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Weird Science (Nineteenth Virtual Symposium Pt. 1)
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Weird Science (Nineteenth Virtual Symposium Pt. 1) I'll admit it... I am a science slut! My passion for science went out of control after my sophomore year of high school when I took Chemistry. Then again, when you are 16 year old girl with a sexy stud of a science teacher, you tend to pay attention in class. One could say that I got hot for teacher... “Science” Is The Topic For The Nineteenth Virtual Symposium ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mr. F was 23 years old, fresh out of college, and he was my Chemistry teacher. He was seriously sexy! Tall, muscular, dark brown hair, and he had the sexiest green eyes I have ever seen. I was a typical teenage girl. Well, actually... I was a slut in high school. I fucked every single boy that showed any interest, just because I could or wanted to. I owned that label proudly. I was also a straight A student and was taking advanced classes. I knew I was a dangerous temptation to Mr. F. I was a hot little redhead with a curvy, sexy body. My reputation was no secret to the teachers. On the first day of school, I caught him eye fucking me in class. I know he was imagining my milky white skin and my soft, supple tits pressed against his muscular chest. I even remember exactly how wet my tight little pussy got once I realized what was going on. By the time the class was over, I had completely drenched my panties. Even at such a young age, I craved a hard cock. Luckily for me, I had no problems finding someone to fuck me. After all, I was a little slut. I went to some guy's house after school. He fucked me, but I fantasized about Mr. F the entire time. I wondered how big his cock was and what it tasted like. It got me off, but I wasn't satisfied. I knew I wouldn't be fully satisfied until I had my sexy science teacher. I knew it wouldn't be easy seeing as I was his student, but I started to formulate a plan. I knew it would take some time, but I was a patient little slut. And I was on a mission. I volunteered to lead a study group for some of the students that were falling behind. We met in Mr. F's classroom every Tuesday and Thursday after school. He stayed to monitor us for an hour and then we would all go home. I usually walked to and from school since I lived only a few blocks away. The weather was getting colder as autumn turned to winter. Mr. F offered to drive me home on study nights. Every time that I climbed into his mustang, I fantasized that he would take me to the middle of nowhere and fuck me in the back seat of his car. I needed my sexy science teacher to take advantage of this very eager student. I would get so horny that I had to make my aching cunt cum as soon as I got home. I really was quite the dirty little girl... Well, slut. After we took our semester exams, there was no need for our study group to meet up until after we returned from Christmas break. I was bummed out since I wouldn't get my alone time with Mr. F for a few weeks. On the last day of school before Christmas break, Mr. F asked me if I would be willing to help him finish grading the exams for his freshmen students. Once the bell rang, I made my way to my chemistry classroom. As I approached the door, I noticed that the window had been covered with posters. Some of the other teachers did that, so I figured he was trying something new for next semester. I opened the door and walked into the classroom. I could smell a bunson burner going in the lab. I heard movement back there as well, so I went to find my sexy science stud in the lab. My jaw dropped as I walked into the lab. There was my insanely sexy teacher with no shirt on. He was carefully measuring out chemicals and powders to pour into the beaker that was being heated. I wanted to ask what was cooking, but I couldn't find the words. I had stopped dead in my tracks to stare at his perfectly sculpted body. His muscles were defined and he had a hint of a six pack. I glanced at the bulge in his jeans, but glanced away quickly. I could feel my clit starting to swell and my pussy was already dripping. Now was the time... Mr. F looked up as I approached him. I gazed into his sexy green eyes. I started to reach out to touch him, but I hesitated. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest. I could feel my heart pounding and I could barely catch my breath. I was nervous and trembling. He put his hand on mine and the nervous feeling was replaced by lust. Mr. F reached around me and killed the flame on the bunson burner. He put on a glove and grabbed the beaker that contained the compound he made. Curiosity got the best of me and I had to know what he was making. "What is that liquid in the beaker, Mr. F," I asked in a soft voice. "I made an aphrodisiac for us to share. It is my own recipe," he responded. "Do you know what that is?" I shook my head no. I had heard the word before, but I didn't know what it does to people. "Jessica, I have heard about you, slut. I know you will fuck me and if we drink this together, we could fuck each other for hours," he explained. "My cock will get big and hard for you to suck and fuck. Would you like that, little girl?" My pussy was aching for him as I nodded yes. My wish was going to come true. He handed me a cup and I drank the contents. It was cherry. Yum! As I set my cup down, he grabbed me and kissed me, passionately. He ran his fingers through my hair and grabbed my sweater. He pulled it off over my head and tossed it aside. He easily removed my bra and tossed it by the sweater. His large hands cupped my tits and teased my nipples. Before I knew it, my jeans were down around my ankles and he was pulling off my shoes and socks. He helped me onto the counter right there in the lab. I layed on the cold counter and he removed my panties. He paused to admire my tender young body for a moment. He explored me with his fingers, lips, and tongue. I whimpered as he teased my clit with his tongue. And then he slipped two fingers inside my sopping wet cunt. He started thrusting his fingers as he pushed down on my clit with his tongue. I moaned loudly as I reached my climax. The spasms of my orgasm pushed electricity through my entire bod. I needed more. He stopped and looked me directly into my eager, hungry eyes. I felt entranced by the look in his eyes. It felt as though I was under a spell. My tight little pussy was literally dripping wet and I wanted to cum again. Mr. F removed all of his clothes, except for his boxers. He stopped just in front of me and removed his boxers so I could fully appreciate what he had to offer me. His cock was huge and rock hard! I felt like a at Christmas! He grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the counter. Without hesitation, he trusted his entire length deep inside of me. I had never had a cock as big as Mr. F's before, but my pussy adjusted quickly. He fucked me hard, fast, and relentlessly. He pushed his massive cock deep inside of me as I came. I could feel my pussy throbbing as it surrounded his entire manhood. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had at my tender young age. He gave me a moment to recover as he helped me down off the counter. He led me out of the lab to his desk in the classroom. He bent me over the desk and fucked me. I could feel his cock throbbing and I could tell he was going to cum. I exploded yet again as he flooded my tight little pussy with cum. We were sweaty and out of breath. Mr. F let me sit in his chair as he leaned on his desk in front of me. I smiled as I realized that this was only the beginning. "You are my star pupil," he said with a crooked grin. "But I am afraid that was only lesson number one. Now be a good little girl and drop to your knees. Now suck me until I am hard again." I dropped to my knees and grabbed his cock. As I wrapped my lips around him, I knew that I was going to be my sexy science teacher's favorite student from then on. We ended up fucking for several hours all over the classroom and lab. Later, as he drove me home, we agreed to keep everything between us. We also agreed that it could never happen again. To thank me, Mr. F gave me an A+ at the end of the school year. Trust me, I earned it! And I never told a soul about what happened. Until now. |
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now that is what I call "hot for teacher"....you learned so much! Science can be fun!! “Life is available only in the present moment.” Thich Nhat Hanh Come and read my blog! Become a watcher! veryfunnycple64 
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Wow! So interesting the parallels my girlie crush. My chemistry teacher Mr. B was a young hottie with green eyes. He had a reputation for assigning all the cute girls in short skirts to the seats in the front row. "Eye fucked" love that term. He did a lot of that. I must've frustrated the fuck outta him as I had the body of a Vicky Secret model at age 12. He was the star of many a teenage spank bank stories. Thanks for the hot reminder lovely Jess...Sigh Please read my blog The Sapiophiles Sapiogurl
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Having a degree in chemistry, I can understand the allure. Hot stud teacher was a bonus, I presume? Visit my blog It's a Mad, Mad, Mad World of NaughtyInSO, leave a comment, become a watcher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LIVE AND LET LIVE Be happy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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I wonder if "Hot Teacher Syndrome" is why I spent so much time on Science and English.
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Yummilicious as usual......Chemistry was always such a fun class. Thanks for sharing.
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Bonjour Truck Nous croirions un rêve érotique et dans la deuxième partie tu vas dire c'était un rêve ♥ Poton ♥ Bisou ♥ Annie ♥ Hello Truck We will believe an erotic dream and in the second part you'll say it was a dream ♥ Kiss ♥ Annie ♥
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My science classes were never that much fun!  
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Great story! Wish I'd had a cute science teacher like that!
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Joli texte, très érotique, bravo. Nice text, very erotic, bravo. Sommaire Et la souffrance vgtale L'être idéal ? Un ange dévasté par l'humour. E.M. Cioran
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Gee willikers, and here I was thinking science as a topic for the symposium was going to be kind of boring. Well played!  Thoughts from the Garden...
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