The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This submission is Part 3 of a short series about a young art teacher coming out of her sexual comfort zone. Reading Part 1 and 2 first is highly recommended. There is a little reluctance involved but mostly deals with what I like to call "eventual consensual". I hope you have fun reading it. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne.
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Natalie walked bouncily back to her room after a long day of classes. Normally, teaching a full schedule of high school art courses wore her out, especially when she had to do morning and afternoon duties.
Today was different.
Today, Natalie was full of excitement about what was going to happen to her this afternoon. She didn't know what exactly, but after the past few days, she was looking forward to finding out.
The young teacher was dressed very cutely today. Wearing a white pullover top with ruffles on her short sleeves, Natalie had the bottom tucked into her skirt at her petite waist. Once again braless, her nipples were on display through the snugly fitting top as her cute little tits poked against the fabric. The young teacher couldn't help but notice the stares that her breasts were getting from the male students and staff passing her in the hallway. In truth, she was beginning to enjoy the attention.
Natalie's dress was a lovely blue green floral print. Although the skirt length went below the knee, the left side of the dress had a slit that went all the way up to her hip, teasingly exposing her shapely legs. Her shoes were the light blue heels that she wore the previous week when I had sexually interrogated her. She knew I loved it when she wore those.
The art teacher's blonde hair bounced freely on her shoulders, and her black-rimmed teacher glasses made her look as hot as ever.
As Natalie walked back to her classroom after finishing her afternoon duties, she thought about what naughty things were going to be done to her today. Her mind went back a few days to when her mentor teacher tortured her pussy with her own paint brushes and forced her to come in front of her entire class.
"Mygod that was so fucking amazing," Natalie thought to herself, "it was the most turned on I've ever been in my life."
That is...until a few minutes later when the students had left and her mentor bent Natalie over her own desk, pounding hard into her pussy with his large cock.
Now, Natalie's depths were already wet in anticipation as to what her mentor teacher was going to do to her today.
That mentor teacher was me. I was the one who made her come over and over again. The one who had fucked her on her own desk with her hands cuffed behind her back and her breasts squished on the top of the desk.
I was waiting in Natalie's classroom when she returned from her afternoon duties.
The door opened and Natalie glided inside, giving a cute little wave when she saw me.
"Hi," I said looking her over, admiring her pert nipples peeking through her shirt as well as the slit going all the way up the side of her dress.
Natalie walked over to me, wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and gave me the cutest little smile.
"I've missed seeing you today," Natalie giggled and kissed me sweetly.
"Yeah, sorry about that," I replied, "it was a very busy afternoon."
Natalie leaned close to whisper in my ear.
"I've been so horny since I arrived this morning...you're so naughty for not allowing me to wear panties today."
I pulled back and gave Natalie a confused look.
"What?"
Natalie stopped smiling.
"You sent me a text this morning and told me to wear a skirt today with no panties underneath."
I shook my head.
"No, I didn't."
"Sure you did," Natalie reached for her phone, "you told me to go all day with no panties and then meet you here after school."
"No," I insisted, "I got a text from you asking me to meet you here after school today."
We both looked at our phones and then showed them to each other, getting more than a little nervous when we realized that neither of us had sent those texts.
"Ohmygod," Natalie's voice trembled, "if it wasn't you, then who was it?"
The door to the art supply room opened, causing both of us to jump in surprise.
"It was me," came a familiar voice.
Both of our jaws dropped as we saw Matt, one of the students in Natalie's senior art class, appear in the doorway.
"Matt!" I was the first to speak, "what the heck are you doing here?"
Matt smiled knowingly at me and then locked his gaze on Natalie. She could feel his eyes undressing her.
"I wanted to see if you were planning to fuck my art teacher again," he said casually, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to say.
Natalie's mouth fell open in surprise as she glanced towards me. How did he know...and what was he planning?
I tried to bluff it out.
"I haven't the slightest idea what you are talking about."
"Don't play all innocent with me." Matt took out his phone and flipped through a few pictures he had taken yesterday. Selecting one, he turned his screen around to show us.
