The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. I've imagined this story to be part one of a trilogy. If the feedback is good I'll write parts two and three soon.
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I never thought that as a middle-aged school teacher I could possibly be seduced by one of my own students. I just wasn't that kind of guy, but then I'd never had a student like Ashley before. I'd actually known Ashley since she was little. When I visited her family she was always the sweet little girl who bounced into the room with a smile holding a stuffed bear and giving great big hugs. Over the years I watched her grow up into a beautiful young lady. She was almost like a daughter to me.
Now Ashley was in her senior year of high school and was an absolute beauty. An honor roll student, Ashley was also a member of the school dance team, drama department, color guard, and French honor society. She also happened to be a student in my senior history class...and that's when things got really complicated.
I wasn't sure how I felt having Ashley in my history class. It felt awkward at first because it was hard to see her as a student of mine. Ashley handled it well, in fact she didn't seem to feel awkward about it at all. She sat in the front row, studied hard during class, and then still hugged me outside of class. It was difficult though not to notice how much of a beautiful woman she had become. When we hugged each other, I could feel her breasts pressing up against my chest, I could detect the lovely scent of her hair, and I could feel her deep breathing tickling my ear. I felt really guilty when, during one such embrace, my cock began to stir.
Ashley definitely had a dancer's figure, perfectly proportioned with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were amazingly perky and got lots of attention from the guys. Her ass was tight and beautifully curvy, her legs were smooth and shapely. Ashley's long brunette hair came down well past her shoulders, and her smile could be both adorably cute and slightly naughty at the same time. It was enough to drive any man out of his senses.
As the semester progressed, I noticed that Ashley was getting a little more flirty with me. She'd hug me just a little bit longer than usual or sometimes touch me gently on the arm. During class, while I was lecturing, Ashley would lock her eyes on mine and gently lick or suck on her pen. She would "accidently" drop something as an excuse to cross and uncross her gorgeous legs. She'd arch her back, thrusting her breasts forward while pretending to stretch, and when class was over she would put a little more sway in her hips as she walked slowly out my door. She was just subtle enough to tease me out of my mind but discreet enough so she could deny having done it.
Then, finally, Ashley made her move.
On the day of the mid-term exam, Ashley walked into the classroom and placed her books on her usual front row seat. When I saw her I actually did a double take. Ashley was wearing a short black and white striped mini-skirt that ended at least eight inches above her knees, highlighting her amazingly toned dancer's legs. Her thin fabric white top was tucked into her skirt and clinged to her figure perfectly. The way Ashley's breasts bounced when she walked made it obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. A pair of black two-inch heels with a thin strap that fastened around her ankles completed this ensemble. I had never seen Ashley look so hot or desirable before.
Ashley smiled at me after noticing my double take and then slid into her desk chair, wiggling her hips to adjust her mini-skirt and crossing her legs before taking out her test materials. My brain was sweating just looking at her! I needed to get behind my desk as quickly as possible to hide the growing bulge in my trousers. When everyone was settled I passed out the exams and went to the safety of my desk chair. Thank goodness my desk was large and covered on three sides.
As the exam progressed I tried to calm down a little bit but my eyes kept wandering over to Ashley as she worked away on her test. My mind kept going to places it shouldn't go. I tried to think about Ashley the cute little girl who I loved like a daughter, but right there before me was Ashley the sexy high school senior in her tiny mini-skirt and high heels playing with my mind. As she worked away on her exam, I began to fantasize about all the things I wished I could to do to her. I wanted to hold and kiss her while my hand went up that mini-skirt between her legs to touch her pussy. I wanted to nurse on her perfect breasts as she straddled me and rode my cock. I wanted to hear her screams of delight as she felt me unload inside her.
I snapped myself out of it. "What in the world are you thinking?" I thought. "She's half your age, and a student no less." I quickly decided to divert my attention by going over some lecture notes. I reached for my text and opened it, trying to find something, anything that would take my mind off Ashley. Opening the book I noticed there was a yellow post-it bookmarking one of the pages. I pulled it off the page and read it:
"I'm not wearing any panties. - Ash"
I quickly looked up and saw Ashley staring at me with a naughty little smile. My mouth fell open as Ashley playfully bounced her crossed legs and twirled her hair teasingly. Ohgod why is she doing this to me? I hurriedly closed the book and noticed another post-it on the back cover:
"Look in your top desk drawer. - Ash"
I was almost afraid to, but I moved the book aside and slowly opened the drawer. Inside, folded very nicely, was an extremely small white satin thong that Ashley had apparently been wearing earlier. That naughty little tease was playing with my head. Ashley silently blew me a kiss as I looked up at her in disbelief.
