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I described her as wailing like a banshee as she came beneath my eager tongue and telling me to stand back up and slam the shit out of her. The story then went into the two of us going around the world. My stud of a story self banged her with her legs spread wide, bent over her desk, and doggy style on the floor.

The story ended with her riding me hard and fast on my back on her desk, then us rolling onto our sides, where, with her leg draped over mine, I fucked the shit out of her until I whipped my cock out and came all over her soft stomach. At that point I was sweating and my cock was aching between my legs.

I forced myself to type out some pillow talk dialogue about how she knew she teased the students and had always fantasized about fucking one. In the story Ross told me about how as soon as she saw that note she knew she was going to fuck me and how would I feel about attending ‘summer school’ with her.

I typed the end and after ‘signing it’ Hotforteacher copyright Erotic escapes 2012, clicked save and sitting back in my chair, pulled my throbbing prick from my pants and stroked it hard and fast to the images of everything I had just written. I moaned as my cock began spurting and in my mind those streams of thick white cum were splashing all over Miss Ross’s lips and tongue.

“Wow.” I released my spent cock and tried to catch my breath.

I stood and after gingerly tucking my dripping cock back into my pants slipped out of my room and took a quick shower. While soaping myself, I envisioned Miss Ross standing behind me and doing it for me, giving me a nice soapy hand job.

Before I knew it I was stroking again and in a surprisingly short time blew another good sized load. After rinsing off I stepped out and as I dried off, decided it was time to ask my little blonde admirer out.

My mind was in over drive and I needed to get some actual sex. A guy at work knew Kim’s ex boyfriend and he said she was a wild little thing so I’m sure I would have some fun with her. I went back in my room and stretching out under the sheets, closed my eyes and started thinking about Kim. It would be fun to have someone to do things with and might even inspire some new stories. I was just starting to nod off, when my eyes flew open.

“Oh shit!” I said aloud.

I hadn’t sent the damn story off yet! I shook my head, trying to clear it and getting up, staggered over to my computer. Bringing up the story, I right clicked it to send to and after punching in Miss Ross’s e-mail sent it off.

I closed the screen and as I began to turn saw the time on the computer was eleven forty. Damn that was close; I almost got myself in some serious trouble.

Chapter Two

I awoke to the sound of my cell ringing and with a groan rolled over to answer it. On Friday’s I worked six to close and hadn’t gotten home until two thirty this morning. By the time I’d settled down enough to sleep it had been close to four and I could barely force my eyes open.

The clock on my night stand said eight am and I groaned again. I grabbed the phone and without looking at the number, grumbled, “Who is it?”

“Well good morning to you too, sunshine!” a female voice chirped in my ear.

“Who is this?” I asked, trying to place the voice.

“You don’t recognize my voice?” There was an exaggerated sigh. “And here I thought I was your favorite!”

“Favorite?” I sat up and shook my head, “Kim?” it didn’t quite sound like her, but it was my only guess as I tried to clear the cob webs from my sleep addled mind.

“Kim?” This was followed by laughter. “I guess there are worse things than to be confused with a pretty young girl.”

“Look I’m sorry, but…”

“Todd, its Miss Ross.”

“Miss….?” Holy shit, how did I miss her voice? I’d only heard it whispering dirty things in my ear for a couple of years now. “I’m sorry! I was sleeping.”

“No worries, I probably sound different on the phone, and besides,” She paused briefly before continuing, “I’m sure my voice isn’t the one you would imagine in your ear in the morning.”

I paused thinking that was a little eerie after my last thought. Clearing my throat I asked,

“Umm…is everything okay?”

“Well I have a little problem Todd.” She began. “I didn’t check my calendar and I have a family thing on Sunday I can’t get out of. But we need to have the last group so I was wondering if you can make it today?”

“Today?” I frowned, trying to recall if I had to work.

“Yes, I called the other students and they all said they can make it, can you?”

I reached out and grabbed the paper I had jotted my schedule down on.

“Yeah sure, I don’t have work until eight tonight. What time are we meeting?” I looked longingly at my pillow hoping for a couple more hours sleep.

