I’m 18 years old, and in my final year of high school. I don’t think I’ll miss this place, but I definitely will miss my best reason to come to school – the maths teacher, Miss Summers. You could say she’s also my sex education teacher, although that’s an unofficial position.
It started one day in my A-Level maths class – a subject I had probably mainly developed an interest in due to Miss Summers being the hottest teacher in school. However, that same fact did make it pretty hard to concentrate on numbers and formulas sometimes, even though I always paid complete attention to my teacher. Today she was wearing a stylish navy pencil skirt, brown leather knee-high boots, and a tight white striped blouse which showed just enough cleavage of her voluptuous breasts to get the mind of every boy in class wandering. I realised I had been staring at them a little too intensely when her words broke through my reverie.
“Are you with us, Mr Taylor?”
“Huh? Sorry Miss, yes.”
“I said could you please come up to the board and solve this formula for x.”
“Uhh… yes miss,” I answered uncertainly.
I realised I had no idea what she’d been explaining for the last 5 minutes… and worse – as I moved to rise from my chair, I realised that I had already… risen. My erect cock was making it awkward to get out from under the table, and would surely be making quite a tent in my trousers. I quickly pushed it up to lay flat and hoped no one noticed the movement, and tried to angle myself as I walked towards the front of the class so that no one would get a good sideways look. Hopefully Miss Summers wouldn’t be looking there, although I thought I noticed her eyes flick down for a moment.
As I approached the board and tried to make sense of the formula on it, I was drawing a blank. I picked up the board marker and stood staring at the board for many long seconds, before Miss Summers said “you’ve got no idea how to do it, do you? Have you been paying attention at all for the last half hour?”
“I… no Miss. Sorry Miss,” I stammered.
“Hmm. We’re going to have to talk about this attention problem of yours. Come back to my classroom for detention after school,” she said.
“But Miss…”
“Don’t talk back to me unless you want this to be a whole lot worse.”
“Yes Miss. Sorry Miss.”
“Now return to your seat.”
I spent the rest of the school day worrying about what Miss Summers would have to say to me. After school, I returned to her classroom. Her door was open, her class empty, and she was sitting behind her desk. I knocked on the door gently.
“Ah, Jonathan,” she said. “Good, I’ve been waiting for you. Come in, close the door, and take a seat in front of me.”
I did as she ordered. She got up and walked around to the front of her desk, then leaned her ass against it, folding her arms under her breasts and looking down at me. Her arms were squeezing her breasts together now, and her cleavage immediately caught my eye – then I felt my face flush as I worried that she noticed where I was looking, and struggled to maintain eye contact.
Her hair was up in a tight ponytail and her pretty blue eyes were watching me from behind square-framed glasses that gave her beautiful face that sexy librarian look.
“We need to talk about your attention in my classes lately. You used to be an excellent student, but your grades have been slipping and you’re not keeping up with the new topics I’m teaching. I’ve noticed you struggling to stay focused on the maths – why is that?”
“I… uhh… I don’t know Miss,” I said, uncomfortably.
“Well I have a fair idea,” she revealed. “Did you think I didn’t notice the tent you were sporting when I made you stand up this morning?” I felt myself turn bright red at this point and I opened my mouth, but no words came out. “In fact, I’ve noticed that you can’t seem to take your eyes off me during my classes. You pay constant attention to me, and yet you don’t seem to hear much of what I say.”
I finally produced some words. “Miss, I swear I wasn’t…”
“Weren’t what? Weren’t *hard* for me, thinking about what you’d do to my naked body? Weren’t undressing me with your eyes? Did you think I can’t tell when you do that? I can feel it. Your eyes following me. Tracing every curve of my figure.”
She paused long enough for me to attempt to excuse myself again. “No, that’s not what I was doing. I was just trying to pay attention, and-”
She interrupted again. “You don’t need to lie to me Jonathan. It’s ok, you’re not in trouble. In fact, I want to help you.”
“Help me?”
“Yes. You used to be a very good student of mine – I was proud of how well you performed in exams. I want to help reduce this distraction for you so that you can focus again. Tell me Jonathan, do you have a girlfriend?”
“I don’t see what that’s got to do with-”
“Just answer me. Do you?” I slowly shook my head. “No. Have you ever had a girlfriend?” I hesitated, embarrassed to admit the truth. “Holding hands when you were 10 doesn’t count.” I shook my head again. “I thought not. It’s ok. You’re a virgin, aren’t you? You can tell me, I’m not going to embarrass you. But you’re at an age where attractive female bodies become irresistible, and you need an outlet so you don’t just have to think about them all the time. About seeing them naked. About what you’d do to them. About caressing them. About sliding your hard cock into them, in and out and in and out… until you come, and release inside them, or all over them, releasing that pressure…”
The way she was talking was getting me completely, uncontrollably aroused, in spite of the fear I was feeling. She could tell. “You are a virgin, aren’t you?” I finally nodded. “That’s ok. I’ll be gentle, and I’ll teach you everything you need to know. And when you’ve had that release, then you can go back to focusing on my maths lessons, and being a top student again. As your teacher, it’s my duty to make sure you can perform to the best of your abilities, isn’t it? Both in class and… in bed. It’s ok, you don’t have to say anything… just let it happen. Let me show you.”
