Naive Teacher in Winston

New teaching uniform and raunchy slideshow.

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Foreword

Everyone in this story involved in any sexual activities is at least 18 years old. This story is not real and probably could never be real in 2022, so any correlations with real-life are mere coincidence.

Thanks everyone for the suggestions, will be trying to incorporate them whenever they fit! Stay tuned!

This chapter contains the following days schedule:

* Day 12 -- Friday -- Morning: Bio; Lunch; Afternoon: Principal/School; Dinner Party;

Enjoy the read,

~ Potato Head

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Day 12 -- Friday

Early Morning

Lana Cox's big green eyes open lazily.

She feels hotness coming from her sex. She woke up horny for the first time in a long time.

'Weird... why am I turned on? I had more orgasms yesterday than any other day of my life...'

- she considers.

Peculiar.

The naive fiancee sits up, her massive and bountiful 38DD breasts jiggling freely underneath her pajama top.

The events of the previous day come flooding back, a blur in her head.

'Wow, I can't believe all of that happened... gosh...'

- she reflects, slightly amused.

No wonder she was horny.

The brunette stands and stretches her body to the limits, becoming slightly taller. Not that it did much on her 5'3 (161cm) stature. At least it accentuated her shapely and juicy ass.

'Things are changing around here, huh? Dens is even encouraging me to share the daily selfies with his coworkers and mentioned it was better to use a real penis on the play instead of the dildo. Wow.'

- she ponders, her coochie pulsating by the idea.

She slides her hand through her body, feeling her delectable double D's, tight tummy and toned tights.

'That would be such an outrageous thing to do during the school play, maybe just at the rehearsals. I'll at least mention it to Mary, maybe she has some ideas. '

- she decides, feeling heated up.

Lana walks towards the bathroom and glances at a mirror in passing. She knew she was pretty, with immaculate skin and a curvy body that would make any other woman jealous.

'Since I rubbed the dildo on my cooch yesterday, does that mean he's okay with me rubbing a real pecker there? Gosh, I don't think I am ready to do that.'

- she considers with reason.

The bathroom is locked as she turns the knob.

"Sorry, babe, just finishing my shower. Will be out in a jiffy." - Dennis shouts from inside.

'Ugh, I'm so hot... I need to orgasm... maybe if I go distract myself...'

- she determines.

Lana decides to prepare breakfast instead of using the bathroom.

She remains horny as she cooks.

After a few minutes, her betrothed walks in the kitchen with a pained expression.

"Ugh, morning, babe. I feel like crap. I drank too much, sorry about last night." - he moans.

"No worries, hun. We can try again tonight." - she winks at him friskily.

"Oooooh, I like the new Lana. Keep it going babe." - he says naively, serving himself some much-needed coffee.

He had no idea about most of the shenanigans and misunderstandings she was getting up to.

"Thank you." - she blushes. "I am just trying to please and satisfy your newfound desires." - she says submissively, as they dig into their breakfast.

"Hahaha..." - he laughs. "Well, they are not exactly new. I always felt this way, I thought you knew that." - he says, as he starts to feel better due to the food.

In Dennis' head he thinks that it's strange that his fiancee never noticed he wanted to fool around with her more. He dismisses it as her puritanical nature.

"Oh, I had no idea." - she says with a distant look on her face.

'Gosh... I never noticed that Dens likes me to show off to others and do these naughty things to them. At least it's all out in the open now.'

- she evaluates.

"Hun, I do not think I am fully ready to do and be all you want me to be. But I am trying to be more open." - she explains.

"That's okay, babe. That's all I could ever ask. I know you are not ready for sex, but maybe one day. And we can always do other stuff before that." - he smiles lovingly.

'Wow, what is Dens even suggesting here...'

- she thinks slightly taken aback. "Thanks for being so understanding, hun. That is why I love you." - she says, finishing her food.

"I love you too." - he answers. "Just have to go on my laptop really quick, talk in a minute." - he gets up and digs his computer out of his work bag.

"Okay, dear. I will go take a shower." - she replies, going to the bedroom.

'Glad we keep talking. Every time I feel like we understand each other better and better.'

