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Asstr Teacher
AUTHOR = Switch Blayde E-MAIL = switch_blayde@hotmail.com
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 Mind Control, Non-Consent, Voyeurism, Adult/Teen, 1st Time, Bisexual (M/F/F), Public Sex


John Baxter sat at his desk wondering if his life was ever going to have any meaning. He was a 29 year old high school teacher who entered the teaching profession believing he could make a difference by educating the next generation. Like many of his colleagues, he experienced great disappointment. In the beginning, he tried to use the new techniques he learned in college to get the children excited about learning. He worked a lot from home preparing his next day's lessons and grading papers. He displayed a lot of energy in the classroom, but found the teenagers in his class just didn't care to learn. No matter how hard he worked, they simply were not interested. Over time, John Baxter the energetic fireball, became John Baxter the boring English teacher.


Unfortunately his apathy in school carried over into his personal life. His relationship with his girlfriend was getting worse and worse. They were in a rut. John would go to Suzanne's house after dinner a couple times per week and simply watch TV. Earlier in their relationship his visits would involve passionate lovemaking. Their constant touching excited them so much that they would tear their clothes off wherever they were and have uninhibited sex. There wasn't a room in the house where they didn't have sex. Often they never made it into the house. As soon as the garage door closed, they would go at it; sometimes in the car or more often, leaning against the car. They did it in the shower or sitting on the toilet. John received many blowjobs while Suzanne peed. The most common place, other than the bedroom, was the kitchen. John would fondle Suzanne as she worked in the kitchen which usually led to stormy sex. Often ordinary kitchen items were involved. John remembered shoving a large cucumber up Suzanne's cunt while she sucked his cock to orgasm. Sometimes they'd pour food on each other and lick it off bringing each other to a sexual frenzy. Their relationship was perfect, but then as John became more complacent at work, his relationship with Suzanne became boring.


The happy thoughts passing through John's mind quickly faded. He remembered last night and his eyes began to water. He wasn't planning to be with Suzanne last night, but his crabby old principal, Ms. Kraus, chewed his ass out at school and he needed to be comforted. He used the key he had to Suzanne's house to let himself in. As he entered the house he heard strange, but familiar sounds coming from the bedroom. Cautiously, John moved towards the sounds.


"Oh, God. Fuck me. Ram that cock into my pussy. Oh, yes...yes...yes."


John heard Suzanne screaming these words. "What's going on?" he thought to himself in a confused state. John quietly looked into Suzanne's bedroom and froze. His girlfriend was straddling a guy lying on her bed. She was moving up and down, driving his cock in and out of her cunt. Her head moved back and forth and her ass cheeks tightened each time she lifted up, obviously grabbing his cock with her pussy.


"I'm going to cum. Make me cum. Cum inside me. I want to feel you shoot inside me. Please don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck me. Ooohhh, I-I'm...I'm cumming. Aaahhhhhhh," Suzanne screamed.


John saw her push down hard on the man's cock while his hips pushed up. Suzanne collapsed on the man's chest trying to catch her breadth. While in this position, her ass lifted a little and John saw white sperm dripping out of her pussy down the man's shaft. John left Suzanne's house as quietly and undetected as he entered.


"Why did Suzanne betray me?" John thought as he sat at his desk in front of his class. "My life has turned to shit."


As much as John detested what Suzanne did last night, the recollection of the couple fucking caused his dick to harden. Unconsciously, he began stroking his hard-on behind the privacy of his desk. His eyes wandered around the room at the students busily taking the test. The one advantage of teaching high school was the plentiful supply of innocent lovely young girls usually dressed in revealing clothing.


His gaze stopped at Ivy who wore a very tight skimpy pair of shorts and a top that was tied below her quite large breasts. John stared at the soft skin of her belly before moving lower to the vee between her legs. He let out a little sigh as he continued to stroke his organ. The shorts were so tight that John actually saw the slit formed by her pouting pussy lips. Glancing on, he stopped at his favorite. Heather was wearing a loose fitting short skirt. John enjoyed looking at her young legs, but wished he could see more. " Heather, spread your legs a little ," he thought. Just then, Heather's legs opened giving him a view of her inner thigh. "Thanks," he said under his breadth as a smile appeared on his previously sorrowful face. " Heather, come on, spread your legs further apart so I can see your panties ," his wishful thinking continued.


