The History of the Mob - A Teacher Fantasy

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The setting: A history class in surburban Chicago.

The characters:
Ms. Emma Stanzioni: The History Teacher, 25 years old, 5'9", 120 lbs., slim lithe frame, long legs, 38DD breast (yes, they're fake), shoulder-length honey-blond hair with toasted-almond highlights cut in a tousseled shag

Mr. Carmine Stanzioni: Emma's husband, 44 years old, a made-man, high ranking member of the Legarti crime family, former mob enforcer.

Mr. Jamie Wilkes Forrester: 18 years old, student in Ms. Stanzioni's class, captain of the football team, and honors student.

Ms. Stephanie Wilcox: 18 years old, student in Ms. Stanzioni's class (currently failing), head cheerleader, Jamie Forrester's girlfriend.

The setup: I'll be playing Emma Stanzioni. She's as naive as they come because after five years of marriage to Carmine, she still thinks he is a legitimate businessman. He throws enough money at her to keep her from asking too many tough questions. Whatever Emma wants, Carmine pays for including a boob job and a college education so she would have something to do. The Stanzioni's live a wealthy lifestyle, but Emma is completely in the dark as to the source of their fortune.

IC: Emma had to come in early again today. Mid-term tests were coming up next week and she hadn't even started preparing the test. This was always difficult for Emma. She wasn't really familiar with the material and she had to spend long hours looking up right answers.

Gosh, Emma thought to herself, when I decided to go into teaching, I thought it would be more fun. Just show a few filmstrips, send the kids to the library, and get summers off. Hah! I shouldn't have let Carmine talk me into teaching. I am so bored I could scream... Emma closed her eyes and tried to think about something more pleasant. Jamie Wilkes Forrester. Now, he was something worth fantasizing about. Mmmmmm, such young good looks, not at all like her husband. She imagined seducing the student - her eyes flipped open then narrowed. One person made that impossible. Ms. Stephanie Wilcox, a potentially tasty treat in her own right. She was Jamie's girlfried. She'd squeal if Emma tried to steal her man.

Just then, Emma looked down at her open gradebook and a thought struck her like lightening. Stephanie was failing her class! Stephanie wouldn't graduate if she didn't pass history. Maybe there was a way to work some excitement into her life.

The bell rang. Emma usually wore ulta-fashionable suits to school, like those on her favorite show "Ally McBeal. They showed a lot of leg and cleavage. It gave Emma a rush to think about all those young, horny eyes watching her. She hoped Jamie was watching as she strode to the blackboard, swinging her hips with extra emphasis.
 
OOC: I'll play Stephanie

IC: Mrs. Stanzioni walked into the room. I twiddled my pen and looked over at my boyfriend Jamie. I was so glad to have him, he was so sweet, and sexy. I smiled at him, and looked up at Mrs. Stanzioni who was straightining out papers on her desk.
 
OOC: I'd like to play Jamie.

IC: I smiled back at Stephanie, thinking "That smile could make Antarctica melt." I broke my gaze and looked to the front of the room where Mrs. Stanzioni was sitting, messing with some papers. I let my eyes fall down to her breasts, those things were HUGE, and she knew how to show them off. Oh, how I fantasized about banging the hell out of her. But I had Stephanie, and she did her job (a good one at that).
 
Emma

Look at them, smiling at each other - Young Love..." Emma thought to myself. She sighed. Time to get this show on the road.

"Class, today we will be watching a filmstrip on the 'Marshall Plan - The Savior of Europe'" Emma read from the film canister. She set up the projector, darkened the room, started the monotonous filmstrip, and walked back to her desk. It wasn't long before heads started dropping down on desks and snores could be heard throughout the classroom.

"Jamie, would you please come up here," Emma gestured for the student to come to her desk. She opened her gradebook as a pretext but her real intention was to start her seduction.

"Jamie, I've been going over your grades and they are excellent. I'd like to talk to you after school today. It's about a very special project that I think you might be interested in. It's sort of an alternative study course. Can you meet me in my room right after school?" As Emma spoke, she played with a long pendant she wore around her neck. Doing so drew attention to her cleavage which was exactly what Emma intended.
 
Carmine (the made man)

OOC: If it seems appropriate I will chime in. I can be REALLY nasty!
 
Jamie

I stood next to Mrs. Stanzioni's desk, listening to her compliment my grades. Then, she told me she had a "special" project for me and that she would like me to meet her in her room after school. I arched an eyebrow in confusion, but agreed, trying so hard not to stare at her cleavage. She smiled and told me to return to my seat.
 
