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Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 01

By: kittylit



Finally, I had landed the perfect job. Teaching high school. And not just teaching anything – teaching MATH – a subject that I enjoyed because of the pure simplicity of it. This was quite a turn around for me. Here I was in my mid-fifties making a career change – going from being a high-powered corporate manager to a teacher. Leaving behind the stress and aggravation of the business world – trading it in for a blackboard and chalk. Unfortunately, I also traded in the big salary but sometimes it's worth it. I had no idea how much it would be worth it until one day...

I was lucky enough to teach at a private school; one where the per capita income of just one of my students' parents could have supported a third world nation for a year. The kids were the brightest of the bright – the school consistently won academic achievement awards and there were times when their brainpower tested and perhaps surpassed mine. These young adults were preparing for a future that included attending ivy league universities, becoming tomorrow's doctors, lawyers, corporate executives and scientists. It was a challenge for me just to keep them stimulated and interested in the material I was presenting and fortunately discipline problems were few and far between. 

The school year was going along pretty well. In my final class period there was one girl that gave me trouble from day one – a tall, stunning, eighteen year old senior with dark hair, green eyes and long, shapely, athletic legs that her short skirts did nothing to hide. She didn't mind showing off her firm breasts in tight belly baring tops making it pretty obvious that she never wore a bra. Her grades consistently bordered on failing and her attitude was pretty much bordering on failing also. I had talked with her on several occasions and had even spoken with her parents about her grades and attitude. They seemed to find my concern bothersome and I felt they really were more interested in their trips to Europe and social gatherings than their daughter's future. 

Finally, after an especially exasperating day I asked Michelle to remain after class. She rolled her eyes but acquiesced. Once class emptied out I sat on my desk with her standing in front on me. I was pretty tall, well over six feet, so sitting put me eye to eye with her. "Michelle," I began. "Don't you want to pass this class and graduate this year?" 

She began twisting her long dark hair around her finger. "I guess so," she pouted. 

"Then please tell me," I continued, "Why don't you even try in class? Or, if you are not going to try why not just sit quietly in the back of the room so the others that might want to learn can?" 

I had never really noticed until now how emerald green her eyes were. She looked straight at me and replied: "Why should I? Who cares anyway? It's not like I need an education. I'm going right into my dad's business. And he can buy and sell teachers like you any time."

"I'm sure plenty of people care." I said, taking a deep breath and trying not to let her remark get to me. "I know I do. I don't want you to waste your time here. You'd be surprised at the many ways you'll need an education in the business world, even if you are the boss's daughter." 

"Oh please, you're boring me," she said and turned to walk away. 

"I don't think I excused you." I said.

"Oh? I don't need your permission. You're not my father," she retorted.

"No." I said. "I'm not. But I can think of something your father must not have ever done that you certainly need right now." 

She stood there with her green eyes open wide, her mouth parting slightly. "Oh..." she said mockingly. "And just what would that be?" 

"A really good spanking." I replied. "And while I'm certainly not your father, I'm sure I can deliver one that you will take notice of." 

She laughed, throwing back her head. "You wouldn't dare!" 

Still sitting on the desk, I grabbed her arm and in one swift motion brought her down across my knees, her bottom perfectly positioned. I'm no stranger to spanking the female bottom as my wife can attest so I knew how hard to deliver discipline so as to leave no lingering marks, but to get the message across. I had always enjoyed administering spankings to my wife and thought she had a lovely behind but this gorgeous nubile bottom took my breath away. Michelle's mini skirt was short to begin with and with her across my knees it pulled up exposing the most beautifully formed, rounded ass. Her thong panties left nothing to the imagination and I could feel a hardness beginning to stir in my groin. 

I begin administering several hard smacks on her thong-bared ass and watched it turn from creamy white to pink to crimson red. She was kicking and squirming, pleading for me to stop, all the while her hips were gyrating in my lap. After a few minutes I stopped. I placed my hand on her incredibly firm bottom and could feel the heat rising from it.

"Now Michelle, are we going to try harder in class from now on?" 

"Yes sir, Mr. Roberts," she replied. She stood up rubbing her bottom and I could see tears in her eyes. 

"Here," I said. "Take a tissue and wipe your face." 

She looked at me and said she was sorry and I reached out to give her a hug. I could feel her firm young breasts pressing up against my chest and the hardness I had before was nothing compared to the hardness I was getting now. She put her head on my shoulder and cried out a few more whimpers while I held her. Then looking down, she exclaimed, "Why, Mr. Roberts, it looks like some one else enjoyed this little discipline time." My dick was creating quite a tent in my pants and there was no hiding or denying it. 

"Some one else?" I said. "Do you mean you enjoyed this spanking?" 

Taking my hand she placed it between her legs. "Now what do you think?" 

I pulled her panties aside and could feel her wetness on her soft downy fur. I moved my finger up inside one incredibly tight pussy. She let out a groan and ground herself against my hand. With my other hand I felt under her top to her firm breasts, the nipples hard and inviting. She pulled her top off to reveal the most perfect eighteen-year old breasts I had ever seen. Quickly my mouth found its way to the delicious mounds she offered and I sucked and nibbled the treats. Her moans became louder and my dick was throbbing so hard and growing so large I thought it was going to rip through my pants. 

She reached down and undid my belt and my pants and they fell to my ankles. I tore my under shorts off, freeing my aching dick. Laying her back on my desk I pulled her panties off and got a view of her wonderful pussy – pink, hot and wet. Spreading her legs I put my mouth down there to taste her nectar. Never before I had tasted something so delicious, so warm, so sweet. I buried my face between her legs and teased her clit with my tongue. Her juices were flowing and I was becoming giddy from the smell and taste of her sex. I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I stood over her and placed my hard throbbing dick at the entrance of her wet, tight pussy. Even as wet as she was, it took some effort to maneuver just the head of my dick in her. I begin to go deeper but stopped when I met resistance. I pushed a little harder, getting the same resistance. She began to moan a little louder and move her hips around. "Please be gentle..." She said. "I haven't done this before." 

