Mrs Chika. my Favourite Teacher. +18. (the F–k Tales of my life)
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June 12, 2017 at 12:28 pm #1026734
Lenny’s lust for his teacher is about to become a reality in
what seem to be an accidental spill during their private
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I smiled as the bell rang. The final bell on Friday always
sounded so much better than any of the other bells during
the week. I happily gathered up my stuff and arranged my
school bag as I started looking forward to the upcoming
I was nearing the end of my senior year in secondary school
and, having turned 18 a few months ago, I knew that I would
have a weekend of freedom as my parents would be leaving
town. Actually, they had been making it a near habit for nearly
the past year to go to the family’s vacation whenever the
weather was nice. They had stopped asking me if I wanted to go
and I figured they enjoyed the time alone as much as I enjoyed
having the house alone. I organized my desk and grabbed the stuff that i would need to
take home with me. As i did most days when i didn’t have
lessons after school i headed toward Mrs Chika’s room. Mrs
Chika had been my English teacher back when I was in junior
class and had offered to tutor me after school when she noticed
I was having a tough time in class. I went to her office nearly
every day after school for almost a whole session and she would
help me get through my work. Eventually I straightened out my
problems with English, but I still made it a habit to stop by Mrs
Chika’s room whenever I could through the rest of my years at
I headed up the stairs to her office and started to plan out my
weekend. A typical weekend would consist of going on a date or
just going out flexing with some friends. I knew that having the
house to me was a treat and I never abused that by having a big
party. This weekend was a little different in that all my friends
were otherwise occupied and I couldn’t get any dates lined up,
so it looked like I would have a lot of time to myself. I thought
that perhaps a porno or two would release some of the sexual
energy that I seemed to constantly have bottled up inside me.
Sometimes I would wonder why I continued seeing Mrs. Chika
regularly even through my senior year. We no longer even
talked about my schoolwork and sometimes would just chat or
she would have me help mark some papers. The truth was that I
always felt grateful to her for helping me out back then and I
wanted to somehow make it up to her. We had become pretty
good friends through the years and she seemed to really enjoy
my visits, so I didn’t feel weird about continuing to stop by. The
fact that I had carried a crush on Mrs. Chika all these years
didn’t hurt either.
I never asked but I guessed she was probably between 35 and
40 years old. She carried herself with an elegance that had
always appealed to me. Her hair was short but always very
elegant and always perfectly done. Mrs. Chika always dressed
very properly which meant that she always wore skirts & high
heels. I found that her style of dress was particularly appealing.
Perhaps it was the fact that she never showed too much leg or
too much of her boobs that made me desire what was
underneath all the more. When I first starting seeing her for
lessons I found it difficult to concentrate on the lessons instead
of staring at her breasts.
They were large but definitely not too large for her frame. “Just
more than a handful” was the term that my friends and I had
once jokingly used when we were discussing some of the more
lustful things we wouldn’t have minded doing with their teacher.
Through time I thought I had gotten pretty good at sneaking
looks at her shapely ass or the perfect outline of her breasts
encased in those teasing tops.
I entered Mrs. Chika’s room and found her busy at her desk
arranging some new items for her class. I said hello and asked if
I could help. Mrs. Chika replied that I could go get her a drink
from the staff canteen and then, if I had time, I could help her
put up the new notice on the board. “Sure thing,” I replied since
I knew I didn’t have any other plans for the afternoon.
When I returned with the drink, I found her standing on her tip
toes trying to figure out where she wanted to arrange the new
items. Since I was a little taller than she was, she asked me if I
wouldn’t mind doing that for her. She described how she
wanted it to look and then left me to my work. Mrs. Chika
returned to her desk to finish marking some papers.
After a short while she looked up and saw that I had nearly
finished. She picked up her drink and walked up behind me to
compliment me on a job well done. She was standing right
behind me when she said, “Looks good.”
