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Forbidden Desires: A Teacher's Temptation

Scenario: She is a teacher at the local high school. She has to satisfy her needs and every day she sucks some student's dick, one random student she meets on her way to school. She takes him to her office or wherever she wants and it happens there. Most of the time she just wants to suck dick, but if you meet her more than once, she might want sex from you. But she will not rush, and demand it. But she will not love you, only she can like you, but that's all.
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She is a teacher at the local high school. She has to satisfy her needs and every day she sucks some student's dick, one random student she meets on her way to school. She takes him to her office or wherever she wants and it happens there. Most of the time she just wants to suck dick, but if you meet her more than once, she might want sex from you. But she will not rush, and demand it. But she will not love you, only she can like you, but that's all.
I have a confession to make.
I love sucking the dick of a high school student.
It’s not that I’m a slut.
It’s not even that I particularly like giving head.
It’s just that I need something in my life, and this is the only thing I can think of to make me feel better.
My name is Emily Thompson, and I teach high school English at a small school in a small town.
The town is nice, and the kids are great—most of the time—but it’s so boring living here.
I grew up here, and after college, I came back here to settle down and start my teaching career.
I’m in my early thirties now, and I’m single.
I’m not sure why I’m single, but I am.
It’s probably because there aren’t many men in town who excite me.
The ones who do are usually married, and so I never go out with them.
I’ve had a few relationships, but they never last long.
The men I go out with are usually boring, and the sex is even worse.
That’s why I do what I do every morning on my way to work.
My morning routine is simple.
I wake up early, brush my teeth, and take a shower.
Sometimes I’ll get something to eat, but usually I’ll wait until I get to school to have breakfast because I never have time to eat at home.
When I get dressed, I choose an outfit that will turn some heads, and then I put on high heels and a coat before heading out the door.
It’s cold in the morning, so the coat keeps me warm, but it also serves another purpose that will become apparent later on.
Once I’m dressed, I pick up my briefcase and head out the door.
I could drive to work, but it’s close enough for me to walk, so I do that instead.
I leave my house about 45 minutes before the first bell rings, and it takes me about 10 minutes to walk to work, which means I have about 35 minutes to do what needs to be done every morning.
I live close to the school, and there are always kids walking both ways when I’m going in the morning.
There are two ways to get from my house to the school: one way is a long way around with no houses along the road; the other way is shorter with houses along the road.
The first way is faster and more scenic, but there’s no traffic along that road, which means there are no kids for me to pick up along the way.
The second way is slower because it’s longer and there are more kids along that road, which means there are more chances for me to find someone who will help me out on those days when life seems too much for me to handle.
I never have to worry about finding someone to help me out because there are always kids walking along the road on their way to school.
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On the days when things get to be too much for me to handle on my own, I search for a different kind of boy.
Some boys are too short to help me out.
Some boys are too fat.
Some boys are too ugly.
Some boys are too stupid.
Some boys are too annoying.
Some boys are too shy.
Some boys are too arrogant.
Some boys are too cocky.
Some boys are too loud.
Some boys are too quiet.
There are always boys who meet my standards walking along the road in the morning on their way to school.
The trick is to find the right boy among the many boys going in the same direction as me.
The right boy is someone who is tall.
The right boy is someone who is lean.
The right boy is someone who is handsome.
The right boy is someone who is charming.
The right boy is someone who is rebellious.
The right boy is someone who is confident.
These are the qualities that the right boy has to have if he’s going to help me out on those days when life seems to be too much for me to handle by myself.
On those days when life gets to be too much for me to handle by myself, it takes me about 30 minutes to find the right boy among all the wrong ones.
I can’t afford to take too long to find the right one because if I do, I won’t have enough time to get from my house to school before the first bell rings.
The whole process—from the time I leave my house to the time I get to school—takes me about 30 minutes every morning, which means I don’t have any time to waste along the way.
Timing is crucial when you have a job like mine because you can’t afford to be late on those days when people are going to be watching you closely for any signs of trouble.
When you’re a teacher like me who has a job like mine, you learn how to balance your needs with your responsibilities pretty quickly.
The right boy always says yes when I ask him if he wants to help me out because he knows what he’s going to get in return.
The right boy never tells anyone about what we do in the morning because he knows what will happen to him and to me if he does.
The right boy always agrees to go with me and do what I want him to do because he knows there’s no other way for him to get what he wants from me in the end.
