A Teacher's Confession

I will not disclose my name, the school I teach in, the age of the student involved, nor anything of the like. The nature of what I'm confessing just doesn't allow for that. I'll leave that up to your imagination.

This wasn't my first time, just my most insatiable... and sinful, at the time.

I knew the students in my class were attracted to me, and I couldn't help but play into it.

At the age of 32, my body teetering slightly on the heavier side, the word MILF doesn't go over my head like they think it does, nor do their subtle innuendos.

I knew they were attracted to me.

I'd wear tighter clothes to school, slightly tighter jeans that fit me nicely, tighter light-colored blouses with more revealing cleavage and no bra underneath. When they would ask for help, I'd make sure to bend over toward them, positioning my cleavage for them, and I'd make sure my ass was also well positioned for the students behind me.

I often wore a short skirt to class, not too short, but short enough that when I sat atop my desk at the front of the class facing toward them, they could see my pink or tanned panties when I'd cross and uncross my legs... or my shaved pussy, on the days I didn't wear any panties.

Eventually, a movie day came up one summer. That's when, for the whole day, the students get to watch either movies, documentaries, or something informative.

And as the other students were watching their documentary, I asked one of the younger students to come help me out for the day, in another classroom, one of the empty classrooms in the area of the school that noone ever even goes near.

Both of us now in the room, I asked him to pull all the curtains down, and to make sure the door was locked, and to leave the lights off.

After that, I sat atop the big empty teacher desk, and asked him to come sit next to me.

He looked confused for a second, but he sat up next to me on the desk. And for a moment, I sat in silence, looking at him. And immediately, I felt how nervous he got.

"How are you?" I asked him.

"...Good..." he said nervously.

Both of us sitting in silence, our feet dangling next to each other.

I could tell how nervous he was. I could tell how hard it was for him to keep eye contact as he scanned the room. But I knew what I wanted, so I sweetened my eyes, and locked them on to his.

"Do you like me?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"...What do you mean?..." he asked, swallowing his nerves.

Very subtly, I press my cleavage out, slightly narrowing my arms in. I look down into it. "Do you like them?"

Silence... his eyes and face now desperately scanning away.

"It's OK." I told him, and took his hand in mine, interlocking my fingers with his. "Do you like to kiss?"

"...I've never kissed anyone..." He told me.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

He did. I know he did, but he didn't say anything. His words were stuck in his throat, and his eyes evading mine.

He was... very nervous. His eyes barely meeting mine. One of his glances, I noticed, eventually landing ever so shortly toward my cleavage, though not directly on. "Do you want to see them?"

His words still stuck in his throat, but I could tell he was desperate to say something. Without taking my eyes off him, I unlock my fingers from his, and remove my blouse for him.

My eyes locking on to him again as the blouse comes off my head. His head, nervously facing away. Gently, with my hand on his chin, I turn his face toward them...

His face and eyes now squarely upon my breasts, I move my hands behind my back, and let my bra release.

I take his hand and place it on my breast. Without taking my eyes off him, I lean in and kiss his lips.

We kiss, slowly, gently, wet, my tongue playing with his innocence.

I pull back, pushing my chest out, and pulling him into them.

He naturally smothers himself into them, filling his hands and his mouth like he's eating marshmallows.

I step off unto the floor, keeping him positioned on the desk. I lift his shirt above his head and off his body, then begin to undo his pants.

I help him adjust his pants to below his waist. His erection springing free, and his pants down to his shoes.

He was very firm for his young age, and about the size you'd expect, but that's what I wanted to explore.

I give him one last play of the tongue up above, then move below to enjoy his taste.

Forbidden Fruit.

Sin.

I let him fill my mouth completely, his penis and his balls.

Fuck! I can hear him trying to hold everything in, his heavy breathing, and his groans.

My spit and drool drenching him all, and dripping down unto my beasts.

I squeeze his length between my breasts, up and down, my eyes never leaving his.

At this point my panties are sopping wet beneath the tightness of my jeans.

I have him step down from the desk to take his pants and his shoes off, then I turned away from him, guiding his hands unto my jeans to remove them.

Stepping out of my jeans, I turn back around to him. "Remove these with your teeth."

He does. He bites the very front of my panties, and slowly reveals me.

As my panties drop to the floor, I clamp on to his hair, and let him taste my honey.

He loves it.

I love it.

Then I couldn't help myself. I needed him to take me.

I step over to a student desk much lower in height. I place my naked butt on top of it, and bend my knees up inviting him in.

He steps over to me. His erection raging. Positioning himself between me, he unleashes! Powerful and intense! Over and over again!

It feels delicious! Sinful!

I feel his weight upon me, slamming into me. I take one of his hands away from my breasts and place it around my neck.

And with my hands, I pull him in for another play of tongue.

I'm enjoying the moment, enjoying his weight upon me. His erection slamming into me. I study his pleasure, and I can see he's about to release. I can feel it. And I can see it upon his face.

No, I gently nudge him off. I am not going to let this end so quickly.

As he steps back, I step off the desk, and turned around, repositioning myself, my ass in the air inviting him back in.

Again he positions himself. His lap slamming into my ass, he unleashes!

My hair wrapped around his wrist. His breaths and groans in my ears. I feel it building up inside me. I can't control it! "FUCK!" He says, and he explodes inside me! That was it! The muscles between my legs twitching! My eyes rolling up into my skull! And I release as well!

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