First Teaching Assignment
By Muscle Fan



I was accepted to teach at a junior college in Southern California, a small
community college. Ever since I was young, I had been fascinated with the
human body; how it worked, how it developed and what could be done to enhance
its performance. I was active in sports from an early age and in the last four
or five years, active in strength training and bodybuilding. My name is Anne
Courtney and this is my story.

Anne: I finally got everything put away in the small house I was renting. It
has two bedrooms, one that I had set up as a home office, a kitchen, living
room and most important, a pool. Not large but at least one that I could swim
laps in. Classes would begin tomorrow and I need to relax before my first day.

The afternoon was warm and I put on my bikini, grabbed a beach towel and
headed for the back yard. I applied some suntan lotion even though I was
already fairly dark having spent two weeks in Hawaii as a treat to myself. I
untied the straps on my top and lay on a chaise.

After twenty minutes, I looked around and felt confident that no one could see
me, so I untied the sides of my bottom and lay there so my entire backside
could get tan. I had spent many days in Hawaii sunning and swimming naked and
had become accustom to it.

Brian: Tomorrow is my first day at college. Well, junior college anyway. I was
getting my backpack ready with the books I would need and folders for notes
when I saw someone in old man Truman's back yard. Old man Truman had died and
his son was renting out the place, but I didn't know he had found a tenant.

I pulled up on one of the slats of the blinds and couldn't believe what I saw.
A goddess with short blonde hair and muscles, but what really made my cock
begin to stir was that she was naked. I quickly shut my bedroom door and began
to rub my crotch while I watched her. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore and
I unsnapped my jeans and began to stroke myself. It was then that this goddess
rolled onto her back.

Her body was as if it had been carved from stone. Muscled arms, small but firm
breasts and muscled thighs, but what took my breath away was that she had
shaved her pubis. I exploded as I never have sending a stream of cum onto the
bedroom wall and my carpet. I had never had such an orgasm.

'Oh shit,' I thought as I frantically grabbed some tissues and began wiping my
cum from the wall and carpet as well as my penis. Finished, I peered through
the blinds once more but my goddess was gone.

Anne: My first four classes of the day were 'Body and Strength Conditioning',
a topic that I thoroughly enjoyed. My second two classes were algebra which,
while I was proficient at, was boring. It was day one and I wanted to set a
precedence so I had prepared a short homework assignment just so I could see
where my students fell academically. I knew they wouldn't be excited about
having homework the first day of class.

Brian: All day my mind was on the woman next door when I walked into my
freshman algebra class. I damn near fell over a chair when I saw her. She had
on black pants and a loose fitting long sleeve satin blouse which hid her
muscles rather well, but I knew it was her. I managed to get through Miss
Courtney's class without making a fool of myself, besides, Megan, my high
school girlfriend was also in the class, so I couldn't stare openly at the
teacher as much as I would have liked.

After class, Megan said, "How about we get together and work on this homework.
I want to pass this bitches class so I don't have to retake it." "Sure, Meg,
come on over and we can bang it out," I said. Megan and I had had sex numerous
times since our junior year of high school although I'm sure our parents would
have been shocked to know this.

Later that afternoon, my parents were still at work, when Megan came over.
Sitting on my bed, we looked at the homework assignment as well as the text
book trying to solve the problems. "You know," Megan said, removing her tank
top, "I think better when I'm naked," and laughed as she stood to shimmy out
of her shorts. Megan didn't wear a bra or panties and was always eager to have
sex, she said, in part because of my large cock. Naturally I was always happy
to accommodate.

Anne: 'Still some afternoon sun,' I thought as I walked in the house, and
began to undress. I grabbed my beach towel and stepped into the back yard not
bothering to put on my bikini and lay on the chaise lounge. I found the sun
therapeutic and enjoyed my little 'plot of paradise' as I faced the sun.

As I lay there I thought about the first day of classes and how everything
seemed to fall into place. Even algebra had some students who appeared eager
to learn.

After twenty minutes, I stood and dove into the pool, swimming first one lap
and then another. My muscles felt marvelous as they worked to glide through
the water, ducking at the ends to make their turn. After twenty laps I was
ready to dry off.

