Free Moans of Pleasure- Bondage Seduction Romance Erotica by Selena West

Moans of Pleasure
Ann Roberts
     
     
    I am a teacher by profession. This is what I know best. I have been teaching at a local college for five years now. Teaching has its own rewards; ha ha, not satisfaction of producing responsible citizens or bullshit like that. For me, it is more about power. Wait till you read my story.
     
    My class is very popular with the students. I command respect and I do know the art of teaching. That revolves around keeping the class fully involved and interested in what I say to them. There is pin-drop silence in my class. I have an aura, a magnetic personality that is irresistible. You would have to take me for my words if you have not been fortunate enough to be my student. Oh God, do I enjoy this power, this absolute control over the young boys and girls that look up to me like a demigod! And especially the girls. Now don’t mistake me for a pervert. No I am nothing like that. Also I am no nerd, who believe in no sexual contact with those lovely ladies; nubile, sexy and bursting with energy. Shall we call me as the modern version of teachers who is sexually active with multiple partners, has an erotic disposition and who will not say no to an opportunity to hit the hay with a student. Or shall I say who has the guts to create just such an opportunity.
     
    Cheryl was just the kind of girl I dig. She was nineteen years old, medium height of 5foot6 or so, blond hair, hazel eyes, long sexy legs, and petite but firm breasts. What I found irresistible about her was her intelligent intense expression. She was confidence personified, being in the top bracket of the class. She did not have a regular boyfriend; not that no one was interested in her, but because she was more interested in her studies at that moment in time and shunned all advances. It was a special joy for me in having her in the class; those musing eyes, trying to grasp what I taught and that focused look on her face as I spoke was enthralling.
     
    I always had in mind to get into her pants. I imagined those long slim legs wrapped around me, as I took her. I would hear her moans of pleasure in my dreams as I reamed her pussy. I, however, had a feeling that this would not be easy to accomplish given her reserved disposition. She seemed to like me, as any girl would like a competent teacher, but nothing beyond that. I found her to be a challenge that I would love to undertake. They say that all is fair in love and war and being a Literature man, I would add lust to the above categories. I therefore thought and thought, and finally an idea began to take shape. I had to be very careful in timing to put it into practice. The opportunity soon arrived with the annual college picnic to the nearby hills coming up.
     
    The day, after the class, I casually stopped Cheryl after the class as she was picking up her notebook from the desk.
     
    “Oh Cheryl, can you spare me a minute?”
     
    “Oh yes, Mr. Brown.” She said, looking up at me from behind those long eyelashes. I could just see the curve of her soft breasts, with her half bent on her desk.
     
    “Cheryl, you are such a wonderful student, that I have decided to test you further. This is regarding the special assignments that I am giving to a few top students only. The purpose is to improve their writing abilities further, and to judge who the best among you is.” I smiled, trying to evade looking down her neckline. I could see that she was warming to the theme.
     
    “Oh, that’s very kind of you Mr. Brown. I would try my best not to disappoint you.”
     
    ‘Very promising! I am sure you wouldn’t be a disappointment in any way, darling.’ I thought as I continued.
     
    “Alright Cheryl. Here is what it is. Let’s imagine a hypothetical situation. A student, a female student essentially, is infatuated with her male teacher. She thinks about him all the time, dreams about him and is obsessed with him. Try as she may, she cannot gather the courage to talk to him of this, so