Hot summer of 2004 was coming to an end. Laura was a girl that lived in a Southern town; town so small that only a few years ago everyone met at the same movie theater and the local ice cream place housed every teacher, classmate and neighbor in the city.
Laura had always been a bit on the shy side. In school she mostly kept to herself. She did have friends but it was mostly girls, the quiet and studious kind. And even among them she preferred to keep to herself after class, avoiding the boisterous parties and get togethers many others liked to attend..
Laura’s parent’s names were George and Jackie. George was a devout Catholic, unusual for a Southern town. Laura’s upbringing was strict, from the food she ate to the people she saw. And that may be just the thing that contributed to her shyness.
Boys teased her for one reason or another, she was too shy to hang out with the girls and she spend her days at home playing with her dolls or reading.
But that all was to change one day. That was on the day at the end of that hot summer of 2004. Laura just turned 18 that year and something started to change. That something was creeping up for the last several years, attracting attention from many a boy at school. That something was…
Her tits. They became round, plump, juicy and luscious. So big, she was embarrassed of the attention they were attracting. And not big in an oversized, uncontrollable way. No, those titties were nice and firm, with a nice playful bounce to them as she walked down the hall to her next class.
And it didn’t stop there. Laura’s ass was round and plump, creating an hourglass shape that attracted so many eyes on a daily basis. She wasn’t tall but her legs were shaped impeccably and her beautiful toes could get cocks hard in a heartbeat, even despite the fact that she didn’t take all the time in the world to take care of them.
And her pussy, wow, that was a delicious thing to see, let alone taste. She did not shave all or even most of the hair off of her pussy due to the fact that she never knew that many girls did that and certainly she didn’t have anyone to educate her about this as sex ed classes came in short in that town. However, she did keep her bush nicely trimmed.
So she trimmed her pussy, but left a nice strip of hair, 80s style. It was hopelessly out of date of course. But that did not detract from the pink beauty and the virgin smell of that beautiful, soft, tasty female pussy.
Naturally, Laura didn’t play with it too much. Masturbation wasn’t exactly something her Dad encouraged and she was shy to begin with. But physiology took its toll. Every now and then, while taking a bath, she’d direct the warm water from the shower over her pink nipples, letting little driblets of it fall down her tits and on her belly… then she’d gradually slide the shower between her legs, letting the warm water hit her clit and slide between those pink pussy lips.
But even that was more for just meeting her basic needs rather than enjoy the beauty and power of sex.
That all was to change that one day when she came into class at the end of summer of 2004.
That day she wore a green shirt with a black belt and a long skirt. She loved wearing skirts when most girls usually wore shorts. Even though she usually wore long skirts, guys still loved to stare at that round ass and imagine their noses and tongues right in between those juicy buttocks or their hard cocks slamming against those plump ass cheeks.
She ran up the stairs leading to her high school. Her titties bounced playfully, up and down, up and down as she headed up.
“Wow, baby, that’s hot,” she heard. Some boys were standing around, whistling and what not. She kept going. Given her luscious curves that bloomed throughout the last few years, it hardly is a surprise she got as much attention from boys as she did.
Yes, she got cocks hard just walking down the street, even without an attempt to be or appear sexy. There was one boy, however, who wanted her more than others. And for a few different reasons as well.
Others just liked her tits like they liked any other chick’s tits and wanted to stick their cock between them. But he wanted to lick that sweet pussy for decades, savor all that nectar and suck it up in cool little driblets from her nice untouched pussy. He wanted to fuck her with his cock and explode and cover her ass, tits and hot pussy lips with showers of white cum. In other words, he was madly in love with her and wanted to fuck her for the rest of his life. Or so he thought. But, every time he made an approach, she seemed to drift off and disappear like she always did.
His name was James. He walked right behind her on that day, hoping he’ll get lucky and they’ll end up in the same class. Indeed, this was his lucky day.
She came in and set down on the front. She always wore glasses, even though she sat close to the blackboard and that made James’ cock even harder since he could just imagine her going down on him with nothing but the glasses on.
“Hey Laura,” he said and winked at her.
“Hi,” she said and shyly smiled. He settled next to her.
“Ok, everybody ready?” the teacher finally said. It was Ms. Larson, who was pretty much everyone’s English teacher for the last several years. She was in her forties and always wore white suits. She also enjoyed wearing pants. She was always very thin but had beautiful long blonde hair and large lips many girls wanted to emulate. Everyone knew she was single and even though that was quite uncommon, no one questioned it. There were many rumors that her husband died of heart disease due to poor diet but none of them were confirmed. Laura loved watching her. Despite the fact that her complexion was very different from Laura’s her beautiful long hair and large sexy lips stirred something inside of Laura, something she had never quite admitted even to herself.
