I am high school teacher at a large suburban school. I do not need to tell you that
many of the teachers I work with could easily be classified as nerdy, especially many of
the women. The school breaks its faculty up by department similarities, and since I teach
history, my department shares a faculty office with the English department.
Most of the English teachers are women, but only a few are remotely attractive.
However, few of the women are not only cute, but have massive tits. Adding to the pleasure
for the guys, especially the group of us that would not be considered nerdy, the three
girls love to flirt, even though they each are married.
The one that was the object of most of my attention, and the rest of the guys
admired her also, was the short little blonde, Christy. She was only about
five-foot-two-inches and maybe weighed one-hundred pounds. Her hair was cut in a gorgeous
little bob. When she wore a skirt, it revealed very thin toned legs. Her sleeveless shirts
revealed the same thing about her arms. In fact her entire frame was petite and in great
shape. The only thing not small on her were her tits, which had to be at least a d-cup.
Christy knew the guys admired her, and she flirted a little, but she was much more
reserved than the other cute girls. In fact, the other girls often engaged in a little
office play with some of the guys, but Christy never seemed to have any office-hookup
rumors surrounding her.
Last semester, I shared my prep hour with her, and we often found ourselves talking
about anything and everything. Toward the end of the semester and right before Christmas,
our discussions centered on sex. We talked about everything: how much we had with our
spouses, biggest turn-ons, and other things.
When the topic of group sex came up, I told her my wife and I had at one time had
many group encounters and that my wife was, at one time, a sex goddess. I told her how
much I had enjoyed it, but my wife had decided the group thing was not for her. This I
told her, however, did not really stop me from seeking out sex with other women. A few
times, when my wife went out of town, I had sex with other women without my wife’s
knowledge.
After telling Christy this, I could not wait for her reply. She told me she had
only fantasized about having a group encounter, but, while she and her husband had
discussed group sex, he did not seem into actually doing it.
That was the last real conversation we had last semester. Soon after, the semester
ended, and then we had different conference hours. We resumed our normal flirting just
like everyone else in our little group in the department center.
Then, toward the end of February, Christy pulled me aside privately and asked me
when the next time my wife was going to be out of town. As luck would have it, I told
Christy she would be out of town the first weekend in March and asked why she wanted to
know. What she told me shocked me and instantly got me excited.
Christy explained that she had surprised her husband, Kevin, with another woman for
a threesome on Valentine’s Day. She explained that Kevin was in heaven for the entire
evening, and Christy said it was more erotic than she could have ever imagined watching
her husband fuck another woman. Now, she explained further, it was Kevin’s turn to watch
her fuck another man and that she wanted that other man to be me.
It took me all of about one second to tell her yes. It took another second for me
to get hard. She obviously noticed because her eyes became fixed on my crotch. She just
smiled and told me that I had to wait, but as she left, she gave my hard cock a little
squeeze.
The next week was the longest of my life. I was so excited to get the opportunity
to fuck my hot coworker, but I also had to try to be as normal as possible around her. In
addition, I was more than a little anxious about how Kevin would be during this encounter.
In all my other group experiences, as I was fucking someone’s wife, my wife was fucking
her husband. In that arrangement, no one was watching and getting jealous.
As the time got closer, I began to wish that they had invited my wife also, but she
would not have gone, and there was no way I could tell her what I was planning on doing
while she was gone.
That Friday, Christy gave me a little note with directions to their house and to be
there around seven. Of everything I have ever done in my life, I was never more nervous
than I was driving to their house. I was at once excited to get to fuck Christy but
deathly afraid of Kevin’s reaction to all of this.
Racing through my mind were thoughts of him getting jealous and killing all of us.
Of course, I knew that was ridiculous, but my paranoia was on the verge of having me call
them to cancel and just turn around and go home.
I got to their house right on time and somehow managed the nerve to go to the door
and ring the bell. Kevin answered the door, and I noticed he was as uneasy and nervous as
I was. This did not help my nerves at all. He invited me in and asked if I wanted a drink.
I told him I would have a beer, while at the same time I was unconsciously sizing him up.
He was about the same size as me, but I knew if he went into a jealous rage I would have
no chance.
I followed him into the kitchen where he gave me a beer. It tasted very good since
there was absolutely no saliva in my mouth. He told me Christy was still upstairs getting
ready and that he was fine with what was going to happen. However, his voice was unsteady
and it was obvious his nervousness was matching my own.
For the next fifteen or so minutes, we drank a few beers very quickly and forced
some uneasy small talk. Finally the main star of the evening arrived from upstairs. When
Christy showed up in the kitchen, I could not take my eyes off of her. She was wearing a
grey silk bathrobe that stopped very high on her thigh. It was loosely tied off at her
waist forming a v that exposed the flesh between her tits. The only things really covered
by the robe were her actual tits, ass and pussy.
She was also the only one in the room that seemed relaxed about the upcoming
evening and soon had the proceeding moving to the living room. Completely in charge, she
told me to sit on the chair in the middle of the room and for her husband to have a seat
on the couch to my left.
