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Oral Exam: Fucking My English Teacher, by Jezebel Rose

My right leg bounced anxiously, almost in sync with the ticking of the clock. Just few more minutes, I thought, then we’d be dismissed.

I eyed my English teacher, Mrs. Reed, as she walked past my desk to collect someone’s paper. A pen dropped and she bent over to pick it up. One hand on the desk for support, she bent her knees, and the outline of her underwear was just too much for me to bear.

The bouncing of my leg was not helping my erection, each bounce making it more sensitive as I stared intently. I almost prayed the pen would roll further away to make her get on all fours.

Just few more minutes, I thought, then I can go touch myself in the men’s room thinking of her. Or rush back home and imagine her in my bed, her hand on my bed’s headboard, my hand pulling her hair-

“Colin?” a soft voice calls out.

I snapped back into focus. Where has everyone gone? I turned to look at the English teacher. Her hands were shaky as she hurriedly stuffed collected papers into her bag. From being a dirty slut in my mind, her image shifted back to being just my teacher. Embarrassed, I quickly stood up and grabbed my bag. “Sorry I must’ve-“

“No, actually, I need to talk to you about something.” Her eyebrows furrowed, clearly worried. I tentatively grabbed a seat next to her desk when she stopped me, “Not here though, it’s rather sensitive and we need privacy.”

Privacy? “What for, Mrs. Reed?” I slowly got back up as her red high heels clicked towards the door quickly. “Follow me to my car, Colin.” She held the door open for me and I did as I was told.

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“I’m sorry if it’s parked a little further away,” she says out of breath as she fumbled for the keys in her bag. Why would she need to unlock her car? Well, better than standing stupidly outside in this wooded land behind school, I guess. She unlocks the car and opens up the backseat and gets in. She popped the door facing me open, and patted on the seat. “Come in, please.”

I did as told, sitting as close to the edge, one leg out the car. She crossed her legs and rested her slender arm over the backrest, a smirk on her plump, red lips. “Closer Colin, I don’t want to have to say things out loud.”

I gulped. Had it been any other teacher, this whole set up was too weird. But it’s her, in her car, surrounded in the scent of her shampoo and perfume. And she was just so close, I could watch her breasts rise and fall as she breathed. I could have an excuse to look into her cleavage. I couldn’t pass this up. I put my leg in and half-closed the door, scooting closer to her.

“Colin, I heard about you. And it’s not good,” she starts. I can feel her fingertips on my nape, drawing slow circles. “Hm?” I stupidly muttered, holding my backpack on my lap.

“Have you been posting anywhere, say like on Reddit?” My mind froze, I had only one guess about what she was meaning, but it was impossible for her to-

“Dick for hire?” She said, a little louder, really emphasizing the first word. It just, it sounded so good when she said that, I felt my cock poke my backpack. But, wait, what? How did she find out about that?

“If you’re wondering,” she puts her arm down, brushing my arm in the process, “you sent a dick pic to someone I knew. She told me about it, and then I saw that mark on the left hand, and I guessed maybe it might be you?”

FUCK.

“Wait, I could ex-“ She interrupts me with a grin.

“Colin, no, I’m not here to reprimand you. I’m giving you a chance to deny it.”

“Huh?”

“It could get you a lot of trouble if I told her it belonged to a student of mine, hm? That nice, young cock, belonging to you?”

I couldn’t breathe. Before I can reply, she pushes my backpack off my lap and sees the outline of my bulge. She strokes the outline slowly. I felt myself twitch against her fingertips.

“Show me how your cock looks, Colin. And maybe I can say they look nothing alike.”

She unzips my pants, her fingers fish out my dick. “Ma’am, I-“

She bent over, her lips wrapped around my tip. I can feel her tongue swirl around it. It felt so good, I instinctively bucked my hips to get deeper into her mouth. I felt her laugh against me.

“Good?” she asked, her lips covered in drool as the sticky line of saliva connected to my wet tip. She slowly strokes me, up and down. She never breaks eye contact as her kisses my dick.

“But, what about, fuck, what about your husband,” I try to say in between strokes, my head thrown back from how good she’s sucking me off. When she doesn’t reply, I look at her again. She breaks eye contact briefly to close her eyes, and take the full length of my cock. I could feel the inside of her throat, and it was better than any imagination I had of her alone in my room.

My hands went straight to her head, forcing her to stay in place a little longer but she bobs her head back up.

“One look at your dick Colin and I knew I had to have it fuck me.”

All sensibility left me, I no longer cared to ask anymore.

I pull her by the waist, and she figured out what I wanted. She hikes up her skirt and takes off her black underwear. When I saw her soft, dark blonde bush, I knew I wanted to see more of her. My hand grabbed her pussy and she gasped in surprise but quickly relaxed. My ring and index fingers parted her pussy lips, and my middle finger rubbed against her clit slowly. She twitched and held onto my arm. Watching her throw her head back and stifle her moans pushed me to insert my middle finger into her wet pussy hole, and I felt it clench around me. I curled my finger in her and heard the loudest moan yet.

“Colin!” she cries out. I take my hand away and looked at her as I licked up her juices from my hand. Her eyes changed. They went from a foggy gaze to a sharp look, and I knew what she wanted.

I pulled my jeans and underwear lower as she straddled me. She sat on my dick, her wet pussy grinding against my twitching cock but not letting it in just yet.

“Show me your tits,” I whispered urgently, and she did so. Watching her unbutton was the slowest 10 seconds of my life but it was worth it when I saw her black bra that seems to match the panties.

“Take them off for me,” she didn’t get to finish her sentence as my hands went to unclasp the bra already. I watched the strap slide down her shoulders to reveal her pointed, pink nipples.

“Well? Are you just going to- hmmf!” I cut her off again as I grabbed her right breast and swooped in to suck on her left as hard as I can. She will never know how long I’ve fucked myself just thinking of her tits, and here I am, sucking and biting and kissing and switching between them as much as I want.

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