Emma

OCC: Now that we have all the characters, I'd like to give my idea of the general direction for this story. I had thought it would be fun for Emma to seduce Jamie. She has a lot of fun with Stephanie as well when has to enter into some nc (or not) sex out of blackmail. Carmine begins to suspect then finds out what Emma is up to. He reveals his mob career choice in whatever way Thor feel would be fun. Emma offers up Stephanie to Carmine as a sacrifice. After all, his wife is already 24. He has a taste for young blond things.

This is NOT written in stone, merely suggestions. Modify as you like.

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Later that day....
IC: Emma was releaved. Her day was finally over. Fishing in her purse, Emma pulled out her cell phone. She dialed her husband and got his voicemail. She left a message saying she might VERY late. Emma babbled about having to prepare for midterms and having to find American history facts. She desperately hoped she sounded convincing.

That unpleasant chore done, Emma pulled out a pocket mirror. She reapplied her coral lipstick, then she undid the combs that secured her hair in a french twist. Her honey-colored mane tumbled to her shoulder. She shook her head to give her hair a wild, touseled look. She unbuttoned another button on her blouse. The tops of her breasts were clearly visiable as well as the lacy edge of her champagne colored bra.

Emma scooted out her chair. She put her feet up on the desk and crossed her long legs. "Not very ladylike," Emma thought. She lowered her legs to the floor and crossed them again. "Much better."

Emma grabbed a magazine. She sat back, waiting, waiting like the spider waits for the proverbial fly..., a "Mona Lisa" smile on her face.
 
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Jamie

Finally, end of the day. I had began to make my way out to my car when I remember that Mrs. Stanzioni had wanted to see me.

"Shit!" I moaned. Everybody gave me a concerned look, "I forgot, I've gotta go see Mrs. Stanzioni. She wants me to do some special project." I shrugged and ran back to school.

I got to her class room and knocked on the door. "Yes?" I opened the door and closed it behind me. "Hey, sorry I'm late, almsot forgot," I said with a smile, "What's this project you want me to do?"
 
Emma

"Jamie, sit down," Emma said as she gestured for a chair. She got up and closed and locked the door. She pulled up a chair and sat down next to Jamie.

"Now, Jamie, I asked you to stop by today for a very special reason." Emma licked her lips and continued. "For the remainder of the semester, I would like to start working very closely with you on the project I mentioned."

Emma paused, and then put her hand on Jamie's knee.
"This project means a great deal to me."
Emma's hand moved an inch higher on Jamie's thigh.
"I think it would mean a great deal to you to."
Emma's hand inched higher.
"The subject of this project is, of course..."
Emma's hand was less than an inch from Jamie's cock.
"My intense attraction to you."
Emma allowed her hand to caress the student's hard prick. For the first time, she looked into his eyes to gauge his reaction.
 
As soon as she put her hand on my knee I had a hard on. I wasn't really sure how to react when she started rubbing my dick. Morally, I wanted to resist, she was a married woman after all, and I had a girlfriend, but DAMN, those breasts! that body! those eyes! I couldn't help myself.

"I...mmm...I ... ok." I said just before I leaned forward to kiss her.
 
Emma

Mmmmm, Emma thought as Jamie kissed her. She relished the taste of his tongue in her mouth. She kissed his back, hard, sucking on his tongue. Then, she broke off the kiss.

"I'm glad to see you're interested, but I can see some doubts in your eyes." Emma knew she had to handle this delicately, with velvet gloves.

"I know that you know I'm married. Let me put those doubts to rest. My husband is almost twenty years older than me. I just married him for his money. Besides, he married me when I was eighteen and now that I've turned twenty-four, I think he might be getting tired of me." Emma traced Jamie's jawline with her index finger. "Even if he's not, my husband doesn't ever need to know about our little project." Emma reached out her tongue to take the same path her finger just took.

"And, I know you have a girlfriend, Stephanie Wilcox. I wouldn't mind if she became part of our project. You certainly chose a beautiful girl. If Stephanie isn't willing or poses a problem, let's just say I've got some leverage to convince her... to do... anything," While she was speaking, Emma got up and straddled Jamie. She began to move her hips, causing her panties covered pussy to grind against him.

Emma got up and walked over to her desk. She pulled open the top drawer, and pulled out a card which she handed to Jamie. "This is the address and directions to a motel about five minutes from here. Meet me there in 30 minutes, ask for Ms Smith's room. If you want, tell Stephanie to meet us there, too." With utter and complete confidence, Emma picked up her bag and strode from the room.