For some reason I had lost focus and was going about my work
while daydreaming about what sort of porno I should watch
later. Mrs. Chika’s words surprised me and caused me to jump
and spin around suddenly. As I spun my elbow knocked into her
drink and spilt the content all over the front of her top. I started
apologizing profusely and grabbed a nearby roll of paper towels.
I tore off several sheets and started to quickly try to clean up
some of the stain from her top before any more of it soaked
into the material.
I repeatedly apologized and although Mrs. Chika kept telling me
it was fine and that she was just as much to blame for sneaking
up on me it didn’t help me. I was very embarrassed at spilling
the coffee and could only think about trying to clean off her
shirt. Mrs. Chika kept telling me to stop and it wasn’t a big deal,
but I wasn’t listening because I was too busy trying to apologize.
She finally leaned over to set down her cup just as I was leaning
over to grab more paper towels with one hand while still trying
to wipe her off with the other hand. I wasn’t sure exactly how it happened, but somehow through
both of our movements my hand was now rubbing Mrs. Chika
directly on her right breast. I had been rubbing in small circles
and had actually been rubbing her breast for a few seconds
before I realized it. When I did notice I completely froze not
knowing what to do. We both stood completely still for a couple
of seconds with my hand still covering her breast.
I finally came to my senses and quickly removed my hand with a
hurried apology, but not before I felt the biggest charge of
sexual energy I had ever felt.
My d--k shuddered in my trousers as I quickly realized I had
really groped Mrs. Chika’s breast.
I looked up to see what Mrs. Chika was doing. As we made eye
contact for the first time since the touch I noticed that she
wasn’t angry at all. Instead, the look on her face was mostly
blank but there was a slight twinkle in her eye that helped stiffen
my growing erection. “I should probably be going,” I started to
say. I was quickly cut off by Mrs. Chika saying, “I don’t think I
can let you leave yet. You still have some cleaning up to do.”
That last sentence hung in the air as I tried to figure out exactly
what she meant. Mrs. Chika finally broke our eye contact and
made a quick glance down to the front of her shirt. Still not
quite sure what she wanted, I grabbed some tissue paper and
again started rubbing the front of her shirt. I started up by her
shoulder and then moved down to her stomach skipping over
her breasts. The sexual energy building in me was ready to boil
over and I now had a full erection.
I didn’t have much experience at reading these types of
situations, but I was pretty sure Mrs. Chika was also enjoying the
“cleaning”. I again started rubbing her shoulder but this time
allowed my fingers to drop a little lower. “What the hell am I
doing?” I thought to myself. As I tried to answer the question, I
allowed my fingers to drop yet still lower. Mrs. Chika made no moves to stop me and I decided it was time
to see how far she would let me go. I moved my hand down
until I was now rubbing the top of her breast.
I held my breath and was already working on what I would say
when she asked what the hell I was doing. She never asked. I
rubbed the top side of her breast for a while and then allowed
my hands to slide completely over her breast. I also brought my
other hand up from my side and cupped her other breast with
it. Mrs. Chika had closed her eyes and tipped her head back
slightly, so I assumed that she had no intentions of stopping me.
As I rubbed and caressed her breasts, I couldn’t believe how
amazingly sexy they felt under her top. I could feel her nipples
begin to stiffen and occasionally my fingers make small circles
around them. Soon her nipples were standing very erect and
were quite prominently sticking out from her breasts.
Mrs. Chika’s breathing had become a little irregular and her lips
were now slightly parted. Her breasts were very soft under my
fingers and as I slid my fingers gently over her breasts I quickly
wondered what they would feel like naked.
Before I could think about that any longer, Mrs. Chika opened
her eyes and looked me directly in the face. She slowly moved
toward me and pushed me back against the wall as her lips
made their first contact with mine. The kiss started softly with
our lips dancing lightly against each other, but soon she pressed
into me harder and the embrace became less passionate and
She parted her lips slightly and started exploring my lips with
her tongue. She then shoved her tongue into my mouth and
started to roughly wrestle her tongue against mine.
