I was called in to substitute in the class. I love my teaching job since it affords a cougar like me ample opportunity to sample some young cubs. Today was World Poetry Day and each student was to read a self written poem aloud. Each student got up in turn to recite another tired and boring poem. My late night was beginning to catch up on me due to the boredom, and I began to fantasize about one particularly handsome young man in the back row. I realized he was getting up and walking toward me. Did he see the lust in my eyes? 
As he walked past me to the front to read his poem, he smiled in my direction. He began to read. His poem was about a mature seductress and her prey. It was deeply erotic, almost to the point of xrated. He described her body, her large bosom, her taste. The whole time he was reading he stared into my eyes. My pussy was soaked when he finished. His voice caressed me like soft hands as he read. It was clearly the most well written poem in the class and received a standing ovation from classmates.
After class I spoke to this cub and lured him into my den. Never before had I considered poetry foreplay, but his poem had turned me on as much as if he had tongued my nipples or my clit. This cougar was about to pounce on her prey. Usually I share my conquests with my girls. but this one may be just mine to savor
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