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Repost of the excellent precursor to the Naked in School stories.  Chapters
6-8 will follow.

   Subject: School Daze - Ch 1 -5 (Teachers, F/mmmmm, exhib) Date: Thu, 02
Dec 1999 20:42:59 GMT From: Swordmaster69@hotmail.com Organization: Onvoy
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

   I and a grilfriend wrote this story while we were in college.  We've
both graduated since.  My degrees are in Business and Computers, but she
went on to actually become a teacher.

   A radio show in California (of course) took calls from grown men who had
affairs with their female teachers back when they were in school.  LOTS of
guys called in.  Since I'm running out of ideas, let's hear from some of
those guys (and teachers too).

   Thanx for all the support!!!  All the favorable comments are what got us
to Chaper 8, instead of stopping after the first chapter.

   School Daze (Teachers, F/mmmmm, exhib)

   School Daze - Chapter 1 - Assistant Principal

   I' m a teacher at the local high school.  A few weeks ago we had a
problem, to many students were cutting classes.  While this is normal for
students, it had reached epidemic proportions at our school to the point
where our budget was at stake.  If we didn't correct the problem soon, we
could be out of jobs.

   After trying several solutions, none of which worked, the Principal
approached me for advice.  After a little discussion, he allowed me full
authority to proceed with any ideas I might have.  Although I had no ideas
at the time, I thanked him for the confidence in me and assured him I would
attempt a few solutions of my own.

   After lunch, a boy came to my classroom to discuss his options for life
after high school.  I, of course, suggested college.  He rolled his eyes
and whined about how he hears that same line from his folks.  I started
into my told-it-to-a-hundred students-before speech about the college
experience and how it improves one's life.  He quickly got bored and
started looking around the room.  I realized that I had to convince him
that what I was saying to him was somehow different from the lectures he
got at home, and I couldn't do that without his attention.  I was
determined I could change his mind.

   Turning in my chair, I leaned away from him.  As I opened the bottom
drawer on my desk, I reached up and un-buttoned the top three buttons on my
blouse.  My blouse opened all the way down to my bra, exposing a great deal
of cleavage.  The instant I sat back up, he immediately shifted his
attention to my chest, admiring the ample view.  I continued with my
go-to-college lecture.  As I talked to him, I mentioned a few universities
and said that I had more information about them.  I walked over to the
filing cabinet and bent over to open the bottom drawer.  My skirt rose in
the back, giving him a clear view of my legs and pussy in sheer panties.  I
walked over to him and placed the papers in front of him.  As he looked
through them, I leaned over to point out a few things about each college.
As I stood there leaning over with my tits in his face, I noticed him
peering down my blouse any time I wasn't looking at him.  The phone rang
and I reached over to grab it.  While talking to another teacher on the
phone, I leaned back over and let him look all he wanted.  I pretended not
to notice where he was gazing.

   During my phone conversation, I sat down at my desk and crossed my legs.
Knowing that the boy's attention was totally on my body, I took my glasses
off and looked around for something to clean them with.  Acting like I
couldn't find anything to clean them with, I simply placed them on my lap
and started wiping them with my dress, lifting it slightly in the process.
When the phone started to slip from my shoulder, I grabbed it with both
hands, still holding my dress, which was now high enough to give the boy an
unobstructed view of my sheer panties.  When I got off the phone, I noticed
that there was a large bulge in the front of his pants.  I obviously had
his full attention now.  However, when I continued my lecture about
college, he quickly excused himself and left, probably to go play with
himself in the nearest bathroom.  I could feel my body getting hotter as my
pussy moistened from teasing the poor boy.  As his footsteps echoed down
the hall, I sat back in my chair and raised my skirt.  Sliding one hand
into my panties and the other in my blouse, I rubbed my cunt and tweaked my
nipples.  I was so horny I couldn't stand it!  I came so hard I had to bite
my lip to keep from screaming out and alerting the whole school!  As I
straightened out my outfit, I came up with an idea about the attendance
problem.  I would need help from some of the other female teachers at the
school.  I quickly grabbed the phone and started calling them in their
classrooms.  "Beth?, Hi, it's Susan.  Look, I've got an idea about the
attendance problem.  Could you come by my place after work?  About 7:00? 
Great, see you then".  "That was easy", I thought to myself, "now to call a
few more.....".

   The meeting was Friday, after work.  We had all weekend to figure out
the details.  Monday, we put the plan into action!

   Walking into my classroom, I could see instantly that attendance was
down again.  I was about to change that.  Leaning back against my desk, I
casually hiked my skirt up and started adjusting one of my stocking tops.
All conversation in the class stopped.  I had their complete attention.  I
proceeded with the lesson.  Sitting on my desk with my legs spread
slightly, I gave my class a good look up my skirt whenever their attention
drifted.  I also developed a bad habit of dropping the chalk as I wrote on
the blackboard.  Each time I bent over to pick it up, my skirt rose in the
back, showing of my black stockings and sheer panties.  Each time I read
from the text, I bent over and put my hands far out on my desk.  This
allowed my blouse to open up and show off plenty of my cleavage to the
class.

   Mrs.  Johnson, the History teacher, was even more creative.  She wore a
wraparound dress and, when placing a stack of books on her desk, caught the
sash under the books.  When she took a few steps away from her desk, the
sash untied itself and her dress opened up in front, giving the class a
long look at the sexy lingerie she had on underneath.  It happened
throughout the day, she even caught the sash in one of her desk drawers.

