After School Instructions from His Teacher
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Chris was leaving his last class for the day when Amy Roberts..Ms Roberts. Called him to her desk and asked his to stay for a few minutes. Chris was nervious, he had been staring at Ms Roberts legs and breasts all day, actuall every day for the past 6 months, and was afraid that she had noticed.
Chris has had a few grilfriends but is still a virgin.
Chris has had a few grilfriends but is still a virgin.
Amy Roberts
I have been a high school teacher for almost ten years. I was just 25 when I started.
I found it hard at first to ignore the looks from the senior boys. The testosterone level running high. Their flirty smiles and winks. The little comments I would hear about how I looked. I changed how I liked to dress back then wearing very conservative clothing. I was not much older than them and struggled to resists some of them.
As time moved on I became more secure with myself. I dress in the style I like but still in the bounds of the school policy on pofessional dress. Sometimes I think I come right to the edge but never have been questioned by the principle.
My life outside school is a little different story. In public I try not to draw attention to myself. You never know when you will run into a student or their parents. I do have a wild side which could cost me my job if it was ever discovered by the school board.
Chris is one of the the seniors in my English class. He would do very well if he would apply himself. He just has no interest in the material he has to read for class. As of now he is failing my class. If he does he will not graduate. That would be a shame since he does so well in Science and Math. Some how I have to find something that will get his creative juices flowing.
The last class of the day for me. We are talking about Robert Frost poems. As I look around the room some students are right with me. Asking questions and making thier own observations. Others in the class struggle to keep their eyes open. Chris just seems lost in his own world. He just stares with a semi dazed look in his eyes. He is not sleeping but he also has no clue on what we are discussing.
I know the bell is about to ring ending class. I move to my chair behind my desk and take a seat.
" All right gang. I want you to read the next two poems in your book. Then right one full page of what you made of it for each poem."
Just as I finished the bell rang ending class. It did not take long for the room to empty out.
I caught Chris's eye and asked him to take a seat. I needed to talk with him. He let out a loud moan of disgust but took a seat. After the last student left the room I closed the door behind her.
" Chris...do you want to graduate?" I asked
" Yes Ms Roberts I do."
" Do you know you are failing this class and you need it for graduation?"
" I can pull it out can't I?" he asked.
" You can if you turn the work in I gave you."
" I hate reading this required stuff Ms Roberts. It puts me to sleep. I read a couple of pages and out I go. It just sucks."
" It may not be what you like but you will learn in life you will have to deal with things you don't like. You can not just ignor it."
" So what can I do?" Chris asked.
" I will make a deal with you. I want you to graduate. You have to much going for yourself. You do tonights homework."
" Is that all Ms Roberts."
" No that is not all. If I am going to help you on my time you have to do a little extra for me."
" Like what Ms Roberts?"
" If you want me to give you extra help you also have to turn in another report. This one on something you like. "
" What is that Ms Roberts?"
" You paid no attention in class today. You had somthing else on your mind. You were lost in your own thoughts. I want at least two pages on those thoughts."
" I don't think I can do that Ms Roberts. It was .......well nothing I can write about."
" You can if you want my help and you want to pass. I will see you tomorrow with all three papers."
I have been a high school teacher for almost ten years. I was just 25 when I started.
I found it hard at first to ignore the looks from the senior boys. The testosterone level running high. Their flirty smiles and winks. The little comments I would hear about how I looked. I changed how I liked to dress back then wearing very conservative clothing. I was not much older than them and struggled to resists some of them.
As time moved on I became more secure with myself. I dress in the style I like but still in the bounds of the school policy on pofessional dress. Sometimes I think I come right to the edge but never have been questioned by the principle.
My life outside school is a little different story. In public I try not to draw attention to myself. You never know when you will run into a student or their parents. I do have a wild side which could cost me my job if it was ever discovered by the school board.
Chris is one of the the seniors in my English class. He would do very well if he would apply himself. He just has no interest in the material he has to read for class. As of now he is failing my class. If he does he will not graduate. That would be a shame since he does so well in Science and Math. Some how I have to find something that will get his creative juices flowing.
