Teacher, Teacher
By lastone 
 mmF first 

(lastone222@hotmail.com)

With all this shit going around about school teachers having sex with their students brings back pleasant memories for me. I cant understand what's wrong with these kids now a days. They get a piece of ass, most likely their first piece to boot and they go and squeal about it. 

Jackie and I were the best of friends. We were inseparable. In tenth grade we had a life changing moment one Saturday afternoon with our science teacher. Mrs. Smyth who was rather good looking asked us both if we would be willing to work at her house doing some yard work. We jumped at the chance, not because of her but it would be money in pockets. She called each of our parents to get the ok from them and set plans for the up coming weekend.

Eight o'clock Saturday morning we were at her house ready to go. It was a typical spring day, chilly to start but as we worked raking the yard it warmed up. She was there the whole time helping us. About ten o'clock we chucked off our sweatshirts from warmth and then it was our shirts leaving us in tee shirts. Then Mrs. Smyth disappeared into the house returning in a pair of short and I mean really short pants and a low cut shirt. Wow what a sight compared to the usual conservative long dresses she wore at school. She was a real knock out. Long legs with a good amount of meat on them and a pair of smallish tits on her chest. 

We thought it was odd cause although it was warm it wasn't that warm. All morning we hauled leaves, sticks, and shit back to the woods to dump. We spruced up a few flower beds and then we were finished. Mrs. Smyth invited us in for lunch before driving us back to our homes. Once inside the house she became insistent on us cleaning up, not that she wanted us to wash up for lunch, she wanted us to take a shower! Awfully weird. We definitely were dirty and sweaty but also a little frightened about how adamant she was. 

Not to rock the boat I went first. While in the shower she scooped up my clothes and made Jackie undress in a guest room. Providing each of us one of her husband's bathrobes while she went off to wash our clothes. It was awkward eating baloney sandwiches sitting there in robes with her hovering over us in those skimpy shorts. Dang, it's exceptionally difficult to hide a hard-on with no underpants on! 

The washer stopped and she threw the wet clothes in the dryer, came back into the kitchen asking us to help her move some furniture from one place to another in her bedroom while the clothes dried explaining that she wanted to surprise her husband when he got home later that afternoon. Once in the bedroom we started to understand what she really wanted from us. 

Sitting on the edge of the bed she beckoned us over, standing in front of her with hidden erections bulging the front of the tied robes she looked at us in this seductive gaze. Reaching for us at the same time she let her hands travel from our thighs northward. Both of us were scared shitless. Man it was our first time doing anything like this. Never had either of us had any experience with females before. Cowering backward at first she reassured us everything was going to be ok, and it was. Her hand traveled uphill reaching our sacks at about the same time. Taking them into her hand she gently rolled our nuts around in their casing. By this time our dicks were poking out the front of the robes and they were very close to her face. 

Bending forward off the bed she kissed Jackie's dick then surprised him by placing her tongue on the underside and licking up the distance of it spending a moment at the tip. With my balls in her hand it was my turn as she sent my head into a tailspin as I felt her tongue swirling the tip of my dick. By this time I thought I was about to explode. Pulling both of us by the hand she laid us across the bed before tugging open the front of the robes. 

Backing away from us Mrs. Smyth elegantly began to undress. My dick was ready to rupture from the blood trapped inside. It kept jerking around while laying on my lower stomach. Flaunting her ass as she strutted to the dresser both Jackie and I knew we were into something good that afternoon. Opening the top draw she threw two packages next to us. Inquisitively picking them we discovered they were condoms, better known in those days as "safes" or "rubbers." 

Jackie was the lucky one that day. Mrs. Smyth split open the wrapper to his condom, withdrew it, and proceeded to roll it down his dick. I would have blown my load right then. She asked if we had ever done this before and reassured us everything was going to be all right. No shit I already knew that! Nudging us over she placed her body with those long legs in-between us. 

Taking Jackie by the arm she pulled him onto her body while spreading those muscular legs wide. All I could do was watch in amazement as her hand traced down his front disappearing in-between their bodies. Shifting to the bottom of the bed I watched as the grip on his dick tightened as Mrs. Smyth rubbed his dick up and down her slit. I think I sighed louder than Jackie after she located the tip at her cunt hole and Jackie punched into her. 

I can laugh now about it but the sight of him reaming her faster than a steam engine was quite a performance. She was so understanding, reaching around behind his ass taking him by the cheeks slowing him down explaining he needed to control himself and enjoy it. And he did. The sounds escaping her told us both she was totally taking pleasure in all this.

