A girl’s reputation in high school is everything; mine was being the deepthroat queen.
Every boyfriend I had at the time knew I was the best. I didn’t mind. It did earn me a few extra perks in my everyday life. I enjoyed sex deep down inside. No matter how young, I knew it. I could take cock as if my life depended on it. With the extra perks came rumors. The rumors became hot teacher sex stories when I was caught with my boyfriend’s balls slapping my chin. Don’t worry; I knew how to get out of anything using the power of persuasion. I wasn’t about to spend my days in I.S.S.
This Is How Teacher Sex Stories Start!
I sat in my Economics teacher’s office when he dismissed my boyfriend. I could feel my slobber slowly drying on my chest. Mr. Davis and I were completely alone now. He leaned against the desk as I sat on the chair close to him. He started telling me how a young girl like me is supposed to be respected, and Mr. Davis began to lecture about what it is to be a respectable young lady. I just kept smiling. I didn’t say a word. Mr. Davis and I play this game way too often. He tries to take me under his wing, telling me I can do better, but I know who he is. Mr. Davis wanted me, and I needed to make the first move.
When he finished his speech, I asked him if he wasn’t impressed with my dick-sucking skills. Somehow, he was not caught off guard when I asked him. And I kept drilling him with inappropriate questions. Mr. Davis kept answering them in a monotone voice as if I couldn’t tell he had been rock hard and adjusting for the past ten minutes.
“Have you ever fucked one of your students, Mr. Davis?”
I loved saying his name. My young, sweet voice was only making him hotter. And without saying anything else, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick cock. Mr. Davis started stroking his dick in front of me, and I couldn’t do anything but get right on my knees. With my tongue sliding up his cock he looked down at me and told me what we were doing was wrong. He said teachers shouldn’t do that, but he never stopped me. When I heard him moaning, I knew I was doing everything right.
This Deepthroat Teen Queen Has No Gag Reflex.
My mouth was wrapped tightly around the head of his cock as I stroked his shaft. I guess these rumors can become real. Mr. Davis leaned back on his desk and put his hand over my head. I won’t lie, he was the biggest cock then. He was girthy, and as he face fucked me, slobber dripping down my chest, all I could think about was how good his cum must taste.
When he was ready to blow, he came down my throat as I looked up at him. Believe me, Mr. Davis tasted so good. Later that day, I got a text from a random number. Mr. Davis wanted me to help with a special project after school. I left him on read, but the next day I showed up right at 3:15 PM, ready to take on his monster cock one more time.
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