1. My Art Teacher


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: dragoncock65, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This a true experience I had many years ago, as a schoolboy in my early teens. To make a long story short, my art teacher Miss Hazeldene was a very bohemian hippy type of woman. She always wore one of those white artist style smocks in class, and most of us lads noticed she never had a bra on underneath, so when she would lean over us to see our work, we had a perfect view of her braless breasts. She was not a super model, but still quite attractive, with long red hair and a pale complexion, and slim figure. I guess she would of been late 20's or early 30's at the time. We were doing a project about 'life study' and I was interested in photography, as I was not very good at painting or drawing! As a teen boy, I would often get an erection as I gazed down her smock, and tried to conceal it as best I could (guys will know what I mean), but I am not sure if I succeeded completly! I was sure I saw her glance down discreetly and noticed a wry, even cheeky smile appear on her freckled face. Anyway, one warm summer afternoon, she was looking over some photographs of mine towards the end of class, when the bell rang. Everyone got up to leave for luchtime, but she asked me to stay a while as she wanted to discuss my work. We were alone in the classroom, and she was leaning over again, and commented that I had quite a talent for photography, and that I had done well given the subject matter (boring things like trees etc on school grounds) She then asked me if I would like to come back ...
    with her to her house after school to see examples of some work she had done herself. She mentioned it was not a usual thing she asked, and that it was not really allowed, but if I kept this between us, it should be ok. I felt rather nervous, but I agreed, and said I would love to see her work. She smiled, and said she would meet me outside after school and drive me to her house. The time arrived, and I was waiting nervously for her car (an old beat up VW beetle) when she pulled up. She opened the passenger door and said I should get in quickly before we were seen, which I did. As we drove, I glanced over occasionally, and noticed the thin cotton of her smock did nothing to hide the fact her nipples were stiff and very obvious! My young cock responded, and was soon making an obvious outline in my grey school trousers, which I tried to hide under my art folder-I did notice her smile again, as I am sure she had noticed. We pulled into her driveway after about 25minutes, and she slid out of the car, with me following. We went into her house and entered a large, open plan lounge, with posters of rock bands on the walls, a plush blue carpet and crushed velvet beanbags strewn around. The whole room smelled of Patuli incense and marajuana, which in itself was a rather sensual scent. She got me a glass of juice, and told me to make myself comfy while she went for a shower and to change. I sat dinking my juice, and remember it tasting a little bitter ( I found out later she had given ...
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