Through the haze of passion and desire I realized what she had said and pulled back.

"Oh, please don't stop," she said. "I want you to be the first. I've fantasized about this since the first day of class." 

Thinking more with my dick than my brain, I proceeded to push back inside her. Her tightness around my dick felt like a velvet vice. She cried out as her tight virgin pussy was stretched to new limits and her hymen was torn by my large, raging cock. I continued to push until her pussy was full of my cock. She was so tight I almost came once I was fully in her but I didn't want this incredible pleasure to end. I pulled back and began slowly thrusting in and out of her sensational pussy, my balls slapping her ass. I leaned over and took her beautiful hard nipples in my mouth. Her warm, well-spanked ass felt delightful in my hands as I continued to pump in and out of her. A few more strokes and I could feel her pussy tighten even more and I knew she was close to coming. Her moans became louder and I pounded her even harder. She cried out, digging her nails into my back and suddenly my dick and balls were soaked with her juices and I knew she had come. I gave a few more hard thrusts and exploded inside her, filling her with my hot cum. I stood there, knees weak, trying to catch my breath and feeling myself grow soft. Even soft, her tight pussy held onto me. Slowly I pulled out. She jumped up and quickly got dressed, as did I. 

"I think I learned my lesson, Mr. Roberts," she said coyly, "and I promise to try to behave." 

"That's OK, Michelle," I replied, patting that firm ass, "If you don't, there's plenty more where this came from." 

She smiled at me as she walked towards the door. Turning she pulled her skirt up to reveal that fabulous and still pink bottom. "Well, in that case, I don't know if I want to keep my promise." 

This might be my best year teaching yet.

Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 02



I picked up my books and briefcase, saying good-bye to some fellow co-workers and students and walked quickly to my truck. Driving home it suddenly registered what I had done – I had fucked a young teenage student and a virgin at that. Of course the virgin part was kind of a kicker for me but still I couldn’t believe what I had done. But damn, she had felt so good. Just thinking about that sensuous young body with those firm breasts, those long shapely legs, that fabulous ass and that incredibly tight pussy started a bulge growing in my pants. 

I arrived home to an empty house. Lauren, my wife, was still at work, due to be home any minute. How was I going to tell her? I had never lied to her nor betrayed her trust. She trusted me completely and never in all the years of our marriage had I ever strayed. Oh sure, I’m all the time seeing gorgeous, sexy women that give me delightful hard-ons; I even masturbate to porn, but I never had any desire to act on it. But this….a teen-ager, a virgin (well, not any more), a student!!! A student as young as my own two daughters.

Lauren walked through the door calling out to the dogs and cats we had. 

“Hey,” I called back, “What about me?” 

She came to me and wrapped her arms around me, giving me a full body hug. “I missed you all day,” she said. “How was your day?” 

“Oh, funny you should ask about my day. It was quite unusual.” I didn’t know how to begin and I knew I couldn’t put off telling her about it much longer. “Something happened that I need to share with you.” 

I guess she saw the look on my face because she became all concerned. “What’s the matter? Is everything OK at work? You’re not sick or anything, are you?” she asked. 

“Come over here,” I said, taking her hand and leading her to the bedroom. 

She was really getting that “ok-what’s-the-matter” look on her face. “Everything is OK,” I said to reassure her. “I’m not fired or anything like that.”

We sat on the edge of the bed and I held her and kissed her. Her lips tasted so sweet and felt so soft that for a moment I almost forget why I had brought her in here. “OK, I don’t know of any other way to say this but to come right out and tell you…..”


“Tell me what, love? You’re beginning to scare me.” She replied. 

I blurted it out. “I had sex with a student today.” I kind of expected her to jump up and begin hitting me and yelling but she just sat there looking at me with total disbelief. We sat quietly for a few minutes with me secretly hoping she would yell and get physical but she remained quiet. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t know how it happened. Well, I do know how it happened but I just don’t know why it happened.” I knew I was rambling as I went on to explain how I had asked Michelle to stay after class and how she was failing and how I was trying to motivate her to do better and how she came back with that smart ass mouth of hers and I thought she needed a spanking and I pulled her over my knees and then spanked her but she turned out to enjoy it and showed me how much she enjoyed it by taking my hand and putting it down there and I just kept talking and talking hoping Lauren would say something so I could stop and then I felt tears in my eyes and the next thing I knew they were rolling down my cheeks. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” was all I could say. 

Lauren turned to me and took my face in her hands, wiping away the tears. “It’s OK, my love,” she said. “It’s OK.” She pulled my face to hers and began kissing me gently. 

I turned and held her close, returning each kiss and was surprised to find my dick stirring in my pants. I began to kiss her face and neck, running my hands down her shoulders over her breasts. I pulled her top off and unhooked her bra, letting her breasts hang free until my mouth covered first one nipple and then the other. My desire for her was building as I took off her pants and panties, leaving her totally nude. I followed suit by removing all my clothing and we both lay naked on the bed. She reached down and stroked my dick, causing it to get even harder than I thought possible and to my delight, put her head down there taking it into her mouth. I was surprised that I could even get an erection, especially after having just fucked a young girl less than an hour ago, but here it was – large and raring to go. 

Lauren climbed over me and began to lower her wet pussy onto my hard cock. I could feel the head slide easily into her wetness and she quickly took my entire cock deep inside of her. She knew what I liked and how to ride me to bring me close to climaxing but I knew I didn’t want to come yet. Turning her over with her ass high in the air, I entered her from behind and began pumping her as hard as I could. Her pussy felt so good and in short time I was exploding into her. I knew she was in pleasure overload by her cries and moans and I knew she needed a trip over my knees, which I was more than willing to oblige. With my cum still oozing out of her, I pulled her over my knees and begin spanking her luscious bottom. I don’t know if I was spanking her because of what I had done, kind of looking to purge myself or for her, but for whatever reason, she got a spanking like no other she had gotten before. She was crying and begging me to stop and her ass was fire red and very hot to the touch by time I finished. Exhausted, we both laid back on the bed. 

