Patricia Adams taught English at a local college. She had been teaching for more than 20 years and was not a small woman. In her late forties, she was proud of her shapely, curvaceous figure, and she thought her 44DDD breasts were her best feature. She had been married for nearly 25 years to a man who traveled often on business and made a good living, but she found their relationship physically unsatisfying. Because of this, she found herself lusting after younger men and occasionally seduced and had no-strings-attached trysts with pool cleaners and other young guys who came to her house when he was away.
At the college, Patricia was well aware of the effect her figure had on the young male students, and she knew they thought she was sexy and many had wet dreams about her. However, she never crossed the line to being intimate with a student as she knew it was inappropriate and didn't wish to jeopardize her position.
Something changed, however, that fall when she got a new student named Steve. A shy 18-year-old in her freshman composition class, he was of medium height with glasses and dark, wavy hair. Patricia took a liking to him right away. She noticed that he seemed to like her as well and he didn't seem too interested in girls his own age. He often complimented Patricia on her hair and clothes. She sensed an unusual but unmistakable energy developing between them but was reluctant to act upon it.
As the semester went on, this energy seemed to intensify and she found herself daydreaming about young Steve, often going home and fantasizing about seducing him. She found it incredibly exciting that she was old enough to be his mother, and she felt an even greater lust for Steve than she usually did for younger guys. When she was home in bed, and sometimes even in class, she increasingly thought about being alone with her bright young pupil, having him nurse at her ample bosom. She instinctively sensed that as with most young boys, he needed and wanted a buxom older woman to mother and smother him with her large breasts, urging him to suck all he wanted. That she lactated and produced unusually large amounts of milk made the fantasy even more compelling.
Little did she know that Steve was having similar daydreams, going home every day and jerking off to fantasies involving his professor.
But how could she do this with a student? Patricia had always resisted the temptation, but something was different with Steve and she decided she needed, no, WANTED, to throw caution to the wind and act. She waited until a week when her husband would be out of town.
One afternoon, she asked Steve to see her after class. When he did, she asked if would mind coming to her house after school to speak in private about something that, she said, couldn't be discussed at school. He agreed, so she gave him the address and they agreed on a time.
Steve arrived right on time. Patricia was dressed much more casually than at the college, wearing a loose-fitting low-cut dress over a lacy purple bra and panties.
"Come in, Steve," she said as she closed the door behind him. He seemed nervous and was staring at her chest as he asked what she wanted to discuss. "Let's sit on the couch and talk," she said as she took his hand and led him to sit beside her.
"Do you like how I look, Steve?" she said.
"Yes, Mrs. Adams," he said.
"Well I think we both know it's time to do more than look. Come with me, Steve," she said, taking him by the hand and leading him upstairs to the master bedroom and her king size bed. With no further talk, she lifted off his shirt, unbuckled his belt, and sat him on the edge of the bed to remove his shoes and jeans. She then stood before her young student and removed her dress, revealing her bra and panties.
"I want you in my bed, Steve," she said as she turned down the covers and sat up against the headboard, several pillows behind her back. She motioned for Steve to come over and lay his head in her lap as she unclasped her bra.
"Yes, Mrs. Adams," he said.
"Come to mommy," Patricia whispered, opening her lacy bra and cradling her virginal student in her warm loving embrace across her lap. "Suck my tits, sweetheart." As she instructed Steve to nurse at her large bosom, she reached down to hold and stroke his rapidly growing erection, delighting in the chance to finally teach him what the two of them had been daydreaming about in her classroom. She looked down at her sweet boy, stroked his head and smiled as she felt the warm rushing sensation of her milk flowing through her engorged nipples into his waiting mouth. "Oh Mrs Adams, I need your milk," Steve sighed as he suckled like a hungry baby, switching back and forth between one huge teat and the other.
Their mutual passion, Patricia's nipples, and Steve's throbbing boner all seemed to be growing at once until she could wait no longer to have him inside her dripping wet cunt. She knew it was taboo and might cost her a career and a marriage, but she just didn't care. How could it be wrong for her to want this sweet, inexperienced boy so badly, she wondered as she slid her panties off and gently lay Steve on his back. She grabbed his waiting erection, threw her leg over his and sat right down on it, taking his stiff, throbbing member all the way up inside in one motion.
