This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com After lunch, a boy came to my classroom to discuss his options for life after high school. I, of course, suggested college. He rolled his eyes and whined about how he hears that same line from his folks. I started into my told-it-to-a-hundred-students-before speech about the college experience and how it improves one's life. He quickly got bored and started looking around the room. I realized that I had to convince him that what I was saying to him was somehow different from the lectures he got at home, and I couldn't do that without his attention. I was determined I could change his mind. Turning in my chair, I leaned away from him. As I opened the bottom drawer on my desk, I reached up and un-buttoned the top three buttons on my blouse. My blouse opened all the way down to my bra, exposing a great deal of cleavage. The instant I sat back up, he immediately shifted his attention to my chest, admiring the ample view. I continued with my go-to-college lecture. As I talked to him, I mentioned a few universites and said that I had more information about them. I walked over to the filing cabinet and bent over to open the bottom drawer. My skirt rose in the back, giving him a clear view of my legs and pussy in sheer panties. I walked over to him and placed the papers in front of him. As he looked through them, I leaned over to point out a few things about each college. As I stood there leaning over with my tits in his face, I noticed him peering down my blouse any time I wasn't looking at him. The phone rang and I reached over to grab it. While talking to another teacher on the phone, I leaned back over and let him look all he wanted. I pretended not to notice where he was gazing. During my phone conversation, I sat down at my desk and crossed my legs. Knowing that the boy's attention was totally on my body, I took my glasses off and looked around for something to clean them with. Acting like I couldn't find anything to clean them with, I simply placed them on my lap and started wiping them with my dress, lifting it slightly in the process. When the phone started to slip from my shoulder, I grabbed it with both hands, still holding my dress, which was now high enough to give the boy an unobstructed view of my sheer panties. When I got off the phone, I noticed that there was a large bulge in the front of his pants. I obviously had his full attention now. However, when I continued my lecture about college, he quickly excused himself and left, probably to go play with himself in the nearest bathroom. I could feel my body getting hotter as my pussy moistened from teasing the poor boy. As his footsteps echoed down the hall, I sat back in my chair and raised my skirt. Sliding one hand into my panties and the other in my blouse, I rubbed my cunt and tweaked my nipples. I was so horny I couldn't stand it! I came so hard I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out and alerting the whole school! As I straightened out my outfit, I came up with an idea about the attendance problem. I would need help from some of the other female teachers at the school. I quickly grabbed the phone and started calling them in their classrooms. "Beth?, Hi, it's Susan. Look, I've got an idea about the attendance problem. Could you come by my place after work? About 7:00? Great, see you then". "That was easy", I thought to myself, "now to call a few more.....". The meeting was Friday, after work. We had all weekend to figure out the details. Monday, we put the plan into action! Walking into my classroom, I could see instantly that attendance was down again. I was about to change that. Leaning back against my desk, I casually hiked my skirt up and started adjusting one of my stocking tops. All conversation in the class stopped. I had their complete attention. I proceeded with the lesson. Sitting on my desk with my legs spread slightly, I gave my class a good look up my skirt whenever their attention drifted. I also developed a bad habit of dropping the chalk as I wrote on the blackboard. Each time I bent over to pick it up, my skirt rose in the back, showing of my black stockings and sheer panties. Each time I read from the text, I bent over and put my hands far out on my desk. This allowed my blouse to open up and show off plenty of my cleaveage to the class. Mrs. Johnson, the History teacher, was even more creative. She wore a wraparound dress and, when placing a stack of books on her desk, caught the sash under the books. When she took a few steps away from her desk, the sash untied itself and her dress opened up in front, giving the class a long look at the sexy lingerie she had on underneath. It happened throughout the day, she even caught the sash in one of her desk drawers. Mrs. Daniels, the Art teacher, wore tight pants and a tube top. Every time she reached up to the top shelf in her room, her tits would lift right out of her top and the garment would fall to her