New pants please

As she sat in front of the class and crossed her legs, she felt a tingle between them. It was always such a rush; knowing how short the skirt was, knowing how badly the boys wanted to peek up it, and most of all knowing that all of them would explode in their pants if they knew she was going commando.

She often daydreamed about how much fun she could have with them if it weren’t for the fact she would definitely lose her job and probably end up behind bars. But as long as it was her own, harmless fantasy, there was no real problem.

She often played with herself at night thinking about sitting exactly where she was now and just parting her legs…

Oh, those poor hormonal time bombs in her class. How could they possibly hope to handle a woman like her? Flashing her bare pussy at them, knowing none of them would have the control to satisfy her.

She would just lean back as they stared, panting in desperation and as she looked at them one by one, they would all pop for her, helplessly shooting their loads in their pants in front of her.

“Oh dear, boys…” she tutted as she eyed the growing wet spots all over their pants. They blushed and hung their heads in shame at their lack of control.

“NAUGHTY BOYS!” she declared, smacking her pointer down on the desk. She loved the cracking sound it made as it hit the desk, picturing herself as a stern dominatrix about to spank them all. It often had the effect of triggering some of the more masochistic boys in her class and causing them to bust in their pants in front of her. She had even caused a couple to wet themselves in detention which amused her to no end.

“I am very disappointed in all of you right now…” she continued, “how will you ever hope to satisfy a woman like that?!” She sighed and continued to tease them, “I hope that’s not all you have to offer me?” she challenged provocatively. She smiled slyly as they looked on nervously. “Well… I suppose I could give you all at least one more chance to impress me…”

She began by slipping her perky tits out of her dress, caressing her nipple as she did so. “I’m sure with the right motivation, you should be ready to go again in no time…”

She unbuttoned her top and began to strip for her class. Already they would be staring, mouths agape, with their cocks hardening again in their cum soaked boxers.

As she tossed her top aside she smiled coyly at them. “There we go… looks like you’re almost ready to go again…”

She turned back to them and kept them at bay. “But not just yet; seems like all of you need to work on your control a little. No touching yourselves until I say so. You need to sit down and behave properly when I am talking to you. If I don’t feel like you all respect me, then you’ll be in a lot of trouble.”

As she finished pulling her dress off, Tyler reached out to grab her ass. She pulled away as she felt his hand.

“Uh uh… no hands!” she giggled. “That is not appropriate Tyler. You can’t just grab your teacher’s ass like that, no matter how irresistible it may be…”

“I think you need to be taught a lesson young man… now strip…”

Tyler was out of his clothes in a heartbeat. 

“Before I’ll give any of you permission to grab my ass, you’d better be ready to kiss it. And I don’t want to hear anything from the rest of you about it. You should all be ready kiss your teacher’s ass every lesson; now get to it young man!”

As Tyler buried his face in her fleshy cheeks and began to worship her ass and pussy she moaned with pleasure. “Very good Tyler, keep going… don’t let me down again…”

Back in the classroom, she could feel her pussy was in some serious need of actual stimulation. As enjoyable as it was passing the time in exams by fantasising, it had unfortunately made her incredibly horny. So now here she was, all wound up with no way to finish herself off.

As she touched up her lipstick, she looked over to see Tyler was in a similar situation; clearly pent up and in need of release. Perhaps she would help him out later. How unfortunate for him…