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Teacher Upskirt Shows

By: George VI



Disclaimer: This story and all characters are fiction. In real life, all con-consensual sex is illegal and immoral and not condoned by the author. All characters are over eighteen. 

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CHAPTER 1 

It took a few weeks for Kurt to work out the plan in his mind. His first inspiration was while watching "YourVids" internet videos taken with cell phones in various high school classrooms, of teachers losing their temper with unruly students. Kurt and his friends, Leo, Rod, and Jake, all thought they were funny, and talked about making cell phone videos like that. Then they found more cell phone videos of teachers just walking around campus, getting into cars, and sitting at their desks. Boring, but it made Kurt think of Mrs. Fine, his English teacher. 

Mrs. Fine may have been a couple years past her ultimate prime to a teenaged boy, but the bored eighteen-year-old senior spent every seventh period staring at and fantasizing about the mature woman that paraded around the front of the class. A pretty, tall, slender, wife and mother with short dark-brown hair and legs to die for, Mrs. Fine was about the sexiest, classiest woman Kurt could imagine. There were a couple of teachers in his school that were younger and bustier, but Mrs. Fine exuded class, elegance, and sex appeal like no other. Many of Kurt's after-school masturbation sessions were filled with sordid fantasies of her that would make a whore blush. 

Kurt and his friends were not the best students. In fact, their permanent records were filled with detentions, bad grades, insubordination, and numerous other academic crimes and misdemeanors. Through their teen years they had encouraged and pushed each other into bad behavior and outrageous antics. Somehow they were all close to graduating in the spring, barely, but their individual and collective insolence and disruptions had frustrated dozens of teachers and other faculty members, raising several teacher's blood pressure each year, as they took pleasure in harassing them in class. Somehow someone had made the mistake of placing all four of them, along with a large group of bad eggs, into one Senior English class with Mrs. Fine. 

So it wasn't much of a risk, in Kurt's horny mind, when he started whipping out his cell phone during Mrs. Fine's class and subtly making videos of her at the front of the class. After a few successful videos of her legs and torso, he got bolder; following her down the hall and taping her jiggling ass; got a nice downblouse as she leaned over and assisted another student, showing a little of her cleavage spilling out of a white bra; and other close-ups of her legs and ass and tits. Soon Kurt's hard drive contained an extensive collection of jerk-off videos of his favorite teacher. 

Kurt of course showed the videos to his buddies, who all had similar lust for Mrs. Fine. It was Jake who suggested to Kurt that he upload some of the sexy videos to the "YourVids" Internet repository and share them with the world. 

"I thought about it," Kurt explained to Jake and his other two friends. "But that would be the end of it once somebody blew the whistle. Why ruin a good thing? I'm still trying to get a video up her skirt." 

"Let's blackmail her; tell her we'll put the videos on YourVids if she doesn't pass us," suggested Leo, who was definitely getting a failing grade in English. 

That night Kurt, while watching the videos of Mrs. Fine and jerking off, thought about what Leo had said. What if we had some REALLY GOOD video of Mrs. Fine? Would she succumb to blackmail? It was pretty farfetched and certainly risky, but the idea aroused him, and he couldn't get the thought out of his mind. Kurt spent the next several days fantasizing of sexual blackmail, making Mrs. Fine do naughty things to him. The fantasy soon became a plan. 

"Now, if we could get her to do something that would get her fired on video, THAT might work!" Kurt told the other three teens. "We've pissed off PLENTY of teachers enough over the years that they did things that would've gotten them fired if we'd had evidence. Get her to hit a student or something." 

"I don't think Mrs. Fine would ever hit a student," argued Rod. "She's not real strict, but she's generally got control of the class. She's not some first-year teacher." 

"She's not ALWAYS in control," countered Jake. "I've seen her lose her temper with us." 

"If anybody could piss her off that much, it's us," laughed Kurt. "She does have a short fuse sometimes." 

It was a long shot, just a fantasy really in Kurt's mind, but just several days later, the four boys had been particularly disruptive in Mrs. Fine's class, egging all of the male members of the class to clown around. When the bell rang, Mrs. Fine told the girls to leave, but kept all of the boys late. With a dozen boys sitting before a red-faced Mrs. Fine, she ripped into them, threatening everything from failing them to keeping them from graduating to detentions - all while Kurt held his cell phone under his desk videotaping her. 

Rod, sitting in the first row right in front of the standing teacher, knew that Kurt was videotaping this rant from behind him, just as they'd hoped for, and he decided to show off by totally disrespecting his hot teacher. He started with an insolent smirk and arrogant body language, which caused the already disturbed teacher to get more furious. Her face got redder when she saw that she wasn't intimidating the boys in the least, and Rod was even mocking her. Rod had his hand on his crotch, and started rubbing his dick over his loose pants until he got an obvious hardon in his boxers, and licking his licks. None of this could be seen by Kurt's camera, but Mrs. Fine knew Rod was being sexual, and as Rod opened his mouth and swirled his tongue around and flitted it back and forth like he was performing oral sex, Mrs. Fine lost control. She slapped Kurt hard. 

"You sick bastard!" she swore at the smirking teen. 

Leo and Jake laughed. So did Kurt, but he concentrated on his videotape, not believing his luck that he'd captured the veteran teacher's physical attack on her student. 

"Get out. GET OUT! You little shits!" Mrs. Fine shouted, her voice cracking, as if she were ready to cry. 

The boys stood up and began walking out. 

Before they could even reached the door, Mrs. Fine had regained some composure. "I'm sorry I hit you, Rod," she mumbled. 

"You'll be sorrier," Rod smirked before sauntering out the door. 

CHAPTER 2 

It was too good to be true, Kurt thought, as he downloaded the video to his hard drive at home and watched it. Mrs. Fine would get fired for this. Swearing at and hitting a student, who from the camera's angle appeared to just be silently sitting there. Kurt could get her fired. 

But why? So he could stare at some ugly substitute teacher the rest of the semester? Kurt had a love/hate thing with Mrs. Fine. She could be a bitch, just another detested authority figure, but she was a BABE! 

Blackmail. Money. Passing grades. Hot teacher. This might work! Kurt worked out further details and shared them with his three friends. That night, using an anonymous email address, he emailed the video to Mrs. Fine's school email address, with a subject of "YourVids". "Mrs. Fine, you NEED to know about this. Watch it and don't tell anyone. I'll be in touch," was the only text. 

Kurt waited a full day, enough time for Mrs. Fine to open and watch the video privately. Then he emailed her again. "Did you enjoy the video? Would you like us to post this on YourVids? Answer me, yes or no." 

Late that night, Kurt checked his email. He heart raced when he saw a reply from Mrs. Fine's address. Her reply was short. "No, please don't share this with anyone. I'm sorry it happened." 

Kurt countered with another email. "We all know there's no doubt you'd be fired if this became public, don't we? That you won't find another teaching job. Don't bother arguing." 

Just moments later, another reply arrived from Kurt's English teacher. "What do you want?" 

"For one, you have to give us passing grades." 

"Who are you?" 

"You don't know who we are. You may suspect, but you don't know for sure." 

"How can I pass you if you don't tell me your names?" 

Was she considering the blackmail, or just fishing for names, wondered Kurt. "You pass everybody this semester, in all of your classes." 

The emails had been in rapid succession, but now there was a pause. Kurt tried to go to sleep, but two hours later he got up and checked his email again. Another reply from the leggy teacher. 

"What else do you want? Money?" 

"No money. Do you own a thong?" 

There was no reply. After thirty minutes, Kurt sent a follow-up email. "Don't EVER ignore me! It was a simple question. Do you own a pair of thong panties? All we've ever seen you wear to school are full sized panties." 

The next reply came quickly. "Yes." 

"Wear them to school tomorrow. With your blue sweater and navy pants, no pantyhose, no jacket" ordered Kurt. "Make no mistakes with me. You get no second chances, and you don't want to find out if I'm not bluffing." He left it at that, figured he'd pushed her enough, and went to bed. 

CHAPTER 3 

The next day, Kurt spotted Mrs. Fine in the hallway between classes. Damn, she was wearing her blues sweater and tight navy slacks! It's working!" Kurt got a hardon. But what about the thong? He didn't SEE any panty lines in the crowded halls, but he wasn't sure. Wait, is that black thongs bleeding through her navy pants? It looks like it! 

It wasn't until Kurt's own afternoon seventh period class that the thong question was answered definitively. Mrs. Fine entered the room with an armful of papers, leaned over her desk to drop the papers down, and exposed the tops of her black thongs. It wasn't until later in the class, when students were turning in papers and milling about, that Kurt was able to sneak up behind Mrs. Fine as she sat at her desk leaning forward, and snapped off a quick video of her thongs sticking out of her slacks. 

That night, Kurt emailed Mrs. Fine. "Very good! You looked real sexy in those tongs today! You should wear thongs every day! Keep cooperating and we'll keep suppressing the video that will ruin your life. What is your cell phone number? DON'T keep me waiting!" 

Within minutes came Mrs. Fine's reply. "555-555-1212" 

"Do you know how to text on your phone?" 

"Yes." 