After I took my seat, she got a small piece of fabric off the coffee table and
moved behind me. She grabbed my arms and pulled them behind the chair where she bound my
wrists together. Now, I was almost overwhelmed with nerves because if he went into a
jealous rage, I could do nothing to defend myself.
When she went over to the stereo to turn it on, I peaked over at Kevin, and he was
just sitting there with what seemed to be a blank stare. My pulse was racing and my nerves
were keeping my cock from becoming erect. I could feel it was completely limp.
After she turned on the stereo, she slowly walked over to me so I could get a good
look at her. She straddled my lap and kissed me, forcing her tongue half way down my
throat. The kiss seemed to ease my nerves some and began to get some movement for me going
down below.
Soon she was kissing my ears and neck while slowly grinding her hips into mine. She
pulled back and pulled my shirt over my head, which actually bound me more when she pulled
it down my arms. She then began to kiss my chest. As she did so, she slid to her knees and
began kissing down my navel while she was removing my shoes and socks.
I could feel my cock becoming excited, but it was soon halted when I looked over at
her husband who seemed to have the same blank stare on his face as he watched us.
Christy, however, was oblivious to her husband as she unbuckled my jeans and slid
them off me, leaving me only in my navy blue string bikini underwear which was covering my
cock that was only one-quarter erect, despite the obvious sexuality occurring in the
living room.
Being exposed, except for my underwear, seemed to weigh on my nerves even more,
because, while I knew Christy was into this and wanting to fuck me, I still could not get
a read on her husband, and we were getting closer to the time where he may not handle the
situation well.
Christy brought my wandering mind back to her when she stood up in front of me and
removed her robe. For four years, I had dreamed of seeing her tits, and now they were
exposed right in front of me. Her tits were every bit of a d-cup, and yet still were very
firm, obviously due to her working out. Her nipples were a deep purple and also very
large, and at the moment, very erect. My eyes worked down to her stomach, which was very
firm and petite and complimented by a ruby red belly button piercing. A very small black
thong string bikini was all that covered her. It was so small it only covered her pussy,
but it drew attention to her pussy because the panty had a small letter c right in the
middle of the fabric.
She returned to my lap and kissed me some more. Soon she was force feeding her tits
into my mouth. I could feel myself becoming more hard when she was grinding into my hips,
but it would be a lie to say more nerves had relaxed. She again slid to her knees and in
the same action pulled my underwear down to the floor. Now I was completely naked,
sporting about a half erection. I may have been able to get myself harder by stroking my
cock, but my wrists were still bound.
Christy began to kiss my inner thighs and my balls. She commented that she had no
idea I kept my balls shaved and she seemed to enjoy the soft feel of them in her mouth
because she spent quite a lot of time kissing them. She then moved and licked the length
of my shaft before putting taking my somewhat hard cock into her mouth.
As she was blowing me, I looked over at Kevin who still just sitting there. I was
really hoping he was going to do something that could ease my nerves because the best I
could get was about three-quarters hard despite Christy really being good at sucking a
cock.
Christy did not seem to mind the fact that I could not get all the way hard,
because she stood up, grabbed a condom off the fireplace mantle, and wrapped my cock with
it. Then she undid the fabric that bound my wrists. Standing before me, she lowered her
thong to the floor, exposing a perfectly groomed pussy. She was completely shaven except
for a small patch of fur about a half-inch above her clit.
Standing over my lap, she prepared to take my cock into her. The nerves again kept
me from being completely erect, and I was somewhat unsure if I could enter her in my state
of half-erection. However, her pussy was so moist, my cock easily into it as she sat down
on my lap.
With my hands free, I was able to feel her naked skin and caress her beautiful
tits. I pulled each to my mouth to lick with my tongue as the pace of her hips quickened.
I could feel myself becoming more hard as she rode my cock, but again I noticed Kevin had
not moved from the couch nor had his facial expression changed.
She continued to quicken the pace until she was bouncing up and down on my cock.
This, to my pleasure, made her tits bounce up and down right in front of my face. No
matter how hot this scene was for me, I was not close to cumming because my nerves were
not allowing me to. However, my stamina made me feel like a seasoned pro.
While I was not close to cumming, Christy was soon climaxing. As she came, the
muscles in her pussy contracted around my cock, which helped me get closer to full
erection. Soon she was motionless on my lap as she tried to catch her breath. She gave me
a very deep passionate kiss and it was during this kiss that my nerves completely relaxed.
Not because I had made her cum, but instead I noticed that her orgasm had gotten Kevin to
remove his clothes. He was now naked on the couch and slowly stroking a very hard cock.
Knowing that he was turned on by what he saw completely relaxed me, and within
seconds I was completely hard inside Christy. With confidence I stood her up and tenderly
moved her to her back on the floor. I then dove my tongue into her sopping wet pussy. Her
orgasm had filled her with sweet juices that I began to lap up with my tongue.
I ate her pussy for a few minutes until my throbbing cock could not take it any
longer ...
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