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30 min. later, "The Sweet Sleep Motel"--
Emma couldn't wait for those 30 minutes to pass. She had driven like a mad woman to get here. Now, time was up. Would Jamie show up? Would Stephanie? Would she be willing? Emma couldn't wait to find out.
 
Stephanie

Jamie walked over to me looking very flusterd. I looked down at his pants and noticed a bulge. I leant against him and grabbed at the bulge, but no one else noticed.

"what's this?"I asked.
 
I walked out to my car, completely confused. My hard on hadn't gone down, but I was too out of it to notice. Stephanie greeted me with a grab to the crotch and asked "What's this?"

I put my arms around her waist and pressed my hard on against her. "Come with me." I opened the door to my car for her and shut it after her. I ran to my side, started the car, and peeled out of the parking lot.

"Slow do...Wait...this isn't the way to my house." Stephanie said.

"I know... we're gonna go meet somebody somewhere." I smiled.

"Uhhh..."

I just smiled and placed my hand between her thighs, rubbing her crotch on the outside of her pants... getting her ready. She let out a cracked moan and slumped in the car seat.

We arrived at the motel.
I went inside, talked to the guy at the desk, got the key and went to the room he told me to. Dragging Stephanie behind me the whole time. Then, I opened the door to the motel room.
 
Stephanie

I followed Jamie into the hotel room. 'hmmmm not a bad idea' I thought, 'but who were we meeting?'...I looked into the room and found Mrs. Stanzioni. I looked at Jamie questioningly.
 
Emma couldn't help but be pleased. Jamie had brought Stephanie. She smiled the grin of the Chesire cat. "Hello, Jamie. I see you've brought Stephanie. Why don't you two sit down, so that we can bring Stephanie up to speed," Emma said as she gestured toward the tacky plastic chairs.

Emma looked at the beautiful blond girl and narrowed her eyes slightly before she spoke. "Stephanie, I am going to be blunt. I want Jamie, and by his showing up here, I know that he wants me. Now, I know that you are his girlfriend which is why I requested that Jamie bring you along.

"Don't look at me like that Stephanie," Emma said. "This is going to happen whether you like it or not, you really don't have a choice in the matter. You have a few options, however." Emma could see she had Stephanie's full attention.

"One, you can let me have Jamie and walk away. Two, you can join us, you're sexy as hell." Emma picked up a lock of Stephanie's hair, stroked it with her thumb. "Or three, you can decide to be a bitch about this and try to make things difficult." Emma dropped the lock of hair and looked intently at Stephanie.
 
I stood up and walked behind Stephanie's chair. I started massaging her shoulders while she thought about it, slowly working my hands into her shirt, then lower, and lower, and finally I had my hand on her breasts.

"Hopefully, this should make up her mind." I thought.
 
Emma was angry! The girl was taking an awfully long time to decide. She was going to give Stephanie just a few more minutes before she scooted the almost catatonic girl out the door. She wanted Jamie, damnit! She wanted him NOW!
 
Stephanie

I moaned at Jamie massaged my breasts. "Okay...I'll join you, besides it sounds kinky.... Ya know teacher seducing student." I closed my eyes with the pleasure of him fondling me. I was already wet.
 
Emma

Emma was pleased to no end to her Stephanie's answer. She couldn't believe her luck. "I should have tried seducing them months ago," she chastised herself. Emma spend a nanosecond more worrying about lost time, and then she walked over to the beautiful teenage girl. She gently cupped Stephanie's chin in her right hand, and turned the girl's face up to look at her.

"You have no idea how happy that makes me. Things might have gotten very nasty for you if you hadn't be so.... willing. They still might get a little nasty, but only if you want them to." Emma laughed slightly at her own joke.

Emma let go of the girl's chin and walked around Jamie so that she was standing directly behind him. As she stood on tiptoe, she kissed the back of his neck, pressing her body into his back. She reached around his hips and stroked his trapped, but hard cock through his jeans.

"I'm going to wait just a little longer before I have you, Jamie," Emma whispered in his ear. "Stephanie been such a good girl," she continued, "I think we should give her a reward, don't you think?"

Emma stopped teasing Jamie and returned to Stephanie. The girl looked up at her.

"I can see your nipples are quite hard, Stephanie. You have very beautiful breasts, you know. You don't know how many times I admired them when you would come into my class. Very distracting, actually. I would imagine seeing them... naked. Imagine how you nipples looked. I though about sucking them. Running my tongue over their soft hardness."