"Good. On Monday, wear some colored thongs to school. If you don't have any, buy some. Wear them with your short pinstripe skirt and that red sweater. From the MINUTE you enter seventh period class, keep an eye on your cell phone, set the tone to pulsate, but READ MY TEXT MESSAGES IMMEDIATELY! If you do not FULLY COOPERATE AT ALL TIMES right away, the video will be made public Monday night! UNDERSTAND, MRS. FINE?" 

"Yes" was the only answer. 

On Monday, the other three boys reported to Kurt that Mrs. Fine was indeed wearing her tight, fairly short, pinstripe skirt and red sweater. Kurt sent her a text message. "What is on the agenda for seventh period?" 

The reply was almost immediate. "A review of chapter 12. Then individual time to work on the assignment." 

"Cool. Don't forget to keep your cell handy." Kurt couldn't wait until seventh period. 

Immediately upon entering the room, Mrs. Fine again dropped her papers on her desk and exposed the tops of red thongs sticking out the back! Damn, this is too easy! There was a brief moment when she forgot to keep her cell phone nearby to receive Kurt's next text, but to Kurt's relief she remembered it before class started. "Sit on the desk during review. Keep your cell handy behind your book." 

Kurt saw Mrs. Fine do as she said, keeping her cell phone open to view texts, as she sat down on her Formica desktop to go through review questions. Her tight skirt rose up to expose her long gorgeous legs to mid-thigh. 

"Cross your legs," Kurt ordered via text. Mrs. Fine gave a startled glance down at her phone, and then crossed her right knee over her left, displaying a lot of her bare right thigh. 

A few moments later, "Let your skirt ride up higher. More thigh." The English teacher hesitated only for a moment, but scooted around on her desk until her skirt showed most of her crossed right thigh. Her skirt was practically to her crotch, giving the whole class a sexy view of her long slender mature legs. 

"Put your papers down, your covering too much!" Mrs. Fine put her book and paper down next to her on her desk, with the phone on top of them, giving an unobstructed view of her legs. 

"Damn, your legs are hot! Uncross them." Mrs. Fine obeyed, trying to keep her legs together, but gave the briefest glimpse of her red panties. 

"Let the skirt ride up. Spread your legs." Mrs. Fine allowed her legs to part just a bit, but with her skirt riding up so high, her red panty crotch was exposed to some of the students. 

"Wider." There was a slight hesitation. Finally, the classy teacher relaxed her thighs and let her knees drift about twelve inches. Now practically the whole class could see her red silky panty crotch. 

"MORE!" Mrs. Fine, her face as flushed as much as it had been when she slapped Leo, heaved an audible sigh, looked up at the ceiling, and let her knees slide a good two feet apart, scooting her butt forward for balance, and brazenly flashed the whole class a look at her silky red panties pulled tightly over her pubic mound. Even Kurt in the back could see the shape of her pubic hump, and a bonus, a clump of stray dark brown pubic hair sticking out of her lift side of her crotch. 

"GREAT! SOOO HOT! Keep showing for the next fifteen minutes." With that Kurt stopped texting, and instead operated the camera on his cell, getting a nice clean video of his sexy high school teacher brazenly and obviously showing her panties to her whole class, her long bare legs wiggling occasionally from side to side, showing her crotch at different angles. Kurt could tell by a number of the other students' expressions and body language that they were staring up Mrs. Fine's skirt, too. There was an awkward tension in Mrs. Fine's voice, as she seemed to have trouble concentrating on what she was teaching. 

At about the midpoint of the seventh period. Mrs. Fine completed the review portion of the class. With no further text orders from Kurt, she stood up, smoothed down her skirt, and wrote the assignment on the board, with her nice ass wiggling and her thong showing in back. As she sometimes does, Mrs. Fine said that she wanted each student to write one paragraph and bring it to her desk for immediate review. With that the red-faced teacher sat down in her chair behind her desk as the students worked on their papers individually. 

Mrs. Fine leaned her weary head on her hands for five minutes, but then students began approaching her desk with their assignments. Mrs. Fine seemed to answer the questions in a composed manner and temporarily block her stress. The class started getting a bit unruly, with students talking with each other, but Mrs. Fine said nothing about it. Kurt saw Jake approach Mrs. Fine's desk and wait for a girl to finish with Mrs. Fine. Kurt joined Jake in the queue, standing to the side of Mrs. Fine. They both looked down at their teacher's protruding thong, and grinned at each other. In fact, they high-fived each other over their success at getting their sexy teacher to show her panties to them. Leo joined them up by the teacher, and the three of them clowned around behind their teacher at the front of the class while she attended to the girl student. Leo took out his cell phone and alternately videotaped Leo and Jake, and down Mrs. Fine's back and exposed thong. 

When the girl left, Jake showed Mrs. Fine his paper. Mrs. Fine glanced back at Kurt and Leo, but quickly returned her attention to Jake as he crouched next to her to her left side, and showed her his paper. He rested his right arm on the back of her chair as she leaned forward. Then he moved his hand down to her lower back, touching the exposed flesh where her sweater had risen. To Kurt's relief, Mrs. Fine didn't seem to acknowledge her teen student's indiscreet touch, and Kurt videotaped Jake touching the top of her skirt. 

Watching this also, Leo stood to Mrs. Fine's right side, leaned down, and subtly tugged on her thong sticking out of her skirt. He nervously moved his hand to her hip, wondering what he could get away with doing, as Kurt videotaped his movements. Jake, feeling Leo's hand playing with Mrs. Fine's thong, got more daring, too, and slid his right palm down inside her skirt, hooking his thumb on the outside of her skirt, resting his other four fingers down her skirt and grazing her bare ass crack. 

Leo saw what Jake was doing, and battled Jake, pulling his hand out and inserting his own hand down into her skirt and felt her ass crack. Finally Mrs. Fine reached back and attempted to take Leo's hand out of her skirt without ever looking back, but finally gave up the battle. 

When another girl approached the desk, Kurt ended his video session, got his friends' attention, and pushed them back to their desks. 

Apparently when Mrs. Fine saw Rod approaching her desk again, she decided she would be safer amongst the class than behind the desk, so she stood up and chose to walk up and down the aisle and review the remaining students' assignments in that manner. But she found out she wasn't so safe from her students' hands, when she leaned over to help a girl in the back row, next to Kurt. As the tall teacher bent at the waist to read the girl's paper, Kurt couldn't resist the sexy skirt-clad ass that was staring him in the face. He reached out and placed his hand on it. Mrs. Fine flinched and glanced back at Kurt, but said and did nothing to rebuff his hand from squeezing her ass through her skirt. 

With no resistance, Kurt found it irresistible to move his hand under the teacher's skirt, and squeeze her thong-clad ass. Damn, what an ass! It may be softer than a teenager's ass, but it held its shape nicely! Kurt glanced around the room. Besides his three friends, several other guys and possibly one or two girls saw him feeling their teacher with impunity. 

Finally Mrs. Fine walked away from Kurt, without any more looks back at her teen assailant. Up at the front of the class, Mrs. Fine helped another boy, but it was Leo who made a point of standing up to throw away a paper, and on his way back to his desk helped himself to a handful of his teacher's ass. 

At the end of class, the rest of the students filed out the door. Mrs. Fine gathered her papers, but when called, "Kurt?" 

Kurt and the other three halted their exit, and all four approached the teacher. 

Mrs. Fine looked at Kurt as he approached her by the front wall. The other three surrounded the teacher, who suddenly looked intimidated by the four teens around her. "Are you the one? Is it you four?" 

Kurt, in an intimidating manner, approached his teacher, and stood directly in front of her, inches from her face. "Don't ever ask that again." He made a sudden move that made Mrs. Fine flinch, and grabbed her arms just above her elbows. He moved his face closer to hers. He tried to kiss his teacher. 

Mrs. Fine threw her head back and only briefly turned her head. But once Kurt locked his lips on hers, she didn't resist further and her teen student wormed his tongue into her mouth. Kurt ran his right hand up Mrs. Fine's left breast, over her thin red sweater. The startled teacher inhaled and threw her chest out, but offered no other resistance as Kurt squeezed her breast and made out with her. When the sounds of other students approaching for the next class caught his attention, Kurt released his teacher, smirked at her, and calmly walked away with his friends. 

CHAPTER 4 


Teacher Upskirt Shows



"Goddamn, you are so fucking hot, Jackie!" Kurt's email that night was the first where he disrespectfully called Mrs. Fine by her first name. "How did it feel having all those eyes on your exposed panties? How did you like having your students feeling you up?" 

"Awful! Are you done humiliating me?" 

"Hell no! You're doing great, Jackie, but there's more fun to be had! Tomorrow, wear that grey dress that scoops down in front. And shoes. Nothing else. No pantyhose. No BRA. NO PANTIES! Oh, you can wear the white pearl necklace that you usually wear with it. But I repeat, NO PANTIES. 

"I can't do this! Please please PLEASE don't make me dress like that! I think I'd rather be fired. How many people have you told about the video?" 

"OK, if you really want to know, there are four of us that know about the video. But now there are others that know that you are dressing and acting like a slut, so we aren't the only four you have to keep happy. You don't know which four of us it is for sure, so you have to let ALL of the students that approach you have their fun with you. And have you told anybody about all this? Did you tell your husband?" 

"Yes, I told him about it this weekend, but only my husband. He's being very supportive." 

