Sex On Graduation Trip: Schoolgirl Seduces Teacher In The Woods
Summary:
Mr. Thompsen is on a graduation trip with his class. He just wants to fetch some firewood from the forest, but his companion, 18-year-old Ashley, has other plans with her teacher.
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Twelfth graders, teachers, a campsite on the edge of a dense forest. The air smells of resin and campfire.
It’s late, the sun long gone. The students laugh, secretly drink beer, play cards in their tents. I, the teacher, 38 years old, stand by the fire, staring into the crackling flames. The wood is running low. We need more.
I grab the axe, sling it over my shoulder, ready to trudge into the forest. Alone.
“Mr. Thompsen, wait!” Her voice cuts through the night. Ashley. 18, athletic, a face like it’s from a magazine. Her blonde hair shimmers in the firelight, her blue eyes sparkle.
She’s wearing tight leggings that hug her perfect butt and a fitted top that reveals her flat stomach. She jogs toward me, her breasts bouncing slightly. “I’m coming with you. To get wood.”
I hesitate. “Ashley, that’s not necessary. Go back to the others.” My voice sounds rough, dismissive. She’s been flirting with me for weeks. Lingering glances in class. A smile that promises more.
I feel the danger she poses. She’s a student. Forbidden. But my body reacts when she’s near.
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“No, I want to help.” She puts her hands on her hips, her gaze piercing mine. “Besides, the forest is creepy. You need protection.” She grins cheekily, her teeth flashing.
I sigh. “Fine. But hurry up.” I turn and start walking, hearing her footsteps behind me. The forest swallows us. The sounds of the camp fade, leaving only the crunch of branches under our feet
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The moon casts pale light through the treetops. Ashley chatters, her voice bright, carefree. I reply curtly, trying to keep my distance. But her scent—sweet, like vanilla with a hint of sweat—creeps into my nose.
We reach a clearing. Deadwood lies scattered, perfect for the fire. I swing the axe, feeling the strain in my shoulders. Ashley gathers branches, bending over, her butt outlined tightly in the leggings. I force myself to look away, but my eyes keep drifting back to her. She straightens, turns, catches me. “What’s up, Mr. Thompsen?” Her voice drips with mockery. She steps closer, her hips swaying.
“Nothing. Keep gathering.” I chop harder, trying to release the tension. But suddenly, she’s in front of me, far too close. Her eyes glint, her lips shine. “You’re staring at me. You have been for weeks.” She bites her lower lip, her tongue flicking out.
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“Ashley, that’s enough.” I step back, lowering the axe. “This is inappropriate.”
“Inappropriate?” She laughs softly, stepping even closer. Her hand brushes my arm, her fingers warm. “I see how you look at me. How your eyes linger.” She tilts her head, her hair falling over one shoulder. “Admit it. You want me.”
My heart pounds. “Ashley, stop. This is going too far.” But my voice sounds weak, my resistance crumbling. She’s so close, her breath grazes my face.
“I’m not stopping.” Her hand slides over my chest, slow, deliberate. “I want you. Now.” She presses herself against me, her breasts pushing against my torso. I feel the warmth of her body, the softness of her skin.
My mind screams to push her away, but my body doesn’t obey.
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“Ashley…” I try to protest, but she places a finger on my lips, pressing closer. “No buts. I know what I’m doing.”
Her hand moves lower, grazes my belt, undoes it with a deft motion. I gasp, unable to resist. She pulls down my zipper, her fingers slipping into my pants, finding my erection. I groan, my knees weakening.
“Oh, Mr. Thompsen,” she whispers, her voice husky. “You’re ready.” She kneels before me, her eyes locked on my cock, hard and throbbing in front of her.
She licks her lips, her tongue glistening in the moonlight. Her hands grip me, firm yet gentle, starting to stroke. Her fingers glide over the26, spreading the first drops that form. I gasp, my hands clutching at the air.