The last class of the day for me. We are talking about Robert Frost poems. As I look around the room some students are right with me. Asking questions and making thier own observations. Others in the class struggle to keep their eyes open. Chris just seems lost in his own world. He just stares with a semi dazed look in his eyes. He is not sleeping but he also has no clue on what we are discussing.
I know the bell is about to ring ending class. I move to my chair behind my desk and take a seat.
" All right gang. I want you to read the next two poems in your book. Then right one full page of what you made of it for each poem."
Just as I finished the bell rang ending class. It did not take long for the room to empty out.
I caught Chris's eye and asked him to take a seat. I needed to talk with him. He let out a loud moan of disgust but took a seat. After the last student left the room I closed the door behind her.
" Chris...do you want to graduate?" I asked
" Yes Ms Roberts I do."
" Do you know you are failing this class and you need it for graduation?"
" I can pull it out can't I?" he asked.
" You can if you turn the work in I gave you."
" I hate reading this required stuff Ms Roberts. It puts me to sleep. I read a couple of pages and out I go. It just sucks."
" It may not be what you like but you will learn in life you will have to deal with things you don't like. You can not just ignor it."
" So what can I do?" Chris asked.
" I will make a deal with you. I want you to graduate. You have to much going for yourself. You do tonights homework."
" Is that all Ms Roberts."
" No that is not all. If I am going to help you on my time you have to do a little extra for me."
" Like what Ms Roberts?"
" If you want me to give you extra help you also have to turn in another report. This one on something you like. "
" What is that Ms Roberts?"
" You paid no attention in class today. You had somthing else on your mind. You were lost in your own thoughts. I want at least two pages on those thoughts."
" I don't think I can do that Ms Roberts. It was .......well nothing I can write about."
" You can if you want my help and you want to pass. I will see you tomorrow with all three papers."
Chris
Chris
I could not believe the mess I got myself into this time. My English teacher Ms. Roberts caught me day dreaming in class again and wants me to write Two extra papers one paper about my daydreaming and the other about something I like doing. The paper on surfing was easy; My real problem is the second paper because I was daydreaming about her.
Last summer I was walking on a rather secluded beach, one of my favorite surfing spots, on Cape Cod when I came around a dune and saw someone sunbathing naked. I froze for a second and just stared. Then when my whit’s came back to me I noticed that it was Ms Roberts, the English teacher for the Sr. Class at my high school-my teacher after the summer! I could not believe my eyes. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen; I had seen naked women in magazines but never like this and never someone I knew. That first day I watched her for about an hour and then ran home locked myself into my room and masturbated thinking about her.
Well anyway all summer long I kept coming to that spot to see if she would be there, some days she was other she wasn’t. When she was not there I would hit the waves. She was all I could think about that summer and the image of her nude sunbathing is all I can think about in class. Now she wants me to write a paper about that…what the hell am I going to do, I need this class to graduate! She is going to know if I am lying to her and hand in a bogus paper. And if I am going to fail I might as well fail telling her the truth. Guess the only thing I can do is Write the paper about last summer with all the details about watching her sunbathing and swimming in the nude, rubbing the tanning oil over her body, but I think I will leave out the time I caught her playing with herself.
The next day Ms Roberts asked for all papers at the beginning of class. I turned in the regular homework and the surfing paper, but not the daydreaming paper. At the end of class Ms Roberts called me to her desk again.
“ Chris I just looked at al the papers that were handed in at the beginning of class and did not see the special assignment that I asked you to do for me”
“I know Ms. Roberts I did not want to hand it in with the other papers in case some of the other students saw it.”
“Why would you be worried about that Chris?”
“ Ms. Roberts, you have to promise not to be mad at me after you read it” You also have to promise me that you will not tell anyone not even my parents about it”
“Chris I promise I will not get mad at you or tell anyone?”
