This just doesn't happen. How does your favorite teacher decide to performance such a private act in public yet alone in front of her class of college students. What has got into her mind, her psyche to enable her to carry this out in such a public way.
I can only imagine she has always had this fantasy to expose the truth about herself. To let go and be bold and do something beyond adventurous not just for herself but sharing it with others, in particularly the inexperienced
Something so unthinkable and shocking but absolutely beyond simply giving and sharing pleasure to the others
So what am I talking about? Would you perform a sexual act normally confined to your bedroom, your home and with your spouse with the presence of others. Would you really? I bet you won't and don't for that matter.
This story happened many years ago. What I am describing partially happened. But I will dramatise it more, add more to this interesting tale of adventure.
I will finish this fantasy for the teacher concerned. I will write beyond the excitement, the embarrassment, the second thoughts and continue her true intentions and remove her inhibitions and complete the lesson for her.
Our teacher Lisa, is a beautiful brunette. The kind of girl next door look. You know the kind of beauty with a look of hidden sexuality. Something sensual about her. And you wonder what's she is like, in bed. A woman of your imagination that could be rather fun to be with. A woman who would surprise you more than you thought. So Lisa was a lady like that, beautiful, not stunning model beautiful but attractive good looks, oozing sexiness, rather tall, slim and the most sensual pale skin. Beautiful enough not to require make up, her face slightly freckled without make up. Always well dressed in her professional uniform. Her hair tired up but rather than having straight hair, she had light locks of curls. When she smiled, she looked very attractive which complimented her gorgeous eyes. A very nice package indeed, someone who you would easily fantasy about, especially us students. Certainly she was every young man's dream.
Now our Lisa was I think 28 or maybe 29 years of age. She was our Psychology teacher at our college. Her classes were always a little different. Sometimes you did not know was to expect. Her lessons were not just about ABC but more about real communication, social interactions and relationship development through good communication.
This day started like every other. She would announce a scenario and students would then all participate in. Today I honestly would say she was more excited, more nervous than usual. Has she got something new for us to learn. Today the topic was all about witnessing and responding. We were to witness and then respond to what we saw, whether we get involved will be up to each individual. The topic today is "me" she said. "I want everyone to watch me, watch me carefully."
With that Lisa our teacher went to lock the classroom door then stood in front of her desk, in front of the class of students. There was around 20 of us, male and female, and begins running her fingers over her clothing. We didn't think anything too unusual, maybe she was feeling hot. But when she started to undo some buttons we realize something interesting was about happen. Everyone seem to stop breathing, not sound in the room. One thing I did notice today was she was wearing a little more of her favorite perfume. The room filled with the scent of that perfume.
Lisa was undoing her blouse buttons from the front. She look like she was blushing a little, perhaps a little nervous. We had no idea what she was planning. We had no idea it would be getting rather hot in here. My mind was playing sexual fantasizes already. Something hot was happening here and we are about to witness it live. My mind played around and around. I have only seen females naked on the Internet, in magazines, never in the flesh. Is this what's happening? No this is not happening. This type of thing only occurs in the movies? No one, especially our beautiful teacher would be this silly. I am just fantasizing, hoping, wishing. I would love to see more of her. She is only undoing her blouse because its hot but she did say "please watch me carefully." I am watching carefully. Watching her fingers nervously undo all her buttons. Her blouse falls open. I can see her bra. It was a pinkish colour, peach I think. It was a frilly patterned type of bra.. Something is definitely happening here.
I feel a heat between my legs. I feel my crotch rise uncontrollably. I felt a little embarrassed, maybe someone can see me in this state. I cross my legs. Lisa then slowly removes her blouse and let's it fall to the floor. I stare at her face. It was rosy and she appeared focused on Josh one of the other student who is sitting at the front. I can see his face also blushing, his eyes staring intensely directly at Lisa.
Now Lisa was standing there in her bra and skirt. I marvelled at her beautiful fair skin. She had a few odd 'beauty spots' over her upper body. She didn't look like she had large breast. I fantasized about what she looked like. Something very sexual is happening here, as Lisa licks her lips a few too many times. She is now staring at the back of the room, opening and closing her eyes. Her hands are wondering over her bra and lower body, over her skirt. I feel my pants going moist with excitement and anticipation. I can't wait for this to happen whatever it be, will be.