That day was quite sunny, despite the fact that it was August and the window was open wide. Laura pulled out a pencil that she loved to suck on so much and started to chew on it a little as she listened to Ms. Larson read a summary of Romeo and Juliet, apparently a task that was preassigned for the first class.
“Alright, now what was the thing that prevented Romeo and Juliet for being together in the first place?” Ms. Larson asked. Silence was the answer.
“This isn’t a rhetorical question.” Laura raised her hand and got up as the teacher called on her. Her breasts fluttered as she got up, making her green shirt shake with those meaty juggs.
“Um, the rivalry between the two families was what caused it.”
“Very good, Laura,” Ms. Larson said, “amazing someone was actually doing their homework.”
“Especially with melons like those,” someone yelled out from the back. The class erupted in laughter. All except Laura that is. She sat down and covered her face. She was all red and just felt like she wanted to disappear and vanish. She hated herself and everyone else at that moment. Why did she have to be born here? Why did she have to have these huge breasts and a body what attracted everyone’s attention? And most of all, why was she so shy that she was unable to defend herself and celebrate her body in the most proper way? She didn’t have the answers to any of these questions and so just wanted to vanish.
“Morgan,” Ms. Larson said, “principal’s office. Now!” Morgan got up and wondered outside of the classroom in his jeans jacket. He had bright blonde hair it was almost white and a mullet. Laura was sitting down and staring into her desk. Some people in the class continued to giggle.
“Quiet!” Ms. Larson suddenly yelled and hit her ruler against the desk. The sound resonated through the classroom which suddenly became silent.
“One more comment or giggle like this from anyone else,” she continued, “and you’re going to join Morgan at principal’s office. Two mistakes and I’ll talk to your parents. Three, you’ll be expelled.”
The lesson continued in silence. Laura looked up at Ms. Larson. For some reason that ending made her really aroused. She loved the fact that Ms. Larson was beautiful, sexy but knew how to stand up for herself. She was a strong woman, so strong that it seemed that even the principal was sometimes intimidated by her.
And Laura did find her attractive in a very unusual way. Ms. Larson was so much older than her and, well, she was Ms. Larson. But Laura just loved her beauty, how good she looked and the fact that she had the strength to stand up to anyone.
Ms. Larson was walking around class as she was discussing Shakespeare and at one point she stood up at Laura’s desk, standing there as she was facing the class.
Laura looked down and saw that Ms. Larson was wearing shoes that were revealing her toes. Perfectly manicured, they exhibited beautiful some of the sexiest toes you’ve seen in your life. Suddenly Laura felt her pelvic musles tighten and a warmth generating in her thighs and going up and up into her pelvis. She had an irresistible urge to kneel down and put her lips to Ms. Larson’s toes. She wanted to stick out her tongue and flick it gently along the perimeter of them. She wanted to take the little one and suck on it so nice and long and hard and rub her own clit as she did it.
God, I can’t be thinking these things, she told herself and almost slapped herself. That is just awful. What would Ms. Larson think if she found that out.
Ms. Larson walked to the blackboard and Laura felt like finally she could snap out of it. Since this wasn’t her first lesson with Ms. Larson she felt in a similar way many times. But she always tried to suppress it, to withhold it to deny it. This was the first time she truly gave in to it, the sight of Ms. Larson’s feet was just too arousing. But now she felt guilty and ashamed and like she could never share it with anyone.
The lesson went on. Laura didn’t answer any more questions and luckily for her no one made any more comments about her boobs. However, she did try to catch a glimpse of Ms. Larson’s perfect toes a few times.
Ms. Larson usually took a break midway through her class and it was time for that. Laura walked out and headed outside to walk around a little bit. She came back in and headed for the water fountain. She bent over to drink and looked at the clock. It was time to get back to class.
“Laura,” she heard. She turned around.
“Hey,” she said. It was James.
“Sorry about those idiots,” he said, and motioned with his head in the direction of the classroom. “Can you…”
“We have to go back to class…” Laura quietly said as she tried to walk past him.
“Hey,” he said as he came up to her and grabbed her right asscheek firmly. His face moved close to hers, so close that his lips were almost touching hers.
“Laura,” he whispered forcefully, “why do you keep snubbing me? Don’t you know what I want? Don’t you know how much my dick wants to penetrate your pussy and come in it over and over again?”
“What?” she said.
“Laura, I love you, I want my cock in your pussy every day and every night.”
“James, you should be ashamed of yourself!” she shrieked.
“Laura..”
“Just let me go,” she yelled and flung herself away from him and headed towards the classroom. She felt herself get all red because of all those indecent things James told her.
“Hey, what the heck is going on here?” she heard. Ms. Larson was standing in the doorway of the classroom. Scared, Laura sneaked in past her.
“Come on, James,” Ms. Larson said. James walked in slowly, trying in vain to conceal the major hard on he had from feeling the tight meat of Laura’s asscheek. His cock was rock hard, bulging through his pants as he walked in and stumbled towards his desk.