All through the rest of the exam period Ashley made a show of crossing and uncrossing her legs while she continued to work, allowing me glimpses of her beautiful teenage pussy up her mini-skirt. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't keep myself from looking. Just like the rest of Ashley's body, her young pussy was soft, smooth, and beautiful, and I felt so guilty for wanting to be inside it.
Finally, after nearly an hour of mental torture, the exam ended and all the other students turned in their papers and left. Ashley took her time, making sure she was the last one left in the classroom. Spreading her legs as she stood up, Ashley granted me one more look up her mini-skirt at her beautiful pussy. She smiled teasingly as she walked over to me and hopped up on my desktop, crossing her legs as she perched on the corner of the desk. Mygod those legs were perfect.
"I need your exam, Ashley." I tried to regain some control of the situation.
Ashley held the papers to her breasts and flashed a smile filled with sexual tension. "Come and get it then."
As I reached out to take her exam, Ashley wrapped her arms around me and gave me the most amazingly passionate kiss I'd ever experienced. Sparks shot through my entire body when her lips touched mine and waves of intense desire washed over me. When her tongue entered my mouth my knees buckled. It felt so good, and it just seemed unbelievable that Ashley could turn me on so much.
I knew I had to stop this.
"Ashley, we can't," I said breaking our kiss, "we can't do this. Its not right."
"It sure feels right," Ashley replied uncrossing her legs and scooting to the center of my desk. "Don't tell me you don't want to."
Ashley laid back on the desktop and raised her gorgeous legs up towards the ceiling. Then, in a move I would remember forever, Ashley spread her legs wide into a full mid-air split, her beautiful young pussy completely exposed to me and ready to be fucked.
"Mygod," I whispered out loud to myself.
Ashley began to pump her hips in short quick thrusts. "Don't you want my little pussy?" She spoke in a child like voice. "Little Ashley is all grown up now and she wants to give her tight young pussy to you."
The temptation was unbearable! I so wanted to ravage her on my desk right then and there, pound that young girl's pussy over and over while she screamed in unbearable pleasure.
It was just then when I remembered. "Ashley! My next class will be coming in any minute!"
Ashley gave me a little pout, closed her legs again and hopped of my desk. She quickly collected her books and headed for the door. Looking back over her shoulder she flashed me a naughty smile. "I know you want me," she flirted.
I watched her tight ass wiggle hypnotically in her mini-skirt as she walked out the door, her high heels clicking on the floor as she walked. After she left I looked at her exam and noticed she had attached another post-it note. I swallowed hard as I read it:
"Every night I think about you when I masturbate. - Love Ash"
Ohgod why was she doing this to me? I decided I needed some air and quickly headed to the staff workroom to get some water and calm down a little. Thank goodness that was over. I had never been so conflicted AND turned on at the same time.
I headed back to my classroom as the next period students were coming in and sitting down. I quickly got the class started, passed out the mid-term, and settled into the safety of my desk chair. I really wanted to just put my head on the desk and take in the past hour but I had to monitor the class as they worked on their midterms.
Then, suddenly, I felt something tugging on the leg of my trousers. I looked under the desk and saw Ashley on her knees smiling up at me. Mygod what was she doing?!? I almost tried to stand up out of reflex but Ashley grabbed my legs and held me down. She put a finger up to her lips as if to say "shhhh". I surveyed the room nervously to see if anyone had noticed what was going on but everyone was working diligently on their exams.
Ashley had untied my shoelaces and was retying them around my ankles to the legs of my desk chair. I probably could have forced my way out but not without letting everyone in the room know what was going on. I didn't get time to think about it though. Ashley put both her hands on my knees and spread them apart in one quick forceful motion. I swallowed hard and glanced worriedly around the room. She wasn't really going to...
I felt the button on my trousers come undone. Looking down again I saw Ashley smiling mischievously as her beautiful hands began pulling my zipper down, revealing the tremendous bulge in my boxers.
"This can't be happening, this can't be happening," I thought to myself as Ashley's baby soft hand reached into my boxers and gently gripped the shaft of my cock.
"Oh..." I let a soft moan escape my lips when she touched me sexually for the first time in her life. The was Ashley...little Ashley...one of my students...all grown up now...on her knees in front of me pumping my cock slowly in her hand.
With her other hand Ashley reached for a pad of post-its she had on the floor next to her and quickly wrote something on it. Flashing a naughty smile she handed the post-it to me:
