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After School Meeting

By: Max-Chaos



I'm not going to lie to you, I'm wasn't the most experienced guy in the world. Don't get me wrong, I've had my fair share of girlfriends. Yet, the farthest I had ever gone was, well, under the bra...if you know what I'm getting at.

Girls make me nervous, real nervous. I never know the right things to say and I usually end up sounding like an ass. If I see a pretty girl, it's as if I suddenly enter stupidity mode and I start rambling like an incoherent moron. By the way, if you haven't guessed, I'm not too confident.

All of this changed though when I met Joan. Actually, Ms. Forrest, is what I usually called her in the classroom. I know, I know, having a crush on the teacher is so cliche. But for Joan Forrest, I'm willing to be formulaic.

Around Joan I could be myself, words flowed out of my mouth poetically. I made her laugh, she made me laugh. It was great.

When Senior year finally rolled around, I was ecstatic. One reason, and most obvious reason, was that this was my last year in the torturous realm of high school. The second and most prominent reason was the fact I had Joan for English.

She had been my English teacher for the past two years. I heard rumors that she was going to a different school after my Junior year. Needless to say this news depressed me to the point of wanting to run in front of the bus. Well, to see her name next to English on my course schedule made my day, if not my year.

The first day of school is usually a depressing day for a kid. I'd have to agree with that. Each class seemed to drag on as the teachers handed out the syllabi and lectured us on proper class etiquette and what they "expect" of us. I mean I get it already, I'll make sure to be seated by the time the bell rings.

Finally, sixth period came around, Honors English. I made my way into the classroom and found a seat in the front row. I know what you're thinking, I'm a teacher's pet. Well you know what...damn right I am.

The bell rang loudly and we all waited patiently in the room.

"If she isn't here in five minutes we can leave right?" Tom Higgins asked. I'm not exactly sure how he got into Honors English.

"Dude, that's only for college," replied his even dumber friend Jeff. "Besides, I'm not here to learn anyways. I'm just here to stare at Ms. Forrest." 

The two of them laughed and gave each other high fives. I suddenly felt myself boiling with anger. Why was I getting so mad?

"Sorry class, the copier was giving me a hard time," Joan said in between gasps for air. It looked as if she had run all the way from the office. "Take one and pass it back," she said as she began to hand papers to everyone in the front row.

"Hi, Ms. Forrest," I said with a big smile across my face.

"Max, I'm glad to see you took Honors. I was hoping you would," she said with a smile on her face.

"Wouldn't miss you...it....wouldn't miss it for the world."

She gave me a quick wink and handed me the papers. I suddenly realized I was sporting a major woody. I was never more thankful that I was in a desk than I was at that moment.

I don't really remember much of what Joan said that day. I was too consumed with watching what she was wearing. Joan isn't the tallest of women, but she has long legs which are well defined from all the running she does. She was wearing a long skirt with a slit up the side. As she sat in the chair in the front of class she crossed her legs, giving me a full view of her beautifully shaped leg. I tried everything in my powers to not cum in my pants right there. 

As for her breasts, they aren't the biggest, but for her petite size they are perfect. Luckily, she was wearing a v-neck blouse which showed her cleavage ever so slightly. She has long brown hair which flowed just a little past her shoulders. Frequently, she would brush it from her face seductively while reading from the syllabus. This was not helping my erection.

"Alright, I'm going to let you guys go early today since you were so quiet. Don't make too much noise in the hall, I don't want the principal coming after me. I'll see you all tomorrow," she said as she stood up and made her way to her desk.

Most of the class was up and out of the room before I had even packed up my books.

"Oh, Max. Can you come to my desk for a minute?"

I felt my heart begin to beat a mile a minute. "Sure."

She took a seat in her chair and crossed her legs again, giving me another great view. She looked up into my eyes and smiled. "I was wondering if you would like to join the creative writing team I'm putting together."

"Uh," I stammered, staring down at her beautiful silky legs.

She ran her hand slowly across his leg and placed it on her knee. "I would like to put out a literary magazine every few months this year, and I love your writing."

"Thanks. I would love you...I mean, I would love to work on it with you."

She giggled and brushed her hair from her face. I felt myself getting hard. "I, uh, need to go."

She gave me a quick seductive smile and brushed my arm. "Ok hun, could you meet me in here after school?"

"Uh, yes...sure."

"Great," she said. "See you then."

