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Megan arrived into the school parking lot in her red BMW. It was a hot day so she had the roof down and was enjoying the wind blowing her blonde hair. Her red lips widened with a smile as she found a space close to the entrance. She kept her sunglasses on, shielding her radiant, blue eyes as she got out of the car to go to class.
Her best friends were walking along the path she was approaching and when they met, the ritualistic hugs and kisses ensued. The started chatting about what every adult teen talks about in school – boys, gossip and of course, the upcoming summer holidays.
Megan and her friends captured the attention of all the guys in their vicinity. And they knew it, too. They were the hottest and most popular girls. Their uniform consisted of a red, chequered skirt that went down to just above their knees, a white blouse that one could easily see their bras through and then their school tie and blazer.
Some of the girls, like Megan, wore high heels. These weren’t typically allowed, but being a cheerleader, they were afforded some privileges that they often took advantage of.
They approached the entrance and Megan took off her sunglasses. They continued to chat about boys, but for Megan, there was only one man on her mind, Mr. Stevens, her math teacher. As they neared the steps, Megan noticed Mr. Stevens approaching.
Megan quickly fixed up her hair and started twirling the ends of it around with her finger. She made sure to give him a beaming, seductive smile as he walked by. She caught his attention and noticed he tried his best not to look. But she knew he couldn’t resist her and so when he looked again, she gave him a playful wink. He went red in the face and walked past them even faster.
Then he passed and Megan looked back to see more of his reaction. She was surprised to find that he looked back at her too. She felt a thrill throughout her body, a rush of excitement. She bit her lip to appease this as she returned to chatting with her friends.
As the day progressed, Megan found it difficult to focus on her studies. All she could think about was getting with Mr. Stevens. She finally knew what she always suspected; he was attracted to her. After a year of subtle hints and flirtatious and lewd gestures, she now knew. That’s why he tried his best to look away from her and also went red in the face. She could approach him now. Doing so before hand was too much of a risk.
Megan could never admit how she felt towards Mr. Stevens. As the hot, popular girl, she was expected to get with the sports guys, the jocks. But she always had a thing for nerdy guys. She considered them to be very cute with their glasses, their baggy clothes and lack of fashion sense. Not to mention how shy and awkward they can be when a gorgeous girl like her even so much as looks at them.
And while she painted this stereotypical picture of Mr. Stevens in her head, she was most impressed by his intelligence. She was a top student herself and was amazed by how he just had an answer to any question and helped any student when they were stuck, including her. That was something she never got from dating guys from the sports teams.
So, as she sat through her classes, she tried her best to supress any signs of visible arousal – her cheeks reddening, nipples poking through her shirt and her panties getting wet. She just wanted to get through the day – Math class was the last class she had and all she could think about was fucking him.
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Finally, the time had come. Megan sat near the top of the class, eagerly awaiting Mr. Steven’s arrival. Scribbling in her notebook to keep herself occupied, she failed to noticed him coming into the classroom until she heard the door close and the class fell silent.
Their eyes met as he walked towards his desk. Megan gave a little smile. She was about to wave at him but stopped herself out of fear of someone seeing. He ignored her, almost completely. She watched as he switched between writing on the board and circling the top of the room, also acting as if she didn’t exist.
This frustrated Megan. She was used to getting what she wanted. The fact that he was, in her eyes, playing hard to get only made her want him even more. And with this urgency to want him, she became aroused again.
First, she felt her panties get wet. Her pussy was getting noticeably wetter. Next, her nipples grew hard again and it took every ounce of resistance to not touch her breasts, to massage them. All he wanted to do was to run her hands over her nipples and squeeze them. She pushed her legs together, wishing that his cock was inside her.
Mr. Steven’s must have noticed Megan moving about in her seat uncomfortably as she involuntarily caught his attention by doing so.
Happy that he was now paying attention to her and realising the opportunity, she started to slowly spread her legs. That feeling of that extra bit of air against her now exposed thighs really let her know how wet her panties were. She managed to calm herself down but proceeded to spread her legs even more in the hope that he’ll notice.
And sure enough, he did. His face went red and as he was explaining a complex formula to the class, he buried his head further into the book he was reading from. A moment later, he sat down, hurriedly. Megan knew why he had to sit down, he could see her wet panties and almost all of her legs, especially as she was moving her skirt to provide him with such a view.
Also, with the hot sun shining through the window, it didn’t help that she got all hot and flustered. She felt the warmth in her face when her cheeks went red. She had no choice but to remove her blazer. Looking around the class, checking to see if anyone was giving her suspicious looks, she unbuttoned her blazer and hung it on the back of her chair.
Turning back around she saw that class was almost over, the bell was about to go. While he was calling out the homework assignment, she stared at him, seductively. Just like earlier, he was trying his best not to look at her – an impossible task if a girl is looking at someone like that – biting her lip, showing off her legs, her bare panties and now he could see her bra under her blouse.
