3 comments/ 68941 views/ 4 favorites The Schoolmarm By: GloriaWill The summer was over and I was excited about the kids coming back to school. I teach in a one room school house that has students from their first year to graduation. Twenty kids are supposed to be in class this year, three more than last year. The year is 1881 and I live in a small town in the Midwest. Teaching wasn't what I wanted to do with my life and I got here by a series of events. I wanted to have my own hat shop in New York City, but I fell in love with and married a US marshal and we were sent out west. We were only here a year when he was killed during a shoot out with some outlaws. I found myself half way across the country with no one to support me and with little means to get back to the east coast. The town fathers offered me the teaching position with room and board, if I agree to stay for two years. Not having much choice I agreed. As it turned out I really enjoyed teaching the children and they seemed to respond to me. The school house is on the edge of town and just a short distance from it is a cute little two room cottage that I live in. I added enough female touches to it that it's very comfortable for me. Any major repairs are done by men from the town. I've been able to save some money so I can move on someday, now not sure if I want to go back east or be more adventurous and head to the west coast. My name is Gloria Nice, the students call me Mrs. Nice and everyone else calls me Gloria. Some of the men call me Miss Gloria, but not sure why. I'm 25 years old. I have long blond hair that I wear up. I've been complimented on my looks and my husband said people would go wild if they knew how good I looked naked. I miss that man! A few of the local gentlemen have shown interest in me at church functions, but I think they're little intimidated by my education, since most of them had little or no formal education. I would never look down on anyone because of that as long as they were good hard working individuals. They'll dance with me and enjoy church picnics with me, but no one shows up at my door and picks me up and carries me to the bedroom and has their way with me. Not sure I would want it to go that far, but I do miss having someone make love to me. I stay active helping my students and even teaching some of the adults one night a week at the community hall. I'm helping two men with their reading and two women with arithmetic. I teach Sunday school every Sunday morning. Not to sound conceited, but I would say I'm very well like and respected in the area. I have one little dirty secret! Not too far from my home runs a small stream with cool fresh water. After a hot summer day I would walk upstream approximately a half mile or so to a spot I fell in love with the first time I saw it. Trees surround a bend in the stream and there was a calm pool of water that was right under some over hanging trees. There was grass on the bank and it was out of sight of anyone that happened to be coming up stream or down. It reminded me of a brook I would swim in with my sisters when growing up. I spend time there when possible, in the nude! That in it's self is shocking enough, but one day there was prying eyes watching me. I arrived at my special spot after a long hot day. I couldn't get out of my dress and petticoats fast enough. I stood in the water up to my knees preparing to dip my body into the chilly water when I heard a branch snap. I quickly looked to where I heard the sound and saw the butt of someone scrambling away. It happened so fast that I didn't even react, I stood in place. When I was convinced that they were gone I went into the water and floated around keeping an eye out for any intruders. After washing up, I dressed and went back home. That night while lying in bed I found myself touching myself between my legs thinking about who was it that was spying on me. I found the idea very stimulating and let my fingers explore my womanhood. I'm going to hell for sure! The following Sunday after Sunday school I went home, had a bite to eat and decided it would be a prefect time to cool off in the stream. I was about half way to my spot when I saw three of my 18 year old male students scampering ahead of me and ducking into the trees along the waters edge. I walked past where they hid, but didn't see anyone. When I got to my spot I noticed right away the boys hiding in the tree line on the opposite bank. I should have chased them away or just gave up my plan to cool off, but I didn't. I removed my shoes, petticoats and top, up this point I wasn't sure if I had enough nerve to remove more. I then began to feel the tingling between my legs and knew I was going to be bad. I took off the remaining clothing and stood before my three hidden students completely naked. I walked into the stream and splashed water on my body; I dipped down to clean between my legs knowing full well their eyes were on my every move. All of a sudden I heard a loud sneeze and two other voices telling someone to shut up. I couldn't ignore the situation so I yelled in their direction. "Boys get over here right away and I mean it!" They all stood up not knowing where to look or what to do. "Don't just stand there get over here now," I said as I turned my back on them and walk to the embankment. They walked across the stream and stood right in front of me, all three looking down at their feet. "How dare you peek at me while I'm bathing," I said. They said nothing, but Tommy did look up but never got past my breasts. I could feel a warm flush come over me. I wasn't really mad at them, but I had to act like I was, after all I'm their teacher. "Tommy, Jacob, Daniel, look at me," I said in a forceful tone. "Do you know how wrong it is to be peeking at me?" I asked. They answered at different times "Yes Mrs. Nice." "What would your parents say and the minister if I told them what you did?" Daniel said "my dad would whip me but good," and the others agreed. "Boys what is it you have hiding in your pants? "I said while pointing between there legs where all three had erections... "Nothing Ma'am," said Tommy. "I know I'm not looking at nothing, what am I to do with you boys," not expecting an answer, but got an "I don't know," from Jacob. My nipples were so hard and