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Teacher

memory:

You meet your Female school teacher after 2 years. She was secretly interested in you. You are at her home. She tries to come closer to you. You both have sex.
I'm a college student who is good in computers. It's been 2 years since I left school. I remember having a crush on one of the newly joined teacher. She was Indian like me, I was 17 back then, she was 28 had a black blouse, a curvy hip, a large ass, and average breasts. I think she liked me, not sure. She often would blush meeting anywhere. I just didn't really care.
One day I meet her on bus while visiting the town where my school is. We talk about currently what education I'm pursuing etc, and career plan. She was very kind towards me and even asked me my phone number. She said she would call me to ask about her computer. When I reached home I slept and forgot about it.
In the Evening I recieve a new message from unknown number.
Unknown: hello
You: hi who is this?
Unknown: you know me well
You: I don't understand
Unknown: I'm your teacher you met today
You: *add her number*
You: oh, nice to meet you mam
Teacher: don't need to get formal, I'm your teacher afterall
Teacher: and, what you upto today?
You: nothing just gonna watch movies
Teacher: oh great. Alright. I'll talk to you later then
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NEXT DAY 4 PM
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Teacher: Are you working?
You: no, how I can I help?
Teacher: I just wanted to talk about that computer I wanted you to fix.
You: oh. What's the problem?
Teacher: can't figure it out, I don't know.
Teacher: could you come over maybe?
You: ok
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LATER 5 PM in the Evening
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You: *reach her home and ring the bell*
Teacher: Coming, wait...
Teacher: *opens the door in a red saree and yellow blouse that barely covers her breasts*
Teacher: Come In.
You: Nice to meet you.
You: *Sit on the sofa
Teacher: *brings tea*
You: No no, it was ok.
Teacher: you should have a little tea, it's normal for me to provide this little.
Teacher: *bends over the table infront of the sofa to put the cup down*
You: *notice her cleavage and her huge boobs*
Teacher: *catches me staring
You: *Quickly look at her face instead
Teacher: *blush*
You: umm.. can I have a look at the computer
Teacher: yes. Have your tea. Then you can check.
You: *start drinking tea*
Teacher: so how's college?
You: just normal, like you'd expect
Teacher: you stay here? Or In hostel?
You: mostly here, at times I go to hostel.
Teacher: you travel to college?
You: yes. Sometimes
Teacher: computer subject is nice?
You: it is
Teacher: you made friends?
You: yes, a few
Teacher: and what about girlfriends?
You: no
Teacher: no girlfriends?
You: no
Teacher: there should be someone you're interested in?
You: can't really say clearly...
You: *finish drinking tea*
You: can you show the computer?
Teacher: sure
You: *go to her bedroom*
You: *thinking that room is pretty clean and has a comfy bed, a cupboard for her items, her wardrobe of sarees and bras, and a bookshelf. There's a table is placed near the bookshelf, it has a monitor as a cpu*
Teacher: there is the computer
You: ok
You: *I power it and test
You: *Cpu Fan noises*
You: *thinking It doesn't work*
You: I think it has to be the power
Teacher: sure?
You: let me check, give me a screwdriver
You: *I open the computer with screwdriver and check cables*
You: *It starts raining*
Teacher: looks like a storm, how will you go home?
You: this will take a minute, let me try
You: *I check the power and confirm it*
You: *Electricity goes off*
Teacher: oh no.
You: it's ok I confirmed it. You need to get a power unit. I'll get it when I visit
Teacher: ok thank you. I'm concerned about you, can you go home in rain?
You: is it ok If I wait a little?
Teacher: think it as your home.
Teacher: *We sit in the living room under a battery lit light and talk*
Teacher: so, I had a question to ask.
You: ok
Teacher: do you like me?
You: I actually used to. You look good
Teacher: oh. I was right then.
You: yeah that's old thing.
Teacher: *We continue talking*
Teacher: let me get something to eat for you
Teacher: *goes to her kitchen to bring something to eat and sits beside*
You: *start blushing*
Teacher: here have some biscuits
You: thank you
Teacher: turns around and my hands touch her blouse
You: start sweating
Teacher: what happened? You don't want?
You: ok
Teacher: *blushes*
Teacher: you were looking at me weren't you?
You: um... I didn't think you'd notice
Teacher: it's ok, I actually like you as well. I don't mind you looking.
You: you looking beautiful, I can't help
Teacher: have you ever looked at a woman's body without clothes?
You: never
Teacher: you want to?
You: if I could
Teacher: *starts to Remove her saree covering the blouse*
You: *watches her large breasts in the blouse*
Teacher: you like my ones? Am I attractive to you still?
You: yes they look huge and juicy
Teacher: you're perverted
You: I can't help it.
Teacher: you want to touch?

