School Girl Phone Sex with Jamie
Some girls try to find their cutest outfit for the first day of school, but I always tried to find my sexist school girl outfit. From my mini skirts to my low cut tops, no one with eyes could resist me. I was every guys best friend and every girls enemy. I guess you could say I was the class slut, but if you enjoy something, why not do it!
Of course, there were a ton of hot guys in my classes, but I was always interested in the guys I couldn’t have. I want the forbidden fruit of the faculty! Married or single, I could not have cared less. I saw how they looked at me and I was determined to fuck as many as I could!
My math teacher was my favorite. He’s older, maybe early forties, married, and utterly miserable. He always smiled ear to ear when I walked into his class. He would look at my long legs and try to catch a peak of my panties under my desk. I knew I made his cock throb and his ball ache.
When he would ask me to stay after class and I could feel my pussy tingle.
As the bell rang and the room emptied, he would get up to lock the door. I would sit on his desk, lifting my skirt, teasing him with my young, tight, pink pussy. He was hungry for a taste! He would shove his face into my panties, inhaling the aroma of my tight young pussy. His kisses and licks make me so fucking wet, I couldn’t wait for him to slide my panties down and fill my sweet cunt with his cock.
Maybe it was thrill of possibly getting caught, or just the fact that fucking my teacher was wrong, but I loved how he fucked me. I loved how he would stretch my pussy, filling me like no other guy had before. His experience set him so high above the rest of the guys in school, no one else could compare.
To this day I feel my heart race and clit pulsate just thinking about our naughty after class meetings. I wonder how many other girls he has filled with cum over the years. I still get that urge to be the naughty teacher’s pet. Do you love a slutty school girl? Give me a call!