Brian: Megan was petite, only five foot tall with auburn hair and a light
dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose and on her shoulders. I
glanced through the slats of my blinds and Megan asked, "What are you looking
at?" "Ah, nothing, honey," I lied unconvincingly. She got off the bed and
pulled the cord on the blinds opening them fully.

"Oh my God, is that Miss Courtney," she said, putting a hand to her mouth,
"Look, she's naked!" "Uh-huh," I said, my cock becoming erect as I watched
her. Megan turned to me and looked at my manhood which now was practically
touching the wall. "You like her, don't you?" Megan asked. "I, ah, love you,
Megs," I stammered, mustering all of my will not to stroke my shaft.

I turned away from the window and picked Megan off the floor and tossed her on
the bed. I was between her legs before she could react burying my cock deep
within her. "Brian, Brian," she said as I drove deeper, "Ahh," she moaned,
"don't stop, baby!" I increased my tempo all the while picturing Miss Courtney
in my mind. We climaxed together with both of us letting out a cry of
pleasure.

Spent, I lay atop Megan, catching my breath. When I stepped from the bed, I
saw that my cum had saturated the bedspread. 'Damn,' I thought, 'I have to
wash it.' "Get up, Megs," I said, "I've got to wash this thing," tugging on
the spread. "OK, OK, give me a minute," she said, "I need a tissue, you
exploded inside me." I handed her a tissue as she got up. 'I've never cum so
much as when I see Miss Courtney or even think about her,' I thought.

Anne: I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye and then I saw the
raised blinds and the two figures framed in the window. 'Damn peepers,' I
thought as I wrapped my towel around me. One thing I didn't appreciate was an
invasion of privacy.

In the house I pulled a shapeless shift type dress over my head and stormed
out the door before I even thought about what I was going to do or what I
would say.

I knocked loudly on the front door.

Brian: Half way down the stairs, there was a banging on the front door. 'What
the hell,' I thought, looking up to Megan, still naked, standing at the head
of the stairs. "Don't answer that," she yelled. I motioned for her to be
quiet.

Anne: "Come on, open up, I know you're in there," I said, "I can hear you."
There was silence and I banged on the door again, loud enough that I knew the
occupants could hear it. I could have easily broken the door down.

Brian: 'Damn,' I thought, holding the bedspread in front of me, I opened the
door. "Hi," I said, trying to sound casual but not thinking of anything else
to add.

Anne: I brushed by the boy at the door stepping into the entryway. I glanced
to the head of the stairs and saw the naked young girl. She took a step back
from the banister as if I was going to attack her, and I might have. "What
were you doing spying on me?" I demanded, "Where's the window?"

Brian: "Wh-what?" he stammered, "We weren't spying on you Miss Courtney."

Anne: I stopped, one foot on the bottom step and turned on the boy. "How did
you know my name?"

Megan: "We're in you algebra class."

Anne: 'Shit,' I thought, 'They had to be my students.' I nodded and continued
up the stairs. I needed to see how much of the backyard they could see. I went
directly to the window and looked down into my yard. From his bedroom, the boy
could see a small portion of the yard, a corner of the pool and, of course, my
chaise lounge. I turned to look at the girl, still naked. She was petite with
freckles, tan lines of a small bikini, a tuft of pubic hair and bright pink
polish on her toes and nails.

The young man stood clutching his bedspread and I pulled it away from him. He
too had freckles and a good tan; he was lean, but what captured my attention
was his semi-erect penis. I smiled. "You two were having sex, weren't you?"

I looked at the bedspread and saw the wetness of his cum. I looked at the boy
in the eyes and asked, "You were thinking of me when you climaxed, weren't
you?" The boy blushed uncontrollably.

Brian: "Ah, well," and his focus shifted from me to his girlfriend and back,
then he hung his head and said, "ah, yeah."

Megan: "Brian! How could you?" she sobbed.