I could feel myself getting wet between my legs. "Boys since you've seen me naked I think it would only be fair if you show me what you have hidden in your pants," I said. They looked at each other and then at me and started to pull down their pants. Three beautiful penises in all their glory were sticking out at me. "My, my you are such grown men," I said, and saw three young faces wearing proud grins. "Have you ever seen a naked woman before," I asked. Tommy said he saw his mom a few times and apparently the others boys have seen their moms too. Jacob said he's seen his sisters when bathing. "Do you like looking at me?" I asked. They all said in one way or other that they did. "Then look at me, don't be shy," I said and stood back with my hands on my hips. They looked at me and I could see their tools getting harder. I walked up close to them and took Tommy's cock in my hand and gave it a squeeze. I then let it go and with one hand held Jacobs cock and with the other Daniels. "You boys are so nice to touch," I said. I let go of their penises, but I wanted to suck each one of them, but that would be going way too far, as if doing what I already did wasn't bad enough. "Okay boy's, I'm not going to tell on you," I said, and could see the relief in their faces. But don't you tell a living soul what we did here today or you'll be in more trouble than you can imagine. Now pull up your pants and go home," I said. I got dressed and walked towards church for an evening meeting, as I passed the general store and the other shops people would wave and say hello. I would smile and wave back and exchange their greetings. When I arrived at church I was received warmly and sat in the pew and exchanged smiles with the towns people. If they only knew my dirty little secret. The Schoolmarm Ch. 02 It was early fall and the end of a school day. I was cleaning up my desk in the classroom when the minister's wife walked in. "Hello Gloria, I was walking by and thought I would stop in and say hello." "Hi Noreen, I could use some time with an adult," I said with a smile. Noreen White was about my age or a few years older, I'm 23. Being a minister's wife she didn't accent her attractiveness, but her beauty was so natural it couldn't be hidden by her prim clothing and her red hair worn pulled back in a bun. She was a friendly woman and we've enjoyed each others company at some of the church functions. Her husband was about 10 years older than her and not half as nice, but he does have to instill the wrath of God in us every Sunday, so being too nice I guess wouldn't work. He's not a bad man just not a lot of fun. Noreen said, "One thing I do have to tell you is that the town is going to have a few of the men fix the roof on your cabin and it might take a few days, would like you stay with the reverend and me while the work is being done?" "Do you have enough room, it would be such an inconvenience for the both of you," I said. "You can stay in the spare room in the church hall," She said. I agreed, not really having much of a choice, but I told her it would be wonderful. We continued to chat about different topics until she realized she had to run along. I closed up the school shortly after she left and walked to my cabin which was only a few 100 feet away. Being the town "schoolmarm" has been a blessing to me, but it does come with its restrictions. I was a widow and didn't have enough money to return home when my husband was killed. I was lucky enough to be offered the position for two years which included the cabin I'm living in. The restrictions are I get lonely for some excitement. I did have a very exciting adventure with three of my older students during the summer, but that was only a one time thing. How many times can I touch myself at night thinking about that one afternoon? The men came to fix my roof bright and early in the morning. They loaded my one bag in their wagon and drove me to the Ministers house. While we were approaching the house the Reverend White was leaving in his buggy, he waved and kept going. Noreen opened the door before I had a chance to knock and helped me bring my bag inside. "I'm so glad the men drove you here this bag weighs a ton," she said while laughing. "Just a few things I might need,"I said. "The Reverend will be away, he had to go to the next county, so you can stay here. It'll be more comfortable then the room in the hall," she told me. "As long as you don't mind, sounds good to me." I never realized that there two bedrooms in their home. We dropped my bag in one of the rooms and then went into the kitchen and had a cup of tea. She told me she had to visit a family that was having a streak of bad luck and she wanted to deliver a food basket. "We'll have to harness the horse and use the old buggy," she said. "I can do that while you pack the food," I said. We talked and laughed on the ride. I told her that I went to a girl's boarding school when I was a youngster. She told me about her early days, which were very reserve, so I didn't mention the things I did, didn't want to shock her. The home we went to was just a mile or so on the edge of town. When we arrived and just about at the door, a young handsome man answered. Noreen said she was here to see Mrs. Clayton. He told us that was his grandmother and introduced himself to us as he let us in. Mrs. Clayton was an elderly women and she was sitting in a chair with a cover over her legs to remove the chill, even though the cabin was very comfortable. She was proud as could be about her grandson who we found out was 22 years old, was named Jessie after his father, and traveled three days to check in on her and make sure she was okay. He told us he wanted her to come home with him so he and his wife, Damn, could take care of her. Noreen and I sat on the settee opposite Mrs. Clayton and Jessie excused himself so he could clean off after doing some neglected chores. He went into a room that Noreen and I could see when we looked past Mrs. Clayton. Jessie left the door half opened, but he was out of view. While the three of us were chatting I saw Jessie walk by the open door with his pants on, but bare chested, I don't know if Noreen saw him or not. A short time later he walked by the door again and he was completely naked! I know Noreen saw him