5 comments/ 127985 views/ 16 favorites My PE Teacher By: Dinew "Jane!" "Yes, Miss," I replied, knowing that by the tone of my PE teacher's voice she wasn't altogether happy with me. I wondered what I had done, other than to wiggle my bum in an obvious manner, hoping she would notice. I really liked it when she noticed me; she was so hot. It was my last year of high school and I had just turned 18; ever since my first year I had had a crush on her. "Jane, I want you to have your shower and report to my office. No need to get back into your uniform; just wrap a towel around yourself." PE was my last class for the day, so I took my time, waiting for the other girls to dress and leave the gym area. Her door was open, so I walked in, clutching my towel around me. "Shut the door, Jane, and come here." I did as I was told, walking over to stand on the other side of the desk from where she was sitting. "Come around here, girl. Stand right in front of me." Heart racing now, I stepped around her desk, stopping half a step in front of her. My boobs were right in front of her face and, to me, they never seemed so big and obvious. She must have felt the same way, as her eyes left my face and travelled slowly down my body. I couldn't help myself. As she was stroking me through my towel with her eyes, I was mentally undressing her with mine. Her large, but well-proportioned breasts pushed against her tee-shirt, and her shorts seemed to clutch her pussy as she sat, gazing at me with a look I hadn't seen before. "What are you looking at, Jane," she demanded. I hadn't noticed that her eyes had returned to my face. Blushing, I stammered, "Nothing, Miss. I mean, I was just noticing how pretty you are." "Thank you, Jane," her voice softening now, "I think you are very attractive, too." Her hand reached for mine and I stood, stunned, as she placed it on her breast. It was immediately obvious that she had removed her bra and, as I gave her breast a slight squeeze, her nipple rose. My fingers traced the outline of that growing nub as I watched her eyes seem to glaze over momentarily. "That isn't why I called you in here, Jane," her voice harder now. "I was a bit annoyed that you saw fit to wiggle your bum at me earlier." 'She noticed,' I thought, wondering what was going to happen next. "You, my girl, need to be taught a lesson, and that lesson means a paddling on your bum. Bend yourself over my knee, now." Reluctantly, I removed my hand from her boob and, with a sense of anticipation, coupled with a bit of fear, bent over her lap. She paused for a moment, probably surveying her target, I thought, and suddenly gave me a whack on my bum. I yelped, and she did it again, harder this time. 'Mmmmmmmm,' I thought, 'where is this going to lead?' I could feel my pussy starting to become wet, and wondered why. I hadn't been spanked for years, and that had been by my Mum. Two more whacks and she stopped. "This won't do at all. Your towel is a cushion for your bum." Her hand landed gently on my bum and she stroked down gently, but swiftly, until she reached my naked thighs. Then, reversing direction, she moved her hand under the towel, stroking upward until she reached my bum cheeks. I lay frozen, afraid to move, as her other hand reached for the bottom of the towel and started to raise it. My hand, as if on automatic, moved to hold the towel in place. SMACK! She hit my hand. I withdrew it from the towel and let it hang, touching her ankle this time. "You're not getting off lightly, young lady. Let's see how you like this." She raised the towel above my waist and I could feel the cool breeze from the window caress my bum, joining her hand in giving me the erotic attention I had been subconsciously hoping for since I first met her. She started spanking me again, alternating cheeks until I knew both were getting red with the attention they were receiving. By this time I had grabbed her ankle and, if she noticed what I was doing, paid no attention. As she continued my spanking I slid my hand up her leg as far as it could go, finally reaching her shorts. Slowly, ever so slowly, I slid my fingers under the material, trying to control their trembling. 'Omigod,' I thought as my hand reached the edge of her lips, 'she's not wearing any panties.' My curious hand froze in place, just touching the edge of her slit. I didn't dare to move another millimetre. All the while, she continued to alternate smacks on my bum, finally pausing to say, "Spread your legs, girl. You need a bit more punishment." With my entire body trembling now, I spread my legs, awaiting my sensuous fate, hating and loving it simultaneously. Her smacks became softer now, still alternating cheeks, but moving closer and closer to my pussy. I could hear her breath becoming more and more shallow, as mine was doing. I was wetter now than I had ever been, as her smacks became hard caresses. Feeling that I had nothing to lose, I moved my hand further under her shorts and she spread her legs to give me easier access. To my surprise as I started to stroke her pussy lips, she was as wet is I felt I was. Suddenly, there was no doubt that I was sopping. She slid her hand fully along my pussy, caressing my clit for a moment, and finally slipping two fingers inside me. I could feel something, probably her thumb, just touch my rosette, not probing inside. Another finger was stroking my clit, first on one side and then the other. My hand was in position to do almost the same to her, and I returned her caress, inserting my two fingers into her soaking wet pussy as far as I could. Then, my spanking resumed, with her free hand coming down hard on my bum. With each smack her fingers seemed to go deeper and deeper into me, and my pussy was on fire with her touch. I started to thrust my fingers in and out of her in rhythm to the smacks. The smacking and mutual thrusting increased as we both became wetter and more excited. I felt that my body had taken complete control of my mind as we moved together faster and faster until I reached the most exquisite climax I could ever imagine. My pussy twitched and clutched at her fingers as she did the same to me. I think we both screamed as we slumped into a heap of exhausted flesh, my sated body across hers. My PE Teacher Ch. 02 