MRS.LAMAR-TEACHER - Sex Stories

MRS.LAMAR-TEACHER

... cute… (Jason…) …..I was in my room thinking about…who else…Mrs. Lamar. My mom came in and said: “I just got a call from a Mrs. Lamar.” I got a jolt in my dick. Oh shit…I’m in trouble now. “She’ll be coming over tonight to talk to dad and I about your art and your future.” she said. “Oh cool, she thinks I’m a good artist and thinks I have a future in art.” I said. …..I heard the doorbell and mom and Mrs. Lamar talking. I went in the living room and there she was. She was dressed all prim and proper like a teacher should. We all talked as I eyeballed her and felt the usual tingles in my dick. I always got them from looking at her. “Jason, show Mrs. Lamar the pictures you have done in your room.” mom said. Oh shit…her in my room will be a hard on maker if I don’t watch it. I had on a T-shirt and tight jeans. I stood up and led her to my room. I had a few pictures of hot babes, but mainly some pictures I had drawn, tacked on the walls. .....Mrs. Lamar came in and studied the pictures. I noticed her breathing was kind of heavy. Mom said: “Jenny… I’ll let you two talk art while I get us something cool to drink.”….and left the room. Don’t get hard now dick…not now, I thought. Jenny stopped in front of a picture of a girl I just drew. The girl in the picture had on white shorts, a white blouse and golfing hat with a long wavy pony tail….she knew it was her. ….. “I like this one real well Jason, who is it?” She turned and smiled at me. I smiled back and said: “A beautiful woman I ...

... met.” I said. ….“I couldn’t get her out of my mind…so I just had to draw her….now I’m ’in love’ with the picture….” …..She turned and looked at me with her beautiful smiling eyes. She stepped real close to my face. Her big tits rose up and down taking in more air. My dick had no choice but to bulge tight in my jeans. She whispered: (“…Jason dear…‘we’ have a problem. ‘We’ can’t let this happen. I will help you get over it. You can’t fall for me and you know it. I have the same problem, and together we can work it out so that….”) She stopped mid sentence. (“..Jason …don’t look at me that way please. I’m having a hard enough time keeping you off my mind… Jason, please don’t….”) I slowly leaned forward and our lips touched softly. She just stood there with her eyes closed. I took her hand and let her feel my hard on. She gasp and trembled hard…and then stopped and gave out a big sigh…..She took her hand away and quickly walked around me and out of the room. Jenny, mom and dad all talked as I waited for my rock hard on to go down. I finally came in the living room. She wouldn’t look at me, but just kept nervously jabbering about art. Soon she stood up to leave and I walked her to her car. ..... It was dark out and she smelled wonderful. I leaned in her window and she whispered: (“…Jason!…don’t even think about trying to kiss…”)… I kissed her again… only deeper and longer this time. She moaned and sucked a big breath…”I should slap your face Jason…but...I just can’t….” She returned my ...