School had been the usual routine, nothing too special. There were of course the hot, sexy vixens who were made for fucking and sucking. One of them, Lisa Bowles, was 18, and ready to graduate. She was very hot, 5’9″ tall, a solid 145 pounds, with luscious tits, a fabulous ass, and a nice wide set of hips. She was a green-eyed redhead, with a shoulder-length mane of light copper-colored hair, and eyes the color of jade. I am a sucker for redheads.
With Lisa in class, I spent many a time after class stroking my cock to the vision of Lisa, wondering if she was a true redhead, imagining the feel of plunging into her redheaded pussy, until my cock exploded, gushing thick ropes of spunk into a towel.
I noticed that Lisa was wearing a dress to school every Friday, and she had great legs. The desks in the room are arranged in tiers, like a university classroom. This gave me a great view of her legs. She noticed me looking at her legs one Friday, and she hiked her skirt higher. I was stunned and looked at her face. She gave me a lustful smile, letting me know that I could keep looking, I did!
She was in the last class of the day, and when the bell rang, everyone got up and gathered their things together. I was tidying my desk up and heard the door to my classroom close. Since it is usually left open, I looked up, and there she was. She stepped down the tiers until she was at the right height.
“Mr. Richards, I saw the way you were checking out my legs. Want to know what kind of panties I’m wearing? Wonder no more!”
With that, she reached down and pulled her skirt up above her waist. I saw her pussy just barely covered by a thin triangle of red silk. My cock started to throb, and Lisa saw my pants tent up. With a smile, she turned around, and let me see the thin strap of her thong that ran up between her ass cheeks, giving me a clear view of her luscious globes.
She giggled, “I can see that you like it. And next Friday, I will give you another view. I love buying hot new panties, thinking about showing them off to the sexiest teacher in school. Every Friday, I will wear a dress, and let you see my latest buy. And, I think I know what you’ll be doing this weekend. Anyway, I’m going to go home now, so you can go home and stroke off that big cock of yours. Have a great weekend Mr. Richards!”
She was so right. My cock was throbbing, and all the way home, it stayed rock hard. I got home, stripped, and in no time was lying back on my bed, stroking my throbbing shaft. My cock started to boil, I knew I was gonna explode damn soon. I ran her sexy show over in my mind, then switched gears, imagining her spread out on my bed, her mane of red hair spread out over the pillow, her legs apart, her hips tilted up, her red-haired beaver upthrust and ready for me, placing my cock-head against her steamy entrance than slowly sinking my entire 8 inches deep into her. That did it, and as I fucked her wildly in my mind, my cock started to pulse wildly, shooting out thick streams of spunk.
Next Friday, as she said, she was again wearing a dress. Knowing what was going to happen, my cock stiffened up just seeing her entering class. After class, she again closed and locked the door. Taking her position in front of me, on the first tier, she raised her skirt up with a smile. This time, she was wearing snow-white, shiny satin panties. After letting my eyes feast on her front, she turned around. the panties had a tanga-style bottom, which left half of her glorious globes naked to my gaze. She repeated the display, so I could fill my mind with the sight.
She said, “That’s the latest pair, Mr. Richards. So, you have a wonderful, stroke-filled weekend, and we’ll do this again next Friday, good night Mr. Richards!”
At home and naked, I started to stroke my throbbing prick. This time, I imagined her on all fours, with her ass upthrust and ready. Her head was on a pillow, and she turned her head to me, her lips covered with a thick coating of shiny red lipstick. She pursed her lips in a sucking motion, then formed fuck me, fuck me, with her lips, and I thrust into her, wishing I could fuck her pussy and her mouth at the same time, getting that red lipstick smeared all over my cock as I fucked her mouth. That did it, and as my imagination filled her with hot streams of spunk, the spunk gushed out of my cock wildly.
Every Friday, I would get a fashion show from Lisa. Tanga styles panties, string bikini panties, g string panties, in all different colors. And every weekend, my cock would be pulsing and shooting spunk wildly, as I imagined I was fucking her hot, red-headed beaver as I stroked myself to orgasm.
The last class of the year arrived, and I wondered what Lisa had planned for me. It took a while before the class emptied, what with everyone wanting to say goodbye for the summer. But finally, we were alone.
“This time”, Lisa said, “I wanted to give you this. I am sure you’ve been wondering about this, so here you are.”
She lifted up her skirt and OH FUCK. She was wearing black stockings and a black garter belt. That was hot enough, but this time, she wore no panties. Her sexy tuft of red pubic hair told me that she was indeed a true redhead. My cock was steel hard as she turned, showing me her sexy naked ass.
“I thought you’d like to know that the carpets match the drapes,” she giggled. “And, now, watch this!”
She produced a banana and peeled it. She started to lick at the top of the banana, her tongue running around and around, until she wrapped her lips around the banana, and slid it into her hot mouth. She gave an excellent simulation of oral sex, as she slid the banana in and out of her mouth until she slid it in completely. My cock was stone hard, she slid the banana out, and then she ate it.
She said, “That’s just like the way I want to suck your cock. Mr. Richards, I want you to make love to me, hear me out. I’m over the age of 18, so I’m old enough, as far as the law is concerned. We won’t be doing anything on school property, so the school won’t have anything to get you on. The school season is over, so, if you make love to me, since I have graduated, you won’t be breaking any rules against student-teacher relations.”
Her voice lowered as she said “I’m still a virgin, all the boys want to do is molest us, and get their horny rocks off. I want a real man, someone who is kind, gentle, and loving, to deflower me. I am sure that is you. My Mom started me on the pill so no problems with an unwanted pregnancy. I want you to be the one to introduce me to the wonderful world of lovemaking as it should be, I am hoping you will say yes. And, how would you like to come over to my house right now, and we can have a preview, we’ll masturbate in front of each other!”