Emily fidgeted sitting at her school desk. The hot school girl, stared longingly at her teacher, Mr. Johnson. He was tall, handsome, and always impeccably dressed. His eyes would often linger on her during class, making her heart race. She couldn't help but fantasize about him, about how it would feel to have his strong black hands on her pale white skin. As the class dragged on, Emily's mind wandered more and more, consumed by thoughts of her forbidden attraction.
She knew that if she didn't do something soon, she would explode from the desire building inside her. Her fingers only gave temporary relief at night as she lay in her bed moaning and calling out her teacher's name as she climaxed. Her nightly sexual fantasies involved giving Mr. Johnson unrestrained sexual access to her body. He would fall in love with her, leave his wife, and they would run away together and live happily ever after.
Determined to act on her desires, Emily devised a plan. After school, she waited near the teacher's lounge, knowing that Mr. Johnson would eventually emerge. Her heart skipped a beat as she approached him with a shy smile on her face. "Mr. Johnson," she said, her voice barely audible, "I need your help. Real bad!" Anxiety increased her sexual hormones.
oh, god, he's so handsome! I can feel my panties getting wet!
Jim looked at Emily curiously, noticing the blush that had spread across her cheeks. Her alabaster China doll skin was clear and free of blemishes. She had changed her long red hair from a single ponytail to two side piglets, it made her look younger than her eighteen years. A school red, black and green plaid tie hung down from her neck down the front of her white blouse. Jim let out a shocked gasp, Emily had broken school rules and removed her bra. Her firm bare breasts pushed against her tight top and her hard semi-visible pink nipples threatened to poke through the thin material.
Jim cleared his throat, trying to compose himself. The urge to adjust his package was overwhelming but he fought the feeling. "Of course, Emily. Is this an emergency? Are you hurt?" He tried not to stare at her young tempting nipples, but failed. She pulled her shoulders back and his cock twitched in his pants. Jim didn't know how long he stared at Emily's breasts, but she just stood still and let him. Common sense finally prevailed and he looked up to see her smiling at him.
"Yes, it's an emergency!" she exclaimed grabbing his big hand in her small one. "If I don't get help with my homework I won't pass and I won't get into college!" she exclaimed, her gaze locked on his to see if he was buying her story. "You're the only one in the world who can help me! Please!"
Jim looked both ways down the hall, glad no one was watching their interaction. Nasty thoughts ran through his mind. Emily looked so pure and innocent in her skimpy school uniform. He knew she was crushing on him, but did he dare take this further? Her nipples drew his attention again, and this time he did adjust his cock.
fuck
"Emily, I have an errant to run, come with me and we can talk about your problem as I drive," he suggested, but it came out as an order. Her face lit up and his cock agreed with his plan. Jim knew he was heading down a dangerous slope one that could end his career as a teacher.
"Really?" Emily said, unable to hide her excitement and throwing her arms around him. Mr. Johnson let her hug him for a minute and even hugged her back before gently separating them.
She followed him to his car, skipping along as her heart pounded in her chest. New fantasies filled her thoughts about what might happen next. She felt herself get wet, really wet, she had never been so turned on in her life. Like a gentleman he opened the door on his car for her and she slid in. Accidentally on purpose, her dress rode up and she showed him her transparent pink panties covered in flowers. "Oops," she laughed, letting Mr. Johnson have a good long look before adjusting her dress. She knew he could see her wet spot.
Jim's eyes were mesmerized by her soft skin. Shocked that Emily's pussy was leaking like crazy. He could see the outline of her pussy lips and he let out a soft groan. When she covered up he came out of his trance and limped around his car with a raging hard cock. Jim knew he was fucked.
As they drove away from the school, Emily couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and fear at what she was doing. She had never been with a guy before, let alone a teacher. But the thought of being with Mr. Johnson, of feeling his strong black hands on her tiny white body, was too much for her to resist. She stared at the lump in his pants.
she screamed out in her head.
Mr. Johnson likes me!
Jim was struggling to concentrate on the road. All he could think about was how incredibly sexy Emily looked in her school uniform, and the way her eyes seemed to sparkle with desire. He pulled into a quiet park and turned off the engine, leaving the radio on. "Emily," he began, his voice shaking with concern. "We need to talk."
Emily nodded, her heart hammering in her chest. She knew exactly what she wanted and it wasn't to talk. She couldn't wait any longer. She unbuckled her seat belt and jumped onto the center consul. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. Her tongue darted into his surprised mouth and she rubbed her breasts against his muscular arm. "It's okay," she whispered, "I want this!"
Jim went limp, unable to resist her kiss. Her hand was fondling his cock through his pants and he felt himself getting bigger if that was possible. He was the adult, but Emily took control so easily, and he was helpless to stop her. She opened his pants and her soft hand pushed into his boxers. With a strong desire she wrapped her tiny hand around him. He gasped at the heat.
"Oh, Mr. Johnson," she whispered, tracing the outline of his hard cock with her fingers. "I've been thinking about this for so long. I never imagined you were so big though!" She leaned down. "Hmm, I love your big boy!"
