1. A Hidden Lesson


    Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Author: NancyAllbright, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    his seat. Thoughts of Miss Duval sprang into his mind. A couple of weeks earlier she’d taken her lesson sat on the desk in front of the class. As she was discussing the imminent college trip to Belgium, she’d crossed her legs causing her skirt to ride up and Simon had caught a glimpse of her knickers. The image in his mind was now making his cock hard as Mandy returned to the room with two bottles of beer in her hand. Handing one to Simon, she motioned with her head. “Come on, let’s go through to the lounge. It’s comfier than sitting in here all night.” Simon took a swig of his beer. What was he going to do now? He urged his cock to go down as Mandy left the room. He couldn’t stand up until his hardness had subsided, also there was nothing worse that a pair of jogging bottoms to expose a guys solid cock. Eventually he felt his erection abate as he thought about how embarrassed he would be if Mandy caught a glimpse. That evening as they sat in the lounge, the chat had thankfully turned from sexual topics to a much more mundane conversation about what bands Simon was into and what football team he supported. However, as the beers flowed, it didn’t take Mandy long to revert back to what was quite clearly her favourite subject, sex. “I remember when I lost my virginity,” Mandy said. In Simon’s eye, Mandy had needlessly decided to confide him again. “I was like a tube of Pringles,” Mandy continued. “Once I was popped, I couldn’t stop. I used to keep count of how many people I had ...
    fucked but decided to stop when I reached a hundred and twenty eight,” she laughed. “Do you think that’s slutty of me?” she asked Simon, twirling her hair around her fingers looking all coquettish. Simon shook his head, “No, not really.” Mandy drained the last of her beer from the bottle, “You’re just being kind.” Simon by now was feeling slightly pissed and he felt a burst of Dutch courage, “I think it’s horny when women know what they want.” Mandy nodded knowingly, “You’re right and I bet your French teacher knows exactly what she wants too.” Into Simon’s mind popped an image of Miss Duval with her prominent features and cropped dark hair. He’d once watched a porno and the star of the show had looked just like her. Simon had watched the film over and over again wanking until he was sure he was going to draw blood. “I bet she fantasizes about fucking you," Mandy’s eyes looked into his intently before running them across his body and back again to his face. “Not that I am saying I’d fantasise about you in the aunt/nephew capacity, of course. That would just be weird. I reckon you should have a go at seeing where you stand with your French teacher, to be honest. Nothing ventured, nothing gained and all that.” Mandy stretched her arms above her head and let out a yawn. “God, I am knackered, I think I’ll hit the sack.” She stood up a little unsteady on her feet, “I am a bit pissed.” Walking over to Simon, she ruffled his hair affectionately, “Night.” “Night,” Simon replied and ...
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