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I am a straight girl worried when I masturbate while thinking of my chemistry teacher lecturing me on how to eat pussy as she licks, tongues, and sucks me. It's the same scene that puts me in a dream like state until I have the biggest O. Why? And where did this crap come from? I cannot tell anyone. But at the same time it would be crazy to tell her if she would take it ok. I am weirding out.
#pussy #teacher #masturbation #orgasm #lesbian #dream #suck #lick #toungue #lecture #weird
The teacher of my IT class is a real dork. I hate him.
While I'm sitting here, typing this confession, he's walking around class like he's the boss.
Luckily, he doesn't now what I'm doing ..
so today, I was a sub for an all male high school. I got so horny,I had to masturbate twice in the bathroom. The attention I was getting from these boys just gave me an incredible rush. I used to hear stories about teachers fucking their students and thought they were monsters, but even though I wouldn't do anything, I totally understand now.
I haven't technically sinned. One of my bosses at work (who is excessively rich BTW) has been talking to me for a while And in between that he confessed on liking me. Now he's a total playboy because he's been making advances on another colleague too. At first I shut him out since he's not my type, also he's married and a good 20-25 years older... But I've been feeling attracted to him not emotionally but I keep having dirty thoughts about him and I just want to have a no strings attached benefits kind of short fling with him. Every time I think about him I just want to slide in his lap, feel his cock and kiss him. I haven't acted on this weird urge to fuck him or given him any green signals but I don't know how long I can keep myself from doing something I will eventually regret.
#sex #boss #adultery #teacher #masturbation #friendswithbenefits #horny
I want to have sex with my high school teacher who is twice my age. I have been obsessed with the thought of making it happen before graduation.
My 6th grade grammar teacher was literally sexist. she would give no work to the girls and all the work to the boys. she hated my guts so i hated hers. not much else to say.
I want to fuck my professor. I have dirty thoughts about him all the way through his lectures, and I would love to act these thoughts out. I imagine myself sucking his cock in his office or riding him in my bed. I would love to see the look of pleasure on his face as I did these naughty things to him. I don't know if I will ever get the chance, though.
I became really close friends with my English and math teachers in high school. I even babysat for them. After graduation, they became really close friends of mine. We would drink and tell stories. After about a year of this, I learned that they are in an open marriage. And I also learned that this woman, kinda not pretty and over twice my age, wanted to fuck me. We were already faced and I went for it. Her husband was in the house. And he would occasionally walk through the room. After about an hour of sex he walked in and said break it up or else he would join. I cheated on my girl for some 38 yo cougar. I have dropped them as friends and refuse to talk to them.
I never told anyone that my high school swim team coach molested me. I grew up in a midsized city that felt very small town. The kind of place where it doesn't take long for rumers to spread.
I joined the team when i was a freshman. During practice one day i got a really bad cramp. A couple of girls had to help me stay above the water and get me to the side of the pool. The muscles on the back of my left thigh locked up and I couldn't straighten my leg.
The coach and asst coach got me out and carried me into the locker. There was a room to one side that had a padded table in it. My coach closed the door and stayed with me. I remember it hurt so bad i was crying.
She massaged my leg and it started to feel better. I didn't notice until most of the pain was gone that she was running her fingers under the bottom of my swimsuit and she would brush her hand between my legs as she was massaging me.
When I could mostly move my leg she had me turn over. I was shivering from being on the cold table. She said something about getting me out of my cold wet swimsuit. Before i could react she was pulling it down my shoulders and off. I didn't know what to do. I just laid there. It felt like forever before she coverd me with a towel.
She started massaging my leg again and brushing up aginst me between my legs. She asked me if it felt good. I don't think I said anything.
I had never been touched there by someone. I remember her talking as she moved her hand between my legs. She put her other hand under the towel and touched my breasts. I'd masterbated before but this was different. I had an orgasim unlike anything I had ever given myself.
