She Wants It

A little sigh escaped from my lips as Ms. Erikson lightly traced a circle on my low back, right above the curve of my ass. I watched, mesmerized, as she rubbed her hard nipples on her huge chest.

"I know you need a strong woman to dominate you and take care of you, to guide you. You're so sick of being alone, aren't you?" she firmly but gently said to me.

I could only nod slowly, transfixed by watching her fingers glide over her hard nipples.

She interrupted my thoughts, "Would you like to give them a little suck?" I blinked, taken aback. "I see how you're looking at my tits, why don't you open your cute little lips and suck momma's titties?" I could only stare at her, frozen in indecision, yearning to wrap my lips around those sweet tits but shy and scared at the same time. Ms. Erikson took my silence for desire (which I guess was partially true) and firmly wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and pulled my face right to her right breast. As her nipple pressed inbetween my lips, I reflexively opened my mouth... her hard nipple pushed through my lips and lovely, soft tit entered my mouth. I was in heaven. I found myself impulsively swirling my tongue around her nipple and then bobbing my head up and down her breast, like I was giving her tit a blowjob.

"Mmm," Ms. Erikson moaned, "That's a good girl; you're a good little tittie-sucker, aren't you? You like sucking on Momma's tit. Now be a good girl and get the other one." Her hand firmly guided me to her other breast, and I nursed on it just the same as the first, this time, reaching a hand up to play with the breast I had just vacated, enjoying the feeling of its fullness in my hand. I rubbed her nipple back and forth with my fingers, feeling my own nipples harden in excitement.

"I think you're getting excited, darling, should I check." Before I could nod my head yes or no, I felt Ms. Erikson's thick finger invade my pussy. "Oh baby, you're so wet." She swirled her finger around my pussy, lightly tapping against my g-spot; I moaned against her tit.

"There, there, I think you've had enough for now." She pulled my head away from her chest and I gave a soft mewl of protest. "Oh, aren't you just the cutest thing?" she asked me as I pouted. "Here, I've got something for you." She slowly removed her finger from my pussy, purposefully evading my clit, and brought it up to my lips. She spread my wetness over my lips and right under my nose. "See how turned on you are?" she asked.

As I smelled my arousal, a flash of shame suddenly flooded through me. What was I doing here, in the school shower, sucking on my coach's tits like some little pervert slut? But I couldn't deny that I was the most turned on I've ever been in my life.

Ms. Erikson interrupted my thoughts, "Now, before we run out of hot water, I think we should finish cleaning you up. Bend over with your hands on the floor and spread your legs shoulder-length apart - I know you can do it - I make sure you do that stretch every class." I felt her hand gently pushing my back forward, and I made no move to stop her. Soon, my hands were on the floor with my legs spread. A flush of embarassment spread throughout my entire body knowing that Ms. Erikson could see both my pussy and asshole. As I stayed in that position, so exposed, I wondered what Ms. Erikson had in store for me next.