Kurt had anticipated that Mrs. Fine couldn't keep this secret from her husband. Actually, the idea of making her husband aware that he was a cuckold to her students aroused Kurt. He quickly shot off another email with three video attachments: a video of Mrs. Fine spreading her legs and brazenly exposing her panties to her entire class; a video of several boys feeling her ass and snapping her thong behind her desk and Mrs. Fine doing nothing about it; And a video that Jake made of Kurt making out with her and feeling her tit. "It's not just about slapping a student anymore. It's about seducing your students. So if you're thinking you'd rather be fired, consider whether you'd rather be in prison and be called a slut and a sicko. Would you want your children to see you put in prison for being a sick pervert? 

"Show this email and these attachments to your husband. Tell him that if I EVER see him near me or any of my friends, I will release all of these videos to the public. And hey, also tell him that his wife's got a great ass! Don't forget what to wear tomorrow, and to keep your phone in hand in seventh period. Goodnight, Jackie, pleasant dreams." 

Mrs. Fine wore way too many khaki slacks and casual baggy tops for Kurt's taste, but she did have a few nice dresses like the grey outfit. At a glance it didn't look like anything special, except that it scooped down in the front, and once when she leaned over in front of Kurt she revealed the tops of her nice little titties in her bra. Kurt was hoping that without a bra on, he'd be able to see one of her nipples. Also, being a fairly tight one-piece dress, even though it didn't look very short when she was standing, when sitting it rode up nicely and showed a whole lot of leg. 

In seventh period, the first thing that Kurt ordered, via text, was for Mrs. Fine to sit on her desk in front of her class again. She must be guessing what was coming. Would she do it? Was she going commando as ordered? Kurt had a busy class scheduled and cut right to the chase. "Spread 'em wide, honey!" 

Even with her legs together, Mrs. Fine's dress rode up to show most of her bare legs again. She looked up, keeping her eyes on the ceiling, as she spread her legs. Kurt could see her bare pussy, covered with dark brown pubic hair, from the back of the room! His adrenaline was racing so much he had trouble typing on his cell phone. 

"Make eye contact. Look at all the students stare at your pussy," ordered Kurt's text. Eyes were peering up her skirt, heads were leaning down for a good angle, and necks were craning for better views. 

Kurt kept her moving and squirming and changing positions, and just plain spreading her long legs. "Put your left foot under you." "Put one foot up on the desk." "Lift your knee." "Shift your body to the left." "Now to the right." He didn't have to tell her to hike her skirt up further; it was practically to her hips! Even in the back of the room, Kurt could see her pink labia surrounded by plenty of dark hair. The class was stunned. For a change, there was no other distraction or talking from the generally rowdy group of predominantly males. The bright fluorescent lights and the daylight streaming through the windows gave plenty of light to view everything up the teacher's dress. Plenty of light even for a cell phone camera. 

After what was probably an excruciatingly long time for Mrs. Fine, but in reality about twenty minutes of class time, Kurt, text Mrs. Fine and suggested that she have individual conferences with each student and discuss their current grade. Her only orders were to make sure that she lean over and let the top of her dress hang open. If Mrs. Fine was unaware how much bra and cleavage she normally showed in that dress, she was getting clued in how much tit she would be showing without a bra. 

One by one, Mrs. Fine called up each student, male and female, and discussed their grade. As Mrs. Fine leaned forward as ordered and let her top gap wide open, Kurt watched each one look down her top. He particularly enjoyed watching Leo, Rod, and Jake brazenly peer into her top, and each may have had an arm around her, too. Kurt couldn't tell if they were feeling her ass like they did the day before, but they may have been. Kurt managed to find an excuse to sharpen a pencil at the front of the class, and sneak quick video pic with the cell phone camera. Damn, she WAS showing nipple! Kurt couldn't wait for his turn to sit next to his teacher and see her tits! 

Mrs. Fine seemed to make a point to call up Kurt last. That was OK with Kurt. When he finally got up there, he sat in a chair next to Mrs. Fine behind her desk, and pulled it up close, close enough that his right leg was rubbing against her bare left thigh. He put his right arm around her and placed his right hand on her right hip. He lowered his head until his eyes were just below his teacher's, just inches from her chest. The horny student got a near-point-blank look at his mature teacher's small cone-shaped titties. Both of them, all the way to her nipples! Her chest was fairly tan, but her tits were transparently white, making them stand out that much more. Mrs. Fine's nipples were a bright pink. They were smooth and soft when Kurt first peered in, but before his eyes they got hard and puckered and shriveled, her taught nipples poking straight out like pencil erasers. 

"These are your grades, Kurt," said Mrs. Fine in a wavering uncomfortable voice. "Your average looks to be about a fifty-eight. Not passing." 

"Oh, but I will pass," Kurt said coyly. As he looked down her top, he moved his right hand around, under the desk, and placed it on her bare left thigh. The aroused teen practically shivered himself, feeling this sexy teacher's long smooth bare thigh for the first time. 

Mrs. Fine kept her knees and thigh firmly together, but when Kurt ordered, "spread your legs, Jackie," she did as ordered. Kurt smoothly slid his right hand up her thigh, under her skirt, and found her naked pussy. 

"Huh!" Gasped Mrs. Fine. But she made no attempt to stop her naughty teenaged student from rubbing his palm over her hair-covered pussy mound. In fact, she instinctively arched her hips forward to meet the hand, and spread her thighs further apart. 

Kurt looked up at the rest of the class. They were talking and distracted, and some were looking up at him and Mrs. Fine, but they stayed in their seats. Kurt's middle finger found his teacher's slit. He ran the digit up and down it a few times, and realized it was quite moist. It was no problem to slide it inside of the MILF teacher. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his teacher open her mouth and emit a moan. Her eyes were wide open as she was finger fucked by her young student. 

With his left hand, Kurt worked on his own pants, unsnapping them and unzipping them. With a little effort, he managed to unfurl his stiff cock, releasing it under the desk, where only Mrs. Fine could see it. 

"Oh, no," moaned the shocked teacher quietly. 

Kurt took Mrs. Fine's left hand with his, and placed it on his stiff cock. "Give me a good hand job, Mrs. Fine." Mrs. Fine slowly stroked her long fingers up and down the shaft, from the purple head down to the hair-covered base. She tried to keep her movements subtle to keep the other students from getting suspicious, Kurt presumed. Still, if they were paying attention it must look unusual to the students to see Kurt and the teacher pressed close together so long, their hands under the desk, and some form of movement going on. 

"Ha, huh." Mrs. Fine emitted the occasional pant or moan when Kurt found a tender spot. Slippery liquid was gushing out of the teacher. The young Kurt was no expert on sex, but he was surprised that a woman who was fingered against her will would have so much juice. He thought women got wet when they were aroused! 

Kurt himself was aroused, as he looked down at the older, slightly wrinkled hand stroking his cock, with the gold wedding band and large diamond on her ring finger. He looked down her top again. Each time Mrs. Fine stroked his cock, it caused her little hanging tits to jiggle back and forth. 

Kurt glanced up and saw that Jake and Leo were watching him, grinning. They had their cell phones out. Several other students got up to sharpen pencils and throw out papers. They didn't get right behind the desk but they got close enough that they may have seen some sort of rubbing activity under the desk. Jake got around enough that he might have been getting some good videos of the action. Kurt hoped that he didn't scare Mrs. Fine. 

But Mrs. Fine was distracted. She was arching her pussy up and down, and wiggling her bare bottom on her chair, circling it around Kurt's finger. Her breathing was uneven. Her eyelids were heavy, like she had trouble keeping them open. Finally she clamped her thighs around Kurt's hand in with a vice-like grip, and emitted an audible, "eeee!" that startled several class members, and rested her head on Kurt's shoulder. 

It was just at that point that Kurt lost control, and shot a load of his sperm on his pants leg, Mrs. Fine's hand, Mrs. Fine's thigh, even the underside of the desk. Mrs. Fine stroked him a few more times as she panted and recovered from her own orgasm, getting her hand soaked with her student's sticky cum. When she regained some composure, she opened her desk drawer and pulled out a wad of Kleenex, and tried to subtly clean up the mess. Kurt had a wet spot on the front of his pants, but there was nothing to be done about that. Kurt stood up and returned to the rear of the class, wet spot and all, just as the bell rang. 

Out in the hall, several of the boys, not just Kurt's close friends, asked him what was going on behind the desk. 

"Smell my finger," was Kurt's reply, and he held up his sticky right middle finger for them to sniff Mrs. Fine's love juice. 

CHAPTER 5 

All along, Kurt had been hammering into his three friends' brains that they must control the videos. If any of the incriminating videos got into other people's hands and ultimately got into authorities hands, they were screwed and the game would be over. Kurt had taken a few precautions just to confuse Mrs. Fine and her husband in case they wanted to track him down. He borrowed numerous cell phones to make some of the text messages, and used school computers to send emails so they didn't all come from a single IP address. 

But too many of the other students had seen Mrs. Fine flashing her pussy and tits, wearing thongs, and letting Kurt and the others feel her up. When asked about this at lunch, after school, and in the halls, Kurt and the others' pat answer was simply that Mrs. Fine was a horny slut that liked to secretly turn on her students, and as long as other adults didn't find out, they could all get away with cool stuff with her. 