- she believes happily.

~~~

As Lana finishes getting dressed in a conservative dark skirt and long-sleeved red blouse, with boring cotton white undergarments, she hears a phone buzzing in the bathroom.

'Oh, Dens left his phone here...'

- she realizes, picking it up from the counter.

Lana looks at it. It's a photo from Cynthia.

She would normally not snoop around his things, but she couldn't help herself when she saw it was from that work tramp.

She unlocks his phone (his password was her birthday) and feels her blood boil when she sees the message.

* Cynthia -- I had fun last night. xx

And attached is a photo of Cynthia and Dennis, who is clearly drunk. In the photo, Dens has one of his arms behind Cynthia's back and the other on her naked tummy.

The reason why Lana got so upset? The temptress was only wearing a sexy lacy bra and panties in the photo.

The future-wife marches to the kitchen, holding the incriminating evidence in her hand.

"What is the meaning of this?" - she asks.

Dennis looks at it and his eyes almost come out of their sockets.

"Ah, erm... I... hum..." - he stammers nervously.

"Spit it out, Mister!" - she huffs, crossing her arms.

"I don't remember this at all!" - he utters in panic.

"You both look too intimate here for my liking." - she says with annoyance.

"Sorry, babe. I promise you. I have no recollection of this photo." - he pleads.

"Hmm..." - she squints at him suspiciously. "Okay." - she says, clearly still upset.

"What do I have to do to get your forgiveness?" - he begs.

"Let me think about a way for us to get even." - she asks, wanting to 'one-up' Cynthia. "But you know I always believe you, hun." - she adds, giving him a peck on the lips.

"Great, babe. Thanks for being understanding. I'll make sure to control my alcohol around her. I thought it was going to be safe with her boyfriend there." - Dens says.

"She is a trollop. You need to be careful this weekend, dear." - Lana says worriedly.

"Of course, I will. Oh, speaking of which, I was thinking of stopping by the beach tomorrow. Is that fine?" - he says, gathering his work stuff.

"Sure! That will be fun." - she accepts happily.

"I'll probably sleep in and show up after lunch. Lucius has been riding me hard, so I'm due a lazy morning." - he chuckles, walking towards the door.

"You deserve it, dear. Maybe we can come back home together!" - she says, opening the door to him.

"Sounds good. Have you decided on what outfit to wear?" - he asks curiously.

"Not yet. Why?" - she answers honestly.

"Please, make sure it's simple and nothing too out there, since I won't be around." - he asks, giving her a smooch on the cheek.

"Sure, hun." - she agrees, giving him a hug. "But it might not be up to me." - she adds softly, but Dennis doesn't fully comprehend the meaning behind her words.

The couple say their goodbyes and Dennis leaves for work. Lana goes back inside to finish getting ready.

Even with all that happened, the buxom beauty was feeling quite horny.

~~~

She is ready to leave for work, when her phone lights up.

Message -- 07:26 -- Cox Friends

* PB-Justin -- Hey hey!

* Lana -- Morning, guys!

* Noel Murns -- Morning, beautiful. This is Noel.

* PB-Justin -- What does our Cox friend have planned for today?

* Lana -- Nothing much, just a small dinner party with the neighbors.

* PB-Justin -- Ah, cool, but I meant something else ;)

* CoolPaul12 -- Another day, another selfie ;)

* Lana -- Oh, right. Almost forgot!

* CoolPaul12 -- Did you tell Dennis about it?

* Lana -- I did! He is okay with you all helping me with it :-)

* PB-Justin -- That's our boy!

* CoolPaul12 -- Fuck yeah

* Noel Murns -- So, what does today's photo entail?

* Lana -- Any suggestions? You guys are the pros!

* PB-Justin -- What is the color of your panties?

* Lana -- White, why?

* Noel Murns -- A panty shot will certainly brighten our day.

* CoolPaul12 -- From the front this time

* Lana -- Really? You guys sure?

* PB-Justin -- Yeah, it'll be great

* CoolPaul12 -- 100%

* Lana - *thumbs up*

Sighing deeply, Lana lifts her long skirt and holds it around her waist. She had a strange déjà vu feeling.

'Huh, why does this seem so commonplace now? I feel like I have been raising my bottoms a lot. Oh, well.'

- she shrugs, trying to dismiss the thought from her head.

The future-wife points her phone at her panty-clad cooch and snaps a quick picture. She sends it.

The photo did not show much, as her boring white underwear covered her almost fully. A small hint of her bush could be noticed if one squinted strongly enough.

Message -- 07:29 -- Cox Friends

* CoolPaul12 -- Meh

* Noel Murns -- Agreed.

* Lana -- What's wrong?

* Noel Murns -- We can't see your face, it could be anyone in this photo.

* PB-Justin -- Yeah, Dennis will think you took it from a website

* Lana -- No, it's me!

* PB-Justin -- So prove it

* Lana -- Ugh, fine.

She does the same as before, but this time she makes sure to get her whole upper body on the selfie.

The result is way raunchier, with the gullible teacher smiling innocently as she flashes her white panties to the whole world to see.

