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Mr. Hamilton - Part 2
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Mr. Hamilton - Part 2  I could feel the last of the other students' eyes on as they shuffled out the door while I stood before Mr. Hamilton's desk. I had my eyes on my feet, unable to face my teacher's piercing gaze. He said not a word as the door snickered shut and we were finally alone. I felt my face burning as the noise of students moved down the hall, down the stairs towards the lockers and then out to the awaiting buses and into the student parking lot. Still, I was comforted the fact Mr. Hamilton was gazing at and I offered him a pleasing sight. I was skirting the limits of our school's dress code, wearing a white blouse and a green plaid skirt ended at the extreme limit under school guidelines...the hem a full five inches above the knee. White bobby socks and saddle shoes completed my sexy little school girl look and I finally braved a glimpse at my teacher. Mr. Hamilton was indeed staring at me uncomfortably. I took a deep breath and said in a whispery soft voice, "Is there a problem, Mr. Hamilton? Why did you ask me to stay after class?" My teacher opened his mouth and then closed it. Finally, he sighed and opening up a side drawer of his desk, pulled out a blue folder and placed it in front of him. He looked down at it and then at me and sighing again, said, "Jessica...the work you turned in...it..." His face was reddening and he said almost too soft to hear, "Jessica, this is completely inappropriate and worse, it's dangerous. If anyone else read this, it would...I could be fired." I shrugged my shoulders and replied, "I don't see why. I wrote it, not you." "You handed me a description of yourself sitting naked in your bedroom and ended it with an expression of your desire to have...to make love with me." I grinned and rubbed my hands across my lower stomach. "On the contrary, I stated I wanted to fuck you, Anthony. Don't you just love word? 'Fuck.' It sounds so nasty, so dirty, so...sexy." Anthony made an odd noise and his face grew redder. "Jessica...you...I am three times your age. I'm a teacher and you're a student. Even thinking of it is wrong!" His voice sounded strangled and he shifted nervously in his seat while tugging at his tie. I sauntered a little closer to his desk, feeling an incredible rush of desire and understanding I was more or less in control of this situation. I leaned forward, the front of my blouse gaping open to let him see my smallish breasts enhanced the special bra I'd picked up. "Again, I don't see why...I'm now... I'm a big girl and I love the fact you're older. You're a man, Anthony...a mature man." I waved my hand dismissively. "There's no way I'd allow one of these immature boys to be my first lover. I want a man...a sexier, older man who will know how to please a woman and you know how to do , Mr. Hamilton. I can see it in your eyes and in the way you look at us young ladies. I know you will be the greatest experience in my young life!" My teacher shook his head violently and said. "This is not going to happen.. Teachers are not supposed to fu...have sex with students, no matter their age. Jessica, I want you to never to turn something like this in again or I'll have to take this to the Principal." I giggled as I slowly strolled around the desk and hopped up on the corner of the old wooden desk, letting my legs dangle while the hem of my plaid skirt rose almost to my crotch -- my feet almost brushing his trousers. "Now, Mr. Hamilton, we both know you're not going to do . Like you said, you would get fired. And, let's be totally honest, as much as I want to fuck you, Mr. Hamilton, you want to fuck !" Anthony scooted away from as if to avoid even a hint of physical contact. "'s not true, Jessica, not true! I would never take advantage of a student." I sighed and replied, "It's only taking advantage if it was something I didn't want to do, sir." I turned towards him, drawing my right leg up and setting it on top of his desk, causing my skirt to rise up and expose my light green cotton panties. "I want to fuck you, you wonderful man...I want to fuck you so much, just thinking about it makes me so incredibly wet!" I ran my hand over my partly exposed belly and then down over my panty covered mound, drawing his attention to the very dark stain there...a stain glistened with wetness. I rubbed a finger over it and tried unsuccessfully to not shiver with carnal delight. As I rubbed my crotch, I said, "Tell you're not hard right now, Anthony. Tell your cock isn't stiff and long just thinking about sticking big ol' thing in little ol' !" Anthony’s hands dropped into his lap, trying to hide the bulge was already there. His eyes dropped guiltily down to the floor between us, but I could see him struggling to not look up at least as far as my exposed crotch. I felt a happy thrill shoot through as his eyes rose to rest on my now clearly outlined labia and it made even wetter to know he was staring at my "camel toe." Finally, he lifted his gaze to my face, seeing the arousal there. "This is not going to happen, Jessica. Never, do you understand me?" I shrugged my shoulders and hopped off the desk, my skirt falling into place and I was pleased the look of disappointment on my teacher's face. "I'm a patient girl, Anthony. I know it will take some convincing to get you to see things my way." I held up my fingers gleamed faintly with my own juices and winked at him as I started to walk away, looking at him over my shoulder as I sucked my fingers clean. When I reached the door, I glanced back at him and said, "You'll come around to my way of thinking, Anthony. I know you will. I think it’s encouraging for all your protests, you never actually said the word 'no.'' I giggled at his panicked expression and slipped out of his classroom, pleased with how things were unfolding. |
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8/27/2019 11:35 am |
I don’t know about Mr Hamilton but MY cock is hard. Thank you!
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Man ohhh Man girl do you know how to write !.! I hope you got my message to your e-mail (check out your previous posts to find how to communicate with me) as I am intrigued with you as well ... ... I look forward to your reply, Range Bull From the Gold Country of Northern California's Sierra Nevada Mountains, Range Bull
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Every older mans dream.
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Articulate, spicy and well written indeed ! Bravo young lady ! Cheers - P
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Yup, as a teacher... I'd be totally fired. However, also as a teacher, you skipped the occasional word in your story. I would be delighted to offer some editing help with your thrilling stories. Prof10001 Swing by my blog!
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Very nice!! Really Nice!!
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