22 comments/ 166238 views/ 92 favorites Making Teacher Mine Ch. 01 By: centrum1000 It was a warm and sunny spring afternoon when the chain of events began that would forever change her life. Samantha Harrison was enjoying a latte while grading papers at a campus coffee shop when she left her table just long enough for someone to swipe her laptop. Returning from the bathroom she froze when she saw the half empty table in the middle of the room. Her papers were strewn across the table and on the floor. Thankfully she had brought her purse with her to the bathroom but she immediately felt foolish for such a lapse in judgment. Never in a million year did she think that someone would have stolen her computer, but she knew that some of the blame rested on her naiveté. After all, she and her husband moved to the suburbs from the city to get away from such petty crime. Samantha was a 26 year old English professor in a small New England college town. She had only been teaching for a few years, but she knew that this was her passion. She felt a powerful connection with her students and was well aware of the impact that a teacher could have on their lives. Her husband, Eric, was a salesman for a growing multinational software company that was in the early stages of expanding in the US. His job took him all over the county and even to Europe a few times a year. Whenever she could she would tag along on his business trips and go sightseeing or shopping while he went to meetings. They weren't rich by any means, but Eric made enough money for them to live in a comfortable single family house in a quiet neighborhood not far from campus. Outside of the classroom, most people called her Sam but she preferred to keep things more formal with her students and never shared that nickname with them. She preferred for her students to call her Mrs. Harrison. Sam is a tall slender woman, about 5'7" and 125 pounds. She has a medium sized chest that thanks to her age have maintained a youthful perkiness. Because of her work schedule she manages to go to the gym between classes and after years of religiously toning her body she has managed to recoup her college body, much to her husband's delight. Sam's dark red hair long is enough to cover her shoulders when down, but she often keeps it in a tight ponytail high up on her head. She is very proud of her body and likes to wear short skirts and revealing tops when she isn't teaching. Sam has always gotten a thrill from showing off her body but she has always been very careful to maintain a more conservative appearance on campus. After the initial shock of the theft passed over her Sam ran to the counter only to find that she was alone in the store. Moments later a young man walked in through the back with a box of coffee filters. "Excuse me" She shouted at him anxiously. "Uh, yeah can I get you something?" "Someone just stole my computer from over there" Sam turned her body and pointed at table where it happened. "Did you see anyone running out of here?" "No Ma'am. I was in the back room getting more filters. I'm sorry, I didn't see anything." "Well, do you have a camera or anything?" "Yeah we go one of those, but to be honest we never actually turn it on. We've never had any theft her before and that thing is such a pain in the ass to use." "Are you kidding me? You have a security camera and it's not even on?" "I'm sorry, but there isn't much I can do to help you. Do you want me to call the cops? Where were you when it happened?" Feeling embarrassed at the admission she said "I got up for a minute to go to the bathroom and when I came back it was gone." Realizing he didn't want to deal with this increasingly upset woman the young man pointed to the sign pinned up under the cash register that read: "Management is not responsible for lost or stolen items. Please keep your valuables with you at all times." "I'm sorry, but it's store policy." "Just great. Now what am I supposed to do? My whole life was on that computer." "I hope you have a backup" Sam was agitated enough at this point and realized that this punk kid wasn't going to be any help to her. She stormed across the room and collected what was left of her stuff and went outside. Sam called the police and waited on the bench in front of the coffee shop for twenty minutes until they arrived. She told them what happened and described the computer but was told that this type of thing happens from time to time and they rarely recover the stolen property. Feeling crushed that something that meant so much to her was gone she left to go home. On her way home she wondered if there was anything she could do to salvage the situation. She remembered reading an article about someone who stole a computer but was caught because the thief had used the video chat program in the owners account and the owner managed to capture a picture before the thief could log off. When she got home she logged into the instant messaging program on her phone and tried to log in. Whoever had stolen her computer appeared to have already changed her password, preventing her from accessing her account. Typing away at her touch screen she quickly made a new account and sent a message to her old account. SAMMYNEW: Hello Not expecting much she waited until finally her phone chirped. SAMMY109: Hi SAMMYNEW: You stole my computer! SAMMY109: Yes, I did SAMMYNEW: I need it back. I can pay you for it. SAMMY109: I don't think so SAMMYNEW: Why not? That thing is old; I'll buy you a new one if you return it SAMMY109: We'll see. First I want to have a little fun SAMMYNEW: What do you mean? Sam