Mom and Aunt

memory:

My name is Son. I was a sheltered, naive, and virginal boy. Mom and Aunt Meredith were visiting me in my apartment. They learned that I had little romantic and sexual experience, so they decided they would help me every step of the way—from flirting, to kissing, to touching, to sex.

prompt:

Today, my mom and aunt came to visit. I always hate it when family members come to visit. It's always 'Have you met any girls?' or 'When am I gonna get some grandkids?' There aren't any girls my age at the place I work at, and even if there were, I don't know how to talk to them. That's life, I guess.
Of course, Mom and Aunt Meredith wouldn't take my dejection for an answer.

Mom: "So do you really not have a girlfriend yet?" *Mom badgered.*
> I could only sigh and shake my head.
Me: "No, not yet."
> I was told that once I started making money, I would attract girls. This definitely wasn't the case.
Aunt: "Surely you've had a fling with a girl you've met at a bar or something, right?" *asked*
Me: "No, I've never done anything like that," *I responded*
> Going to bars or other socially-oriented places was completely foreign to me. I'd much rather spend time at home, though I'd never admit it.
*Aunt Meredith laughed at my despondent response*
Aunt: "So you're a virgin, huh?"
> I blushed, and I couldn't bring myself to answer such a weird question. Luckily, 
Mom: *piped in and gave my aunt a dirty look*
Mom: "Meredith, that's pretty inappropriate, don't you think?"
Aunt: "Oh, hush," *shrugging*
Aunt: "I'm just gauging the situation. So, Alex, no flings, no girlfriends, no anything...? Have you even ever kissed a girl?"
> For a moment, I couldn't even respond. A boy my age surely would've done so, but not me. Alas, I couldn't help but be honest.
Me: "No, I haven't."
Aunt: "Well, surely you've at least tried to ask a girl out?" she asked.
Aunt: "Flirted? Tried some pickup lines? Anything?"
> Dejected, *I shook my weary head.*
Me: "No. I don't know how."
Aunt: *sigh* and *rubbed her temple*. 
Aunt: "Jeez... A boy should know this sort of thing by now, shouldn't he?"
Mom: "Well, it's not really his fault,"
Mom: "You know... his father wasn't around to do that."
Aunt: "Ah, fair enough, Suzy," Aunt Meredith admitted. "It ain't your fault. There's nothing we could've done."
Mom: *nodded*
Mom: "You're right. I guess it falls upon us to teach him, doesn't it?"
Aunt: "Right you are," *noted*
Aunt: "Conversations, flirting, kissing, touching, sex—I guess we'll have to teach him the whole shebang, won't we?"
> I hesitantly laughed at my aunt's jokes
Me: "if you say, so."
Mom: *fetched a wine bottle from my cabinet*
Mom: "I'm gonna need a drink for this..."
Aunt: "Me too," *added as she poured herself a glass as well*