Looking at her naked body next to mine, I realized how much I loved her. Of course she didn’t have the firm, fabulous body of a teen-ager with still some developing to go, or perky breasts or a sensational ass or the unbelievable tight pussy, but what she did have was heaven for me. At that moment, I had never regretted doing anything as much as I did by fucking that young girl and even though it was never mentioned again, I knew I will still have penance to pay for the deed, but never did I imagine how much. 

A couple of months passed and, as it turned out, Michelle pretty much behaved herself. She made some attempts to get to me, but I sternly rebuffed them and she finally realized that there was not going to be a replay of that afternoon of several weeks ago. I was apprehensive however when she asked if she could come to my office after school. I told her yes and kept the office door wide open. She showed up, short skirt showing off those fabulous legs, belly baring top showing off the flat stomach and incredible breasts and looked me straight in the eye saying, “Mr. Roberts, I’m pregnant.” 

…….to be continued….



Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 03



I know my face must have turned white due to the blood draining from it. I could feel a tightness in my chest and found it hard to get my breath. Michelle stood looking at me and exclaimed, "Well, if you don't believe me, I have proof." She pulled a piece of paper from her book bag. 

I found it hard to focus on the words but I could make out pregnant and positive. "No. No." was about all I could muster at this point. 

"Yes. Yes." She said. "A little over two months and you can very well see how much I've changed due to the pregnancy." 

Oh, did I ever enjoying seeing how much she had changed. It was hard not to notice when she pulled her short top up over those spectacular breasts which now looked even fuller and, if possible, even more fabulous than before. In spite of the dire circumstances with which I had just been presented, my dick began to stir. 

"Close the door, please," I said. Pulling her top down and covering her breasts, she walked over to the door and closed it. I was hoping for a minute to compose myself but her long shapely legs and firm ass were too tempting and I found myself wondering what it would be like to be bury all 7 inches of my now rapidly hardening cock into her sweet firm ass. 

"So now what?" she asked coming around the desk and standing next to me, her breasts about eye level. 

"This," I said, reaching up and pulling her top off revealing those round, full breasts with hardened nipples. I held her breasts in my hands, rolling the nipples around in my fingers. They were just ripe for sucking, which I happily did. She grabbed my head, pulling handfuls of hair as she pushed her breasts hard into my face. I sucked and nibbled and bit first one and then the other, delighting in their taste, their firmness but softness. The nipples were like hard ripe berries in my mouth. 

"Oh, Mr. Roberts," she moaned. 

I ran my hand down her back, around her waist to between her toned thighs moving her panties aside and finding, with great satisfaction, her very wet. I inserted one finger and was very pleased to find that her little pussy was just as tight as I remembered it several weeks ago. Her moans were becoming a little louder and her grip on my hair was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable but there was no way I was stopping this. 

I inserted another finger into that incredibly tight snatch of hers. Damn, she was so tight I could barely move two fingers around. My cock was screaming to be set free and was like hardened steel. I thought the skin would tear from the swelling. 

Taking those delicious breasts out of my mouth I stood up while she quickly undid my pants and pushed both pants and under shorts to the floor. I turned her around and leaned her over my desk, pulling her short skirt up and her panties down around her knees, baring her curvy round ass to me. For my eyes only she exposed her most secret and private area, pink and glistening with her wetness and the tiny puckering hole of her ass. I rubbed her young pussy with my dick, already dizzy from the lust and desire I had for her. Putting the head of my throbbing cock at the entrance of her sensational sweet pussy I was ready to come then but fought the urge. I wanted to be inside this young pussy in a big way. Spreading her pussy lips I pushed only the head of my cock in her and she groaned slightly. 

I knew there would be no resistance this time since I had already taken her virginity, but she was still so damn tight I had to work to get my throbbing cock in her, work that I thoroughly enjoyed. I began pushing in, grabbing her hips to hold her to me and with slow but deliberate in and out movements, I was soon buried to the max in her teenage pussy. As I watched my dick go in and out of her fine wet pussy it was all I could do to hold back to keep from exploding all my hot cum inside of her too fast. 

She was moaning and grinding her hips around and I knew she was close to coming so I thrusted hard until I felt her wetness shoot out and wet my shaft and balls. I knew she had come but I wasn't ready to stop yet. Using my finger, I began to tease around the entrance to her ass hole, using her juices as lubrication. 

She began to squirm. "Oh Mr. Roberts, no, please, no...not that..." 

I pushed hard, burying my cock deep in her pussy, pulling out and pounding in her again. 

"Yes, Michelle, yes." I said, and pushed my finger into her tiny hole. 

After a few moments of insertion and stretching with my finger, my dick was more than ready to try that pleasure hole. I pulled my dick out of her soaking pussy and placed the head at her ass hole. She really began to move and tried to wiggle her ass away from me but I placed my hand on the small of her back and easily held her down on the desk. I pushed the head of my dick into her ass. If I had thought her pussy was tight, there was no comparison. This was like having my dick crushed in a soft, warm, velvet vice. My dick was the biggest that I ever had experienced, but I knew she was going to take the full shaft up to my balls no matter how tight she was or how much pain was involved. 

I had to hold on to her hips to keep from shoving her across the desk as I tried to enter her. She began to cry out and I knew I had to be hurting her, but I was past the point of being reasonable or considerate. I wanted to be the one to take her virgin ass just as I had taken her virgin pussy. 

Slowly her tight hole allowed me entrance, gripping with such force I knew my dick was going to be sore and tender. With her being so tight it only took about ten strokes in that velvet vice before I was feeling my balls tighten and I knew I was going to cum. Grabbing tightly to her hips, I gave one hard thrust, burying my rock hard shaft all the way in. Her scream of pain mixed with my scream of pleasure and I could feel my balls empty deep inside of her, spasming as my cum filled her. 

