Head for school.

When you come out, you realize that the house is empty, and you are late. Shit, you didn’t realize that you fucked your stepmother for such a long time. You make yourself some sandwiches and hurry for school.

Even if you are late, you feel calm. You just fucked your beautiful stepmother, Jeeesus. You actually become very aroused, thinking about what you just did. Remembering her sweet smell and moans as she climaxed, makes your penis rise in your trousers. You're getting very horny again. It will be very interesting to see what this leads to, tonight.

The day at school is as normal. You meet your friends, talk about girls, and watch the beautiful chicks as they walk pass where you sit with your friends, like horny rabbits. You are not as active as normal, though. Your mind is filled with dreams of your stepmother.

After your last class, you hurry down the hall to get home as quickly as possible. Your mind is drifting away as you round a corner. You then stumble into Ms. Harris, your history teacher from last semester. You feel guilty, as all the papers she carried are falling all over the floor.

"Ow...SHIT...Dan... Can't you watch where you're going?" She looks at you angrily.
"Sorry Ms. Harris!" You mutter.
"Don't just stand there! Help me up!"

Ms. Harris is one of the youngest teachers in school, and also one of the prettiest. Actually, she is every boy's wet dream, including yours. But now you only have thoughts of your step-mom, so you try to hurry things up. Ms. Harris notices and says angrily:

"You aren't a polite young man, are you? Can you help me pick up my papers?" You help her up, and collect the papers from the floor. Ms. Harris massages her foot with a pouting look on her face. It looks like she’s been hurt badly. You rise with all the papers in your hand and try to give them to her. You really want to go home now.

"Dan, you really must help me over to my room, my foot really hurts." You swallow your impatience and take a firm grasp around her waist. She puts her arm around your shoulder. Together you move down the corridor. Thankfully most of the students and teachers have left. There are only some cleaners at the other end of the long hallway.

As you walk, you feel her warm body in your arms. The scent of her perfume pleasantly intoxicates you. You actually can feel one of her breasts, pressed against the side of your chest. She is small and slender, yet she has quite big breasts. You would know, because you stared at them for a whole term, in each lesson you had her as a teacher. You can’t help getting a hardon, being so close to this beautiful female's body is too much to bear. Hopefully she won't notice!

You finally reach her room, which is located by itself behind some storage room. This school is known for its lack of proper premises, but the room is nice enough, under the circumstances. You place her onto a small sofa, and help her rest her leg on a desk. When you turn around to leave she shouts:

"Where are you going, young man?" You stop and look at her.
"What?" You quickly respond. She looks back at you. She wears a sad look on her face.
"Are you just going to leave me here, like this?"
"Wh... What else can I do?" You nervously ask. You would really like to go home to your lovely mum, but Ms. Harris' voice makes you a little nervous. Maybe she'll report you for something as ****. She is massaging her ankle.

"I think my leg needs a little treatment. And you owe me after hurting me." You walk towards her as she reaches for something in her bag. With a smile on her face, she holds a small bottle of oil in her hands. She gives you the bottle.

"I have it for my hands," she says as you fill your hands with the musky oil. You start to rub her small ankle with it. She has a tight pair of jeans, so it is a little difficult to really reach the spot where it hurts the most.

"Wait," she says.
"Sit on that chair and put my foot on your lap, it's easier.” As you carry out her instructions, she interrupts you again.
“Wait a second."

With that she does something that really surprises you. She unbuttons her jeans and drags them off. Underneath she is only wearing a small pair of nylon underwear. This is really going to be interesting. Your penis again fills with blood, as it grows stiff.

Nervously you sit on the chair. She puts her now naked foot right on your dick. Lightly with your hand, you massage her small ankle.

"Harder…" She says with a little smile. You notice her eyes look a little different. They are now shining as she bites her lower lip. God, she is gorgeous, a real beauty. It's getting hotter in the small room. You are growing more and more aroused. When you reach her knee, she whispers with closed eyes that you should continue, but higher up. Your hands rub her thighs. You see a small wet spot on her nylon underwear.

You realize that she is also horny. Your beautiful teacher, every boy's wet dream is getting hot for you. Wise from your experience this morning, you are straightforward. As your hands move closer towards her vagina, she spreads her legs wider. You leave the chair and get down on the floor, between her legs. Her pussy is now just half a meter from your face. You can smell her juices.

Your hands move closer, her breathing is heavier. You eventually reach your goal. She sighs when you fill your hands with her moist cunt, and feel her wetness and heat. She opens her eyes and looks at you. For a second you’re scared that you’ve gone too far. But she reaches for her underwear and rips them apart, exposing her wet pussy for you.

"Come on… Be a good student and lick your teacher’s pussy."

Well...What more do you need?