Sometimes I get the question: "What turns you on Miss Teache..
Added 2023-03-29 16:48:00 +0000 UTCSometimes I get the question: "What turns you on Miss Teacher?" So, to answer that I will share a fantasy of mine. In this fantasy I am a college level history teacher and I have a classroom full of students who have spent all semester watching me teach in flip flops or bare feet. Always wearing nail paint. Sometimes on particularly hot days the scent of my old beat-up flip flops can waft out toward the students attending lectures due to a small fan I positioned specifically for this purpose. So, all across the semester they are being conditioned to see my bare feet while smelling my pheromones. (It may not be science, but this is my fantasy.) On the final day of the semester, I finally make my move. I tell the students that if they want relief from what I'm about to do, they will keep quiet. For the entire class time I go to each desk and rub my feet up and down each students' legs, two at a time. Imagine you and your classmate sitting next to each other, my right foot rests on your right thigh and my left on your classmate's left thigh. My sweaty, plushy, soft soles slowly rubbing from your knee up to your belt loops. After I can see each student has made a tent in their pants I stand up on my desk and say: "If you promise to keep your mouths shut, two at a time you all may come forward and release yourselves between my soles and flip flops." Imagine this: You and your classmate from earlier come forward. You both unzip your pants and grip yourselves. You push forward into my right gap, they are in my left. At the same time, after very few pumps you release in unison inside my shoes. Followed by the next two, followed by the next two until the entire class has emptied themselves. My soles and flip flops are drenched in an avalanche of pent-up college student stress. At which time I walk to my car shaking a bit because I am so worked up. By this point I've usually finished "fixing myself" :D