I stood over her for a few moments, catching my breath and coming back to my senses. I pulled out of her and quickly pulled my pants on. As I dressed, I continued to fully enjoy the view she presented. She remained bent over my desk with her beautiful firm ass in the air, her skirt up over her waist and her panties around her ankles. Her pussy was pink and puffy and still very wet with the evidence of her climax. Her tiny ass hole was a deeper pink now and also puffy from the pounding she had just received from my hard dick. Pushing her long dark hair out of her face, she turned around to look at me and I could see in her emerald green eyes the look of satisfaction that said she had just been fucked and fucked well. I know I was surely satisfied but totally spent and was glad my chair was close by so I could sit before my legs gave away. 

She pulled her top back over her breasts, unfortunately taking those wonderful orbs away from my sight and pulled her panties up, pushing her skirt back down to where it barely covered her magnificent ass. Sitting on my lap she purred to me, "Mmmm, Mr. Roberts, that was great." 

Pulling my face to hers, her sensuous mouth found mine and her tongue was quickly darting around inside. 

"I never knew it could be this great." She kept kissing me, her tongue probing while reaching down between my legs to my already hardening dick. "Sure feels like you want some more of me," she said. 

I couldn't believe it myself. To my amazement and great delight, my dick was growing bigger and harder by the minute. In no time at all I was stiff as a board and ready for round two. 

I had just pulled her top up and was sucking one rock hard nipple when in the far off distance I heard my name being called. 

"Edward? Edward? Oh my..." I looked up and there stood Ellen Shapiro, head of the Math Department and my counterpart. 

Michelle quickly pulled her top down, jumped off my lap and ran out the door. 

Ellen stood rigid and glued to the spot. Her mouth was open but nothing was coming out. 

"I can explain," I stammered. 

She finally found her voice. "Yes, I'm sure you can. But not here." She replied and turned and walked out of the door. 

...to be continued...



Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 04



“Ellen. Wait.” I jumped up and ran to her office next to mine.

“I can’t believe what I just saw, Edward. And you of all people.” 

“Let me explain, Ellen. I think I can anyway….I’m not too sure….” My voice trailed off as I really considered how I would explain what just happened and even if I could. 

“Ok, it’s getting late. I’m leaving now. Stop by the house on your way home and we’ll talk then and see if we can make some sense out of this.” She said. 

I returned to my office and straightened up my desk, picking up papers and books that had been knocked to the floor during our passionate lovemaking session. 

“Damn, what is wrong with me?” I admonished myself. “Here I am in my mid-fifties banging for the second time a teen-ager like I was one myself. And she says she’s carrying my child!!” 

Then the reality hit me. “Oh my God! She’s pregnant with my child!” The words kept screaming in my head. “Oh my God! Pregnant! Teen-age girl! My child.”  The room began to spin and I felt nauseous. I sat down and put my head on my desk. “Oh my God…..” The spinning stopped and I lifted my head to look directly at the picture of my wife and daughters. “Oh my God….how am I going to tell Lauren this one?” 

I grabbed my brief case and papers and headed out the door. While walking to my truck I thought, “OK, I’ll go over to Ellen’s and ask her…maybe she can give me some advice, some guidance on what to do.” I had known Ellen long before I had even started teaching. In fact, she was the one that had given the recommendation that landed me the job. She and I had been great friends for several years, and we had spent many hours talking, laughing and I spent more hours consoling her during the rough times she had while her divorce was in process. Ellen was a fun person and I always enjoyed her company and respected her opinion.  Her house was on the way home from school and both Lauren and I had been there many times. Lauren used to kid me how Ellen was flirting with me and wanted to take the relationship a little further, but as far as I was concerned we were only friends.  

I arrived at Ellen’s house only a few minutes after she did. 

“Hi, come on in,” she said. “Get a beer out of the fridge and make yourself at home. I just want to get out of these heels and stockings.” 

I went to the kitchen and grabbed a beer and then sat down in the living room draining the bottle. Ellen came out with a bottle of rum. “I think we might need something a little stronger than beer for what we are about to discuss,” she said. “How about I mix up some Margaritas?” 

I agreed because I knew I needed something strong to settle me down in order to even think about discussing what had happened. We went into the kitchen and made small talk while Ellen got out the blender and mix and ice and began making the drinks.  

“Ok, the first one’s the toughest,” she said and handed me my drink. I threw it down in one gulp. “Hey, you are upset,” she said and poured another drink. It disappeared as quickly as the first. 

“Ok, let’s slow down here,” she told me as she poured a third drink. This time I took my time drinking it, but it was gone in less than three minutes. “Shall I just hand you the full pitcher?” she asked, laughing. 

“No. No. I’m feeling calmer,” I said. And indeed I was feeling a little calmer, and a little warmer. “Ready to talk?” I asked. 

“Sure. Go sit on the sofa and I’ll bring the pitcher into the living room.” 

I sat down on the sofa. Ellen followed behind me and placed the pitcher of Margaritas on the coffee table. She leaned over causing her shirt to open up some and I couldn’t help but glance at her breasts. She was about fifteen years younger than I was in great shape from years of playing racquetball. We had played many games of racquetball with sometimes her winning, sometimes me winning, but having a fun time each game.  

“Like what you see?” she teased me. 

“Busted,” I replied. “Yes, I like what I see. Very nice.” 

“OK, now tell me what happened this afternoon in your office.” 

I told her the whole story, from the beginning where I had taken Michelle over my knee and spanked her to where we had sex in the classroom to the now astonishing news that Michelle was pregnant with my child and I even told her that when she walked into my office, I was beginning round two since I had already fucked the girl only minutes before. I confessed my passion and desire for this young girl and how I didn’t know how to stop it. Ellen said nothing, but kept my glass full and I lost count of how many drinks I had. 

She got up to go to the kitchen to make some more Margaritas. “Oh Edward. I don’t know how you are going to get out of this mess.” She said. She walked behind the sofa and placed her hand on my shoulder. Damn. You are stressed out about this. Your shoulders are hard and full of knots.” 

