TABOO SHORT STORIES 48(45)

Naughty Teacher




CHAPTER ONE



The sound of chalk tapping on the board filled the room, but no one’s eyes were on what was being written. Each and every one of the students was focused on the person writing the answers on the board, almost as if mesmerized.

Victoria Jones didn’t mind it one bit.

She continued writing out the words until a sentence was presented, then ended it with a period below. Since she’d used up the whole board, she had to bend down to write the last few words below, ensuring that her skirt rode up and flashed a little bit of thigh skin at the back. She could practically hear the collective gasps of the students in her class—most of which were male—and tried to hide a smile.

Feeling mischievous, Victoria turned her head to glance behind her, but retained her bending position. A few gazes shifted below or the side almost guiltily. She straightened.

“Does anyone want to help me erase the board?” she asked in a sweet Texas drawl.

She was pretty sure most of the boys weren’t going to volunteer—not because they didn’t want to, but because they were too busy hiding the erections that were now tucked nicely inside their pants.

Her gaze settled on the tallest of the males, watching his tight, bronzed body out of the corner of her eye. She imagined his thighs were thick and hard right now, just as a huge part of him was. This time, the smile broke from her face at the thought. Nicholas Masters, with his blond hair and deep blue eyes, was just a sight to behold—and currently, like the other boys, he was busy staring down at his notes, a slight pink tingeing his cheeks.

“I’ll do it, Miss Jones,” a cheerful voice called out.

Someone stood up—one of the girls. Not just one of the girls, per se, but the prettiest girl in class. Victoria waited as she sauntered to the front of the classroom, her hips swaying as she did so. The 22-year-old, Jessica Vasquez, was one of the newest exchange students in the university, having just transferred last school year—but that didn’t stop her from becoming popular right away, especially among the boys. Victoria admired the lines of her body, all generous curves and long legs showcased generously in a tight white sundress. She was very built for her young age. Her dark brown hair was curled down her back, reaching her perky ass. Her face, which was a combination of olive skin, full lips and chocolate-colored eyes, was like that of an angel—sweet, innocent and absolutely beautiful.

Victoria waved the eraser and smiled.

“Thank you, Jessica.”

Jessica beamed, showing off white teeth and a dimple on her right cheek. A familiar ache settled in Victoria’s stomach at the sight of that smile, and she tried not to let her gaze linger too much at the cleavage showing on top of the sundress. They looked absolutely delectable, huge globes that were practically straining from under her clothes.

To distract herself, Victoria let her gaze slide up to Jessica’s eyes. They were focused on her openly, almost expectantly, and the ache in Victoria’s stomach spread down her core.

Get a hold of yourself.

Smiling wider, she handed her student the eraser. Jessica accepted it, their fingers brushing and sending jolts of sparks down Victoria’s skin. Before she could savor it, Jessica was already turning around and erasing from bottom to up.

Now all the male gazes were on the Brazilian student’s butt. Victoria hid a smile of amusement—not that she could blame them. Her favorite student was a regular head-turner.

She snuck a glance towards her other favorite student. His blue eyes were now sneaking glances towards Jessica’s ass, though he seemed reluctant about it. Victoria kept her own gaze on him, waiting until they finally met hers.

When they did, Nicholas looked down again.

What a shy, precious boy.

The bell rang somewhere in the hallway. Victoria nodded at the class, smoothing down her skirt and clearing her throat. Her blouse’s first button was open, and she smoothed that down, too.

“No homework for today. Enjoy your weekend, everyone,” she said pleasantly. “Mr. Masters, can you stay behind for a bit?”

She didn’t wait for the response, as this was already routine for them. Victoria turned to Jessica, who had just finished erasing the board and was currently looking at Victoria’s cleavage. There was something in that gaze that spoke of…something, and Victoria’s nipples hardened beneath her bra in response. But before she could figure it out, Jessica was already straightening and beaming again as she placed the eraser on the table.

“See you later, Miss Jones,” she murmured brightly. Her voice was just as sweet as her face, but there was a throaty quality to it, too.

