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Most of us lead two lives — real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of future wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies — wild dreams that we seldom expect to see come true.
In this story, a woman teacher has learned to be outward and honest with her sexual desires, and she becomes a woman whom many would brand as a slut and others would merely call liberated. She is a woman dedicated to becoming a sexually liberated soul — a person who not only feels sexually free, but who has been compelled to unshackle others from the bands of Puritanism and censorship.
TEACHER MAKES IT deals with a volatile issue, an issue that government has tried to define, that churches have tried to repress, that swingers have tried to advocate — but perhaps the answer lies with the individual. Let he or she decide his own standard of morality, just as this teacher has done.
Gina Singleton fingered her tight, little cunt and muttered to herself. “Oh, Jesus, I’d love to have a huge cock slamming against my backbone!” she said, spreading her long, bronzed legs. She slid her middle finger in and out of the slicked-up walls and moaned quietly as her palm rubbed her clit.
She sat there on the couch, her head flung back as she felt the pleasure begin to mount. Her breathing was raspy and shallow as she sensed the first warm glow of orgasm begin to burn in her pussy. She fingered herself in and out, tightening her cunt walls around her exploring finger and moaned softly. Just as she tensed up her entire body for a glorious release, the phone rang.
“Oh shit,” she said, her body going limp. “Perfect fucking timing!”
“Hello, Gina?” the voice on the other end said. “I didn’t recognize your voice. You sounded out of breath.”
“That’s all right, just defrosting my freezer,” Gina said somewhat tartly.
“Sorry I can’t model for your art class today. Will it be all right if I send in a substitute?”
“Sure, that’s fine,” Gina answered.
“I don’t think you’ll be disappointed,” the girl said. “I wasn’t.”
After Gina hung up, she said half aloud, “I wonder what the hell she meant by that?”
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number EL-2017 in the original publications (a duplicate).