1. Please Miss!


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: rifleman7805, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    To say I was unaware of sex as a young man would be a lie. Like most t***age b**s I started masturbating fairly early, initially just dry wanking, that knee trembling feeling of imminent orgasm but no cum, soon to be followed by wet dreams, waking up in a sticky puddle of spunk. I was one of the first in my peer group to pluck up enough courage to complete the ultimate rite of passage – buying a porn mag from the local newsagents. Like many young men, I experimented with homosexuality – the usual mild flirtations with mutual masturbation and oral sex and in the process realised that I found men as equally sexually arousing as women. I did however, keep this little gem of discovered knowledge to myself, as to admit to being bisexual would have caused untold problems at sch**l. My sch**l days were plagued by painful, instantaneous erections that appeared the very second your mind started to wander off the subject at hand, and drifted onto sex. After a while you start to learn to control it to some degree and so did I, or more precisely, I would have done if it hadn’t been for Miss Smales. Were there attractive girls of my own age at school? Yes, but they paled in comparison to Miss Smales, the sexual goddess that haunted my dreams at night and the focus of my fevered masturbatory fantasies. She was also my English Teacher. Had she been like my previous English teacher, a rather severe, matronly woman in her fifties, it wouldn’t have been a problem but she was as far from that ...
    image as it’s possible to be. Tall, athletic and long legged with honey blonde hair that fell in loose curls around her face, she was the epitome of every t***age b**s fantasy woman. Her breasts, while not huge, were a decent size and her skin was tanned an even, golden caramel colour that highlighted her sparkling blue eyes and white teeth. She wore very little make-up, and what she did wear was natural. Her perfume, some blend of honeysuckle and jasmine, was unique and just the smell of it lingering in the corridor was enough to make my cock stand to attention. Did I also mention that she was a PE teacher? The last lesson on Friday afternoon was always the worst for me as Miss Smales, fresh from teaching g**ls PE, would breeze into the classroom wearing a loose fitting polo shirt and short gym skirt over white frilly knickers. The sight of her long, tanned legs rising all the way to the hem of the skirt, just below the swell of her tight buttocks, and the scent of honeysuckle and jasmine wafting to my nostrils as she walked past were enough to give me a raging erection that I did my best to hide. When she sat down at the front of the class to take the register, I had an almost perfect view of the full length of those glorious legs, terminating at the soft, white gusset of her frilly gym knickers and the sight of her damp gusset was enough to make my cock throb painfully in my trousers. If I had been called to the Headmaster’s office at that time, I wouldn’t have been able to ...
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