Teacher has a weakness

Jimmy

She is looking up at him now, her face sad, wet with tears.

Somehow she looks different, so small.

Something in him wants to hold her. Instead, he lifts his hand and gently strokes her cheek...
 
Mrs. Francis

"Ah, Jimmy, you're so sweet. I love the feel of your hand on my cheek. I just sometimes wish you were bold enough to touch me in more intimate ways."

She sighs deeply, putting her hand over his, and lowering it to her breast, watching his face in anticipation.
 
Jimmy

Eyes wide, he watches his hand with bated breath as she moves it down onto her chest, gently resting it on her one of her breasts.

He can feel it, so warm and soft under his hand. She moves her hand away, her eyes on him all the time. But he just keeps his there. A part of him too scared to do anything, another enjoying the touch.

So absorbed he is in what his hand is touching, he isn't even aware that he already has another huge erection, causing his pants to stick out...
 
Mrs. Francis

She watched his face as her hand left his. He was entranced, watching his hand resting on her breast.

"Does that feel good, Jimmy?"

He looked up at her, nodding.

"It feels good to me, too."

His eyes returned to his hand.

"Would you like to actually touch my breast, Jimmy?" she whispered. "I know you're enjoying this because of your erection, but I need to know if you want more."
 
Jimmy

An image of her naked breasts fills his mind.

He tries to answer but he just can't speak, his throat feeling dry and constricted.

Inside his head, a voice tells him to say 'No!' but another, louder one (and getting louder all the time) shouts 'Yes!'.

There is no contest.

Quickly, he nods...
 
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Mrs. Francis

Knowing it was wrong and that she could be fired if she was discovered, she took his hand and coaxed him to unbutton her suit jacket. As the jacket opened with each unbuttoning of the buttons, her breasts became more prominent, especially in the sheer black bra which she wore.

Jimmy's erection was at its most glorious and she had to fight off the desire to touch it.

"Open the jacket completely, Jimmy. That's the only way you'll be able to see me and then to feel me."
 
Jimmy

His erection grows ever fuller inside his pants as the boy, still trembling but not wanting to stop slowly opens up her jacket.

He gasps as he sees for the first time in his young life, a woman's breasts (even if in a bra).

Letting go of the jacket, he just stands there, his eyes clued to her chest, completely fascinated that the bra is showing almost everything including her large nipples.

They are huge!

"Oh, Miss!" he finally manages to say...
 
Mrs. Francis

"Now, Jimmy, in order to touch my breasts, you need to open my bra. This way."

She took his hands and helped him open the single clasp in front of the bra, opening it wide once the clasp had been opened.

Her breasts were completely visible now, and as his eyes widened even more, she took his hands and placed them on her warm flesh, her pulse plainly felt through her skin.
 
Jimmy

His eyes are like saucers as her breasts fall into view. Large and heavy, the mere sight causes his body to almost tremble uncontrollably.

Without a word, Mrs Francis places his hands on them, pressing them into her.

He swallows hard, his excitement ever growing. For minutes, he just does nothing but then his hands start to move them around. Exploring the orbs that have been offered to him.

Shit! They are so big! So soft!

As his confidence grows alongside his excitement, his hands come more insistant, firmer. Fonding rather than exploring, then groping rather than fondling.

All this time, his eyes never leaves her chest...
 
Mrs. Francis

Her hands leave his on her breasts. As she withdraws, her eyes travel down his lean muscular body to where his cock is more than tenting his trousers. It is yearning to be sprung, so tightly confined in its rigidness.

Her attention is drawn back to his face as his fingers begin exploring her breasts. His hands follow the curves, cupping them, lifting them up. It feels so good, so naughty. Her nipples get harder and he seems to notice, as his fingers find them and explore their being. She sighs as he explores.

As if emboldened by her reaction, he pulls on the nipples, experimenting with them, causing a delicious ripple to go through her body. She moans with the wonderful sensation, prompting him to pinch them.