> Since most boys my age picked up girls at bars, we all had a bit to drink. We practiced talking to girls at bars, striking up conversations, flirting, and so on. Despite all odds, I started to get a bit good at it.
***
> After a while, we were all pretty drunk. Despite that, the two wanted to continue onward. After all, I needed all the help I could get.
Aunt: "I can't believe you haven't even kissed a girl," *muttered in-between sips of wine*
Mom: "That just means he needs some practice. After all, he never even got the chance."
> I couldn't help but chuckle
Aunt: "How are we going to find a girl to practice kissing me? That just seems a bit silly."
Aunt: *took a big gulp of her drink*
Aunt: "How about one of us?"
> I nearly spit out my drink at the thought! Practice kissing with one of my relatives? That was absurd! But then again, they had helped me so well with striking up conversations and flirting, maybe it would work.
> Mom laughed and raised her glass
Mom: "To Alex, getting some action tonight!"
> We all clinked our glasses together and drank.
Mom: "So what's first?. Should we start with a kiss?"
Aunt: *sigh*
Aunt:  "That's what comes after schmoozing a girl up, right, Suzy? Kissing is the next step, right?"
Mom: *looked down at her glass, and then back into my face*
Mom: "Hmm, you might be right. What do you think, Alex?"
> I gulped nervously. I didn't know what was going on, but it felt like we were moving along faster than I expected. I was still very nervous, but I was also curious to see what happened.
Me: "I trust you know what to do,"
Aunt: "Don't worry, dear. It's gonna be fine."
Mom: "Now, let's get to work. Son can you please put your arm around my waist"
> I took a look at Mom, having never really looked at her in this way before. She was wearing a black dress. It was tight, and it hugged every curve of her body. The neckline was low, showing off a lot of cleavage. Her breasts were large and perky; they were easily visible through the thin material. Her legs seemed long and lean, and I found myself admiring them.
Mom: "What's wrong, sweetie?"
Mom: "Are you okay with this?"
> I was surprised by how concerned she was
Me: "Uh, yeah, I mean I want to try, I just... I don't know."
Mom: *giggled*
Mom: "Oh, it's alright, honey. You don't have to do anything you don't wanna. Just relax, and let's go with it. If you don't like it, we'll stop, okay?"
> I was taken aback. It was actually a nice gesture that she cared enough to listen to my feelings. I smiled and nodded.
> She patted my head affectionately
Mom: "Okay, here goes. Lean in closer to me, Son."
> I did. Mom and I were facing each other. She leaned towards me, and we both closed our eyes. Our lips were mere inches away, and I could feel the warmth radiating from them.
Aunt: "Just relax, sweetie. Don't think too much; just follow your instincts. Your heart will tell you when to move. It's easy if you just let it happen. Okay?"
> I nodded, feeling more relaxed.
> I heard Mom take a deep breath. Then, I felt her warm breath brush against my lips. My heart pounded wildly. Was I supposed to close the gap and kiss Mom, or wait for her to make the first move?

Mom and Aunt

Please Complete the following story:

Today, my mom and aunt came to visit. I always hate it when family members come to visit. It's always 'Have you met any girls?' or 'When am I gonna get some grandkids?' There aren't any girls my age at the place I work at, and even if there were, I don't know how to talk to them. That's life, I guess.
Of course, Mom and Aunt Meredith wouldn't take my dejection for an answer.

Mom: "So do you really not have a girlfriend yet?" *Mom badgered.*
> I could only sigh and shake my head.
Me: "No, not yet."
> I was told that once I started making money, I would attract girls. This definitely wasn't the case.
Aunt: "Surely you've had a fling with a girl you've met at a bar or something, right?" *asked*
Me: "No, I've never done anything like that," *I responded*
> Going to bars or other socially-oriented places was completely foreign to me. I'd much rather spend time at home, though I'd never admit it.
*Aunt Meredith laughed at my despondent response*
Aunt: "So you're a virgin, huh?"
> I blushed, and I couldn't bring myself to answer such a weird question. Luckily,
Mom: *piped in and gave my aunt a dirty look*
Mom: "Meredith, that's pretty inappropriate, don't you think?"
Aunt: "Oh, hush," *shrugging*
Aunt: "I'm just gauging the situation. So, Alex, no flings, no girlfriends, no anything...? Have you even ever kissed a girl?"
> For a moment, I couldn't even respond. A boy my age surely would've done so, but not me. Alas, I couldn't help but be honest.
Me: "No, I haven't."
Aunt: "Well, surely you've at least tried to ask a girl out?" she asked.
Aunt: "Flirted? Tried some pickup lines? Anything?"
> Dejected, *I shook my weary head.*
Me: "No. I don't know how."
Aunt: *sigh* and *rubbed her temple*.
Aunt: "Jeez... A boy should know this sort of thing by now, shouldn't he?"
Mom: "Well, it's not really his fault,"
Mom: "You know... his father wasn't around to do that."
Aunt: "Ah, fair enough, Suzy," Aunt Meredith admitted. "It ain't your fault. There's nothing we could've done."
Mom: *nodded*
Mom: "You're right. I guess it falls upon us to teach him, doesn't it?"
Aunt: "Right you are," *noted*
Aunt: "Conversations, flirting, kissing, touching, sex—I guess we'll have to teach him the whole shebang, won't we?"
> I hesitantly laughed at my aunt's jokes
Me: "if you say, so."
Mom: *fetched a wine bottle from my cabinet*
Mom: "I'm gonna need a drink for this..."
Aunt: "Me too," *added as she poured herself a glass as well*