   Mrs.  Daniels, the Art teacher, wore tight pants and a tube top.  Every
time she reached up to the top shelf in her room, her tits would lift right
out of her top and the garment would fall to her waist.  She even managed
to time it so that her top would fall just as she was pulling something off
the shelf, so she would have an excuse for not pulling it back up until she
had turned toward the class and set the art supplies on her desk, giving
the boys a good long look at her tits.

   Mrs.  Hanson, our biology teacher, had her room arranged so she stood in
front of the windows when she lectured to her class.  She simply wore an
ultra-thin sundress that was nearly transparent when any sunlight came
through the windows.  She had also worn sheer underwear under her dress, so
her entire body was on display anytime the sun peeked out from behind a few
clouds.

   Miss Thompson kept it simple.  During an anatomy lecture about breasts,
a student pointed out that the textbooks didn't have any pictures.  She
simply took her coat off, unbuttoned her blouse, unhooked the front snap on
her bra, and showed her Sex Ed class what breasts look like.  The boys
giggled when she said that she was only doing it for their education.

   Miss Davis, the English teacher, wore a very light see-thru dress and
nothing underneath.  She also had a habit of standing over the air vent,
every time the air conditioner came on, her dress lifted up to her waist.
Throughout the day, she never seemed to learn to stand somewhere else.

   Miss Simpson, our girl's gym teacher, was filling in for the male
teacher's class of boys.  Somehow she forgot to wear panties under her gym
shorts.  Every time she moved, her shorts shifted and exposed more of her
cunt.  Every set of eyes was on her as she led the boys through the
stretching exercises.

   Mrs.  Donovan, the Science teacher, simply wore a miniskirt with no
panties.  She parted her legs anytime she was sitting at or on her desk. 
Her braless tits were showing nicely through her white blouse too.

   After school, we all phoned each other and talked about how exciting the
day had been.  It seemed we were all exhibitionists at heart.  The married
women said they practically raped their spouses when they got home!  I told
each of them that this new dress code is was effect until further notice.

   First thing the next morning, the Principal called me into his office
and instantly started bitching at me about the changes in the faculty dress
code I had made.  Right in the middle of his ranting, a whole mob of school
boys came bursting into the school and thundered past his office.  We both
went to the door and watched more students than either of us had seen
before in one place attack their lockers and grab their books.  Word had
gotten out about the shows the teachers were putting on and nobody wanted
to miss them.  Upon seeing this, the Principal looked back at me and said I
was in charge of the faculty dress code from now on.  As he reached up and
un-buttoned the top few buttons on my blouse, he said that he was looking
forward to the new code.

   As a result, we no longer have any problems with students missing class
or being late.  Only now, we have a new batch of problems.  Some of the
teachers are giving "extra incentives" for students who do well on tests.
The photography club is handing out a shot of Miss Davis sitting on her
desk with legs spread, pussy on display.  They're also distributing a photo
of me bending over to pick up the chalk, without panties!  Miss Simpson had
to fill in for the male coach again by taking the basketball team to a
game. During the trip, she told them that if they won, she'd shower with
them once they got back.  They won easily.  Not only did they hold her to
her promise, they held a few more things during the shower in the boy's
locker room!  And I hear that Miss Thompson has given a new meaning to "Sex
Education" by getting gang-banged on her desk by her class.  As few me,
students come by my room all the time now.  Some just want to talk, others
come by for more intimate counseling.  I haven't turned anyone away yet and
they all leave smiling.

   I love my job!

   School Daze - Chapter 2 - Miss Simpson - Gym Couch

   I am a teacher at the local high school.  A few weeks ago, the
basketball coach had to leave right after school, and the team had a game
that night.  Since I was normally the teacher who handled his gym class
when he was gone, the Principal asked me to take the team to the game. 
Even though I had never been a coach for a team, I agreed to do it.  I
wasn't looking forward to it though.  Right after my last class, I went
down to the boy's locker room to find the players.  Pausing at the door, I
decided it wouldn't be the best of ideas to go in.  A young boy, seeing my
predicament, volunteered to go in and make sure the boys were dressed so I
could go talk to the basketball team.  Moments after he went into the
locker room, I heard him and a couple of other boys yell "it's okay".  Upon
entering the room and walking past the coaches office, I saw the very sight
I was trying to avoid!  There were about ten or twelve boys walking around
without clothes on!  Some reached for towels the instant they saw me, but
most were in on the joke that was being played on me.  They just stood
there naked, watching to see my reaction.  That reaction was exactly what
they expected, my jaw hit the floor as a look of surprise came over my
face. I shrieked and ran to the door.  As the door swung closed, I heard
their laughter erupting behind me.  I ran out of the school to the team
bus. As I took some time to calm down and stop blushing, the basketball
team came out with their gearbags and got on the bus, all smirking at their
little joke.  The team captain slid behind the wheel and got the bus on the
road.

   During the trip, I answered their questions about why the regular coach
wasn't there and talked with most of them.  Mostly I told them I was new at
this and hoped for their cooperation.  They informed me that it really
didn't matter, they were having a losing season anyway, so a change of
coaches wouldn't hurt.  I told them that I really hoped they would start
winning and wished them the best of luck tonight.  One of the boys said
that if I dressed the same as I did for his gym class, they would be
motivated enough to win.