watched her blank screen waiting for a reply when a message appeared indicating that whoever she was chatting with was trying to send her a file. She clicked on the link and suddenly felt the true weight of what was happening to her. A picture appeared on her screen. It was hard to identify who was in the picture due to the size of her phone, but she knew exactly what she was looking at. SAMMYNEW: How did you get that? SAMMY109: Who is Justin? She knew she was in trouble. She started to panic thinking that her marriage would be over if her husband ever saw those pictures. She felt ashamed and angry. Sam loved her husband and couldn't bear the thought of hurting him. One day she got a friend request on Facebook from one of her old college boyfriends. She accepted and they began to send messages back and forth. Eventually she decided to open up a new email account to continue communicating with Justin as their messages were becoming increasingly flirty. She didn't see the harm in a little email flirting, especially since Justin lived on the other side of the country in California. Over time their messages became more explicit and eventually they began to send each other pictures. Sam sent Justin dozens of pictures of herself both naked and dressed in various pieces of lingerie. She began buying new lingerie for the express purpose of showing it off to Justin and had since amassed a sizable collection of sexy underwear. Their relationship took another turn when her husband invited her on a business trip to San Diego, where Justin lived. She didn't want him to know that she would be in town, but slipped up when she updated her Facebook profile. He suggested that they get together for drinks while she was in town. Since her husband would be preoccupied entertaining clients she figured that a few drinks would be harmless enough. One thing led to another and they ended up at his apartment. She was so wracked with guilt that she could barely look at her husband for the rest of the trip. She tried to put her illicit rendezvous behind her but she couldn't shake the feelings that she had for Justin. Robert Jacobson was a freshman at the college that Samantha taught at and was in one of her English classes. He didn't know who the computer belonged to when he took it. Robert was walking past the coffee shop when he looked in the window and noticed an empty store with a laptop sitting unattended begging to be stolen. He never planned on keeping it and figured that he could sell it on craigslist for some beer money. It wasn't until he got home that he realized whose computer it was. After a little snooping he came across her emails with Justin and the pictures. He couldn't believe his luck, Mrs. Harrison was by far the hottest teacher that he had seen on campus and here he was with a whole collection of naked pictures. He was debating whether or not he should share them with his friends when he got IMed by her asking the computer back. At first he considered her offer to pay to get it back, but he got nervous that she could get the police involved. Instead he had another idea for Mrs. Harrison; he wanted to see just how far she would go to save her marriage. SAMMY109: It sounds like you had a good time in San Diego! Does Mr. Harrison know about this? She realized that he must have gotten in to her email account. She quickly exited the chat and attempted to log in to her email only to find herself locked out. She knew that he had access to all of the details of her affair as well as all of the pictures. Her heart raced as she made a mental inventory of all of the pictures that she sent. Her face turned beet red at the thought of some stranger ogling her naked body. Her phone chirped with another message. SAMMY109: I'm guessing that you would like to keep this between us. It would be a shame to ruin a marriage over something like this. Maybe there is a way to make all of this go away. SAMMYNEW: How much money do you want? I'll give you anything. SAMMY109: I don't want any money from you. Like I said, I want to have a little fun and from the looks of those pictures so do you! Another link appeared on her screen. Sam's phone screen filled with a picture of her sitting on the edge of her bed wearing a thin green bra and matching panties spreading her legs apart. The material was so sheer that her hard nipples were clearly visible and with her legs spread apart so was her dark red pubic hair. She remembered that night well. The two of them sent each other pictures as they undressed and masturbated while also sending explicit emails describing what they wanted to do to each other. Sam remembered that she ended up climaxing with her favorite vibrator. SAMMYNEW: What do you want you little pervert! SAMMY109: Now, now. Name calling won't get you out of this mess. Remember, you did this to yourself. I'm willing to give you a get out of jail free card but you will have to do what I tell you to. She was starting to get uncomfortable with the idea of negotiating with this person, but she knew that he could destroy her marriage. SAMMYNEW: And what exactly do you have in mind? SAMMY109: Does your phone have a front facing camera? SAMMYNEW: Yes Sam clicked on the accept button for an invitation to video conference. She hoped that he would be foolish enough to show his face, but he must have put something over the camera leaving her with a black screen staring ominously back at her. SAMMY109: Good, the first thing I want you to do is set your phone down and step back so that I can get a better look at you. Nervously she stared into the screen