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Sex With Teacher

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 Erotic Story Submitted By Anonymous Guest Author

Joe and Dan were friends from high school, which was over ten years before. Now, owners of a landscaping business and still single guys decided to go out for a beer. As the beer and conversation flowed, they talked of their favorite teacher, who was very attractive and decided they were going to visit her the next day.

The next day, at the end of an advanced math class, the students shuffled out of the room. Both Joe and Dan walked into the classroom, gave each other a nod, and stopped in front of Ms. Petersen's desk while waiting for the room to clear. She looked up from her paperwork and asked, "Well, it has been a long time my guys, what brings you in today?"

"Uh, Ms. Petersen," Joe said coyly, "both Dan and I just wanted to say hello and visit our old alma mater." Joe made sure he moved over to the side of her desk, making sure he would be able to get a good view of her breasts. True to form, his eyes were riveted on her boobs and not on her face.

Joe babbled on for a minute or two talking about their business and wanting to know if she needed any landscaping, asking the most inane questions while leaning harder and harder against her arm when Joe could stand it no longer because of a raging hardon….he asked Ms. Petersen if he could sit in the chair and show her what he was talking about as to landscaping they could do for her. As they were making the switch, Dan accidentally bumped Ms. Petersen to the floor…twisting her ankle.

She cried out in pain, and while holding her lower leg whimpered." "Let me feel it," he said in a thick voice, "you probably didn't just sprain it," while feeling her calf and ankle. "Mmmmmmmm," Ms. Petersen said softly, "it feels so much better when you're touching it, can you go a little higher, yeah, right there, just below the knee." As Joe massaged Ms. Petersen's "sprain," Dan was busy lustfully watching.

As he worked on her leg, Ms. Petersen leaned back a little and gradually spread her legs wider and wider, until her skirt was hiked up high on her thigh, and her panty clad crotch was plainly visible to his stunned eyes. Dan thought Joe's eyes would pop out of his head, and to make it even tougher on him, she tightened and untightened her cunt muscles several times in rapid succession, which practically gave the young man a heart attack.

Ms. Petersen then said in her sexy voice, "I think you're staring at my panties, shame on you."

"Uh, oh no," he stammered, "I was just, you know, rubbing your leg, does it feel better now," he asked huskily.

"Now, now," she replied, "you know you were staring, what color am I wearing, white, blue, or pink, you know the answer, tell me now."

"I-I don't know," Joe said as his voice trailed off.

"Joe," she said in a scolding little girl voice, "you know it's wrong to lie, and you know that I'm wearing white panties with lace trim, don't you?"

"Well, uh, maybe I got a glimpse," he stumbled, "but it was just an accident, I didn't mean to peek."

"There you go, telling more fibs," she teased, "I saw you peeking you naughty boy." By now, sweat had broken out on his face as the horny Ms. Petersen did her best to drive him up the wall, and if she had looked up, both men would have been caught with a very hard erection.

Ms. Petersen went straight for the kill. "Joe," she asked shyly, "I-I have another problem I hope you can help me with."

"W-what is it," he croaked, "I-I'll do my best to do what I can."

"It's just this," she replied innocently while pulling her skirt up around her waist, "when I caught you looking at my pretty panties, I couldn't help myself, but I got really wet, see, look at how damp my panties are."

You could actually hear the gulping sound in his throat as he now openly gaped at Ms. Petersen's bulging panty clad lips. "You are a naughty boy to have gotten me so wet, Joe," she whimpered, "just look at my panties, I think they're ruined."

"Oh, no," he stammered, "I-I'm sure that if you just launder them, they'll be all right."

With that, Ms. Petersen grabbed her panties with each thumb and jerked them right off her body, leaving her naked below the waist. This was going all wrong…he was supposed to be coming on to her, "Y-y-you can't do that here," he blubbered while keeping his eyes glued to Ms. Petersen's clean-shaven vagina, "w-what if somebody comes in, we could all get in real trouble."

Ignoring his protestation, Ms. Petersen slowly and calmly shook her head from side to side and replied, "It's no use, Joe, the only thing I can do is take them off and wash them out before I go home, that's a good idea, don't you think."

Ms. Petersen finally set the hook, "Just look at my cunt, Joe, it's all wet and open, and I'll bet your penis is tough too, isn't it." He was now unable to move his lips, let alone answer her question, so when she reached out and pulled his face towards her drooling cunt, he didn't offer even the hint of any resistance, he just let her guide his mouth to her open hole and began sucking her intently.

Ms. Petersen offered sweetly, "Oh, Joe, you know how to make a woman feel so nasty, mmmm, you do that so well, make little Ms. Petersen's pussy all better." In his high school years, he had fantasized about this very moment, and for once, the actual event was even better than the fantasy, and hot Ms. Petersen had a very sweet and wet pussy that was begging to be sucked.

After taking a few more minutes of his oral servitude, Ms. Petersen asked shyly, "Joe, c-could you please take out your cock so I can see it, I-I'd really appreciate it, pretty please." He hated the thought of leaving her pussy, but if she wanted to see "Mr. Johnson," well, that was all right with him.

As he unzipped his trousers, his thick cock popped into view. "Oh, Joe," Ms. Petersen gushed, "you have such a large head and very thick, could you jerk it for me, I love seeing a man jerk his thick cock for me, could you, please, in fact, while you do yours. I'll do mine."

He sat down on the chair, and while staring at the sweetest pussy he had ever tasted, slowly fisted his big cock while the very desirable teacher wantonly fingered her hot clit. Ms. Petersen was so turned on by his cunt lapping, and having another young senior watching, she knew that orgasm was inevitable, and watching him jerking his big cock just added to her excitement. Their fingers were now flying over their respective organs, hers over her wet and swollen clit, and his, of course, over his thick seven inch fuck pole.

It was like a race destined to end in a dead heat, with both of them crossing the finish line together in a mixture of spurting cum and a wildly contracting pussy. Of course, as soon as his cum hit the floor, the magnitude of what had just transpired overtook him, and he hurriedly put his dick away. Ms. Petersen got up and picked up her moistened panties and straightened her skirt. She told the guys she thought her ankle was just fine.

As the men went to leave, wondering what the hell had just happened, Ms. Petersen spoke in a very calm and proper manner" Oh yes, Dan, Joe…let me know when you can do my landscaping.

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