How I, a very average teenage uni student, ended up banging my beautiful Chinese teacher in a classroom on campus [MF]

I was more detailed with the background info than I had intended, feel free to skip to the dotted line if you just want the naughty details.

Picture me a couple of years ago: 18 years old, living away from home for the first time in my life, in my first year at university, struggling to make real friends, and barely keeping up with my studies. If you had told me that by the second term I would have banged a stunning mid-thirties mother in an empty classroom on campus I would have told you to shut up; this is how it happened…

I’ve always been interested in foreign languages. In school I studied French and Spanish, at uni I was studying Business Management with Spanish. I had always wanted to study an Asian language and had taught myself basic Mandarin through the internet, so when I saw that the uni was offering extra-curricular Mandarin classes every Wednesday at 6-8pm, I signed up.

When I showed up at the first class, there were only three other people in the class. But it was the teacher I paid the most attention to. She was absolutely stunning, and I mean it. She was short and slim, probably only around 5’2 or so, and usually just wore a shirt and trousers, nothing fancy. Even then, it was obvious she had nice perky boobs and a great bum and I could never resist taking a peek at whenever she turned her back to us to write on the whiteboard.

Best of all though, she had a beautiful smile and she was a good teacher. She took a liking to me because I already knew some Mandarin, and I was picking things up a lot quicker than the others. I asked a lot of questions and had genuine interest so I think she liked my enthusiasm. By the end of first term the others had all dropped out so it was just me and her. She said that usually she would ask one-on-one students to pay extra, but she said she lived close by so it wasn’t expensive to travel, and that I was a good student and she enjoyed teaching me. I had briefly thought that maybe she found me attractive, but I told myself to stop being stupid. Just because I think she’s beautiful doesn’t mean she feels the same way, besides, she’s too old for me… right?

By second term we were becoming less professional with each other now that we were meeting one-on-one every week. Usually towards the end of the lesson we would chat informally about our lives. I would tell her what I got up to at uni that week, and she told me about herself too. I learnt that she was 33 (but she didn’t look her age ***at all***), moved to the UK from China a few years ago, and her main job was at a law firm, but she taught Mandarin on the side for some extra cash. She was a divorced mother of a young girl who stayed with a babysitter whenever she was out teaching. I insisted I should pay her more but she refused to take more money.

I noticed some changes now that there was only two of us. Before, she had stood in front of the whiteboard at the front of the classroom, but now she sat right next to me at the desk while she taught me, and I could smell her perfume. A lot of the time she would touch my hand when she corrected a mistake of mine. Also, she began wearing different outfits. Sometimes she would wear a tight top and jeans that really accentuated her figure. Other times she wore a short skirt and ankle-length boots. Often I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra and it was really hard to not look down her top as she leaned towards me. I wasn’t sure of it at the time but she began subtly flirting with me as well; for example, when we were having a conversation in Mandarin about family, when I told her I had a brother she asked, “is he also good-looking?” I thought there’s no way she could be interested in me: sure I’m tall but I was a bit skinny back then and in my mind at least, totally not noteworthy. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not ugly by any means but I’m not exactly David Beckham either.

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I told a friend about all of this and he urged me to make a move. I was very hesitant, because I had only ever slept with one girl before, and she had been my long term girlfriend in school.

One lesson we were covering the topic of body parts and it finally happened. Touchy as ever, she said the word for “hand” and touched mine. In my head, I wanted to ask the Mandarin word for “leg” and touch hers, but I chickened out, so we were sat inches apart awkwardly with our hands touching, staring at each other. Her eyes were seriously beautiful up close. They were deep, piercingly dark brown. I was about to look away and laugh nervously when she leaned in and kissed me gently. I had been taken by surprise, but I returned the kiss, very slowly and hesitantly at first, before she slipped her tongue into my mouth, and we started making out more passionately.

Subconsciously my hands hovered to her breasts, and I played with them through her top as we locked lips. Her hands wandered to my jeans zipper which she undid, and she fumbled around trying to pull my cock out until I pulled away and said possibly the most uncool thing I could have said at that moment: “What if someone sees us?”