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“Like that?” She looks up at me, her eyes wide, innocent yet so wicked. She moves her hands faster, her fingers massaging the base while her thumbs graze the sensitive tip.
My breath comes in gasps, my gaze drifting to her butt, perfectly outlined in the leggings as she leans forward slightly. The curves are flawless, taut, sculpted. I want to touch her, but I hold back, my hands clenching into fists.
Then she leans forward. Her lips brush the tip of my cock, a brief, teasing kiss. I flinch, a shudder ripping through me. She laughs softly, opens her mouth, takes me in slowly.
Her tongue glides along the underside, warm, wet, torturously slow. She sucks gently, her lips closing tightly around me as her tongue swirls.
The wet, smacking sound as she takes me deeper echoes in my ears. It drives me wild. My hands tangle in her hair, not to guide her, but to steady myself.
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Ashley moves her head, back and forth, her lips gliding over my length, sometimes fast, sometimes agonizingly slow. Her tongue teases the tip, licking, taunting, before taking me deep again.
The sound—wet, rhythmic, smacking—pushes me to the edge of sanity. I see her butt, swaying slightly as she kneels, the leggings stretched tight over her perfect curves.
I imagine how she’d look naked, how her skin would feel. My hips twitch involuntarily, pressing toward her.
“Ashley…” I gasp, my voice breaking. She looks up, her eyes gleaming, her mouth still around me. She releases me briefly, only to run her tongue along my entire length, from base to tip, before taking me deep again.
Her hands massage my balls, gentle but firm, as her mouth keeps working. The sensation is overwhelming—the heat, the wetness, the tightness of her lips. I feel everything in me tightening, teetering on the edge of losing control.
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But she stops. Just as I think I can’t take any more, she pulls back, licking her lips. “Not so fast,” she whispers, standing and pressing herself against me.
Her hands tug at my shirt, yanking it up, her nails scraping across my chest. She kisses me, hard, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth, tasting of me, of desire.
I kiss her back, my hands finally grabbing her butt, kneading the firm curves. The leggings feel smooth, but I can sense the warmth of her skin beneath.
She pushes me to the ground, onto the soft moss of the clearing. I lie on my back, and she kneels over me, pulling her top over her head. Her breasts, full and firm, bounce slightly as she moves.
No bra. Her nipples are hard, pink, pointing at me. She peels off her leggings, slowly, letting me watch as the fabric slides over her hips, revealing her perfect butt, her smooth labia glistening in the moonlight.
She’s shaved, flawless, and I stare, unable to look away.
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Ashley straddles me, her labia brushing against my cock, wet, hot. She grinds against me, her hips circling, her breath quickening.
“Want me?” she whispers, her voice a husky gasp. I nod, unable to speak, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer. She lifts slightly, guides my cock to her entrance, and lowers herself slowly.
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The tightness, the heat, the wetness—I groan loudly, my fingers digging into her skin.
She rides me, slow at first, then faster. Her hips circle, rise, and fall, her butt slapping against my thighs. The sound—wet, rhythmic—blends with her moans, my ragged breaths.
Her breasts bounce, her hands brace against my chest, her nails scraping my skin. I see her butt, the perfect curves flexing and relaxing as she moves.
I grab it, knead it, slap it lightly, hearing her surprised gasp turn into a lustful moan.
She speeds up, wilder, her labia gripping me, her movements erratic. I feel everything in me tightening, the tension unbearable.
“Ashley…” I gasp, but she shakes her head, riding me harder, her hips slamming against me. “Come in me,” she whispers, her voice breaking, her eyes blazing.
I can’t hold back. With a deep groan, I release inside her, a powerful surge, then another, my hips bucking, my hands clawing at her butt.
She gasps, her movements slowing but not stopping, riding me until she trembles, letting out a high-pitched moan, her labia pulsing around me.
She collapses onto me, her breasts pressing against my chest, her breath rapid. The forest is silent, only our panting echoes. I know this was wrong. But in this moment, with her warm body on mine, her scent in my nose, her butt under my hands, it feels right.
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