A boy at college was the lucky subject. He had a Renault clio and played rugby. What can I say, I'm easy to please (rugby playing, Clio driving boy wi...l be making guest appearances quite frequently in my stories).He had a girlfriend at the time, who was in the USA (factor number one to life being difficult if it isn't just sex) and he suggested that I let him finger fuck me and in return I suck him off. How the hell could I refuse?! He quite literally met me round the back of the bike sheds in. Not in school, and not in his life. Now Kevin, on the other hand, was on the fast track. I shook my head and tried to push Kevin out of my mind for the umpteenth time today.When the waitress brought our dinner, she studied Nick very carefully. At six foot one and 180 pounds, Nick was one of the best-looking guys I had ever seen. I love to run my hands through his sandy blonde hair and his smooth chest demands to be kissed. He just exudes sex. It's no wonder that practically every girl that sees. This is what happened to me last spring. Names changed to protect the guilty. I have been a teacher at Andrew Jackson Middle School for over six years. Bobby Hunter was just an average 13 year old k** in my fourth period class. About 5'6", dark hair, blue eyes, average build. I never looked at him twice, or any of the other boys for that matter. Until...sigh. One day in May, as class was letting out, Bobby was walking past my desk on his way out of class, and I felt his gaze on my chest. It. You’re so big and it has been a long dry spell for me. I need to...”I kissed her. Pried her mouth open. Stuck my tongue in her mouth and let her feel my hard on rubbing against her inner thigh. “Oh god David. I forgot how easily young men get hard.” She giggled.“Especially when they are naked with such a sexxy fucking woman” I said nibbling her ear and I squeezer her breast.Nothing disturbed us that day. I pushed her over onto her back and entered her again. She ran her nails along my back and.