“ Ok, here it is”
I reached into my bag and handed her the paper.
Chris
I could not believe the mess I got myself into this time. My English teacher Ms. Roberts caught me day dreaming in class again and wants me to write Two extra papers one paper about my daydreaming and the other about something I like doing. The paper on surfing was easy; My real problem is the second paper because I was daydreaming about her.
Last summer I was walking on a rather secluded beach, one of my favorite surfing spots, on Cape Cod when I came around a dune and saw someone sunbathing naked. I froze for a second and just stared. Then when my whit’s came back to me I noticed that it was Ms Roberts, the English teacher for the Sr. Class at my high school-my teacher after the summer! I could not believe my eyes. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen; I had seen naked women in magazines but never like this and never someone I knew. That first day I watched her for about an hour and then ran home locked myself into my room and masturbated thinking about her.
Well anyway all summer long I kept coming to that spot to see if she would be there, some days she was other she wasn’t. When she was not there I would hit the waves. She was all I could think about that summer and the image of her nude sunbathing is all I can think about in class. Now she wants me to write a paper about that…what the hell am I going to do, I need this class to graduate! She is going to know if I am lying to her and hand in a bogus paper. And if I am going to fail I might as well fail telling her the truth. Guess the only thing I can do is Write the paper about last summer with all the details about watching her sunbathing and swimming in the nude, rubbing the tanning oil over her body, but I think I will leave out the time I caught her playing with herself.
The next day Ms Roberts asked for all papers at the beginning of class. I turned in the regular homework and the surfing paper, but not the daydreaming paper. At the end of class Ms Roberts called me to her desk again.
“ Chris I just looked at al the papers that were handed in at the beginning of class and did not see the special assignment that I asked you to do for me”
“I know Ms. Roberts I did not want to hand it in with the other papers in case some of the other students saw it.”
“Why would you be worried about that Chris?”
“ Ms. Roberts, you have to promise not to be mad at me after you read it” You also have to promise me that you will not tell anyone not even my parents about it”
“Chris I promise I will not get mad at you or tell anyone?”
“ Ok, here it is”
I reached into my bag and handed her the paper.
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Amy Roberts
Chris handed me his paper. Two pages as I requested. I added it to the pile of papers I had collected from the class.
" Thank you Chris. I will see you tomorrow in class. After class I will tell you if I will continue to give you more extra help."
Chris turned to leave the room. At the door he turned back saying " No one else can see that paper." He closed the door behind him.
On the ride back home I wondered what he could have written about. What do guys his age think about. Woman and sex. I did not think he would turn a paper in like that. Would he?
I placed my nights work on the kitchen table. I turned on the tea kettle. I went into my room and changed from my work clothing. I wanted to be comfortable so I slipped into a t shirt and cut off shorts.
With my tea in hand I sat at the table and worked my way through all the reports. I set Chris's work aside. After a quick dinner I read and graded the last reports. Then I read through Chris's regular reports. They were not great but they were ok. At least he handed them in this time. That was a step in the right direction.
Before I read Chris's extra reports I showered and changed in to my nighty. To bad I was the only one to see it on me right now.
I read the report Chris did on surfing. It was excellent. Well written. Very descriptive. He made me feel I was there on the beach. I was right. All he needs is something that interests him. I gave him a A for that work.
Now the one I was dying to read.
" walking on my favorite beach......" Ok this is not a surprise.
".....seeing a naked woman....." I figured it might have someting to do about sex.
As I read on I again felt like I was there with him. His words flowed. His description how he masturbated got me aroused. I read it again and again. Letting my fingers slide up my thighs and under my nighty until I was touching myself. I worked myself to an orgasm in a short time.
" Oh my God!!!" I said to myself as I read the end of his paper. This paper is about me. If anyone ever found out I would be let go.
I was worried about what could happen if anyone found out about my private life. I was also excited knowing how Chris felt about me. When I finally feel asleep I had an erotic dream about Chris and I.
Classes went slowly the next day.
