Wild Epic Desires

Sam was sitting on his desk trying so hard to focus on the copies of books in front of him, but he was losing the battle. What he was trying to read was nowhere near as interesting as Miss Linda's amazing backside.

His teacher, Miss Linda, was wearing a pair blue heeled sandals which were accompanied by a short blue skirt that could only be referred to as a mini skirt. Miss Linda's skirt was so short that I was high above her knees and as she stood in front of the class, writing on the board, the sight of the backs of her trimmed thigh had Sam dick, raging hard in his short

The biggest turn on of all for Sam was that Miss Linda knew it. She was aware of how her dressing would affect the student. As she was writing on the board, she made it a point to reach up high several times to make bold notes above her original sentences. Each time she did this, her skirt raised even higher that it would be barely covering her ass.

There was no way Miss Linda would deny that she was not aware of the effect a hot blonde like herself, had on a room full of boys who were eighteen years old and above.

She had never wore anything this slutty before, but she normally wore shirt that shows a decent amount of her beautiful sexy cleavage and skirts that were tight enough to show off her rounded ass.

At times, Sam wondered if anyone had ever complained to the school board about how indecent she normally dress, but then he figured, who the hell would have the guts to?

Everyone is scared to talk to avoid trouble.

Giving up on the depressing poetry in front of him and opting for a more pleasant distraction, Sam looked up to see Miss Linda, sitting on the edge of her brown desk, looking over at the other side of the big class room. Sam took the advantage of her head being twirled away and stared at her stuning long legs. Linda's leg was crossed and her skirt had ridden up so high that Sam could see a hell of a lot of her thigh. Linda was slowly kicking her leg forth and back, letting her blue sandal dangle from her toes.

The move which looked casual screamed sex to Sam and he started staring at her deep red nail polish. Sam started wishing if he would have the opportunity to take care of her toes, that he would suck on her toes.

His eyes wandered up and he sighed in appreciation as the top was hot as the bottom. Miss Linda was wearing a short sleeve red blouse that had the first three buttons undone to reveal a white shirt underneath that was so tight that her full breast was looking as if they were about to fall out.

Sam licked his lips at the tops of her breast and the little bit of black lace that was showing. He wondered if linda were wearing some nice lacy sexy black panties to match her bra.

She reached up to her tied hair, and with a flip of her hand, sent her long black hair over her shoulder. That was another hot fucking move! Damn straight she knew exactly what she was doing. She began to turn and Sam quickly threw his face away, glancing the other way.

He smiled when he saw two other guys staring at her then quickly look down as well when she turned their way. Sam looked back down and flipped the page in front of him, giving the illusion he was reading. After waiting for a minute. Sam looked back up to saw that Linda had stood up and was walking along the front row away from of him

Sam watched the slow swing of her hips and admired the shape of her long legs. He wondered how her long legs would feel draped over his shoulders. Sam jumped as a ball of paper landed on his desk. He quickly unraveled it to see it was a note from his close friend, Mike.

"Gosh.,. she's so hot today! Can you see her ass? I'm sure you will want to kiss it."

He crumbled up the note and shoved it in his pocket, then grabbed a piece of paper and pemned, "Damn straight I will proudly kiss her ass and lick it as well. Hell, I will spread it open with my hand and give her a fucking rimjob! I will even suck her damn toes if she wanted me to! She's a Fucking dick teaser!"

He folded the note and reaching out, flipped it onto Mike's desk. Mike reached for it, but jerked back as Linda who had apparently been standing behind him, took it from Mike's desk.

She hold it in her hand as she walked to the front of Sam desk. Miss Linda stood in front of the entire class with the note and said loudly.

"Well class, it happens that Sam is so much excited about this poem that he's sharing his notes about it to Mike."

The class laughed and kept quite, waiting expectantly for Linda to further embarrass him and he felt a growing knot in his stomach.

Looking up into her big brown eyes that he had envisioned looking up at him from her knees so many times, he swallowed hard and tried to look calm.

"So," Linda said with a smile, "Shall we see the pearls of wisdom Sam has come up with?"

At this moment, no body was

laughing. At ears are open and curious to hear what Miss Linda wants to read out. Sam closed his eyes, praying that Miss Linda would just be kidding. If she read the note, Sam would be seriously fucked. That note could get him flunked! Never mind the shit he had catch

from his parents when his stupid ass got suspended.

"Very well, let's see what we got here!" Miss Linda said.

"Please Miss Linda," Sam began softly, "Please don't"

"You don't have to plead with me Sam," She laughed, "I'll be more than happy to read this out to the class for you!"

There was more laughter from behind him and the knot in his stomach turned into a sharp twisting sensation as Miss Linda unfolded the note. She gave Sam a wink and after making some show of clearing her throat, she brought the note up before her eyes.

"So Sam says, Damn straight, I..." she began to read but stopped immediately her eyes widened in surprise as she read the rest of the writeup to herself. She wasn't even expecting that. She didn't see that coming. She lowered the paper and looking at her facials expression, she was no longer smiling. She stared down at Sam. "Really Sam?" She asked, "Is that what you think?"

"I don't know what came over me.....I'm very sorry Mi....m.. Miss Linda. Forgive me please" I stammered.

The class became so quiet and Sam felt like sliding down under his desk as her eyes bored into his.

"No, you're not sorry." She said quietly.

She crumbled up the note and dropped it onto his desk and said, "you are not going to leave after the end of this class. We need to talk and you might get punished."

Sam could feel the heat in his face as he blushed furiously and slumping down in his seat managed to whisper. "It'alright, ma'am."

Sam sat there with his head down staring at the text book in front of him, but not really catching a view of the words. The note was still on his desk in a ball and a part of him wondered why Linda had given it back to him. He figured she would have wanted to show it to the principle or his parents. He wanted to take it and shove it in his pocket, but was afraid of Miss Linda seeing him. After a couple of minutes, he risked a glance at her and froze when he saw Miss Linda sitting on the edge of the desk again and staring directly at him. He put his head down and almost jumped out of his seat when the school bell rang.

The other students all filed out of the classroom and Mike came over to him and whispered, "I wish ood luck man!" then he quickly walked out. When it was just Sam sitting in the class, Miss Linda said quietly, "Go and lock the door." and Sam was confused and scared at the same time.

"E...excuse me?" Sam asked.

"Have you suddenly gone deaf? I said you should go and lock the door. I don't want anyone to disturb us during this conversation."

"It's alright." Sam answered softly and got up from the seat, then walked over to the door, closed it and lock it up.

As he walked back towards his desk, he could feel his legs shaking.

"Don't sit down Sam, come over here." She said with a trace of order in her voice.