waist. She even managed to time it so that her top would fall just as she was pulling something off the shelf, so she would have an excuse for not pulling it back up until she had turned toward the class and set the art supplies on her desk, giving the boys a good long look at her tits. Mrs. Hanson, our biology teacher, had her room arranged so she stood in front of the windows when she lectured to her class. She simply wore an ultra-thin sundress that was nearly transparent when any sunlight came through the windows. She had also worn sheer underwear under her dress, so her entire body was on display anytime the sun peeked out from behind a few clouds. Miss Thompson kept it simple. During an anatomy lecture about breasts, a student pointed out that the textbooks didn't have any pictures. She simply took her coat off, unbuttoned her blouse, unhooked the front snap on her bra, and showed her Sex Ed class what breasts look like. The boys giggled when she said that she was only doing it for their education. Miss Davis, the English teacher, wore a very light see-thru dress and nothing underneath. She also had a habit of standing over the air vent, every time the air conditioner came on, her dress lifted up to her waist. Throughout the day, she never seemed to learn to stand somewhere else. Miss Simpson, our girl's gym teacher, was filling in for the male teacher's class of boys. Somehow she forgot to wear panties under her gym shorts. Every time she moved, her shorts shifted and exposed more of her cunt. Every set of eyes was on her as she led the boys through the stretching exercises. Mrs. Donovan, the Science teacher, simply wore a miniskirt with no panties. She parted her legs anytime she was sitting at or on her desk. Her braless tits were showing nicely through her white blouse too. After school, we all phoned each other and talked about how exciting the day had been. It seemed we were all exhibitionists at heart. The married women said they practically raped their spouses when they got home! I told each of them that this new dress code is was effect until further notice. First thing the next morning, the Principal called me into his office and instantly started bitching at me about the changes in the faculty dress code I had made. Right in the middle of his ranting, a whole mob of school boys came bursting into the school and thundered past his office. We both went to the door and watched more students than either of us had seen before in one place attack their lockers and grab their books. Word had gotten out about the shows the teachers were putting on and nobody wanted to miss them. Upon seeing this, the Principal looked back at me and said I was in charge of the faculty dress code from now on. As he reached up and un-buttoned the top few buttons on my blouse, he said that he was looking forward to the new code. As a result, we no longer have any problems with students missing class or being late. Only now, we have a new batch of problems. Some of the teachers are giving "extra incentives" for students who do well on tests. The photography club is handing out a shot of Miss Davis sitting on her desk with legs spread, pussy on display. They're also distributing a photo of me bending over to pick up the chalk, without panties! Miss Simpson had to fill in for the male coach again by taking the basketball team to a game. During the trip, she told them that if they won, she'd shower with them once they got back. They won easily. Not only did they hold her to her promise, they held a few more things during the shower in the boy's locker room! And I hear that Miss Thompson has given a new meaning to "Sex Education" by getting gang-banged on her desk by her class. As few me, students come by my room all the time now. Some just want to talk, others come by for more intimate counseling. I haven't turned anyone away yet and they all leave smiling. I love my job! School Daze - Chapter 2 I am a teacher at the local high school. A few weeks ago, the basketball coach had to leave right after school, and the team had a game that night. Since I was normally the teacher who handled his gym class when he was gone, the Principal asked me to take the team to the game. Even though I had never been a coach for a team, I agreed to do it. I wasn't looking forward to it though. Right after my last class, I went down to the boy's locker room to find the players. Pausing at the door, I decided it wouldn't be the best of ideas to go in. A young boy, seeing my predicament, volunteered to go in and make sure the boys were dressed so I could go talk to the basketball team. Moments after he went into the locker room, I heard him and a couple of other boys yell "it's okay". Upon entering the room and walking past the coaches office, I saw the very sight I was trying to avoid! There were about ten or twelve boys walking around without clothes on! Some reached for towels the instant they saw me, but most were in on the joke that was being