   I thought back to the last time I substituted for the regular teacher's
gym class and smiled.  That was the time our Assistant Principal put a plan
into action to keep students from skipping my classes.  I remembered how I
showed up for the class in gym clothes, but had "forgotten" to wear any
panties.  I led them through the usual gym class routine (stretching,
jumping jacks, etc) making sure that my gym shorts were loose enough to
show off my cunt every time I stretched or moved.  They never took their
eyes off me for the entire workout.  I let them play basketball for the
rest of the class.  Toward the end of the period, I called out to all of
them to gather around me and sit on the floor.  They moved quickly,
throwing me the ball as the last one sat.  I didn't know what to do with
the ball while I talked to them (I remember thinking at the time that the
regular coach used it in some coach-like manner when he talked to them).  I
simply set it on the floor in front of me and put my foot on it to keep it
from rolling away, and also to expose my pussy so the boys would pay
attention to me when I talked to them.  I told them that I enjoyed filling
in for the regular coach and hoped to do it again soon.  They said they
hoped so to, but they were all looking at my twat instead of my face as
they said it.

   My thoughts came back to reality as the bus pulled into the parking lot
of the opposing school.  I thanked the boy for the compliment, and joked
with them that I would go them one better.  I jokingly said that if they
won tonight's game, I would shower with the team as soon as we got back to
our own school.  They whooped and yelled that they would definitely win the
game with inspiration like that.  They ran off the bus joking that the
regular coach had never given them pep talks like that.

   The game was a slaughter.  Every time one of my boys scored, he would
look over at me and get an ear-to-ear grin on his face.  After the game the
other team's coach came over to me and said he had never seen our school
play this well.  During the trip back almost no one spoke.  They all just
leered at me as I tried to give them a coach-type good-game speech.

   As we got off the bus, I walked with the boys to the locker room and
even went into the coaches office to leave him a note.  I could hear
showers in the background as I wrote about our victory and how I had
enjoyed coaching.  Right in the middle of my note, two boys came in the
office and gently grabbed my hands.  Leading me out of the office, they
walked me over to the entrance to the showers.  The boys already showering
turned towards me and watched as the two boys started undressing me.

   I managed to mumble out a feeble protest.  But the truth was, the sight
of a dozen athletic naked teenagers all leering at me was getting me hot!

   "Come on Miss Simpson, you promised you'd shower with us if we won", one
of them said as I stood there taking in the sight of twelve naked
teenagers! I decided in a split second to make good on my earlier promise.

   Putting up no resistance as my dress dropped to the floor, I stood in
lacy bra, panties, stockings and heels.  Offering to do the rest myself, I
slipped my hands out of theirs and reached around to unsnap my bra.  It
quickly joined my dress on the floor.  I made a long and slow production of
removing my stockings and panties, to further tease them.  When I was naked
and walking into the showers, I saw a dozen hard-ons waiting for me.

   "Just remember boys", I said in a sexy voice, "most teachers wouldn't go
this far for team spirit.  I, on the other hand, will do anything to
motivate our team to a winning season".

   "Don't worry Miss Simpson.  We'll always remember you as the coach who
gave her all for the team", one boy said as he came over to me with a bar
of soap and started rubbing it against my tits.

   All of the boys started rubbing my entire body and fondling me
everywhere.  I wasn't any better.  Reaching for the two nearest cocks, I
started jerking two boys off.  Hands were all over me, rubbing and probing.
I was having one orgasm after another.  I came so hard my legs went weak,
causing me to fall to the shower floor.  I wasted no time at all getting a
cock in my mouth and jacking off two new ones.  As I was hoping for a good
creaming from the three cocks I was already working, I felt a fourth slide
into me from behind.  Looking over my shoulder for a second, I saw the team
captain ease his entire prick into me.  It felt so good I closed my eyes
and went back to sucking the cock in front of me.  The next thing I knew, I
was straddling a boy, jumping up and down on his meat.  Another was sliding
his cock into my ass.  And I was working three more cocks in front of me.

   The team's begun winning.  Our Principal says it all because of me.  I
think he's right!

   Just the other day, as we were on our way back from another victory, I
wanted to get the reward over with before we got back to the school.  The
instant we left the other school's parking lot, I took off my blouse and
skirt, walking around the bus in black lingerie, stockings and heels. 
Instantly the boys were all over me feeling me up and further stripping me.
The group sex that followed was amazing!  I was bent over one of the seats
as I was blowing a boy and another was pounding me from behind.  A third
was kneeling on the floor sucking my tits.  During that bus ride, the
entire team fucked me in a number of positions!  As we pulled up to our own
school, I used a towel with the team logo on it to wipe all the cum off my
face and tits.  The boys got a kick out of that as they stuffed their cocks
back in their pants.

   The season finished with us on a winning streak.  Because of that, I've
been made the permanent coach.  This season is going so well, we may have a
shot at the state finals.  Everyone pretty much agrees that I'm doing a
wonderful job as coach.  If they only knew my secret for great coaching! 
I've even gotten an offer to be the boy's basketball coach at another
school.  I'm having to much fun here to go to another school.  But if I do,
I'm sure I can motivate their team just as well!

   School Daze - Chapter 3 - Mrs.  Daniels - Art

   I teach Art at the local high school.  Last Monday I was in front of my
class lecturing on the techniques of sketching.  For a model, one of the
boys was sitting on my desk.  The other students were having a time trying
to draw him and listen to me at the same time.  After a while, I noticed
their problem.  After mentioning it to the class, they all smiled and
agreed that they were having trouble trying to do both at the same time.

   I laughed and told them I had a solution.  After telling the boy to hop
off my desk and go back to his own, I propped myself onto my desk. 
Crossing my legs and striking a pose, I resumed my lecture about sketching.
As I spoke about the basics of sketching, the students scribbled away,
trying to incorporate what I was telling them into their artwork.  As I
changed poses every few minutes, my thoughts went back a few weeks earlier
to the last time I had all the boys staring at me......

   A while back, the Assistant Principal had called a meeting at her home
after school to discuss an idea to prevent students from skipping so many
classes.  Her solution to the problem was unique, to say the least.