When Chris arrived for his class. The last of the day. Neither one of us could make full eye contact.
The bell rang ending the class for the final day of the week. The last student cleared the room leaving Chris and I alone.
I gave Chris back his paper on surfing first.
Chris looked at it with a shocked look on his face.
" You gave me an A"
" Yes" I said. "It was very well written. I knew you could do it. Now if you could do it like that on your regular work."
I handed him back the regular assignments he did.
" C's are not bad" he said.
" No they are not bad but you can do better but it is a start."
" Where is my other paper Ms Roberts?"
" I left it home. I could not chance anyone seeing it."
" You will not tell anyone will you Ms Roberts?"
" I can't tell anyone. We would both be in trouble."
I felt the heat in the room more and more. I stood up and removed the jacket I had on over my white button down blouse.
" I gave you a grade of A for that paper also. It was very arousing."
Chris's face turned very red.
" Do you want more extra work Chris?" I asked as I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse. " The heat must be way up in the building right now." I said.
Chris stared as he answered. " Yes I would like to have more extra work. I need to pass"
" It is Friday. Can you meet me tonight at the movie theater in Holderness."
" That is a bit out of the way" Chris said.
" I can not be seen by anyone with you. I have to go out of the way."
" I can meet you" he said.
" Good. I will meet you there at nine o'clock."
I returned home and showered. I changed my clothing. I slipped into a red silk tank top that showed a little more then I would dare to in class. I wore a rather short black skirt.
I arrived at the theater just before nine. Chris was there waiting for me.
They were showing two movies that night. One of my very favorite erotic movies " 9 and 1/2 weeks" also a late XXX feature.
" We going in here?" Chris asked.
" Yes" I said. " After you see these movies I want you to write about them for me. That will be your next extra credit work."
We entered the darkened theater. We had the place almost to ourselves. I lead Chris towards an area no one was sitting around.
The movie began. Chris sat in his seat leaning away from me.
One of the parts of the movie I enjoy came up. The food scene. I felt my nipples harden under the silk material of my top. I also felt a dampness in my panties. I moved my hand onto my thigh and slowly moved it up and down until I let my fingers slip under the bottom of my skirt. I was already very aroused and my favorite part of the movie was comming up. The scene in the stairwell and the rain.
Chris's eyes moved from the screen to me. Trying not to let me see him looking. Each time he looked my way I became even more aroused.
" Are you enjoying the movie Chris?" I asked.
Chris handed me his paper. Two pages as I requested. I added it to the pile of papers I had collected from the class.
" Thank you Chris. I will see you tomorrow in class. After class I will tell you if I will continue to give you more extra help."
Chris turned to leave the room. At the door he turned back saying " No one else can see that paper." He closed the door behind him.
On the ride back home I wondered what he could have written about. What do guys his age think about. Woman and sex. I did not think he would turn a paper in like that. Would he?
I placed my nights work on the kitchen table. I turned on the tea kettle. I went into my room and changed from my work clothing. I wanted to be comfortable so I slipped into a t shirt and cut off shorts.
With my tea in hand I sat at the table and worked my way through all the reports. I set Chris's work aside. After a quick dinner I read and graded the last reports. Then I read through Chris's regular reports. They were not great but they were ok. At least he handed them in this time. That was a step in the right direction.
Before I read Chris's extra reports I showered and changed in to my nighty. To bad I was the only one to see it on me right now.
I read the report Chris did on surfing. It was excellent. Well written. Very descriptive. He made me feel I was there on the beach. I was right. All he needs is something that interests him. I gave him a A for that work.
Now the one I was dying to read.
" walking on my favorite beach......" Ok this is not a surprise.
".....seeing a naked woman....." I figured it might have someting to do about sex.
As I read on I again felt like I was there with him. His words flowed. His description how he masturbated got me aroused. I read it again and again. Letting my fingers slide up my thighs and under my nighty until I was touching myself. I worked myself to an orgasm in a short time.
" Oh my God!!!" I said to myself as I read the end of his paper. This paper is about me. If anyone ever found out I would be let go.