“Yes. I’m very stressed out about this,” I replied. “I don’t know how I am going to tell Lauren and don’t know what to do about the impending birth of my child.” 

Ellen began rubbing my neck and shoulders. “Oh, that helps a little,” I said. I thought I should be feeling pretty relaxed because I was feeling kind of numb in my feet and hands and there was a slight buzzing in my ears. I closed my eyes and let Ellen massage away the tension I had. 

“Here, lay down on the sofa and I’ll give you a really good massage.” She said. 

The room was feeling very warm and I was beginning to feel fuzzy and very obliging. I laid face down on the sofa and she came around, kneeling in front of me, rubbing my neck and shoulders. I must have dozed off because I could hear Ellen calling my name but it seemed far away and muffled. 

“Turn over,” she said. I turned over onto my back and she began rubbing the front of my neck and my shoulders. 

“Here, it’s easier if I do it this way,” she said, straddling me. 

I closed my eyes, enjoying the massaging and rubbing and feeling myself becoming very relaxed when I felt Ellen’s mouth on mine. I wanted to say “Hey! Are you crazy or what?” but I couldn’t seem to get words to come out of my mouth. I tried to push her away but my arms felt very heavy. She continued kissing me, pushing her tongue into my mouth and once again I began to feel a familiar warmth and stirring in my groin. 

Ellen began to rub my arms, my chest, my stomach and my thighs. Her hand would brush against my dick and I knew she could feel the stiffening. 

“Mmmm, what’s this Edward? Just glad to see me?” she asked laughing. 

Her movements became bolder and soon her hand was rubbing my cock through my pants. She undid my pants, freeing my dick and began rubbing it bare, bringing it to complete hardness. 

“So nice,” she murmured rubbing the tip and feeling the pre-cum. “Bet you would like this….” she said as she bent down and took the head into her mouth. My dick was sore from fucking Michelle’s extraordinary tight pussy and ass but the pleasure Ellen’s mouth was bringing soon made me forget the pain. 

She was an expert at this...placing just the head in her mouth, teasing with her tongue, licking the shaft up and down, then taking my entire dick in her warm soft mouth. I don’t know how she managed that and at this point didn’t really care. I was just enjoying the incredible feeling of her mouth on my cock, driving me wild. 

“I’m going to cum….” I said. 

She continued her assault on my dick, gripping the shaft with her hand and massaging my balls all the while her mouth creating such a sensation I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer. I began thrusting my hips up and grabbed the back of her head. Releasing a moan of pure pleasure, I shot my hot cum into her mouth. I continued to thrust my hips, fucking her mouth, filling her mouth. She continued sucking my cock until I was spent and flaccid. What a blowjob. This woman could give lessons. 

“That was great,” I said. 

“Glad you enjoyed it,” Ellen replied. 

I tried to lift my head off the sofa but the room was really spinning now – I couldn’t tell if it was from the drinks or the fantastic head I had just received.

“Oh, my head…the room…” I said. 

“Just relax. It will pass,” she told me. “A cool shower might help clear your head. Come on with me.” 

She pulled me up and helped me walk to the bedroom. I was groggy – not really feeling myself. 

“Here, let me help you get out of these clothes.” She removed my clothes and there I was standing naked in front of her. She turned and quickly removed all her clothing, revealing one exquisite hard body. Small, but firm breasts with turned up nipples, flat stomach, firm thighs and an ass that could rival Michelle’s. But what held my eyes the most was her completely smooth shaven pussy. 

She pulled me into the shower and the cool water did feel good. I felt like my head would start to clear now. She began to soap me up, spending a lot of extra time with my penis. 

“Oh Ellen, don’t bother,” I said. “It’s dead in the water.” We both had to laugh at that pun. 

“No problem,” she said and continued to wash and rinse me off. “Here, can you get my back, please?” she asked, holding out the soap to me. 

“Sure.” I said and began to wash her back. Her skin felt so soft and slippery and I began to wash more than her back. My hands washed her tight ass and firm breasts but what I really wanted to wash was her smooth pussy. I rubbed her stomach and put my hand on her shaven pussy. It was like satin, so soft and smooth. She moaned and gyrated around as I washed her silkiness and parted her legs to give me easy access inside her. My fingers found her wet and snug. I traveled back to her ass and pushed a finger inside. Her moans got louder and she grabbed my cock, stroking it back to a life I didn’t think it would have again for months! 

I rinsed us both off and took her to her bed, still dripping wet. I had to taste that silky smooth pussy. I pushed her back on the bed and spread her legs, exposing that hairless object of my desire. I had never been with a woman whose pussy was so beautiful. I was glad to see there was no hair covering any of this naked jewel. She was so wet I could smell it. I put my mouth down between her thighs and lightly kissed her pussy lips. So very gently I began to lick her. What a sensation – to lick a bald pussy – to part her outer lips in order to get to the inner sanctuary of her womanliness. 

Her clit was hard and protruding and I teased it with my tongue till she was screaming in ecstasy her pussy juice dripping on my face, running down my chin. Spreading her wider, I drove my tongue into her vagina, tasting her delicious juices. She was bucking her hips and crying out, having back to back orgasms. 

Looking at her great body and eating out the most gorgeous pussy was doing a job on my battered penis. It didn’t seem to care that it had already fucked a teenager both in her pussy and ass, nor did it care that it blew a wad in Ellen’s mouth, it just knew is was getting harder and harder to the point of being painful. I had to have relief and I knew it was right under me. 

I brought my head up to Ellen’s breasts, the nipples already swollen and hard, taking them into my mouth. As great as they felt in my mouth, the pressure to relieve my hard cock took precedence. Wasting no time, I filled Ellen’s pussy with my cock, reveling in the knowledge that it felt as fantastic as it looked. I pounded her hard and she could take every thrust and answer with one of her own. We fucked like two animals in heat, hard and long, until we exploded with simultaneous climaxes.  I collapsed on top of her, feeling that I couldn’t move a muscle in my body. 