I couldn't wait till after school. It seemed like the last two classes dragged on and on. Seriously, why do I need to learn Chemistry and Psychology? When will I ever need that shit? 

Finally, the final bell rang and I shot to my locker.

"Hey, you wanna go grab something from the Burger Shack?" My friend Anthony asked.

"Nah, I gotta go meet with Ms. Forrest about the literary magazine."

"That meeting isn't until next week," he said with a confused look on his face.

"Oh," I replied, just as confused. "Well she wanted me to meet with her for something."

"Whatever, I'll catch you later then."

"Alrighty," I said as I slammed my locker shut and made my way to Joan's room.

The room was rather dim when I made my way inside. She was busily writing something at her desk when I knocked.

"Hi," she smiled as she shut the notebook and made her way towards me. "Just have a seat."

"Ok," I said, taking a seat in my spot up front.

She made her way to the door and shut it. 

"So, what is this meeting for again?" I asked stupidly.

"Well," she said as she made her way towards me. "There really is no meeting."

"I see," I said, feeling my heart beat wildly against my chest.

She took a seat on the desk next to meet and crossed her legs. She slowly unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and gave me a seductive smile. "I hope that's alright."

"I...think it'll be alright."

After School Meeting Ch. 02



Alright, needless to say I had an erection the size of the Statue of Liberty and my heart was almost pounding out of my chest. I have never been hit on by a woman before, which explains my next comment to her.

"Your legs look good."

What the hell?! Out of all the things I could say to her, I say that. I'm a fuckin' idiot!

She giggled and slid her hands along her legs again.

"You like?"

I nodded, feeling my erection push up against my pants.

"Touch them," she said as she reached for my hand.

She pulled my hand toward her legs and slid it up and down her thigh. Her skin was so soft and velvety. I looked at her face, she had the biggest smile I had ever seen.

"How does it feel?" She asked with a giggle.

"Good...great. They feel great."

She then pulled my hand further inside her skirt and I could feel the warm dampness of her pussy. From feel alone I could tell she was wearing lace panties. I slid my hand along them and she gave out an excited giggle.

"I can tell you're having fun," she said as she stared down at the bulge in my pants.

I simply nodded.

"Want some help with it?"

"Sure...yes. Yes, that would be splendid." 

SPLENDID! Why the fuck did I have to say splendid. Out of all the adjectives to describe this moment...I pick fucking splendid.

She got up from the desk and made her way towards mine. She lowered herself onto her knees and began to unbuckle my pants.

"I've had a little crush on you for some time," she said as she began to pull my pants down.

"Me too. I mean, I've had a crush on you for a long time."

She smiled. "I figure, you're of age now. I'm single again. We're both consenting adults...right?"

I nodded.

She giggled again and finally pulled down my boxers.

"Oh my," she sighed. "Very nice." She gave me a quick wink.

The heat of her breath on my cock was almost enough to put me over the edge. I gripped onto the side of the desk as her mouth enveloped my throbbing member. A million thoughts ran through my head those first few seconds.

Can this be?

What if someone comes in?

Those thoughts were soon killed off as I stared down at the beautiful woman who was currently sucking my cock. She was going relatively slow, taking me all in at first. Then she began to quicken her pace. My grip on the desk tightened as she went harder and faster on my cock. I couldn't believe this was actually happening, Joan Forrest, going down on me.

"Are you ok?" She asked, as she lifted her head up and brushed her hair out of her face.

"Great!" I said.

She laughed and returned her attention to my aching cock. Using her hands, she massaged my balls while she licked the tip of my cock like a lollipop. She took long, slow licks, swirling her tongue all around the tip. Fuckin' amazing. 

Then she engulfed it completely and began to pump her mouth up and down my hard shaft. She quickened her pace and continued to massage my balls. I could feel them tightening up. I knew she could too because she removed her mouth from my cock and began to stroke it wildly until finally I shot stream after stream of my load straight up into the air.

She quickly grabbed some tissue paper and cleaned up the desk and my legs.

I couldn't believe what had just happened. I just watched her as she wiped up the mess I had left.

"I'm sorry," was all I could say.

"Don't be hun," she laughed. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Enjoyed it would be an understatement. "It was wonderful."

"Good," she said wiping up the final spot on the desk. I couldn't help but stare down her blouse at her wonderfully shaped breasts which were just aching to be released from that bra.

Suddenly the phone began to rang. The two of us just stared at each other before she leaped up from the ground and grabbed the phone.