I was worried about what could happen if anyone found out about my private life. I was also excited knowing how Chris felt about me. When I finally feel asleep I had an erotic dream about Chris and I.
Classes went slowly the next day.
When Chris arrived for his class. The last of the day. Neither one of us could make full eye contact.
The bell rang ending the class for the final day of the week. The last student cleared the room leaving Chris and I alone.
I gave Chris back his paper on surfing first.
Chris looked at it with a shocked look on his face.
" You gave me an A"
" Yes" I said. "It was very well written. I knew you could do it. Now if you could do it like that on your regular work."
I handed him back the regular assignments he did.
" C's are not bad" he said.
" No they are not bad but you can do better but it is a start."
" Where is my other paper Ms Roberts?"
" I left it home. I could not chance anyone seeing it."
" You will not tell anyone will you Ms Roberts?"
" I can't tell anyone. We would both be in trouble."
I felt the heat in the room more and more. I stood up and removed the jacket I had on over my white button down blouse.
" I gave you a grade of A for that paper also. It was very arousing."
Chris's face turned very red.
" Do you want more extra work Chris?" I asked as I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse. " The heat must be way up in the building right now." I said.
Chris stared as he answered. " Yes I would like to have more extra work. I need to pass"
" It is Friday. Can you meet me tonight at the movie theater in Holderness."
" That is a bit out of the way" Chris said.
" I can not be seen by anyone with you. I have to go out of the way."
" I can meet you" he said.
" Good. I will meet you there at nine o'clock."
I returned home and showered. I changed my clothing. I slipped into a red silk tank top that showed a little more then I would dare to in class. I wore a rather short black skirt.
I arrived at the theater just before nine. Chris was there waiting for me.
They were showing two movies that night. One of my very favorite erotic movies " 9 and 1/2 weeks" also a late XXX feature.
" We going in here?" Chris asked.
" Yes" I said. " After you see these movies I want you to write about them for me. That will be your next extra credit work."
We entered the darkened theater. We had the place almost to ourselves. I lead Chris towards an area no one was sitting around.
The movie began. Chris sat in his seat leaning away from me.
One of the parts of the movie I enjoy came up. The food scene. I felt my nipples harden under the silk material of my top. I also felt a dampness in my panties. I moved my hand onto my thigh and slowly moved it up and down until I let my fingers slip under the bottom of my skirt. I was already very aroused and my favorite part of the movie was comming up. The scene in the stairwell and the rain.
Chris's eyes moved from the screen to me. Trying not to let me see him looking. Each time he looked my way I became even more aroused.
" Are you enjoying the movie Chris?" I asked.
Chris
Chris
I was extremely nervous when I came to class the day after turning in my report. Class seemed to last forever and for the first time Ms Roberts did not even look at me, this was the first time that I had not fantasized about her sexually instead I saw her yelling at me.
When class was over she handed me back the report and said that it deserved an A, and that she found it arousing… I could not believe my ears my head was spinning and I got an instant hard on. I had no idea what to say and was convinced that she noticed the bulge in my pants. It also did not help when she took off her jacket and unbuttoned two buttons on her shirt. On one had I was relieved that she was not angry but on the other hand I could feel the pressure increase in my balls.
But she was as concerned as I was that no one find out about the paper. She explained that we could both get in trouble if anyone found out about the paper, and that we both agreed to not tell anyone.
Then Ms. Roberts offered to give me more extra help so that I could pass the class, but that we would have to do it away from school where no one we knew would see us. I agreed to meet her at the movie theater in Holderness that evening.
For the rest of the day all I could think about was Ms Roberts. After school I ran home wanting to lock my door and beat off thinking about her on the beach again but my mom had other ideas, I had to mow the lawn and wash her car. Although it felt like agony that I could not go to my room alone, the chores did keep me busy until it was time to meet Ms Roberts.