“Oh, you have a couple of hours!” She laughed, “I know I woke you up and honestly, I’m still rolling around in bed.”

“You are?” I repeated like an idiot.

“Yup, still in my jammies,” She giggled into the phone like a little girl, “Just a pair of boy shorts and a little red cammie top. Not very professional.”

“No I guess not.” I answered weakly as my cock swelled, picturing her in a silky little top, her braless tits ready to fall out.

“Sorry Todd,” She laughed again, “I guess that was a little, how do you kids say it T&A?”

“I think you mean TMI.” I replied, thinking T and A was exactly what was lodged in my head right now.

“Oh, that’s right, too much information!” Another cock stirring giggle. “The other one means tits and ass.”

“I…yeah it does.” I told her, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t say that, I doubt a guy your age wants to hear that from someone old enough to be your mom.”

“You look a lot younger than my mom.” I said without thinking.

“Good answer!” She exclaimed then lowering her voice to a whisper added, “Or are you just,” She paused, “Kissing my ass?”

I swallowed hard, recalling “After School Special” and managed to laugh, “No seriously, you look pretty young.”

“Aren’t you sweet, well you know what they say about flattery; anyway, is noon okay for you?”

“Yeah sure.”

“Good because like I said to you yesterday in class, I found your story very intriguing and can’t wait to talk about it!”

“Really?”

“Really Todd, I’m very excited to hear all about your motivation! See you at Noon!”

I started to reply, but she had hung up. I leaned back on my pillow and for a moment allowed my mind to wander over what Miss Ross would look like in lying in bad in a pair of tight lace boy shorts, her little top riding up her stomach, up to just below the swelling of her tits.

I shook my head to clear it. I was too tired even for that right now. Closing my eyes and waiting for sleep to return, I wondered what the hell had Miss Ross so interested in my story.

I thought it came out better than I expected, but saw nothing in it that would have her excited. Even yesterday at class she had come up to me and told me how impressed she was with my latest work.

I’d thanked her and said it was a bit different for me. She’d smiled and said not only was it different, but seemed truly inspired. She’d walked away, leaving me to be truly inspired by her ass in a pair of tight black jeans.

I shrugged as I lied there and chalked it up to maybe she just felt this story was more up to my potential. Miss Ross had been telling me all year I was better than what I was turning in. Of course, she had never seen any of what I referred to as my ‘real’ work. Talk about inspiring.

Speaking of inspiring, her conversation with me had bordered on out right flirting. I knew it wasn’t, she was probably just in a good mood. I noticed at the meetings at her house she was much more relaxed and this was no different.

On a different note, that conversation would make a good beginning to a new story. I show up at her house, she’s the only one there and answers the door wearing some sexy lingerie. I smiled as I felt my mind drifting back into sleep and wondered if shit like that ever happened outside of movies and stories.

Chapter Three

I pulled up in front of Miss Ross’s house and glancing at my phone saw it was five to twelve. That was odd, I thought as I looked around. I didn’t see Tony or Kim’s cars or anyone else for that matter. I was usually the last one to arrive so this would be a first. I started to get out, but stopped and took a quick look in the mirror.

I’d spent more than a little time trying to get my hair just right and had shaved. I looked closely at my blue eyes, making sure they weren’t bloodshot from not a lot of sleep and after giving myself a big smile said, “You look good too Miss Ross, why yes I would love to see your…”

I laughed, “Knock it off, Romeo.”

I grabbed my notebook and getting out of the car, did a brief check to make sure my black polo shirt was tucked into the jeans I was wearing. The jeans were more than a little tight and the shirt showed off the arms I’d built up playing football the last two years. All in all I thought I looked pretty good.

Whether I was showing off for Kim or in some vain hope Miss Ross checked out young guys was up for debate, but one way or another I was happy with the result. I’d sprayed on some Wings cologne for a little extra effect and after running my fingers through my hair, walked up to Miss Ross’s door and rang the bell.

I had turned partway at the sound of a car coming around the corner to see if it was one of the other kids, but it wasn’t. I heard the door open and Miss Ross say, “Hi Todd, thank you so much for coming today!”