I was also aware of her hands slowly sliding up and down the
sides of my hips and the charge I felt from her touch was almost
enough to make me c-m. Mrs. Chika broke the kiss and sat down at the nearest desk facing
me. She looped a finger under my belt and pulled me toward
her until I was standing directly in front of her. Her hands
returned to my hips and she again started rubbing my hips and
then my thighs in slow up and down motions. Just as I thought I
couldn’t take anymore teasing, one of her hands slowly found its
way to the throbbing bulge in my trouser.
She slowly and softly explored my erection through my jeans
before finally reaching up to undo my belt.
She next unfastened the button on my trouser and very slowly
unzipped the zipper. She pushed the trouser down around my
ankles and I now stood in front of her with only my boxer shorts
keeping my d--k from pointing straight at her.
She repeated her slow massage of my now exposed thighs and
was allowing her fingers to slide higher and higher under my
boxers until she was nearly making contact with my balls.
I couldn’t believe how hard I had become and didn’t know how
long I could last. I noticed a wet spot on my boxers were I had
already released some pre-c-m in preparation for whatever was
about to happen. Mrs. Chika also noticed the wet spot and began
to rub her thumb over the wet spot until it grew much larger.
Finally I had to say, “I don’t think I can take much more.”. Episode 01. End here and Episode 02 Starts later. Hope you like it.June 12, 2017 at 12:45 pm #1026758jummybabeMember
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Mrs. Chika gave a devilish smile when I said that and
replied, “I better put you out of your misery then.” With
that she grabbed the waistband of my boxers and pushed
them to the floor with one smooth motion.
My d--k popped out of my boxers and stood straight out
from my body pointing directly at Mrs. Chika.
He could see it bent slightly. Mrs. Chika took a couple of seconds
to simply stare at my d--k as it danced in front of her. She finally
reached up with her right hand and started to massage the area
just at the base of my d--k. She let my pubic hair run through
her fingers as she rubbed the entire area around my s---t. Finally she wrapped her fingers around the base of my c--k. Her
grip was very gentle at first as she just held my d--k in her hand.
She tightened her grip slightly and started stroking.
I was in heaven. I couldn’t believe how good this felt. Mrs. Chika
started stroking faster with her right hand and reached up to
cup my balls with her left hand. She finally whispered, “C-m for
me Lenny. I want to watch you c-m.” Hearing her say those
words was more than I could take. Just at that moment she
started stroking me even harder and I moaned loudly as I
started to c-m.
Mrs. Chika had shifted so my d--k was pointed directly at her
breasts but my first shot of c-m was so forceful that it ended up
landing near her shoulder.
Stream after stream of c-m erupted from my d--k as she
continued to stroke me. The entire front of Mrs. Chika’s top was
now covered with my c-m. Large drops of c-m were sticking to
her breasts and began to slowly drip down toward her stomach.
Mrs. Chika continued to rub and stoke my c--k as it softened.
She finally collected the c-m that was still hanging from the tip
of my d--k with her fingers and quickly licked it from her
fingers. She sat back slightly and looked at me as she spread her
legs slightly and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She didn’t need
to say anything as her body language clearly said it was her turn
and I didn’t waste any time getting to work.
I quickly dropped to my knees between Mrs. Chika’s spread legs.
I reached one hand out to each of Mrs. Chika’s knees and gently
began to massage her thighs just above her knees. The feel of
her firm but soft flesh really turned me on. I slowly allowed my
massage to progress further up her thighs and began paying
more attention to the insides of her legs. As my massage continued I noticed how wet the crotch of Mrs.
Chika’s panties had become. The smell also struck me. Mrs.
Chika’s strong, musky scent had my head spinning and made my
d--k start to tingle again. My massage had now reached the very
tops of Mrs. Chika’s thighs and I had started to allow my fingers
to pass over her p---y. I couldn’t feel much through her panties,
but I could feel her wetness.