   The following Monday, I walked into my classroom wearing spandex pants,
a tube top, and heels.  Looking more like a hooker than a teacher, I began
a normal day of classes.  Except that my students were leering at me as I
walked around the room checking everyone's artwork in progress.  As a few
students were running low on paint, I went over to the shelves behind my
desk to get some.  The top shelf was to high for me to reach, so I slid my
chair over and stepped up on it.  Still having to stretch to reach the
paint, I reached up as far as I could.  The very second I pulled the paint
of the shelf, my tits lifted out of my top!  Since my hands were full of
paint containers, there was nothing I could do about the problem right
away. I turned toward my desk, instantly getting the attention of every boy
in the room, since my tits were plainly on display.  I had to step down
slowly from the chair, so I wouldn't fall.  The class didn't mind, the
pause gave them a few extra seconds to gawk at my tits.  After setting the
paint on my desk, I pulled my top up.  All of a sudden, students
"mysteriously" began running out of paint.  And after a few more
breast-exposing trips back to the shelves, I didn't mind showing off to
them.  In fact it was getting me hot and bothered!  For the rest of the day
I was stretching to reach just about everything, just to get my top to
fall. I also bent over to show of my cleavage anytime a student called me
over to look at his work, while the rest of the boys took in my
spandexcovered ass.  They found it very hard to tell me about their
painting with my tits right in their faces!  The idea worked great, I never
have to worry about students skipping my class now.

   I was dressed completely different today.  Wearing a matching skirt,
blouse and suit-coat, I looked like a respectable teacher.  What my
students didn't know was what I had on under my outfit.  But they were
about to find out!

   As I changed to yet another pose, I crossed my legs enough to show off a
good portion of my thighs and the dark bands of my stocking tops.  Then I
put my foot on the chair, right in front of my ass.  I pretended not to
notice that this caused my skirt to bunch up to my waist and displayed my
cunt, covered only by completely see-thru panties.  The boys tried their
best to keep drawing, but their hearts weren't into it, they just kept
staring at me.

   I felt a wet spot forming between my thighs.  Not wanting to let the
boys know how turned on I was getting, I hopped off the desk, walked around
it and sat down.  I called on a young girl to get up in front and model for
the class.  As the boys were watching her sexy body strike different poses,
I took the opportunity to slowly pull my skirt up and slide my hand into my
panties.  As the class was quietly working on their new model, my fingers
probed my cunt.  I noticed a some of the boys were looking at me instead of
the model.  But I didn't worry about it, my desk is the type with a panel
in the front to block any view under the desk.  In fact, I had been
considering asking the janitors to remove it because it was pretty
scratched up from years of abuse, and so I could give my classes a good
look up my skirt every now and then.  I pinched my clit and went over the
edge!  I had to cum while remaining completely still, so my class wouldn't
know what I was up to!

   As I came down from my orgasm, the bell rang.  Most of the students
picked up their stuff, and ran out the door.  However, about seven boys
were moving a little slower than the rest.  When just the eight of us were
left in the room, they came over to my desk.  "You know, Mrs.  Daniels",
one of them said, "the janitors took off the front panel to your desk
yesterday so they could repaint it".  I went into shock.  All those boys
had seen me masturbate right in front of the whole class!  My mind raced as
I tried to think of a way to keep them quiet.  "Boys, I'll make a deal with
you.  Keep quiet about what you saw and we'll work on an after school
project together.  Okay?".  I lifted my skirt to my waist to make it
perfectly clear what the boys would be getting after school today.  "Sure
teacher, we'll be here after school", they left smiling at each other.

   As the rest of the day went by, I considered a request by a local art
gallery.  They wanted to show work from all the area high school art
departments.  Just before the last bell, I came up with an idea that would
take care of the gallery request and the boys!  As the bell sounded and the
last batch of students rushed out, I started making my preparations.....

   Stretching a large canvas out on the floor, I fastened it down firmly.
Next, I poured a thick line of blue paint on it, about two feet long. 
Then, I started undressing.  Taking off all my clothes, I put them out of
the way.  I had to hurry, the boys would be here any second!  Grabbing a
can of paint with each hand, I laid down on the canvas, right on top of the
blue line.  Then I poured a generous amount of red paint on my left tit,
and some green on my right one.  A line of orange starting at my tits and
going down to my pussy hair completed my preparations.

   I didn't have long to wait, the boys came bursting into the room within
a few minutes.  As they looked around the room, they saw me laying on the
floor, naked, with different colors of paint all over me.

   I spread my legs and started rubbing the paint around.  They quickly
stripped and came over to me.  All at once, they started rubbing my body,
further smearing the paint around.  Then, almost without warning, a boy
moved between my legs and slid his cock into me.  As I was getting fucked,
I grabbed at the cocks around me and started jacking a couple off.  The
cock on my right turned green instantly from the paint on my hand, the one
on my left turned red.  I was quite a sight laying on the floor, getting
fucked by a boy while covered in paint, jacking off a red cock and a green
one.

   My first orgasm came quickly.  After it was over, the boy between my
legs was quickly replaced by another.  The new boy rolled me over onto a
fresh section of the canvas and slid into me from behind, the rest of the
students cheering him on.  Right after he finished, we all stood up to see
the canvas we had so uniquely painted.  My outlines were very visible on
the canvas.  Between the paint from my body and the paint from the boys, it
didn't take a lot of imagination to figure out what had happened.

