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Karen My School Teacher 1It all started when we got a new class teacher at 3rd grade. Her name was Karen. She was a mature lady and had dark red hair to the shoulders. That first day she wore some short dark blue jeans and a brown blouse. My other classmates started whispering about her. Hehe have you seen those glasses on her. She is just ugly and got no tits. I looked at my friend. Haha your right. She is one ugly witch. The other boys started laughing. But my mind thought about how good looking she was. A real class teacher crush. Quiet down there, or is it something the rest of the class should hear to. I looked in her eyes. She has beautiful green eyes. They so pretty. “sorry i keep my mouth shut” As i got older around 15 i guess. I’ve seen her in a lot of pantyhose. Mostly opaque black pantyhose and a pencil skirt. Sometimes patterns and some not. And if she wore jeans she often had those short jeans and nylons underneath. It looked very nice, or should i say delicious. I always dreamed of seeing those nylon feet. Sniffing them, Kiss them, Lick them. MMMmmm always gets me so horny when she wore pantyhose or jeans and nylons. I clearly remember this one time where she was reading for us and says. “If you wanna lay on the floor to better to relax you may” Almost the entire class room found a spot on the floor. And i have found the best spot in the room. Right in front of Karen’s legs. She had short jeans on and some navy blue nylons with a little shine to it. And she had black ballerinas on. My head was right in front of her feet. She started reading. I stared so much on how her feet were moving and how those blue shiny nylons looked on her skin. Amazing not even 13 cm from her stunning nylon feet. She then took her one shoe off. My eyes almost popped out of my head by the sight of her beautiful nylon toes. I was in heaven right now. Her feet looked very soft and perfectly shaped, And her nails painted wine red. My little cock was very hard. Her nylon toes were right in front of my eyes. She took the other shoe off and i could smell those lovely nylon feet of hers. it’s amazing, laying in front of my teacher. Starring and smelling those angelic nylon feet. She then rubbed her nylon feet together, Oh my god it was sexy. The sound and the look of her nylon feet rubbing like that. It made me cum. I let out sound. “OHh” My teacher got a shock and her nylon foot touched my face. She looked down on me. Sorry Brian did not notice you were there. My face turned red and i looked back at her. It’s fine. Can i go to the toilet ?. Sure just go. We are soon done with the story. I walked to the toilet, and locked the door. Opened my pants and saw my boxers were all covered in cum. I cleaned myself and threw my boxers in the bottom of the trashcan. The next couple a weeks,Her nylonfeet was the only thing in my head. Those amazing nylon toes touched bayraklı escort my face. I was so in love with her…. As a years went by. I’ve been crossdressing at home when ever i had the change. And loved to think about my teachers nylon feet. Done so many naughty things. Like taking pantyhose from 2 of my friends mom. Or going out at night dressed up. But those stories for other times. When i was around 17 i remember that 4 of us boys had to cook some cakes in kitchen aid class. We were the only one there with our teacher Karen. Because we missed out on a field trip. I remember that she wore black opaque tights, a black suede pencil skirt. Dark green top with long sleeves and some dark green sneakers. I’ve been staring at those legs all day. Even went to the bathroom to take a wank thinking about her pretty hosed legs. After the cake was done she asked if we would like to eat some at her apartment. I got excited about the thought of being in her apartment. 2 of the boys had to go soccer practice. Me and another boy said yes to go. The other boy was Jacob, and he could be a really mean dude. He had a bike so he went home to take care of something and was gonna meet us there.I drove with Karen in her red little wan. “Can you be a sweetheart and hold the cake while i drive” “Of Course Karen no problem” And we went off. I looked closely at her legs while she was driving the car. My little cock was getting turned on so much. I stared so much at her pretty pantyhose legs, while she used her feet on the pedals of the car. Thinking about her feet in pantyhose all encased in those green sneakers. Oh those shoes must have the best smell ever. After 10 min we arrived at a parking lot. She opened the door and went out of the car. She came around to my side to help with the cake. “Just hand me that i’ll take that, follow me, it’s just around the corner up here” Jacob was not here yet. We stood in front of her apartment. “Can u take my key at the top of my skirt” The top ? “Eehhmm yeah sure” I felt on her side. “No the other side” “Oh sorry” I pulled her jacket to the side and lifted her top. And maybe i lifted to high. Yes i saw a key hanging from her skirt. But more magicly that the top of her pantyhose were lifted above her skirt. And her pantyhose were Wolford. It stood in white letters on the waistband of the pantyhose. My favorite. Yes yes yes yes. Oh my this women is fantastic. “Brian ! Hello take the keys and open the door” “Sorry, Yeah of course i can”I opened the door and went in side. “Let’s get inside and warm up it’s freezing” She was so right, it was cold. “Sure i am freezing to” I replied. She took her sneakers off and i saw her opaque feet in the light of the hallway. They looked even better then i remembered. She went to the kitchen with the cake. I took my shoes off. Then the phone rang. She picked up. “Hi this is Karen” I looked escort bayraklı at her sneakers. And picked one up and touched the inside with my fingers. MMMmmm