The young girl did just as John yearned. Her legs separated more, offering him a view of her little pink panties. John stared between the teenager's legs enjoying the sight. He occasionally got a quick peek at some of the girl's panties, but this was different. Heather was sitting with her legs apart just as John wished. He wondered if she was reading his mind. " Heather, rub your nose ." John gasped when the 18 year old obeyed his thought.


The school bell brought John out of his deep thought. The students all looked up at their teacher. "Ok, class. The test is over. Leave your papers on your desks. Heather, please help me gather the test papers." As the class filtered out of the room, John Baxter and his favorite student went from desk to desk picking up the papers. When they met in the middle of the room, Heather handed her stack to her teacher. " Heather, wear a short skirt and green panties tomorrow ," he thought in Heather's direction. Out loud, Mr. Baxter said, "Thank you Heather," as he took the papers from the young girl.


After he was left alone, John considered what just transpired. His logical mind won out and he believed it all to be coincidental.


John anxiously waited for his last class of the day. Actually not the whole class, just one particular student. When he saw Heather enter his classroom wearing a short skirt his mind began to race. However he rationalized that she often wore skirts to school. As the class was settling, he looked over at Heather and thought, " Heather, spread your legs so that I can see your panties ." Not only did she obey, but he quickly observed that her panties were green, just like he requested in his thoughts the day before. " Heather, put your legs together ." She immediately followed his suggestion.


John was having trouble concentrating on today's lesson. He struggled through the session while thinking about his ability to control Heather with his thoughts. He wondered if it only worked on Heather. Looking over at another student sitting in the back of the room, John projected a message, " Steve, you have an itch between your legs ." He looked on in astonishment as Steve casually scratched his balls. Finally, just before the class ended, he sent a message to his favorite student, " Heather, when the bell sounds and the other kids leave, you will stay in your seat because you want to tell me something ."


The bell rang and all the students left the room. All but one.


Heather sat in her seat a little confused. She knew she wanted to tell Mr. Baxter something, but just couldn't remember what. Then, all of a sudden, her mind became clear when the following message was sent by John Baxter, " Heather, you are very much in love with me and you want to tell me so ." Heather slowly approached her teacher and stood in front of him with her eyes shyly looking down.


"What is it Heather? Is there something I can do for you?"


"Mr. Baxter," Heather softly said, "I love you."


"Come closer, my dear," John said spreading his legs and letting her walk between them. " Heather, you love me very much. You find me very attractive and are stimulated sexually when near me. You want to please me and make love to me. You will do anything I ask of you ," John said through his mind and then added out loud, "Heather, I love you too. Let me show you how much. Please lift your skirt up to your waist."


Baxter held his breath, still not sure of his power. But then, the lovely blonde high school senior who just turned 18 years old reached down and lifted her skirt to her waist. John stared directly at the panty-clad pussy only two feet away. He could smell her sexuality and knew she was excited. He ran his finger along her slit, from the bottom up to her clitoris. When he touched her most sensitive area, Heather sighed and spread her legs. John was now certain of his power over the girl.


John reached under the elastic of her panties and slowly pulled them down. Blonde pubic hairs appeared. As he continued to lower her panties he found them very wet causing the crotch to stick to her cunt. He was pleased at how excited her young body was. When he got the panties down to her ankles, she lifted one foot at a time while he removed them. Heather, still holding her skirt at her waist, granted him an unobstructed view of her teenage pussy. He brought the panties to his face and inhaled deeply while admiring her. The young student just stood there smiling, knowing that she was giving pleasure to the man she loved.


