[MF] I (22) finally fucked my hot highschool teacher (42) and it was nothing like I’d fantasized about

I don’t think I’ve ever masturbated to any woman in my life more than I’ve beat it to Mrs P. Before porn there were sexy photos of actresses and models and anytime I’d come across one that made me feel electrified in my dick I’d inevitably jizz to P reimagined in that pose or those clothes. I just wanted to throw her over her desk, tear her salwar away or unwrap her furiously out of those saris and ram in her cunt repeatedly as she moaned and cried in front of the entire class that cheered me on.

Eventually the frequency of Mrs P as the subject of my masturbation waned but I remember whenever I used to beat it to her, it was always porn style aggressive. She would just be ragdoll in my hands as I slammed her on desks and benches and against walls and cabinets and humped aggressively into her. It was always wild and hard. She was always moaning and wailing like a typical porn actress. There was hair pulling and spanking and biting her nipples. I was always a gorilla.

It’s fitting then that she would meet me 8 years later in a setting befitting the beginning of some porn. We bumped into each other at the gym, me and her glistening with sweat and panting. We exchanged pleasantries and numbers and I thought that was that. But we kept bumping into each other at the gym and eventually just coordinated our timing. We worked out together. Seeing that ripe peach she called her ass lifted up and about in different positions, seeing her twist and bend in different ways that pronounced some new feature of her seriously amazing and well maintained figure, her bust (which I now know for sure to be 32 C) heaving rhythmically in work outs caused me to resume my jizzing to her. And I’m assuming (despite having no body to even modestly praise whatsoever) that I made an impact on her too.

Post gym conversation sessions became post gym coffee shop sessions. One day we just skipped gym altogether and went to a bar. I finally maned up, said fuck it and started coming on to her. A caress of the thighs here, an inappropriate comment there. She let me. We danced, and I used that excuse to shamelessly feel her up all over and grope her ass and cop a feel of her (sadly) sagging tits. That night when we left when I told her to come to my house that Friday evening for dinner we both knew what was going to happen.

Since she had rocked a lbd i the bar I was surprised she came in a sari to my place. I share it with three roommates and they were all there, but both of us didn’t mind (Ok I did. I had even offered to pay them to leave but motherfuckers didn’t and had the audacity to try and hit on her. Fucks almost derailed my evening).

Anyway we finally just move to my room. Now, in every single variation of this scenario that I had run in my mind, things always had gone a certain way. I always dominated.I FUCKED her. Which is why I was totally shocked when took charge and initiated. She kissed me and she’s a damn good kisser. I suck in comparison. I ‘lost’ to her in kissing and from that moment lost all control. But I didn’t give a fuck because she had some bubblegum flavored shit smeared on those thick lips and her mouth tasted like raspberry after dinner mouth freshner and her tongue was like a fucking boa and she kissed like she had been famished for a kiss for decades, like how drought hit people would gulp down the first drink of water offered to them.

I didn’t mind either that she was on top of me on the bed. She undressed me so she saw me naked before I could see her naked. She examined and inspected every inch of me as she was stripping me and I don’t know I felt nervous or whatever but i just couldn’t start stripping her too. The longest examination was of my dick. She didn’t even say anything – not ‘How big are you’, no ‘good balls but little dick’ or other way round etc. Just stared, rubbed her thumb across them, then moved on to taking my shirt off. I felt half defeated and half super anxious.

I could feel myself hardening real fast and tried my damn hardest to not go full on erect already. She was slowly taking her sari off now, just letting it fall around me like wrapping paper off some expensive gift. Then she took off her blouse in a fluid motion and revealed her beautiful breasts. They were sagging, and the aeroleas were too big for my taste but whatever. I was memerised. Her cunt was bushy as hell and she had a C section scar on her stomach that looked very pronounced.

She leaned on me to kiss me again and started kissing my neck and slowly moved down to my chest. Her kissing my neck, moving down to my chest, licking my nipples slowly, then licking and kissing me across my stomach where I’m very sensitive aroused me too much. All the time she had my dick in her palms, the tips of her finger and thumb teasing and running across my tip which was agonising me, then rubbing the head across her clit and lips…

..It was all too much excitement. I ejaculated. I ejaculated early, with my dick not quite erect yet, and it was embarassing. I think I cried too, idk. She didn’t care. I love her so much she didn’t care she went on as if nothing happened. She kissed me more across my midriff and lower abs where I’m specially ticklish and it made me moan. Then she licked my balls and kissed my inner thighs and crotch slowly. She changed the rubber and then sucked my dick. It was real hard real fast again. This time she slid it into her quickly and she felt….ok not really tight and wet. She wasn’t wet yet and three kids had taken their toll on her cunt but I don’t give a shit.

Because what followed was one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen. Mrs P’s saggy tits bouncing about as she rode me. It was so beautiful I tried to bend upwards and kissed her beautiful stomach and squeezed those overripe mangoes, then moved my hands down her fine waist and hips to her peach of a derriere and squeezed myself a palmful of that crazy good ass……

…and then I came early again. This time I was devastated. I hardly lasted a minute. But I was determined to make this woman cum no matter what it took. I made her get off me and lie down. I kissed her neck and moved down just as she had but lingered more on those overripe mangoes. I am good with my tongue and I played around a lot with her nipples. Then i went downtown but took my sweet time getting there.

My head finally between her legs I got to work furiously. Mrs P was never a teacher who had resorted to tongue lashing but she got one from her ex student. I was getting results, i felt it as she occasionally jumped when i flickered the clit right or across the right area in her cunt. I was relying on her body language more and paid no mind to her moaning because i felt she would fake it to make me happy but i was gonna give her the real deal. I relied totally on her body’s shivering and shuddering for the real measure of how successful I was. Eventually the noises she made started sounding real. The way she was twisting and turning and her muscles tensing and relaxing gave me an idea of how I would go about.

My mouth was feeling exhausted but I kept going. The juices I felt on my tongue kept me going. Finally – fucking FINALLY – she came. It was beautiful. I felt like I could finally look her in the eyes. For while after wards we just kissed each other all over our bodies. I dug into those thick, chubby cheeks of her butt but didn’t dare eat her ass or something.

She didn’t stay the night. Couldn’t – had husband and kids to go home to. But it’s ok. We sexted later that night. We’re most definitely going at it again. Until then Im going to have to look up ways to last longer with her.

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