played on me. They just stood there naked, watching to see my reaction. That reaction was exactly what they expected, my jaw hit the floor as a look of surprise came over my face. I shrieked and ran to the door. As the door swung closed, I heard their laughter erupting behind me. I ran out of the school to the team bus. As I took some time to calm down and stop blushing, the basketball team came out with their gearbags and got on the bus, all smirking at their little joke. The team captain slid behind the wheel and got the bus on the road. During the trip, I answered their questions about why the regular coach wasn't there and talked with most of them. Mostly I told them I was new at this and hoped for their cooperation. They informed me that it really didn't matter, they were having a losing season anyway, so a change of coaches wouldn't hurt. I told them that I really hoped they would start winning and wished them the best of luck tonight. One of the boys said that if I dressed the same as I did for his gym class, they would be motivated enough to win. I thought back to the last time I substituted for the regular teacher's gym class and smiled. That was the time our Assistant Principal put a plan into action to keep students from skipping my classes. I remembered how I showed up for the class in gym clothes, but had "forgotten" to wear any panties. I led them through the usual gym class routine (stretching, jumping jacks, etc) making sure that my gym shorts were loose enough to show off my cunt every time I stretched or moved. They never took their eyes off me for the entire workout. I let them play basketball for the rest of the class. Toward the end of the period, I called out to all of them to gather around me and sit on the floor. They moved quickly, throwing me the ball as the last one sat. I didn't know what to do with the ball while I talked to them (I remember thinking at the time that the regular coach used it in some coach-like manner when he talked to them). I simply set it on the floor in front of me and put my foot on it to keep it from rolling away, and also to expose my pussy so the boys would pay attention to me when I talked to them. I told them that I enjoyed filling in for the regular coach and hoped to do it again soon. They said they hoped so to, but they were all looking at my twat instead of my face as they said it. My thoughts came back to reality as the bus pulled into the parking lot of the opposing school. I thanked the boy for the compliment, and joked with them that I would go them one better. I jokingly said that if they won tonight's game, I would shower with the team as soon as we got back to our own school. They whooped and yelled that they would definitely win the game with inspiration like that. They ran off the bus joking that the regular coach had never given them pep talks like that. The game was a slaughter. Every time one of my boys scored, he would look over at me and get an ear-to-ear grin on his face. After the game the other team's coach came over to me and said he had never seen our school play this well. During the trip back almost no one spoke. They all just leered at me as I tried to give them a coach-type good-game speech. As we got off the bus, I walked with the boys to the locker room and even went into the coaches office to leave him a note. I could hear showers in the background as I wrote about our victory and how I had enjoyed coaching. Right in the middle of my note, two boys came in the office and gently grabbed my hands. Leading me out of the office, they walked me over to the entrance to the showers. The boys already showering turned towards me and watched as the two boys started undressing me. I managed to mumble out a feable protest. But the truth was, the sight of a dozen atheltic naked teenagers all leering at me was getting me hot! "Come on Miss Simpson, you promised you'd shower with us if we won", one of them said as I stood there taking in the sight of twelve naked teenagers! I decided in a split second to make good on my earlier promise. Putting up no resistance as my dress dropped to the floor, I stood in lacy bra, panties, stockings and heels. Offering to do the rest myself, I slipped my hands out of theirs and reached around to unsnap my bra. It quickly joined my dress on the floor. I made a long and slow production of removing my stockings and panties, to further tease them. When I was naked and walking into the showers, I saw a dozen hard-ons waiting for me. "Just remember boys", I said in a sexy voice, "most teachers wouldn't go this far for team spirit. I, on the other hand, will do anything to motivate our team to a winning season". "Don't worry Miss Simpson. We'll always remember you as the coach who gave her all for the team", one boy said as he came over to me with a bar of soap and started rubbing it against my tits. All of the boys started rubbing my entire body and fondling me everywhere. I wasn't any better. Reaching for