As soon as I said it, I realised how stupid I was. We were on the top floor of the languages building after 6pm at night, no one had a reason to come up here and indeed no one had ever interrupted our lessons all year.

She laughed and said, “They won’t.”

She gave up with the zipper, and undid my belt and pulled my jeans and boxers down. My heart was beating out of my chest as she stared at me with those beautiful brown eyes of hers as she clasped her lips around my tip, and slowly inched her way down the length of my rock-hard cock. I had received blowjobs from my ex before, but this one blew hers out of the water. She did this kind of slurping motion with her tongue and it felt absolutely incredible. A couple of times, she pushed her head as far down my cock as it would go, and while my lodged deep inside her throat, she flicked out her tongue to lick my balls. She used her hands to stroke my balls and cock as she sucked too; I was in heaven.

I used every last remaining ounce of my willpower to not cum right there down her throat. I gently eased her away from my cock and returned the favour. I undressed her, taking off her top and fumbling at her red bra to reveal her perky boobs and big brown areolas. We took off her ankle-length boots and short skirt to reveal matching red lace panties. My god, I was so fucking turned on. I was starting to feel a bit more confident.

“Put your boots back on,” I instructed her. “You look so good in them.”

She obliged, and sat on the table she had just been teaching me at in just her boots and nothing else. I sucked on her nipples, before working my way down and sliding off her panties which had become moist. I slipped a finger in her pussy, and it slid right in. She was soaking wet, and started breathing heavily as I picked up the pace on the fingering. I slid another finger in and she started moaning. She couldn’t take it anymore, and without warning she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me towards her pussy. I obliged and began eating her out. I was a little worried I wasn’t doing a good job, as I had only ever eaten out my ex before, and my teacher being in her thirties must have had some good head over the years, but judging by her moans she seemed to enjoy it at least.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

She got up off the table, turned around and bent over expectantly. I don’t know why I did this, but almost subconsciously I took her hand and helped her stand back up, before leading her over to the floor-to-ceiling window and bending her back over, palms resting against the window. It was dark already at this point, but the light was on in the classroom and if anyone looked up, they would see us. It was a thrill.

I slowly entered her from behind in standing doggy, thrusting slowly but steadily at first, and picking up pace as I got into a rhythm. Her pussy was so wet already that my cock glided in and out of her almost effortlessly. I gripped her hips and picked up the pace even more as she threw herself back against me. I railed her harder and harder, until my balls were slamming against her and she was moaning so loudly that if there had been anyone on our floor, they would have heard us for sure.

Suddenly, her pussy tightened up and convulsed, and she came so vigorously that her legs trembled and her knees buckled. I couldn’t hold out any longer, as the sensations of her orgasm sent me into overload too, and I shot my load deep into her warm pussy. As I pulled out, I was greeted with possibly the most glorious sight that 18-year-old me had ever seen up to that point in my life: my beautiful Chinese teacher bent over wearing nothing but her boots, with my cum dripping out of her freshly-fucked pussy.

Starting from that day, every single week after that, we would have a lesson for an hour and a half, and finish with a 30 minute love-making session. She was simply incredible and the sex was mind-blowing. We fucked on the table, over the teacher’s desk and in front of the windows. She was into BDSM so she began bringing along toys like handcuffs and blindfolds to our lessons, and she taught me to whip her how she likes to be whipped. Dare I say, I got pretty good at being a dom. She was also my first anal, and she let me take all sorts of photos and videos of her sucking my cock and getting fucked in the ass after she made me promise never to show anyone (which is why I won’t be sharing them with anyone on here, sorry). We never got caught, and every Wednesday 6-8 pm was simply heaven. To be honest I was falling for her. Unfortunately it all came to an end when first year ended, and she landed her dream job which required her to move away.

But she was an amazing fuck and she helped me improve so much in the bedroom (or classroom, seeing as we never fucked outside of there lol). I’ve still never reached out to her again after all these years even though we have each other’s number, but we ended on good terms, and she said that she would miss me. Sometimes I wonder what she’s up to these days and if she’s remarried by now. I think one day I’ll reach out to her again for a catch up, and possibly a good rough pounding too for old time’s sake if she’s up for it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nmkvph/how_i_a_very_average_teenage_uni_student_ended_up