Sitting at the foot of the bed I had a hard time seeing much at first other than his ass going up and down in the air. Then when  Mrs. Smyth brought her legs up high onto Jackie's sides causing him to ride up a little on her torso I had a birds eye view of Jackie's sheathed dick disappearing into her cunt only to re-appear again. Only a measly few feet away I watched excitedly as he started to speed up again. With one final plunge he pushed hard into her forcing her ass up off the bed. As he held still the base of the big tube running up his dick started to pulsate as cum rippled up the length of it filling his condom. 

He was starting to wilt but still gave it his finest as his continuous pumping started to dwindle. He was washed-out by the time he finished. Mrs. Smyth explained he needed to be sure the condom was flushed down the toilet along with the wrapper. 

She was now peeking over his body at me in this dreamy eyed stare. Jackie twisted off her body collapsing beside her. I couldn't help but gawk into the blonde muff centered in her crotch. Intrigued at the long divided slit running up her, parted exposing her pink interior just wound me even more. I took notice how my best friends dick was shrinking inside the opaque rubber causing it's contents to ooze out into his pubic hair. After she nudged him a few times he headed for the bathroom while holding onto his dick.

She was gorgeous laying there naked and spread wide for me. A slight smile of approval on her face Mrs. Smyth kept her eyes closed all the while I was inching up onto her body. This wondrous woman under me was my conqueror, the one who was about to make me a man, a bona fide man stealing me of my hated virginity. 

Frazzled was not the word to describe me. With my aching hard-on about to be devoured I fumbled around with her tits while trying to connect it to her cunt. I wanted to kiss her, I honestly did but I was terrified, terrified I would do something wrong. Instead I bore down persistently until I felt my dick being submerged into her cunt sending tiny shockwaves up my spine. I had done it and how proud I was.

Mrs. Smyth was soaked with lube. I slid my dick out of sight on the first thrust with ease. It felt like I died and went to heaven being surrounded with her warm flesh. A young man has no dick control at all, especially his first time and I was young, and it was my first time. No way I could restrain myself, two pumps and a squirt, no make that many squirts. At the same time as I was sawing in and out of her golden pussy I delivered a load cum. 

There was no way I had enough pussy for one day. I kept up the in and out motions never missing a beat. I sensed my dick collapsing at first but after another minute or two, maybe it was three or four, I was pumped up to the max once again. I felt her legs going high up on my outer thighs then wrapping her ankles around them. She was holding on like a wild woman. She was all hands running them up and down my back, all over my ass and back again. I would like to say she started screaming as she had an orgasm but I would be lying. It was me who was doing the climaxing for a second time.

This time she sensed I was blowing. Grabbing an ass cheek in each hand pulling me in tightly while elevating her ass I came and then I came some more. It seemed as if I had a lifetime of cum built up inside me that instant. 

It wasn't until I settled down into a mound of firm Jell-O on her body that some lights went off in her head. I was well aware of how much seed escaped me from the slickness between our bodies. Then she must have felt it also. Reaching between us Mrs. Smyth took my dick and ran her digits up and down it. I thought for a second she was either being nice to me or wanted more of it, but no she was looking for the rubber. 

In all the excitement I had forgotten to put it on, I had screwed her bareback! I thought I was in a mess of trouble but how could I be, who was she going to tell? Her husband? My parents?  Pushing me off she made a mad dash for the bathroom leaping into the shower. Ten minutes later she returned to the bedroom containing two very frightened and panic stricken boys. She had mellowed out explaining that there was nothing to worry about.

We all got dressed and Mrs. Smyth drove us home. It was a quiet ride home except when she made it clear in plain words that we were to tell no one what took place that afternoon. None the less I was petrified I had knocked her up when I blew off inside her. School was out for the summer two months later. I paid particular attention to Mrs. Smyth's belly that two months looking for any signs of swelling but never saw any, how anyone be showing after two months was beyond my comprehension.

My parents and I ran into her and her husband at the Fourth of July fireworks. Still I saw no protrusion.  I stopped all worrying. Then school started again in September. To my astonishment Mrs. Smyth was not in the science department on opening day. Crushed I figured that she had a baby on the way. Then I saw her, she had switched positions and would now be instructing us in health matters. If only it was appropriate in the late sixties to educate us on proper condom use.
