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After Class
Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, School, Teen, Author: young15_, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com
My name is Callie. I'm 19 years old and in good shape. I stand 5' 7" with a curvy C cup figure while still being slender. I have deep brown hair that falls just below the shoulders, and have been told that I have bright, piercing blue eyes. My psychology teacher is Mr. Brighton who is about 37 but doesn't look it. He has beautiful blue eyes and scruffy brown hair. And his body! I've never seen below his shirt line, but you can tell he has sculpted abs and chest. I've had a crush on him since the beginning of the year. He has this way of speaking and such a passion for psychology. He paces around the room, glancing at each student when he speaks. On more than one occasion, his gaze lingered on me for quite a while, and I would get so wet from just those looks. He would lock his eyes with mine, excitement filling them. All I could imagine was making love to him, this same excited eyes staring into mine as we did. Then as I snapped back into reality, he smiled at me. Those smiles! His teeth were perfect and every smile he gave was genuine. Somehow, though, those glances that he gave to me seemed different. They were full of a passionate intensity, at least that is what I hoped I was interpreting. One day, after the class had left, I walked up to his desk like I usually do. "Uh, Mr. Brighton?" I cooed. "Yes, Callie?" he said. His voice was smooth and oh so masculine. "Do you think you could like, help me with this?" I made up things like help with homework just to talk to him, ...