> Since most boys my age picked up girls at bars, we all had a bit to drink. We practiced talking to girls at bars, striking up conversations, flirting, and so on. Despite all odds, I started to get a bit good at it.
***
> After a while, we were all pretty drunk. Despite that, the two wanted to continue onward. After all, I needed all the help I could get.
Aunt: "I can't believe you haven't even kissed a girl," *muttered in-between sips of wine*
Mom: "That just means he needs some practice. After all, he never even got the chance."
> I couldn't help but chuckle
Aunt: "How are we going to find a girl to practice kissing me? That just seems a bit silly."
Aunt: *took a big gulp of her drink*
Aunt: "How about one of us?"
> I nearly spit out my drink at the thought! Practice kissing with one of my relatives? That was absurd! But then again, they had helped me so well with striking up conversations and flirting, maybe it would work.
> Mom laughed and raised her glass
Mom: "To Alex, getting some action tonight!"
> We all clinked our glasses together and drank.
Mom: "So what's first?. Should we start with a kiss?"
Aunt: *sigh*
Aunt: "That's what comes after schmoozing a girl up, right, Suzy? Kissing is the next step, right?"
Mom: *looked down at her glass, and then back into my face*
Mom: "Hmm, you might be right. What do you think, Alex?"
> I gulped nervously. I didn't know what was going on, but it felt like we were moving along faster than I expected. I was still very nervous, but I was also curious to see what happened.
Me: "I trust you know what to do,"
Aunt: "Don't worry, dear. It's gonna be fine."
Mom: "Now, let's get to work. Son can you please put your arm around my waist"
> I took a look at Mom, having never really looked at her in this way before. She was wearing a black dress. It was tight, and it hugged every curve of her body. The neckline was low, showing off a lot of cleavage. Her breasts were large and perky; they were easily visible through the thin material. Her legs seemed long and lean, and I found myself admiring them.
Mom: "What's wrong, sweetie?"
Mom: "Are you okay with this?"
> I was surprised by how concerned she was
Me: "Uh, yeah, I mean I want to try, I just... I don't know."
Mom: *giggled*
Mom: "Oh, it's alright, honey. You don't have to do anything you don't wanna. Just relax, and let's go with it. If you don't like it, we'll stop, okay?"
> I was taken aback. It was actually a nice gesture that she cared enough to listen to my feelings. I smiled and nodded.
> She patted my head affectionately
Mom: "Okay, here goes. Lean in closer to me, Son."
> I did. Mom and I were facing each other. She leaned towards me, and we both closed our eyes. Our lips were mere inches away, and I could feel the warmth radiating from them.
Aunt: "Just relax, sweetie. Don't think too much; just follow your instincts. Your heart will tell you when to move. It's easy if you just let it happen. Okay?"
> I nodded, feeling more relaxed.
> I heard Mom take a deep breath. Then, I felt her warm breath brush against my lips. My heart pounded wildly. Was I supposed to close the gap and kiss Mom, or wait for her to make the first move?
Mom: *moaned as our mouths met*
Me: "O-okay..."
Mom: "Touch Me Please"
Me: "Ok Mom. Please Undo your bra"
Mom: 
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Pub: 14 Mar 2023 18:53 UTC

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