She took her glasses off and turned around to set them down on her desk, letting me get a good look at her nice, round ass in that tight skirt as she bent over. Then she turned back and raised a hand to her hair, pulling out the bobble and letting her hair fall loose, then shook it out to fall down over her shoulders. She walked slowly towards me, and then pushed the desk in front of me aside. There was no hiding the bulge in my trousers. She bent down and put a hand on it, squeezing it, rubbing it gently. “See, your cock won’t lie to me. He can’t.”
She leaned in and kissed me gently, twice, three times, slowly pressing her thick, sultry lips against mine. I couldn’t resist any more – and why should I? This was a dream come true, I just had to reach out and take her. I put my hands on her hips. I returned her kisses, long and wet, soft, then making our lips harder, more urgent, my tongue seeking hers.
She moved back a little, out of kissing range, and put a hand on my chest to push my back into my chair as I tried to follow her lips. She smiled at me devilishly. “I knew you wanted me. What did you fantasise about me doing? Did you dream of me… sucking your long, hard, *cock*?” She emphasised the word in such a seductive way, saying it breathily and drawing it out, that my cock twitched in my pants. She noticed, and giggled with delight. “I knew it!” She said, and her hands were at my crotch again, unbuttoning my trousers, pulling them down a little, then licking the outline of my hard cock, clearly visible through my underwear now. Then she slowly peeled my underwear down until my erection fully revealed itself, my cock springing out from under the elastic, as hard as it’s ever been, maybe harder. The bulging head stretched so tight it was shiny, the arteries visibly pulsing, my cock twitching slightly as it stood there. She stared at it for a few long seconds, hands still holding my pants away, her eyes drinking in the sight thirstily. “Wow…” was all she said, then she was licking it hungrily.
She worked her way up the shaft and over the head, then sucked the end in between her lips, just kissing it at first, kissing my cock, then fully taking the head into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around the surface of my cock, gently caressing it, exploring every part of it, tracing the edge between the head and the shaft. And then she was sucking it in deep, pulling it all the way into her mouth, her cheeks sucked in tight against it, as her lips slid down the shaft as far as she could take it, and back up, slowly and carefully. All of this she’d done with her hands still holding my pants stretched out, and now she pulled them down, sliding her hands around to pull them over my ass. I lifted slightly from the chair to let her slide my trousers and pants all the way off, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth and against the back of her throat as I did so. This elicited a little choke and then a moan of pleasure from Miss Summers. She took her mouth away for a moment, gasping a little, and quickly pulled off my shoes, then slid my pants and trousers off. As soon as they were free, she pounced on my cock once more, holding the base now with her right hand, squeezing, hungrily taking it into the back of her mouth, and then her left hand was on my balls, gently massaging them.
She started moving her right hand up and down my shaft in unison with the motion of her mouth, ensuring she was sliding over every inch of it. Every few strokes she’d push her head down as far as she could, pushing my cock into her throat, cutting off her breath, then gagging a little and releasing it, sighing in deep breaths for a moment before resuming.
She carried on this way for a couple of minutes, and it was feeling so good that I was worried I’d come and end the fun too soon, but I could tell she was getting frustrated. She was pushing her head down on my cock as deeply as she could manage, trying to get it into her throat, but my cock curves towards my body and it was so rock hard that there was no way for her to bend it down that way. Instead it was hitting the back of her throat in a way that kept triggering her gag reflex.
She suddenly took her head away from my cock and sat back, engaging both hands on my cock now, one above the other, squeezing them together and sliding them up and down the full length of the shaft and over the head.
She looked up at me pleadingly and said “there’s something I want you to do for me…”
“Anything…” I moaned, helplessly, in the throes of total pleasure.
“I want your cock down my throat, as far as it can go. I *need* it. I’m going to lie on my back on my desk, with my head bent backwards over the edge, and I need you to push your cock right down my throat as far as you can. I want to feel you deep inside me.”
The idea of this sent a wave of ecstasy through my body, and combined with her two hands squeezing my cock I could feel I was only moments away from coming. But I didn’t want to end it without experiencing what she’d just offered, so I reached out and grabbed her wrists, holding her hands back from my cock. She giggled and then said “yeah, you better not come yet… it’d be such a waste. I’ve worked hard for that and I want my reward – your cum inside of me.”