I got to the movie theatre in Holderness at about 8:45, but was not sure why we were meeting at a theatre. When I saw what was playing 9/12 weeks and a XXX movie I was hoping that the movies had something to do with it…. but I was convinced that was just my overactive 18yr old imagination…Boy was I wrong…and happy!!
When Ms. Roberts showed up she looked amazing. I had never seen her in cloths like this before. She had on a tank top that really showed off her breasts and a tight low cut leather skirt. Now it is not like I have never seen this woman naked before, but this was something else! I mean she looked like the sexiest woman I had ever seen.
When I asked her what we were doing here she said that we were going to watch the movies and that I was going to write about them for her. My eyes nearly popped out and I thought my cock was going to pop out of the top of my shorts it got so hard.
I noticed that the theater was mostly empty but we still sat all by ourselves, I was not quite sure how to handle myself so when the movie started I kind of leaned the opposite direction of Ms. Roberts. But as the movie progressed I noticed that she had slipped one hand under her skirt and that it was moving around under there. Every time I though she noticed me looking at her I would quickly look back at the screen.
I could not believe I was in the theater sitting next to this beautiful woman, who happen to be my teacher, and she was had a hand up her skirt…I mean I saw her masturbate on the beach before but this time she was right next to me… A electric charge was running through my body, my balls were aching and I whished that I had taken care of it earlier in the day instead of doing my chores.
Now we had not spoken to each other while the movie was playing, but about the 7th time I snuck a peak at Ms. Roberts, she looked right in my eyes and asked me a question?
" Are you enjoying the movie Chris?"
I mumbled out a weak answer
“ Umm Yes Ms Roberts”
“ What would you say has peaked your interest so far?” She asked me as she snuck a quick peak at the bulge in my shorts.
“ Well… I liked when they were both in the kitchen and how sensual they were with each other. I also like the last scene in the rain, it was extremely passionate”
“ Chris, make sure you remember the details of those scenes cause I want you to give a detailed account of them”
“But Chris, what else have you enjoyed about the movie? And be honest.”
“ Well the way that you have been aroused by the movie Ms. Roberts. I noticed that you had slid your hand under your skirt and that at times I could hear you breathing”
“ I did not think women got aroused by movies like these”
I could see her smile and what I thought was a little twinkle in her eyes when I said that…but it was too dark in the theatre to be sure.
Chris
I was extremely nervous when I came to class the day after turning in my report. Class seemed to last forever and for the first time Ms Roberts did not even look at me, this was the first time that I had not fantasized about her sexually instead I saw her yelling at me.
When class was over she handed me back the report and said that it deserved an A, and that she found it arousing… I could not believe my ears my head was spinning and I got an instant hard on. I had no idea what to say and was convinced that she noticed the bulge in my pants. It also did not help when she took off her jacket and unbuttoned two buttons on her shirt. On one had I was relieved that she was not angry but on the other hand I could feel the pressure increase in my balls.
But she was as concerned as I was that no one find out about the paper. She explained that we could both get in trouble if anyone found out about the paper, and that we both agreed to not tell anyone.
Then Ms. Roberts offered to give me more extra help so that I could pass the class, but that we would have to do it away from school where no one we knew would see us. I agreed to meet her at the movie theater in Holderness that evening.
For the rest of the day all I could think about was Ms Roberts. After school I ran home wanting to lock my door and beat off thinking about her on the beach again but my mom had other ideas, I had to mow the lawn and wash her car. Although it felt like agony that I could not go to my room alone, the chores did keep me busy until it was time to meet Ms Roberts.
I got to the movie theatre in Holderness at about 8:45, but was not sure why we were meeting at a theatre. When I saw what was playing 9/12 weeks and a XXX movie I was hoping that the movies had something to do with it…. but I was convinced that was just my overactive 18yr old imagination…Boy was I wrong…and happy!!
When Ms. Roberts showed up she looked amazing. I had never seen her in cloths like this before. She had on a tank top that really showed off her breasts and a tight low cut leather skirt. Now it is not like I have never seen this woman naked before, but this was something else! I mean she looked like the sexiest woman I had ever seen.