“Edward?” 

It was as if some one had thrown a bucket of ice water on me and had lit a fire under me at the same time. I spun around and literally flew off of Ellen’s body to turn to where the voice had come from. There was Lauren, my wife, at the bedroom door. 

…to be continued… 



Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 05



I turned and the fireworks went off in my head. I could hear Ellen talking but couldn't quite make out what she was saying. I know words were coming from my mouth also but I couldn't hear them. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. 

I could see Lauren walking towards the bed. She was wearing her nurses' uniform so I knew she must have just been coming home from work. I stood up next to the bed, leaning on the dresser for support. Ellen was still lying on the bed trying to cover her naked body with a sheet. I heard a scream and then everything began to speed up to normal speed and then seemed to go into some sort of fast motion. 

Lauren was at the side of the bed in what appeared to be a flash. I had never seen her move so fast. There was a fire in her eyes I had never seen before also. 

"Get dressed," she hissed at me. 

I staggered around trying to find my clothes and clumsily putting them on. The screaming continued and I finally realized it was coming from Ellen. Lauren was leaning over her, pounding her face with her fists. Blood was running from Ellen's nose and mouth, her face already beginning to turn red and swelling from the pounding. Lauren finally stopped and wiped her hands on the sheet.

She turned away from Ellen and looked at me. "Let's go." she said. 

I still found it difficult to walk, feeling very sluggish like I was drunk, but I was way ahead of her. The fresh air outdoors felt good in my lungs and my head felt a little clearer. I hurried as fast as I could to my truck. Lauren climbed into her car and followed me home. 

Once in the house she instructed me to immediately strip and get in the shower. She undressed and climbed in with me and began soaping me up. Taking a loofa she started scrubbing me very hard all over – I thought she was going to take at least a layer or two of skin off but knew this was a time when I had better keep quite. 

When she reached down and grabbed my penis I did cry out. My dick was so sore and now was turning a deep purple color with raw red areas on it. I was very grateful when she held it gently and washed it tenderly. Once she was satisfied that I was clean, she rinsed me off and then dried me. 

"Get in the bed," she said. I was thankful for that, as I really wanted to lie down. My head, which had cleared some more, was beginning to ache. I could feel my pulse throb in my temples. I stretched across the bed on my back, the sheet feeling cool and soothing to me. Lauren sat next to me with lotion in her hands and began to rub my shoulders and arms. Her touch brought energy to my very being, soothing me, calming me, loving me. I reached up to touch her face, "Baby girl," I said. She didn't say anything, just continued to rub me until I drifted off blissfully to sleep. 

The next thing I knew my wife was shaking me. "Wake up. It's time for you to get up and go to work." 

"What time is it? What day is it?" I asked. 

"Thursday at 7:30 in the morning. Get up. You have a classroom full of students waiting for you." 

The pounding in my head had gone down and I felt like I could get up and move now. I stood and headed for the bathroom when it hit me – everything hurt! My head, my shoulders, my hips, my knees, and especially the throbbing in my very sensitive dick. I limped on to the bathroom. Damn, did it hurt to pee! My dick was swollen and not because it was aroused. The red areas were sensitive to touch and my shorts hurt it every time I moved. Oh, this was going to be a good day indeed. 

Walking like an old arthritic man, I slowly made it to my office. The department secretary took one look at me and jokingly asked if I had had a rough night celebrating last night. I just smiled and asked her not to talk too loudly. She informed me that Ellen had called in sick and wouldn't be in today which meant I would have to give out some papers to the two classes she taught and pick up assignments. I wasn't too surprised about that but figured if I could make it in, well, then she should be able to make it in also. By now the pain pills Lauren had given me were starting to kick in and I wasn't hurting as badly as before. Teaching was rough that day and I was anxious to get home as soon as possible so I was not looking forward to meeting with one of my students after final class.

When Leslie asked to see me after class I almost blew her off but I couldn't. She was my best student - sharp as a whip and my brightest star. Never missed class, kept a 4.20 average, passed every exam I had given with an A+ or better depending on extra credit. Her homework was always done and always correct. She was one of the few that challenged me, kept me on my toes, pushed me to try harder. A dream student. It was no wonder to me that she had already skipped grades and at the age of 15 was ready to enter into any university she wanted. She was a quiet student, keeping mostly to herself. I guess since she was much younger than the others she didn't fit in with the older crowd. She never spoke up in class except when I called on her and then all her answers were exactly correct. So I was surprised that she wanted to meet with me. 

She remained behind in class after everyone had gone. "Mr. Roberts," she said. "I have always liked and respected you as a person and a teacher. But something has happened that I feel I cannot be silent about any longer." 

My mind was racing trying to figure out what she could possibly be heading towards. "It has to do with you and Michelle." 

Oh my God! I turned and began erasing the blackboard. Anything to move away from that desk where on that fateful afternoon Michelle had presented her body and had given me the gift of her virginity. I had often thought about getting a new or different desk, but didn't know how to approach administration about it. What do you say – hey, I fucked one of my students on my desk and would like a new one please? 

Leslie walked around the desk and stood next to me. She couldn't have been more than five feet tall, with a head full of blonde curls and a mouth full of braces. "Mr. Roberts, please." She said. 

"Ok, Leslie. What is it?" I took a deep breath, trying to slow my heart rate and sat down in my chair and faced her. 

Her brown eyes looked very intense. When she opened her mouth to speak I noticed she had blue rubber bands on her braces that seemed to be the fad at this time. "I overheard Michelle in the bathroom talking to her girlfriend, Janet. She was telling her that she was having sex with you and that you two are going to be married when she graduates." 

I know I must have looked as if I had been hit in the back of the head. My breath was coming in short gasps. 

Leslie continued, "I just couldn't believe that about you Mr. Roberts. You always talk to us about being respectful and honest so I know she must be lying. I know you're not the type of man to do that sort of thing, being married and all." 