John Baxter grabbed Heather by the waist and lifted her light body onto his desk. She leaned back, bracing herself on her hands while John bunched her skirt around her waist. He pulled her to the edge of the desk, spread her legs, and rolled his chair closer. After visually examining the young pussy, he gently rubbed his fingers all over the outside and then eased a finger into her cunthole until it reached her hymen. Her virginity was validated. Slowly he moved his finger in and out. Each time it withdrew he noticed more and more moisture on it.


"Has anyone ever done this to you?"


"Do you want to do this with anyone else?"


"No, Mr. Baxter. Only with you. I love you so much that I want to please you. You can do anything you want with my body and I'll do anything you ask."


John was moved by Heather's love, forgetting he planted it in her mind. He leaned over and ran his tongue along her slit. She moaned and involuntarily closed her thighs around his head. Putting his hands on the inside of her thighs, Baxter pushed her legs apart. He used his elbows to keep her legs separated while he spread her pussy lips. He looked at the moist flesh inside her vagina, her virgin hole, and the erect clitoris at the top. He flicked her clit with his finger several times, watching her hips lurch in response. Leaning forward he replaced his finger with his tongue. He licked several times, driving the poor girl crazy with lust. John moved lower and placed the tip of his tongue at her opening. Keeping his tongue as taut as possible, he pushed his face into her pussy, driving his tongue inside. Heather humped her pussy against his face. He tongue fucked his student until she was nearing orgasm. He then started licking the length of her slit very rapidly and when he knew she was ready, started sucking on her clitoris. Heather's entire body stiffened, her stomach undulated, and her hips kept pushing her pussy into Baxter's face.

"Oh, oh, oh. Mr. Baxter, what's...what's happening? Ooooh, oh, aahhh," Heather moaned as she came for the first time in her life.


John held on for dear life while the young girl bucked beneath him. He derived joy from giving the girl her first orgasm. When she came, she literally filled his mouth with her juices. Instead of swallowing, John raised up, tilted Heather's head back, and put his mouth against hers. When she felt the tip of his tongue push against her lips, she opened her mouth expecting a kiss. When Mr. Baxter parted his lips, Heather's own juices flowed into her mouth which she swallowed.


"Heather, what you just felt was an orgasm, or in street terms, you came. It is a release the body experiences when it gets sexually stimulated. If you get stimulated without cumming, you are not satisfied and actually feel sexually frustrated. Both men and woman need to orgasm. Right now I'm in a very sexually aroused state and must cum."


"What should I do to make you have an orgasm?" Heather innocently inquired, "I don't want you to be sexually frustrated."


"Let me show you what a man's sexually aroused penis, or cock, looks like," the teacher said as he unbuckled his belt. Baxter opened and dropped his pants and underwear to his ankles. His 8 inch cock, hard as a rock, pointed straight at the wide-eyed girl.


"Oh my," she exclaimed, "I never knew it got so big."


As Mr. Baxter sat in his chair he smiled proudly. "Heather, kneel between my legs. That's it. Now put your hands on my penis and rub it."


Heather did as she was instructed. She put both hands on her teacher's large cock and began rubbing. First with only the top hand, but then with both. Baxter watched in fascination as the small hands touched their first cock. Her hands looked so little bringing to home how young his student was.


"Heather, remember how good it felt when I licked your vagina?" Baxter cautiously asked, "What you're doing would feel even better if you used your tongue."


Heather, only wanting to please the man she loved, looked up at her teacher and ran her tongue along the entire underside of his cock. She kept repeating this. She'd position the flat of her tongue near his testicles, dragging it up to the tip of his cock. Baxter looked down and watched Heather stare into his eyes as she licked the length of his dick. Heather noticed that Mr. Baxter reacted more when her tongue touched the funny looking head of his cock. She stopped at the end of her stroke and put the tip in her mouth. She held it there, making sure Mr. Baxter would not be mad that she stopped licking. When she saw his eyes close she knew he liked it. She ran her tongue around the head of her teacher's cock trapped in her mouth. Baxter felt this and pushed his hips forward, driving his cock more into Heather's mouth.


"Oh yes, Heather," Baxter pleaded, "suck my cock."


Heather literally started sucking his cock like a lollipop. When she realized he was trying to move it in and out, she bobbed her head up and down. Occasionally she would go down too far and gag, but after awhile learned when to stop.


