Fucking My Teacher

I Actually Didn’t Overthink it at First

When my old high school teacher texted me out of nowhere. He said, “Look up.” I laughed and walked over to him. It was so funny seeing you at the bar that late at night. We ended up talking and catching up as normal people do. I didn’t realize it would end in me fucking my teacher.

I didn’t flirt or act differently than I would any other older adult in my life. But the second I saw his cock against his pants and the way he seemed to age perfectly, I knew I was lying to myself. We hugged, and I could feel that dick press against my pussy, and I knew in that very moment I wanted to be fucking my teacher. We sat down and tried to talk like normal adults, jobs, life, random updates, but it felt soooo fake.
Every time our eyes met, they lingered too long. He kept smirking like he knew exactly what I was thinking. I looked at him in his eyes and said, “You wanted to fuck me when I was your student, didn’t you?” That’s when it stopped being “catching up.”

Fucking My Teacher

Things shifted fast. He leaned in and said, “Meet me outside, Emma.” When I went out back in the alley, he stood close but not touching me yet. “You’re trouble,” he said. I laughed and said, “Just admit it! Tell me how badly you wanted to fuck my teen pussy.” That was all it took. He pushed me up against the alley wall and kissed me. The kiss wasn’t slow or romantic. It was needy, and it was like we’d both been holding it in WAY too long.

He said something low in my ear about how this felt like some ridiculous fantasy role play he never thought would actually happen, and it made my stomach flip. I was about to be fucking my teacher. Whispering in my ear, he said, “I have wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you. So I want you to fuck me all night, you little slut.”

I grabbed onto his now extremely hard cock and started kissing him again. Someone walked past, both of us breathing hard and trying not to laugh at how obvious we were being. We didn’t care, though.

I dropped down to my Knees

And began sucking and kissing his dick…The way I always wanted to fuck my teacher when I was in high school. I work my way up his body with my mouth. He pulled me back up and slipped his fingers into my pussy. His grip was confident, almost reckless, like he was done pretending this was going to be slow or careful. Eventually, he pushed his dick deep into my little, tight pussy and began fucking me. All I wanted to do was cum all over his dick. It reminded me of my gym hook up. Just wildly passionate and yet animalistic.

With every thrust, I admitted all my dirty secrets I held all of these years about how much I craved him. I finally came all over his cock in the same moment he filled my pussy up. He leaned against the wall next to me, staring at the wall across from him, like he was replaying everything that just happened. I stayed beside him, pulling on my clothes, feeling way too satisfied with myself. Fucking my teacher wasn’t the plan, but I am so glad I did.

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