not prepared to take orders from this person. SAMMY109: Samantha, you had better do as I say. Remember, I have access to all of your personal contacts. I could easily send those pictures and messages to you husband, your family and even the other professors right here on campus. The only way that you can save yourself is to do what I tell you to do. Now, I'm not going to warn you again. I am only giving you one chance to save yourself from public humiliation, a ruined marriage and a failed career. Put the phone down and step back so that I can get a better look at you. She knew that she was stuck. He was right; no matter what she did he could ruin her life. Her only choice was to submit to him. SAMMYNEW: If I do what you say, will you give me back my computer and leave me alone? SAMMY109: Yes SAMMYNEW: OK She got up and propped her phone on top of her dresser and stepped back far enough into the middle of the room to give him a look at her but not so far that she couldn't still read the screen. Samantha was wearing a light purple button down sleeveless blouse and a gray skirt that almost came down to her knees. After a minute of her nervously standing still another message appeared. SAMMY109: Very good. Now unbutton your blouse. Sam paused long enough for another message to appear. SAMMY109: Samantha? I thought we had a deal. She stepped forward and snatched up her phone. SAMMYNEW: I can't do this; I'll give you any amount of money She froze as the chat window closed and she saw that whoever was on the other end had disconnected. A brief sense of relief was quickly replaced by the panic and dread of what that person could do to her. Sam sent another chat request begging to leave her alone and promising that she would do anything. SAMMY109: I'm getting tired of this game. If you hesitate or disobey me again it's over. SAMMYNEW: OK, I'm sorry She couldn't believe that she was apologizing to this creep but she felt utterly hopeless. SAMMY109: Set the phone down again and take off your blouse. She put the phone back down and stepped back again. Slowly she untucked her blouse and nervously began to unbutton it. The cool breeze of air-conditioned air blew across her bare skin as she slowly pulled her blouse open exposing her bra. She wore a red lace bra that clasped together in the front. SAMMY109: Now take it off She pushed the blouse off of her shoulders and suddenly felt very vulnerable as her shirt fell to her feet. SAMMY109: Now the skirt Sam reached around her back and unzipped her skirt enough for it to slide down her thighs. She was now standing in front of her camera wearing only her bra and a matching pair of panties. Instinctively her hands moved to cover as much of her body as possible. SAMMY109: Don't stop there; I want you to get naked. Sam nervously paused at the thought of getting naked for a stranger. Knowing that she didn't have a choice she was strangely comforted thinking that he has already seen her naked and that she didn't have much to lose. She reached up and unclasped her bra revealing her firm breasts. She dropped her bra to the floor and slid her panties down her thighs until they join the rest of her clothes at her feet. SAMMY109: You have a beautiful body Samantha. Your husband is a very lucky man. But then so is Justin. Seeing her husband and Justin's name together made her feel even guiltier about what she had done. She realized that he was right and this was all her fault. She was beginning to accept that this might be karma getting even with her for being so awful to her husband. SAMMY109: Now let down your hair She reached her hands up and pulled the hair band out releasing her ponytail. Sam shook her head from side to side causing her silky red hair to flow over her shoulders and partially cover the tops of her breasts. SAMMY109: Now go and get that vibrator of yours. Her heart sunk into her chest as she was forced to realize that he had seen those pictures too. She couldn't believe how foolish she had been. She never should have gotten involved with Justin. She turned away from the camera and walked over to her nightstand. Her tormentor watched her long legs and bare ass as she bent over to retrieve her vibrator. The show ended after a few moments and she walked back to the camera with her pink vibrator in her hand. SAMMY109: We should move over to your bed where you'll be more comfortable Samantha. Prop your phone up against a pillow between your legs. Suddenly she knew where this was going but decided to go along with it thinking that this might actually be the end of it for her. She checked the time as she picked up her phone and saw that it was still early and she had several hours before her husband came home. Samantha arranged the phone so that it was propped up against a pillow at the foot of her bed facing up towards the head. She positioned herself so that she was leaning against the headboard with her legs spread wide apart on either side of the phone. She realized that she was giving this stranger a perfect close up view of her pussy. Sitting up in her bed naked with her vibrator in her hand she felt a shudder of excitement course through her body. She felt her nipples harden at the thought of being so exposed to somebody and not even knowing who it was. SAMMY109: Now fuck yourself just like you did for Justin Sam tried not to make eye contact with the camera as she rubbed the tip of the vibrator against the soft skin between her legs. SAMMY109: I can tell from your nipples that you like this. Is that right? She reached down with her other hand and quickly typed off a