Laura crossed her legs and tried not to look at James as he walked past her with the most enormous hard on she’s ever seen. It would be so easy for her to just take off and fuck him in that bathroom right after class but something kept holding her back. She didn’t know if it was her upbringing or shyness or, or maybe something else, something she wasn’t quite sure of at this point.
“Ok, now let’s go on,” Ms. Larson said and picked up the chalkboard. The lesson went on but Laura kept feeling embarrassed about the scene outside. Did Ms. Larson see him grab my ass like that, she was thinking? And it was probably not very difficult for her to notice that huge bulge in his pants. She had no idea if Ms. Larson would think any worse of her after seeing this.
The lesson came to an end and the students headed off to their next class.
“Hey, Laura…” James started.
“Oh, just leave me,” she said. There was nothing wrong with James. He was good looking, popular and that bulge in his pants certainly looked enticing but… something inside of her didn’t want to commit just yet.
She stood up and walked towards the blackboard, her young tight ass looking alluring as ever even underneath the long skirt. The last student walked out and Laura was left alone with Ms. Larson.
“Ms. Larson, I wanted to clarify the deadline for the next part of the project,” Laura nervously said, “it’s next week, right.”
“Yes, Laura, Thursday,” she said and smiled, exposing her set of white teeth. Laura was standing right next to Ms. Larson, so close she felt the scent of her perfume. But it wasn’t just perfume, there was something else in the air that made Laura feel this feeling that swept over her. It… it started next to her lips it seemed and went on to her huge juicy boobs all the way to her untouched nipples, making them rock hard. And then it went down…
“Mmmm,” Laura whispered, without even realizing it.
But, she couldn’t admit that feeling and where it went to herself much less to anyone. That would be embarrassing and so wrong.
“What’s that, Laura, were you gonna say something?” Ms. Larson asked.
“Oh, no, I’m sorry,” Laura quickly stuttered. At that point she looked down and saw that her huge nipples got so hard that they were visible, even through the bra. Laura turned and scurried to the door.
“Laura…” she heard.
“Yes?” she turned around.
“What time do your lessons end tonight?” Ms. Larson asked her/
“Three. Why?”
“Come and see me in this classroom. I will have something for you.”
“Oh,” Laura said.
“An extracurricular assignment,” Ms. Larson said and stood up, smiling. Laura looked at her beautiful hair, slender long legs and body and perfect toes and felt herself getting hot again.
“Ok,” Laura nodded and made her way out through the door.
She had a few classes right after that but she couldn’t stop thinking about that meeting with Ms. Larson. There was something about Ms. Larson’s smile and the way she looked at her that made Laura feel so… hot. Although she didn’t masturbate very often she would usually wear really tight panties so those things could rub against her pussy as she’d walk around. That day that sensation was particularly enjoyable. Laura had second thoughts about going since her dad could get mad she’s late home from school. She bought a bottle of water at the cafeteria after her last class as she always did and just stood there, thinking of whether she should head home or not. She vacillated for a second but then headed down the hall.
Laura looked into the classroom. No one was there. She opened the door.
“Ms. Larson?” she said. Looking in
“Yes, my dear,” she heard, “come in.”
Laura saw Ms. Larson standing at the other end of the classroom. She slowly walked towards her and took a sit at the desk.
“Is this about my last assignment?” Laura
“Close,” said Ms. Larson and undid the top few buttons on her shirt, exposing some cleavage. Laura was taken aback but couldn’t help but glance at the white bra Ms. Larson was wearing.
“Why don’t you… come a little closer,” Ms Larson said. Laura came up straight to the table and set her backpack on the floor.
“Tell me… what have you been thinking about in class,” Ms. Larson said, and grabbed her hand. Laura felt that she was flushing again. The smell of Ms. Larson’s perfume, the sight of her cleavage made Laura’s tits pulse with sexual energy, making those perky nipples harden and grow so much that they would start to stick out through the bra like two ….
“Ms. Larson, I don’t understand…”
“Yes, there is something you don’t understand,” Ms Larson said, “but there is something I don’t understand. Jason is a nice boy. Why did you say no to him?”
“Oh, so you did see….” Laura stumbled.
“Yes, so why didn’t you…”
“I don’t know, I… I have to… “Laura said and turned around and made a few steps.
“Laura, get back here,” she heard.
She turned around and obediently walked towards Ms. Larson.
“I know why you didn’t do it with him,” Ms. Larson whispered.
“Because my family wouldn’t…”
“No. Because you want to fuck my pussy, not his cock,” Ms. Larson said. Laura felt another flush of red to her face but this time she felt her nipples harden a bit more and her tits shiver with delight. She also felt some warmth slowly gyrating its way throughout her panties.