1. A Hidden Lesson


    Date: 8/9/2015, Categories: College Sex, Author: NancyAllbright, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    Simon arrived at college in plenty of time for his lesson which by sheer luck happened to be French with Miss Duval, the object of his desires. Usually Simon was incredibly focused but the events from the previous evening had proved to be quite distracting and of course his lack of attention was not lost on Miss Duval who prided herself on knowing her students inside and out. “Simon, can you give me an example?” Simon flushed, “I’m sorry, “he stuttered. “I don’t know…” “No, you won’t know will you?” Miss Duval interrupted, “If you had been listening to me in the first instance rather than daydreaming, you would have known what the question was?” Simon looked at her sheepishly and could feel his cock stir in his jeans as his eyes dropped down to the French teacher’s cleavage that looked like it was straining to escape her tight fitting blouse. The sternness of her tone only served to excite him further. “I want to see you after the lesson Simon.” Miss Duval turned her back on the class and started to write a list of French questions on her whiteboard. “Great, “thought Simon. “She wants me to concentrate then proceeds to turn round so I can see her arse through her tight pin stripe skirt and I can also see two bump on her thighs which suggests she is wearing suspenders.” Simon saw a flash of Miss Duval undressed in her bra, stockings and suspenders in his mind. Slowly she was bending over her desk spreading her legs wide, begging him to fuck her. His fantasy was broken as ...
    Miss Duval spun round on her heel, her black marker in hand. Quickly she fired questions around the class until thankfully for the students; the college bell rang heralding the end of the lesson. The sound of chairs being scraped back as the students hurriedly grabbed their bags to get to their next lesson on time, resounded around the classroom. Simon remained seated concentrating on looking at the pen in his hand, too shy and embarrassed to look up. He heard the classroom door shut and felt a slight breeze against his cheek and smelt a waft of perfume as Miss Duval passed by his desk. “Look at me Simon,” she said as she sat on her desk in front of him. Carefully she crossed her legs, pulling down the hem of her skirt as if to try and cover the upper half them which was clearly an impossible feat seeing as her skirt was, a) too tight and b) at best it was just a centimeter past thigh length. “Right, would you care to tell me what happened this morning Simon? You’re usually one of my best pupils, however, today it’s like you are living in another world.” Simon shrugged, “I didn’t get much sleep last night that’/s all.” Miss Duval raised her eyebrows, “Really, and why not?” Simon felt his cheeks flush with the heat of embarrassment. He could hardly say that he had been kept awake listening to his father fucking his Aunt and the fact that this had led to a marathon masturbation session. A session which had heavily involved Miss Duval being forced to put her lips round his cock. ...
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