Date: Thu, 4 Sep 2003 12:14:22 +0100 (BST)
From: b b <beverley_now2002@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Getting Paid By Teach

Part 1

We used to get up to all the usual things adolescents
get up to at school, groping the girls, flashing our
nuts at them under the table etc.

I was a little behind with my English and my parents
had arranged to have me take extra lessons during the
summer holidays. I wasn't too happy about this as I'd
rather be out playing.

Mr Taylor was about 43, quite strict, there were other
teachers I would have rather spent holiday time with
if I had to, Miss Simpson for instance, about 23 blond
and looked really fit to me, a horny pubescent 13 year
old.

I can always remember my first lesson with Mr Taylor,
he seemed so different to how he did at school. He was
married but I didn't see his wife, I assumed she was
out shopping or something. Where as at school he never
smiled, at home he laughed and joked and was very
tactile.

I got on well with my lessons and started to actually
enjoy going to them at Mr Taylors. After about the
fourth or fifth lesson I arrived at Mr Taylors house
and he seemed nervous. I remember he told me his wife
had gone away for a couple of weeks. Whether they were
having marital problems I do not know but he seemed
excited rather than upset. We continued with our
lessons and I can still remember to this day the
lesson that changed all future lessons.

I had arrived at Mr Taylors, we spent a couple of
minutes indulging in small talk, I said I wish I had a
paper round to earn money as I was desperate for cash.
I remember him saying there were other ways to earn
money, I didn't quite know what he meant. It was a
thursday afternoon I arrived at Mr Taylors house, the
door was slightly open, it often was, so I entered and
called his name. "I'm upstairs" he called out, "ok" i
replied and waited. "put on the tv for a minute if you
like" he shouted. I put on the tv, there was some
useless daytime soap on, but I sat there watching. Mr
Taylor entered the room, he was wearing a dressing
gown and was drying his hair, he apologised about
being late and not knowing the time. We worked on some
revision and stayed sitting on the couch. I was
rerading to him but could not concentrate, he smelt of
shampoo and soap and I was feeling horny, why was I
feeling horny? was I gay? I was confused and hot, I
know that much.

Then he came out with it. "Would you masturbate me for
5 pounds"? "what"? I couldnt believe he had said that,
"Would you masturbate me for 5 pounds?" he asked
again. On saying this he moved to one side and opened
the front of his dressing gown, there in front of me
was his enormous cock. We sat there for a moment, I
don't know why but something made me reach for it, I
held it in my hand, it pulsated and he groaned with
pleasure. I sat to one side to be in a better position
and changed hands, his cock twitched again and made me
feel quite horny. I gently rolled back his foreskin,
it was the biggest cock I had ever seen, I knew what
to do and gently brought Mr Taylor to climax within a
couple of minutes. I wiped him off with some tissues
and he did up his dressing gown and proceeded to give
me 5 pounds from his wallet. I went home and
considered what I had done, I also considered what I
might earn that summer, and if there was another
service I might perform which might earn me more than
5 pounds.


Part 2

The next time I arrived at mr Taylors I was determined
to earn some extra cash. It transpired that his wife
had actually left him and I was now his only outlet
for sexual gratification. I was happy with this and
was prepared to do anything I was asked. 

We continued with my English revision but I had a
little difficulty concentrating reading and also
having Mr Taylors cock in my hand. This week I
suggested we go upstairs to his bedroom, we did this
and he removed his dressing gown and i laid next to
him. I found some of his wife's body lotion and placed
it on his cock, it was slick and felt really big. He
had a large loose foreskin, which when his cock became
hard became stretched across the end of his glans, I
decided to suck him off, my mouth could barely fit
around his cock, my tongue played with his pee hole
which was really open and I loved trying to push my
tongue into it. I seemed to be the decision maker in
this relationhip and he seemed happy to do what I
asked. I told him to move onto his front and I asked
him to lift up so his ass was stuck up in the air. 

I applied the body lotion to his ass hole, he twitched
and I felt his cock grow a little more in my other
hand, he had a nice ass hole, not too hairy and i
massaged this with my index finger whilst gently
masturbating his cock with my other hand. I coule tell
he was getting near to climax, so I pushed him over
back onto his back and with both hands brought him to
climax, his whole body wracked and went taut, and my
lips enveloped his cock head as i felt the stream of
hot sperm shoot into my mouth from that large piss
hole I had been studying earlier. I carried on sucking
him as he went soft in my mouth. We laid together for
a while and I asked Mr Taylor if he would play with me
too. He smiled, sat up and undid my trousers. My
hard-on popped out and he masturbated me into some
tissues, it was nice having someone else do it, he was
skilful and I soon came. He cleaned me up and joked
about me having to pay him for that.

Mr Taylor gave me 20 pounds that day. 


Part 3

Mr Taylor was a great lover. My English lessons had
finished and we had to find other reasons to meet.

He asked me one day at school whether I could think of
an excuse to get away for a weekend. My parents were
quite liberal with me and allowed me to go away if I
wanted to. I said I was meting a girl I'd met on the
internet, they told me to be careful. I packed my bag
and left. 

Mr Taylor had booked a double room at a very posh
hotel in the West End of London. I caught the train to
Liverpool Street and made my way on the underground to
the Grosvenor Hotel. 

Im arrived at the Hotel and sat at the bar and waited.
It was early evening, Friday night and the hotel was
becoming quite busy. From nowhere Mr Taylor arrived, I
felt his hand on my shoulder. We sat at a table for a
while and talked, our legs touched and I already felt
quite horny from just imagining the things we cold get
up to over a whole weekend. 

