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So my first weeks of high school had been interesting. I loved looking at my young math teacher and daily wondering what frilly garments wrapped her hot body each day. It sure helped me to pay attention in class. And english had some excitement as I accidentally had flashed my teacher Mr. Paul with a view of the lace waist of my blue satin hip huggers when I dropped a notebook. Now he wanted to see me after classes were over.
I was a bit nervous as I approached the classroom. The door was open and as I entered I heard."Brian, is that you? Come in the office please and close the classroom door as you do please."
Entering the office i noticed that the door, typical school wood door with a narrow vertical window had a closer that shut itself as I came in. There was a blind on the door window as well that was closed and his office window blinds were drawn to let in little outside light.
"Have a seat Brian. I know that you are wondering why I asked you in. There is nothing wrong."
Mr. Paul was seated behind his desk in one of those rolling wood arm chairs that rocked back and forth if you wanted to.
"Seeing you speak both times in a week I think you displayed some interest in a special education class that I teach. Now stand up and drop your pants!"
"What?"
"You heard me. Get your pants off panty boy. Don't try to tell me you aren't and panty wearing sissy either. I got a real good look at the lace waist and a hint of the blue satin you had on last week when you "conveniently" dropped your book. Gave me a nice little show. Now I want to see what sweet panties you have on today."
"But, But!"
"No buts about it. Get those pants off! Now! Oh please don't be too embarrassed." Then Mr. Paul stood up and pushed his chair back. He had no pants on under his desk. Only pale green satin, low rise, high cut panties with ruffles around the leg openings and the waist. An obvious large bulge pushing them out as well.
"No worries young man. I am a panty boy sissy myself. I love wearing anything lacy or satin or nylon. As long as it is silky feeling. How about you?"
By now I was becoming entranced staring at my teacher bulge stretching the ruffled satin waist out away from his groin area. I stood and dropped my pants instantly displaying the pink nylon ones I has chosen for the day. They were hot pink and tight. High cut legs and a panel of open white lace adorned the right third over to the hip. My dick was extremely hard as well and the soft flesh of the head was attempting to penetrate the open lace. Mr. Paul about passed out!
"Oh my Lovely! Oh Yes! You have no idea of how hot you are! If my cock does not break I may just fill my panties with a massive load of gooey cum just looking at you! Hottest panty boy i've ever had the Pleasure of teaching. You are gorgeous! I can hardly breathe."
As I stood before the desk and swayed my ass back and forth slowly and sexy like, he collapsed back into his chair. He was panting and finding it difficult to get his breath.
"You like teacher man?" I asked while rubbing the front of the exquisite garment holding my boy parts in.
"You could say that young man. You are stunning and look so fucking hot in panties!"
"I am sure now that you would like to participate in my Special Education program."
"So, what's it called if I may ask?"
"It's called Advanced Panty Boy Training and you just passed the first session with flying colors.!"
"Would that color be pink sir?"
"Yes it would. Pink, lacy and taut. Now step around the desk over here" and he directed me to his left while remaining in the chair. As I came around he rotated the chair to face me. I stood before Mr. Paul while his eyes were glued to my crotch and mine focused on the panties he wore.
My teacher gave me a sad puppy dog begging look as he asked if he could feel the fabric I was wearing. I told him he could and soon his hands were all over, cupping my tight ballsack and tracing my erection across the front of the smooth nylon casing. I was leaking a stream like never in my life and precum was soaking thru the lace panel like a draining garden hose. Damn I had never felt that good in all my life. Even my lingerie explorations with my sister and her friends came anywhere near to this.
Mr. Paul rolled the chair closer and brought his hands up the back of my thighs hoooking his thumbs into the leg openings in the tight panties and allowing his large firm hands to caress my ass globes over and over. He was going crazy with the ass massage and I was about to pass out from his actions as well. He was panting so hard I expected a heart attack to happen soon.
His hand firmly grasping my glutes, he drew me in closer.
"May I? he begged again. I just thrust my hips a bit towards his face in answer and Mr. Pauls tongue extended and began lapping up the drooling precum which has saturated the open lace area. He was actually slurping up my oozing load. He released the tight grip on my ass bringing his hands to my hips and reveling in the sensations that silky nylon will give to a panty lover like him - or me.
His lips soon were tracing my shaft, still in the panties, from base to tip. A few lip tours of my torrid, panty clad cock and I was ready to blow. I told him I was going to come and he literally plastered his face into my crotch with his lips locked on my lace cover teen dickhead as I exploded! It was massive!
Without being able to make direct contact and getting my prick fully into his mouth as I powerfully ejaculated, come was squirting everywhere. He sucked some in and then more shot out the edges of his mouth. Trying to contain the most voluminous load I ever had was a challenge for my teacher. But he persevered. What didn't go in or stay in his gobbling mouth was soon sucked up while rubbing his gooey splooge drenched face back and forth across the nylon wonder of my girly duds. Man this guy loved panties and apparently was crazy for cum as well. Good for me. I Loved it.
I was weak in the legs so much that I had to set my sweet ass, as he called it, on the edge of the desk before I fell over. "I guess that I passed the first session of your Special Ed class. Right Mr Paul or should I say Panty man."
"Passed? I think you passed a gallon of cum in my mouth and I never even got your hot panties off of your magnificent sculpted ass. I believe that happens in class number two!
You must be that best student I have ever imagined in Special Ed."
"I am glad, sir, that I exceeded your expectations while you devoured my expectorations."
Some small talk ensued as I pulled my pants back up. All pretty damp and gloppy in there. It would be an interesting walk home. Mr Paul redressed as well. He was lucky he had an extra shirt in the closet since the one he had on was drenched in cum, When that dried it might crack in half if he moved.
"Oh, Brian. I expect to see you wearing a bra tomorrow in class. A dark patterned shirt should hide any clues if you are worried. See you tomorrow. Then a whispered "Panty Boy".
Shaking his head he hustled me out the door with a quiet "you have no idea how fucking hot you are in panties."
I guess I have a clue now.
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