reply before putting the phone back in place. SAMMYNEW: Don't kid yourself you pervert! SAMMY109: It's OK. I can tell you like this. I'll bet you like to show off your body. Who could blame you; you are a very sexy woman with a hot body. The compliment got to her as she rubbed the plastic cock against her pussy lips. Samantha was surprised at how wet she was at this point; she knew that she shouldn't be enjoying this but he body had a mind of its own. She moved her other hand between her legs and rubbed her clit while slowly pushing the vibrator inside of her wet pussy. He body heaved and she arched her back slightly as the plastic cock penetrated her. Her pussy was soaking wet by the time that the vibrator was fully inside of her. Sam let out a soft moan as she continued to rub her clit with one hand while fucking herself with the other. Robert watched as the pink plastic vibrator disappeared into Samantha's tight pussy framed by her dark red curls of hair. Inch by inch she pushed it into her. He watched as her head rolled back in pleasure and her back arched pushing out her breasts. He was amazed that he managed to get his professor to fuck herself for him. He never planned on emailing anyone and worried that she would call his bluff. It became clear to him that she was prepared to do whatever he asked her and his head began to fill with sick and twisted ideas. Getting more and more excited watching her fuck herself he pulled out his cock and began to stroke himself at the same time. Sam forgot about the camera while she played with herself. Her body was tingling as she pushed herself closer to a climax. She moved her hand from her clit up her body and grabbed her breast taking her nipple between her fingers. Sam pinched herself while she turned the vibrator on. She felt the instant pleasure of the vibrator massaging her from deep inside of her pussy and let out a gasp. Leaving the vibrator pushed deep inside of her she used her hand to massage her clit again. Breathing heavily she felt her body shudder as the first wave of a massive orgasm washed over her body. Robert watched as Samantha lost control of herself. He watched the movement of her hand slow down until her orgasm subsided. She let her arms drop of her sides and sat quietly with the vibrator still buried inside of her buzzing away. With her eyes closed she felt herself building into another orgasm. Robert furiously stroked his cock while watching Samantha's naked sweaty body. He could see that her breathing was picking up again and suspected that she was about to have another orgasm. He watched as her body heaved again. She moved her hand between her legs to turn off the vibrator as she came again. Robert couldn't hold back any more and shot his load hitting the screen of her laptop. Sam opened her eyes and snapped back to reality. She felt ashamed that she could feel so much pleasure under these circumstances. SAMMY109: Very good show Samantha. I knew you would enjoy it. I think we are going to have plenty of fun together. Making Teacher Mine Ch. 01 She was so consumed by embarrassment and guilt that she couldn't bring herself to respond. SAMMY109: It's getting late. You should clean up before your husband gets home. This was fun, but before I go I have a few instructions for you. From now on I only want you to wear high heels to class. Do you have a garter belt? SAMMYNEW: Yes SAMMY109: Of course you do ;-) I want you to wear a garter belt from now on unless I tell you not to. Tomorrow I want you to wear the same dress that wore in San Diego when you met Justin, and a pair of red panties with no bra. One last thing, from now on when you read to the class I think you should sit on your desk instead of in your chair and every time you turn the page I want you to slowly cross your legs. SAMMYNEW: What class are you in so I know? SAMMY109: You don't think that I'm that stupid do you? I want you to follow my instructions in every class. You won't know who I am, but I will be watching you. If you don't follow my instructions even once I will ruin you. Sam thought it over and realized that she was stuck. SAMMYNEW: OK She remembered the dress she wore in San Diego; it was a floral print summer dress with a spaghetti strap top. The hem fell around the midpoint of her thigh revealing much more of her skin than she would normally dare in class. The upper part of the dress hugged her curves and cradled her firm chest. The skirt of the dress opened up at her waist and flared out so that the fabric danced around her thighs as she walked. At least he had good taste she thought. Samantha had three classes every day. Each one had about 50 students in it and she knew that she wouldn't recognize most of them if she saw them on the street. She struggled to think if any of her students stood out in her mind but she came up blank. At least she wouldn't be showing off to most of the class since the room she taught in had stadium seating. She figured that whoever was doing this to her would be sitting in the front few rows so that they could watch her during class. She convinced herself that if she tried hard enough she might be able to figure out who was putting her up to this. SAMMY109: Now remember my instructions for tomorrow. I'll be watching. Good night Mrs. Harrison. She watched as the screen on her phone went blank. For a moment she felt safe but that didn't last long. Fear swept over her as she realized that he wasn't going to let her go anytime soon. The thought of being trapped and controlled like this made her feel panicked but she knew that she didn't have any