the two nearest cocks, I started jerking two boys off. Hands were all over me, rubbing and probing. I was having one orgasm after another. I came so hard my legs went weak, causing me to fall to the shower floor. I wasted no time at all getting a cock in my mouth and jacking off two new ones. As I was hoping for a good creaming from the three cocks I was already working, I felt a fourth slide into me from behind. Looking over my shoulder for a second, I saw the team captain ease his entire prick into me. It felt so good I closed my eyes and went back to sucking the cock in front of me. The next thing I knew, I was straddling a boy, jumping up and down on his meat. Another was sliding his cock into my ass. And I was working three more cocks in front of me. The team's begun winning. Our Principal says it all because of me. I think he's right! Just the other day, as we were on our way back from another victory, I wanted to get the reward over with before we got back to the school. The instant we left the other school's parking lot, I took off my blouse and skirt, walking around the bus in black lingerie, stockings and heels. Instantly the boys were all over me feeling me up and further stripping me. The group sex that followed was amazing! I was bent over one of the seats as I was blowing a boy and another was pounding me from behind. A third was kneeling on the floor sucking my tits. During that bus ride, the entire team fucked me in a number of positions! As we pulled up to our own school, I used a towel with the team logo on it to wipe all the cum off my face and tits. The boys got a kick out of that as they stuffed their cocks back in their pants. The season finished with us on a winning streak. Because of that, I've been made the permanent coach. This season is going so well, we may have a shot at the state finals. Everyone pretty much agrees that I'm doing a wonderful job as coach. If they only knew my secret for great coaching! I've even gotten an offer to be the boy's basketball coach at another school. I'm having to much fun here to go to another school. But if I do, I'm sure I can motivate their team just as well! School Daze - Chapter 3 I teach Art at the local high school. Last Monday I was in front of my class lecturing on the techniques of sketching. For a model, one of the boys was sitting on my desk. The other students were having a time trying to draw him and listen to me at the same time. After a while, I noticed their problem. After mentioning it to the class, they all smiled and agreed that they were having trouble trying to do both at the same time. I laughed and told them I had a solution. After telling the boy to hop off my desk and go back to his own, I propped myself onto my desk. Crossing my legs and striking a pose, I resumed my lecture about sketching. As I spoke about the basics of sketching, the students scribbled away, trying to incorporate what I was telling them into their artwork. As I changed poses every few minutes, my thoughts went back a few weeks earlier to the last time I had all the boys staring at me...... A while back, the Assistant Principal had called a meeting at her home after school to discuss an idea to prevent students from skipping so many classes. Her solution to the problem was unique, to say the least. The following Monday, I walked into my classroom wearing spandex pants, a tube top, and heels. Looking more like a hooker than a teacher, I began a normal day of classes. Except that my students were leering at me as I walked around the room checking everyone's artwork in progress. As a few students were running low on paint, I went over to the shelves behind my desk to get some. The top shelf was to high for me to reach, so I slid my chair over and stepped up on it. Still having to stretch to reach the paint, I reached up as far as I could. The very second I pulled the paint of the shelf, my tits lifted out of my top! Since my hands were full of paint containers, there was nothing I could do about the problem right away. I turned toward my desk, instantly getting the attention of every boy in the room, since my tits were plainly on display. I had to step down slowly from the chair, so I wouldn't fall. The class didn't mind, the pause gave them a few extra seconds to gawk at my tits. After setting the paint on my desk, I pulled my top up. All of a sudden, students "mysteriously" began running out of paint. And after a few more breast-exposing trips back to the shelves, I didn't mind showing off to them. In fact it was getting me hot and bothered! For the rest of the day I was stretching to reach just about everything, just to get my top to fall. I also bent over to show of my cleavage anytime a student called me over to look at his work, while the rest of the boys took in my spandex-covered ass. They found it very hard to tell me about their painting with my tits right in their faces! The idea worked great, I never have to worry about students skipping my