When I asked her what we were doing here she said that we were going to watch the movies and that I was going to write about them for her. My eyes nearly popped out and I thought my cock was going to pop out of the top of my shorts it got so hard.
I noticed that the theater was mostly empty but we still sat all by ourselves, I was not quite sure how to handle myself so when the movie started I kind of leaned the opposite direction of Ms. Roberts. But as the movie progressed I noticed that she had slipped one hand under her skirt and that it was moving around under there. Every time I though she noticed me looking at her I would quickly look back at the screen.
I could not believe I was in the theater sitting next to this beautiful woman, who happen to be my teacher, and she was had a hand up her skirt…I mean I saw her masturbate on the beach before but this time she was right next to me… A electric charge was running through my body, my balls were aching and I whished that I had taken care of it earlier in the day instead of doing my chores.
Now we had not spoken to each other while the movie was playing, but about the 7th time I snuck a peak at Ms. Roberts, she looked right in my eyes and asked me a question?
" Are you enjoying the movie Chris?"
I mumbled out a weak answer
“ Umm Yes Ms Roberts”
“ What would you say has peaked your interest so far?” She asked me as she snuck a quick peak at the bulge in my shorts.
“ Well… I liked when they were both in the kitchen and how sensual they were with each other. I also like the last scene in the rain, it was extremely passionate”
“ Chris, make sure you remember the details of those scenes cause I want you to give a detailed account of them”
“But Chris, what else have you enjoyed about the movie? And be honest.”
“ Well the way that you have been aroused by the movie Ms. Roberts. I noticed that you had slid your hand under your skirt and that at times I could hear you breathing”
“ I did not think women got aroused by movies like these”
I could see her smile and what I thought was a little twinkle in her eyes when I said that…but it was too dark in the theatre to be sure.
Amy Roberts
The stairwell scene came up. The rain pouring down. The passionate kiss. He pins her against the wall pulling her jacket and shirt off. My fingers working the material of my damp panties between my legs. Chris showing a nice mound in his jeans.
He rips her soaking wet t shirt off as she nears orgasm.....I squeeze my legs together holding off my own.
Chris spoke softly as he answered my question about the movie.
“ Well… I liked when they were both in the kitchen and how sensual they were with each other. I also like the last scene in the rain, it was extremely passionate”
“But Chris, what else have you enjoyed about the movie? And be honest.”
“ Well the way that you have been aroused by the movie Ms. Roberts. I noticed that you had slid your hand under your skirt and that at times I could hear you breathing”
“ I did not think women got aroused by movies like these”
That brought a smile to my face. He had so much to learn about women.
" We do get aroused by movies like this."
I reached over and touched his hand that was sitting in his lap.
I could feel the hardness hidden under his jeans. With his hand under mine I rubbed our hands over his erection.
" I see you are pretty aroused also." Looking into his eyes as I spoke.
Then I moved our hands to my leg. His hand still under mine. The warmth of his hand sent a shiver through my body. I moved our hands along my inner thigh. I stopped just short of my panties but more than close enough to feel the moist heat radiating from me.
" I get very aroused watching others and knowing I am being watched."
I moved our hands from under my skirt back to his lap. Again I rubbed along his hardness. I felt it throb, wanting to be freed.
" I want you to rub yourself for me" I said to Chris.
Chris looked surprised and nervous " You want to watch me masturbate" he said with a shakey voice.
" Yes....you just watched me doing it....I saw you looking....that aroused me more. Now I want to watch you."
" Some one might see us" Chris said.
Smiling I said..." No one will see you nor care. See that couple at the other end. She is doing it to him."
Chris looked across the far end of the theater you could just make out her hand moving up and down and his reaction.
The second movie started. There was a tresome scene going on. One girl doggy style ass the guy took her from the rear. She was using a dildo on the girl in front of her.
Chris started rubbing himself through his pants. Then he opened his jeans and let his cock stand up.
