1. The Teacher


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Lesbian, Mature, Romance, School, Teen, Virginity, Written by women, Author: mazunumi, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    do this," she whispered. I could've crumbled to the floor with disappointment. "P...please," was all I could say. I felt her hand on my cheek as she guided me away from her. I still didn't look right at her, this time it was pure embarrassment that stopped me from facing her directly. I could feel her eyes on me, like hot lasers focusing on my head. I kept my eyes lowered, despite everything I was enjoying the way she gently held my cheek and stroked my hair, I wasn't sure what was going on at the moment and I didn't have a clue what might happen next, I just wanted to stay here but, eventually she took her hand away from my cheek and stopped stroking my hair. Surprisingly I felt a bit of relief, I'd been thinking about this for so long, putting myself under this pressure and now it was over. How could I have been so blind, just because I'd seen her kiss a woman once I'd assumed that she just had to be a lesbian! And what was I thinking by wearing all this stuff? That if I flashed a bit of thigh she'd come running? I must be the most arrogant, c***dish.... "Amy?" She whispered, pulling me out of the self-loathing episode. "Amy, look at me." I couldn't. "It's ok," she said softly. She moved away the hair that hung over my face and tucked it behind my ears, then brought a finger to my chin and slowly tilted it upwards, we were still stood really close together so when we were face to face again we couldn't have been more than a few inches apart. My eyes were still lowered, ...
    avoiding her gaze, instead I looked at those beautiful lips that I had ever-so slightly tasted a moment ago "I...I'm sorry," I whispered. "I just...just had to try, I love you and..." "Amy, I'm your teacher," she said softly. "No, no you're not. Not anymore." "Well...no," she paused for a moment. "Is this why you're dressed so differently today?" "Yeah," I admitted, still feeling incredibly foolish. "I thought that you might...like girls. I saw you once, kissing another woman, so I thought that if I looked nice you might...and now that I'm not a student anymore..." My voice trailed off, I was babbling and what was left of my dignity was bleeding away. It was quiet for a moment, Charlene's left hand was resting on my shoulder while her other hand cupped my cheek. She was silent. I had said everything, it was all out. I guessed that she was either simply processing everything I'd said, or she was waiting for me to pull myself together and leave. It was so quiet, I didn't want to move my head because she might stop touching my cheek, instead I just opened my eyes wider and looked up, I could only see her lips from this position which, as it turned out, was enough for me to get excited. She was smiling! Not a sympathetic 'oh dear what a shame' smile or an awkward 'how the fuck do I get rid of her' smile. It was a smile that gave me hope. "Oh Amy, what am I going to do with you?" She continued. Still smiling, she turned her head in the direction of the classroom door then back to me, ...
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