class now. I was dressed completely different today. Wearing a matching skirt, blouse and suit-coat, I looked like a respectable teacher. What my students didn't know was what I had on under my outfit. But they were about to find out! As I changed to yet another pose, I crossed my legs enough to show off a good portion of my thighs and the dark bands of my stocking tops. Then I put my foot on the chair, right in front of my ass. I pretended not to notice that this caused my skirt to bunch up to my waist and displayed my cunt, covered only by completely see-thru panties. The boys tried their best to keep drawing, but their hearts weren't into it, they just kept staring at me. I felt a wet spot forming between my thighs. Not wanting to let the boys know how turned on I was getting, I hopped off the desk, walked around it and sat down. I called on a young girl to get up in front and model for the class. As the boys were watching her sexy body strike different poses, I took the opportunity to slowly pull my skirt up and slide my hand into my panties. As the class was quietly working on their new model, my fingers probed my cunt. I noticed a some of the boys were looking at me instead of the model. But I didn't worry about it, my desk is the type with a panel in the front to block any view under the desk. In fact, I had been considering asking the janitors to remove it because it was pretty scratched up from years of abuse, and so I could give my classes a good look up my skirt every now and then. I pinched my clit and went over the edge! I had to cum while remaining completely still, so my class wouldn't know what I was up to! As I came down from my orgasm, the bell rang. Most of the students picked up their stuff, and ran out the door. However, about seven boys were moving a little slower than the rest. When just the eight of us were left in the room, they came over to my desk. "You know, Mrs. Daniels", one of them said, "the janitors took off the front panel to your desk yesterday so they could repaint it". I went into shock. All those boys had seen me masturbate right in front of the whole class! My mind raced as I tried to think of a way to keep them quiet. "Boys, I'll make a deal with you. Keep quiet about what you saw and we'll work on an after school project together. Okay?". I lifted my skirt to my waist to make it perfectly clear what the boys would be getting after school today. "Sure teacher, we'll be here after school", they left smiling at each other. As the rest of the day went by, I considered a request by a local art gallery. They wanted to show work from all the area high school art departments. Just before the last bell, I came up with an idea that would take care of the gallery request and the boys! As the bell sounded and the last batch of students rushed out, I started making my preparations..... Stretching a large canvas out on the floor, I fastened it down firmly. Next, I poured a thick line of blue paint on it, about two feet long. Then, I started undressing. Taking off all my clothes, I put them out of the way. I had to hurry, the boys would be here any second! Grabbing a can of paint with each hand, I laid down on the canvas, right on top of the blue line. Then I poured a generous amount of red paint on my left tit, and some green on my right one. A line of orange starting at my tits and going down to my pussy hair completed my preparations. I didn't have long to wait, the boys came bursting into the room within a few minutes. As they looked around the room, they saw me laying on the floor, naked, with different colors of paint all over me. I spread my legs and started rubbing the paint around. They quickly stripped and came over to me. All at once, they started rubbing my body, further smearing the paint around. Then, almost without warning, a boy moved between my legs and slid his cock into me. As I was getting fucked, I grabbed at the cocks around me and started jacking a couple off. The cock on my right turned green instantly from the paint on my hand, the one on my left turned red. I was quite a sight laying on the floor, getting fucked by a boy while covered in paint, jacking off a red cock and a green one. My first orgasm came quickly. After it was over, the boy between my legs was quickly replaced by another. The new boy rolled me over onto a fresh section of the canvas and slid into me from behind, the rest of the students cheering him on. Right after he finished, we all stood up to see the canvas we had so uniquely painted. My outlines were very visible on the canvas. Between the paint from my body and the paint from the boys, it didn't take a lot of imagination to figure out what had happened. I poured a few puddles of different colors on the canvas and walked right into the mess. After spreading it out with a few light kicks, I got on my knees and smiled at the boys. They practically attacked me. I was instantly surrounded by a circle of throbbing hard-ons. Grabbing two cocks