So after watching their sexy teacher show her wares to them and let other students touch her, a number of the randy boys took matters into their own hands, and would then report their successes back to even more boys. 

One boy got behind Mrs. Fine in a bottleneck in a crowded hallway, and touched her ass over her slacks, and when she didn't resist he goosed her crack with his hard cock. Mrs. Fine didn't even look back at him. 

Another teen saw Mrs. Fine walking down a crowded hall going the opposite direction as he was. Just as she passed him, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed her left tit, getting a quick feel over her sweater, before continuing on his way like nothing happened. 

Another teen approached Mrs. Fine at her desk with his book and asked her a question on a particular passage. As he held the book in front of her, he rubbed the back of his hand over her tit, and Mrs. Fine just endured it. 

Several other teens reported reaching under Mrs. Fine's skirt and feeling her ass over her panties or thongs, depending what she was wearing that day. This was no longer happening only in seventh period, but in all of Mrs. Fine's classes, all day every day. 

One of Kurt's favorite incidents he got to witness himself, in the cafeteria. Mrs. Fine had her back to Kurt and most of the room, while walking through the crowded cafeteria with a tray of food. A boy approached Mrs. Fine, and quickly "pantsed" her, tugging down her slacks to her ankles, before he quickly scooted away. Mrs. Fine was wearing thongs as per Kurt's request the previous night, and so her bare white ass was exposed to dozens of teenagers. Although Kurt had felt that ass, he had never really seen it in all of its glory, so it was a welcome sight seeing the mature teacher's pale bare ass cheeks exposed to so many teenagers in school. It was quite a nice looking ass, for a mature woman. Mrs. Fine had her hands full balancing the heavy food tray, and it took her a moment to awkwardly drop it on a nearby table, so she could bend down and pull up her pants, looking back at the whistling and hooting boys. 

Kurt shot off an email to Mrs. Fine, telling her she was doing a wonderful job. 

"How long is this going to go on?" She asked. 

"Until we receive our grades at the end of the year. There's still a whole lot of time in the semester for fun!" 

"Everybody must know about this! There's more than just a few of you groping me." 

"I'm being perfectly honest. There are four of us that know about the videos. There may be a lot of other guys that have seen you show your body and seen you let other guys feel you up. But they don't know the real story. They just think you're a horny slut. Don't worry about them, let them have their fun. You don't know for sure which ones hold your future in their hands with the videos, so be nice to all of them. And how about you, have you told anybody else?" 

"No." 

"How about your husband? Is he under control?" 

"He's very upset." 

"Of course. Are you showing him all of these emails?" 

"Yes" 

"Is he there now?" 

"Yes" 

Kurt attached two more videos and sent them to Mrs. Fine's address. The first one was of Mrs. Fine sitting on her desk in front of the class in her gray dress, her legs spread wide, her pink hairy pussy on full display. The second video was a side shot behind Mrs. Fine's desk of Kurt with his cock out getting a hand job, and finger fucking the teacher. It was taken just as Mrs. Fine was in mid-climax, her head thrown back, her eyes up in the back of her head, and on the video's audio, Mrs. Fine's orgasmic squeal can be heard clearly. 

Kurt sent the videos, waited a few moments, and sent another follow-up email. "Make your husband watch the videos." Kurt ordered. "Did he see them?" 

"Yes" 

"Is he there now with you?" 

"Yes" 

Kurt picked up a phone and dialed Mrs. Fine's cell phone number. He had text her before, but this was the first time that he actually called her. Mrs. Fine answered tentatively and quietly. "Hello?" 

Kurt, trying to disguise his voice, whispered, "Hi, Jackie. Is your husband still there?" 

"Yes." 

"Put him on the phone." 

Kurt heard some muffled speaking, and finally a male voice came on the line. "Yeah?" 

"Your wife gives good hand jobs, Mr. Fine." 

"You sick punk bastard, I'm gonna fucking kill you!" 

"Shut up. You want these videos made public? Want your family to see them? Your friends, co-workers? Huh?" 

"No," murmured the subdued husband. 

"Play the second video, right now. Play it real loud so I can hear it through the phone. Do it NOW!" 

After a pause, Kurt could hear the audio from the second video. At first it was just the din of the classroom, but then, clearly even through the phone, was Mrs. Fine's orgasmic squeal. 

"She really enjoyed getting finger fucked by her student. Play it again, louder, and listen to her squeal." 

"My children are down the hall," said the male voice. 

"Yeah, and they never hear YOU make their mommy squeal like her student did!" 

Mr. Fine was speechless, but he was on the line. Kurt could hear the flustered, frustrated cuckold breathing and gurgling. 

"Keep your cool Mr. Fine, and this'll be over at the end of the semester. Don't do anything stupid. Maybe I'll send you more videos of your wife enjoying herself with her students. Now, tell your wife to wear her burgundy bra and panty set tomorrow, with her navy pinstripe suit and red silky blouse. Let me hear you tell her." 

Over the phone he heard Mr. Fine telling his wife, "He said to wear your burgundy bra and panties, and uh, your pinstripe suit tomorrow." 

"And the red silky blouse, with three buttons undone" Kurt repeated. 

"And the red silky blouse, with three buttons undone," Mrs. Fine relayed to his wife. 

"That's a good hubby. Talk to you later." Kurt hung up the phone. He had a big woody, picturing his teacher and her husband watching Kurt finger her to orgasm. But Kurt didn't masturbate. It was time to save himself for something better. 

CHAPTER 6 

It was time. Mrs. Fine had been taking her lunch alone in her classroom during fourth period, when there was no class in session. Probably to avoid some of the gropes and comments she'd been enduring constantly. Kurt, Jake, Leo, and Rod approached her room. They entered silently, and closed the door behind them. Mrs. Fine looked up, startled and scared. 

"Hi, Jackie," called Kurt. "It's time." 

Mrs. Fine stood up and stood before her desk as if she wanted to bolt out the door. The four boys silently surrounded her. Kurt took a second to study her outfit - matching blue pinstripe skirt and blazer, with the shiny red blouse. Kurt confidently grabbed the back of her head by her hair, and kissed her. 

"No, please," mumbled the frightened teacher between kisses. 

"Don't argue. Keep your mouth shut, Jackie." Kurt said calmly. Mrs. Fine backed up until her butt was against her desk. All four of the eighteen-year-old boys held her arms and waist, not violently or forcefully, but firmly and confidently. They knew that Mrs. Fine knew that she couldn't truly resist. 

Kurt moved his right hand up inside the loose jacket and felt her left tit over her bra and red satin blouse. She had, as ordered, left it unbuttoned below her bra, and Kurt had no trouble sliding his hand in the blouse and feeling her smooth-cupped bra. 

The other three boys began to feel their teacher, too. They held her hips, squeezed her ass over her skirt, and felt her right tit over her bra. Mrs. Fine only moaned in fear as Kurt made out with her. 

Rod and Jake lowered Mrs. Fine's jacket down her shoulders, and tossed it on the floor. Kurt unbuttoned the blouse more, and yanked the top open, but left if tucked into her skirt. He admired the look of her open blouse and burgundy bra for a moment, as Rod and Jake pulled the red garment off of her shoulders, leaving the teacher at the front of her classroom in her small sexy bra. 




Teacher Upskirt Shows



Leo was working on her skirt. He finally got in unlatched, and worked the zipper town her backside. He crouched down and tugged the tight skirt down her butt, until it fell down her legs. The leggy teacher was now standing barelegged, with her matching burgundy bra and panties in view. Her only other garments were her red shoes, white pearl necklace, pearl earrings, and her wedding ring. 

Rod and Jake each lowered one of her bra straps, and Jake tugged at her bra clasp in back, jerking the woman's torso a little as he tried to figure it out. Eventually he got the bra open, and let it drop off the teacher. 

Mrs. Fine let out an involuntary gasp as she stood topless before her students. She stared up at the ceiling, batting her eyelids as she fought back tears. There was a brief pause in the action as all four boys admired her topless form. They had seen her nipples before, as she leaned over in her gray dress, but this was the first time at seeing their teacher completely topless. Her smallish tits looked rounder and a little larger than Kurt had expected them to look, but overall they exceeded his expectations. They were very white and pale compared to Mrs. Fine's darker freckled chest, had just a little slope to them, but her nipple pointed straight out. 

It was only seconds before Kurt and Rod and Jake all fought for her naked tits, grabbing them and squeezing them crudely, jostling Mrs. Fine as she silently endured having her tits felt. 

The feeling became general, as hand roamed down to her panties and wormed their way inside the flimsy garment. Teen hands rapidly felt her ass and rubbed her hairy pussy mound. Leo finally tugged the panties down her butt with ease and down her legs, exposing her dark brown pubic hair and white ass. The mature wife and mom now had some flaws exposed, some stretch marks, a little sag here and there, and a bit of a tummy bulge. But to the horny teens these were minor imperfections on a beautiful work of art. Her bare ass got squeezed, jiggled, and lifted, and her pussy got rubbed and had fingers inserted in it. 

"Hey, her pussy's all wet!" Exclaimed Leo as his middle digit wormed its way in and out of his teacher." 

"I told you," said Kurt, as he sucked on her left nipple. "She's a hot slut!" 