then because she jumped like she was hit by lightening. I had to casually cover my mouth with my hand so I wouldn't laugh. He was drying his hair with a towel and tuned his back to us so we were both looking at his bare butt. I was enjoying this. He moved out of sight again and a minute later he was standing in front of the door again giving us a full frontal view. His cock was swinging between his legs as he; I was beginning to think, pretending to be drying off. He never looked up or gave me any real knowledge that he was doing it on purpose, but come on now! H e moved out of sight again, but the next time we saw him he was fully dressed and coming back into the room. We visited for a while with both of them and then said our good-byes. Noreen told Jessie to be sure to tell her when he would be leaving with his grandmother so she wouldn't worry. He said he would. He walked us out to the buggy and as we were pulling away he gave us a smile that made me think the naked show was on purpose. I was feeling a little damp to say the least. We didn't say anything for a few minutes until Noreen said "Gloria, did you see that?" "Yes I saw it and it was beautiful," I answered. "What was beautiful?" "His big cock," I said. "Oh my God Gloria, you're awful. I wasn't referring to just that part of him I meant the whole situation." "It was very exciting," I said. "I was shocked to death, I never saw a man like that," she said. "You mean you didn't look?" I asked. "Well, no I did look," she said and was blushing a nice beet red. "You've seen your husband like that for sure," I asked. "Oh goodness no, the reverend is always a gentleman. I just laughed and let the subject drop and we rode without saying much. I glanced over at her and at the same time just looked my way and we both burst out laughing! "Gloria that will be a sight I'll never forget." "That will be a sight I don't want to forget," I said with a grin. "Gloria you're just awful," she said while laughing. After a busy day we made a light supper and were in the sitting room in front of the fireplace sipping a special treat of hot chocolate. The evenings become chilly so the fire warmth was welcome. We were both in robes and wearing slippers. I just had my drawers and a chemise on underneath. Noreen was wearing an ankle length nightshirt under her robe. During the day I would notice Noreen would have a blush and I know darn well see must have been thinking about our little episode with Jessie earlier in the day. I found my mind drifting to the vision of his cock and balls. I'm not sure if I was blushing along with Noreen or not. We were both sitting in our own thoughts when Noreen said, "Am I a bad person for thinking about what we saw this morning and enjoying it?" "Of course not you had no control of what we saw," I said. "I realize that, but I've been thinking that I liked seeing it," "It?" I said knowing exactly what she was talking about, but wanted to tease her some. "Yes, It, you know his thing," "You've been thinking about his thing?" I asked, enjoying this. "Yes his thing and behind and his bare chest," she blurted out. "Noreen, I've been thinking about the same things you have," I said. "Gloria I think he was walking around naked like that on purpose, just so we would see him!" "I think you're right about that, he had to realize the door was open and we could look in." "Why would he do such a thing like that?" she asked. "I heard that some men like to have women look at their thing." "Oh how awful," she said, but not with a lot of conviction. "I didn't think it was so awful I rather enjoyed it, it's not everyday you get to see a handsome man naked" I said. "It was different and Gloria I have to confess, I was shocked at the time, but remembering what I saw has been pleasurable," "I wonder if he would do it again for us," I said, more thinking out loud than having an actual plan. "Do you think he would Gloria?" Noreen said. "If he likes doing that stuff I'm sure he would, but he's leaving soon and the reverend will be home tomorrow morning for church services. So the timing is all off even if he wanted to," I said. "One of the Deacons is giving the service tomorrow didn't I tell you? My husband will be away until Tuesday"' Noreen said, like she's ready to do it. "After services tomorrow wewill ride out to Mrs. Clayton's home again," I said. "Then what would we do? We can't just say we want to see your thing again!" "Why not?" I answered. After Sunday school and the Sunday service Noreen and I rode out of town. "I can't believe we're even thinking about doing this, the schoolmarm and the preacher's wife, oh my God." "I know Noreen, but I think if we didn't when we're old ladies we'll be kicking our own butts for not trying," I said with a laugh. We pulled up to the house and walked to the door and knocked. We heard Mrs. Clayton tell us to come in. She was sitting where she was yesterday, but wearing fresh clothes and had a cup of tea next to her. "Hello ladies, I didn't think I would see you again so soon," she said. Noreen answered that we had to come out this way and it would be a shame not to stop in and say hello to you and Jessie." "That's so sweet; Jessie is out in the barn working on my wagon. You can go out there to say hello if you like," she said. We talked with her for awhile then excused ourselves saying we had to go, but we would stick our heads in the barn and say hello to Jessie. The barn door was open and we both walked in to see Jessie hammering the wheel hub on. He seemed startled to see us at first, but greeted us with a big smile saying what a pleasure it was to see us again. "It's a pleasure to see you again too," I said. We told him the same story we told his grandmother about being in the area. "Jessie you seem like a nice man, so I'm going to come right out and say what I have to say and hope you don't get mad," I said. He had a look of concern on his face, but said "I can't imagine what you could say that would get me mad," and gave us that smile again. "Yesterday when we were here and you were in the bedroom getting cleaned up we both could see you naked," I said. "I'm so sorry ladies, how stupid of me, I'm sorry if you were offended." "Well actually we both liked what we saw," I said with a timid smile. Noreen was standing there