I just wanted to crawl under the desk and hide my face. "Leslie..." I began.

"Please let me finish," she said. "So since I knew she had to be lying, I began to do a little research. People think because I am quite and so much younger and smaller and stay to myself that I am stupid, but one thing I do well is listening. People tend to talk a lot and talk even more when they think no one is listening." She hung her head down. "And especially when it's me. But anyway, do you know Brad Thornbush?" 

"Yes, I do." Every one knew Brad Thornbush. Senior student. Tall, handsome, athletic strong body. Lettered in every sport. Every girl in that school and a few of the teachers wanted that young man, along with a few pro sport scouts. "But what does he...." 

"If she's pregnant, then he's the father." She stated. 

"How do you know this?" I asked. 

"Like I said, people talk when they think no one is around. Michelle has let it slip more than once that she and Brad have been together for a few weeks now. And besides, I knew you couldn't be the father. You are just not that kind of person." 

"Are you sure about this?" 

"Very sure, Mr. Roberts. Like I said, people talk when they think you're a nobody." 

I felt as if a weight had been lifted. "Thank you Leslie for telling me this. Thank you for your vote of confidence in me. Thank you for being a great person." I gave her a hug. "And now I need to get home to my wife." 

"You're welcome. I just thought you might wanted to know." She turned to leave. As she walked out of the door, I wondered how much she really knew or suspected. But right now I knew I had to get home. I had some plans to make. 

...to be continued...



Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 06



On the way home I stopped at Ellen's house to drop off the assignments. She answered the door in a sheer housecoat that clung to her fabulous body showing off all her wonderful assets but it was her face that took my attention. It was swollen, both eyes blackened, her lip bruised and cut. 

"Hi," I said, trying to be casual. "Here are the assignments you'll need for tomorrow." 

"Thanks. I would invite you in but under the circumstances..." her voiced trailed off. 

"What circumstances?" I asked, even though I had no intention of ever entering that house again. 

"Your wife will be charged with assault and battery. I've called an attorney already." 

"Oh, Ellen. Come on. She caught us in bed together. How would you expect her to react?" 

"Well, maybe you can come in and talk me out of it." She said, letting the housecoat fall open, exposing that beautiful smooth pussy.

My dick responded almost immediately and I could feel myself becoming light headed. Fighting the feelings, I told her "no, I don't think so." I turned and walked back to my truck and headed home. 

I arrived home just as Lauren was pulling into the driveway. 

"Feel better now?" she asked. 

I assured her I felt much better but needed to talk. We came inside, changed clothes and began fixing dinner. 

"So what do you want to talk about?" she asked. 

I told her I had gone by Ellen's to drop off some paperwork and that I didn't go into the house and that I never planned to go into her house again and that unfortunately our friendship was over. I also told her about how Ellen was planning on pressing charges against her. 

"Oh, I don't think so," she replied. She reached over and showed me a small bottle with about 6 pills in it. 

"What's this?" I asked. 

"Roofies, date rape pills. She drugged you." She said. "Why don't you call Ellen with this little bit of information and tell her you have her pills. She might want to reconsider calling her attorney." 

I wasted no time getting to the phone. After a quick conversation, Ellen was begging me not to press charges against her. 

"Well done, baby girl. But how did you know?" I asked. 

"A few days ago Ellen had asked me about that sauce we had used at the bar-b-que last time she was here. I told I would get some for her next time I was at the store. Well, I happened to remember to get some yesterday and was going by her house to drop it off. I was surprised to see your truck there but went on up to the door and knocked. No one answered so I thought maybe you were around back by the pool so I went inside and was going to put the sauce on the kitchen counter. I noticed the blender and the Margarita mix and the booze and started wondering what was going on? I looked around and noticed this bottle on the windowsill. I was pretty sure at that time I knew what they were, but wanted to be positive so I put them in my pocket till I could check them out later. I then heard your voices." 

Lauren paused, taking a deep breath. "It was quite a sight seeing my husband's head between another woman's legs. It was as if I was rooted to that spot and couldn't move. It was like seeing a bad accident. You want to look away but you can't. I had to stand there and watch you, hearing her moans of delight and seeing you fuck her hard and furiously. But I knew this wasn't your behavior. In your right mind there is no way you would have ever crossed that line with Ellen. You had known her too long and liked her too much as a friend to risk it for sex. That's when I realized my first thoughts about the pills must be correct. She had drugged you with the pills. I always told you she wanted to be more than friends." 

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you." I said, hugging her tightly. "You know you are the only one I love." 

"Yes. But unfortunately, I am not the only one you fuck." 

"I promise you my baby girl, you will be from now on. But I have to ask that you trust me because there is some business I have to take care of with Michelle." 

"What do you have planned?" she asked me. 

"Come." I took her hand and led her to the bedroom. I went in the closet and retrieved the wooden paddle. Lauren looked at me and her eyes got wide, her hands moving around to her rear to cover it. And with good reason. There had been times when she had stepped out of line and needed a reminder. At those time, when discipline was needed, she had been over my knees and on the receiving end of this paddle more than once and knew the pain it could bring and the damage it could do. More than a few times her ass was set on fire as the paddle was placed with force on her bare bottom, leaving welts and bruises and making it very uncomfortable to sit for a couple of days afterwards. 

"What are you planning to do with that?" She asked. 

"Oh my little girl, this is not for your bottom. Not this time, anyway." I gave her a playful tap with the paddle on her rear. "This paddle has a date with Michelle. I have other plans for you. Come here." 

I pulled her on top of me and begin kissing her mouth and face removing her top and bra as I did. My mouth found her large soft nipples and begin sucking and biting on them causing the nipples to harden like little berries in my mouth. I knew she liked her breasts sucked and bitten on and I continued giving her the pleasure I knew she was enjoying. As much as I wanted to make love to my wife, I knew my dick was still recovering and I would not be able to enter her. 

