Where it happened: classroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
There was a certain attraction or magnetism that existed between us from the time he first walked into my classroom. It was my first teaching job, in a high school. I was fresh out of college. 23 years old. My subject was English Literature. And Tom Cooper, 18, sat in the front row of the classroom. Of the 24 students, 10 of them boys (young men), he was, by far, the most handsome Senior I in the class. In short he was a real hunk — A little over 6 feet tall, slender, black, curly hair, nice smile. He stared directly at me that first day, and grinned — and I stared back at him, and gave him a nice smile in return. This went on for nearly a month.We both knew what we wanted, but never said a word to each other — except classroom talk about the subject at hand. Finally, around the middle of October, I placed a note on his desk, asking him to stay after class. He did. After the others had left,I remarked that he had certainly been paying a lot of attention to me, visually, during the past many weeks, and I wondered what it was all about. “Well,” he said, “you certainly do have a great body, and, frankly, I’ve been dreaming about what it might be like to fuck you.” I replied,” You know it’s against the law for teachers and students to have sex, don’t you.”
“I’ve heard about that,” he said, “but whatever became of freedom for adults to do what they want to do without interference?” I asked him if he considered himself to be an adult. He said, “I sure do. If I can fight for my country and vote at 18, why shouldn’t I be able to have sex with anyone I choose to,providing they also want to have sex?” I had a hard time arguing with that. We talked for awhile longer. Then I stood up and walked over to him and kissed him on the lips.He kissed me back,hard,as he put his arm around me and drew me up close, and I felt his stiff erection against my abdomen.He pressed it into me, and I thought to myself, “I can’t resist doing this. I really want him.” I quickly locked the door to the classroom, and leaned back against my desk. I pulled down my skirt and panties, as he unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the classroom floor with his boxers. And then, within a few seconds, he was inside me, probing my vagina up and down, until we both got into a rythm that was very comfortable. “You’re on the pill, aren’t you?” he whispered. “Of course,” I said, and he pumped even harder as I thrust back to his probing. It was wonderful. Not my first sex, but some of my best since I was in high school. Then he exploded, several times, and I whispered in his ear how great it felt and urged himn to “Fuck ME Harder!!” And he did. That was the first time I had sex with Tom. It’s been going on for about a year now. In school. At my apartment. In my car.We both love it and can’t stop it. Yes, the law says it’s “illegal,” but we don’t think it should be, and so far, no one no one is the wiser.
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