the whole time, I swear not breathing! So with a big smile he said" so you came here to tell me that you enjoyed seeing me naked?" "Yes we did" Noreen managed to say. "I'm glad you two beautiful women weren't traumatized, so that's it?" he said. "No, we want to see you naked again," I said. He looked at me like I just spoke a different language. "You want me to get naked for you two ladies?" "Yes that would be correct," said Noreen. He laughed out loud and shook his head, then looked at us and said" I'd love to." We moved to the rear of the barn and Noreen and I sat on a bale of hay and Jessie stood in front of us. "So should I just get undressed?" asked Jessie. "You can start by slowly taking off your shirt," I said He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. He was lean and had a nice patch of hair on his chest. He started to unbutton his pants and I could feel myself getting flushed, Noreen was glowing. He turned his back to us and removed his pants. He had a firm butt and strong well muscled legs. He turned to face us and his cock was sticking straight up. Noreen let out a gasp and when I looked towards her, her eyes were glued to Jessie's cock. It was long and thick and his balls pubic area was covered with light brown hair. "Lady's I like that you're looking at me, but could you lift your skirts to give me some inspiration?" "Oh my God no," said Noreen. "Yes," I answered. Noreen looked at me like she heard me wrong, but I just smiled back. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my skirt and petticoats and pulled them up to my waist, past my stocking tops. I wasn't wearing any drawers. Noreen was watching me with her mouth open. "Gloria, could you spread your legs so I can get a better look?" I parted my legs so he could look all the way up. "Ah what a beautiful sight that is," Jessie said with a smile, "and you sweet Noreen would you lift your skirt for me?" "I couldn't do such a thing," she said. "I'm standing here with my cock and balls out for your inspection and Gloria is showing me her womanhood," he said. "Oh my God I've never done such a thing, "she said. "Only do what you're comfortable with," I told her," I for one find this to be very exciting, but I'm a little uncomfortable holding my skirt up." I stood up and untied my skirt and took it off. I then stepped out of my petticoats and placed them on the bale of hay I was sitting on. I stood before both of them with my bottom exposed. Jessie had a big grin on his face and Noreen was looking at me, but I couldn't tell if her look was shock or desire. "I know I will end up in hell for sure, but at least I'll know Gloria down there. I'll take my skirt off too." declared Noreen. She stood up and untied her skirt and took it off. She hesitated for a moment but continued removing her petticoats and she tossed them on her hay bale. She was wearing drawers that went to her knees, she looked over at me and I told her go ahead do it. She untied her drawers and turned her back to us and let them drop to the floor. She had a beautiful well rounded behind, which was so white I bet it never saw the light of day. She slowly turned around and let us see her womanhood that had a sparse patch of red hair on it. "You are absolutely stunning," Jessie said, and I agreed. She sat down on the hay bale with her knees together. I sat down also but spread my legs so Jessie could see all of me. Noreen must have seen Jessie's eyes move over to me when I spread my legs and I noticed she slowly spread her legs too. "Jessie I have a question for you," I said. "Ask," he said. "When we saw you naked yesterday how come your cock wasn't hard?" "Well for two reason's, one was because I was worried one of you would say something and my grandmother would be embarrassed by me, and two I just let me say relieved myself shortly before then." "Your thing didn't get hard because you peed?" asked Noreen Jessie laughed and said, "I didn't pee I made my self cum." "I don't understand," said Noreen. "Jessie, why don't you show us," I said with a grin. He took his cock in his right hand and started to slowly stroke it up and down, with the other hand he played with is balls. I moved my hand between my legs and started rub myself. Noreen looked over at me and asked what I was doing. I told her to touch herself down there and she would find a magical spot .Her hand moved down and into her patch of red hair. This had to be first for Jessie also, his eyes were moving from me to Noreen as he stroked himself. I saw Noreen's hand start to move faster and so did mine. I could tell by the quickness of his stroking he was about to shoot. "Noreen, look what happens," I said. I really didn't have to tell her because her eyes never Jessie's cock. With a sudden jerk a load of sperm shot out of him and landed on my thighs, several more streams of the hot juices landed on me. Noreen let out a cry from seeing the exploding cock and from relieving herself. I dipped my fingers in the sperm on my thigh and rubbed it on my pubic hairs as I continued to move my hand in a circular motion over my magic spot. I also cried out when I felt the lovely explosion release inside me. Jessie sat back on a hay bale; we were stunned by what just happened. Noreen and I were still reclined with our legs open and our wetness leaking out. Jessie's cock wasn't sticking straight up any more. "Lady's give me a little time and maybe I'll be ready to give you both some real action." "Jessie, I think we corrupted Noreen enough in one day," I said laughing. "Oh my God, what was that I just did to myself," Noreen asked with a grin on her face. "I'll explain it to you on the ride home," I said. "We better get back before dark or people will start to worry," I said. Without saying anything we all put our clothing on and walked out to our buggy. "Jessie too bad you have to leave in the next day or two," I said. "Lady's you sure make it difficult to leave I can tell you that, but even though grandma will be coming home with me I'll be coming back from time to time to make sure the house is in good repair until we deicide what to do with it." "You be sure to let us know when you're back in town," said Noreen with a smile. Jessie and I both smiled back at her. Noreen and I boarded the buggy and drove back home. I told her what I knew about the magic spot and she said she was sure she'll try it out again when thinking about this afternoon. The Schoolmarm Ch. 03 I was riding back into town in a one horse buggy that the owner of the livery stable let me borrow. His daughter is one of my students. I was retuning from talking with the father of another student of mine. He wanted his son to quit school so he could do more work on their farm. I understand how he felt; it's a common situation out here. I told him I would be more than happy to tutor his son on Saturday's at any time that he said would be okay. I think he was relieved by my offer and he even relented in letting his son come to school two or three times a week. I was feeling happy about my successful visit when I heard a loud clap of thunder. It spooked the horse a little but I was able to control him. Then the skies open up with torrential rain. I mean it was coming down in buckets and I was getting soaking wet. I realized that Mrs. Brown's ranch was just a few miles away and I headed right for it. I drove the buggy right up to the barn door, hopped out and unharnessed the horse and put him in an empty stall. I hope I wasn't breaking some kind of western law. I made a quick dash to the front of the house and stood under the roof covering the porch trying to catch my breath, I'm only 23, but it was hard work! The front door opened and Mrs. Brown was looking at me and not saying anything, it took a minute looking at the drowned rat on her porch to realize it was me. Mrs. Nice get in here right away, I didn't recognize you at first," she said with a laugh. Lightening flashed, followed by more thunder as I entered her home. "This is no storm to be out in," she said. "It came up on me all of a sudden," I said, I put my horse in your barn I hope that's alright." "That's what it's there for Honey," she said. "I just didn't want to something wasn't right." "You schoolmarms worry about the craziest things, she said; now let's get you in some dry clothing." I was getting a chill from the cold rain soaked clothing. "Go get undressed in front of the fire and I'll fetch you something to wear," she said. "I don't want to stand here naked if someone should come," I said. "My boy's would think they died and went to heaven if they saw you standing there naked, but don't worry about the men they won't be home for days. They're taking some cattle to the market, now strip." Mrs. Brown looked different than how she spoke. I guess being around her husband and three sons made her a little gruff. As for her appearance she would turn heads in any city in the world. Her face was beautiful, long dark hair and I could tell from the shirt and pants she was wearing that she had a well rounded body. I would guess her to be in her mid to late 40's. I was down to my chemise and drawers when she came in from the other room with some clothing. "Don't be shy girl, take off those wet things." I untied my chemise and let it drop, then pulled down my drawers, and there I stood totally naked. I must say the warmth from the fireplace on my wet skin felt good. She tossed me a towel to dry off with. I might have been wrong, but I think her eyes were giving my breasts and private area the once over. "You get dressed and I'll make us some tea." I put a mans shirt on and a pair of men's pants and heavy socks. I didn't look like much, but I was comfortable. "Those clothes belong to my son Jeb, she said while walking into the room with two mugs of tea, you still look cute as can be even in his clothes." Even though it was mid afternoon it was almost dark out from the storm, lightening flashes and thunder and buckets of rain. " You might as well plan on staying the night Mrs. Nice, because this isn't going to clear up any time soon." "Please Mrs. Brown call me Gloria," I said. "Okay as long as you call be Becca, that's short for Rebecca." "Okay Becca it's a deal," We sat at her table and talked while the storm raged on. I told her how I met my husband and was sent out west. She knew he was a US Marshall and was killed in a shoot out, but listened when I told her about it any way. She seemed very interested when I told her I went to a girls boarding school, but I couldn't tell why the interest. She in turn told me about her childhood right up to what she had for breakfast that morning, the woman could talk! I did like her though. She made us a light dinner which was delicious. Then offered me an alcohol drink which she said "has a kick to it." I took a drink and almost spit it out; I couldn't even describe the taste or the burning down my throat. She laughed and said" told ya." Oddly enough after the first drink, I think it numbed everything, the second and the third swallow went down better. She stepped out of the room for some reason and I was looking around the maim room we were sitting in. By the way it was very nice and large, meaning more room than most homes in the area. I was looking at her bookcase when she entered the room "Who's the reader?" I asked," You have a lot of books here." "I do all the reading, can't get enough to read though, some of them I've read several times." "I have some books I'll bring them out sometime," I offered. "Have anything that might be a little erotic?" she asked with a grin. "Ah, no I don't, I haven't even seen anything like that since boarding school, "I said. "I like a little spicy reading sometimes," she said. "Gloria, can you keep a secret?" she asked. "Yes, of course," I said. "I have a collection of erotic stories and drawings a lady gave me several years ago. I keep it hidden so the boy's won't drop dead knowing Mom likes this stuff," She said laughing. "Can I see them?" I asked. I really was curious what she thought was erotic, the ones we had at boarding school were pure smut, and we loved it. She went in another room and came out with a basket that had ribbons and bows in it. Under them was hidden several printed journals. She handed me one and I opened it to see a printed sketch of two nude women looking a naked man with the huge erection. The right page had the beginning of a story. In boarding school after the lights were out we would light a candle and take turns reading the stories out loud. I was good at it, the correct voice inflections I was