When I was in tenth grade I had what you could call a special relationship with one of my teachers, Mr. L. Mr. L was young, late 20s and very attractive with a cool attitude. The guys all wanted to be like him, the girls all wanted to screw him. I thought he was cute but I had a boyfriend who kept my mind totally preoccupied until one very intense day. I had Mr. L last period and that afternoon all I could think about was finishing up the school day and going over to my boyfriend's house where we would wrestle around on his couch hugging and kissing and feeling each other up, no sex yet though. I was really happy when Mr. L announced we would be watching a video but then he said we had to take notes which made everyone groan.

After about five minutes of the video Mr. L called for me to come to his desk which as in effect at the back of the class as everyone had turned their desks around the opposite way to watch the video.

I hurried back to his desk somewhat annoyed wondering what he wanted. Mr. L. had pulled a chair next to his so that when I sat down we were both basically sitting behind his desk with all the other students backs to us. "I wanted to talk to you about your attitude in class lately, it's not like you and I was wondering if something was bothering you that I could help with?" I stared at him in surprise, he looked genuinely concerned about me. "I don't think I've had an attitude problem in here Mr. L and everything is fine." I said sharply, I mean what a nosy sensitive place. "You got D's on the last two tests and you haven't turned in the last two soft placeignments.

Are you having trouble with your boyfriend?" As he spoke to me he had leaned forward and placed a hand on each of my naked knees.

I was wearing a pretty short skirt so this made me very uncomfortable and I pressed my knees harder together. "I'm sorry I will do better on the next test I promise!" I wanted this conversation to end quickly so I could get back to my desk, Mr. L. was acting weird. "I want to help you do better in my class, you realize if you flunk this class you will have to go to summer school to make up the credits and I'm sure you don't want to do that.

" With saying that Mr.

L. pulled my knees apart and shoved one of his own knees between them to hold them open. I looked at his face in surprise not quite sure what to do. I glanced at the other students but they still had their backs to us and were oblivious to what was going on. "I don't want to go to summer school!" I said quickly while trying to get my knees back together. A devlish grin appeared on his face now and even at my young unexperienced age I knew he was manipulating me but not wanting to spend my summer in a stuffy classroom I relaxed my knees and allowed his hand to snake up between them. "Good girl." He said so quietly I barely heard him. Mr. L.

began to massage my virgin softness through my panties causing me to get quite breathless and spread my legs wider open. "Do you like this?" Mr. L. asked me and I nodded without making eye contact.

He grabbed my hand and placed on his crotch, he felt huge compared to my boyfriend and very hard. He held my hand in place while he worked his fingers inside my panties. "You're wet, are you still a virgin?" He asked me breathing heavy as he rubbed my hand over his crotch. I nodded yes as his fingers pushed inside me. I knew he was going to give me an orgasm if he kept doing this and I desperately wanted this. He started to rub his thumb on my personal place fast while still working my hand on his crotch and I started to cum hard biting my cheek to keep from crying out.

Mr. L. pulled his hand from my panties and toyed his fingers clean. "Oh you taste sweet." He said grinning. "Tonight you are coming over to my house and I will teach you how to make me cum and then I'm going to toy that little virgin softness of yours and give you an even better orgasm than that one.

" He told me to go back to my seat and I hurried back my cheeks burning hot.....