1. The Teacher


    Date: 8/25/2017, Categories: Fiction, Erotica, Female/Female, Job/Place-of-work, Lesbian, School, Written by women, Author: Paige Turner, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    might have been just a close friend or anything, time had jaded my memory and it was hard remembering exactly how intimate the kiss had been. That, however, was my one and only bit of encouragement I could take into today’s attempt. My second problem was that she is my English teacher, so even if she did like girls and I was able to seduce her nothing could come of it because it would be illegal, even though I was above the age of consent she would get into a lot of trouble and most likely lose her job. However, after 3pm I would no longer be her pupil. I still had no idea if she would react badly or not but I had to try, if I didn’t I’d hate myself forever. Every day at school I’d listened to her beautiful voice as she called out the class register in a morning (she’s also my class’ main form tutor.) During English classes I’d watch every movement she made, when she spoke to our class or read through whatever book we were studying at the time I’d dreamily let her voice travel through me and focus on her lips, every little curvature seemed to be intensely erotic to me, often the actual words escaped me and I rarely took notice of what she was actually saying. What really made my heart flutter was her smile; it would light up even the darkest room, many nights I had laid in my bed imagining kissing her smiling lips and running my fingers through her short blonde hair. I wanted to taste her mouth and feel her warm tongue rub against mine, I yearned to run my tongue over her ...
    beautiful lips, would she keep smiling while I did it? Would she give out a contented sigh if I kissed my way up her neck and pulled her tightly against my body, our breasts pushing together and my knee rising up between her thighs…? A knock on the bathroom door followed by a voice brought me crashing back to earth. “Are you gonna be much longer in there? I want to use the shower when you’ve done!” “I won’t be long Becky,” I shouted back through the door. “I’m just finishing my hair, should be about five minutes.” “Ok, I’ve put the kettle on!” Becky shouted back at me. “Call me when you’re done.” Becky is my little sister, she’s only 9 months younger than me but it’s easy to tell that I’m the eldest, she’s 5 feet and 3 inches tall and I’m closer to being 5 feet and 8 inches tall, so she’s my little sister in every sense of the word. She would have to wait a little bit longer to use the bathroom though, I wanted to look as close to a supermodel as possible today, if I was to have any chance at all with Miss Sullivan I’d have to look at my very best, which was the main reason I was dressed in this new way. As I mentioned before, Becky is my little sister, she wasn’t at school today because her year group (the one below me) had broken up the day before, and so I’d been able to borrow some of her clothes. I ditched my normal baggy long sleeved white shirt in favour of Becky’s short sleeved shirt. Of course it was smaller than my own shirt but not by a massive amount, Becky wore her ...
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