With that I was standing and helping pull her up to her feet. She giggled again. Facing me now on her feet, she pulled my head down towards her and kissed me deeply, our tongues touching and caressing.
“My, aren’t you getting bold, my virgin boy. So you like this idea, huh?”
“Yes Miss… I really want it.”
“You can call me Teri when we’re together… although never in front of anyone else, ok? I’d definitely be fired, at the very least, if anyone found out about this.”
She began to undress, unbuttoning her blouse. As I watched, longingly, I asked “so why are you taking this risk, Mi-… Teri?”
She saw my desire and pulled me in towards her breasts. I breathed deep and kissed the skin above her bra while she finished unbuttoning, then I helped her ease the blouse over her shoulders and off, onto the floor. I reached behind her and felt for the clasp on her bra… a test for any inexperienced young man, but after just a little fumbling I unhooked it successfully.
“Well done!” she said, with a smile just turning up the corners of her lips. I leaned down to caress and kiss each breast passionately while she continued undressing, working her skirt over her ass and down to the ground. While she undressed she answered my question.
“Well, honestly… this might not be just about helping you focus. Ahhh… You’ve grown into a very handsome young man, tall but not gangly, filled out, and such a cute butt. And your deep voice does something to me. You’re not the only one who’s been fantasising in class… Mmmm… sometimes I’ve found myself dripping wet when thinking about you, to the point where I was worried students would be able to see a wet patch on my- Aahhhh! … on my skirt. Sometimes after your class leaves I sit in my chair and pull down my panties to check… and then I just can’t resist reaching my fingers in and sliding them over my wet clit while I think about you being inside me. Then I -Hnnnn!… rub myself to an orgasm while trying to keep very quiet so no-one outside the room hears my moans… sometimes I have to cover my own mouth with my hand.”
While she talked I’d continued holding her breasts, squeezing them, kissing them, licking them. I couldn’t believe my luck – the first I was ever getting to touch and they were Miss Summers’s awesome breasts – *Teri’s* awesome breasts. I was inexperienced but I knew exactly how I wanted to touch them… they felt just like I’d dreamt about. I took her nipples into my mouth gently, one after the other, kissing them, sucking them in slightly, then biting them softly with my front teeth, my lips locked around them. Each gentle bite elicited a moan from her, interrupting her as she talked.
She’d taken her cute black satin panties off too, but I wasn’t yet bold enough to explore her pussy before she told me I could. Now I helped her up as she climbed onto her desk and then sat on the edge, pulling her boots off. From here I had a good view of her pretty pussy, and with her head turned down I risked just staring at it. I could see a little glint of silver – she had a piercing under her clit, a silver ring with a little ball on it. A kinky little secret that I now knew about my teacher. Then she backed onto the table and spun around, lying down on her back with her shoulders at the edge, her head tilted back until she was facing my cock upside down. She put her right hand back on my hard cock, and slid her hand back and forth, towards her and away, twisting as it went… I closed my eyes and lifted my head up facing the ceiling in ecstasy. Now she opened her mouth wide to take me inside, pulling my cock towards her, and I obliged, pushing in slowly and deeply, seeing how much she could take, until her teeth were pressed right against my balls and the base of my cock, with the head of it squeezed deep down her throat. I could see the outline of the bulge in her throat, and the feeling was incredible. I held it there for a couple of seconds and then she tapped my ass with both hands, a signal I took to mean that she needed to breathe, and I pulled back out, leaving her gasping for air. “Good…” she gasped, “that’s very good. Again.”
I pushed my cock in again, in and out, in and out, keeping it going for a short while before she tapped my ass again. Gasping again, she said “this feels so good… you’re filling me up so much I can’t think of anything else, my mind is going numb, all I can think about is having more of your cock.”
I pushed in again, going a little harder each time now, and every few strokes I’d hold it deep in her throat until she tapped for breath. I watched my bulge move in her throat, and I looked down across her body. Her chest was still while she was concentrating on my cock, and then heaving when I released and let her take deep breaths. I reached out and fondly squeezed her breasts, then rested a hand on her breastbone, pushing down gently as I thrusted my cock into her. Then my curiosity overcame my shyness and I slid my hand down her stomach and between her legs.
As I slid my hand into the gap between her thighs, she spread them apart for me, which was all the encouragement I needed. My fingertips explored her pussy and I discovered that it was dripping wet. I felt for the little ring to guide me to her clit, and when my fingers brushed the area she moaned, with my cock still in her mouth. I began to gently circle my finger around the piercing, flicking over it, using her pussy juice for lubrication. Her body responded, writhing on the desk between my hand at one end and my cock at the other. Her back arched against the table and her moans grew.