The contrast of her conservative outfit, her bare legs and almost-exposed crotch was highly erotic.

It's interesting what a change of angles could do to a photo.

She sends them the selfie, her sexual desire causing small pangs of pleasure through her voluptuous body.

Lana knew she needed to come, but she tries to brush aside her lustful thoughts.

Message -- 07:30 -- Cox Friends

* PB-Justin -- Oh yeah!

* CoolPaul12 -- Now we talkin

* Noel Murns -- Looks superb. Dennis will flip!

* PB-Justin -- Perfect mix of erotic and sweet

* CoolPaul12 -- Would love to get me some naive and curvy wifey like you LOL

* Lana -- *flushing face* Thanks guys! Will send it to him right away.

* Noel Murns -- You're welcome, any time.

* PB-Justin -- How about we do tomorrow's daily selfie in person?

* CoolPaul12 -- Naughty group photo!

* Lana -- Lol, you guys. Cya tomorrow!

* Noel Murns -- XOXO

* PB-Justin -- TTYL sexy

The steamy fiancee sends the selfie to Dennis right away. The teacher reflects on what the guys said.

'That is a good idea! Maybe Dens can take some photos of me with the guys tomorrow. Or even better, make Cynthia take them! Hah!'

- she squeals with delight in her head.

Wearing a wide smile on her beautiful face, the ingenuous teacher grabs her materials and makes her way to school.

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Morning -- School

Lana Cox was in heat as she enters the school, the morning events doing nothing to quench her need for relief.

Luckily for her, she was still early for her lesson, so only a few students were around.

As she passes by the lockers, she feels a hand grab her ass above her skirt.

"Eeekk..." - she squeals weakly.

"Looking good, Miss Cox." - says a class 2-A student, leaving his hand on her cheek.

"Erm, thanks." - the teacher replies sheepishly.

"Can I try the other butt cheek?" - another student asks, approaching them.

"Okay, but quickly." - she agrees, arching her back and offering her peachy bum.

The boy doesn't waste time and gropes her other buttock.

"Nice, it's so juicy and ample." - the second student comments.

"I know, Miss Cox has a fucking amazing ass." - the first boy agrees.

"Thanks, boys." - she says embarrassed.

'What am I doing, allowing them to freely take advantage of me? It does feel pleasant... their grabby hands are squeezing my tush so hard... ah...'

- she moans in her head.

"Can you show us your bum?" - the second student asks.

"Maybe next time... I should go now..." - she says reluctantly, moving away from their hands.

The first boy slaps her ass, the lewd sound muffled by her thick skirt.

"We'll hold you to it!" - the first boy says.