told. "Becca, I know you've read the stories before, but how about if you sit back and relax and I will read one to you." "I think I would like that," she said. Neither one of us were feeling any pain from the drinks. I read the story to her and apparently I haven't lost my touch in reading them. She was getting flushed and I could see her nipples were getting hard. I also found out why she was interested in my boarding school days. The story was about three young ladies in boarding school, they would have sex with each other and with the head mistress. I was getting wet from the reading, and the drawings that went with it were very sexy indeed. "I never thought a schoolmarm would make me wet," laughed Becca. "God it's hot in here, not sure if it's the drink or the company, but I want to get undressed," I found myself saying. "Well honey you go right ahead," she said. I stood up the best I could, I was getting very tipsy, and pulled my pants down first, then took the socks off. Becca was looking at me and I was enjoying that, I unbuttoned the shirt and took it off. "Becca, don't make me be naked by myself" I said, with a purr. She didn't answer me, just looked, I guess trying to decide if she should or not. She took another sip of her drink, by the time she set it down I was right in front of her and leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips. She kissed me back, then stood up and held me. "Becca I was thinking you were trying to seduce me, "I said. "You're a smart girl Gloria, I was actually, seeing a nude woman and doing things with her is something I always thought about in my private thoughts, but I've never done anything and don't know what to do," she said. "Well let's experiment together, I said with a grin, and started to unbutton her shirt. As I was removing her shirt she was busy taking her belt off and pulling down her pants. We stood facing each other both naked. He breasts were round and heavy with dark nipples. She had a tummy but it looked just right on her body. She also had a thick patch of dark curly pubic hair. My pubic hair in contrast was light brown and I didn't have as much. We stepped closer to each other and she took me in her arms and gave me a full kiss on my lips, it was now my turn to kiss back. I reached around her and held her butt cheeks in my hands. She took my lead and did the same thing to me. Our breasts were pressed together and I could feel her nipples pressing against mine. "Oh, this is wonderful, "I said, between kisses. "You have know idea how you make me feel, I want to see all of you," she said. "Okay I want you to see all of me, sit in the chair," she sat and I moved my chair in front of hers I sat down and spread my legs so my slit opened and she could see inside of my lips. I rubbed myself while she looked. "I thought I was the only person that did that with my hand down there," she said. "I do it all the time when I get that funny feeling, "I said, and slid a finger in my hole. I got out of my chair and stood on my knees in front of her. "Becca, you touch me there," I said and with out any hesitation I felt her fingers touching me. We were passionately kissing while she was exploring me. I had to pull away to get some air, the drinks and having my mouth covered by Becca's kisses was making me light headed. "Whew, I need a second for some air," I said, and sat back in my chair. "Gloria in my book, remember how the one girl did things to the headmistress?" "Yes I remember," I answered "Would you do them to me?" She asked in a whisper. "Spread that quilt on the floor near the fire and lay down on it. I'll pour us each another drink," I said. "Don't bring the drinks too close to the fire," she warned. I took her warning seriously and took a sip and left my glass on the table. I walked over to where she was lying on the quilt, on her back. I kneeled down next to her and gave her lips a quick kiss and then moved to her nipple. She let out a gasp when I ran my tongue in a circular move around her very hard nipple. With the other hand I played with her other breast. I moved that hand slowly down her body until I felt the curly hair. She was moaning and I found that it excited me more. I moved around to her feet and told her to raise her knees and spread her legs. "Are you really going to do what we read about," she asked "You don't want me to?" I said teasingly. "Yes I do, just wasn't sure you were really going to do it." "Relax and enjoy it," I said, not quit knowing how I became the doer here. I had to move her wet hairs away from her lips. I was surprised to see that her lips were brown and quite large. I gave them a lick then sucked them into my mouth .Becca let out a moan that startled me, but being the trooper I am I kept sucking on her privates. My tongue was getting tired so I rubbed my face on her whole pubic area. I did this for just a short time and he grabbed my head and pulled me in to her crouch and she had a tremendous climax. My face was soaking wet when I was able to escape and lie next to her. I caught my breath and she was half asleep or passed out, not sure which. I got on top of her and straddled her leg and began rubbing myself on her. I climaxed in a matter of minutes. I rolled off her and we both dozed off. I woke up when the sun illuminated the room. I could smell coffee and eggs and bacon. I got up and pulled the quilt around me and walked into the kitchen to see Becca at the wood burning stove preparing breakfast. "Hmm that smells good," I said as I walked into the room. "Good morning daring, sleep well," she asked. "Like a log." "No remorse about what we did last night," Becca asked me. "No, it was great, how about you?" "Now that I know you don't have a problem with it, I'm very happy, sweetheart." "Right after I eat I'll have to head back into town, they'll be worried that I didn't come home and might think I got hurt or lost in the storm," I said. "I was afraid you would have to leave early." "If I come by this way again can I stop in," I asked with a grin "If you see that my boys and husband are here we won't be able to get familiar," she said with a smile. "How will I know when they're not here?" I asked. "I think it will just have to be luck unfortunately," she said. "Well, when you come into town stop by and say hello, maybe