choice. She had to do what he said. Robert spent the rest of the day poking around her computer trying to see what else he could find when he stumbled on a file with all of her passwords. He could tell that she liked to shop because almost every internet clothing retailer that he could think of was listed with a username and password. When he saw Victoria's Secret and Frederick's of Hollywood on the list he suddenly had the urge to do some shopping himself. Robert found that once he logged in as Samantha her address and credit card information were already saved to the account. Looking through her previous purchases he was quickly able to figure out what her sizes were and he spent the next few hours picking out outfits for his favorite professor to wear. He managed to arrange it so that she would receive a different outfit every day for the next week. Each package would contain lingerie for her to model for him that night and a full outfit for her wear to class the next day. Each day her outfit would be more revealing than the last. He also found out that her husband was getting ready to go on a business trip at the end of the week. It was Monday and her husband was leaving for a week on Friday morning so he had all week to tease her until he would have her to himself over the weekend. Robert finished up his shopping and spent the rest of the night downloading and organizing all of the pictures of Mrs. Harrison. He was still incredibly horny from the show that she put on he ended up jerking off to her pictures again before going to bed for the night. The next morning Samantha woke up feeling sick to her stomach. She knew what she did was wrong, but she couldn't deny how turned on she got while masturbating for a stranger on camera. She was torn between her carnal desires and her desire to protect her husband. She waited for him to go to work before getting herself ready. In the shower she felt like she had butterflies in her stomach. She was anxious about what was going to happen to her. She hadn't felt like this since the last time she went on first date. She spent extra time putting on her make up and enjoyed the ritual of making herself pretty for someone else. She picked out a red lace garter belt, a pair of sheer black stockings, and a pair of red silk panties. It took her a little while to find the dress that he wanted her to wear because she had buried it in the back of her closet out of a sense of guilt and sham. She finished off her outfit with a pair of black suede high heels. She picked out the most modest looking heels that she had so as not to draw any more attention to herself than necessary. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched as soon as she stepped out of her house. Walking to campus she couldn't shake the feeling that every movement of hers was being judged by an anonymous spectator. She ended up being two minutes late to her first class and felt overwhelmed upon walking into the classroom at all of the students looking at her. She never had a problem being in front of a crowd before, but that day she knew that one of them must be her tormentor. She tried to act as normally as possible through the lecture, stealing glances around the room trying to catch someone staring at her. All she saw was a roomful of horny 19 year old boys, any one of them could be him. She felt each of their eyes undressing her as she moved around the front of the room. At first she was self-conscious at the thought of so many young men staring at her body but as the lecture progressed she started feeling horny at the thought of all of those young men thinking about her. Her outfit showed off much more of her body than she had ever shown in class before but felt somehow liberating to her now. Robert sat in the fifth row of her morning class knowing that she would be trying to figure out who he was. He decided to sit far enough back so that he wouldn't be an obvious target but close enough to still be able to get a good show. He knew that with so many students in her classes she couldn't possible know all of them. He planned on sitting through her two morning classes hoping that she wouldn't notice him. He watched as she clumsily fumbled through her lecture, clearly nervous between her new outfit and his instructions. She looked amazing in her dress. It wasn't short enough to be scandalous but it did show off her long sexy legs. Robert anxiously waited for the last part of class when she would read from the book that they were assigned to read. Samantha picked up the book that they were reading and walked around to the front of her desk. She tried to sit on it in a ladylike manner, but quickly realized that she would have to jump up to get on top. She held the hem of her dress down against her legs as she pushed herself back onto the desk. Samantha had paid attention to his instructions and did indeed cross her legs every time that she turned a page. Robert could see the tops of her stockings from his seat and he could tell that the other students closer down were getting a much better view of her legs. The rest of class flew by and Samantha quickly disappeared through the door into her office in the adjoining room while her students filed out into the hallway. There was a half hour until her next class started and Robert planted himself on one of the hall benches to kill time. Samantha's heart was racing when she closed her office door. She leaned back against the wall and waited to catch her breath before sitting down at her desk to wait out the break. She noticed a large envelope on her desk and