1. Bad Teacher


    Date: 8/7/2016, Categories: Fiction Blowjob Cheating Cum Swallowing Discipline, Female Domination, First Time Male / Older Female, Reluctance School Spanking, Teen Written by women Author: Bad Teacher, Source: sexstories.com

    I’ve been an English teacher at Border High School for almost ten years. It’s in a small town in northern Missouri that sits on the border of Kansas. The name stands for some misguided leftover pride from the civil war. I have no pride in it and really never thought I would end up in a town like this. It was my husband John that talked me into coming here, and lately I’ve been finding myself very bored. It wasn’t always this way. John and I used to go to Kansas City to see shows on the weekends and go down to the lake on vacation. We had a great sex life and were pretty adventurous about where we would fuck. But something happened a few years ago when we pushed our way into our thirties. John became an old man in a lot of ways. We stopped going to K.C. and I was lucky to get some action once every two weeks. Being a high school teacher, one of the first things you realize is that teenagers are kind of assholes. It’s a weird thing to rediscover after you get out of college and you’re finally becoming an adult and leaving your own teenage self behind you. Even at 24, when I first started teaching, I had forgotten what it was like, but my first week on the job I realized just how much of an asshole I had been growing up. After that first week of teaching I called my parents up and apologized; they laughed. Another thing you realize your first year on the job is: it’s o.k. that they are assholes. What else can they do? They’ve got these crazy hormones racing through their ...
    ... bodies and have no control over their lives. So I always give them the benefit of the doubt. And for the record, I had never once considered sleeping with one of my students -- never. They were just kids to me; I mean, I taught sophomores and seniors, but they were still just kids to me. It’s not like you wake up one day and say, “I’m going to fuck one of the students today.” No, it’s a long slow burn, and it took me ten years of teaching and a lazy husband who would rather watch the football game than fuck me. And who would have thought Andrew Docking would be the one to change everything. Andrew Docking was a nerd in the classic sense. He was tall, pale, and skinny. He had short black hair and thick glasses. The first semester I had him in my Sophomore Lit class, only two things really stuck out about him: one was that he was a straight A student and he wrote great essay papers, the other thing was that he would always have a great work of literature tucked under his arm when he walked into the classroom. He would look at his shoes as he walked by my desk and say “Hello, Mrs. Collins.” My first thought was, he kinda reminded me of myself in high school. I was kinda nerdy and loved to read. He was very quiet and didn’t talk much that first semester. But I did notice that when he did talk, his voice was getting much deeper as the semester went by. This was pretty common for boys his age; I had seen it a hundred times before, but for some reason I was a little more intrigued about ...
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