"Hello? Oh, hi... Yes... Uh, sure...alright, see you then," she hung up the phone and made her way back to me.

"I'm so sorry but I have to go to a faculty meeting in a couple of minutes."

"No problem," I said as I stood up and pulled up my pants and boxers.

She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and led me to the door.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, ok?"

"Ok," I said as I headed out the door.

I was a bit wobbly in my knees, so I relied on the lockers to support my weight as I made my way out of school. I probably looked like a real ass with inability to walk and my stupid ass grin. What the fuck did I care though, I just got a blowjob from Joan Forrest.

The next few days were actually, unfortunately, uneventful. I'd come into class and she would smile and said hi. She never once spoke to me about the events that took place that first day of school. Even during the actual Literature Club meetings, she would avoid eye contact with me and she barely said two words to me.

I felt like shit. Did I do something wrong? Did I not last long enough? Well, obviously not as long as I could have.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and still nothing changed. I had finally started to give up hope that I would ever get to be with Joan again.

"You ok?" Anthony asked me in late November.

"I'm fine."

"You sure? All this semester you've been acting real sad. Something wrong?"

"No," I lied. "Everything is great."

"Ok class. This essay is going to be tough and you only have till the 23rd to complete it. Remember to include a bibliography and a title page."

The class moaned loudly.

"Hey, this isn't Honors English for nothing," she laughed.

The bell rang and everybody headed towards the door.

"Max, can I have a word with you quickly?" she said as I was feet from the door.

"Sure," I said. I could feel my heart racing.

"I've been meaning to talk to you about something. But, not here at school. Would you be able to stop by my place tonight at around...8ish?"

I almost swallowed the gum I was chewing. "Of course, yes...yes."

"Great, here's my address." She handed me a small piece of paper with writing on it. "See you later."

"Bye," I said, my mind was spinning.



After School Meeting Ch. 03



I couldn't believe it. For months I had waited to be with Joan again, and now I was minutes away from her front door. 

I told my parents I was going to sleep over at my friend's Anthony's house. The sudden realization of how much trouble I could potentially get into if that lie backfired, hit me like a sack of bricks as I parked my car outside Joan's apartment. I had spent so much time looking forward to being with Joan I completely forgot to fully plan out my lie.

I picked up my cell phone and called Anthony.

"What up dude?" 

"Hey Anthony, I need to ask you a big favor."

"Sure man, what is it?"

I paused for a second, trying to collect my thoughts. "I kind of told my parents I'm sleeping over at your place. So, if anyone asks...I need you to tell them I'm sleeping over."

"Are you?"

"No."

"Oh."

"I'll tell you everything on Monday, I promise. Just cover for me."

He was quiet for awhile before he finally answered. "No problem."

I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders as I ended the call. As that weight was lifted, another was put in it's place as I realized I was about to meet with Joan.

Taking a deep breath I got out of my car and headed towards the front door of the apartment building. I found the buzzer for her apartment and pressed it. 

"Hey, come on in," came Joan's voice over the speaker.

The front door unlocked and I stepped inside. I then proceeded up the stairs to her apartment where the front door was already slightly ajar.

The apartment smelled like fresh flowers and perfume. The smell was absolutely intoxicating.

"Hi," she said from the living room where she was busily putting books away.

"Hey," I said back as I stepped inside and shut the door behind me.

"Sorry for the mess, I've been rearranging my bookshelves."

"It's no problem," I laughed as I took off my shoes and made my way into the living room.

She was wearing a short jean skirt which showed off her gorgeous silky legs. She had on a small white blouse which was see-through, giving me a great view of her light pink bra. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and it looked like she had put on some lipstick.

"Have a seat," she said as she pointed to the couch.

I sat down as she directed and simply watched her put books away. It was a beautiful sight to watch her reach to the top shelves, making her blouse go up ever so slightly.

"Would you like some help?" I asked, trying to make myself look less awkward.

"No, that's alright. I'm done with these for today," she said as she brushed her hands together and made her way into the kitchen.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"No," I replied.

She returned with two glasses of water. "I figured...just in case," she smiled.

I smiled back, taking the glass of water into my hand. She took a seat next to me on the couch and placed her glass on the coffee table. I breathed in her heavenly aroma, almost instantly giving me a hard-on.

"The reason I brought you here is because I wanted to talk about what happened that first day of school."

