From the author. The presented story was once written as one of the parts of the great story "The cult of the female body." Its first chapters are published. Being the first author's experience in the erotic genre, the story does not look successful. However, according to the author, this passage has turned out to be of higher quality, claiming to be an independent publication, and is now being offered for familiarization to a respected audience. His main character is a prototype for the story “Christina” laid out here.

The author is still open for substantive dialogue, as well as for suggestions and ideas for creating artistic erotic texts for individual orders. Thank you for your attention and enjoy reading!

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Trudovik Nikolai Ivanovich, the unfortunate victim of her teen bullying, actually saw the object of his desire only in the school setting. He madly wanted his own student. After the introduction of the life cycle course, which was entrusted to Nikolai Ivanovich, Christine doubled the frequency and sophistication of erotic torture. Dazed by sinful forbidden desire, the poor teacher seemed to have completely lost his composure. All the willpower of the man went on holding back and not raping the crappy little girl right in the school bathroom. And now, in his office, she, already an adult, was standing just in a daring outfit of a naughty schoolgirl: a short white topic, a checkered micro-skirt and the complete absence of underwear. She took her bag off her shoulder and threw it on the desk.

The Trudovik raised his head from the papers, took off his glasses, looked at the opposite end of the cabinet and it seemed as though he had pierced a powerful electrical discharge!

“Hello, Nikolai Ivanovich,” Christine said quietly, not moving from her seat ...

- Kristina?! How did you get here ... n-hit? - on the face of Nikolai Ivanovich clear extreme confusion.

- The back door is open. I thought I could ... - the girl lowered her eyes modestly.

- Yes you can, of course! - the Trudovik hastened to correct the awkwardness, - what are you destined to us?

“I actually personally to you. I want to fuck you! ”Thought Christina. However, it was not worth hurrying with the declaration of intent. Slowly moving in the direction of the teacher’s desk, she replied:

- Why, I missed the school, the teachers. I decided to visit ...

Nikolai Ivanovich could not fail to note the changes that occurred with Kristina. It was still a stunning young girl, in which he was irresistibly attracted to absolutely everything: from gait and voice to piercing in the nude navel and delightful legs ... However, in almost a year that he did not see her, the object of his secret passion became many times more attractive . Fitness classes bore visible fruits: outlines, lines, bends became more expressive, well developed muscles not only did not hide femininity of forms, but on the contrary, emphasized it extremely favorably. As a result, every part of her matchless body seemed fashioned by a brilliant master with an excellent, mathematical sense of beauty. Everything in her body was proportional, harmonious, natural and perfect! Someone likes thin, someone prefers women in the body. Some adore blondes, others are crazy about fiery red. Christina's beauty was out of taste. No man could find her unattractive. Yes, and women could have tried in vain to see the flaws in it only out of envy. This girl was the embodiment of the absolute female beauty!

In addition to visible physical changes, they were present in Christine and changes of a different kind. Unlike the time when Nikolai Ivanovich first wished a young nymphet, she managed to turn into a calm, confident and more open woman. Christine teenager with all her behavior tried to attract the attention of others.Then all these pink stockings up to the knees, micro-skirts and sweeping arrows on the eyelids were rather echoes of the hormonal surge and were needed by her, for the most part, as a means of self-affirmation. Sex appeal was used by the girl not for the intended purpose, but only in order to feel adult and special. Christina the woman did not need a prickly look, impudent statements and provocative antics. Now, with calm dignity, she realized that she was young, beautiful and desirable. All this sensitive Trudovik noted instantly and immediately felt much less tense than when dealing with a constantly rebellious schoolgirl. He even allowed himself to openly smile and rose, not leaving, however, from the table.

“Well, it's a good thing,” he said, “only today is a short day.” Already gone all. Watchman yes I stayed ...

Christina stopped with her back to the first row of the middle row, which was located in front of the teacher’s desk at a distance of no more than a meter. A sports bag dropped from the shoulder to the floor. Putting her palms on the low tabletop, she sat down on its very edge, stretching her legs slightly in front of her. Observing her graceful movements, Nikolai Ivanovich rapidly and uncontrollably fell into that very erotic stupor, which Christina invariably caused in him a year ago. Did he miss this state? Sure!

- Well, I caught you! - she smiled warmly, noting to herself that her intuition did not let her down, and everything is as good as possible - by the way, Nikolai Ivanovich, I do not distract you much from work? - she seriously and even seemed to have asked with care and gently lifted her shoulders, which is why the thin straps of the topic, which until then had only miraculously held on the very edge of the shoulder, slid down along the arm almost to the elbow. Apparently, Christina did not notice this, as well as the fact that now almost half of the topic has been bent back, almost completely revealing one breast. The teacher's table, at which Nikolai Ivanovich was now standing, was at a certain elevation from the rest of the sex. Due to this, the Trudovik opened a dizzying view of a perfectly shaped round “dvoechku” with a small standing nipple. At any time of the year, the work room was a little cool, so, being "fresh air", the breast became goosebumps, and the light brown skin around the hardened nipple shriveled. “How wonderful it is!” Nikolai Ivanovich didn’t say out loud. Entirely absorbed in the spectacle, he did not even understand what he had just been asked about.

“If I am not on time, I can leave, you just tell me.”

These words led to the absorbed desire of the trudovik in a sense. He looked at her face. Christine looked into his eyes and briefly arched and immediately dropped her eyebrow. She faked an insidious strap with her finger and returned it to its proper place with a slight movement.

For almost a year now, he had dreamed every day to see Christina, who was ready to endure her defiant behavior endlessly, boorish speech, anything, just to be able to witness this beauty, burning himself in the infernal furnace of unsatisfied forbidden passion! And here she is in front of him! Sits half-naked and smiles so simply and kindly! Again came to tease, devil ?! "Tease, how many will you please, just don't leave, please!"

- No, that you! Stay sure! - he said scaredly, - I am here with the curriculum ... Stay! I just ... So unexpected! ..

Christine is no longer just smiling. To tell the truth, she choked with laughter, holding her mouth with a beautiful manicure and looking like an adult man lost in front of her like a boy, mumbling something incoherently and randomly moving paper on the table. “Yes ...” she thought, trying not to laugh out loud, “Andryusha would already love me with might and main right on the desk, and this comrade rushes about like a virgin in a brothel! So we will not go far. " Here in her bag, standing on the floor near the desk, the phone rang. “And this is very useful! Well, you have to take matters into your own hands.A little later and in a couple of places! ”Christina stood with her back to the teacher’s desk and leaned over her bag ...

She repeatedly threw such a trick in front of him, while still at school. Under one pretext or another, the Trudovik was granted the opportunity to acquaint herself, with a sinking heart, with the most intimate ...