nervously opened it to find several pictures of her, some naked and some with her posing in lingerie. She was looking at a close up shot of her wet pussy, which she could only guess had been taken the night before, when she heard a knock at her door. She fumbled with the pictures trying to put them back into the envelope as she told the person at the door to come in. One of her male students walked in as she slammed her desk drawer shut. She tried to clear her head but knew that she must look flustered. "Mrs. Harrison?" "Yes" "I'm sorry to stop by outside of your office hours but I need your help with something" "OK, first why don't you tell me your name and then tell me how I can help you?" She tried to regain her composure. "My name is Darryl Martin and I'm in your English 101 class. I won't be able to take the test on Friday, but I'm afraid if I miss it I will fail for the semester." "Why can't you take the test?" "My family is going away for a family reunion in San Diego, and with my grades I don't think I can afford to miss this test. If I fail then I will need to take the class again. You wouldn't want me to have to do that would you Mrs. Harrison?" San Diego... Immediately Samantha knew that she was face to face with the kid who stole her computer an she now knew why he was doing this to her. He needed a passing grade. Seeing an opportunity to break free from him she decided to make her move. She knew what he was really after so she figured that if she gave it to him she might be able to get him to back off. Samantha stood up and walked around the front of her desk. Now that she had practiced the move in class she was much more comfortable hopping up on the edge of her desk but this time she made no attempt to hold her dress down. She pushed herself back on the desk and spread her legs enough to make sure that he could clearly see her red panties. Sam motioned for the student to come over to her. Darryl dropped his backpack and walked over to his professor in shock. He stared slack-jawed at his hot professor spreading her legs for him. "Maybe we can work something out Darryl." Sam traced a line with her finger from her knee to her inner thigh while biting her lip. She stared at him as he moved closer to her with his eyes locked between her legs. She pushed her legs as far apart as she could while balancing on the edge of the desk. Her hand made its way across the edge of her stockings and up her bare thigh sending a shiver through her body. Samantha began to rub herself through her panties. She could feel her body responding and her pussy getting wetter as she applied more pressure with her hand. Samantha reached out with her other hand and grabbed the waist of Darryl's pants pulling him between her legs. His body pressed against hers while she pulled his pants open and pushed them down to the floor releasing his now rock hard cock. Sam moved her hands to his penis and began stroking him and looked up into his eyes. "So, you're worried about failing my class?" Darryl stammered "uh huh..." "Is that what this has all been about?" Not quite sure what she was talking about he managed to let out a quiet yes between moans. After a minute of rubbing his cock she pushed herself off of her desk and onto her knees in front of her student. Without hesitating she wrapped her mouth around his hard cock and slid her lips down his shaft. Darryl couldn't believe what was happening to him. He put his hands on the back of his teacher's head and applied a little pressure with every downward thrust of hers. His knees weakened as her warm wet mouth enveloped his rock hard cock. Her tongue circled his cock as she sucked him off better than any college girl ever had. Darryl looked down at Mrs. Harrison and watched her bright red hair bouncing up and down as she fucked him with her mouth. Samantha knew that she didn't have much time before her next class was going to start so she wanted to finish him off as fast as she could. She tried hard to hate what she was doing but she couldn't help getting turned on. She was at his mercy and was giving one of her students a blowjob in her office in between classes. For all she knew there were already students filing in to the room next door waiting for her to finishing sucking his dick. He had a long cock, which made it difficult for her to fit it all into her mouth but she managed to fit most of it in without gagging. She grabbed the base of his cock with her hands and stroked him while picking up her pace. Her lips tightened around his penis and felt it twitch once before exploding into her throat. She wasn't prepared for the amount of cum that he released into her mouth. His first shot cum hit the back of her throat followed by several more bursts of his hot salty cum. She waited until his cock emptied itself into her before slowly pulling her mouth away. She attempted to swallow every drop but it was too much for her and she felt some of his cum dripping out of her mouth and down her chin. After she pulled her mouth off of him she looked up at her student and saw him nervously pulling up his pants and running out her office. Robert looked up to see a student stumble out of Mrs. Harrison's office frantically trying to buckle his pants. Thinking quickly he snapped a picture of him struggling with his pants with his cell phone before her heard the chirp of the IM program. SAMMYNEW: You got what you wanted, now can I have my computer back??? Samantha waited for the door to close behind Darryl and quickly pulled her dress up around her waist before she began frantically rubbing herself through