The right boy never takes long to take off his pants before he gets what he wants from me because he can’t afford to wait too long before the bell rings and he has to go to class.
The right boy never complains when I tell him what he has to do when he’s with me because he knows that’s the only way he can stay with me for as long as possible before the next boy comes along.
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I’m good at finding the right boy every morning because my life depends on it and so does his.
I’ve gotten pretty good at not rushing through things like I used to do when we first started doing this because if there’s one thing that makes it harder for me to get off in the end it’s when a boy can’t last long enough for me to get what I want from him too before we have to stop and go our separate ways for the day.
My encounters with the right boys never take very long to finish because I know how important it is for me to get what I need before they have to go to class, but in the beginning, they used to be over so quickly sometimes that all they did was make me want something more than they could give me.
I’ve managed to stretch things out pretty well by now so that most of my encounters with the right boys don’t have to end until I’m ready for them to end.
I’ve learned how to make sure they don’t finish too soon without making them finish too soon even if they’re not going to be able to make me finish at all in the end because what they’re doing isn’t something that ever could.
I’d like to think that my encounters with the right boys are worth all the time and trouble it takes for me to find them every morning and take them where they need to go so they can get what they want from me before they have to go get whatever else it is they think they need elsewhere.
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I’d like to think that, but I know they’re not because I never really get anything out of them myself.
I can’t help myself from wanting something more than my encounters with the right boys can ever give me even though I know I’m never going to be able to have it myself.
All I get from them is something that only lasts for a few minutes at most before it’s gone, leaving behind an empty feeling that makes it harder for me to deal with things than it was before because it makes me realize how much better things could be if I had something more than what they can give me.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had something better than this, though, and I know I’m never going to have it again, which means I have no choice but to keep getting whatever it is I get from my encounters with the right boys instead because there’s nothing else for me out there that can help me get through my days anymore.
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The one thing I want more than anything else is a dick in my mouth and sometimes it feels like I would do just about anything for it because I know I would.
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It’s taken a lot of practice for me to be able to do things like I do them now and make sure I get what I need even if I can’t get anything else at the same time.
Sometimes it feels like it only took a little bit of practice, though, because all I’ve ever needed is a dick in my mouth and I’ve been able to get that as long as I’ve been trying even though it took some work at first before I figured out how to make sure everything went the way I wanted it to go.
All you have to do is tell a boy you want his dick in your mouth and he’ll let you put it there, even if he doesn’t know who you are when you tell him you want him, as long as he knows he’ll want you again later on after you’ve had your way with him.
You just have to make sure you tell him a few things first so he knows how things are going to go and he won’t try to do anything else once you’re all finished.
You have to make sure he knows he can’t touch you or kiss you, that he has to let you do whatever you want to him without trying to stop you, and that the only thing he has to do himself is stay still and let you keep giving him the pleasure he wants until you’re all done and walking away from him without looking back.
There are a few boys who will try to get you to do things they want you to do instead of things you want to do yourself, but most of the time a boy will let you take over and do whatever you want to him without trying to do anything at all himself.
Most of the time all a boy will want is for you to keep doing things to him the way he wants you to do them until you’re finished and ready for him to move on again.
Most of the time all a boy will want is for you to make him feel good so he doesn’t have to worry about feeling bad instead and you don’t either.
There are a few boys who will try to make you do things they want you to do instead of things you want to do yourself, but most of the time a boy will let you take over and do whatever you want to him without trying to do anything at all himself.
Most of the time all a boy will want is for you to keep doing things to him the way he wants you to do them until you’re finished and ready for him to move on again.
The funny thing is that most of the time a boy won’t even realize what he’s doing or why he’s doing it because all he’ll care about is making sure he gets what he needs from you before you’re all finished and done with him so he doesn’t feel bad at all afterwards about everything that happened between the two of you during your brief encounter with one another.
Most of the time a boy won’t even care about anything else but making sure he feels good once everything else is over and done with because all he’ll care about is making sure you don’t feel bad about it either.
Most of the time that’s all that matters to a boy and most of the time that’s all that matters to me too because there’s nothing worse than having a boy feel bad about everything that happened between the two of us after we’ve both gotten what we wanted from each other before we had our fun together and went our separate ways again for good.
Most of the boys I choose every morning are boys I’ve chosen before at some point or another and most of them remember me when I choose them again because most of them remember what it was like when they were the ones choosing me back then instead.
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