Female Teacher Got Undressed
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - The biggest turn on of all for me was that she knew it! When she was writing on the board she’d made it a point to reach up several times to make notes above her original sentences. Each time she did her skirt raised even higher. There was no way Miss Ross wasn’t aware of the effect a hot cougar like herself had on a room full of eighteen year old guys.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Anal Sex Cream Pie Masturbation Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Teacher/Student
Not only because it seemed more than a bit playful, but her lips were painted a deep red, making them more luscious than ever and as I looked into her big expressive brown eyes, she winked.
“Well come on in, you know the way.”
She turned and when she headed down the hallway in front of me, I felt my mouth drop open. The dress was as short as the damn skirt I’d pictured her in my story. The red material wasn’t reaching more than a few inches below the cheeks of her ass and while I stared at the backs of her long smooth thighs, I wondered if she could even bend over in it. Following her into her living room my eyes wandered down her long shapely legs and with a start I noticed she was barefoot.
Miss Ross entered her living room and I saw that where she had usually pulled all the chairs into a circle, they were spread out around the room. Walking over to the love seat in front of the window, she paused to pick up a glass of wine and a folder I assumed had our stories in it. That was different, I’d never seen her drink at these things, usually we had soda or iced tea. I stood in the middle of the room, unsure of where to sit and watched while she pulled the shade down that was over the loveseat.
Turning she sat down in the corner of the love seat and when I started to sit in the armchair across from her she shook her head and pointed to the other side of the love seat.
“Come sit over here Alex.”
I started over then stopped when she raised her right leg and crossed it over the left. She’d raised her leg high enough that I had gotten a glimpse of red lace between her legs. I felt my face begin to flush and lowered my gaze to the floor in hopes she didn’t notice.
“Well?” she asked. I raised my head to see her pat the cushion next to her, “Come on over, are you afraid I’ll bite?”
“No, I just...” I shrugged and made my way over, as I did she continued,
“I’ve been known to nibble from time to time, but not bite.”
“What?”
“Sorry,” she laughed, “I’m in a really good mood and think maybe I’ve had a glass too many,” she indicated the wine glass, “But hey it is the weekend. Want some?”
“No thanks I’m uh ... too young to drink.”
“That’s right you are, aren’t you?” she smiled at me, “Just a pup, or is the word,” she winked. “Cub?”
“Cub?” I frowned.
“Oh, come on now Alex, I know you know what a cougar is and cougars like cubs don’t they?”