All four boys took turns making out with the teacher, as they fondled her. At first they held her arms to keep her from resisting, but as Mrs. Fine surrendered to the students they let go of her arms. Like a bunch of squirmy jerky boys they twisted her this way and that to bring her lips to theirs and gain access to her body parts, but still they were not violent or brutal. 

Jake was the first boy to pull off his pants and boxers and expose his hard hairy cock. He stood to Mrs. Fine's left side, took her left hand, placed it on his cock, and made her stroke it. Soon all four boys had dropped their pants and surrounded their teacher with their naked cocks. She gave hand jobs to Jake and Rod, Leo rubbed his dick head along her ass and up and town the tall woman's ass crack, and Kurt leaned forward and let his dick head get tickled by her pubic hair. 

Eventually the hand jobs became general just as the feeling was, with all four boys grabbing their teacher's hands and making her stroke their cocks, which led to a little juvenile giggling as they nearly had sword fights with their dicks over the rights to get hand jobs. There were also giggles when Mrs. Fine emitted little squeals and squeaks when someone or other would squeeze her too hard or penetrate her too much, or bite her neck too sharply. 

Kurt was ready. He pushed his teacher back down on her desk. "Lay back," was his only order, and the teacher hesitantly but obediently lied back on her desktop lengthwise. The papers and other objects on the desk where whisked to the floor with a couple of swipes from Rod and Leo. 

Mrs. Fine lied on her back with her long legs hanging off the edge. Kurt stood between her legs and spread her knees with his hands. He opened her pussy lips with his left hand, and aimed his dick head at her with his right hand. As the head grazed the teacher's wet outer lips, she emitted a moan, and one weak whimpering, "no," but otherwise offered no counter. Kurt slid his cock into her warm wet tunnel, slowly letting his whole shaft disappear into the dark wetness. 

Mrs. Fine emitted another "Ohh," and a few moans, as Kurt slowly slid in and out of her. Kurt tried to lift her thigh to get a better angle, but did his best to get into the saddle, and manage to stand between her legs and hump her fairly rapidly. 

"Oohhh," moaned Kurt. "This feels SOOO FUCKING GOOOOOD!" 

"Oooohh" whimpered Mrs. Fine, her torso being jiggled as Kurt fucked her, her white tits jiggling in unison on her chest. 

Rod and Leo grabbed the instructor's tits and played with them as their friend fucked her. Jake sidled up close to the desk, pulled Mrs. Fine's head and torso to the edge, forcibly turned her head towards him, and offered his cock to her lips. Mrs. Fine moaned between clenched lips and tried to shake her head, but as the persistent Jake held her hair tighter, she parted her lips and allowed the cock head to enter her mouth. She bobbed her head over the shaft, and soon it was glistening with her saliva.  

Kurt tried a couple of different positions with Mrs. Fine's long dangling legs, but eventually tried something he'd seen on Internet porn videos. He lifted both of her long legs and threw her knees up over his shoulder, until her legs were sticking straight up in the air. This allowed him the deepest penetration, and he fucked her rapidly. 

Rod and Leo were standing on either side of the desk and the teacher, and made her stroke their cocks while she fucked and sucked two others. 

"Mmmm, mmmm," moaned the teacher through the dick in her mouth. 

"Slap slap slap," was the sound of Kurt's pelvis slapping into the back of his teachers' rippling ass and thighs. Soon the teacher was moaning louder, sucking more furiously, and writhing more as her tits and nipples got tweaked, and she stroked the other two cocks faster. 

Kurt took a moment to run his hands up and down her long thighs, knees, and calves. Only days ago, just touching his sexy teacher's bare legs would have been the greatest thrill of his life. 

Mrs. Fine rocked from side to side, almost throwing Kurt out of her. But the teen hung on, and just as the teacher stiffened and shuddered through an orgasm, she let loose a wad of jism deep into her pussy. 

Kurt pulled out, and his place between Mrs. Fine's legs was quickly filled by Rod. Rod emulated Kurt, fucking deeply into his teacher's pussy. 

Kurt heard a choking sound emanating from his teacher, and looked up to see cum dribbling out of her mouth from Jake's dick. 

Kurt had only cum a minute before, but he never even got soft. He got back into the game, replacing Jake next to Mrs. Fine, and made the teacher suck the sticky dick that had just exited her pussy. The experienced wife's lips felt soft, but she sucked like she knew what she was doing. Within moments Kurt was already on the verge of orgasm again. 

Rod apparently came in Mrs. Fine's pussy, and pulled out and let Leo take his place. The teacher hummed on Kurt's cock as she moaned and squealed at apparent physical delight from the cock in her. As Rod came in her, she shuddered and gyrated through another orgasm. 

Mrs. Fine's pussy was empty for the moment, so Kurt made her concentrate on sucking him off. "Ohh, that's it, Jackie, ohh, I'm close! Here it comes!" He shot jizm into the back of his teacher's mouth. This time she did not choke, but swallowed and gobbled the cum, and on Kurt's orders licked his cock clean. 

Mrs. Fine lied back untouched for just a moment, crying. Jake approached her and appeared to be consoling her for just a moment, helping her to sit upright, and hugging her naked torso. But his mood was not sympathetic, and he ordered her to stand up and lean over her desk. Jake stood behind her and aimed his cock at his pussy. Mrs. Fine only moaned her disappointment at being taken again, but otherwise spread her legs and offered her backside to Jake, who slid his cock into her pussy and fucked her doggie style. 

Leo and Rod were back up on their feet, and played with their teacher's dangling tits as Jake fucked her from behind. Then Leo knelt on the desktop in front of Mrs. Fine, and made her suck his dick as she got fucked. 

Kurt took a moment to videotape the action with his cell phone camera, and then joined the others in feeling up the naked teacher. 

Despite having cum just moments before, it took Jake only a few minutes of slapping his pelvis into Mrs. Fine's backside to achieve a second orgasm, and he came and pulled out. 

Kurt could see that Mrs. Fine's knees were shaking as Jake finished fucking her, and coaxed her to climb up onto the desktop and kneel with her butt up into the air. Kurt climbed onto the desk right behind her. He took his cock in his hand, and aimed it at his teacher's puckered asshole that was sticking up towards him. Mrs. Fine moaned again, and whimpered one "Oh, please, don't." But Kurt ignored her, and began to work his cock, which was still fresh with Mrs. Fine's pussy juice and saliva, into her ass. 

It was a great feeling just having his crotch nestled in between her soft buns. And while the teen wouldn't classify fucking his teacher's ass as better than fucking her pussy, it was something he'd never done before, and reveled in his power over his helpless whimpering instructor. It was a tight fit, and a little too much friction, but as he thrust in and out, he was soon ready to explode again. 

Mrs. Fine moaned and groaned. Kurt looked up to see Jake with his cell phone videotaping the action, but the other two teens were right up next to their teacher, playing with her tits again. Kurt grabbed Mrs. Fine's hips - she did have just a little bit of a love handle there - and pulled back and forth on her torso. Leo reached under Mrs. Fine and toyed with her vacant pussy, not far from Kurt's cock. As he ran his whole hand over her crotch, he apparently found some spot that drove Mrs. Fine wild, for she let out a yelp, and continued yelping as Jake rubbed her there. 

Mrs. Fine was grunting and chortling in a most un-ladylike manner. She was sticky with sweat and cum, and perspiration dripped off of her nose. "Huungng!" Gharrggg!" 

As her asshole relaxed and loosened, Kurt fucked her ass faster. Jake rubbed her pussy faster, and the other two tugged on her dangling nipples like little cow udders. "UUURRRGGGGGHHH! HUMMMMMMMMPHHHH!" 

Mrs. Fine threw her body around the desk as much as the cock in her asshole would allow. She raised her head, let out a bark like a dog, and tightened her asshole around Kurt's cock. 

Kurt let flow some jism into Mrs. Fine's asshole. Finally the gyrating teacher bucked him off, and he finished his orgasm by dribbling cum on her ass and back. Mrs. Fine collapsed, face first, onto her desktop, panting and sobbing and moaning. 

The free period was just about up and another class would be starting in ten minutes. Kurt suggested to all that they get wiped off and dressed. As each found their clothes, Kurt got Mrs. Fine's Kleenex box out of her desk drawer. Fortunately it was nearly full, for each of the participants needed a handful of Kleenex to wipe their bodies off. Mrs. Fine, lying on her desktop in a fetal position, was still sobbing. Kurt and Jake helped her to sit up, grabbed some Kleenex and wiped off her face and back and other body parts. Finally the teacher gained some composure, and looking at the clock, wiped off her pussy. As the others dressed they watched their semi-stunned teacher find her clothes and get dressed. 

"Thanks, Jackie, I hope you had as good a time as we did," said Rod. 

"Yeah, you sounded like you did," chuckled Jake. With that the boys turned and sauntered out the door, leaving the stunned teacher to pick up her papers and books from the floor. 

CHAPTER 7 

Kurt decided to give the traumatized teacher a break from the heavy fucking, but he could not stop the juggernaut that became "Let's feel up Mrs. Fine." No matter what she wore, whether Kurt ordered a sexy or exposing outfit that day or whether he gave her a break and allowed her to wear more conservative and casual clothes, there were daily reports of students goosing her in the hall, reaching right into her blouse and feeling her tits, and hands sliding into her panties and invading her flesh. 