   I poured a few puddles of different colors on the canvas and walked
right into the mess.  After spreading it out with a few light kicks, I got
on my knees and smiled at the boys.  They practically attacked me.  I was
instantly surrounded by a circle of throbbing hardons.  Grabbing two cocks
in front of me and sliding my lips over another, I started working three
students.  A few seconds later, I felt a boy running his tongue over my
cunt.  The boys in front of me started cumming almost at the same time,
spraying my face, tits and hair with cream.  My cunt was dripping all over
the boy's face.  As soon as the first wave of orgasms faded away, I laid
down on my back, right in the mixture of paint!  They lost no time in
fucking me again.  A boy moved between my legs and slid his cock into my
pussy, as another straddled my face and let his prick hang over my mouth,
lightly brushing my lips.  As my lips parted, his cock slid into my mouth
easily.  I also grabbed two more cocks and started jacking them off.  All
seven boys took turns fucking me!

   As I realized that group sex was great (especially if I'm the only woman
in the group), I wondered if I would ever again be satisfied with just one
partner at a time.  After the boys were exhausted, they all watched me rub
the cum into my tits and face.  As a final show, I started playing with
myself as I was writhing around on the canvas.  I must have inspired one
boy for one last fuck.  After dipping his hands in the yellow paint, he
started fondling my tits, coating them with the color.  Then he rolled me
over on the canvas.  He lifted my ass up and slid his prick deep in my
cunt. As his cock pounded in and out of me, my tits and face rubbed into
the canvas.  I raked my nails through the paint as my pussy melted around
his cock and the room spun around my head.  The juices from my wet hole
were dripping down onto the painting and the cum on my face and tits was
getting rubbed into the canvas, but I didn't care in the slightest.  All
that mattered was the intense orgasm I was having!

   After I caught my breath, everyone was finally to tired to continue,
including me.  As we cleaned up the room and ourselves, I told the students
to prepare the canvas to be taken to the gallery.  They looked at me in
shock!  They asked if I was joking.  I assured them that it was all right,
no one could tell how the painting was done, it would just look like
swirling colors to everyone.  One of the boys spoke up, saying that we had
to name the piece before submitting it to the gallery.  Everyone looked to
me as I thought about a name.  "Group Effort", I said smiling.  All the
boys laughed, saying that it was an appropriate name.

   The next day at the gallery, I had a chance to check out the other works
on display.  I wondered around trying to find where they had hung "Group
Effort".  As I came around a corner, I saw our work.  However, I was also
horrified by how it looked now.  With the paint dry, the outlines of bodies
were evident.  But then, most of the outlines were mine, so I recognized
them right away.  The worst part was from the final fuck.  The yellow paint
had dried to become perfectly recognizable as a pair of tits.  And, with
the swirled outlines of knees and feet, along with my nail marks, it wasn't
to hard to figure out what was being done to the woman whose tits made the
yellow impressions.

   I was near panic, thinking that everyone would see right away what the
people had been doing on the canvas.  However, as more and more people
walked by, I found that most people didn't look at it long enough to notice
what I thought to be obvious.  I thought any second someone was going to
approach me and say "are those your tits in that painting?" or "are you the
one getting fucked in this painting?", but it never happened.

   The gallery keeper came up to me and introduced himself.  We talked for
a few minutes about the painting.  He said there was something about my
work that just made want to stand and look at it for hours.  I thanked him,
but was so nervous that I excused myself and went to the bathroom.  When I
got back he was still starting at it.  He just kept standing there and
starting at the painting.  Suddenly his eyes went wide and he covered his
mouth with his hand.  When his hand came back down, he was smiling!  He
came over to me and started asking questions about the work.  I informed
him that I and my class had done it as a class project.  I could tell he
was getting turn on, so was I.  He asked how many students had helped me
with it.  He smiled when I told him that seven boys had helped me paint it.
I also added that we all worked on it at the same time.  From the look on
his face, I thought his jaw was going to fall to the floor.  When I
casually told him that there were plenty of other fluids besides paint on
the canvas, I thought he was going to cum in his pants!

   We've gone out on a date since then, I've even modeled for him and his
friends.  Since he understands my sexual needs, he and his friends help me
out after each modeling session.  Between his group and my class, I think
I'll have enough group sex to keeps my hands (and cunt) full for a long
time.

   School Daze - Chapter 4 - Miss Thompson - Sex Ed

   I teach Sex Ed at the local high school.  I've only been here a few
months, just graduating from college recently.  When I first started, the
job was embarrassing as hell.  Most parents were relying on me to replace
the usual "bird & bees" lecture that every parent eventually gives to their
kids.  There were also plenty of awkward moments during class, as students
asked questions that provoked laughter from the others.  For a while, it
was driving me crazy.  I was trying to teach these kids, but they were
still a little immature to be leaning about sex.  At least, learning it
like this.  Our Assistant Principal not only helped me get over this, but
solved a few other problems as well.

   Just as I was settling into my new job, I noticed a lot of students
skipping classes.  Our Assistant Principal confirmed my suspicions and said
she had recently discussed the situation with the Principal.  She also
informed me that the Principal had given her complete authority to enact
any ideas she might have.  During the conversation, I told her I would help
her in any way I could.  She thanked me for my support and I thought that
was the last I would hear about it.  Boy, was I ever wrong!

   We had a special meeting of female teachers at the Assistant's house and
came up with some ideas to solve the attendance problem.  The idea was to
provide students with incentive to be in class as much as possible.  I
thought the solution was very creative.