Thankfully, no one else was around to see this raunchy scene.

~~~

As she walks towards classroom 2-D, she sees Greg with a teary expression in front of room 2-C, Mary Hunter's class.

Greg was a rounded-face, obese boy, that was a friendless outcast who was constantly being bullied by his fellow classmates. Surprisingly, he was part of the Drama club.

Lana had "helped" the boy out the day before, jerking him off until he came all over her gloved hand.

"Good morning, Greg. What is wrong?" - she asks, concerned.

"Hi, Miss Lana...." - he says wiping off a tear. "Ah... it's nothing, don't worry about it."

"I am concerned about you. You can trust me." - she says with care.

"It's just my c-classmates... ah... t-there's nothing you can do..." - the fat student says, defeated.

"You know I can help, I promise." - she says encouragingly.

"A... a-are... a-are you sure?" - the pudgy boy asks unsure.

"Of course, you know me! It's my duty as a teacher to help my beloved pupils." - she smiles fondly.

"Okay... well... it's just... that my classmates were making fun of me." - he admits with sadness.

"What? Really?" - she asks, and nods. "Where? I will give them a stern talking to!" - she says outraged.

"In there..." - the corpulent student says meekly, pointing to his classroom.

With a huff, Lana enters the room. Greg follows her and closes the door behind them.

She sees four other boys there. Lana remembers them from the physical checkups.

"Boys! What are you doing making fun of poor Greg!?" - she shouts, upset.

"We weren't..." - says one of them.

"He is making stuff up, like always." - says another.

"Do I need to send you four to see the principal?!" - she asks rhetorically.

They look at each other and all start to talk at the same time.

"Quiet." - she demands. "You, talk." - she says pointing at the one who looked to be their leader.

"Sorry, Miss Cox, but Greg was telling us some bullshit." - the leader says.

"Greg? Did you lie to them?" - the teacher asks her protégé.

"I'd never lie." - the fat boy replies.

"See! I trust him." - the busty bride-to-be says to the leader.

"Well, he did lie. In fact, it was about you." - the leader explains with a smirk.

"What... what did he say?" - she asks, confused and nervous.

"He was bragging about how you kissed him in the lips yesterday and that now you are his 'school girlfriend'. Riiiiight." - the boy mocks making air quotes.

"She did kiss me! And she even touched my penis!" - the heavy student protests.

"She touched all of us, idiot! It was for the checkups." - one of the boys comments, rolling his eyes.

They all laugh at Greg.

"No... but..." - the fat teen stammers, trying to say something to defend himself.

"Boys, Greg is speaking the truth." - Lana tells them. She looks at her pupil fondly, and he gives her a thankful look. "I kissed him in the mouth." - she admits, embarrassed.

"Woah!" "Really? "Nice!" - the boys exclaim.

"And are you his 'school girlfriend' now?" - the leader asks suspiciously.

"Well... that..." - she starts to stay, but Greg tugs at her blouse.

She looks at him and he motions for her to come closer. They move a few steps back and he leans into her ear.

"Please, Miss Lana. I beg you. They'll continue to bully me forever." - the pudgy boy whispers with a shaky voice.

Greg legitimately sounded hurt and was honestly begging for her help.

"But Greg... I have a fiancee that I love." - she quietly replies.

"Please, it's make-believe! You said you love men with small penises. So, I have that in common with him. Just pretend I am him." - the obese student argues containing his voice.

"Not sure what that has to do with..." - she starts to say but is interrupted.

"Please, Miss Lana! I'll never hear the end of this, I don't want them to make fun of me and bully me for the rest of the year." - he pleads with a tear running down his fat cheek.

The teacher cocks her head, thinking.

'Ah... what do I do? Wait... Lana, there is nothing to consider here. You can't leave Greg alone, it's your duty to support him. You can't let this poor boy be bullied. Just pretend quickly and get this over with.'

- she resolves.

"Okay, but this is just so we can make them stop bullying you. We are nothing of the sort." - she says adamantly.

"Thank you, thank you. I owe you my life!" - the blubbery boy says, wiping his eyes.

The teacher goes back to the other four students.

"We had not discussed this before, but it is true, I am Greg's 'school girlfriend'." - she says, gritting her teeth.

"I thought you were married or something?" - one of the boys says.

"I do have a fiancee." - she corrects. "It's all true, but I am doing this to encourage Greg and give him confidence, until he finds a real girlfriend."

"See, I told you guys!" - Greg says with a triumphant smile. "We even made out, hah!"

"I don't believe you. No way you can land a fine piece of ass like Miss Cox." - the leader says leery.

"I did! And we frenched, I swear!" - the dumpy boy replies.

"It is true, I gave him a kiss." - she adds flabbergasted.

'Why would he not believe me...'

"Well, Miss Cox, if you indeed kissed him, you'll have no issues proving it." - the leader says smugly.

The teacher and Greg exchange looks. The boy's eyes are wide with worry.

Lana sighs profoundly.

"Of course, that is easy!" - she says, trying to sound confident, but blushing. "Come here..."

The teacher leans forward, and her cute lips contact his chubby mouth. They start to kiss deeply.

"Woo!" "Go, Greg!" "Nice!" - the boys cheer.

"I don't see any tongue." - the leader comments.

Lana glances mid-kiss at the fat student who is making puppy dog eyes at her.

'Ah fine... it's not a big deal...'

- she thinks, dismissing any worries.

They start to tongue-kiss. As their tongues interlace, she can feel passion and lust burning inside her.

"Fuck that's hot." - one of the boys remarks.

Their saliva mixes in the teacher's mouth, she can feel her nipples hardening as the smooching continues.

"How about some second-base action, Miss Cox?" - the leader says with a snicker.

The teacher audibly gasps, but Greg doesn't let her go and forcefully continues the making out.

"Why the gasp? If you are telling the truth and are indeed his girlfriend, a little tittie grab is no big deal." - the leader states calmly.

"Are you telling us the truth, Miss Cox?" - one of the other boys asks.

She stops the kissing and turns towards them.

"I am. Nevertheless, I should not let him grope me in front of you lot." - she says petulantly.

"Pfff, no way! Their story sounds more and more far-fetched to me. Right, boys?" - the leader mocks.

All the boys agree.

"Please, Miss Lana... we are so close to convincing them..." - Greg whispers in her ear, his voice cracking.

She sighs again.

'What don't I do for my students.'

- she thinks, secretly excited at the idea of brazenly making out with a student in front of his friends.

"Let me prove you little boneheads wrong. Greg, kiss me again." - she orders with a sultry voice.