in front of me and sliding my lips over another, I started working three students. A few seconds later, I felt a boy running his tongue over my cunt. The boys in front of me started cumming almost at the same time, spraying my face, tits and hair with cream. My cunt was dripping all over the boy's face. As soon as the first wave of orgasms faded away, I laid down on my back, right in the mixture of paint! They lost no time in fucking me again. A boy moved between my legs and slid his cock into my pussy, as another straddled my face and let his prick hang over my mouth, lightly brushing my lips. As my lips parted, his cock slid into my mouth easily. I also grabbed two more cocks and started jacking them off. All seven boys took turns fucking me! As I realized that group sex was great (especially if I'm the only woman in the group), I wondered if I would ever again be satisfied with just one partner at a time. After the boys were exhausted, they all watched me rub the cum into my tits and face. As a final show, I started playing with myself as I was writhing around on the canvas. I must have inspired one boy for one last fuck. After dipping his hands in the yellow paint, he started fondling my tits, coating them with the color. Then he rolled me over on the canvas. He lifted my ass up and slid his prick deep in my cunt. As his cock pounded in and out of me, my tits and face rubbed into the canvas. I raked my nails through the paint as my pussy melted around his cock and the room spun around my head. The juices from my wet hole were dripping down onto the painting and the cum on my face and tits was getting rubbed into the canvas, but I didn't care in the slightest. All that mattered was the intense orgasm I was having! After I caught my breath, everyone was finally to tired to continue, including me. As we cleaned up the room and ourselves, I told the students to prepare the canvas to be taken to the gallery. They looked at me in shock! They asked if I was joking. I assured them that it was all right, no one could tell how the painting was done, it would just look like swirling colors to everyone. One of the boys spoke up, saying that we had to name the piece before submitting it to the gallery. Everyone looked to me as I thought about a name. "Group Effort", I said smiling. All the boys laughed, saying that it was an appropriate name. The next day at the gallery, I had a chance to check out the other works on display. I wondered around trying to find where they had hung "Group Effort". As I came around a corner, I saw our work. However, I was also horrified by how it looked now. With the paint dry, the outlines of bodies were evident. But then, most of the outlines were mine, so I recognized them right away. The worst part was from the final fuck. The yellow paint had dried to become perfectly recognizable as a pair of tits. And, with the swirled outlines of knees and feet, along with my nail marks, it wasn't to hard to figure out what was being done to the woman whose tits made the yellow impressions. I was near panic, thinking that everyone would see right away what the people had been doing on the canvas. However, as more and more people walked by, I found that most people didn't look at it long enough to notice what I thought to be obvious. I thought any second someone was going to approach me and say "are those your tits in that painting?" or "are you the one getting fucked in this painting?", but it never happened. The gallery keeper came up to me and introduced himself. We talked for a few minutes about the painting. He said there was something about my work that just made want to stand and look at it for hours. I thanked him, but was so nervous that I excused myself and went to the bathroom. When I got back he was still starting at it. He just kept standing there and starting at the painting. Suddenly his eyes went wide and he covered his mouth with his hand. When his hand came back down, he was smiling! He came over to me and started asking questions about the work. I informed him that I and my class had done it as a class project. I could tell he was getting turn on, so was I. He asked how many students had helped me with it. He smiled when I told him that seven boys had helped me paint it. I also added that we all worked on it at the same time. From the look on his face, I thought his jaw was going to fall to the floor. When I casually told him that there were plenty of other fluids besides paint on the canvas, I thought he was going to cum in his pants! We've gone out on a date since then, I've even modeled for him and his friends. Since he understands my sexual needs, he and his friends help me out after each modeling session. Between his group and my class, I think I'll have enough group sex to keeps my hands (and cunt) full for a long time. School Daze - Chapter 4 I teach Sex Ed at the local high school. I've only been here a few months, just graduating from college recently. When I first