   The following Monday, I walked into the classroom wearing a clinging
white skirt, and a white blouse that was almost transparent.  The outline
of my stockings and garter belt was clearly on display to the boys, as was
the faint view of my tits, through a lacy bra..  They quieted down the
instant I walked into the room.  I was so embarrassed for the first few
minutes.  But after I realized that the boys were getting turned on, I
started getting hot too!  The more turned on I got, the more daring I
became.  As I lectured, I leaned back against my desk and arched my back,
pulling my blouse against my tits and letting the boys drool over the view.
I pretended that I didn't notice they had stopped taking notes.  After
propping my self up onto the desk, I parted my knees slightly and gave the
boys in the center row a long look up my skirt.  After teasing the boys
from my morning classes, I was so worked up that I took off my panties
during lunch.  I wanted the boys in the afternoon classes to see as much as
possible.  Right after lunch, I was sitting on my desk, lecturing about
anatomy.  I slid forward slowly, causing my skirt to ride up on my thighs.
As I felt it creep up over my stockings, the boys stared.  I put my hands
on the desk to push myself off of it, in doing so, I pinned my skirt down.
As I hopped off the desk, my skirt bunched up around my waist, displaying
my cunt to the entire class.  I acted like I hadn't noticed the view the
boys got.  For the rest of the day, I didn't have to worry about their
attention drifting as I lectured.  They looked intently as I sat on my
desk, crossing and re-crossing my legs.

   During my last class, my teasing was causing pussy juice to flow down my
thighs.  One boy pointed out that the textbook lacked detailed photos or
diagrams of breasts.  I informed the class that the school board didn't
approve of such books for this class.  Still, I thought, they'll have to
learn somehow.

   Almost in a sexual daze, I smiled at the boys and reached for the top
buttons of my blouse.  Pulling the garment open, I showed off my tits
encased by a lace bra.  The class erupted in the expected whoops and
hollering.  However, when I reached for the front snap on my bra, they
became perfectly quiet, not really believing I would go through with it. 
As the snap came loose, I pulled the cups away from me and arched my back,
allowing the boys to stare at my naked tits as long as they wanted.  I
continued my lecture about breasts, but they were to busy staring to
comprehend what I was saying.  For the remaining ten or so minutes left of
class, I paced back and forth in front of them, going on with the lecture,
still showing off my tits.  As the bell rang, they were slow to get up from
their desks, covering the front of their pants in the process.

   As I sat at my desk, my tits still showing through my open blouse, I
cupped them and squeezed my nipples.  Instead of buttoning up my blouse and
going home, I decided to get myself off right at my desk!  Pulling up my
skirt and putting my legs up on the armrests of my chair, I slowly rubbed
my cunt and pinched my nipples.  My first orgasm came quickly.  But, having
plenty of time, I got myself off a few more times before I went home.

   A few weeks ago, I decided to show a film in class.  I set the projector
up , turned out the lights, and started the movie.  I stood in the back row
to keep an eye on my students during the film.  Just as the film started, I
felt a hand lightly brushing the inside of my thigh.  I turned slowly, so
not to alarm the rest of the class, and looked down at the young boy.  He
looked scared.  He probably thought I was going to punish him.  I smiled at
him and moved my feet farther apart.  He got the message and slid his hand
higher up my thigh.  His eyes got as big as saucers when he realized I was
wearing stockings instead of pantyhose.  As his fingers got to my hot slit,
he rubbed my pussy through my silk panties.  I looked around the room to
see the rest of the class intently watching the movie.  His fingers pulled
my panties to the side and slid into me.  My breathing got heavier, but no
one noticed above the narrator of the film and the clattering of the
projector.  My hips began grinding against his hand in the darkness.  I
undid the top buttons on my blouse and slipped my left breast out of my
bra, quickly tweaking the nipple.  A slight draft in the room cooled my ass
as he lifted my skirt and eased my panties down my legs.  Once they were
around my ankles, I stepped out of them.  He quickly grabbed them, stuffed
them into his pocket and returned to working my dripping pussy.  I was
anxious to cum, but didn't want the rest of the class to see.  If I
diverted their attention from the film, they would see their teacher with
her skirt bunched around her waist, wearing no panties, her left tit
hanging out with her pinching the nipple, and a student playing with her
cunt!  As his fingers slid in and out of me, he reached over with his other
hand tweaked my clit!  I moaned softly as I went over the edge.  My juices
oozed over his hands as I held onto his shoulders for support.  After the
waves calmed down, I pulled my fingernails out of his shoulders.  He leaned
over and planted a quick kiss right on my twat before pulling my skirt
down. The rest of the class was still watching the film.

   Since then, I've made films a regular part of every week's lesson. 
Other boys have gotten into the act.  Each time we have a film, I get
finger-fucked until I can't stand it anymore!  And I usually get my panties
stolen and have to go the rest of the day without wearing anything under my
skirt.  I've lost count of how many of my students have stolen their
teacher's panties!  And I especially love giving them peeks at my cunt
during the rest of the class.

   Last Friday, I was having the time of my life.  Wearing a clinging black
skirt and a blouse that showed my tits off nicely, I was again teasing my
students unmercifully.  I thought a few of them were going to cum right in
their pants.  My blouse opened up every time I leaned forward.  And each
time I sat on my desk, the boys got a good shot up my skirt.  I was getting
so hot, I would have done anything to further tease my class.

   One of the boys asked if we were going to cover anatomy again.  He was
smiling as he spoke, and the rest of the boys started giggling as they
remembered the last lesson I gave on breasts.  I told him that I would love
to, if he and the boy next to him would come up to the front and be part of
the lesson also.  They instantly jumped to their feet and walked over to
me. One of the boys started unbuttoning my blouse, and the two of them
peeled it off of me.  The boy behind me unhooked my bra in the back as the
other fondled my tits.  As my bra joined my blouse on the desk, I stood
completely topless in front of the whole class.  The feeling spread through
the room at that point.  Three more boys joined the two working on me,
while the other students started getting in on the orgy.  Couples were
pairing off all over the room, and a few of the girls even followed my
example and invited two or more boys to help them out.  The boys stretched
me out on my desk as they pulled my skirt and panties off, leaving me in
black stockings, garter belt and high heels, their hands fondling me
everywhere.