her panties. She knew she shouldn't be turned on but she was so horny that she needed relief. After sending the IM she pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and plunged two fingers deep into her pussy. She looked up at the clock and saw that her next class was starting in a few minutes so she hurried. She fingered herself on her office floor while her student's cum still dripped down her chin and onto the front of her dress. Using her other hand she wiped up the cum on her chin and as much as she could from her dress before licking her fingers clean. She was so horny that she wanted to taste every last drop of his cum. Her body shuddered as she pushed herself over the edge when she heard her phone chirp. SAMMY109: I think you must have me mistaken for someone else. She clicked on the link and saw a picture of Darryl fixing his pants outside of her office. She got the wrong guy! If he was the right one how could he take a picture of himself? SAMMY109: It looks like he enjoyed himself. How about you? Did you enjoy it too? SAMMYNEW: You ASSHOLE!! SAMMY109: Don't get mad at me, I didn't tell you to do that. I have an idea. Why don't you take off your panties for this next class? Let's put on a good show. Leave your panties in your top left drawer. You should hurry, class is starting soon. Samantha stood up and fixed her dress. Realizing that she just made a huge mistake she did as she was instructed and left her panties in her desk before going into her classroom. Robert watched her enter the class and waited until she was chatting with a few students before he entered her office from the hallway door. He quickly opened up her drawer and found his prize. He was shocked to see that the front of her panties was completely soaked with her juices. He knew that she was enjoying this as much as he was. He stuffed her panties into his pants before going into the class room. Mrs. Harrison had not yet started the class and was still discussing the reading assignment with a small group of students in the front of the room. Robert walked across the front of the room passing just outside of the small group and discreetly sized up his prey. He could see that her face was still flushed and thought that he saw a stain on the front of her dress. He didn't linger out of fear of being caught and hurriedly took a different seat for the next class. Samantha stumbled through the beginning of her lecture before eventually regaining her confidence again. She was again very aware of all the hungry eyes from her students devouring her body. Sam could feel her juices dripping down her inner thigh and into her stockings. Robert watched her intently as she went through her lecture until she came to the reading session. He enjoyed the way that her breasts jiggled gently under her dress as she moved around. This time, Sam was much more graceful getting on to her desk and he noticed that she appeared less concerned about holding her dress down on her legs than the last time. He could see the tops of her stockings and at one point thought that he caught a glimpse of her bare flesh as she crossed her legs. He waited until the class was over before sending his next message. SAMMY109: I can't believe how wet your panties are. I can still taste your sweet juices on them ;-) Seeing the message she turned off her phone and threw it into her purse. She only had one more class to get through until she could get home and hide herself. Robert spent the rest of the day in his other classes eager for his next chat session with Mrs. Harrison. He knew that she should be home by 3pm so he waited until then before IMing her again. SAMMY109: Did you get my presents Samantha? It took her a whole fifteen minutes before she finally replied to him. SAMMNEW: What is all this stuff? SAMMY109: Well, I thought you might want something new to wear tomorrow. I also sent you a web cam, tripod, and a netbook computer so that you can put on a better modeling show tonight. Since you will be modeling I thought you might want something to model so there is some lingerie too. You will get a new package every day. The package will have the outfit that I expect you to wear the next day and you will ONLY wear what I tell you to. Since your husband is leaving town on Friday we might need to come up with something special for then, but in the meantime why don't you set up the camera and see how your new clothes fits? SAMMYNEW: There is no way that I am going to do this. SAMMY109: I don't think you have much of a choice, do you? Remember, if you do what I say I will give you back your computer and all of your pictures. And if you don't I will ruin you. You can open all of the packages except for the small one. Don't open that until I tell you to. An hour passed as Robert wait patiently for her reply. Eventually he received an invitation for a video chat. Robert was pleased with his choice of camera. He got the highest quality one that he could find and made sure that it had a good microphone too. When the screen came up she saw that she had arranged the tripod in the middle of her bedroom and she had already changed into the outfit that he bought for her. She was wearing a short gray pleated skirt and a silver satin button down short-sleeved shirt. The shirt was a slim fit and fit tightly against her torso. He knew she wasn't wearing a bra because he didn't include one in the package and she could see her breasts bouncing with every movement that she made. Her legs were covered in a pair of dark stocking that he knew were held up by a black lace garter belt. Rounding