The first few times it happened, Dave dismissed it as an accident, not to embarrass anyone, and said nothing about it. He definitely thought about it, but like any similar situation in his teaching career, he tried to put it behind him and move on.
But the day he first felt a hand coming close to his cock and taking the initiative himself, he knew that this time things were going to be different.
He has been teaching photography courses for many years. It is an optional course he offers to final year students to relieve them from the stress of their final year. This gave him the opportunity to teach and guide a small group of children and help them in a way that he would not normally have access to as a physics teacher.
He enjoys teaching old-fashioned photography, using film rather than digital cameras. He enjoys the personal aspect of trying and developing film and finds that students learn more from the class than from just throwing it on the computer and playing with Photoshop. There is something more artistic about it. They can learn new and unique ways of working at any time. Most of them were far more advanced than him in this area, but he had never touched 35mm film.
The class size is smaller this year and, unlike previous years, the class is made up entirely of girls. He couldn’t help but notice that they were all beautiful. There must be moons lined up or something, because all five girls seem to be cut from the same cloth, slim, curvy bodies, nicely shaped and medium length breasts, shoulder length hair of different colors, and each one… all the same. It’s an interesting lesson.
Alison, Lucy, Sylvia and Sarah. His harem; he thinks about it when he watches porn on his computer at home late at night. The fifth girl was his daughter Jo. This little complication will go away when she finally graduates next year. So far, he has balanced being a teacher dad with my school problems without too many notable incidents. The road has been pulled up a few times since she turned 18, but overall, they have survived. He managed to avoid taking her into any of his classes, mainly because her deep interest in art was somewhat different from his area of expertise. Something he picked up from his mother.
Joe’s mom now has a story, but that’s for another time.
As a teacher, he has struggled for many years, and those young girls in school uniforms look so attractive and delicious. He has always wanted one but he has never been there. He attributes most of this to fate. The girls he pursues have no interest in any type of contact other than the need to go to school, and he does not want to be with the girls who have a crush on him. Now, at the age of 45, he does not see any romantic problems arising between him and any of his young students.
The class started off well, all the girls showed a genuine interest in the subject and the size of the class allowed Dave to make it very interactive. From the start, the class was fun, the girls would throw a lot of nonsense at him and he would respond as much as his situation would allow him to, but as friendships grew amongst the class, he crossed the boundaries.
When they move into the dark room, things start to get interesting. He makes sure to note each girl’s location before the lights go dark, and he’s always cautious of his actions when a girl asks for help. It’s easy to touch things you shouldn’t. Although all the girls in the class are over 18, that doesn’t eliminate all complications.
But despite his best efforts, contact was inevitable in the dark space, and sometimes, he’d bump into someone or brush his fingers against his hip as he struggled to find an elbow to guide the curve of his waist, his cock growing hard as he felt the thin outline of his body beneath his school uniform. God, he loved those uniforms. Yes, they hide everything, but when they’re well placed, imagination quickly fills in the blanks, especially when a hand rests on a hip, feeling the warmth of contact.
Then the girls start threatening her. They wait until she turns off the lights, then they hear some movement and immediately switch places. As they talk and ask for help, she eventually figures out who is who, but that’s the hardest. It’s during these times that it starts.
As he began helping people from one girl to two places, he found that he could not accurately judge the position of the girl in the middle, and as a result, his butt was rubbing against hers as he passed by. He had to admit that it was a very pleasurable feeling to have a young girl’s ass rubbing against his crotch, but the professional part of him compelled him to apologize at the contact and let her move on instead of grabbing and grinding her hips against him.
This went on for about a week, at night he would sit in front of the computer and look at pictures of girls that looked like her in his class and then masturbate like crazy because he thought he had actually grabbed a girl, instead of just doing it. His hips were rubbing against hers, he even lifted up her clothes and rubbed his penis against her groin. He also wanted to know what role Jo had played in all of this. She was definitely part of the switch in the dark room, but he wondered if she had thought it was all part of a joke when she took part, or as she liked to imagine, she knew that someone in that room was rubbing her butt against her father’s groin.
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It was Monday when it happened. Dave knew he would never forget it. They were all in the dark room and the usual game of swapping places had begun. The girls were quiet today and Dave found himself standing behind the girls, watching to see if anyone needed help filming. He slid in quietly, then he found another butt pressing against him. This time, he didn’t move so quickly, he began to think it was intentional and wondered if the girl would have done something different if it didn’t look like he was about to jump. To his surprise, he felt his hips move slightly as he slid in, and then, just when he thought it was over, he felt a hand cup his waist and grab his semi-erect penis. He held a breath of surprise when the hand squeezed it several times, then let go.
He was lost for the remainder of the course.
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Jo sat in her room wondering what was going on. She knew her friend thought her father was sexy. There was something Indiana Jones about him (Raiders of the Lost Ark Indy, she thought laughing, not Crystal Skull Indy!). He was older, good-looking and from a prestigious family, and the way he treated his children earned their respect and admiration. That’s one of the reasons his photography courses are so popular, really.