   I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, enjoying the feeling of hands
all over me.  Within a few seconds, I felt a cock brushing my face. 
Sucking it into my mouth, I felt my legs being spread and a prick sliding
into my pussy.  I reached out and started jacking off two more boys.  As my
first orgasm hit me, I tried to pull my mouth off the cock I was sucking,
but the boy held my head firmly.  He was enjoying the vibrations from my
muffled screams.  After cumming a few more times, I started directing my
efforts towards getting all the boys off at the same time.  Alternating
every few seconds, I sucked two boys as hard as I could while my hands were
a blur from stroking two more.  My hips ground back hard in response to the
fucking I was getting.  When the boys were grunting almost in unison, I
knew it wouldn't be long.  The boy fucking me gave a final thrust and shot
his cum deep in my twat.  Within a couple of seconds, the two boys I was
jacking off came all over my tits.  The boy getting sucked came all over my
face as I started jerking his companion off.  It was just a few more
seconds before he came on my face as well.  As I lay there, catching my
breath, I rubbed the cum into my tits and face.  After a while, I was
straddling some young stud as he was laying on my desk while his friend
fucked my ass, and I was blowing a third one!  I remember thinking that
this was a great way to teach Sex Ed!

   I think I'm going to like teaching here.

   School Daze - Chapter 5 - Mrs.  Johnson - History

   I teach History at the local school.  A few weeks ago, the school's
Assistant Principal called a special meeting at her place to discuss a plan
she had to reduce the incredible number of students skipping class.  The
problem had already become so bad that the local gov't was considering a
major funding cut for our school if we didn't solve the problem soon.  So,
willing to listen to any solution, I went to this meeting.  The solution
was quite surprising.

   The next day, I went to my class in hopes that this plan would not only
solve the problem, but make the job a hell of a lot more interesting.  I
had no doubt that it would.

   I had worn a white silk wrap-around style dress tied with a long sash
around the middle, tied in a large bow.  I knew, even when I first bought
it, that it was far to thin and revealing to wear to work.  That had
changed now.

   As I walked down the hallway, I heard the normal chatter of students
coming from my classroom.  The instant I walked through the door the
chattering stopped.  Little wonder, considering the way I was dressed.  My
nipples were sticking through the thin silk, plainly on display to the
gawking boys.

   I made sure to pace back and forth in front of the room while I
lectured. Sitting behind my desk would only have hidden the show I was
putting on.  The outline of my stocking tops and garter belt was clearly
showing through my thin outfit.  While I continued the lecture I stood next
to my desk to where I had stacked the books the class would be reading this
year.  As I held up each of the books, I talked about each one and why the
class would read it.  I then put it on the desk, starting a new stack.  I
pretended not to notice I had caught my sash under the first book.  After a
few books had been stacked up, I held up the next one and stepped away from
my desk slightly.  As I expected, the weight of books held onto the sash
and, as I stepped away from the desk, started untieing the bow holding my
dress together.  I stopped while the bow was still intact, but the boys had
already noticed the potential situation developing.  Many of them sat up at
their desks and took notice.  I stepped back over to my desk and grabbed
the next one.

   Opening this last book up and holding it in front of my face to read, I
started pacing in front of the class.  The instant I took two steps away
from my desk, the bow of my dress untied completely, causing the sash to
fall away and my dress to open up.  My braless tits were on display to the
boys and my white stockings, garterbelt and sheer white panties were also
being ogled by everyone in the room.  With the book in front of me, I had
an excuse for not noticing right away as I walked back and forth in front
of them, showing myself off.

   After a few minutes of reading passages from the book, I closed it and
finished my lecture.  Not that anyone was paying attention to what I was
saying mind you, I just wanted to put on a good show for them.  After the
lecture was done, I placed the book on the stack and "suddenly" noticed my
outfit had opened up.  I gave the class a look of embarrassment and quickly
fixed my dress, with all the boys giggling of course.

   Throughout the day, I seemed to "accidentally" catch the sash on all
sorts of things.  I closed the drawer of my desk on it and walked away,
causing my outfit to open up for one of the afternoon classes.  During the
last class of the day, as I was erasing the blackboard, I dropped the
eraser.  Squatting down to pick it up, I stepped on the end of the sash. 
When I stood, my dress once again opened up.  When I turned to face the
class, a breeze came in the window and uncovered me all the way to my
shoulders.  I had taken off my panties during the last break between
classes, to give the boys in the last class a great show.

   As I was driving home that day I was already planning the fun this new
policy could bring.

   A few days later, one of my worst students had made a recent
improvement, going up a full letter grade on a test given a few days
earlier.  I was determined to encourage further improvements, and I knew a
way that would help us both out.

   He was in my 10am-10:50am class.  So to make sure he'd be in the right
mood, I teased the entire class relentlessly.  Sitting on top of my desk
while lecturing, I had my blouse unbuttoned enough to reveal the tops of my
breasts and the cups of my lacy bra.  The jacket to my business-style
outfit was hanging on my chair.  I made sure to lean forward a lot, acting
like I was intently listening to a student's answer, showing off even more
cleavage.  My legs were slightly spread.  Not only to allow a few peeks up
my skirt, but also to pull it tight against my thighs, showing off the
clear outline of my stocking tops and garter straps.  The boys almost had
their tongues hanging out and there were plenty of hard cocks throughout
the classroom.