Victoria imagined that voice moaning in pleasure as she licked her body all over. The image was something she was going to use tonight, in her sleep—while she was touching herself.

Her fingers itched at the thought.

Victoria took a second to admire her female student’s perky, juicy ass before finally turning her attention to the male student left. Nicholas gathered his books and slowly stood up to approach her, and her admiration swiftly shifted. All those formal clothes, from the dark slacks to the polo shirt, didn’t quite hide the boy’s broad shoulders and strong physique. He was a football player in this college, just as he’d been in his previous school in New Zealand—and it showed. She imagined those clothes off, her hands touching every inch of that hard skin.

Particularly, the hard muscle between his legs.

Her thighs clenched at the thought, and she knew she was already wet. When Nicholas was finally standing in front of her, she leaned her hip to the side of the desk, trying to act casual.

“Yes, Miss Jones?” he asked, his voice deep and pleasantly low. “What can I do for you?”

You can do me, for starters. Fuck me hard with your cock.

She smiled—a slow, almost teasing smile that had him blinking and focusing on her mouth intensely. Victoria licked her bottom lip, watching him swallow.

“I just wanted to check if we’re still on for your tutoring tomorrow,” she said softly. “Do you still want to, Nicholas? I wouldn’t want to get in the way of a weekend date you have with some girl.”

It was bad, the way she was always flirting with this boy—this teenage boy who all the girls were salivating over but had no idea just how hot he was.

Oh, the things she could teach him…

“Yes, Miss Jones,” he replied, gaze now subtly trailing down her cleavage. “I…uh, need to catch up on my lessons.”

Right. Not only was he hot, he was also very smart, a nineteen-year-old taking advanced classes with the twenty-twos. She smiled again.

“I’ll see you, then.”

She turned her back on him—both a way to show off her toned physique from behind, and to calm herself down. God. He was getting her hot, just by being so near.

When Nicholas was gone, Victoria started gathering her things, her mind filled with thoughts—particularly that of a certain girl and boy, both gorgeous in their own right and setting her body on fire without their knowledge. Her nipples tingled again, and her pussy throbbed.

This attraction for them, this want to touch them, had been building all throughout the years. She wouldn’t act on it, she knew.

But that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to be screaming out in pleasure tonight as she imagined them fucking her in her dreams.





CHAPTER TWO



“Your exercise answers are well thought out, Nicholas. But here, let me show you the difference and how shorter we can make your arguments without taking the valid points away.”

Victoria scribbled on the large notebook they’d been hunched over for the past hour, showing him what she meant in far shorter lines. They were currently studying a philosophy book, and she’d asked him to write down the important points. She watched his blue eyes focus on the notebook before understanding cleared his features.

“That looks so much easier to understand,” he said, his low voice tinged with admiration. It had her toes tingling and heat spreading down her body, and she was once again reminded of how close they were sitting to one another on the couch.

Victoria cleared her throat and continued explaining. When she was done, she gave Nicholas a bright smile, watching as the boy’s gaze fell on her lips again before gulping and hurriedly looking back at his notes. There was a stretched silence in his dorm room, and she couldn’t help but cross her legs to emphasize her short skirt.

She always did this with him in their long, weekly tutored sessions—a little teasing here, a little flirting there. She’d never crossed the line, no matter how many times she’d been tempted to especially when it came to him.

And it was getting harder to resist as time passed.

Victoria chanced a glance on the mirror at the side. Her dress showed off her body to advantage, all curves in all the right places. The crossing of her legs hitched the hem up, and she felt very sexy in the lacy thong she was wearing. The ends of her reddish hair fell down her cleavage, creating an erotic effect.

Just the thought of the strong, virile boy—man—beside her had her body reacting, turning her on more than it should. She chanced a glance at him, then stilled.

Nicholas’ eyes were now on her cleavage, and a darkening had entered his gaze. It was lust, plain and simple, and she watched him fight it and tamp it down before turning back to his notes.