She’s not sure why more people didn’t attend this year, but is glad she was one of five lucky people to attend.
She’d been a little annoyed when the girls had first brought up what they wanted to do. After all, they were talking about her father, but she knew they’d find a way to make it happen no matter how involved she was. Besides, a little rift with her father wasn’t likely to cost her her job. And she’s divorced, so allowing her friend to do this doesn’t mean she’s betraying her mother or anything.
But today, she found herself caught up in the fun of it all, and as he passed her, she stuck her ass out and as the others said, she felt her ass touching his crotch. . . She was amazed at how good it felt to be so naughty, knowing that neither her friends nor her father knew she had done it.
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Dave knew he should stop what was going on there and take each girl aside and give them a vague warning about their inappropriate behavior in the dark room, but the honest truth was that he liked it. He just couldn’t believe an 18 year old girl would grab his cock like that. He wanted to see where this would lead. He started paying attention to details. Which girl wore a watch? Did she have a special scent during class? How long were their skirts? Anything he thought could be used to differentiate the people in his class.
He was disappointed when he wasn’t touched again during the next two classes. The rubbing of the buttocks continued and he found he lingered on them a little longer than he should have, but that was it.
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Monday came again and things changed again. He moved several times and her butt rubbed against him. As he started to move from one place to another, he felt a hand slide down the front of his pants. When it reached his hard cock, she grabbed it and didn’t let him move further. He stopped and began to deliberately rub his penis up and down, stimulating him. He suppressed a groan. It felt like he was letting it go on forever, but he kept going. He reluctantly felt the hand loosen. He was surprised again when he stepped over to the next girl. He could feel how close he was to her. He thought she would fall back onto the bench, but she didn’t. He moved a hand to steady himself and found it resting on her hip. Her hand grabbed his. He stopped, stunned. He thought it was a girl from his class, but here he paused for a moment.
He felt like he was going to fall. Then the hand grabbed his and slid down her stomach until it was at her breasts! He could feel the strings of her bra under the thin material of the uniform. He could feel the shape of the bra, the fold where it stopped. He could feel the hardness of her nipples poking into his palms as she pressed her hands against him. His fingers squeezed and fondled. The breasts pressed hard into his hands.
He stopped. The reason seemed to become clear. He removed his hand from the girl’s chest and continued walking forward, staying as far away from temptation as possible in the dark space. Damn it!
After class, he looked at each girl carefully, trying to figure out who did it. There is no evidence that it was him.
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That night, he lay in bed at home thinking about it and the possible consequences. Then he thought about her hand on his cock and the feel of her breasts under his hand, stroking his cock until it became erect.
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Dave spent the rest of the session with a feeling of anticipatory stupor. From the moment he came into the classroom, he studied very hard and was worried that his daughter would see him when he left the dark room. He listened to the girls talk when they thought he couldn’t hear him. He heard them talk about the guys at school when they saw one of them blocking the road. As a result, he brought all the girls on camera with him and stayed away from the dark room, thinking that this might help him control his overwhelming desire to explore what was offered further.
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Alison and Sylvia walked around campus together, looking for something worth photographing, something that could be illuminated to impress Mr. Johns.
“You know, I grabbed his cock,” Alison said, smiling at Sylvia, waiting for some sort of shocked reaction.
“I put his hands on my nipples,” Sylvia replied, laughing at Alison’s face. Alison is the most daring because she thinks she has everything under control.
Allison laughed, “Hey, I thought the rest of you would do nothing but stick your asses out and I could outwit everyone.”
“And how big is it?” Sylvia asked, pleased with the answer.
“Big,” Alison laughed. “I don’t know if he was fully hard, well, he probably was when I let him go, but it felt nice and big to me. What did he do when you put your hand there?”
“He really pinched her,” Sylvia recalled with a sigh.
“I can’t believe he’s not scared of us yet,” Alison said. “I want to fuck him so bad.”
“Me too,” replied Sylvia.
“Hey, we should give her another surprise,” Allison said. Sylvia smiled, knowing that the look on her friend’s face told her she was thinking of something very naughty.
“Like what?” he asked.
“Well, how about we leave a roll of film in the dark room at the end of next class? There are some pictures on it.”
“Well, what else could happen in a movie,” Sylvia laughed.
“Oh, don’t be silly,” Alison laughed, “what if he gets a picture of a nipple?”
“Oh oh oh,” Sylvia said, smiling when she realized. “Well, whose nipples?”
“Okay, I’m going to put my stuff in there,” Alison said, leading Sylvia to the nearest restroom. As soon as she entered the door, she took Sylvia with her into a cubicle. She unbuttoned the front of her tunic-style summer uniform, shrugged her shoulders and put her arms behind her back. She pulled down the straps of her bra and pulled the cup down, exposing her right breast. She handed the camera to Sylvia. “Take a picture,” she said with a sigh and pulled her nipples to make them as tight as possible, playing with them.
“Shouldn’t you use the new film?” Sylvia asked.
