Archive-name: Affairs/patrick.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: Patrick First of all, I am thirty-four years old, married and a schoolteacher. My home sex life is rather dull, which accounts for the vivid imagination that I've managed to develop over the years, especially as I work with many gorgeous young women. My fantasies always revolve around some of my students, who are aged from sixteen to eighteen. Being a confirmed "ass man" I am constantly distracted by the lucious curves all around me at school. I imagine that the girls are all ready and just waiting for me to make the first move. I pick out one girl, and during the class, while the rest of the students are working, I move over casually to this student and start talking with her about her work. While talking I will absentmindedly stroke her hair, and she will respond by resting her head on my hand, carefully so that nobody will notice. We are both quickly becoming excited. She knows what I want, and she wants it too. By this time I am becoming hard, and she will notice and push her chair back a little so that her shoulder is pressing against my erection, where she rubs it with little movements. In turn I point to her work in front of her and manage to brush against her breast "accidentally". The risk of somebody noticing what we are doing makes it all the more exciting to us. By this time we are both so horny that it must become noticeable, so I back off and suggest that she come with me to a storeroom to get some materials. The rest of the class continues working. When we get to the storeroom I lock the door and then turn to her. She is waiting, roused, but not knowing what to do as I am the first man that has affected her this way. We kiss delicately, and then I turn her back to me and pull her to me. At first she doesn't understand why, but when I start touching and fondling her breasts and nipples she sees the advantages of this position and presses back against me. Then I slowly work down to her clitoris and the tension builds up in her until I finally reach under her jeans and panties and rub my finger between her slit. It is wet now and juicy with anticipation. She is frantically pushing and rubbing her ass against my cock by this time, and I'm almost bursting. I undo her jeans button and unzip her fly, while at the same time she has reached behind her and is undoing my zipper and stroking my erect cock. It's size scares her for a while, and I have to gently persuade her that she can take it in. By this time she is really hot, so she pushes is between her legs and guides it so that I can shove it into her quickly. We fuck quietly and excitedly, standing up, with her back still to me, with an added thrill from the fact that anybody may come into the storeroom at any time. She reaches down and fondles my balls while I excite her nipples and clitoris simultaneously. We both come together, and it's like the end of the world. When we walk out of the storeroom later, both of us are flushed and yet trying to appear normal. While this may appear to be a quite ordinary fantasy, for me it became a fact about six months ago, and the student and I became lovers (and are still lovers). We fucked whenever we could, and there are a suprisingly large number of places around a school where one can meet and fuck. I was her first lover, but she became a very willing pupil, and learned all that she could about fucking, anal and oral sex. We've tried just about everything, and she loves it all, as I do. We both particularly prefer oral sex, as there is something really relaxing about just laying back recieving pleasure from a person who is really devoted to you (just as it is equally relaxing to give pleasure to another whom you love, without violent movements to distract.) So I think that I'm extremely fortunate in being able to live out my fantasies in real life. How many others can say that? --