There was the guy that approached Kurt in the hall, held out his middle finger, and said, "Want to smell Mrs. Fine?" 

"I've smelled her," Kurt chuckled. 

There were stories of unknowing seniors who were following Mrs. Fine up the stairs, and as their eyes naturally looked up her skirt, saw bare ass and crotch instead of the expected panties. 

One day Kurt made Mrs. Fine wear a skirt with pantyhose, but no panties. He always thought that would be a sexy look. Mrs. Fine had already flashed her bare pussy to her seventh period class, but Kurt told her to flash all of her classes today. Kurt got reports, and cell phone videos, of the leggy teacher sitting on her desk, spreading her legs wide and lifting her knee, and showing her panty-less crotch under her hose. It didn't look so impressive on a cell cam photo, but in seventh period Kurt got to see live what an awesome show that was, clearly seeing the teacher's dark pubic hair through her sheer hose. 

Another day Mrs. Fine wore a flowered blouse, braless, and had it unbuttoned nearly to her naval. She wore a blazer over it between periods, but in each class she lectured to her students with her blouse hanging open and showing her right tit to anybody that she walked by. Kurt laughed when he heard that some unwitting girl told Mrs. Fine that her blouse was unbuttoned, and Mrs. Fine had to make a show of buttoning it and thanking the girl, only to unbutton it later for the next class. 

Kurt also had noticed in the past that Mrs. Fine owned an elegant white blouse that was completely sheer and nearly see-through, that she only wore under a blazer and over a camisole and bra. One day, on Kurt's orders, she wore it with nothing at all under it, and, at least in class, nothing over it. It was almost like she was topless in each of her classes. The shape of her breasts were clearly visible, her areolas contrasted sharply with the sheer white fabric, and she jiggled her way around class every hour that day. In seventh period Kurt noticed that the effect was particularly stunning close-up when she was standing with the windows to her back and sides, the sun shining through her blouse and highlighting the shape of her breasts. 

Mrs. Fine had become such an obedient sex slave that she would chronically give an honest answer to anything Kurt asked. In an email Kurt got Mrs. Fine to admit she had some smaller and slinkier outfits at home that she never wore to school. He ordered her to wear one particular black outfit that she described, but allowed her to wear a black button sweater over it to avoid suspicion amongst the rest of the faculty, who were likely already alarmed at some of their co-worker's strange attire and behavior of late. 

The next day Mrs. Fine obediently wore the little black skirt that was nothing but a little tube. It was shorter, tighter, and lower slung on her hips than anything she ever wore to school. She had explained in her email that she bought it years ago for a party and it didn't really fit anymore. It was tight. It curved around and clung to her mature butt, caused her little tummy bulge to be noticeable, and was so short that the tall teacher looked all leg. The top was a halter style, a little loose for her wide slender shoulder and smaller breasts, and the straps kept falling off of her shoulders and she was constantly pushing them back up. There was a gap of several inches between the top and the skirt, baring some of her not-quite-flat tummy around her belly button. During most of the day, when she wore a button sweater over it, it just seemed a bit short and tight. But Kurt had ordered her to take the sweater off once she was in each class with the students. All day long Kurt received reports of how Mrs. Fine let her ass or her pussy show in the short tight skirt, how good her braless tits looked in it, how her tits were on display as she leaned over, and how she was constantly tugging it this way and that in a vain attempt not to expose flesh. 

The last hour of the day was a boring pep assembly. Faculty members occasionally sat in the bleachers intermingled with the students to keep them under control. Kurt invited Mrs. Fine to sit with him in the corner section of the bleachers during the assembly. 

As the students found their way up the bleachers, Kurt located Mrs. Fine, and escorted her to a spot midway up the bleachers in the corner section, and then he sat several rows lower and to the left. She had her sweater on, but the leggy teacher still got plenty of stares, and a few whistles, as she climbed her way up the steep bleachers in her short tight skirt. More than a couple of students likely got an eyeful of her panty-less bottom as they sat under her and looked up her skirt as she spread her legs and climbed up. 

Once Mrs. Fine was in the bleachers, the section filled up mostly with the male population, friends of Kurt's and the others in his gang. But there were literally hundreds of horny males surrounding the sparsely clad teacher. Mrs. Fine would have had a hard time keeping her legs closed enough not to allow views up her skirt from the rows below, but with Kurt sitting several rows lower and texting her to spread her legs wide, dozens of males were looking back up at Mrs. Fine's naked pussy. Kurt text messaged her to remove her sweater and lean forward, and allow those around her to see her braless dangling tits. 

As soon as the students got bored with the assembly, which was about three minutes into it, they turned their attention completely to the underdressed teacher in their midst. Several around her had already groped her or seen others do it, so the first thing the guys sitting right next to her and in the row directly behind her did was start to play with her ass. Forced by Kurt to lean forward to afford views to her nipples, the two-piece outfit left a large gap at her back just above her tailbone, and with no panties on Mrs. Fine was displaying a plumber's crack. Several boys subtly touched the bare flesh above her skirt, and with no resistance, got continuously bolder, touching her hips, the top of her ass over her skirt, and finally one teen slid his hand down her crack inside her skirt. The boys took turns doing this, getting a little stinkfinger from her crack, as other boys looked down at her tits and the ones below her gawked at her bare pussy. Late in the period someone stuck a pencil down Mrs. Fine's ass crack, causing snickers. 

CHAPTER 8 

Fourth period was when Mrs. Fine now chose to eat alone in her empty classroom, the period when the four teens had taken her en masse. Now Kurt let her know that since she chose not to parade her body around the student population, that she was expected to be in that empty classroom during every fourth period. 

The day after Kurt had given his teacher that order, he sauntered in alone to see Mrs. Fine standing at the board in front of the class, erasing the board. She froze when she saw her teen attacker, but said nothing. 

Kurt sat down in the teacher's chair. "C'mere, Jackie," he ordered. Mrs. Fine tentatively walked around to the side of her own chair where the student was sitting. Kurt took her hand, and led her around to his front. Mrs. Fine now stood facing Kurt in front of the chair, with her back to her own desktop. Kurt looked her up and down, admiring her figure, checking her out yet again. She was wearing a casual print skirt made of a flimsy fabric, hemmed below her knees, and what appeared to be a slip underneath, but no hose. "I just can't get enough of looking at you. It's too bad I'm going to pass my classes this semester, so I can't come back next year and look at you every day." 




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Kurt leaned forward. He put his hands on the sides of her knees over her skirt. Mrs. Fine instinctively stepped back, but her thighs were pressed into her desk top behind her. Kurt lowered his hands down below her hemline, and slid them up under her skirt, feeling the outside of her long smooth legs as he lifted the skirt above her knees. "I'll never get enough of your awesome legs, Mrs. Fine." 

Kurt continued sliding his hands up the front of her upper legs, lifting the skirt along with his hands, to expose her legs to his gaze. When he got to mid-thigh, he gently pushed her back, so her butt was resting on the edge of her desktop. Kurt slowly pushed her knees apart, and the obedient teacher spread her feet apart and opened her legs. Kurt pushed the skirt still higher, until her blue cotton panty crotch was exposed, just inches from his eyeballs. 

Kurt bunched the skirt and slip up around the teacher's waist, and massaged her calves, knees, and thighs, while staring at her blue cotton panties pulled tightly around her pussy mound, sucked into her slit. The panties were not thongs, but appeared to but a little high cut, which accentuated her mound at the top of her long thighs. Kurt squeezed the flesh of her upper thighs for a moment. Then he reached up and grabbed the sides of her panties. Mrs. Fine sighed as he tugged down on them, knowing her naked vagina was about to be exposed to her student once again. 

Kurt slid the cotton garment down her thighs, past her knees and ankles, and left them bunched up around her right foot. He re-parted her knees again, and leaned forward in his chair. He pressed his face into her hairy crotch. 

"Huuhh!" Mrs. Fine moaned when her teen student's tongue first found her slit. The teen was no expert on oral sex, but he knew how to wag his tongue, and licked his teacher rapidly, alternately circling his tongue around her pussy lips, wagging it back and forth rapidly, and jabbing it inside her as far as he could go. When he performed the latter, he burrowed his face as far into her hairy pussy as he could, her hair tickling his cheeks, his nose rubbing the top of her vagina. It was the nose part that caused the teacher to go "Ohhh," which she repeated every time he rubbed his nose into her. 

With each burrow, Mrs. Fine arched her pelvis into Kurt's face and spread her legs wider. "Hoooo, Whhooooo," she whimpered, leaning back on the desk with her hands white-knuckle grasping the edge of the desktop. 

Kurt's hands roamed from her thighs to her hips to her bare butt. He pulled her crotch into his face, twisting his head, and licked rapidly. "Oh, oh, ohhhh!" 

Mrs. Fine lifted her feet up and placed them on her own chair, on either side of Kurt. Kurt felt her long warm smooth thighs pressed against his cheeks. "Uhhhhh!" 

Mrs. Fine put her hands on the back of Kurt's head and pulled his face towards her, and thrust her hips faster, "Ah! Ahh! AHHH!" She clamped her thighs around his ears like a vice, and threw his head back and forth, lifting one butt cheek and then the other off the desk top. "EEEEEHHHH!" Kurt heard the familiar squeal that he heard when he finger fucked her to orgasm, only this time it was louder and longer. 

