The Substitute Teacher Doesn’t Abide By The Same Rules Teachers Do!

Before I got into phone sex, I was a substitute teacher for a year.

I knew I’d better give up being a substitute teacher before I got caught in the act. I was sleeping with a few different students. You can’t trust most teen boys to keep their mouths shut, so I thought it was best I leave. Those schoolboys are so hot. In their physical prime, who could blame me? One student needed some extra help to pass, so I volunteered to help him. He was getting private tutoring a few nights a week from me. I’d go over to his house after dinner, and we’d have our lesson at the dining room table. His parents were in the other room, and there was nothing odd about it.

One night though, I went over the same as always, and his parents weren’t there. There had been some family emergency, and they were going to be away for several hours. He didn’t want to miss out on his lesson with me and wasn’t close to the person involved. His mom had left him the money to give me for the tutoring lesson, so I didn’t think much of it. That day, I noticed real improvement in his work. He told me how pretty he’d always thought I was, and then suddenly leaned over and kissed me! I felt shocked as his substitute teacher, but at the same time, I was attracted to him. He was charming and boyish and sweet. I kissed him back.

Soon his hands explored my breasts and ventured up my skirt.

I went to his room with him, and he assured me his parents wouldn’t be back until after midnight. It was only seven, so we had many hours. I was his substitute teacher that night, but not of any subjects in school. I was soon on his bedroom floor with his teen cock in my mouth. Sucking away, I looked into his eyes and twirled my tongue around his dick. He said the one blow job he’d had from his girlfriend couldn’t compare to this. I was happy to slurp away on his rock-hard shaft. I took that throbbing piece of meat right down my throat. Then, I pushed him on his back and quickly stripped myself of my clothes.

I got on his cock and rode him. I didn’t think he’d be able to last, but he did. He said he liked to edge himself when he masturbated. So he was good at being able to last a long time. I glided up and down on his young shaft, titties bouncing. He was well built for a teen, and his cock was larger than most men I’d been with. Nice and thick. It spread me out nicely. He grabbed my ass and helped guide me back and forth on him. My clit was stiff, and my pussy was dripping wet. You could hear the lewd, wet sounds of our glistening genitals smacking against one another.

He knew his substitute teacher was close to cumming.

I sped up my motions on the young lad, and this teacher came like a fucking freight train on him. Full speed ahead. I felt a bit guilty being with a boy this age, but he was built like a man and acted like one. Soon, I felt him explode inside of me, shooting rope after rope of cum into my pussy. I milked him dry with my powerful cunt muscles. Afterward, I got dressed, took the envelope of money his mom had left, and went home. I laughed on the drive home to myself, thinking it was like a whore getting paid after the fuck. He wasn’t the first student I enjoyed, nor the last. I decided to abandon being a substitute teacher, though. I didn’t want any drama.

Those young guys, though, mmm. Sexy as fuck. I think about them to this day when I masturbate. You likely had the hots for one or more of your substitute teachers, didn’t you? I’d love to hear all about it, you sexy, naughty boy. Let’s have a hot roleplay all about you taking them over their desks.

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