I could cook you dinner at my place. "Honey, that's an invitation I'll surely accept". We both ate breakfast in the nude. After I finished I got dressed and we both went to the barn to hitch up my horse. We had a long wet kiss before I drove away. She gave me a bottle of her alcohol to take home. I was concerned every time I hit a bump that I would get blown shy high! The Schoolmarm Ch. 04 I needed a few things at the general store which is in the center of town. I like to walk and the school and my home are on the edge of town so it wasn't a hike just a good way to stretch my legs. Saturday is always busy in town. The town's people getting out and about to visit, do some shopping with the people that live out of town come in for supplies. Being the school teacher and from being active in the church, it seems every one knows me, even if I must confess, I don't know them by name. I walked past the sheriffs office, Sheriff Edwards was sitting on one of the three chairs that are outside his office jail drinking a cup of coffee. "Good morning Mrs. Nice," He said, with a tip of his hat. He's a rugged 50 year old man, very friendly and polite, but don't cross him! A lesson learned by a few men that get rowdy at one of our saloons. He knew my husband and feels, I think, a little responsible for my husband being shot and killed. My husband was a US marshal and was helping the Sheriff track down some bad guys when he was killed. The killers have never been caught. I know it wasn't his fault; it could have just as easily been him that was killed. "Good morning to you too Sheriff, you look as handsome as ever," I said with a smile, and got a big grin from the sheriff. "Mrs. Nice you keep saying that and I might come to court you," he said laughing; he's married with three kids and two grandchildren. I laughed with him, and then continued on to the store. I exchanged pleasantries with several people along the way. When I arrived at the general store, I looked around, picked out some necessities. Mr. Davies, the proprietor, said he would have my purchases dropped off at my house. I talked with a few more people on my way to a little tearoom I like to go to. I was seated and nodded hello to other customers, I ordered a tea and a sweet treat. While sipping my tea I was thinking how nice it was to know so many friendly people. However, I also started thinking how I really wanted sex. I have dreams that would have me thrown out of church if anyone knew, and I've been pleasuring myself way too much. I need a man! "Hello, Mrs. Nice are you feeling okay," asked Mrs. Morgan the owner of the tearoom. "Why yes, why?" I answered. "You're face is flushed, just wanted to make sure you were okay." "I fine thank you," I said with a smile and she smiled back and visited another table. The rosy cheeks were the result of my dirty thought's no doubt. I finished my tea and sweet and started walking home stopping and chatting with people along the way. When I arrived home I graded some school papers and cleaned the house, so much for excitement. It was late afternoon when I heard a knock on my door I was wondering who might be visiting, and then I remembered my delivery from the general store. "Good afternoon boys I didn't think I bought enough merchandise that needed two strong young men to deliver it," I said with a smile to two of my 18 year old students. "Naw Mrs. Nice, we were at the general store and Mr. Davies asked us to bring this to you," they said, while putting all of three small packages on my table. I get a kick out of the boys, physically they're becoming men, but mentally they're still inexperienced boys, I like the combination. "I was just correcting your arithmetic test from yesterday and you boys both did very well, I'm proud of you," I said, and they both looked pleased to have me say that. "Clinton aren't you a long way from home to be here so late in the day?" I said. "I'm camping out with Ezra near his house tonight," he told me, and it was confirmed by Ezra shaking his head. "Well you guys run along now and have fun tonight," I told them while holding the door open for them. "We will Mrs. Nice," they both said together and walked outdoors. Clinton and Ezra were two of my best students and would be finished with their education mid year. After graduation they will both be, I'm sure, working on their family farms. I put away the items I got from the store and made myself some supper. When I finished I sat by the fire and started to read a book. I might have dozed off; I realized the fire was getting low, so I put a log on the fire to keep me warm during the night. I was standing at my sideboard which has a mirror on it and took a quick look at myself. When looking in the mirror I noticed some movement at the window that was behind me. I pretended to be fussing with my hair when I saw the top of two heads and four eyes peeking in the window. I guess they didn't realize I was looking into a mirror and could see them, yes you guessed it, Clinton and Ezra. I was starting to get that deep ache in my tummy I get when doing something wrong seems like a good idea. I started to remove my hairpins and let my hair fall to my shoulders. I unbuttoned my blouse and removed it and walked out of the room to hang it up, when I returned they were still looking in the window. I untied my skirt and stepped out of it and threw it over a chair. I was feeling flush from knowing the boys were looking at me. I continued to untie my petticoats and stepped out of them. I picked them up and took them to the other room and quickly returned. I was just wearing my hose, chemise and drawers. I began moving about the room pretending to be doing this or that, the boys for some reason had themselves convinced I couldn't see them. I was at the mental crossroad as what to do; I had that warm tingly feeling between my legs from the boys watching me, but it didn't seem enough. I thought I was giving my next move careful consideration, when something deeper took control. I looked right at the boys peeping at my window and reached out my arm and wiggled my finger for them to come in. They both dropped out of sight. Then I heard them at my door, I walked over and opened it. "Come in boys." "We're sorry Mrs. Nice," said Ezra, before I even had a chance to