"I think this one is my favorite," Matt said as Natalie covered her mouth in shock.
The picture showed Natalie facing the camera, bent over her own desk, her hands cuffed behind her back, and being fucked by me from behind. I was pulling on her tussled hair, causing Natalie to raise her head, and her exposed breasts, off the table. Her teacher glasses were at the tip of her nose, her eyes were wide, and her mouth was open as if she were screaming.
We both realized that the picture was taken at the exact moment I was coming inside the young teacher's pussy.
Natalie and I exchanged looks of defeat. He had us right where he wanted us. One picture in the hands of an administrator would end both our careers.
"Okay, Matt," I tried to negotiate, "what is it you want from us?"
Matt smiled slightly at me, and then turned his attention to his sexy art teacher.
"I'm going to fuck you."
Natalie's jaw dropped.
Matt then turned to me, "...and you are going to get some great video footage of us while I'm taking her pussy."
"What?" Natalie finally found her voice, "you're a student Matt, and I'm your teacher! We could get into a lot of trouble."
"Like you two aren't already hip deep in it." Matt replied, "don't worry though, I'm going to take the risks with you."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"Here's what's going to happen," Matt explained to me. "While I'm fucking Miss Natalie, you will record video of us with YOUR phone. That way, all three of us have something on each other, and it's in all our interests to keep this between ourselves. Obviously, Natalie is a great fuck, and I want in on it."
Natalie couldn't believe how casually the three of them were discussing this. She was actually talking about fucking her student in front of her mentor teacher...who had just fucked her yesterday.
"So...why are you putting yourself at risk?" Natalie asked.
"Simple," Matt replied, "because I want you to fuck me willingly."
Natalie moistened her lips nervously.
"What if I say no?"
Matt shrugged.
"You won't. You just admitted how turned on you've been all day. I think you're too horny to refuse. Besides, you've been trying all kinds of new sexual experiences lately, it's about time you had your first threesome."
Natalie's eyes went wide.
"B-both of you?" her voice cracked.
Matt nodded.
"Ohmygod," Natalie whispered to herself, "I can't believe I'm going to do this."
"That sounds like a yes to me," Matt said walking over to his teacher. His hot, young, horny teacher.
Natalie instinctively stepped back but then stopped herself, remembering that she was going to let him do what he wanted to her.
Even though Matt was a student, he was still several inches taller than his petite teacher. Natalie submissively looked up into her student's eyes and began breathing nervously. Her breasts were rising and falling beautifully, her braless nipples straining against the thin fabric of her top.
When Natalie caught Matt looking at her breasts, she glanced down at them, her hard nipples an advertisement for just how turned on she was. She looked nervously up at Matt again, her eyes letting him know that she wanted him to take her.
Matt had always fantasized about fucking his hot teacher. Natalie figured it was probably why he signed up for art classes in the first place. She had always considered it inappropriate thoughts for a student, but he had never actually crossed that line.
Now, as she noticed me turning on the video to my phone, she realized that her student was going to cross that line by fucking her. For some reason that she couldn't explain, she wanted to get fucked just as badly. As his teacher, Natalie had told Matt what to do for years.
Now...he was going to teach her.
"Ohgod, this is really happening," Natalie said softly as her student leaned in to kiss his teacher's delicate quivering lips.
The kiss was long and beautiful. Natalie felt herself being swept away with passion as she momentarily forgot that she was making out with one of her own students. The art teacher parted her lips and allowed their tongues to explore each other's mouths.
"Damn," I thought to myself as Natalie moaned softly, "she's really getting into this."
When the two pulled out of their embrace, Natalie looked up at him with her lovely blue eyes.
"Please be gentle with me," she pleaded.
Matt smiled and whispered into his teacher's ear.
"Not a chance."
In one quick motion, Matt grabbed the front of his teacher's top with both hands and ripped it apart, exposing her very perky and firm breasts.
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"OH!!!" Natalie yelped in surprise as her hands quickly covered her breasts.
Before she could recover, Matt had grabbed the slit of her dress with both hands and ripped the fabric all the way up to her waist.
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