41 now, 30 then. This was in my slut phase of bedding a significant proportion of faculty at the school I taught in.
The English teacher, “Amy”, and I flirted pretty often after she was hired. She was a literature nerd (as one would expect) but witty and confident. We’d find ways of dropping into one another’s classrooms and she gradually wore tighter skirts and lower cut tops. She was married, so I didn’t think it would go anywhere, but lo and behold, they had been having problems and when they separated she reached out quickly.
Not to be shallow, or an asshole, but she wasn’t the prettiest woman. Brown eyes, mousy brown hair. I would discover an incredible – and I mean incredible – body, however. Absolutely delicious, perfectly formed c-cup tits with light but not pale areolas. Fit tummy. Outstanding legs. An almost complete lack of birthmarks or freckles and the paleness of her skin made her seem like she was carved from soapstone. But the piece de resistance was that ass. Friends, when I tell you this ass was the best I’ve seen let alone slapped, groped, fucked, and nutted on – I mean it. Perfectly shaped. Round and firm. Yielding and compliant. I weep for that ass.
She was super Type A in the sack: “harder!” “Slower!” “Bend me over!” “Cum on my face! Cum all over me!” She barked instructions like a marine drill sergeant. It appealed to me in bed but lost its allure when we would make other plans (“let’s go to the beach! Pick up snacks! Gas up the car!”).
She loved to ride and then hop off and jerk me off so my cum would drench her trimmed pussy. She loved being fucked deep in doggy. I favored positions like doggy and reverse cowgirl that let me get eyefuls and handfuls of that spectacular rear end. Thinking of the sound it made clapping and slapping around my cock still makes me smile. We would wear each other out. Unfortunately, she happened to give the toothiest blowjobs I have ever received. But I would tolerate them to further devastate that booty.
She’d find ways to tease me at work. Once, in the faculty lounge, she made a show of bending over to look for nothing at all in the staff fridge. The one other person left without her seeing so I walked over, lifted her skirt over her ass and gave that tush a hard openhanded slap that was probably heard at the reception desk. She stood straight up, bright red and angry, but cooled when she saw we were alone. I took the opportunity to bend her over the couch in the lounge, squeeze her ass and finger her sopping wet slit for a few moments before I left her to go teach.
We eventually stopped fucking when it became clear she wanted a relationship and I didn’t. Fun while it lasted tho.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w8pi68/when_i_m_fucked_the_english_teacher_f
Nice story, made me rather smiling than horny 😅