Intimate contact with my 6th Grade teacher
When I was in the 6th Grade I had a few encounters with my teacher. Mrs. F. was very pretty, she stood about 5’7″ with a slimmer upper body build but had a bit of a larger ass with a little thickness to her thighs. She had reddish brown hair in a ‘Bob’ hairstyle. She had bright green eyes and wore just enough make-up to enhance her beauty and she was probably in her late 20’s. She would always wear a dress that was hemmed above her knees and wore panty hose (this was in the early 70’s).
One of the reasons I knew of Mrs. F. larger butt and thicker thighs is I got some close up views. When the class was working on math problems or just studying on there own at their desk, Mrs. F. would go around the class helping students that needed assistance for whatever subject matter we were working on. When Mrs. F. stopped at students’ desk by me, she would bend over to help the student. When she stopped and bent over I would drop my pencil as close to her feet as possible, then I would look up her dress and see her thick thighs and her white panties that were under her panty hose. (I know, childish behavior, but I was an 11 year old kid.)
It was amazing that for as many times I did this panty peeking, no student reported me. I knew a couple other boys did the same thing I was doing and we would trade stories about it.
Well one day as the school day was ending, Mrs. F. slipped me a note that said to stay after all the students had left. When the bell rang to end school all the students in my class left the classroom. I sat in my chair waiting to see what Mrs. F. wanted. It was few a minutes before Mrs. F. said anything to me as she sat at her desk working on some paperwork.
When she finished what she was doing she walked over to the two doors of the classroom and locked them and said, “Well Ken (me), do you know why I have you stay after class?”
I gulp and nervously answered, “No, I don’t.”
Mrs. F. said, “I’m going to punish you for doing something that a student or anyone, should not be doing. Do you know what I am talking about?”
I said, “No, Mrs. F. I don’t know,” as I was shaking in my shoes.
Mrs. F. said, “Okay, I’ve really thought about what I want to do with you and it will be something that you cannot discuss with anyone else, ever.”
I said, “Okay,” as I trembled.
Mrs. F. said, “I know you’ve been looking up dress when we’ve had study time.”
I said, “Oh, oh, I’m in big trouble huh?”
Mrs. F. said, “Yes you are. But because you’re one of my best and smarter student’s, and I like you, I’m going to do something different.”
I said, “And what would that be?”
Mrs. F. cleared the front part of her desk and sat down on it and said, “Remember you cannot tell anyone what we are going to do. Bring your chair and sit right in front of me.”
I nodded my head, confused on what was about to happen.
After I sat down, Mrs. F. slowly slid her dress up to her waist completely exposing her legs and crotch. My eyes opened to the size of saucers as I was shocked to see what was in front of me. Mrs. F. said, “I’m going to give you an up close and personal view of me and my private area.”
I was so stunned to hear that I couldn’t answer. Mrs. F. looked at me and said, “You know that tingling feeling you’re having right now, I was getting those feelings when I knew you were looking up my dress and now I want to act upon those feelings.”
Mrs. F. leaned back on her desk and lifted and spread her legs as far as she could and said, “Come up to me Ken and take a look at me.”
I got up and stood right in front of Mrs. P’s spread open legs. I stared at her thick thighs and her white panty covered crotch with everything coated with her shiny pantyhose.
Mrs. F. said, “Do you want to touch me?”
I immediately answered, “Yes!”
Mrs. F. said, “Go ahead and touch me, anywhere you want.”
My cock got so hard so fast, it almost hurt. I reached out with my hands and ran them on her thighs feeling the silkiness of her pantyhose. Mrs. F. sighed as she felt my hands touch her legs. Then I advanced up her legs to her crotch. I ran my hands around where her legs come together with her actual crotch. Mrs. F. let out a moan as she was enjoying my caressing of her.
I then, lightly touched her cunt with the tips of my fingers and rubbed it lightly. This really set Mrs. F. off as she closed her eyes and moaned very loudly. I kept this up for a few minutes when Mrs. F. said, “I want you to lick me.”