“Hi Miss,” I began as I turned towards her, “I….”

I stopped in mid sentence when I saw her. She was wearing a red sundress so low cut not only could I see the top half of her tits, but right down between them. In fact I could see far enough down to notice what I wasn’t seeing is any type of bra.

I forced my eyes from her chest and noticed the dress tied around her neck leaving her smooth creamy shoulders bare. Well not completely bare, Miss Ross’s long curly black hair was down and draped over her right shoulder.

“You okay Todd?”

“I…” I snapped myself out of it and hoped to hell I hadn’t been gawking. “Sorry, I thought I umm…heard my cell ringing. Anyway, no problem, glad to be here.”

“And I’m very glad to have you here.” She gave me a smile that caused my heart to flutter.

Not only because it seemed more than a bit playful, but her lips were painted a deep red, making them more luscious than ever and as I looked into her big expressive brown eyes, she winked.

“Well come on in, you know the way.”

She turned and when she headed down the hallway in front of me, I felt my mouth drop open. The dress was as short as the damn skirt I’d pictured her in my story. The red material wasn’t reaching more than a few inches below the cheeks of her ass and while I stared at the backs of her long smooth thighs, I wondered if she could even bend over in it.

Following her into her living room my eyes wandered down her long shapely legs and noticed she was barefoot.

Miss Ross entered her living room and where she had usually pulled all the chairs into a circle, they were spread out around the room. Walking over to the love seat in front of the window, she paused to pick up a glass of wine and a folder I assumed had our stories in it. That was different, I’d never seen her drink at these things, usually we had soda or iced tea. I stood in the middle of the room, unsure of where to sit and watched while she pulled the shade down over the loveseat.

Turning, she sat down in the corner of the love seat and when I started to sit in the armchair across from her she shook her head and pointed to the other side of the love seat.

“Come sit over here.”

I started over then stopped when she raised her right leg and crossed it over the left. She’d raised her leg high enough that I had gotten a glimpse of red lace between her legs. I felt my face flush and lowered my gaze to the floor in hopes she didn’t notice.

“Well?” She asked. I raised my head to see her pat the cushion next to her, “Come on over, are you afraid I’ll bite?”

I shrugged and made my way over, as I did she continued,

“I’ve been known to nibble from time to time, but not bite.”

“What?”

“Sorry,” She laughed, “I’m in a really good mood and think maybe I’ve had a glass too many,” She indicated the wine glass, “But hey it is the weekend. Want some?”

“No thanks I’m too young to drink.”

“That’s right you are, aren’t you?” She smiled at me, “Just a pup, or is the word,” She winked. “Cub?”

“Cub?” I frowned.

“Oh, come on now Todd, I know you know what a cougar is and cougars like cubs don’t they?”

“I guess so,” I mumbled as I felt my face getting hot again.

She was staring at me, her eyes locked onto mine and I wondered what was going on, I had the strange feeling I was in one of my own stories. She was drinking, dressed to kill and…

“Where’s everyone else?” I asked.

“They’re coming tomorrow like always.”

“What? I thought you said….”

“I lied.” She said with a shrug. “I wanted to talk to you about your story in person, Todd.”

“Why?” I asked, beginning to get nervous. “What’s so special about that story?”

She looked at me and her eyes narrowed. After an uncomfortable silence, she smiled again, “You don’t know do you?”

“Uh…no not really, it was just a Vampire story. I did try to humanize him, but still I don’t think it was all tat special.”

She clapped her hands together, “Oh, this might be even more fun than I thought!”

“Miss Ross, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I told her.

“I guess not,” She laughed as she reached into the folder and removed several stapled together pages. “But you will soon enough.”

“Okay.”

“First off, sit back and relax Todd, you’re on the edge of your seat like you’re ready to run.”

I slid backwards and as she had done turned so I was angled into the corner of the loveseat facing her. Miss Ross gave me a sly smile and lifted the papers as if getting ready to read them. She shifted in her seat and uncrossing her legs, winced. “Damn.”