" Ummmm very nice" I said to him. His tip was coated with precum, it waved in the air as his shaft throbed. I felt a surge of wetness inside myself.
Chris began stroking himself and soon was doing it rapidly.
I grabbed him my thr wrist slowing his movement down.
" Slowly Chris....do it slow.....feel the sensation....feel the pressure build....the sensitivity. Bring yourself to a peak and then let it drop off some....thats it.....bring yourself to another peak.....Ummmm feels good doesn't it?......let it slip away again.
Fell it Chris.....work it until you cannot take it anymore."
While watching Chris again I worked my fingers on myself. This time under my panties. Each time Chris neared an orgasm so did I. I ran my other hand over my breasts over my top. Spending time with my sensitive nipples.
Chris took a deep long breath in. With a very subdued moan he reached that point. He could not hold back any longer. Neither could I.
Outside the theater we said our goodbyes.
" Remember Chris I want a detailed report after class on Monday."
The stairwell scene came up. The rain pouring down. The passionate kiss. He pins her against the wall pulling her jacket and shirt off. My fingers working the material of my damp panties between my legs. Chris showing a nice mound in his jeans.
He rips her soaking wet t shirt off as she nears orgasm.....I squeeze my legs together holding off my own.
Chris spoke softly as he answered my question about the movie.
“ Well… I liked when they were both in the kitchen and how sensual they were with each other. I also like the last scene in the rain, it was extremely passionate”
“But Chris, what else have you enjoyed about the movie? And be honest.”
“ Well the way that you have been aroused by the movie Ms. Roberts. I noticed that you had slid your hand under your skirt and that at times I could hear you breathing”
“ I did not think women got aroused by movies like these”
That brought a smile to my face. He had so much to learn about women.
" We do get aroused by movies like this."
I reached over and touched his hand that was sitting in his lap.
I could feel the hardness hidden under his jeans. With his hand under mine I rubbed our hands over his erection.
" I see you are pretty aroused also." Looking into his eyes as I spoke.
Then I moved our hands to my leg. His hand still under mine. The warmth of his hand sent a shiver through my body. I moved our hands along my inner thigh. I stopped just short of my panties but more than close enough to feel the moist heat radiating from me.
" I get very aroused watching others and knowing I am being watched."
I moved our hands from under my skirt back to his lap. Again I rubbed along his hardness. I felt it throb, wanting to be freed.
" I want you to rub yourself for me" I said to Chris.
Chris looked surprised and nervous " You want to watch me masturbate" he said with a shakey voice.
" Yes....you just watched me doing it....I saw you looking....that aroused me more. Now I want to watch you."
" Some one might see us" Chris said.
Smiling I said..." No one will see you nor care. See that couple at the other end. She is doing it to him."
Chris looked across the far end of the theater you could just make out her hand moving up and down and his reaction.
The second movie started. There was a tresome scene going on. One girl doggy style ass the guy took her from the rear. She was using a dildo on the girl in front of her.
Chris started rubbing himself through his pants. Then he opened his jeans and let his cock stand up.
" Ummmm very nice" I said to him. His tip was coated with precum, it waved in the air as his shaft throbed. I felt a surge of wetness inside myself.
Chris began stroking himself and soon was doing it rapidly.
I grabbed him my thr wrist slowing his movement down.
" Slowly Chris....do it slow.....feel the sensation....feel the pressure build....the sensitivity. Bring yourself to a peak and then let it drop off some....thats it.....bring yourself to another peak.....Ummmm feels good doesn't it?......let it slip away again.
Fell it Chris.....work it until you cannot take it anymore."
While watching Chris again I worked my fingers on myself. This time under my panties. Each time Chris neared an orgasm so did I. I ran my other hand over my breasts over my top. Spending time with my sensitive nipples.
Chris took a deep long breath in. With a very subdued moan he reached that point. He could not hold back any longer. Neither could I.
Outside the theater we said our goodbyes.
" Remember Chris I want a detailed report after class on Monday."
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