I was getting so excited now that I couldn’t resist pushing my cock as deep down her throat as it would go, and ignoring her taps for a few extra seconds, until she became more urgent, putting her hands against my legs and pushing against me. Then I pulled back out, leaving her gasping deeply, unable to talk for some seconds. I was scared she was going to be angry now, but instead she smiled and said “That’s good… make me take it for longer than I think I can. I’m just a slave to your cock now. You’re in control. And I want your cum. I want you to use me, use my mouth, use my throat, and cum when you’re deep in there – I want it to shoot right down my throat, so I feel your warmth in my belly, and I can keep a part of you with me.”
Her desire for me, for my cock and my cum, was getting me uncontrollably excited now, and she could see it on my face, so she leaned her head back and took me deep inside again. I slid my cock in and out of her throat and she held her breath for longer than I thought possible, and as I tensed up, getting closer and closer to coming, she grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me in, her back arching to allow me in deeper than ever, and then I was coming, my cock pulsing with the bursts of cum pumping down the shaft and spurting out deep inside her, warmth splashing against the inside of her throat and running down into her stomach. I pulled out with the last few drips running out onto her tongue, leaving her gasping deeply. I stood back, a little unsteady, breathing deeply, my balls utterly drained inside of her. She just lay there for a minute, recovering, then sat up and turned to look at me, swinging her legs around to face me. She swallowed the last few drops of my cum, with pure lust in her eyes.
“Thank you for your delicious cum, my sexy boy. I could feel the warmth of you inside me, and I loved it.”
“I don’t think you’re the one that needs to be giving thanks for this… Teri,” I said. “I feel like the luckiest man on earth, I can’t believe I’m not dreaming.”
“Well, I think now we need to get you tidied up and on your way before we’re discovered…”
“Oh, no,” I said. “We’re not done here… I can’t leave you unsatisfied after what you just did for me.”
She looked a little shocked at how bold and confident I was quickly becoming as I walked up to where she was sitting and put my hands on either side of her head and kissed her deeply. Then I put my hands behind her knees and pulled her forwards so her pussy was close to the edge of the desk. I knelt down and leaned in, looking up at her, my hands on the inside of either thigh, and then put my tongue to her clit. A little shiver shook her body and a small gasp of “oh!” escaped her lips. I kissed her clit, licked it, ran the tip of my tongue around it, pushed the flat of my tongue against it, vibrated it – every variation of motion I could imagine to try. She ran her fingers into my hair and gently held me against her pussy, alternatively breathless and moaning. I could taste the sweetness of her juices, and it was unlike anything I’d tasted before.
I longed to give her as much pleasure as she’d just given me. I brought my right hand forward and brought a finger up, getting it covered in her wetness, and sliding it inside her pussy. “Oh Jonathan!” she moaned. “That feels so, so good…” I inserted another finger. My 2 fingers slid in and out, and I was amazed by the warmth and tightness. I couldn’t wait to feel this pussy with my cock, and I got the feeling that I was going to get the chance soon. I kept sliding my fingers in and out and licking, kissing, and gently biting her clit, looking up into her eyes whenever I could manage it, seeing the pleasure build and build in her eyes, her eyebrows dropping at the outside and lifting in the middle, her mouth open and gasping. Soon she couldn’t hold herself up anymore and lay back on the desk, her hands pulling my head in to her tightly, until she told me what I was hoping to hear – “Oh! Oh Jonathan! Keep doing that… keep it just there… I’m going- I’m going to… Ahh! I’m coming! Ahhhh…”
Her body shook, her thighs gripping me tightly, convulsions sending waves of ecstasy through her. I didn’t stop. When she couldn’t stand the intense feeling of my tongue against her anymore, she pushed my head away a little, and then I just kissed her thighs, and slowly got to my feet, kissing my whole way up her body, kissing her heaving breasts, until I reached her mouth, and kissed her long and wetly, passionately. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly.
After we’d both somewhat regained our composure and our breathing was back under control, I stood back and she sat up, and I helped her down off the table, and helped her pick up her clothes.
“I didn’t expect you to return the favour… and I didn’t expect you to be so good at this. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
“I’d never even seen a pussy in real life… I just followed my instincts. Plus I may have done some… research, online, before.” She smiled at this. “Was it good? Really?” I asked.
“It was amazing… having you deep in my throat and coming inside of me was enough for me, but that ending… that orgasm was incredible. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” I said, a delighted smile lighting up my face. “Oh and… thank you for the greatest pleasure I’ve ever felt.”
“Well, you better tidy yourself up and get out of here before we get caught – and not a word to anyone, ok? And remember, I want to see you performing well in my classes again now. And whenever you’re having trouble focusing in future, you can let me know, and we can continue our 1 on 1 sex education lessons, ok?”
I agreed enthusiastically and left her with a final kiss, already dreaming of what our next time together might bring.
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