I begin to feel something running up my penis to its tip. It's pre cum. I am feeling rather aroused, turned on immensely. But I can't take my eyes off her beauty, sexiness and watching her desire to show us more. I think again what she looks like underneath. I am rock hard and breathing faster. What is happening here? This is a similar feeling to when I am looking at those magazines but a lot more intense, this is real and happening now, live. No, she will start to talk to us soon and reopen the door. Then ask us for our reactions. Yes that's what did happen in reality. In that occasion I remember we were too embarrassed to ask questions. I think we shall take it much further as I imagined what Lisa is really like.
Lisa then begins to unravel her brunette locks and let her hair hang loose. In an instance she looked different, better, more stunning, more attractive, yes she looked real nice.
She stood there not saying anything and takes a more deeper breath, like she was planning her next move. She starts to unzip her skirt from behind. With the silence in the room you can hear the zip go down. I swallowed hard for a second after holding my breath for a few seconds too long. I feel I am developing a lump in my throat.
Her skirt falls to the floor. Wow, she was stunning. Our teacher has a stunning figure. I have always imagine this to be true. Now here she is standing there in front of us all. She has beautiful long legs. Beautiful pale fair skin. Yes she was more than what I fantasized about. She was wearing matching peach colour panties with the same frilly pattern. They were more skimpy than I imagined she would wear. The colour was slightly darker than her bra. I think they look damp. Moist looking, a bit like my pant.
I am breathing faster, heavier, getting excited, aroused. Never been with a girl before. We are all turned on. I feel more fluid run up to my small head between my legs. I am embarrassed and sweating with excitement. Never really felt this way before and it was beyond my control.
Suddenly I was knocked out of my dream world. The door was opened to the classroom. Two of the female students in the class had left. Too embarrassed to stay and watch more. The guys were all hanging on watching, staring at the teacher, in a trance.
I could look at her forever. She oozed sexuality. She was licking her lips, still staring at Josh. Maybe he's got something we don't have. He's had a girlfriend before until recently. Maybe that's what it is. Her fingers still lightly running around her body, touching herself. She had a look of pleasure on her face. She was blushing all over her body from her face to her legs. She would open and close her eyes every now and then. I think she was savoring the feeling of so many eyes on her, watching her, staring at her every movement, following the lines of her fingers over her skin. Clearly she was enjoying being the centre of attention.
I can see from the corner of my eyes Josh drooling, saliva seems to be dripping from his open mouth. His eyes meeting Lisa's. His face flushed red, his right foot tapping quickly but lightly on the floor. He's nervously waiting like me, waiting, wanting what's next. But can't wait much longer.
I stare back at Lisa, her eyes closed, her hands still wondering, slowly rubbing now her breasts and body. Her breathing I can now hear now. It was rather hot hearing her panting lightly. She was enjoying herself, enjoying the attention. I feel a wave of pleasure coming over me. It was a feeling of lust. Seconds become minutes. My own breathing laboured.
Suddenly I see Lisa staring directly at me. Her diamond eyes beautiful blue green, intensely looking at me as she starts to undo her bra.
Her bra falls to the ground. For a moment I felt I was in love, I was in love with her, my teacher Lisa. I am staring at her beautiful perky breasts and very hard nipples. Her erect nipples are surrounded by large deep red puffy circles. I know now that it's her areolar now enlarged with excitement. Her breast are as I imagined, beautiful. She appears to be excited and nervous. I hear her let out a quiet drawn sound from her lips, as her breathing becomes slow and heavy.
I feel more throbbing down there and again more movement of fluids moving to my swollen head as I watch Lisa start to rub her breasts and play with her nipples. She was rolling them between her fingers. Her face appears distorted, her mouth opening slightly and I can see her tongue inside doing a licking motion. She bits her lower lip in anticipation. She had a look of satisfaction. She licks her fingers and starts to roll her nipples again with her moist fingers. She lets out another sound. I can only describe it as a sound of pleasure. She is starting to moan. A woman moaning is such a turn on.
I watch her and I want her. She is turning me on and everyone else, even the females in the class on, big time. I want this beautiful lady for myself. My mind again goes into heaven as I think about the rest of her body. What is she like? what does she feel like? I want to touch her. I want to touch her skin. I can still smell her perfume in my nostrils. Whatever she is trying to do, it's definitely working.