started, the job was embarrassing as hell. Most parents were relying on me to replace the usual "bird & bees" lecture that every parent eventually gives to their kids. There were also plenty of awkward moments during class, as students asked questions that provoked laughter from the others. For a while, it was driving me crazy. I was trying to teach these kids, but they were still a little immature to be leaning about sex. At least, learning it like this. Our Assistant Principal not only helped me get over this, but solved a few other problems as well. Just as I was settling into my new job, I noticed a lot of students skipping classes. Our Assistant Principal confirmed my suspicions and said she had recently discussed the situation with the Principal. She also informed me that the Principal had given her complete authority to enact any ideas she might have. During the conversation, I told her I would help her in any way I could. She thanked me for my support and I thought that was the last I would hear about it. Boy, was I ever wrong! We had a special meeting of female teachers at the Assistant's house and came up with some ideas to solve the attendance problem. The idea was to provide students with incentive to be in class as much as possible. I thought the solution was very creative. The following Monday, I walked into the classroom wearing a clinging white skirt, and a white blouse that was almost transparent. The outline of my stockings and garter belt was clearly on display to the boys, as was the faint view of my tits, through a lacy bra.. They quieted down the instant I walked into the room. I was so embarrassed for the first few minutes. But after I realized that the boys were getting turned on, I started getting hot too! The more turned on I got, the more daring I became. As I lectured, I leaned back against my desk and arched my back, pulling my blouse against my tits and letting the boys drool over the view. I pretended that I didn't notice they had stopped taking notes. After propping my self up onto the desk, I parted my knees slightly and gave the boys in the center row a long look up my skirt. After teasing the boys from my morning classes, I was so worked up that I took off my panties during lunch. I wanted the boys in the afternoon classes to see as much as possible. Right after lunch, I was sitting on my desk, lecturing about anatomy. I slid forward slowly, causing my skirt to ride up on my thighs. As I felt it creep up over my stockings, the boys stared. I put my hands on the desk to push myself off of it, in doing so, I pinned my skirt down. As I hopped off the desk, my skirt bunched up around my waist, displaying my cunt to the entire class. I acted like I hadn't noticed the view the boys got. For the rest of the day, I didn't have to worry about their attention drifting as I lectured. They looked intently as I sat on my desk, crossing and re-crossing my legs. During my last class, my teasing was causing pussy juice to flow down my thighs. One boy pointed out that the textbook lacked detailed photos or diagrams of breasts. I informed the class that the school board didn't approve of such books for this class. Still, I thought, they'll have to learn somehow. Almost in a sexual daze, I smiled at the boys and reached for the top buttons of my blouse. Pulling the garment open, I showed off my tits encased by a lace bra. The class erupted in the expected whoops and hollering. However, when I reached for the front snap on my bra, they became perfectly quiet, not really believing I would go through with it. As the snap came loose, I pulled the cups away from me and arched my back, allowing the boys to stare at my naked tits as long as they wanted. I continued my lecture about breasts, but they were to busy staring to comprehend what I was saying. For the remaining ten or so minutes left of class, I paced back and forth in front of them, going on with the lecture, still showing off my tits. As the bell rang, they were slow to get up from their desks, covering the front of their pants in the process. As I sat at my desk, my tits still showing through my open blouse, I cupped them and squeezed my nipples. Instead of buttoning up my blouse and going home, I decided to get myself off right at my desk! Pulling up my skirt and putting my legs up on the armrests of my chair, I slowly rubbed my cunt and pinched my nipples. My first orgasm came quickly. But, having plenty of time, I got myself off a few more times before I went home. A few weeks ago, I decided to show a film in class. I set the projector up , turned out the lights, and started the movie. I stood in the back row to keep an eye on my students during the film. Just as the film started, I felt a hand lightly brushing the inside of my thigh. I turned slowly, so not to alarm the rest of the class, and looked down at the young boy. He looked scared. He probably thought I was going to punish him. I smiled at him and moved my feet farther apart. He