Miss Mandy taught ne more than reading, writing, and arithmetic part 1 Sex Stories free 2024 – Y2Stories

Taking sex Ed lessons hands on when I was 10

I was 10 in my 5th grade yea, the year of the endless boner. It all started the day that I was passing mom’s room one morning, the door was open slightly. As I passed I glanced in and saw my mom in just her panties getting ready for the day. Seeing a woman’s breasts for the first time triggered the erection that wouldn’t go down for what gelt like forever.

It began my fascination with looking at women’s chests. Loving the way they pushed out their shirts. So.many different sizes ans I loved them all. I would sit in my room at night and Google search for women’s breasts. The hats on I got evey time was uncomfortable Iin my pants, I had no idea how to make it go away.

That was also the year that miss Mandy was my teacher. She was in just her 3rd year of teaching and only 24 years old. She was extremely beautiful, brown hair, hazel eyes, and c cup breasts. I would find myself looking at her chest most of the day and feeling my cock get hard. I also loved looking at her ass as she wrote on the chalkboard. Then I llbegan studying the shape of her crotch in the skinny jeans that she wore almost every day.

Miss Mandy became my obsession, my crush. I had to look her up on Facebook and found her profile. Pictures of her in dresses, skirts, low cut tops, even bikinis. I felt a little disappointed when I saw pictures of her with a man who was her fiancée. My dreams of her becoming my girlfriend were crushed. When I clicked add friend on her profile, I didn’t expect her to accept it but within a few minutes I got the notification that she accepted my request. Then my messenger notification told me I had a message from her

“Hey Richard, happy that yiu asked me to be your friend. I normally don’t accept friend requests from my students, so don’t tell anyone or I will have to block you: her message read

“I promise not to tell anyone”

“Awesome, hope you have a good night, see you at school tomorrow” her message ended with a smiling emoji

A few weeks after that, mom and dad took me to parent teacher conferences with them as they always did, wanting me to be there to hear the good and the bad. Miss Mandy greeted all three of us with a hug, the first time that she hugged me, she smelled so good. The conference was positive for the most part, then she said she had just one negative

“Richard is having a little trouble in a few subjects that he could use some help in”

“Well we want him to get good grades” mom replied and looked at me in a serious way “and we definitely want to stay more informed”

“He is free to text me in the evening if he has questions, and yiu can feel free to text me anytime also” Miss Mandy jotted down her number on two pieces of paper and handed one to me and one to mom

“That would be great, now he has no excuse” she looked at me again

“I normally don’t give out my personal number but I see potential in Richard. Don’t tell the other kids I gave it to you” she looked my way.

“I won’t tell anyone” I replied.

That was also the day that mom and Miss Mandy became friends. When the conference ended they talked for a few more minutes while dad and I went to wait in the car. Miss Mandy was soon coming over alone or with her fiancée to hang out with mom and dad, have drinks or for cookouts. I was envious of her fiancée, he had to be the luckiest man in the world.

As I did homework I would frequently text Miss Mandy with questions, if she was at the house, I would ask her if she would help me and she would take the time to sit beside me at the table and help with my homework. The first hint I got that things were changing was one evening as she sat beside me helping me with my math homework. Her right hand was pointing things put, her left hand was under the table on her thigh. I was listening to her explain something when I felt her hand move onto my thigh half way between my knee and hip. When I would get a question right, she would give my thigh a gentle squeeze and she would move her hand a little further up. That first time, her hand made it to my crotch and I felt her hand rest on the erection that I had.

By this point I had learned what masturbating was and her touch fueled my masturbation to her picture I saved from Facebook. The next time she was over, I asked for her help again. Sure enough, her hand was on my thigh again as she tutored me. This time she was at my crotch sooner and started to rub my erection with her hand. This time she undid my jeans and her fingers slid into my underwear and caressed my cock. How I kept my focus on my homework was beyond me.

That night before she left, I overheard her ask mom if it was okay to start doing after school tutoring sessions and she would bring me home from school. Mom said that would be fine, then she wouldn’t have to waste her time hanging out helping me with my homework. That might after she went home, I was in my room when I got a text from her.

“I hope you won’t tell anyone what happened while I was helping you with tour homework”

:I won’t tell”

“Good, because I can get jn q lot of trouble and could get fired. You’re by far my favorite student, and I would hate not to be able fk teach you anymore”

“You’re my favorite teacher ever and the most beaitiful” I typed without thinking and sent before I could stop myself

“Thank you, you’re the cutest student I’ve had. Maybe we can have a secret special friendship, you just can’t tell anyone”

“I promise not to tell”

“That’s what I love about you”

“You love me?” I had never heard the word except for sating it to mom and hearing it from mom

“Yes, do you love me?”

“Yes I love you miss Mandy”

“Just call me Mandy, I’m going to bed now, ro be safe, delete our texts, goodnight handsome” her last text came in followed by a selfie with her lips on a kissing expression. I saved the picture before deleting the text.

When I awoke the next morning to get ready for school, a text was waiting for me. When I opened it, I got an instant hard on. The text simply said ‘good morning baby, I can’t wait for our after school tutoring session’ with a selfie attached of her in just a pair of black panties. I couldn’t believe that I was looking at my teachers breasts and near naked body. Propping the phone on a pillow, I masturbated to an orgasm in near record time.

