*This story involves people over 18. Ex
Belleville West Social Studies teacher beds
18 yo recent graduate. People in story are real.
Set up to the story line is real. But events
between characters never actually happened. Author wanted to sleep with main female character. But never got to.
Belleville, Illinois-Summer of 1998:
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Jeremy Brauer was a social studies teacher at Belleville West High School, in Belleville, Illinois. Jeremy had been sleeping with students multiple years in a row.
In 1997, Jeremy Brauer had been outed: having a consenual affair with another student. The girl started bragging about sleeping with him. One of the other girls in school got jealous and reported Jeremy Brauer to the principal. Jeremy was asked to resign. He would not. The school stripped him of his coaching position. Eventually pressuring him to resign at the end of the school year in 1998.
-This was the beginning of the era of teachers being charged with counts of child molestation, when they were caught sleeping with students.
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June 1998:
Lauren Webb had just graduated her senior year at Belleville West.
Getting accepted to Ole Miss in the fall: Lauren was on her way to start studying law.
Lauren had played golf all through out high school.
Starting her sophmore year, Lauren had started to develop a very hourglass figure.
Upon graduating high school, Lauren was about 5'5" 148 pounds, with a very narrow waist. Wide hips and a very developed rear end and a very pronounced set of 36DDD breasts. (Her bra litterally looked like two volleyballs were stuffed in her cups.)
Jeremy had finally been pressured enough to resign as a teacher.
Jeremy had been sleeping with students for multiple years in a row. When they would graduate, he would break off the relationship.
(One student from the class of 1996 had wanted to marry him.)
All of the girl students had a crush on him.
Jeremy was about 6'3", with a slim, but athletic build. Short blonde hair. Blue eyes. A square jawed male model type face. And a 9 inch dick that would stretch out a Magnum sized condom and balls bigger than chicken eggs.
Jeremy was at Schnucks one afternoon, when he saw Lauren Webb from behind. Everyone knew that girl from her build and that back side, with those square shoulders that were constantly struggling to hold up that massive chest she had.
Jeremy normally targeted the slimmer, tall girls. But Lauren Webb was an oddity.
Lauren happened to stop in the isle and turn around.
Standing behind her, Jeremy had been admiring her developed hourglass rump in tight Levis.
Seeing him kind of startled her at first. Lauren was never repulsed by Jeremy. It was just the automatic thoughts of knowing his reputation of bedding multiple teen girls and basically getting fired from his job just a few weeks ago.
*This was quite a local scandal in 1997-98.
Lauren wore a polo shirt that clung for dear life around her massive chest. Her chest heaved and swayed from nervousness: knowing this man in front of her was looking at her like a Scoundrel Trex.
Jermey stuck out his hand and said hello.
Lauren not knowing what to do, accepted his hand shake and felt some slight skin prickling up her back and neck.
Lauren has large, expressive ocean blue eyes and thick, medium length brown hair.
Jeremy could not help but steal a glance into her large, round eyes. Then look down at her stupendous chest.
Lauren knew exactly what he was staring at. She gulped as she let his hand go. Looking down, she could see he had a large crotch bulge.
(She knew all the stories and rumors about Mr. Brauer. And now she could start to understand why this man had apprently slept with so many younger women.)
Sensing a slight bit of uneasiness: Jeremy asked Lauren if she was ready to go off to college?
"Oh YEAH!," Lauren exclaimed. "Mom and dad sold our house. I am getting out of Belleville and I am ready to start college. What are you...uh gonna be up to, Mr. Brauer?"
Jeremy, being recently unemployed and thankful to not be a convicted felon replied, "You know, with all of the things that have happened in the last year, I have not had time to think about it. I applied to a couple schools in Chicago. A change of scenery might be nice."
"Chicago sounds pretty cool, Mr. Brauer. Hope it works out for you. I need to get some stuff for mom. So I better get going. Nice to...uhh..see you again." Lauren quickly turned away and breathed deeply. Processing her encounter with this man. She was not disgusted. She actually found him very attractive. (Jeremy was not a sleazy man. He just liked younger, shy girls. And his confidence, rugged good looks and secret deformity of having a very large penis, made these girls go into heat for him.)
Jeremy filled his cart and walked out of the store, right after Laurn did.
Lauren was bent over, putting groceries into her trunk.
Jeremy saw that heart shaped ass across the parking lot.
Jeremy pushed his cart up behind her and stared down at that big butt and talked directly to her wide ass: "What are you doing later?"
In shock, she knew exactly where this was going: "I don't know yet. Mom is making supper early tonight."
Jeremy asked if she wanted to go get ice cream?
"Where at?" Lauren replied very calmly.
"Dairy Haven, in Caseyville. They have orange sherbert."
Lauren never tried it, so she was game.
Jeremy told her he would pick her up at 8pm.
Lauren asked if he already knew where she lived?
Jeremy looked right into those ocean eyes and said yes, he did.
Lauren closed the trunk and said ok. She would be waiting for him.
Getting into her car, she wondered what she was getting herself into?
8 O'clock came.
Jeremy pulled up outside Lauren's house. (Jeremy had a mint 1989 Chevy Silverado short bed, with a 5 speed manual.)
Jeremy got out and opened the door for her.
Hopping in, she said oh! Its a stick!
Jeremy said yeah, can you drive one?
Lauren said no, while looking down at Jeremy's balls imprinting through his pants.
"Don't worry, I will teach you later," Jeremy said with a slight grin.
Sitting in the parking on Jeremy's tail gate. Lauren ate a few bites of her orange ice cream. Almost immediately, she got a massive brain freeze.
Rubbing her head really hard. Jeremy reached over and pulled her over his lap. Lauren laid over him as the older man firmly massaged her forehead. Jeremy reached over with his left arm and put it around her waist and pulled her in tight to his stomache and gently carresed her tummy and down the front of her thigh.
Instinctively, she knew he was not some mean, bad person like all of her freinds' mothers made him out to be.
Lauren put her hand on his hand and played with his fingers.
Jeremy looked down at her breasts restricted in that tight bra she had on. Her breasts being mushed straight out at a 90 degree angle. He moved his arm up and gently rubbed it across the bottom of her bra cups and lifted them with slight pressure.
Lauren felt very safe with him.
Jeremy noticing her orange sherbert basically melted, suggested the go cruise for awhile.
Illinois has a lot of farm fields and rolling hills with winding, country roads. Taking Lauren to a secluded spot where an old farm house used to be tucked away from the road, Jeremy took occasional glances as the girls chest bounced up and down from the bumps.
Pulling up to his secluded spot, they had a really good view of the stars.