By the time there was a knock at the door she had given me another one and had her finger inside of me and knew i was still a virgin. She covered me back up and opened the door. She told the asst-coach that she must have locked it by mistake.
When we were alone again she helped me off the table she squeezed my butt and told me to keep this our little secret. Sometimes she had me do things to her. She was my first kiss. The older i got the more i hated her for taking those first experiences.
I started to notice others girls ended up in that room with her and the way we look at each other like we knew what was going on we just didnt say it.
A few years later she got fired and left town. No one really knew what happened but there were rumors. Small town USA loves a good gossip story.
I guess i had just blocked all this out. I knew it was real I just ignored it. Then about a month ago I got a friend request on Facebook. It was her, and everything flooded back in. I felt like that scared exposed 14 year old little girl. This all happened in 1983. Far too late to do anything about. Part of me wants to tell her actions effected my life. The other part of me is terrified to say anything at all.
#teacher #student #molestation #fear #silence
I stole the purse of my teacher while she wasn't in her classroom.
With the money (almost 200 bucks!) I'm going to buy some weed!
Excited!
Me and my professor got a little too close...
Sir asked me to stay back after class to 'discuss' some extra credit homework when I noticed how wide his eyes were as he stared at my busty chest. Immediately I felt myself dripping from between my thighs; I was so wet. Due to his young age (26) and incredibly sexy body he could've passed as a student. "Like what you see?" I giggled mindlessly while I snapped out of the fantasy I was dreaming of. What had I just done? My own teacher! This was way too innopropriet ! "As a matter of fact, Megan, yes. Yes I do" Shocked, my mouth hit the ground until he hungrily attacked my lips. Despite the vicious pace, sir's kisses were tender and caring. Suddenly, his large hands caressed my bare shoulders- followed by a long trail of small kisses. A soft moan escaped my mouth and a cheeky grin crept onto my professors face. He knew how gorgeous he was yet was not boastful. Tightly, manly arms wrapped around my waste and I could feel his massive bulge poking at my twitching pussy even from over our clothing. That was soon removed. naked in my hot teachers classroom. Wow. Not braking eye contact, he placed me over his wooden desk exposing my soaked pussy. Without warning he forced himself deep inside me and I reluctantly screamed as loud as I could. The fear of being caught turned us both on. He pumped steadily while slowly rubbing my clit. It felt so fucking good. simultaneously, we came. Cum shot all over my red ass as he smeared it further up my bare body. I was exhausted
I am a preschool teacher but I hate working with kids. Such little brats!
I had sex with my teacher 2 years ago. It started because of me failing a test I was caught staring by her we set up a time and date we had sex. This all happened over the course of one year. We kept setting up dates and times because we both enjoyed the sex together. One day she said she was quitting teaching and moving up to the other part of the state with her husband. I was really sad because it was much more than sex to me. I was falling in love with her... She started crying as she was leaving and told me she will miss me and tht she loved me. Of course i told her i loved her too. Her husband treats her so bad i feel bad for her. She said she will divorce her husband soon because we still talk through skype and text. She said then we will have a life together. Last time i talked to her was two days ago and she said she missed me and loved me. I said the same back. I really do love her and i cant wait to see her again ❤️
I’m falling for my martial arts teacher. He is three years older than me and I’m not legally an adult yet. He has the best sense of humor and it’s so distracting. When he teaches class I lose track of what we are doing because I’m just watching him move. It might be my imagination but I think he’s been flirting with me a little. He teases me and seems to seek me out. I definitely wouldn’t mind if he made a move but it’s frowned upon in our system because I’m a student and he’s a teacher. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen a sexy muscular guy work with a sword.
When I was in 7th grade, I found the diary of a class mate.
Of course I read through it and I found some interesting stuff. She wrote that she was in love with our math teachter and she had some very naughty thoughts about him.
I copied the pages and blackmailed her. I wanted 50 bucks or I would give the pages to our teacher.