Anne: I went to her and she backed up a step, but I put my arms around her and
she laid her head on my chest. "Don't worry, honey, men are jerks. Your
boyfriend likes women with muscles, but I'm sure he loves you." She sniffled
and I gave her a tissue from the box on the desk. The boy was nodding eagerly.

"Look, what are your names?" 'Brian Johnson', the boy said. 'Megan Stewart,'
said the girl. "OK, I'm still mad about being spied on, but Brian, if you help
me make the fence higher so you can't peer into my back yard, I'll forget
about your peeping, OK?"

"And as for you, Megan, can you clean pools?" She nodded, "Good, you can come
over and clean mine once a week."

Brian: "I'm sorry we were spying on you, but I've never seen a woman with
muscles like yours."

Megan: "Me either."

Anne: "That's sweet, I've worked long and hard to get my body in the shape
it's in." I did a double bicep pose and my arms exploded. Megan ran her hands
over my muscles commenting on how hard they were. Brian could only nod in
agreement.

"Brian, why don't you take that spread down and put it in the washer. Maybe it
will be done by the time your mother and father get home." He scooped up the
cover and darted from the room.

Turning back to Megan, I pulled my dress over my head and tossed it on the
desk chair. "I've worked especially hard on my abs. I do five hundred crunches
a day." I tensed them and Megan ran her fingers across the muscles. I
chuckled.

"Have you ever been with a woman before, Megan?" She shook her head. I didn't
think so, so I said, "Lay on the bed, baby." She immediately did and I crawled
between her legs and put one leg along her back and one along her front so
that our pubis's touched. "How does that feel, Megan?" I asked. I could feel
her soft pubic hair against my labia and it tickled slightly as I began to
rhythmically move my hips. Soon she was in sync with my movement.

I looked at Megan who had her eyes closed and was moaning softly. Brian
appeared in the doorway, out of breath from running up the stairs and froze
watching Megan and I having sex. I increased my tempo as I watched Brian's
cock become erect. I smiled and motioned him forward. Standing next to the
bed, he took his hard cock in both hands and began to masturbate.

Minutes later, I climaxed as did Megan, our juices wetting our butts, pussies
and the sheets below. A second later, Brian erupted with a torrent of cum
arcing onto both Megan and I.

I stepped from the bed. Megan, exhausted, lay in a pool of semen and our cum.
Brian sat on the edge of the bed, head down, his penis semi-limp between his
legs. I stepped in front of him and said, "Lick me, Brian, lick all of yours
and Megan's come from me," and thrust my pussy towards him.

He raised his head and took my hips in his hands and eagerly lapped my pussy
and inner thighs. His rough tongue felt marvelous as he explored my pelvis.
"Hmm, that's it, Brian, suck my clit." I felt myself on the verge of another
orgasm when I heard a car door slam.

What happened next happened very quickly. I threw my dress over my head and
told Brian and Megan, "Get dressed, I'll stall your parents for as long as I
can," and left the room.

I was at the bottom of the stairs by the time Mr. and Mrs. Johnson came
through the front door. "Hi, I'm Brian's algebra teacher, Anne Courtney," and
held my hand out to greet them. They each shook my hand and exchanged a
quizzical glance between them. "Brian and Megan asked me to stop by to help
them with the homework assignment."

Mr. and Mrs. Johnson: "Megan's here?" Mrs. Johnson asked looking to the head
of the stairs. Mr. Johnson, his attention drawn to my arms said, "That was
very nice of you to stop by." I nodded and then looked up as Brian and Megan
emerged from his room carrying the soaked bedding.

Brian: "Hi, mom, dad, I see you met Miss Courtney."

Megan: "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, we were just studying and I spilled some
juice on the bed."

Mrs. Johnson: "That's OK, Megan, we can put it in the washing machine."

Anne: "Well, I must be going, I think Brian and Megan will do very well in
algebra, they both seem to be very willing and bright students, quick to
learn." I opened the door and took one last look at the Johnson's. I wondered
if Mr. Johnson was as hung as his son, 'it would be interesting to find out.
In any case, I think Mrs. Johnson is in for quite the love making session this
evening.' I smiled to myself as I walked next door.

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Thank you,

Muscle Fan