I stood back not knowing what she meant. She then said, “Ken, put your mouth on my panty and lick and suck me.”
I still didn’t ‘get it’ but I wrapped my arms around her outer thighs and planted my face right in her crotch landing my mouth on her panty. The scent that I got from her crotch was intoxicating, musky, with sweat and seepage from her twat and a hint of pee. When that aroma computed in my brain I became ravished with an enthusiastic oral attack on her pussy. I had my saliva all over entire crotch not missing a spot.
Mrs. F. became so aroused with my oral aggression she was wiggling and squirming on her desk and making some deep guttural moans. Then all of a sudden Mrs. F. said, “Ken, stop. I want to get out of these pantyhose so you can do this directly on my skin!”
Mrs. P. quickly jumped off of her desk and pulled her pantyhose and white panties off and got back on the desk in the same position.
This happened so fast but I was ready to really taste my first pussy. I saw my teacher’s cunt and anus right in front of me. I pushed my face into her crotch now tasting everything that I had been smelling, and for me it tasted 10X better that the scent itself. I was in heaven, licking and sucking a grown woman’s pussy that tasted so good.
After a few minutes of munching her cunt I could taste another flavor of something, not knowing that she was so excited that her twat was releasing lubricating juice. I continued my barrage on her cunt but then decided to descend further down to her perineum and then her butt hole to lick all the fluid that had dripped down there.
Licking her ass was a total turn-on. It was if I was meant to do this even if I’ve never had any thoughts about it before. Mrs. F. squealed as she felt my tongue licking her puckered anus. Mrs. F. yelled out, “Are you licking my ass?”
I said, “Yes, do you want me to stop?”
Mrs. F. hesitant with her answer, “Uh, … no. My husband won’t even lick me there.”
I said, “He doesn’t know what he is missing out on.”
After a few minutes of rimming Mrs. F’s butt hole, she said, “Ken, I want you to do me a favor.”
I pulled my face from her ass and said, “Okay what is it?”
Mrs. F. said, “You see this little nub of skin right here, “as she pointed to her clit, “I want you to lick and suck on it, okay, and I’ll tell you if you are doing it correctly.”
A little puzzled, I said, “Okay I’ll do my best.”
So I spread the outer lips of her cunt and put my mouth on her swollen clit. She moaned right away as I could tell it was a sensitive part of her body. I flicked my tongue as hard and fast as I could. Mrs. F. moaned even louder so I knew I was on the right track. After a minute or so, I didn’t get any instructions from her so I kept going.
Mrs. F’s body was now shaking a bit and her thighs were vibrating from her active body movements. Then, all of a sudden Mrs. F. yells out, “Oh my god, oh my god, oh shit, I’m going to cum!”
Of course I have no idea what that meant. And then her body convulsed and shook so hard I thought something was wrong, but kept my tongue on her clit. And then she screams, “I’m cumming!
Her body jerks and twitches uncontrollably as she squirts fluid from her cunt as she gasps for air. I get surprised from her ejaculate and pull back for a second or two, but then go back to licking her, which really tasted good now after she squirted. But Mrs. F. pushes my head back and said, “Please stop, I’m really sensitive down there.”
So I back up and watch her body occasionally twitch as she sighs and almost passes out. I get nervous not knowing what just happened so I shake her body and ask frantically, “Mrs. F. are you okay?!”
Mrs. F. incoherently mumbles something so I shake her again. This time she answered, “Wow, I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
I ask, “Are you hurt?”
Mrs. F. giggled a bit and said, “No I’m not hurt, I’m just saying that the climax that I just went through is one of best I’ve ever felt.”
I ask, “Why is that?”
Mrs. F. said, “It’s probably because I’m doing this with a pre-teen boy. It’s taboo and illegal. That’s what makes it more exciting.”
I ask, “Is there some way I could experience a climax?”
Mrs. F. said, “You know what Ken, maybe we can meet after school more and I can show you other things to do that are fun, okay, but it’s getting late and we need to clean up and go.”
I said, “That sounds good to me.”
To be continued…
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