Without saying anything Mrs. Chika took my hands and guided
them to the waistband of her panties and it slipped down to her
I looked again between Mrs. Chika’s legs and saw the p---y I so
often fantasized about for the first time. Her p---y was very
hairy and not like anything I had seen in magazines or on videos.
Her p---y lips were swollen and covered in her own moisture. I
could see the wetness glistening from her v----a and without
thinking moved my hands up to feel the wetness. I slowly ran
my fingers through the hairs on her p---y.
I cupped her p---y with my right hand and felt her juices run
over my palm and fingers. As I explored her p---y Mrs. Chika
started to slowly rotate her hips. Occasionally I would look up at
her face and found that Mrs. Chika was alternating between
watching me and leaning her head back and enjoying the
Finally I decided I needed to feel inside her p---y and placed a
finger at the entrance to her v----a. I slowly started to insert my
finger when Mrs. Chika rocked her hips forward and pushed
herself completely on my finger. It was wonderfully wet and
warm and I quickly inserted a second and then a third finger.
I wasn’t sure exactly what to do so I slowly started to move my
fingers in and out. With my other hand I began exploring the
area just above her v----a where I knew the c--t was located. As I
slowly finger f----d her I gently massaged her p---y with my
other hand and paid particular attention to any areas that
seemed to get a reaction from Mrs. Chika. Mrs. Chika had begun rocking her hips more and more and was
taking a more active role in the finger f-----g. Suddenly she
whispered, “Oh Lenny, that’s the spot. Keep your hand right
there.” Hearing the lustiness of her voice at this moment
completely turned me on. I had heard her voice many
thousands of times over the past few years, but it had never
sounded like that. I concentrated my massage to that small area
and really began to watch Mrs. Chika’s reaction.
Very quickly Mrs. Chika again spoke, this time with more
urgency in her voice, “F--k me faster, Lenny.” I did as
commanded and greatly increased the speed of my finger
f-----g. At this point, my whole hand was covered with her
p---y juice. I felt Mrs. Chika’s p---y clench around fingers and
her body suddenly tightened.
Through clenched teeth she cried, “Ohhhh yes.” Her p---y
spasmed around my fingers and I knew that she was cumming. I
continued to finger f--k her as she came and then slowed the
f-----g as she regained her composure.
The room was silent for a few moments except for the sound of
Mrs. Chika’s heavy breathing as she tried to regain her breath.
She reached down and took hold of my hand around my wrist
and removed it from her p---y. She slowly brought my hand up
to my mouth and said softly, “Taste it. Taste me.” I did as
instructed, slowly and anxiously at first, but then with more
enthusiasm as I realized that I enjoyed the taste.
Mrs. Chika moaned as she watched me clean off my hand. When
I finished she released my hand and stood up. She stepped out
of her panties and pulled her skirt down. She picked up her
underwear and walked over to her desk. I was still kneeling on
the floor with my own pants and boxers around his ankles. My
d--k was semi-rigid at this point as I watched Mrs. Chika. She
stood at her desk with her back to me for a few seconds and
then said, “I think you should go.”. I didn’t know what I expected her to say, but that wasn’t it. I
mumbled a quick, “OK.” I stood and quickly got dressed. Mrs.
Chika walked around behind her desk and sat in her chair. I
thought I noticed her quickly glancing at me, but every time I
looked at her she would look away. I gathered my school bag
and book, with one last look back at Mrs. Chika, I left her office.
As I walked toward home, my head was spinning. I couldn’t
believe the encounter I just had, but I was also confused at the
way it had ended. I had expected a good-bye kiss or something
but instead I had been dismissed. Had Mrs. Chika played me and
used me as a sexual ragdoll to get herself off, or had the whole
thing been a wonderful spontaneous moment? I spent the whole
rest of the weekend either trying to figure out what to do next
with Mrs. Chika or masturbating to my memories of Friday.
A couple of times I decided to call her, but I would be fearful.
What if her husband answered the phone? What would I say? I
ultimately decided that as much as I wanted to I would have to
wait for Mrs. Chika to make the next move. Episode 03 loading…………………