This was too much for Baxter. He looked down at his student and pushed forward with his hips. His first shot of cum landed in the back of the unsuspecting young girl's mouth. She instinctively jerked back causing the second load of the freed cock to hit her in the face. Baxter grabbed her head and forced her mouth back onto his cock.


Heather didn't know what was happening, but she would do whatever Mr. Baxter asked her to. She sucked the cock in her mouth. Glob after glob of sperm shot into her mouth. Not knowing what to do with the buildup of fluid, the poor girl swallowed her teacher's cum.


Even though Baxter stopped cumming, Heather kept sucking as she was told.


"Stop! Heather, please stop sucking me. I'm done."


Heather released her teacher's cock and marveled at it's shrinking condition. She was confused and afraid she did something wrong. Baxter saw her expression and explained that she helped him experience an orgasm and he was very pleased. When he saw her sperm-covered face smile with the innocence of a child he had to smile back. Baxter explained how a man's orgasm differed from a woman's. He scooped some of his cum off her face and showed her what shoots out of the penis. He told her it is used to make babies, but when a girl gives a man a blowjob, she's supposed to swallow the cum. With that he put his finger in her mouth and told her to suck it clean. She did as she was told. He continued until he scooped all the cum off her face and finger-fed it to her, watching as she swallowed every drop.


"Heather, it's time for you to go home now. Put your panties on and wash your face before leaving the school," Baxter instructed his student. Then he sent her a message, " Heather, you will never tell anyone what we've done and as soon as you get home you will brush your teeth ." Baxter watched the girl pull her panties on and leave the classroom.


John had a very pleasurable evening reliving his sexual adventure with his student. Heather was so innocent and inexperienced. He was the first man to sexually touch her cunt and the first to give her an orgasm. His was the first real cock she saw and touched. The first cock ever put in her mouth was John's. The first cum swallowed was also his. He smiled, well the first man's cum anyway. After all, she did swallow her own first. Since tomorrow was Friday he knew the school would be deserted soon after the final bell rang. John knew there were more firsts to experience.


Friday went unbelievably slow for John. He anxiously awaited his last class. During his earlier classes he had several girls spread their legs and show him their panties. He saw everything from little girl flowered panties to plain white cotton to some very skimpy bikini style panties. Looking up his lovely students' dresses had an affect on Baxter. He didn't intend to get turned on, but it happened anyway. During one of his breaks in the Teacher's Lounge, John was alone with Mrs. Hemster. Although John did not find this middle-aged woman desirable, he was sexually excited so he decided to use his powers on her.


They were sitting on separate couches facing each other. John kept sending Mrs. Hemster messages like, " Mrs. Hemster, you are sexually aroused. You have to cum or else you will go crazy. It doesn't matter that Mr. Baxter is in the same room, you have no choice. You must relieve your desire ."


John watched as Mrs. Hemster fidgeted in her seat. She kept pressing her legs together. When he pretended to look away, she rubbed her pussy through her dress. After a while, she didn't wait for him to look away. She spread her legs a little and pressed her loose fitting dress into her pussy. She squeezed her nipple with one hand, and with the other, rubbed her pussy for all she was worth. She looked like she was close to cumming so John sent another message, " Mrs. Hemster, rubbing your cunt through your dress is making it worse. You are getting more excited, but will not be able to cum unless you touch your pussy directly ."


Mrs. Hemster pleadingly looked at her co-worker as if asking him to turn around, but he just stared at her. After a short time she gave into her needs and put her hand under her dress. As she reached for her cunt, her arm pulled her dress higher, exposing much of her thighs. Eventually, the movement of her hand and her slouching down towards the edge of the couch exposed her panty covered crotch completely. Poor Mrs. Hemster had her ass on the edge of the couch, her legs spread as wide as they would go, her dress bunched up at her waist, while both hands rubbed her pussy through her plain white cotton panties. Not being able to cum without directly touching her pussy, Mrs. Hemster grabbed the panty crotch and ripped it complete
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