1. Hot for teacher


    Date: 8/31/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: lilbitch18, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    I was standing upstairs getting my books out of my locker. No one else was around since school had ended, so I sang along with my music. All of a sudden someone came up right behind me, and rested his chin on the top of my head as he wrapped his arms around my curvy hips. I could feel him pulling my short, curvy body close to his tall, fit one. I giggled, assuming it was my boyfriend, and kept singing. I reached my hand up to stroke his hair behind me. My other hand rested on his over my hip bone. He moved my curly brown hair so he could kiss and lick my neck. He sharply bit my earlobe making me whimper. One of his hands worked it's way up to my chest. He began fondling and teasing my perky 36C breasts through my shirt. His left hand was slowly sinking down into the waist of my low-slung jeans. His other had slid under my shirt shifting my bra out of the way as he went. I moaned softly as he held my nipple between his fingers and pinched it. I bit my bottom lip, and closed my eyes. I leaned back melting into him standing behind me. I could feel his hard on pressing through his jeans; begging to be let free. I wiggled my ass so that it rubbed the head to tease him. He slipped his hand into the front of my jeans. I was already wet down there. He bit my earlobe again right as he pressed down on my clit. "Ah, fuuuuccckkkk," I whispered still trying to keep quiet. He began to rub my throbbing clit, making it wet and slippery. His breath on my neck, his hand teasing my nipple, ...
    his thumb rubbing my sensative clit; it was all pushing me toward the edge. "Fuck, that feels so good baby. Don't you dare stop." I was moaning like a bitch in heat. Well, let's be honest, I WAS a bitch in heat. I was his bitch. He knew it too. He chuckled nuzzling his head into my neck. Wait a sec...I recognized that chuckle! My eyes snapped open and I whirled around, tearing his hand from my jeans. Standing there, was my math teacher, Mr. Cooper. Shit! I jumped back pulling my shirt down and looking around to make sure no one had seen us. "What's wrong?" He smirked. "I know you were enjoying yourself." He licked my juice from his thumb, and reached to pull me into him again. "Mr. Coo--Cooper! It--it's n-not that I-I wasn't enjoying it! I was, ver-very much! But we can't! You're my teacher!" I felt how wet I was and how bad I wanted him even as I protested. He was the teacher I had spent the past four years fantasizing about. I'd had the hots for him since day one in his class. He was in his early to mid thirties. He had big brown eyes, and dark blond semi-spiked hair. His face was always clean shaven and his lips always an adorable shade of peachy, fresh looking pink. His arms weren't super muscular, but they were nice and firm. His abs were covered by a tiny pop belly, but you could still feel how solid he was. He was gorgeous. "So? You're eighteen. It's legal. What's the problem?" He pulled me into him again, kneading my breast. I bit back a moan, and forced myself to pull ...
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