All adult men are so different in so many ways. However, all grown men have one thing in common. We all have erotic memories of our favorite teacher that gave us a hard on all day in class. For me, it was Mrs. Brown. She brought out the best in some of us as students, but she also brought out the nasty side in some of my fellow students. It was 1963. Senior year in high school. Just turned 18. Skirts were short and sweaters were tight.
I am 70 years old now but I can distinctly remember many things about Mrs. Brown. She was probably in her 30's. I can remember her brown hair piled up in a classic beehive 1960's hair style. I can remember her somewhat rough complexion as a result of childhood acne. Oddly enough I can still smell her unique perfume and that she always wore pantyhose or nylons. I could tell by her open toe shoes.
But most of all I remember her high, firm mature tits under the very tight sweaters that she always wore. I wasn't the only one who noticed. All my class mates were also were obsessed with her body and how vulnerable she always seemed to be.
We took turns keeping her distracted so some of us could sneek a peek down her blouse or get an upskirt look while she was bending over helping other students at their desks. We all sucked up to her hoping to be her favorite student so we could get close enough to her to smell her intoxicating, cock stiffening perfume, and maybe get a chance to glance down her low cut sweaters and blouses. Some of us let our sexual obsession get the best of us, including me.
Most of us knew that Mrs. Brown had a romantic relationship going with coach Jeremy. Coach Jeremy was also a math teacher at our high school. He and Mrs. Brown would usually disappear at lunchtime for at least an hour. As I mentioned earlier, Mrs. Brown had become an obsession for a couple of us so we decided to find out what she was doing with Coach Jeremy every day at lunch.
One day during lunch period a couple of us decided to position ourselves at various locations so we could monitor Mrs. Brown. It turned out everyday she would always go to a storage room next to the principal's office. She looked over her shoulder to make sure nobody was watching then opened the door and went inside. A couple minutes later coach Jeremy did the same routine and entered the storage room and then locked the door from the inside.
So now we knew where Mrs. Brown and Coach Jeremy went every day at lunch. Now we needed to know what they were up to. We would find out soon enough.
Later that day after school, we checked out the storage room. It was quite large with many isolated areas that would provide us with cover to view the entire area. We decided that five of us would get to the storage room early the next day and take our places to watch Mrs. Brown and Coach Jeremy. We didn't know it yet, but we were about to get a lesson of a lifetime.
We all noticed that Mrs. Brown was looking extra sexy that day. Her skirt was shorter than usual and she had a very tight button down blouse tucked in her skirt totally highlighting her large tits. She was wearing nylon stockings as usual with high-heeled shoes, which accentuated her calves and thighs. Most of us guys had full-blown boners through most of the morning. She was obviously dressed up for coach Jeremy.
When the lunch bell rang, we hurried out of the classroom so that we could get to the storage room before Mrs. Brown arrived. We went inside and settled in to our viewing positions not knowing what to expect. We made extra sure to remain totally still and quiet. After a few minutes Mrs. Brown entered the room.
She started to prepare herself for Coach Jeremy's arrival. She started to slowly unbutton her blouse and pulled it out of her waistband. Our cocks were growing harder with every button. When she finally took off her blouse to hang it up I thought I was gonna go crazy. Her large mature tits were being supported by a nice black lace bra. Her erect nipples were poking through the openings in the lace bra.
She next reached around to the back of her skirt, unzipped it, and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing a nice matching pair of lace black panties. She was also wearing nylons stockings attached to her panties with garter belts. She left her high heeled shoes on.
After a few minutes coach Jeremy entered the room. He had a reputation of being a no nonsense, disciplinarian type of guy. Some of the students and teachers were intimidated by him. So was Mrs. Brown. Coach Jeremy and Mrs. Brown embraced with a deep tongue kiss. Coach Jeremy reached down and grabbed Mrs. Brown's ass cheeks with both hands and lifted her off the floor as he aggressively gripped her ass making her yelp.
Coach Jeremy took a step back and then did something we did not expect. He grabbed Mrs. Brown around the throat with his left hand and viciously ripped off her bra and threw it in the corner next to where I was hiding. Mrs. Brown's mature tits and rockhard nipples were on full display for us to appreciate. Mrs. Brown said, "Jeremy please be nice, I told you I am sorry that I cheated on you." Coach Jeremy responded, "Fuck you slut, you will pay the price."
Jeremy began to slap Mrs. Brown's full bossom milkers back-and-forth, making them dance like half full water balloons. She winced with every slap and finally told him to stop. He was just getting started with Mrs. Brown.
While he still kept his hand around her neck, he reached down and grabbed the waistband of her black lace panties and literally ripped them off her ass and shoved them in her mouth. He then deep tongue kissed her to ram her panties farther into her mouth until she started to gag. They could both feel the texture and the taste of her panties for lunch. We thought he was going to beat the shit out of her. However, we were all focused on her full bush.
