other's bodies. Jessica, 
with her light skin, medium breasts, and light blond 
pussy was a nice contrast to Mrs. Jensen's darker 
skin, mature full breasts, and dark pubic bush.

Mrs. Jensen put her arms around Jessica, and the girl 
followed suit.

The woman and girl's bodies were pressed closely 
against each other, skin to skin, and breast to 
breast. When Jessica went in for a kiss, Mrs. Jensen 
opened her hot, wet mouth and pushed her tongue down 
Jessica's throat. They kissed like this for a long 
time and then Mrs. Jensen did something surprising.

Mrs. Jensen sat upcoming face to face with Jessica. 
She intertwined her legs with Jessica's, making pussy 
to pussy contact, a sexual practice known as tribbing 
or scissoring. They began grinding away against each 
other, vulva to vulva, clit to clit. As they did this, 
they resumed their passionate kissing and also used 
their hands caress every part of each other's bodies. 

After more of this, Mrs. Jensen reached over and 
grabbed a double headed dildo. She separated their 
bodies slightly and pushed one end of the dildo into 
her pussy, and the other into Jessica's. As she pushed 
forward, the dildo sank completely into both of them 
and their pussy's resumed contact.

They continued to rub and grind their vaginas 
together, while also pumping the dildo in and out, at 
a faster and faster pace, until both of their bodies 
rocked, in mind altering orgasms.
 
After embracing for a moment, they fell backwards limp 
in each other's arms. Exhausted, they fell asleep. 

Waking up a half hour later, Jessica saw that she had 
her half of the dildo still inside her. She reached 
down, pulled it out, and threw it on the floor. 
Hearing the thump, Mrs. Jensen opened her eyes.

Mrs. Jensen spoke, "Well student, what did you think 
of today's lesson?"

"I think, I think," sighed Jessica, "I'd like to have 
more lessons."

And she did, week after week after week...

Epilog - Consequences

One day, towards the end of the school year, Mrs. 
Jensen was summoned to the principal's office.

"Close the door please, Bonnie," Mr. Silver said, 
"there is something I need to talk to you about. This 
note has come to my attention."

He handed her a piece of stationary. She recognized it 
as her handwriting, and her signature. It was a note 
she had written to David, describing how she felt when 
she took his virginity, and during other sexual 
encounters. 

"David's parents found this and they are very upset." 
he said.

Bonnie was also upset that she was so stupid as to 
have written that thing.

"Am I going to be fired?" she asked.

"Not only that, but I am considering having you 
arrested." he said.

"Arrested!" she said, "Wouldn't a scandal be bad, for 
David, his family, and this school?"

"How about if I resign, effective today, you say 
nothing about it in my record, and I help you out of 
your dilemma?" Bonnie continued.

"What dilemma would that be? Mr. Silver asked.

"The dilemma in your pants." she said. "I noticed 
you've had a hard-on since you read the note."

Bonnie walked over to his chair, unzipped his pants, 
and took out his nine inch penis. She then reached 
down and pulled off her panties, throwing them to Mr. 
Silver to sniff, straddled him in the chair, and 
plunged down, ramming his cock into her hot pussy.

She rode him hard and deep until she felt he was about 
to cum and then she suddenly stopped during an 
upstroke.

"Do we have a deal?" she asked.

All he could manage to utter was, "Deal."

Hearing this, she pushed all the way down and his cock 
exploded emptying a massive load of hot cum into her 
pussy.

As she climbed off, gobs of white cum gushed out of 
her pussy and onto the front of Mr. Silver's pants.

"Just tell your wife, its paint from the art class." 
Bonnie said, as she grabbed her panties, turned, and 
went out the door.

THE END			

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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 system.
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