I never thought that I would return to work at my native school. But life is sometimes very funny, and here I am. I am a young, insecure man, with unstable relationships and sex life. Mood swings, mild depressions and everything else. In general, a teenager in the body of a young man, you can say.

At school, I was accepted not badly. It seems that my boyfriend, and I tried to do my work as much as I could, I did not particularly conflict with anyone. In short, he deserved a certain respect, and took some position.

Then one day Veronika Andreevna, my first teacher, asked for help. You know, when she taught me in elementary school, she was still a very young woman. Now she is an older woman, about forty blonde, a little stout, but her curvaceous forms only benefit from this. So, she had an important open lesson in which she was to be tested, and her teacher's qualifications were confirmed, and you know that - money. But as usual in our country, I prepared it, and the equipment failed. I, as a young man, hurried to her rescue, because the young woman would be better off with computers and projectors than she was an “old woman”. In general, I came, repaired everything, helped, and then a very, very interesting story happened. It will be different from most of the stories on this site, because it will not have hard anal sex, or sex with three girls at a time, it will even be very strange, but real.

- Sasha, you helped me so much, you can now ask anything from me.

Yes, it will be a real story, you will say, but in it it is seen through unreality. But I myself was very surprised to hear this phrase. So what is next? And then I just turned off my brain from overexcitement. I do not have much experience with girls, so it’s not hard to imagine. As a result, I, a healthy forehead, had such a conversation, and such a story.

- Can I touch your ass?

- Sorry, what? - She said, and laughed loudly - This is why you? I am already old, there’s how many young girls, skaters, beautiful.

- You can't find such priests like you here anyway. She just hypnotizes me, when I see you, I can’t look at anything else, I’m just following you down the hall and admiring myself.

She laughed again.

- Sasha, well, stop confusing me, what kind of nonsense are you talking about. No, I can't do that.

“But you said that I could ask for anything I wanted, and this is exactly what I would like at the moment.” In addition, have a conscience, I ask you not to fuck with me, but just touch the ass.

- What do you want to fuck with me too? - she laughed with real difficulty.

- Want. And I would fuck, only I would fuck with you. But I understand that this can not be asked.

- And touch for the ass means you can?

- Well, yes, there you have what a big ass, you will not lose anything from you.

- It will not decrease, it will not decrease, so you definitely do not want any other desire?

- No, I just want my ass.

- Okay, come on, just quickly, that no one would see.

She turned her back on me and slightly bent at the waist, with her hands on the teacher's desk.

“Well, you know, that won't do.” I want to touch your ass, not the skirt. See how dense the fabric is, so you will not feel anything.

- Can I also take off my underwear in front of you? - in her voice for the first time you heard strict notes - not only did you become almost cancer in front of you, so also undress?

- Panties are not needed, but remove the skirt, well, judge for yourself, because the fabric is dense, nothing is felt ...

- It is not felt to him, but look to me, you will touch and all? Got it?

- Got it.

She leveled off and, stooping already in the other direction, began to grope for the lock on the skirt. Lightning sighed, and in the opened little triangle a shred of red cloth appeared.

- Red panties!

- What do you like? - in a pleased voice, she said, pulling off her skirt.

It had to be done with sharp movements, because the ass was really big. The skirt was also in time, but it could hardly be removed in some other way. Sharp movements set in motion the entire structure and caused elegant ripples on a smooth ass. Panties, of course, were of minimum size, because in such a skirt and with such an ass, otherwise it was impossible - everything would have been visible and would have looked just awful.

- Like you say? - She asked again, pulling off her skirt, and again arched over the table.

“I like it very much,” I said, putting my hands on her bare buttocks. They were big soft and warm. It is clear that at her age, and during her work, cellulite could not pass by the most piquant points of her body, but they were still beautiful. Squeezing her buns, you seemed to put your hands in warm clay or dough. The material was so malleable that it seemed that it was possible to start making various figures from it, like from a cellophane bag filled with hot water. In this case, the panties didn’t support almost anything; the entire burden of giving it a juicy shape apparently lay on the skirt, a huge butt of free weight fell into the thirsty hands.

- Well, enough for you?

- No, please, just a minute - I said, losing all shame and running my right hand into my pants. There at that moment something unimaginable reigned: it was very hot, but very humid, people say that it was a thunderstorm, and my member, like a lightning rod, was ready to repel any blow. Groping him, I began to masturbate, moving with the maximum speed available to me, with my left hand I continued to massage the buttocks.

- Well, what are you - turning around, she said - Oh, the process has already begun.

My hand slipped off her ass, but the work in my pants didn't stop. It was evident that everything that happens amuses her.

- Well, ka, let's take off your pants, so it will be more convenient for you.

She pulled off her pants with two hands, freeing my pulsating member, which I jerked off with quick, powerful jerks. Seeing him, she smiled:

- You're great, great. And what a pink head, smooth, lovely sight. So big, and the girl was not yet?

With these words, she leaned over to me and kissed me right on the lips. She smelled of soft, pleasant perfume, her tongue was in my mouth, and the plump candy lips merged with my parched lips. My dick rested against the smooth fabric of the panties on her pubic hair. I could not bear it any longer, I began to finish abundantly, after which I settled on the floor.

- Well, that's great - she said, patting my head - though you smeared me a little bit, but nothing, I'll leave these panties for you.

With these words, she pulled off her panties, completely smeared with sperm, and began to wipe their feet, which also got a part of the sperm. My eyes opened shaven pubis with plump sex lips. But I couldn’t think about it anymore, my head was spinning, there was still some oozing out of my dick. I sat on the floor and enjoyed bliss.

- Sasha, you will remove everything here, and for a long time without your pants, do not linger here, but someone else will see something else.

She threw her panties at my feet, and began to stretch the skirt, then left. I looked at her next, again appreciating all her charms that had recently been presented to my eyes, and began to dress.