Teacher Sex Stories usually happened to me when I was still in school.
The last time Teacher Sex Stories happened to me I was out of school and it was a really weird scene.
When I was in high school I had this one teacher who was old and creepy. You know the type, always hitting on girls half his age and giving them special favors like good grades and no detention for making him happy. He was always flirting with me but I was doing well in his class and was too busy fucking my science teacher. I was really flunking that class and didn’t want to make him jealous because I know how guys brag and he’d find out if I was playing the game with someone else. Finally, I had to give Mr. Harrison Teacher Sex Stories and what he wanted.
Eating at a restaurant I saw an ex-friend of mine. I loaned the bitch a couple of hundred dollars last year when she was short on rent and she never paid me back. She didn’t see me and I took a table in the corner so I could figure out what to do.
I wanted my money back but I didn’t want to make a scene. A few minutes later she went to the bathroom and I went over to her table, grabbing her handbag. I then walked outside and was so happy. She was going to lose her shit when she found out her bag had been stolen and I walked around the block to see what was in there.
Her phone, wallet and some expensive makeup were in there so it was a good haul.
I started heading home when an old guy blocked me. He said my name and I had no idea who he was until he said he was Mr. Harrison from school.
I brushed by him but he kept walking beside me and said he saw what I did. He’d go into the restaurant and tell her about it if I didn’t give him an hour of my time. I said he couldn’t prove it then he reminded me about the security cameras.
Going home with him it turned out he’s weirder than I thought. He had his basement set up like a classroom with a blackboard and desks. He told me that I was in detention. I went with it and sat at one of the desks but he stopped me and made me come up to the front of the room. It was time for Teacher Sex Stories.
Bending me over his desk, he threw my skirt up and saw the thong I was wearing. He said it wasn’t part of the dress code and took a paddle out of his drawer.
I stayed bent over as he started paddling me telling me I had to learn to dress and behave more appropriately. This was one bizarre sex story.
Hitting me hard I cried out as my ass throbbed. He did it harder and harder until my ass felt like it was on fire and my legs were shaking. Each smack stung like I was being hit with bits of glass and I started crying.
How many other students did he do this with? I didn’t know how much more I could take and begged him to stop. He said there was no talking and kept going. When he finally stopped I thought I was going to pass out and he made me stay there while he rubbed my raw ass and jerked off. He made these disgusting noises and I just wanted to go home.
Cumming in his hand, he wiped it over my ass like it was a balm then pulled my skirt back down. “Detention’s over, don’t let me see you in here again,” he said and I left as fast as I could.
