My 11th grade biology teacher, Mrs. L, was a veyr beautiful blonde headed women in her late 20's.About a year earlier she got married but it never stopped any of us from looking at her.Mrs. L had a small waist, huge breasts38d and a nice tight soft place.

In class I used to fantasize about sucking her perky tits and toying her sweet softness.

One day as class was ending, Mrs. L called my name and asked that I see her after school.So when the day ended I stopped by her class.

She wanted me to take a test that I missed while I was away on vacation.I agreed to stay that day and take it.I was breezing through the test until I came to this one question....I had no clue.Mrs. L saw that I was having trouble and came over to where I was sitting.She jumped up on the lab bench and crossed her legs.She was wearing this tight blue shirt with these short tight skirt which made me have an instant hard on.From there on, I was having trouble concentrated on the test.She kept giving me hints but I was to busy staring at her breasts.I think she knew I wanted herbut she kept on flirting with me.I said to her "I don't get this" and she replied "yes you do, I know you do.You were the only one in the class that understands this." Just then she put her hand on my leg and started to rub it.I couldn't believe it.I don't know what made me do my next move but I put my hand on the inside of her leg and started to rub.She smile and gave me a wink.I was in heaven.So I started to go further and started to rub her softness.

She said "Enough of these games" and took my hand and lead me to the supply room.

By this time my thingy was harder than chinese arithmetic.Once in the supply room, she looked at me with a smile and said "do you want to see these" pointing to her breasts....

yes I murmered."what about this" pointing to her softness.....

again I said yes.I just couldn't believe it.The women I have been dreaming about was actually seducing me.She then walked over to where I was standing and put her hand on my throbbing length and began to massage it through my jeans.

She undid my belt and unzipped my pants.She took a step back and unbuttoned her shirt, undid her bra letting loose two of the most beautiful tits in the world.Her nipples were as big as pencil erasers.She then procceeded to take off her skirt and panties, so I started to take off my clothes.In a stern voice she told me to stop.She moved real close to me and stuck her hand down in my boxers and pulled out my rock hard thingy.With the other hand she slid my jeans and boxers off as I watched them fall to my feet.

She then told me to sit on the table as she knelt down and took my shoes off and sliding my jeans and boxers completely off.In her perfect Mrs.

L voice she demanded that I take off my shirt.She looked at my hard chestI worked out alot and said very nice as she began to kiss my stomach.I was speechless.

There was nothing to say.She was in total control and I loved it.When she put my thingy in her mouth and began to stroke and rub my balls, I knew that there was no women who could suck thingy any better than Mrs.

L.She must have sucked my length for atleast 10 mins.With a smile on her lips and in a sexy voice she said "Now I am going to ride that big thingy of yours until I cum." By god thats what she did...

five times she cummed.I then made her bend over on the table and I put my hands on her tight soft place and played her some more.

What surprised me the most is the way she cursed.Everytime I hit her softness or soft place real hard she call me all kinds of names.

Nothing is sexier than having your biology teacher screaming, "Play the shit out of me, you horny motherplayer." I never did finish that test that afternoon.We played a few more minutes and got dressed.As we were putting our clothes on I said "wait, you pleasured me but I never did anything for you." She said "not to worry about it, " but I picked her up and put her soft place on the table.I said "There has always been something I wanted to do to you" and she said "what." I said I want to toy that softness of yours, " so she spread her legs wide open and I must have toyed and sucked that softness for another 15 minutes. That next day in class we both acted as nothing ever happened.

As a matter of fact she was so cool that she was acting cold.

If it had not been for the note on the bottom of my test she returned at the end of class, I could have spent the rest of my life wondering if what happened really did happen.The note on my test read, "You seem to be having a hard time concetrating in class, call me tonight so I can set up a time to tutor you.

" Signed, Your biology teacher, Mrs. L.