She gave me the 50 dollars and I gave her my copies.
Every day during PE, the school coach runs with us around the school. He gets really sweaty and his white shirts get almost see through and I can see all his muscles. Every time I see him, my pussy gets really wet and warm. I fantasize about being used by him all the time but he is 35, 20 years older than me. Any tips on getting him to take me.
As much as this sounds like it's fake, I assure you it DID happen and I don't regret it one bit.
So,
I had this professor who I got wet just thinking about. He wasn't like, an Adonis or anything. I have a thing for old guys and he was just my type. He wasn't married, fortunately.
So yeah just thinking about him made me horny and sometimes when it was his class im attending, i had to excuse myself to go to the toilet to masturbate bc i just keep thinking of him bending me over the desk and fucking me in front of the other students while i squirt all over the floor.
Anyway, long story short, I went to his faculty to ask him about a specific part in a paper he assigned to us and since he was fortunately alone, he got to eat me out.
WHEN I TELL YOU HIS TONGUE IS SO GOOD!!!! holy fuck the way he sucked my clit and made me moan so hard???? When i tell you i get wet just remembering it-
Atp i cant remember the specific detail how it started but i noticed his eyes straying to my skirt bc we were sitting and it kinda rode up and i just bit my lip and put his hand on my thigh and that's where it all went down. God he was a great pussy eater. If only i could make you guys listen to the squelch lol.
He also got to fuck me open in the faculty couch so 😋😋 the huge possiblity that we could get caught; with him pumping his dick in my pussy and me moaning like a slut, god it made me more excited.
Anyway, TLDR; I got to fuck my GILF professor and he was good at eating pussy. Made me moan loudly 10/10
(Also been thinking of asking him to fuck again but in a motel so i could scream as loud as i want)
In middle school I had a female teacher who held me after class for smoking. She gave me two weeks of this and I missed my bus every day. She did give me a ride home after.
I found she drank in school and had a mixed drink at the end of the day. I told her I would like one, she would not allow it.
So I kept adding to her drink and she kept drinking. I got her drunk at the school and had sex with her in the coat closet.
the following day she excused me from dentition and ask me not to tell anyone.
I black mailed her into having sex with me three more times and giving me a good grade in her class.
I was not kind and I knew she was a lonely woman who had personal value issues. She quit the end of that year and moved away. She told me she worried i would tell someone and get her in trouble.
July 28th 2005, I saw her walking on the corridor. She wore a yellow churidar and seemed pretty tough, yet gentle from inside. She was carrying the books which were for correction. Yes, she was a teacher in my school. I couldn't stop staring at her, but I was supposed to move, as my friends were pushing me to play. I was only in 6th then. She looked at me, she saw me, smiled and walked.
I didn't know her name, which I was searching for desperately. But for the next two weeks, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Everyday I used to go to school, to get one glance of her. She didn't know me, I tried several ways, but none succeeded. I prayed to god, that she be my teacher for the next year. But all prayers in vain. I used to make one or the other excuse to find her, and look at her. But years passed by. I changed my school, deeply hurt for not getting a chance to talk to her and make her realize my existence. She didnt even know my name. I knew, I just had an hour to look at her as much as I want for the one last time. I was in the staff room unnecessarily talking to other teachers. But the time had come, that I had to leave. That was when she touched me on my right shoulder gently, and asked me to get her some chalk pieces from the office. I was on cloud nine, but I knew that this was just a false happiness that I was undergoing, as she still didn't know me, for her I was just another random student in the school.
Its been 10 years now, and It took me 10 years to understand, and control my emotions and feelings for her, as this Love is not encouraged in the society, I am a girl, and this is the only reason why I wish I were a boy. But still she has no clue about me, or my love for her, nor does she know my name. whatever be it, even though I know, I will have to spend the rest of my life with her in my heart. and hiding my love, and depriving myself from the love of my life.
Only hoping that, If I have another birth, I want to be with her.
I love you R****
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