1. Oh, Teacher, Teacher! Ch. 03


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: michaeltdick, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    Having given up all hope of resisting temptation and keeping Linda at bay, our after school fuck became an everyday addiction. Sometimes she'd surprise me by actually leaving when the bell rang. But, then I'd find her sitting in my car masturbating as she watched me approach. So, on those days I'd just take her home and fuck her in my bed. And, so it went. I have a policy of holding an open house for parents the 1st Wednesday of every month. This is to give parents a chance to talk with me one-on-one to see how their young student is doing. On these evenings I usually hold fort for 4 hours, from 5:00 to 9:00. If no one shows up I use the time for grading papers and/or preparing lesson plans. I looked at my watch. It was 8:58. Might as well start packing it up, I thought to myself. I'd had one parent drop in at 5:30, but since then nothing. I tossed all of my papers into my attaché case, sat it on the floor and started locking up my desk. Just then the door opened and this real sexy-looking lady walked in. She was wearing heels, hose, a skirt short enough to show a little garter strap, and a tight-fitting blouse that accented her very ample bosom. And, I felt my heart leap and get stuck in my throat. Oh! Oh! I thought. This lady was a spitting image of Linda, except for a few crow's feet framing her eyes. It had to be her mom. She even walked like Linda with her huge tits bouncing every which way. This ought to be easy, I thought, since I was giving Linda straight 'A's. I ...
    mean what could she have to complain about? Boy, was I in for a surprise. She got right down to business. &#034Mr. Smith?&#034 She held out her hand. &#034Yes ma'am,&#034 I said, rising as she approached. &#034I'm Mrs. Cochran, Linda's mother. There's something I need to talk to you about.&#034 Something about her tone of voice set off the alarm signals in my head. &#034Please have a seat.&#034 I gestured to the chair pulled up near to my desk, as I resumed my own seat behind the desk. Instead of taking the seat I indicated, she came right up next to me and leaned her thighs against my desk, resting her shapely ass on the desk top. She folded her arms across her chest, making her huge cannons point threateningly at me. Like her daughter usually was, she was braless. Her huge nipples tented her half-opened blouse and waggled at me with each breath she took. She looked at me real sternly and took a deep breath. &#034Mr. Smith. I was cleaning my daughter's room the other day and I came across her diary.&#034 Oh shit! I thought. My mouth suddenly went dry. I averted her gaze—but then found I was staring at her gorgeous thighs and that scrumptious butt propped up on my desk top. I looked down at my hands instead. She took another deep breath. &#034I-I-I don't know how to say this. But it is quite obvious from my daughter's diary that you've been having sex with her.&#034 I was shell-shocked. I glanced up at her eyes and moved my mouth, but no words came out. I looked away again. And, ...
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