   As the class was writing some response to a question I had asked, I
walked around the room, through the rows of desks.  Stopping every so often
to read over a student's shoulder I managed to show off my ass encased in
my tight skirt to the boys behind me.  After one stud noticed me peering
over his shoulder, he turned to ask a question.  I leaned forward to point
out things in his writing that I liked, and arch my back to open up my
blouse right in front of his face!  Bending caused my skirt to rise up in
back, showing off my stocking tops to the already drooling students behind
me.  They were in for even more treats.  Reaching for my pen in my shirt
pocket with both hands, I pulled out the pen with one hand and peeled open
one side of my blouse with the other.  The boys in front of me could
clearly see one exposed tit encased by my lacy, sheer bra.

   After pointing out things in the paper, meaning after giving the boys a
few moments to gawk at my tits and ass.  I started to put my pen back in my
pocket and "accidentally" dropped it.  Bending way over to pick it up
caused my skirt to ride up enough to show off my cunt, covered in sheer
panties.  I slyly unbuttoned my blouse all the way to my skirt while I was
bent over.

   Picking up the pen, I stood up and arched my back.  My blouse opened all
the way and peeled back away from my body, completely exposing my sheer bra
and tits to the entire class!  I pretended not to notice right away and
"without noticing" tucked my pen into my bra cup instead of my shirt
pocket! Parading around the classroom flashing my tits to my students had
us all turned on!

   I "suddenly" noticed the show I was putting on for the boys.  Standing
behind my desk, I fixed my blouse and donned my suit jacket, trying to act
embarrassed.  The bell rang as I was smoothing out my outfit.  A quick
glance to the "Teacher's Pet" let him know to stay behind.  He walked up to
my desk.

   "I just wanted to reward you for your improvement", I plainly stated,
hoping he'd pick up on the hidden meaning.  He did, and moved around the
desk until he stood in front of me.  With him standing between me and the
door, no one looking in could see me playing with his cock through his
pants.  My hands went to his belt and, a few seconds later, his hard meat
was sliding into my mouth as I sat in my chair with my hand up my skirt. 
His cock spewed down my throat within seconds.  I worked his pants down to
his ankles as I kept blowing him, going for a second load.

   Sucking him off made me to hot to stop.  The next class would be walking
through the door in minutes.  A plan formed as I reached under my skirt and
slid my panties down my legs.

   I pointed under my desk and he quickly squeezed into the confined space.
Leaning back in my chair, I looked completely normal as the students filed
in.  As he slid my skirt up my thighs, I was already figuring a way to get
my new pet excused for missing the class he was supposed to be in right
now.

   To keep attention away from me, I directed the class to take out their
reports, which were due that day, and read them to the class.  As the first
volunteer began reading her paper, my prize pupil under my desk started
getting a little restless.  I could feel his hands sliding over my stocking
tops.

   As the students read their reports, I was getting the best pussy-licking
of my life!  As I felt my orgasm building, I grabbed onto my desk for
support.  Remaining absolutely still, so not to alert the class, I felt a
wave of cunt juice wash into his face.  After recovering from my hard
cumming, I leaned forward far enough to fold my arms in front of me and put
my head down on my desk.  I was still able to watch the class, but this hid
my body from my shoulders down.

   My enthusiastic student got the message quickly and unsnapped the front
of my suit coat and went to work on my blouse buttons.  Stopping to fondle
my tits through my lacy bra, he then unsnapped the front of it and started
sucking and squeezing my nipples.

   With his mouth on my left breast, his left hand firmly holding my right
tit, and his right hand between my legs, he went to work on getting me off,
all right in front of my class!  I came two more times in just a few
minutes!  Then he buttoned my blouse and my suit coat so I could sit back
up.  The last few minutes of class went smoothly as we discussed the
papers. I especially enjoyed the slow licking I was getting under my desk!
The lunch bell rang and the classroom was empty in seconds.  Empty that is,
except for the pretty, young teacher fucking her prize pupil!  I pulled him
up from under the desk and leaned back in my chair.  His pants still down,
he slid his still-hard cock into me and started hammering away at my pussy.

   I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming!  His prick was slamming
into me, pounding my ass into the chair.  Cradling his face between my
tits, I thrust my hips up to work his cock deeper into my cunt!  Sliding my
hands up under his shirt, I raked my nails down his back as I melted all
over his hard meat.  His arms wrapped around me and squeezed hard as his
balls pumped jism into me.

   We enjoyed most of the lunch hour like this.  He even fucked me on my
desk with my stocking-covered legs locked around him.  A little later, he
leaned against my desk as his knees went weak from the blow job I was
giving him.  My tits were squeezed around his cock.  As he fucked between
them, the head of his prick would slide through my tits into my waiting
mouth.  After he sprayed a load all over my face and tits, we got dressed
and assumed our traditional roles.

   "Remember, if your test scores continue to improve, we'll do this
again", I told him.  "With incentives like that, I'm gonna be a A+
student", he said smiling.

   For the rest of the day, I stayed seated at my desk, not wanting to show
off the massive stain in the back of my dress.  However, staying at my desk
had advantages.  I played with my pussy all through each class, even while
I was talking to the class!  As long as I timed my orgasms while some
student was giving a lengthy answer, I could cum as many times as I could
sneak into each class!  By the end of the day, the spot in the back of my
dress had widened to cover my whole ass!  When the end of the day arrived,
my long coat concealed the evidence as I walked to my car.

   I love teaching at this school!  

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