Sitting in the same classroom as Miss Mandy all day was torture. She wore a dress that hung to mid thigh, fiit her snugly and was low cut, exposing her cleavage. She looked gorgeous in it. The day dragged by until the final bell of the day rang. I stayed seated as all the other kids left. Once they were all gone, miss Mandy put a sign on the door that read “tutoring session, do not disturb” sign on the door then shut and locked it.

I got up to move to a table, miss Mandy pulled me into a hug, my face was at breast level, so my head rested on her cleavage as she hugged me.

“I have a better idea than the table, let’s do our session on the couch”

She had a couch in the beck of the class that was a reward for the top students on class to sit on during class. I was never one of those students. I walked to the couch and sat down. Miss Mandy carried a couple of books, but when she sat down, she set the books aside. I couldn’t help but look at her perfect legs sticking put of the bottom of her dress.

“You did a good job today, we don’t have to do any tutoring. I just wanted to spend some time alone with my special boy” she said

“So you just want to talk?”

“We could, or we could do something fun, like maybe some kissing. Have you ever kissed a girl?”

“No” I looked down

“It’s okay, I can tutor you in that. We cam just kiss on the lips a few times and when you feel my tongue touch tour lips, open your mouth a little. Would you like to try it?”

I nodded and miss Mandy turned slightly to face me, I turned to face her. She took my hands ans put them around her waist. Her arms draped over my shoulders. I was freaking out inside, I was about to kiss my teacher. Her lips moved closer to mine and when they met, her kiss was so soft. My already hard cock was twitching in my pants. I felt her tongue touch my lips, so I opened my mouth and her tongue rubbed mine gently. I loved how the kissing made me feel.

After a few moments, we stopped to catch our breath. She asked if I wanted to do it again, I nodded and the kiss resumed. Thus time as we kissed. I felt her hand move to mine and pull it up to rest on her breast. She reached up and pulled the strap of her dress down her arm and off then pulled the top of her dress down. My hand was now on the smooth soft skin of her breast.

I then felt her hands undo my pants, and her hand slid into my underwear just as she had at the kitchen table at home. Her hand wrapped around it gently and she started to masturbate me. Her free hand pulled mine down and slid it under her dress and to her bare pussy. I was touching a grown woman, my tea her. It was so wet to the touch. Miss Mandy moved my hand back and forth between her pussy lips. Our kiss grew a little faster.

After a couple of moments of masturbating each other, she pulled from the kiss. I looked at her perfect breasts as she slid off of the couch onto her knees in front of me, she parted my legs and leaned forward as she pulled my pants and underwear down. After tying her hair back with a band, she held my cock and lowered her face to it. Miss Mandy started to kiss and lick it, the feeling was amazing. Then her lips parted and she slid it into her mouth. I laid my head back, taking in the new feelings, the wetness of her mouth as it slid up and down my shaft.

It only took a couple of minutes for the feeling of a building orgasm began, I panted ad moaned as the feeling grew more intense and I was ready to explode. I didn’t warn Miss Mandy when my orgasm hit, my load shooting into her mouth. Her head stopped moving and I felt her sucking on my cock, trying to suck out more cum. When she lifted her head, she smiled at me lovingly.

“Now I want you to pleasure me” she said as she moved to her back on the floor and pulled her dress up. Her bald pussy looked so perfect. I couldn’t believe what I was doing with my teacher, I had to be the luckiest boy in school.

Her knees were up, her legs parted as I moved to the floor and between her thighs. She pointed at the insides of her thighs having me kiss my way closer to her pussy. When I tasted it, I was in heaven, I had never tasted anything like this. I was licking where baby’s came from I thought. Miss Mandy moaned softly, told me how good I was doing, told me when to slow down and speed up. When to lick harder and softer. Her moans were so beautiful.

She pointed fo a nub on her pussy, telli g me fk lick it and then suck it, when I did, her moans grew a little louder, telling me how good it felt. After a few minutes inheard her moan that she was going to cum and begged me to lick her faster. I did as told and brought Miss Mandy to an orgasm, her body shaking as it happened.

When it subsided, she smiled at me and asked me to lay on her. I climbed onto her and into her arms. We began to kiss lovingly, pur tongues dancing together. Once done kissing, I stood and adjusted my pants and underwear. Miss Mandy adjusted her dress and went to her purse, taking out a pair of panties and put them on. Then a towel from her bottom desk drawer to clean up a small puddle on the floor where her cum had landed.

“Tonight I want you to work on that method of solving equations I showed you, practice makes perfect” she said as we left the classroom to make anyone who might here think we had been doing tutoring.

Miss Mandy drove me home, reminding me not to tell anyone what had happened. We were able to sneak on one more kiss, pulled over a couple blocks from home. When I git hone, mom asked how tutoring had gone

“It was okay, she showed me how to solve equations easier” I replied.

“That’s good to hear, she really is a good teacher”

“Yeah, I like her” I said, if mom only knew how much I liked her.

Miss Mandy and I texted a little that night, i went to bed with the biggest smile on my face

To be continued