"We have a great room" Mr Taylor told me, "do you want
to see it?" I was quite hungry, but Mr Taylor seemed
to want to show me the room so we went. We carried or
cases to the lift and waited. The lift finally arrived
and we entered, another older couple came in also. We
were on the third floor. After finding our room we
entered, it was very luxurious large picture window,
an absolutely enormous bed. I sat on it and bounced a
couple of times. 

"I have an enormous hard-on" I said, this got Mr
Taylor's attention, he was just going into the
washroom, but came to me instead, "can I see?" he
asked. He sat on the bed and I stood before him, he
undid my belt and pulled down my pants, "Hmm lovely"
he said. He held my penis and kissed the glans after
drawing my foreskin right back. "I need a pee" he
said, "come with me?" he held my hand and we walked
into the toilet. The bathroom was luxurious, gold taps
and fittings, fluffy white towels. I sat next to Mr
Taylor on the edge of the bath and held his cock as he
pee'd. I could feel it as the urine passed down its
length. He was semi hard but his foreskin still
covered the end of his cock. After he finished I drew
back his skin and gave it a couple of shakes, he
shuddered and i felt his wonderful cock grow in my
hand. 

We needed to satisfy each other and we left the toilet
and laid on the bed together. Mr Taylors cock needed
to be taken care of and I wasn't about to let it go
soft. I kneeled between his legs and massaged his cock
with both hands, it was enormous and the head grew and
shone in my hands. I applied some baby oil and he
groaned with pleasure. The veins on his penis swelled
as more blood was being pimped into his wonderful
organ. 

"I want you in me" I said, I kneeled before Mr Taylor
and he oiled my ass, I could feel his large finger
entering me and my cock twitched as he did this.
Facing him, I sat down onto his cock, Mr Taylor guided
his organ to my ass, it pushed and I felt it start to
enter, it felt so big, he pushed some more, I felt
like I needed a crap but I resisted that and went with
the pleasure. We laid together and after a while Mr
Taylor turned me over and pumped at me from behind, he
came with an enormous orgasm and came inside me. We
laid together for a while and Mr Taylor took care of
my still strong erection, he masturbated me into his
mouth and I also came with great ferocity, he allowed
no semen to escape and swallowed it all. 

Mr Taylor gave me a shower, washing me all over and
soaping my cock and ass again, I was soft but it felt
good, my ass was sore but he was gentle cleaning and
drying me. I washed him too, I studied his penis as
the water and soap ran off of it. We dried each other
off and he appied talcum powder to my cock and ass, it
felt weird, like a child having his napkin or diaper
changed. As he applied the talcum powder, he powdered
my balls and he saw me start to grow. 

It was time to go out now, we were hungry, Mr Taylor
ordered a taxi and we left the hotel and found a
classy french restaurant. During the meal, I couldnt
stop thinking about later and what might happen.


Part 4

We went out for a wonderful meal, the taxi dropped us
off at the restaurant and we ate and drank. Mr Taylor
removed a shoe and was touching and carressing my cock
with his foot whilst we ate. I had this enormous boner
and needed to visit the mens room. I couldn't stand at
a urinal so I went into a cubicle. I had to wait a
minute whilst I softened up. It was just then I heard
Mr Taylors voice, I opened the door a little and he
came in. He held my cock as I pissed, which didnt help
as it started to grow again. He sat on the toilet and
I offered my cock to him, he held it and studied it,
wiping the end with some toilet paper, then drawing
back my foreskin and gently enveloping the head of my
penis with his mouth. I didn't cum, I wanted to save
myself for later.

The trip back to the hotel was short, we had a quick
drink in the bar and then went to the elevator. Mr
Taylor held me and kissed me, I felt his hard cock
pushing into me, I was so looking forward to seeing
and feeling it again.

We went into our room, I stood before him and removed
his shirt, then his trousers, and he then stood before
me in his underpants. I outlined the shape of his cock
with my finger and gently pulled down his pants. His
cock popped out, so red and hard, the glans shining. I
kissed the end and played with his balls, I felt it
twitch. We both stripped off completely naked and got
under the covers, Mr Taylor came twice that nice and I
came three times. 

We finally went to sleep in each others arms at about
4 a.m. I awoke at about 8.30. Mr Taylor was sound
asleep, I pulled back the covers and looked at him.
His penis was small and he had some crusty sperm on
his stomach and around his cock from the night before.
I slipped into the bathroom, found a small bowl and
filled it with soapy water. I returned to the bed and
sat next to Mr Taylor, he was still asleep. I gently
washed his stomach and thighs with the soapy water, he
shuffled a little on the bed. His balls felt loose in
my hand a I drew back his loose foreskin and washed
that area thoroughly. It felt good as it started now
to grow in my hand, the glans hardening and pushing
itself out. I eased Mr Taylor onto his side and washed
his ass, soaping arond his hole and into it. Turning
back, I laid with my head on Mr Taylors stomach and
gently mastrbated him into my mouth with my soapy
hands. He came in my mouth, he was still half asleep,
he tasted good and deposited a surprising amount of
sperm in my mouth. 

Mr Taylor needed to use the toilet, I went with him,
he sat on the toilet and I sat facing him on his lap,
I heard the urine gush from his cock and then as he
crapped into the bowl, we kissed and he fondled me. My
cock went so hard, this all seemed so dirty yet really
erotic. Mr Taylor finished, and I cleaned him p with
soap and flannel, I got him to bend over the bath and
I finished washing his arse. I sat on the floor by him
and with my finger, probed into his ass, it felt nice
he said and I gently kissed him there, then pushed my
tongue into him. The taste was exquisite and I licked
and kissed him there for a few minutes. 

Mr Taylor asked if I would mastrbate myself while he
watched, "of course" I said and proceded to, he sat
watching me on the side of the bath. I came with a
shudder, and Mr Taylor then cleaned me up with his
tongue, cleaning all the new and old sperm from now
and the night before.