My PE teacher had just given me the most enjoyable spanking and I lay across her lap, recovering from the experience Some time later I felt fingers withdraw from my very satisfied pussy and mine had dropped back to the floor. A smack on my bum brought me back to reality. "Jane, stand up and look at me." I stood, towel dropping to the floor; by the time I realised I was totally naked in front of my PE teacher it was too late. She stopped me from bending over to recover what little was left of my modesty. As her eyes swept over my firm young boobs and waxed pussy she said, somewhat sternly, "Did anybody tell you it was all right to touch me like you did?" As I started to stammer a reply she smiled and reached for my hand, the one that, a few minutes before, had been furiously thrusting into her pussy. At the same time she raised her other hand and extended the two fingers she had used to give me that beautiful orgasm; as I watched she put her fingers into her mouth and sucked my juices off them. Immediately afterward, she did the same to my still-wet fingers. I must have been moving automatically, not really thinking, as I bent over slightly and reached for her pussy. "May I touch you, Miss?" I asked. Not waiting for her reply, I put my fingers into her pussy for a brief moment and withdrew them, raising them to my mouth and tasting her fresh moisture. I could feel myself getting wet as she put an arm around my waist and pulled me down to sit on her lap. "Kiss me," she softly whispered. As our lips met and our tongues started to dance together I could feel her free hand on my breasts, squeezing, stroking, and gently pinching my nipples. I slid one hand under her top and felt her older, but very firm, boobs with their long, hard nipples growing even bigger with my attention. My juices were flowing out of control, and I knew her skirt would be soaked in a very few minutes. "Jane," she broke our kiss. "I think we both need a shower." Still a bit shy, I wrapped my towel around me and followed her to the shower room, my eyes locked onto her swaying bum and my juices starting to flow again. It was almost as if I was living a dream, a beautiful erotic dream. My fantasy about just touching and kissing my PE teacher had become reality, and there was more to come. After locking the shower room door she led me to one of the cubicles, turned and faced me. With one hand she stroked the side of my face while her other hand removed my towel. For a moment her eyes caressed my entire body, and I watched the expression on her face become almost lustful. I shivered with anticipation. I'm proud of my body - my firm round breasts and perky nipples; my waxed pussy; my curves that have no extra weight. "Jane," she broke into my thoughts, "Undress me." With a slight smile, I stepped closer and lifted her teeshirt; as she raised her arms to help me ease it over her head I had my first look at her beautiful boobs. They were bigger than mine, and hardly sagged at all. Her nipples stood up like little firm cherries and I had to resist the urge to bend down and suck them into full hardness. She looked me straight in the eye as I squatted slightly to slide her shorts over her hips and down to the floor. My face was level with her pussy and I paused for a brief moment to breathe in her aroused aroma. I could feel my juices flowing freely. For the first time my fantasy of seeing her nude was realised. I guessed she was about 30 and there was no fat at all on her slim body. She put her arms around me and we kissed again, deeper this time, pressing our breasts together. I could feel her nipples grow harder and I'm sure she could feel mine as well. Reluctantly, we relaxed our embrace and stepped into the shower, still touching each other with little caresses. Her bum felt so smooth and firm as I squeezed her cheeks. "Turn around, Jane. I want to wash you - all of you" As I turned I could feel her nipples press into my back and her hands slide around to cup my breasts. Her soft sensuous touch was almost enough to make me cum again and I pushed my bum back until I felt her pussy against me. I ground my cheeks into her pussy as she squeezed my boobs and pinched my nipples into full hardness. As her hands left my nipples I felt a brief tinge of loss, but only momentarily, as her fingers slid past my waist and reached the top of my slit. I felt my knees grow weak as her probing hand slid down the full length of my pussy, stroking so gently. Then, her touch grew a little firmer as her fingers slid upward, found my sopping honeypot and she put one of them inside me. At the same time the palm of her hand was grinding against my clit, driving me almost insane with the need to cum. She moved back just a little, leaving my bum wanting to feel her pussy against me, and I felt her other hand stroke my neck and caress my back, from my neck to the swell of my cheeks. Her hand never stopped as she slowly slid her fingers down the full length of my bum crack, past my hole until both her hands met between my legs. The most exquisite sensation enveloped me as she now slid another finger inside me. I now had one finger from each hand inside my sopping wet pussy, and they were moving inside me like nothing I could ever imagine. It was almost as if I were being fucked by two little cocks, only so much nicer. She removed one of her fingers and slid it up to my rosette, probing gently until she was as far into my bum as she could be. I could feel her fingers playing with each other inside me, through my thin wall of pleasure. My breath became shallow and very rapid; my body tensed and shook; I think I screamed as I came. She paused for a few seconds to let me recover, then started again, moving her fingers even faster, in and out, grinding her hand against my clit, kissing my neck, until I came again. I almost collapsed with pleasure as she turned me around and held me close, our breasts pressed together. After a time, my breathing returned to normal. I stepped back just far enough that I could look into her eyes. "Miss, that was the most beautiful experience I have ever had. Thank you for making my fantasy into reality." She smiled sweetly, "Jane, we are only starting. It's your turn now; show me what you learned after class today."