(sidenote – is fingered the right word? would handjob be better? whatever, I’m overthinking it)
Just a few months ago, I was practicing an audition song for this singing event for high schoolers that I really wanted to get into. I was spending a lot of my lunch periods in the choir room working with this new student teacher – he was hot, as a skinny tenor, if a bit young for what I had in mind; I’ve been dreaming about having sex with various teachers since 8th grade. It’s been my biggest fantasy since I started thinking about sex at all. I ogled at him the whole time he was there, of course. I felt like since he was still in school and not a fully-fledged teacher I had some kind of chance, like he wouldn’t find it as weird to have sex with an 18-year-old high schooler. I’m sure he realized I was awkwardly trying to flirt with him the first few weeks he was there.
One day during one of these lunch rehearsals, he noticed that I was a bit distracted. The truth is that I was really horny that morning – I don’t know why, but I couldn’t focus, I kept thinking about him, and getting fucked. He asked what was wrong and I denied anything a couple of times. I thought it was just too weird, coming on way too strong to him, but after he kept pressing I eventually came out and told him that I was “really fucking horny.”
I guess it seemed like I blew up at him, and he stared at me in shock for a few moments, and I figured that I had completely ruined whatever chance I had with him. But then he broke the tension by telling me, “well, there is something I can do to help with that.”
My heart was pounding, and I was so excited and shocked, I just kept thinking, is this really happening? Is this it? I’m finally going to do it? The he beckoned me to sit with him on the piano bench, between his legs. I did exactly as he asked and he slowly ran a hand down over my chest and into my jeans, and held my lacy panties between his fingers. I wear a lot of sexy underwear to school in hopes that it will pay off, and in this instance, it did. He spent a while just feeling up my body, one hand down my pants and one under my shirt, lightly tracing his fingers up my thighs.
But eventually, he slid his thin fingers beneath my panties and touched me where I had been wanting him. He started rubbing my clit with a light touch, but I didn’t have the patience for that – I wanted him to be rougher with me. I knew we were on a time limit, he had a class next period, and my actual music teacher would be back, so I begged him to touch me harder. He was way more experienced than I was, and his hands were so careful, all of his movements seemed so perfectly controlled. All I could think was how much I wanted to cum.
I guess I was breathing heavily or something, because that’s when he started kissing my neck and whispering in my ear. He told me to cum for him, and that I was his favorite student, and he was slowly ramping up the speed of his fingers. All of that pushed me over the edge.
I was sitting there, doing nothing but breathing and slowly coming down, when I heard the bell ring. As I was leaving the classroom, he called out to me: “I hope you feel better now.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ubfoue/i_f18_got_fingered_by_the_hot_student_teacher_m
Please tell me that there’s a part two
So hot, anything else happen with him?