“Oh yes!” Alison laughed, rummaging in her camera bag for one. She rolled the used film back into the film box, loaded a new one, and returned the camera to Sylvia. “Put it in hard and tight, just in the nipples,” she told her, “we don’t want to give away too many clues.
Sylvia took some pictures of her friend’s nipples and was surprised to find that doing so turned her on. The pair then went back to taking pictures that could be used in class.
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Dave turned off the lights in the dark room, his cock hardening as he did so, he didn’t even try to pretend otherwise. He heard the change in position and smiled. He wanted to know who was the mastermind behind all of this? When he tried to move forward, he was surprised to see that the first girl in the room was blocking his path. She moved in front of him and he moved his hands in front of him, looking for any possible obstacles, and found that his fingers were pressed against her taut stomach. A small hand took his hand and lifted his hand up. He thought he would put it on her breasts again, but this time, it was higher.
When he lifted his hand the girl’s other hand joined the first, spreading her fingers apart. He almost moaned out loud when he felt her mouth close around his index finger. It simply engulfed him, and her tongue wrapped around it, swirling around it, leaving him no doubt about the other brilliant things that mouths could do to him. Then it stopped. When she started to move again, he almost stumbled. He considered coming at the girl again, grabbing her, kneading her ass or something. But he didn’t. There was still something stopping him from being the initiator. Some small sliver of their defenses that the other party clearly wanted.
As he passed the third girl in line, he felt the familiar rub of her ass against his crotch, and this time, squirming was a certainty. No budging. This is a tough test. He stopped and let his tight little ass spin around, knowing the girl would feel the full hardness of his cock. When he stopped, the girl turned around and put her hands on his hips to stop him from leaving. He felt those hands touch his pants. She was undoing them!
“No!” his mind screamed, but his body didn’t react, and suddenly his hand was in his pants, groping his cock, groping until it found a way through the boxers and his naked cock was firmly held in his hand and stroked happily. It moved up and down several times and he knew that pre-cum was now leaking from the tip of his cock. The hand withdrew and left his side. He moved forward silently, fixing his pants and trying to calm the beating of his heart, which was hitting his chest like a machine gun.
After class, he packed up in the darkroom and was surprised to find a roll of film left behind. He would ask if anyone would be absent from the next class.
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“Girls, did any of you leave any film in the dark room while class was going on?” Dave asked at the beginning of the next class, carefully trying to read it in the reactions on their faces rather than their nodding. Apparently no one had it, so he put it in his pocket to develop later, to see if it might provide any clues.
This is what he began to do after the course. He would stand staring at the paper in the developing fluid, waiting for the secrets hidden within it to be revealed. It was one of his favorite moments, even more romantic than showing an image on a computer screen. He literally could not tell what it was from the negatives and eagerly speculated about what it might be.
The A4 paper slowly revealed its image, but it took him a moment to understand what he was looking at. A nipple! Nipples are so erect and arousing. He developed the rest of the footage quickly. There were only five of them in total, and his cock grew harder with each one. He stood admiring them as they dried, five photos, apparently of the same nipple, all taken from the same angle. As he studied them, he found his hand rubbing his penis. There was no doubt that it had come from one of the girls in his class, but he didn’t know which one.
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When he got home later that day, he found himself thinking about Jo again. She’s been spending time with her mother this week. He couldn’t help but wonder how much she knew about what went on in the dark room. Did she know that one of her friends had pulled down his pants and pulled out his cock? Did she know that his hands had been placed on someone’s breasts, or that his fingers had been sucked so that he could imagine that he was a skilled oral sex performer?
He wanted to know more and more… what did his daughter’s nipples look like? It started to become a place where people were fascinated and mesmerized. Joe was left home alone for a week when he started plotting his plot. But would he really do it? Would he find and implement a way to see his daughter naked?
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“You didn’t!” said Joe. “Tell me you didn’t put your hand down my dad’s pants and grab his cock!”
“I did it,” Allison blushed, feeling a little guilty but still excited.
“Oh my god, you’re such a pervert!” Lucy said, a shocked look on her face as the five girls sat around each other during lunch.
“Is it big?” asked red-haired Sarah, laughing at Joe’s angry look.
“Oh, yes, that feels so good,” Alison replied. “I want it in my pussy so much.”
“Fuck, I can’t believe you’re discussing this in front of me!” Joe said.
“Well, just don’t think of him as your father or anything,” Sylvia laughed.
“Oh yes, if I said I wanted to take your dad’s cock in my mouth, would you say that?”
“Yes, but it’s different. Your father is very sexy, but my father is not!” Sylvia said with a look of disdain. Joe had to admit that Sylvia’s father, who was built like a sumo wrestler, was probably a poor choice for comparison.
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This conversation bothered Jo that night. Her dad is hot. All her friends agreed, and when she looked at him objectively, thinking he was just a teacher, she had to admit that for one of the older guys, he was really attractive. She knew they were right about his penis. Of course, she hadn’t seen it lately, but when she was younger and she was more inclined to hide in the bedroom than the bathroom, it always seemed much bigger. Plus, she felt it rubbing against her ass, which told her most of all that they were right.