Mrs. Fine finally relaxed her grip of Kurt's head, spread her legs wide, and rested her elbows back on the desk top, panting. Kurt pulled the chair back away from the desk, and took a long look at his teacher with her legs spread wide. 

Kurt glanced at the clock. Ten more minutes until the period ended. Plenty of time for a horny teen. He quickly dropped his pants and gave his own hard cock a half-dozen quick strokes. Then he aimed the cock head at his teacher's glistening pussy. There was plenty of juices in it to allow his to slide in with one thrust. 

Mrs. Fine was practically silent as Kurt stood between her legs and fucked her on her desk. She looked up at him, panting, as he slapped his hips into her bare thighs. Within three minutes he came in her pussy. Without another word, he zipped up his pants, and exited the room. 

The next day, Leo announced that he wanted to go fuck Mrs. Fine on his own during fourth period, so he did. But that didn't stop Kurt and Jake from swinging by her room and peek into the window to watch and get a quick cell phone video. They arrived in time to see Leo sitting in Mrs. Fine's chair; the way Kurt had the prior day. But now Mrs. Fine was sitting on his lap, straddling Leo, facing him, with her skirt hiked up to her waist. She fucked up and down on her student while he reached up under her top and felt her tits. 

After a few minutes, they saw Mrs. Fine stand up, and turn around, straddling Leo again but with her back to him. This seemed to give her more leverage to bounce up and down on Leo's cock. Leo was leaning back in the chair, with the tall teacher leaning her body back into his. His hands were around her chest on her tits, again, and he pushed up her top and bra, letting the garments rest on her chest, and jiggled her naked tits as he fucked her hard. 

Kurt and Jake could now hear Mrs. Fine squealing and grunting. Her head was thrown back onto Leo's shoulder. She thrashed about, rolled her eyes up into the back of her head and jerked and shuddered. Then she relaxed, her body splayed on top of Leo's, until he finally had to push her off to get up out of the chair. 

The next day was Rod's turn. When Kurt and Jake snuck a peek at them, Rod was leaning on Mrs. Fine's desktop, with his pants down around his ankles. Mrs. Fine, in a demure conservative blouse and long skirt, knelt in front of him. Her lips were wrapped around his cock, and she deftly bobbed her head up and down his red shaft. Her lips were stretched wide, and she occasionally turned her head to lick Rod's balls. Later, Kurt and Jake asked Rod if he made her lick her balls. Rod answered that no, he didn't tell her to do that, that she chose to do that on her own. 

The following day, both Jake and Kurt insisted that they were horny and wanted to fuck Mrs. Fine during fourth period. The compromised, and went to see her together. Soon Kurt was sitting on the edge of the desk getting a blowjob from the teacher who stood before him leaning over his lap, while Jake stood behind her and fucked her doggie style. 

Outside of fourth period, it was hard to get Mrs. Fine really alone to have their way with her, but there were some opportunities. Once Kurt was wandering the empty halls while blowing off his second period class, when he spotted Mrs. Fine coming though the stairway door, and drop a paper off at the office. He anticipated that she would be rushing right back up the same stairway to her class, and waited for her on the first landing. 

Sure enough, he heard the lower door open, and Mrs. Fine hurried up the staircase to return to her class. She let out a gasp when she spotted Kurt waiting for her. Kurt put his hands on her shoulders. 

"No, Kurt, my class is waiting for me," Mrs. Fine whispered in the echoing stairwell. 

"Let them wait. This won't take long." He turned Mrs. Fine's body and gently pushed her down until her butt was on the hard stairs. He dropped his pants and boxers quickly, and stroked himself while standing over Mrs. Fine between her legs. Then he dropped down to his knees between her legs, pushed her shoulders back until she was lying on the stairs, and pushed her skirt up to her waist to reveal a pair of cotton print panties. Kurt simply pulled the panty crotch to the side to reveal her naked hairy pussy, and slid his cock into her. He lied on top of her on the stairway, using the bottom step for leverage as he thrust in and out of her. Mrs. Fine put her arms around his body, and he could hear her panting echo through the stairwell. 

Kurt knew he was taking a risk and fucked rapidly to finish quickly. But Mrs. Fine clamped her thighs around him and dug her fingers into his back. She emitted high-pitched whimpers in his ear as she thrust up to meet him. It wasn't even five minutes of work before they both had achieved orgasms, and Mrs. Fine rushed back up to her classroom with her backside full of dirt. 

One day during seventh period, the class took a "field trip" to the school library. Mrs. Fine was to help them check out appropriate books for a research assignment. 

The library was laid out with tables in the center of the room, surrounded by ceiling-high book shelves laid out in rows. But on one side of the room, between the tall rows of bookshelves and the center tables, were a row of lower, four-feet tall, book shelves filled mostly with research books. 

Halfway through the period, Kurt, Leo, Jake, Rod, and a couple of the other boys were hiding out in the rows of tall bookshelves. Most of the other students had gotten their books and were sitting at the tables in the middle of the room, along with various other students who happened to be in the library. The delinquent teens noticed that Mrs. Fine was helping some guy in the row of four-feet high shelves. Jake snuck over and stood behind Mrs. Fine. The other boys stayed quiet, and watched quietly from behind through the stacks of books. 

When the other guy got done with Mrs. Fine, Jake approached her from behind. Briefly he got her attention by asking about a book in the short row in front of them. 

As Mrs. Fine leaned over to look for a book, facing the tables in the middle, Kurt and the others watched from behind her as Jake reached down and felt her ass. Mrs. Fine stood up straight, startled, but with the four-foot bookcase between her and the rest of the library, nobody else could see Jake's handwork, except for the boys hiding behind them. 

Mrs. Fine appeared to be looking around the room to see if anybody else could see her getting her ass felt by her student. Jake ran his hand under her skirt, and felt her ass. It happened to be a day when Kurt had ordered her to go commando. 

Then Jake dropped to his knees like he'd been shot. He knelt behind Mrs. Fine, pushed her skirt up to her waist, exposing her bare ass to the hiding boys, but completely blocked out to the rest of the students. 

Jake quickly burrowed his face into Mrs. Fine's ass. She raised her head and opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She appeared to even be biting her lip to keep quiet. 

Jake's face was pressed firmly into his teacher's ass crack. Kurt and the others suppressed giggles. Kurt's first assumption was that Jake was showing off for his friends, just being outrageous, that sticking his nose into anybody else's asshole wasn't something he wanted to do for long. But Jake went at Mrs. Fine's ass crack with vigor, licking up and down her crack, appearing to burrow his tongue right into her asshole. 

Mrs. Fine put her hands out and braced herself on the bookcase in front of her. All the other students could see her face and down to about mid-chest, but they could not see Jake behind the bookshelf rimming the teacher in the library. 

While Jake licked and burrowed rapidly, enough to cause Mrs. Fine's ass cheeks to ripple, he reached around and seemed to be rubbing her pussy. Mrs. Fine's face was flush, she was still biting her lips, her eyes were closed, and her whole body was starting to shudder. Jake rubbed his four fingers over the front of her crotch as rapidly as he shook his head from side to side and up and down into her ass crack. He appeared to work a couple of fingers into her pussy. Kurt thought he could even hear his fingers sloshing around in her wetness. 

Kurt, and practically the whole quiet library, heard Mrs. Fine emit her trademark "Eeeee!" as she achieved orgasm. A number of students looked up, but all they could see was a distressed-looking teacher appearing to be standing by herself at a bookshelf. 

Jake pulled his face back, and Kurt could see that there was a three-inch wide ring of saliva surrounding Mrs. Fine's asshole. Jake literally crawled back to the taller bookshelves, as Mrs. Fine pulled down her skirt and smoothed it out, and nearly fell into the nearest chair to compose herself. 

CHAPTER 9 

On Friday, Mrs. Fine begged Kurt via email to let her wear underwear the next day because she had a faculty conference. Kurt relented. The next day her outfit consisted of her tight thin clinging blue sweater and a black flaring skirt, that wasn't very short but the flaring was sexy and gave the illusion of showing more leg than it did. Beneath it she wore a lacy white push-up bra, white satin thong panties, beige nylons, and a white garter belt. 

After seventh period, Kurt informed her that she was to go with him after school on a "date" with him and several other students. He made her call her husband and tell him to pick up the kids and that she wouldn't be home until late. She called her husband "Sam," the first time that Kurt had heard his name. Before she hung up, Kurt yelled into the phone, "Don't worry, Sam, we'll take good care of her. Don't wait up!" 

At 4:00 PM, Mrs. Fine met Kurt at the faculty parking lot. Since she had a nice large minivan, the boys volunteered that they would use her vehicle, but Jake would drive it. Kurt and Rod climbed into the far back seat with Mrs. Fine between them, and three other boys filled out the middle and front seats. 

The first stop on their "date" was a burger joint, and Mrs. Fine "treated" her six teen "dates" to pizza and pop. The seven of them squeezed into a large booth at the pizza joint. She sat with the teens while they ate and listened to their juvenile conversations and food fights. Kurt and the others got in a few feels of her legs, but nothing out of control. 

