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Miss Jewel

I was with some older women            
during my teenage years            
If you want to hear about one            
then do lend me your ears            
Back when I was in high school            
there was this hot maths teacher            
Her name was Miss Jewel            
she was a sexy creature            
She wore these tight, white shirts            
that you could see her black bra though,            
Really short mini skirts            
and a six inch high heel shoe          
This one time in the classroom            
we were working on a silent exercise            
I looked over at her and “BOOM!”            
She was staring me in the eyes            
She licked her pouted mouth            
like she was a dancer of burlesque            
My male gaze swept down south            
to her hands under her desk            
My mind was doing back flips            
I had to loosen my striped tie                                                      
As I watched her rub her fingertips            
up and down her inner thigh            
“Ding-Ding-Ding” the school bell chimed            
She said “Okay class dismissed...            
except Rex, can you please stay behind?”            
“Okay Miss” I said “If you insist”            
The other boys left laughing at me            
‘cos I had to stay back after class            
But what I saw that day, they didn’t see            
So they could all kiss my arse            
Once they’d gone she locked the door            
and they pissed off down the hall            
Then she moaned out like an aching whore            
and pushed herself up against the wall            
Bending at the waist her skirt bust a seam     
showing off her round, ripe booty            
My teenage dick was letting off steam            
like a red-hot sweet patootie!            
Her legs were nylon pantyhoed            
I pulled them all the way down            
She spread her cheeks so that they showed            
her winking eye of brown            
I unbuckled my leather belt            
I dropped my pants and jocks            
Like a big man is how I felt            
Miss Jewel was a fuckin' fox            
I rammed my cock deep inside            
giving her tight hole a plow         
As I stretched her anus open wide            
she yelped “Ow, Ow, Ow!”            
I owned her plump posterior            
with my throbbing Percy            
Showing her interior            
not one ounce of mercy            
I thrusted in and out with great force            
tearing that arse hole up            
I rode her like a racehorse            
at the famous Melbourne Cup            
Now it was time for me to school her            
So I grabbed a fist of her blonde hair            
Then with her wooden ruler            
I smacked her derričre            
I used it like a riding crop            
She rocked her body faster            
She cried out “Oh yes, don’t stop            
Don’t stop fucking me master!”            
I drilled her deep like a miner in the ground            
I pounded her at a quickening pace            
Then as I’s about to cum, I spun her ‘round            
and shot spunk all over her face            
“Now suck my dick!” I did command            
“n’ taste your own filthy shit”            
So she took my shaft in one hand            
and wrapped her red lips around it            
I pushed her head hard right down            
“Yeah suck that dick” I muttered            
“You like the taste of your own brown”            
She gagged. She drooled. She spluttered                      
I pulled it out. She smiled up at me            
from down there on her dirty knees            
She wiped her eyes so that she could see            
And said “That’s what I get for bein' a flirty tease”            
And as the thick lashings of glistening cum            
dripped off her chin onto her chest            
I pulled my pants up n’ said “I gotta run”            
She said “you’re getting an ‘A’ on your next maths test!”            
Written by RexDurkin
Published | Edited 28th Aug 2019
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