say anything. "You boys nearly scared me to death when I saw you looking through the window, and here I am now standing in front of you in my undies," I said, trying to seem like I was upset. "We didn't mean to scare you, we just well, wanted to peek at you," said Clinton. "Peek on me and see me do what?" I asked. They both looked at their feet hoping the other would answer my question, finally Clinton looked up and said," We wanted to see you undress." "How did that idea come about?" I asked with my hands on my hips, the stern schoolmarm pose. "We always talk about how pretty you are, and you looked so nice when we dropped off the packages and we were camping out, so we decided to look in your window." "So did you like what you saw, or for that matter you're seeing now standing here half dressed?" "Yes, it was and is very exciting," Ezra said, and Clinton shook his head in agreement. "Boy's, grab a chair and sit down," which they both did. They looked at me like I was going to teach class." "I don't want to get you in trouble for peeking at me, so I won't tell anyone," I said. "Thank you Mrs. Nice, our parents would have a fit." "I won't tell if you won't tell anyone that you were here also, okay?" I asked. "We won't tell," they said in unison. "Would you like to watch me take my stockings off?" I asked. They stared at me with a stunned look; not believing what was asked, was it a real offer or a trick question. Clinton decided to take the chance," yes we would," he said. I remained standing but put my foot on a chair and began to roll my stocking off my leg, my drawers went to mid thigh, but they got a peek of my skin as I did this. I then repeated the process on the other leg, but gave them a longer peek at my thigh. Both boys were flushed and I know I was too, this was so exciting. "Did you like seeing me do that boys?" Ezra answered "yes very much." "What else should I do?" I asked. "Remove the top," said Clinton. I untied the ribbons that held my chemise closed and slowly took it off. I felt so naughty showing my naked breast to the boys, but it was a good kind of naughty. My nipples were erect and I had to give them a quick rub. The boys stared in a trance. "Mrs. Nice you look beautiful" said Clinton. "I never thought in my whole life I would see your teats" said Ezra. I took a few steps back from them and untied the ribbon that held the waist of my drawers. I turned my back to them and let them slide to the floor; I looked over my shoulder and gave the boys a smile. Clinton smiled back; Ezra's eyes were fixated on my naked behind. I was feeling so excited! I slowly turned around and let them look at my naked body from head to toe. From looking at their eyes it seemed that my curly patch of pubic hair had their main focus. I ran my fingers through it and I could feel how wet I've become. "Boy's let me see your cocks" I said, in a throaty voice. They didn't say anything, Clinton stood up first followed by Ezra, They pulled down their pants and I saw two beautiful young cocks spring out when their pants dropped. "I love how hard they are, may I touch them?" I asked, and walked over to them and took a cock in each hand. They felt so strong and hot, they felt so good. While I was touching them, one boy touched my breast and played with my nipple; the other slid his hand between my legs and felt my hairy wet lips. "Boy's, let's go to my bed, and take all your clothing off," I said leading them to my bed. I laid down and told them to lie down next to me, one on each side, they did as I asked. Both boys were sucking my nipples as I held their cocks and stroked them. The boys other hand eventually move between my legs. I was so caught up in my passion I wasn't giving any instructions and they weren't asking they explored my entire body and I loved every minute of it. Clinton moved to the bottom of my bed and spread my legs; I was able to snap out of my lust to realize he was going to enter me. "Clinton, I can't have you put your seed in me, I'm very fertile this time of month. Put it in and pump a few times then finish with your hand. He didn't even think to protest. He inserted his hard cock in me and it felt so good to have a cock in me. He started to pump, but he didn't stop at a few thrusts, I had to tell him to pull out, which he did, he jerked himself until he shot his juice on my tummy and half way up my body. I rolled over and was on all fours when I told Ezra to fuck me; yes I was talking like that. "Same thing goes for you, stick it in, but you have to pull out when I say." He slid his cock in me and I backed myself on to it, oh my God it felt so good when he slid it in and out. I was enjoying it so much that I almost forgot to tell him to pull out. When I did I flopped on my back and let him jerk off while looking between my legs. He too came in long juicy spurts. Now it was my turn, I never had sex with two people so I wasn't sure how to do this, all I knew was I had to rub myself on something. I had the boys lay down and I straddled one boy's thigh and rotated my pelvis onto his leg. I held the other boys cock in my hand. I humped for several minutes when I had an explosive release and let out a combination cry and moan. After a brief rest I did the same thing a second time, but switching the boys. I not sure how long we were all asleep, three nude bodies tangled in one bed. I woke in a start, then realizing what had happen. I woke both boys and told them to get dressed and go back to their camp site. They did as I told them; I guess one advantage to being their teacher was they did what they were told. As they were dressing Clinton asked if we could do this again. I told him I would think about it, but if they ever told a soul I would have my friend the sheriff shoot them dead. They must have believed me, because they said they would never tell. I sent them on their way and I went back to bed and played with myself thinking about their young cocks. That morning on my walk to church I waved and said hello to the people along the way. I walked the last block or two with several families and we talked about what a nice day it was. I sat in a pew with some of the parents of my students and the mayor's wife she asked me to join them for Sunday dinner, which I accepted. Everyone likes the schoolmarm.