The bell rang and the class got up to leave. Megan’s friends called to her, but she reassured them to leave without her as she wanted to stay behind. The class soon emptied with the exception of Megan and Mr. Stevens, who was packing his suitcase, preparing to go home.
“Excuse me, Mr. Stevens,” said Megan as she began twirling her hair with her finger and also began to spread her legs again. “I have a question regarding the homework assignment. Can you help me?”
Before he even had a chance to respond, Megan was making her way up to the top of the classroom.
“Um. Sure, Megan. What can I help you with?” responded Mr. Stevens, who kept focussing on packing up his things.
Megan arrived at his desk and pressed both her arms onto the edge of the table, leaning into it. This pushed her breasts together and strained the buttons on her shirt. She then looked at him with her bright blue eyes and smiled.
“Well, it just…” She circled around to stand beside him as he sat in the chair collecting things from his drawer. She faced towards him and leaned back against the desk. “I *really* need an A in this. My father wants me to go to the best college, you see.”
“Megan, I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”
She gave him a sympathetic look, moved in closer to him and placed her hands on each of his shoulders.
“Oh, Mr. Stevens. You’re such a smart man. Are you telling me you haven’t noticed my signals, not only today, but for the past year?” She moved to the side a little more and was now leaning against the desk directly in front if him while he sat in the chair.
“Megan, I -” he was interrupted by Megan.
“Mr. Stevens, I *want* that A, I *need* it. And,” she paused to undo one of her buttons on her shirt, creating an inviting view of the top of her cleavage, “I’m willing to do *anything* to make sure that I get it.” She paused to see how he would respond.
He shuffled about in his seat – it was now obvious to him what her intentions were. Blood started to rush towards his cock – who could resist the temptation of a busty 18-year-old schoolgirl. He stared at her, with lust, before he stopped himself and buried his face in his suitcase again.
Megan then pulled her skirt as high as it could go and sat up on the desk. She spread her legs and placed one foot on one side of the desk and with the other, pressed her high heel against his crotch.
“Now do you understand, Mr. Stevens?” she asked, softly. As she waited for him to respond, she started to massage herself just on the outside of the pink, lacy panties that she was wearing. She caught him looking and bit her lip, turned on by the attention. Occasionally, she slipped a finger underneath, giving him a sneak peak of her pussy.
Seeing the bulge rise in his pants, she wondered how long she could keep his attention. She slowly moved her hand from her wet panties and caressed her body, slowly moving upwards. She traced over her tummy, then her large breasts, then her neck and sucked on her fingers to taste her juices.
It was then she knew she had Mr. Steven’s full attention. She moved her hands down to her chest and started to unbutton her blouse. With each button undone, she saw his eyes drop. She threw the shirt on the ground and sat there, in front of her teacher wearing only her matching pink bra, her panties, her short skirt and high heels.
Mr. Stevens seemed fixated on her ample cleavage that was almost bursting out of her bra. Megan allowed him to stare, she enjoyed the way he was enchanted by her. Next, she slid the shoulder strap down to her arms, allowing the bra to drop a little, almost exposing her nipples.
She then unhooked her bra and held it in her hand as her big tits were now on full display for him to see. And as she noticed his eyes widen in amazement, she gently threw the bra over his face.
“Enjoying the view, Mr. Stevens?” Megan playfully asked as she wiggled her body side to side, causing her naturally large tits to jiggle.
“Emm. Megan. I must go… I must… I just need to call my wife. She’s, um, expecting me,” he said. He reached for the phone on the desk and just as he leaned over, the phone rang. Coincidentally, it was his wife.
“Oh! Speak of the devil, Mr Stevens. I guess we should answer her, no?” Megan quickly grabbed his phone and answered it. She ignored the alarmed, fearful look on his face.
“Hello, you’ve reached Mr. Stevens’ phone. Can I leave a message?” she listened as his wife questioned why her husband wasn’t available.
“Mr. Stevens is busy right now. He’s assisting a student with some…” She grazed her high heel shoe over his hard dick and winked at him. He leaned back in the chair, not believing what was happening, “… extra-curricular activities, I suppose you could say.” She listened as his wife asked for him to call her back then she ended the call.
“See, Mr Stevens. She didn’t suspect a thing.” She got up from the desk and stood in front of him. “Now, do you like my big tits, Mr. Stevens?” She started to caress her large breasts with one hand, while still holding his phone in the other. She saw Mr. Stevens look a little defeated.
“Very impressive, Megan. But, I must -” he was interrupted by her taking pictures of herself on his phone. She snapped multiple pictures in various poses. After a while she picked up on his silence.
“Oh! I’m sorry. I just thought my boobs looked great today, so I thought I’d snap some pics. Here, you can be in them too.” Without hesitation, she straddled her teacher in the seat, pushed her large tits into his face and began taking more pictures. She even took some while kissing him on the cheek. She then decided to see if he wanted to fuck her, because she sure wanted to fuck him.