Back in the car, Kurt and Rod again sat in the back with Mrs. Fine, and this time Kurt took the liberty of making out with his teacher, and feeling her tits under her sweater, very aware that the other passengers in the middle and front seats were watching him do it. He made a point to spread her legs wide as he rubbed her pussy mound, allowing easy view of her white panties between her nylons and white garter belt. Kurt hoped the other guys could see him snake his hand into the side of her panties and finger fuck her. 

The next stop was a liquor store, and since Mrs. Fine was the only one old enough to buy liquor, and the only one with lots of money, she was told to go in and buy numerous cases of beer, and a bottle of gin. 

After the liquor store, Kurt allowed Rod to make out and feel up Mrs. Fine in the back of the van, although Kurt did grab her hand and make her give him a hand job through his pants as she did the same to Rod with her other hand. 

The final stop was Leo's house, because his parents were gone for the weekend. Mrs. Fine was led downstairs to a large finished basement. Within minutes of their arrival and transfer of the booze from the van to the basement refrigerator, thirty other students, mostly Senior boys, arrived and headed for the beer. An Ipod with speakers blasted out loud metal tracks. More boys arrived to the sight of Kurt and the others fast dancing with their sexy "date," Mrs. Fine. 

After being plied with a couple of strong drinks of gin, Mrs. Fine was working up a sweat dancing, to the calls and encouragement of all the boys there. She was quickly the center of attention and the entertainment. A vast majority of these teens had had Mrs. Fine as a teacher either this year or in prior years. Her tits may not have been big, but in her bra and tight sweater, they bounced in unison nicely for the boys. Her pleated skirt jumped as she did, showing more nylon-covered leg, and the occasional glimpse of white garter and bare thigh meat. And the cultured woman was a good enough dancer that she got her hips and ass shaking pretty good, clearly to the pleasure of the beer-clutching teens standing and sitting around her. 

In no time the teenaged drinking party was in full swing, with Mrs. Fine the only female in attendance, and the object that most had their eyes on. It seemed like it only took the young drinkers a few sips of beer before they became boisterous. Many of them called for Mrs. Fine to "Shake it!" "Shake that booty!" "Shake that thing!" Soon they were trying to outdo each other in their outrageousness. "Shake your titties!" "Show more leg!" "Pop that booty!" "Shake that fine ass, Mrs. Fine!" 

Mrs. Fine, now programmed to obey all of her students' commands, did start to dance sexier, shaking her ass more. She was not young and not little, but she got her lanky body moving the best she could, thrusting her hips. With boys on all sides of her, some were getting eyefuls of her thrusting hips and shaking tits, while others were watching her "booty" shake as her skirt flew up. 

It didn't take long for calls to "Take it off!" "Show some skin!" The calls became predominant. Eventually a group of the boys chanted loudly in unison, "Take it off! Take it off!" It was impossible to ignore. 

Mrs. Fine crossed her arms, grabbed the hem of her sweater, and pulled it up. To the growing cheers of the boys, she lifted it up over her bra, over her head, and threw it to the floor. The teacher danced in her skirt and white push-up bra before the boys, the tops of her mature white breasts jumping into and out of her bra. 

The chants for her to strip continued. Mrs. Fine unzipped her skirt in back, and tugged it down her hips. She kicked it a little awkwardly away from her shoes, and continued dancing in her white thong panties and garters. Mrs. Fine was not a small woman, and her ass was not tiny, but she jiggled nicely for the boys, and her thighs and the ass flesh that hung out the thongs jiggled rapidly. The high school teacher certainly knew very well what "booty popping" meant, and when called to do so, she did her best to get her ass meat rippling rapidly. It was crude enough to get Kurt and all the others howling their pleasure. 

Mrs. Fine lowered her bra straps, one by one, to the growing anticipation of the crowd. When she unhooked the front-clasp bra, the bra practically jumped off her chest, and there was a thunderous roar from the boisterous boys as they watched their English teacher dancing topless. 

Mrs. Fine raised her arms, with her elbows slightly bent, and danced, throwing her chest in and out, and side to side. Her breasts were fairly firm for a woman her age, but they still bobbled, shook, swayed and jiggled more than a younger girl's would, to the delight of Kurt and the other boys who had never seen a live woman shake her tits like that before. As the boys fought for position for better views, Mrs. Fine turned and afforded each angle a view of her bare white breasts and white torso below her tanned chest and shoulders. 

The topless display squelched the calls for more flesh for a few minutes, as all teen eyes were riveted to Mrs. Fine's chest and rippling booty. Mrs. Fine's eyes alternately looked up at the ceiling in embarrassment, to the floor in shame, and at the leering grinning faces of her students who were watching her. Her eyes blinked away tears. 

Several of the boys pulled out dollar bills, and stuffed them in their teacher's panty waistband and garters. Soon the bill-stuffing got grabby, and Mrs. Fine was getting jostled by hands grabbing her ass and crotch as she tried to keep her balance dancing. 

Eventually there were calls for "More!" Mrs. Fine hooked her thumbs into her panties, hesitating to remove them. But the crowd couldn't wait, and the hands that were stuffing the bills and getting in feels now yanked down on her panties. One meaty hand yanked hard sideways, and an audible "rip" was heard from the silky fabric. The panties were quickly ripped right off the teacher, and she lost her balance and fell into the crowed. The boys were circled so tight around her that they caught her before she hit the ground, and pushed her back upright. 

Mrs. Fine continued dancing with her hairy pussy exposed to the boys. She looked particularly vulnerable as she repeatedly thrust her pubic mound into the faces of her students as if she were fucking their faces. Her ass was not the firmest, but it was nice and round, with a few noticeable flaws. But the way her mature ass flesh jiggled and shook in the faces of the teens had them grinning howling, and flat-out frothing and drooling. 




Teacher Upskirt Shows



Semi-intoxicated hands reached out and grabbed at skin. Teen fingers squeezed bare ass flesh; rubbed her pussy mound and lips; tweaked tit flesh and hard nipples; and every other part of her back, shoulders, long torso, and longer legs. The woman's garters and hose were ripped off. Finally, physically and emotionally exhausted from dancing and stripping, Mrs. Fine lost her balance and fell into the crowd. She was dragged to the nearby couch, thrown on one of her student's laps, and devoured. 

Hands fondled every part of her, fingers wormed inside every digit. A tongue briefly licked her asshole. Lips found hers and tongues rotated inside her mouth. 

Finally one larger boy managed to gain predominant control, covered her on the couch, and worked his hard cock into her pussy. The gangbang had begun. 

Cock after cock entered her pussy. It didn't take anybody a long time, and as soon as one cock vacated her, another one took its place. At first it was a long line of boys on top of her on the couch, between her legs, smothering her naked body. Then she was lifted up and placed on a student as he sat on the couch, and he fucked up into her as others felt her tits and shoved teen cocks into her hands and mouth. 

There was such a nonstop stream of moans, wails, groans, and grunts emanating from the teacher's mouth that possibly only Kurt, who knew what to listen for, could tell when the woman was having her own orgasms. And that happened countless times. 

Later she was pushed down on top of one of her students as he fucked up into her, and another drunken student climbed on top of her back and fucked her ass. This double penetration pushed out loud squeals and shouts from the terrified teacher. 

Far into the night, Mrs. Fine serviced cock after cock. More and more students showed up as the earlier ones left or passed out. Word must've gotten around, and the train was in full motion into the early morning hours. Kurt was only guessing, but there may have been as many as eighty to one hundred eighteen-year-old students fucking Mrs. Fine tonight, a sizable percentage of this year's graduating class. 

It was nearly dawn when only a handful of drunken teens remained, and all had been satisfied multiple times. Mrs. Fine's lips were swollen and chapped from sucking cocks. Her makeup ran down her face. Her hair was a sticky mess from having numerous loads of cum shot into it. Her pussy was raw. So was her asshole. She could barely walk from all of the soreness. 

She was covered with hickies. A battle had ensued somewhere in the middle of the night to see who could give her the largest and deepest hickies, with her neck, chest, tits, ass, inner thighs, and hips all covered with the dark marks. 

With no objections from any of the sleepy drunk teens, a dazed Mrs. Fine rummaged around to locate her clothes. Her panties were mostly ripped, but she put them on anyway because of all the cum leaking out of her holes. The rest of her outfit had gotten trampled and inspected throughout the party. Her garters were stretched out and her hose were nonstop runs. 

"Put them on anyway," ordered a half-awake Kurt. 

"They're so ripped, I don't even know if they'll stay on," said Mrs. Fine in a hoarse voice. 

"Put them on anyway. I want your husband to see you that way when you get home." Kurt pulled out his cell phone camera one last time. "Now say 'cheese'." 

Mrs. Fine shot him a quick dirty glance, then remembered her situation and only looked down at herself in shame. Her sweater had booze stains, rips, and handprints over the breasts. The zipper was broke on the skirt, so her panties protruded in back. And the skirt too was covered with cum stains. One or more boys had used it to wipe themselves off with before going home. Mrs. Fine found her gold necklace and crucifix where it had been yanked off of her. Her shoes were gone. 

Kurt, who had been the keeper of her car keys, tossed the key chain to her, and watched her head barefoot for the exit. But he couldn't resist a couple of taunts. "See you Monday, Mrs. Fine. Tell your husband I'll be emailing you and him some awesome cell phone videos of your performance tonight. This will all be over for you in less than a semester. But isn't it nice to feel so wanted?" 

THE END