"Oh, yes, Jimmy. That feels so good. Don't stop."

He takes her breasts in his hands, squeezing them, making her gasp in pleasure.

"Yes. Oh, yes. Now kiss them, Jimmy. Please? Please kiss them. Take the nipples into your mouth and suckle them as would a babe."
 
Jimmy

Getting bolder, his hand rides over her breasts, pulling at the nipples, sinking into the soft flesh, squeezing and fondling. Tingles rushes up his spine every time he hears her groans.

When she asks him to kiss them, he stops. He looks back at her face.

She has that look again!

Without saying a word, she cups one of her boobs while placing the other hand firmly behind his and starts to pull him towards her. He stares at the looming breast, his head dipping lower. Then he finds his face pressing against it, his lips against her nipple. Automatically, he first starts to kiss it and then to suckle, causing his teacher to sigh.

Losing control, he greedily attacks her breast. His hands, pushing hers away, grab hold of it and try to feed as much of it into his mouth as possible. At the same time, he starts to push his groin against her body...
 
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Mrs. Francis

My lust has overridden my sensibilities as Jimmy sucks and nibbles on my breast. My heart races and I groan in pleasure. My pussy is becoming very wet but I want more.

I reach my hand down to his trousers and push into his manhood, feeling the bulk of it through the fabric.
 
Jimmy

The boy shudders as he feels her hand on his erection.

Pulling his mouth of her breast, he looks at her wide-eyed. His heart thumping in his chest. She has that same deadly serious expression as she continues to massage his aching lump in his trousers. He starts to feel giddy.

She seems to be beckoning him. Daring him.

Unable and not wanting to control these new urges he is feeling, the boy launches himself at her, the momentium almost overbalancing both of them as his mouth clashes with her, her pillowing breasts crushing against him as he grapples with her...
 
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Mrs. Francis

His reaction to her touch was to be expected. After all, she was fairly seducing the boy/man. But she couldn't help herself. She found her lust to control his sexual upbringing was growing.

His mouth lifts from her breast, staring at her in fear and wonderment, but her touching of his penis only intensified.

His groan at the pleasurable feeling was her only warning. He suddenly has come at her, his mouth crushing painfully onto hers, his body pressing into hers, his hands attempting to feel all of her upper body at once.

His strength is more powerful than her own and she struggles to regain control of the situation. She places her hands on his chest and shoves him back with all her might, doing little to distance him from her but managing to free his mouth from hers.

"Jimmy, you're hurting me. Please. Please stop!"
 
Jimmy

For a moment he is lost, his mouth hungrily on hers as his hands roughly gropes her body. He is dimly aware of her struggling against him. Not until she finally pushes him off her, breaking their contact.

"Jimmy, you're hurting me. Please. Please stop!"

The words act as a bucket of cold water thrown on him. Instantly, he stops, panting aloud.

Shit! What am I doing?

He stands there in shock at what he has done. He doesn't know what to do. He wants to run, his face fiercely burning with embarrassment, his erection dwindling rapidly.

"I-I'm sorry, Miss..."
 
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Mrs. Francis

The stunned look on his face was enough to break her heart. She wanted to teach him the finesses of lovemaking, the pleasures that can be achieved. She made up her mind then and there.

"Jimmy, I'm sorry. I know you are very confused about what's happening to you and I have made matters worse by talking to you about it and, more importanly, by touching you."

He looked as if he were about to cry.

"I can see that you are attracted to me, more specifically, to my body. Truth be known, I am also attracted to you. If what's happened here today is hurtful to you, I apologize. You can leave any time and nothing will ever be said about it. You can return to your studies and I to my teaching. If that's what you want."

She watched his face carefully to see if she could discern anything but he looked scared as ever.

"But if all this doesn't disgust you, if you want to learn about a woman's body as you learn about your own, I'd love to be the one to teach you. It's totally up to you. You will have to make the decision. Once you do, we'll go from there."