I felt my body begin to heat up and I knew my face must have been a bright crimson.

"That was a hard time for me. I had just broken up with my boyfriend, all the work with the new school year, and I felt so alone."

I could hear the quiver in her voice as she spoke. All I wanted to do was hold her, make her feel better.

"Then I saw you, and I had had a crush on you for so long. Yet, I knew I could never act on it. You are so young and I'm your teacher. It's just not right and...and I could lose my job and then what would I do..."

She breathed in deeply, trying not to cry.

"There were so many factors telling me to not be with you, yet, I ignored them all that day...because I wanted to be with you," she finally broke into tears.

I turned towards her and put my arms around her. I could feel her whole body tremble as she sobbed. "It's alright," I spoke to her softly.

"That's why I became so distant these past few months. I knew I shouldn't have seduced you the way I did, and I felt terrible."

"Joan," I said. "That day was one of the best of my life."

Her sobbing began to subside.

"Ever since that day I have done nothing but dream about being with you again, just one more time."

"Really?" she asked through her tears.

I didn't reply to it, I simply kissed her. Never in my life had I been so gutsy, yet, off of pure instinct I did it. There was something so natural about it. 

The kiss was more powerful than anything I had ever felt before, which made it hard for me to pull away from.

"Listen Joan, I don't want to do anything that you will regret."

She smiled and laid down on the couch. I smiled back and climbed on top of her.

I slowly slid off her skirt and stared at her gorgeous pink lace panties. I bet those were the ones she was wearing that first day of school, I thought to myself. I pulled them down her thighs and stared at her beautiful pussy. It was a sight to be seen. It was perfect, shaved and all.

I began to kiss her along her inner thighs, as I made my way up to her pussy. I could feel her body quiver as I slowly parted her lips and sank my tongue into her warm pocket. I had never gone down on a woman before, so needless to say I didn't know where I was going. She used her hands to guide my head to the right locations, and as I hit certain spots inside of her she let out congratulatory moans.

I continued to slide my tongue inside of her, slow at first, then faster and faster. Her hips began to buck up and down, grinding into my face as I pushed my tongue deeper inside of her.

"Oh yes...more, more!" she groaned as I used my finger to massage her clit.

I couldn't believe it, I was actually pleasing a woman. I was proud of myself.

"OH MAX!" she cried as I tongue fucked her harder. "YES! YES! YES!"

I kept at it and made sure to focus extra attention on the spots that got the best reactions. Until finally I felt her entire body shake violently.

"OOOOH! YESSSS! YESSSSSSS!" she cried.

Her shaking continued on for some time until finally she lay there, panting.

I was on a roll and I wasn't about to take a breather either. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slid it up over her head. Her bra soon followed and there I was, staring at her magnificent breasts. 

Like I said, they aren't the biggest...probably a large B cup, maybe small C. Yet, they were perfectly shaped, with beautiful pink nipples. I began to suck on her hard nipples as I massaged her breasts. I could tell she was liking it because she was moaning ever so slightly. As I was playing with her breasts I could feel her unbuckling my pants. I helped her along and pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees.

She grabbed a hold of my throbbing member and gave it a few slow and gentle strokes before she slowly guided me into her. The feeling of being inside her was amazing. I could actually feel her pussy tighten it's grip on my cock as it slid in.

We both looked into each other's eyes as I began to pump in and out. I gave her long deep kisses as I pushed myself as far into her as I could go. She met my thrusts with her hips and after awhile we matched rhythms and our bodies flowed perfectly together. 

"Mmmmmm," she moaned as I began to pick up speed with my thrusts.

The couch began to slam up against the end table knocking over pictures and statues.

I was pumping into her faster and faster. I could feel her legs come up around my back and wrap around me. She then used her legs to pull me even farther into her.

"Yes! Yes!" She cried, as we continued.

I returned my attention to her breasts and began to massage them in my hands.

"Faster!" she yelled.

I picked up my pace again and pounded my cock into her as hard and as fast as I could. In and out, in and out, in and out. It felt so good, so right, so perfect.

"I'm gonna cum," I groaned as I felt my balls begin to tighten.

"Mmmmmmm, YES!" 

Her body began to shake violently again as I shot my load. It seemed like a never ending stream, until finally it subsided and I collapsed on the couch next to her.

She gave me a deep kiss and hugged me close. We just laid there, holding each other...not saying a word. Then we fell asleep.