out the outfit was a pair of five inch high heels that accentuated the feminine curves of her legs. Robert installed a voice modulator on his computer so that when he talked to her she would not be able to recognize his voice. "Looks good Mrs. Harrison." She looked back at him angrily. "Turn around, let me see the rest of it." Samantha slowly turned around until her back faced the camera. "Bend over and touch the floor." Making Teacher Mine Ch. 01 Robert watched as his teacher gave him a private show. The hem of her short skirt rode up her legs exposing the tops of her stocking first followed by the garter straps and her smooth skin. He watched anxiously as the hem of her skirt rested on the curve of her ass almost exposing her panties to him. "Turn back around and show me your panties." She stood back up and faced the camera before lifting up her skirt revealing her pink satin panties. "Come closer." She walked towards the camera holding up her skirt until he was faced with a full screen view of her red pussy hair pushing against the thin satin material of her panties. Robert loved the sight of a woman's pussy mound straining against a pair of panties. "You did a very good job following my orders today. If you keep this up you'll be free in no time. Now let's see the other outfit." Robert saw the gray fabric of her skirt cover the screen as she dropped her skirt before walking out of view. Moments later she reappeared on camera in a short black silk chemise that he purchased from Victoria's Secret. The chemise had a low neckline that teased him with a hint of flesh between her perky breasts. The bottom of the chemise was split high up her thigh on one side and trimmed with black lace. The whole thing barely covered her pussy and looked stunning on her. Robert pulled his pants down and began stroking himself while watching Samantha model her lingerie. "Why don't you demonstrate for me what you did to make your panties so wet between classes?" Samantha walked over to her bed and sat on the edge spreading her legs for the camera. She pulled up the hem of the chemise and looked right into the camera as she began touching herself. "You like that don't you?" Samantha nodded silently. "Did you fuck that kid today?" She shook her head as she began rubbing her clit. "Did you suck his cock?" She nodded slowly. "Did you swallow?" She nodded again. "Did you like it?" Robert heard a small noise escape her mouth as she pushed a finger inside of her. She slowly fucked herself for a moment before nodding again. Robert was getting so turned on at the sight before him. He was stroking himself faster with every noise that she made. "Do you like the taste of cum?" Her other hand was now rubbing her breast through the chemise while she moaned. She was having a difficult time maintaining eye contact with the camera as she got more worked up. Her eyes closed and her head fell back as she nodded again. "I want to hear you say it." "Yessss" "Yes, what?" "I like the taste of cum" The words came out slowly as she continued to fuck herself for him. Samantha moved her hand from her chest and used it to support herself on the edge of her bed. Her fingers worked their way deep inside of her dripping pussy. Robert could see that her breathing was getting heavy. His hand was a blur as he pounded his meat. "I want to hear you Mrs. Harrison" She let out a loud moan in response. "OH GOD" "That's it, don't hold back" "OOOOHHHHH" Her hand was moving faster and faster. She couldn't balance herself anymore and fell back against her bed with her legs hanging over the edge. Sam moved her other hand down and started rubbing her clit, which immediately pushed her over the edge. "I'M CUMMING!!!" She screamed. After a few moments her hands fell to her sides while she lay prone on her back with her legs spread wide apart. Robert's cock erupted, shooting cum all over her computer again. He continued to stroke himself while staring at her glistening pussy between her milky white thighs. It was several minutes until hard-on melted in his hands. "Very good Mrs. Harrison. You can open the last box now." He watched her slowly sit up and move across her room. She was clearly still out of breathe when she reappeared on the edge of her bed with a small box in her hands. Slowly she pulled back the tape and picked through the packing material before coming across her last present of the day. It was a small wireless silver egg shaped vibrator. She looked up into the camera with a curious look on her face while holding up the package. "I hope you like it Mrs. Harrison. You are to insert that into your pussy before leaving your house. Right now you will go downstairs and leave the remote control in your mailbox." He watched as she nodded and began to pick up her clothes. "No, you will do it in the outfit you have on now." Samantha looked up at the camera with wide eyes. "Wait. You will put on your high heels first." He waited as she sat frozen for a moment. "NOW!" She quickly opened the package and pulled out the remote control before getting off of her bed and rushing out of the room. He wished that he could watch her as she went out to her mailbox wearing nothing but a short black chemise, that would barely cover her dripping pussy, and high heels. He was going to wait until later in the night when she and her husband were sleeping before collecting his toy. Robert was stunned that Mrs. Harrison turned out to be so easily dominated, and she seemed to be enjoying it too! He didn't know what he was going to do next, but he knew that he wasn't done with her by a long shot.