She put her bra back on and buttoned her jacket, then sat back in the chair and waited.
 
Jimmy

He still hasn't moved by the time Mrs Francis sits down.

A part of him, the old part wants to leave, to go home and forget everything that has happened.

But the other part, a part which did not exist until that fateful peek, wants to stay and learn everything that Mrs Francis can teach him.

Though still scared, still trembling, he takes a deep breath.

"C-can you teach me, Miss?"...
 
Mrs. Francis

Oh, my. I never knew five little words could get me so wet.

"Yes, Jimmie, I can and I would very much love to teach you everything I can. But we can't do it here."

She sees doubt creasing his face, so she cups her hands to his chin, leaning forward and again kissing him, full on the lips, her lips slightly parted. He instinctively parts his lips and her tongue gently traces the outer contours of upper and lower lip. She feels him stiffen and then relax, his tongue tentatively touching hers. She can feel his breath quickening, as her heart begins racing.

Breaking the kiss and leaning back, she asks:

"Jimmie, do you trust me?"
 
Jimmy

As they stand together, kissing, for a moment, he again feels the urge to throw himself at her but this time he knows better.

Breaking their kiss, she leans back. He notices that her cheeks look redder.

"Jimmy, do you trust me?" She asks.

For a moment he wonders what she is going to ask him to do.

Swallowing hard, he nods eagerly...
 
Mrs. Francis

"What I'm about to ask you will take a lot of trust on your part. Are you sure you trust me?"

Again he nods, slightly more sure of himself.

"What I'm contemplating can't be done here at school. We'd have to go somewhere. Are you okay with that? Maybe my house?"

She waits anxiously for his answer.
 
Jimmy

"What I'm contemplating can't be done here at school. We'd have to go somewhere. Are you okay with that? Maybe my house?"

Oh God!

He remembers what he saw in the classroom.

Is that what she's going to do to him? In her house?

He can feel his excitement raising again, and not just his excitement.

Before he can answer, he sees her looking down, making him swell even faster...
 
Mrs. Francis

She notices that Jimmy's erection has remained in place, even with the shock of her question, or perhaps because of it?

"We can go slow, Jimmy. We can do what you saw Mrs. Ranford doing to Eric or take it more slowly and just begin by fondling each other, exploring the other's body. What do you say?"
 
Jimmy

Full of lust and nervous excitement, there is only one thing he can say:

"Yes please, Miss."...
 
Mrs. Francis

She instructed Jimmy to leave the school premises and meet her at the park three blocks away. As he left the classroom, she began to doubt her sanity, but her lust propelled her forward.

She ran to the teachers' parking lot and climbed into her car, a '99 Corvette, and waited five minutes, giving Jimmy time to get to the park. She then drove sedately off the school grounds willing herself to remain calm.

She found Jimmy easily and urged him to get in the sportscar before anyone saw them and quickly drove toward her house. She glanced nervously at Jimmy as she drove trying to ascertain what he was feeling. Finally, she could stand it no longer.

"Are you all right, Jimmy?"
 
His cock moved within my bowels, filling me. The pain was excruciating, at first, but now was beginning to turn into something else. Something much more dangerous...something deliciously nasty...something--- "Oh my GOD !!!" incredible.


The power of this young man was amazing. Maybe it was the forbidden nature of our liason... or the act itself. It could have been a thousand things. But whatever it was...it felt sooooo good !!

"Oh Eric, fuck me up the ass !!! " I screamed, not believing those words had come from my mouth.

"Oh Yeah, fuck me hard !!"

I felt something building deep inside. Something that I could only describe as 30 years of sexual repression rumbling within.

The sensation of his cock buried inside of my ass along with his fingers in my pussy were too much to bear.

I grasped my tattered blouse and squeezed hard....trying to control the eruption that was about to take place. Trying somehow to gain some semblance of control.

His hands pulled me repeatedly onto his thick pole...every thrust taking me closer...and closer and closer and "OH GOD !!!!"
 
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