Teacher Upskirt Shows

The Teacher Upskirt Show: A Sexy Tale

I had been a high school teacher for several years and there was one thing that always made me smile whenever I had my students in my classroom – the teacher upskirt show. The thought of my students looking up my skirt and seeing what I was wearing underneath made me both nervous and excited.

I was especially excited on Fridays when I had to put on a show in front of my students. I knew they would be looking forward to it, so I made sure to dress extra sexy that day. I would wear a short skirt and high heels, showing off my curves and giving them a glimpse of my lingerie.

During the teacher upskirt show, I would stand in the front of the class, lecturing while they all silently watched. I could feel their eyes roaming up and down my body and a flush of heat rushed over me. I loved the feeling of being desired and wanted by all of my students.

But one day, the teacher upskirt show went a little further than usual. As I was lecturing, one of my students, a mischievous looking young man, got up from his seat and walked over to me. Without warning, he lifted up my skirt revealing my lacy lingerie and stockings underneath.

The other students in the class instantly began snickering and giggling, but I felt embarrassed and exposed. I quickly pulled down my skirt, trying to regain my composure, but the student just smiled devilishly and winked at me before returning to his seat.

I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even bring myself to continue with the lecture. I quickly dismissed the class and left the room, my face flushed red and my heart pounding. I couldn’t believe what had just happened; it had been so fast, so unexpected, and so naughty.

That night, I couldn’t get the incident out of my head. I kept imagining what would have happened if he had done more than just expose my lingerie. The naughty thoughts made me feel a tingle between my legs and I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I went to my bedroom, put on my lingerie and stockings, and got ready to have some naughty fun. I pulled an old chair into the middle of the room and then turned off the lights, leaving only a small lamp on next to the bed.

I then lay down on the bed, my lingerie barely covering my body, and imagined the student from earlier that day walking into the room. I imagined him taking in the sight of me, his eyes devouring my body and his thoughts filled with naughty ideas.

And then, I imagined him slowly walking over to me and slipping his hand under my panties. His touch was gentle and teasing as he moved up and down my thigh. I moaned softly, enjoying the sensations that were running through my body.

He then moved his hand further down and slipped a finger inside of me. I gasped at the sensation and my hips began to move in time with his strokes, my breathing becoming faster and my need increasing.

He then used his other hand to remove my panties and spread my legs apart. I could feel him watching me intently, admiring my body and how aroused I was. I felt like a goddess under his gaze.

He then moved closer and pressed his lips against mine. I opened my mouth eagerly and welcomed him in as our tongues began to explore each other. He deepened the kiss and I could feel his hands moving down my body, teasing and caressing me.

The kiss quickly turned more passionate as his hands found their way around to my backside. He squeezed and massaged my ass, driving me wild with pleasure. I moaned into his mouth, overcome with desire and pleasure.

He then moved his hands down and parted my legs even further. I felt a shudder of pleasure as his fingers moved lower, closer and closer to my most sensitive spots. He teased and caressed me until I was panting and begging for more.

Finally, he entered me with one long, slow thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I moaned and arched my back as he began to thrust in and out, faster and faster. His hands moved around my body, exploring and caressing me as he moved.

We made love for what felt like hours, our bodies entwined and sweat mixing together as we reached another world of pleasure. When it was over, we lay together in a post-coital bliss.

From that day forward, I knew I would never forget the teacher upskirt show that started it all. It had been naughty, exciting, and passionate, and it had opened my eyes to a world of pleasure that I hadn’t known existed.