Pulling her pants down, I placed my hand between her legs just barely touching her pussy lips. She began moaning and grinding against my hand. She was so wet. I placed a finger inside her warm, wet pussy and felt her beginning to squirm and move her hips around more forcefully. I inserted another finger easily and then a third one. She was crying out and thrashing around and as I began to suck on her nipples I felt a gush of wetness on my hand and I knew she had come. Without giving her time to react I moved my head between her legs and began biting and sucking on her pussy lips. I would have really liked to ask her to maybe start shaving hers but didn't think this was a good time to mention it. I continued licking and sucking her pussy lips, teasing her clit, pushing my tongue into her wet, slick vagina until she cried out from what was to be one of the many more orgasms she was to experience as the night progressed. 

 be continued...



Those Who Can Teach... Ch. 07



I arrived at school feeling much better. I know my wife was feeling the after affects of the night because she told me how sore her bottom was. I liked knowing she would be reminded of me every time she sat down. 

The day went by pretty quickly. There were playoffs after school so every one was getting in the mood for the big game. At the beginning of my final class I told Michelle I wanted to see her after class. She smiled and said sure. All through class she kept opening her great legs to make sure I got a good view of her fantastic pussy. I tried not to look, but damn, I’m a man and she looks spectacular. At the end of the period every one left the class but Michelle.

“Come with me, Michelle.” I said. “Let’s go to my office.” 

“Great Mr. Roberts. As I recall, last time I was in your office it was very enjoyable.” She said. 

“Yes,” I thought to myself. “It certainly was very enjoyable.” 

The Math building was empty, since every one had headed out to watch the game. My office was on the far end of the hallway, quiet, kind of private and out of the way. I was pretty sure we wouldn’t be disturbed. She walked ahead of me into my office and I was having a hard time watching where I was walking, I was so busy looking at her. Her legs were so shapely and her ass was so tight it barely wiggled when she walked. I was just inside my office closing the door when she turned and pulled her top off, standing there in just her short skirt. Just looking at her marvelous young breasts caused my dick to rapidly stand at attention. 

“Miss these?” she teased, holding her breasts out to me. 

“How about this?” She quickly pulled her skirt down and stood before me totally naked. 

Her teenage body was a marvel to behold. I looked her up and down, taking in all she had to offer. Those firm breasts, that slim waist, flat stomach, beautiful pussy and legs that seemed to go on forever. My breath began coming in short gasps and my dick was throbbing so hard I thought I was going to come in my pants.  All I wanted to do was bury my rock hard cock deep in her fabulous cunt, to feel its tightness gripping me in a pleasure vice. I leaned over to take her nipple in my mouth and ran my hands over her firm round ass thinking about how my cock would like to be parting those cheeks and filling her ass. It was then I caught a glimpse of the picture of my wife and daughters on my desk and it was as if a thunderbolt had cracked overhead. 

I pulled back from Michelle’s breasts and looked her in the eyes. Even her green eyes were so distracting I had to call on all the reserve I could muster. It was then I recalled the reason for bringing her to my office. 

“Michelle,” I said as I grabbed her arm. “You’re not pregnant are you?” 

Her eyes widened as she tried to pull away from me. 

“Answer me!” I said. 

“No. No, I’m not.” She said. 

“Why did you lie about it?” I demanded. 

Her eyes were hard and bright. “Because you are always preaching to us to be respectful and honest and fair and I hated hearing you say those things so I thought I would teach YOU a lesson for a change. And I did.” 

She laughed and run her hands over her breasts down to her pussy. “You were so easy, too. You couldn’t get enough of this tight firm body. You fucked me and I had you running scared like the old man you are.”  

“Yes, you did Michelle.” I said. “Yes, you are correct about that tight, firm body. Fucking you was one of the most pleasurable things I have done in my life. Yes, you scared me. Yes, you taught me a lesson. And now I’ve learned my lesson. Let’s see if you’ll learn yours.” 

“What are you talking about?” she asked. 

She watched as I went to my briefcase and pulled out the paddle. 

“You thought the spanking you got several weeks ago was fun, didn’t you? Wait till you see the one you’re getting today.” 

I sat in my chair and pulled her delightful naked body across my lap. Despite what I was getting ready to do, the view was still magnificent. Beginning with my hand, I spanked her round firm bottom till it was hot and red and she was squirming and kicking with tears running down her face. She was crying and pleading with me to stop but I knew for the paddle to be really effective, I needed to warm her ass up with my hand.  After I felt she was properly prepared, I reached for the paddle ready to introduce its effectiveness to her. 

The first smack took her by surprise because no sound came out of her mouth. However, the subsequent blows brought plenty of yelling and crying. I delivered some very good, hard hits on her ass which was now beet red with welts from the holes and starting to show the deep purple bruising. After I thought she had had enough I stood her up and turned her to face me. 

“Did you enjoy this spanking Michelle?” I asked. 

She was crying so hard she couldn’t answer, but shook her head no. 

“Get dressed,” I told her. 

I watched as she reached for her top. Even with her crying and carrying on, her naked body took my breath away. My dick was still raging hard, and had gotten even harder from the spanking I had just given her. I sat back and took in the lovely vision as she lifted her arms to put on her top, causing her already firm breasts to sit up even higher. The nipples hardened in protest as the material was pulled down over them. I sighed deeply as she placed her long shapely legs into the short skirt. 

“Well,” I thought. “It’s not as if I won’t get to see those legs any more. She’ll be showing them off every day in school anyway.” 

Looking at her ass, even red and covered with welts and now starting to show the first shades of bruising, didn’t calm the stirring in my pants. 

But a glance at the picture of my wife and daughters soon brought me back to my senses. 

“It’s over Michelle. As of now. Do you understand me?” I asked.

“Yes sir.” She replied. 

“No more games. No more playing. No more lying. And this will go no further than this room.” I continued. “You may go.” 

She turned and I watched her take that incredible body out of my office. Sighing, I turned and placed the paddle back in the briefcase. I had a wife with a pretty nice ass herself at home waiting for me. 

Of course this can not be the end……………