got the message and slid his hand higher up my thigh. His eyes got as big as saucers when he realized I was wearing stockings instead of pantyhose. As his fingers got to my hot slit, he rubbed my pussy through my silk panties. I looked around the room to see the rest of the class intently watching the movie. His fingers pulled my panties to the side and slid into me. My breathing got heavier, but no one noticed above the narrator of the film and the clattering of the projector. My hips began grinding against his hand in the darkness. I undid the top buttons on my blouse and slipped my left breast out of my bra, quickly tweaking the nipple. A slight draft in the room cooled my ass as he lifted my skirt and eased my panties down my legs. Once they were around my ankles, I stepped out of them. He quickly grabbed them, stuffed them into his pocket and returned to working my dripping pussy. I was anxious to cum, but didn't want the rest of the class to see. If I diverted their attention from the film, they would see their teacher with her skirt bunched around her waist, wearing no panties, her left tit hanging out with her pinching the nipple, and a student playing with her cunt! As his fingers slid in and out of me, he reached over with his other hand tweaked my clit! I moaned softly as I went over the edge. My juices oozed over his hands as I held onto his shoulders for support. After the waves calmed down, I pulled my fingernails out of his shoulders. He leaned over and planted a quick kiss right on my twat before pulling my skirt down. The rest of the class was still watching the film. Since then, I've made films a regular part of every week's lesson. Other boys have gotten into the act. Each time we have a film, I get finger-fucked until I can't stand it anymore! And I usually get my panties stolen and have to go the rest of the day without wearing anything under my skirt. I've lost count of how many of my students have stolen their teacher's panties! And I especially love giving them peeks at my cunt during the rest of the class. Last Friday, I was having the time of my life. Wearing a clinging black skirt and a blouse that showed my tits off nicely, I was again teasing my students unmercifully. I thought a few of them were going to cum right in their pants. My blouse opened up every time I leaned forward. And each time I sat on my desk, the boys got a good shot up my skirt. I was getting so hot, I would have done anything to further tease my class. One of the boys asked if we were going to cover anatomy again. He was smiling as he spoke, and the rest of the boys started giggling as they remembered the last lesson I gave on breasts. I told him that I would love to, if he and the boy next to him would come up to the front and be part of the lesson also. They instantly jumped to their feet and walked over to me. One of the boys started unbuttoning my blouse, and the two of them peeled it off of me. The boy behind me unhooked my bra in the back as the other fondled my tits. As my bra joined my blouse on the desk, I stood completely topless in front of the whole class. The feeling spread through the room at that point. Three more boys joined the two working on me, while the other students started getting in on the orgy. Couples were pairing off all over the room, and a few of the girls even followed my example and invited two or more boys to help them out. The boys stretched me out on my desk as they pulled my skirt and panties off, leaving me in black stockings, garter belt and high heels, their hands fondling me everywhere. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, enjoying the feeling of hands all over me. Within a few seconds, I felt a cock brushing my face. Sucking it into my mouth, I felt my legs being spread and a prick sliding into my pussy. I reached out and started jacking off two more boys. As my first orgasm hit me, I tried to pull my mouth off the cock I was sucking, but the boy held my head firmly. He was enjoying the vibrations from my muffled screams. After cumming a few more times, I started directing my efforts towards getting all the boys off at the same time. Alternating every few seconds, I sucked two boys as hard as I could while my hands were a blur from stroking two more. My hips ground back hard in response to the fucking I was getting. When the boys were grunting almost in unison, I knew it wouldn't be long. The boy fucking me gave a final thrust and shot his cum deep in my twat. Within a couple of seconds, the two boys I was jacking off came all over my tits. The boy getting sucked came all over my face as I started jerking his companion off. It was just a few more seconds before he came on my face as well. As I lay there, catching my breath, I rubbed the cum into my tits and face. After a while, I was straddling some young stud as he was laying on my desk while his friend fucked my ass, and I was blowing a third one! 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