“What’s this I feel down here, Mr. Stevens? I’m guessing you’re enjoying my big tits and my kisses a little too much?” She sat down on him so she could feel his dick poke her through his panties.
“I guess.” Perhaps it was all the looks she hand given him over the past year, or gentle flirting, but Mr. Stevens, there and then, decided to cross the boundary that should never be crossed between teacher and student. He grabbed Megan’s ass and started to caress it.
“Yes, Mr. Stevens! That’s it! Grab my ass,” she said, encouraging him with a victorious sort of tone. All her hints and teasing had finally paid off.
She took off his glasses and started to unbutton his shirt and then circled her hands all over his chest, rubbing his nipples. She started kissing him again, starting on the cheeks, then the lips and after, they shared some French kisses.
“Now, Mr. Stevens. You’ve been such a great teacher, especially to me. Allow me to take care of this for you.” Megan kneeled down on the floor and started to unbuckle his belt.
“But what if my wife finds out?” He blocked from taking off his belt for a moment.
“She won’t. Trust me. I know you want this. I know you’ve *always* wanted this.”
She took off his belt, then unbuttoned and took off his trousers. She was impressed when his dick sprung out from underneath his trousers. It stood there, throbbing and twitching.
Megan started to wrap her fingers around it with a firm grip. She started stroking it, slowly at first.
“I bet you never thought one of your students would ever stroke your dick, did you?” She watched him as he began to breathe a little quicker and heavier.
“Megan… I admit. I *have* thought about this. It’s so wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this. I could lose my job.”
“And I could get expelled. But we can both agree on one thing though…” She started stroking him and little faster and at the same time, she seductively licked her lips. “… is that it’ll be worth it.” As soon as she said that, she started to suck her teacher’s dick. Her lips moved up and down his shaft and as she used her tongue to lick it, it got wetter and wetter.
Mr. Stevens leaned back further into the chair out of pleasure. Megan was now making her way up and down his shaft, occasionally using her tongue to circle the edges of the swollen head. After hearing him elicit some groans, she slowed down and stood up. She was ready to fuck him.
“Have you ever fucked one of your students, Mr. Stevens? “She slid her wet panties down her slender legs as he nodded to say no. She picked them up and placed them under her teacher’s nose. “Here, you can keep these.”
She started to rub herself, giving him a full view of her shaved pussy. She was now so wet for him, she straddled him on the chair again, pushing her pussy against her teacher’s throbbing hard cock which she could feel pulsating, twitching.
She kissed him as she reached around and guided his dick inside her, gasping gently form the pleasure.
“How does that feel, Mr. Stevens, having your dick inside the hot, wet, tight pussy of one of your students? I bet you’ve dreamt about this for so long. I bet you’ve been waiting for one of your hot students to fuck you after class, like I’m doing now.”
She started to build a rhythm as she bounced up and down on her teacher’s dick. Mr. Stevens took hold of her breasts that were swinging about and squeezed them, the started sucking on his nipples.
“Oh, YES! That feels so fucking good, Mr. Stevens. Grab my big tits. Squeeze them. Suck on them.”
He was started to breathe quicker and elicits more groans and grunts. Megan, working hard to get her teacher to cum, continued to rock back and forth, often rotating her hips for extra stimulation.
Mr Stevens started to tense up as he came close to cumming and Megan could also sense how close he was.
“Are you going to cum for me, Mr. Stevens? Are going to cum inside me?”
“I want to cum on your tits, Megan. Holy shit.”
“Oh! You can cum on my tits, would you like that?” She slowed down so as to not make him cum early and got down on her knees and started stroking.
“Cum on my big tits. That’s it. How many of your hot students have you dreamt about fucking.” She gripped his dick tighter and stroked even faster as fast as she could go.
“You’re a naughty teacher, fucking one of your students.” She leaned in closer and pressed her bit tits against his inner thighs as she kept stroking her teacher’s dick.
He was just about to cum all over her. She could hear it in his moans and groaned as see it as he tensed his body.
“Yes! Cum on my tits, that’s it! I want your cum all over my big tits.”
“Just let it all out. Cum for me. Cum for me, now!”
As her teacher exploded with cum, she pointed his dick at her large tits as spurts of hot white cum spilled over her big tits. She kept jerking his cock, making sure every last drop came out of him.
With her finger, she picked up some of his cum and sucked it off.
“Your cum tastes so fucking good.” She continued to lick up all his cum of her chest as her teacher started to pull his pants up.
“Oh, what have I done?” He began hurriedly putting back on his shirt.
“You can’t feel guilty about it now. You still have to give me the A, by the way.” She got up and got dressed herself. She didn’t have that much to put on, so when she was dressed, she got her stuff and walked towards the door.
“Megan! What have you done!” He was panicking, afraid. Megan looked back and asked what’s wrong.
“Those pictures you took on my phone, they were sent to my wife.” His phone how started ringing.
“Oops,” she said as she shrugged her shoulders and left the room.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ns6gwv/hot_student_seduces_her_teacher