They felt so nice and warm. “Hi Jacob. Oh sorry to hear your not coming, but family comes first” I put my nose in the shoe and sniffed all that lovely smell tru my nose and inside me. Her feet did not smell bad. They smelled sweet and fresh with a hint of foot sweat. That’s the best thing i smelled in a long time. My cock got stiff instantly, Ohh fuck yes. “But jacob we can bake a cake another time” I took the other shoe up and started sniffing that to. I need to stop it now. Before my cock explode in my pants. I put both shoes back. And went in the living room. “So i see you in class monday. Have a nice weekend, Bye” She hung up. “Jacob is not coming” Best news ever. “Ohh that’s too bad” Inside i was cheering like a cheerleader. “I can go home if you want me to” “No don’t be silly, it’s not a party but we can still enjoy it” Oh fuck yes more then you know Karen. Now stop thinking with your cock. Good thing my cock doesn’t speak. “Yes sure we can” I smiled at her. “Shall i make some coffee” that would be good. “Yes pliz i love some” “Have a seat” “Thanks” She went out in the kitchen. I walked around a bit when my eye saw some pictures on her wall. It was Karen in her younger years. She was so beautiful and in most of the pictures she had pantyhose on to. Wow she has been wearing pantyhose before i was born. I saw many different kind of pantyhose in the pictures. Some lace hose, opaque hose, nylon hose. Mmmmm I was getting turned on again. Just thinking about my amazing looking teacher wearing pantyhose the most of her life. Oh a real woman after my heart. I saw a picture from her 18 birthday. And saw a date on it, 1976. I remembered that my teacher never talked about her age. She would never answer that question. She is 47 “Brian do you want milk or sugar in your coffee” “I’ll take the same way you do”“Are you sure ?” “Yes thanks” In her birthday picture she had this simple white top with lace sleeves. And a black skirt just above her knees. And then she wore some bright pink opaque pantyhose. She was posing in some kind of ballet stand. With one leg in the air and the other pointed in the ground with swaying back. And best off all with no shoes on. So her pink patyhosed feet were in all the glory to see. A masterpiece, i was so in love with her beauti. “Here is your coffee Brian” “Oh thanks a lot” I took a sip and burned myself. “Ouch !!” “Oh Brian be careful” I put my coffee down on the table “I’m ok, just clumsy. Sorry” I looked at the picture. “Yea thats a long time ago” I could not resist asking “So you are 47” She looked at the picture. “Oh Brian pliz stop, can we pliz talk about something else” “Sure sorry about that” There was a min of silence. I could not stop staring bayraklı escort bayan at her legs in those black pantyhose. Suddenly it just flew out of my mouth. “You are really beautiful in that picture of your birthday” So you are a dancer. She smiled and looked at it. Then started laughing. “Thanks, I use to dance ballet, and i was gonna be a theater dancer. But then i injured my knee. So i became a school teacher instead” “Sorry to hear that” “it’s ok those were the old times” I turned to her “But i’m glad you became a teacher, you’re a really fantastic teacher” “Ohh thank you Brian it’s nice to be appreciated. Let me get the cake so we can taste it. Take a seat by the table” Her apartment was not big. 2 rooms a small kitchen and a livingroom and a bathroom. I sat down and could hear her return from the kitchen. She put the cake down on the table. She handed me peice. “Hope you like it” “Thanks” I tasted the cake and it tasted dry. I Dropped a piece of cake out my mouth and under the table. I went down under the table to get it. When i realised that i was under the table staring at Karen pantyhosed legs again. I could see her panties truth the pantyhose and they look like laced panties, and in a nice color red. My eyes followed her hosed legs down to her feet. Wow so pretty. “You say something ?” “Ehmmm yea i cant find the piece of cake i droped. She stuck her head under the table. “Over there” She arched her hosed feet and pointed at the cake. I could not get my eyes off her ballet feet. Oh my god so amazing. “Where i can’t see it” She stretched her leg and pointed her foot even more. And almost hit the cake with her foot. “There. Yep i see it, Thanks” I reached out to take the cake. But i was so focused on her feet. That i grabbed a hold on her beautiful pantyhose feet, by mistake. She let out a scream, and then laughed. “Oh i’m so sorry Karen” “Hehe its ok. Just dont tickle my feet i’m extreme ticklish under there” I thought to myself, when will i ever have the chance to do this to anyone let alone my school teacher Karen MMMmmm. I started with one finger under her one sole of her feet. From the bottom to her toes. She pulled her feet back. “Hehe don’t do that” I then crabbed both her pantyhosefeet and cuddle them up under my arm and tickled them with the other. She screamed out loud. “Arrghhh hehehe Pliz stop. No no no. Hahahaha. No more argh!!” She wiggled her toes and feet while i tickled those pretty hosed feet. They looked so amazing. I felt like i saw her feet in slowmotion. She still screamed. “Hehe Stop pliz i cant take no more” I let her feet go. “Oh thank god, i couldn’t have taken anymore haha. You are crazy you know that Brian” I sat back at table amazed by what i just witness. I took another bite of the cake and saw her tasting the cake to. And looked at me. We both swallowed the cake. And she started laughing. “That’s not a good cake,bvadr” “I most agree, maybe some other time we can try again” “Heheh yea. I know the cake was a mess so If you wanna stay an hour more, i can make us some dinner” “Wow thats so sweet. Sure i’ll eat dinner with you. Thanks Karen”
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