As Emma said these words, she took Stephanie's hands in her own and gently pulled the girl into a standing position. Jamie's hands stopped their ministrations. "May I open your blouse and remove it and your bra?" It wasn't a question really. Emma was going to do it whether Stephanie said yes or not.

Emma freed Stephanie's blouse from her waistband and unbuttoned it. She quickly removed it and admired how seductive the girl's breasts looked in the pretty bra she wore. "Enough of this," she said out loug as she removed the teenager's bra. Emma gasped. Stephanie breasts were magnificant and her mouth watered.

Jamie was still standing behind Stephanie, watching the two women intently. Emma signalled to him with her eyes to remove the rest of the girl's clothing before she lowered her head and began to lick the tip of one of the girl's luscious nipples.
 
Stephanie

I gasped when she licked my nipple. She did it so lightly. Jamie pulled down my skirt and my thong and rubbed my ass, pincing the cheeks. He took one of his hands and massaged my cunt, every so often touching my clit.

He insirted one of his fingers. I leant back against him. I moaned lightly. It felt so good. Mrs. Stanzioni bit lightly at my nipple and I gasped again.
 
I fucked Stephanie's cunt with my fingers rapidly, she was soaked. Her moans had me harder than a rock. I moved my head in and flicked her clit with my tongue quickly. Her eyes rolled back and her breathing became rapid. I had to restrain myself from jacking off.
 
Emma

Emma took Stephanie by the hand and led her to the bed. Despite being covered by chintzy motel sheets, the bed was king size and would suit her needs nicely.

"Stephanie, this is all for you... I don't want anything right now... You don't have to move an inch... just lie back and let me look at you." As the beautiful girl climbed onto the bed and layed down on her back, Emma looked over her shoulder. "Jamie, why don't you make yourself comfortable. I'll be with you in just a few minutes."

Emma turned back to the girl. She sucked on two of Stephanie's fingers, taking them into her wide mouth and fluttering them with her practiced tongue. Emma surrounded each nipple with five adept, caressing fingers that delicately teased them up into two hard points. Only when Stephanie began to sigh, did Emma finally fasten her mouth on one nipple with luxurious leisure, flicking the point of her tongue over first one, hot, hard nubbin and then the other. She spent long, long minutes without ever leaving those sweet nipples. Her mouth pulled on them and bathed them with swift strokes of her entire tongue until they were stimulated to a point just below pain. Only then did Emma stop.

Emma looked at Jamie with eyes, flaring with passion, as she quickly removed her own clothes.

Stephanie's own eyes were closed, Emma noted. She cradled the girl's head in one slender arm. With the other, shereached down and ran her fingers as lightly as possible, so that their touch was barely perceptible, yet maddeningly arousing, over the delicate swell of her, down to just above the blonde tangle of pubic hair.

Emma moved then, with the grace of a dancer and straddled the teen's body. She had one knee planted on either side of Stephanie's luscious hips. She sat back on her heels and devoted herself to gliding her fingertips down Stephanie's slender thighs and calves, all the way down to her rosy toes. Back up again, her fingers traveled. She avoided the pubic curls with absolute discipline. She saw Stephanie's hands come to life. One of them captured Emma's hand and pulled it toward her mound. The girl was lifting her pussy up toward her.

Emma freed her hand and whispered, "No, no, you can't have it yet..." The teacher began to caress the soft skin on the inside of Stephanie's thighs. Her fingers reached higher and higher until they were fluttering just at the rim of the pubic tangle. Stephanie moaned imploringly and opened her legs. Emma saw the slick glisten of wetness on the offered lips. Her own pussy was so heavy and congested that she could scarcely restrain herself from grinding it into the girl, but she held back. She crouched low and began to blow gently on Stephanie's silken hair, parting the curls with her breath, until she could see her student's swollen clit. Then she reached out with her tongue, and...
 
Stephanie

I was so wet...I couldn't stand her teasing me...It was torture. She finally licked my clit. An electric shock just went through me. I put my hands behind her head and grinded her face into my pussy.

She took her toung and stuck it up my cunt, toung fucking me. I could feel myself coming to a climax...Her licks became more rapid.

"ohhhhhhh....I'm cumming!!!" I screamed as I climaxed.
 
I stood there, drooling. Before me was my perfect girlfriend getting eaten out by my beautiful teacher. I slipped my jeans off my legs and kicked them against the wall. Involuntarily, I put my hand in my pants and massaged my pole.
 
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