School Dreams

Written By: Michael Colione

How many guys have had at least one hot teacher that they wanted to have sex with? Personally I’ve had quite a few. My first teacher that I wanted to fuck was in eighth grade. She was an English teacher and was blonde, five foot seven inches and petite. It looked like she had a great body beneath her conservative clothes, but I hadn’t had the chance to see for myself up to that point.

English period came and I remembered we had a test, but I wasn’t worried, I always cheated. I made the cheat sheet the night before and went to get it out of my locker. I’ve been cheating in her class since the first day of the school year, it was May now, and I hadn’t been caught yet. Little did I know my luck was about to change.

Her name was Ms. Cruz, I later found out her first name was Elizabeth. I walked into class confident, while most of the other students looked worried about the test. I sat at my desk, talking with my friends near me. Most of them knew I cheated, but didn’t have to guts to do it themselves, on every test anyway. Just as the bell rang, Ms. Cruz walked into the classroom looking beautiful as the first day I laid eyes on her. Even after going through almost the whole school year, she was still hot.

She tells us to put our book bags and books on the floor and puts the tests on each of the front row desks, who then hand them back to the chair behind them. She always walks around the room during tests, and today was no different. When her back is turned, I hurry and write the answer, and when she is facing me, I pretend I’m reading while checking out her hot body in my peripheral vision.

She passes to the side of me and stops to look at the kid’s paper across the aisle and one seat up. Her tight skirt is hugging her beautiful ass and I can’t help but stare and imagine what her ass looks like bare. I can feel my dick start to harden and no matter what I think of it won’t go down. She continues to walk up and down the aisle, passing my other side while facing me. I try to hide my erection, but it is clearly visible through my jeans. I don’t look her in the face, but she hesitates as she walks by, pretending to look at my paper. I have a feeling she was looking at my lap instead of my paper though.

Class is almost over and she tells us to put our papers on her desk on the way out. My dick is still hard, even though I was trying to think of something other than her, but she kept creeping back into my thoughts. The bell rang and everyone rushed to leave, dropping their papers off at her desk. I’m one of the last few left and soon am the only one left. I look at her, knowing she is watching me, waiting for me to get up so she can see my hard dick pressed against my jeans. I try to adjust myself so it’s not as noticeable, but didn’t seem to be able to shift “it” just right.

She asks me if I’m done the test, to which I replied I was. She told me to bring it up to her. I told her I’d rather not stand up. She had a small smirk on her face as she closed the classroom door and locked it. The blind was already pulled down because of the test. I looked nervously at her and she told me to take the paper to the desk immediately. I gulped and stood, trying to turn my body to hide my erection. She met me at the desk and asked if everything was ok. I was intoxicated by her perfume, she smelled great. I stammered that everything was ok. She told me to turn and look at her. She was torturing me and she knew it, but I turned towards her anyway.

My erection was pressed painfully against the fabric of my jeans. I was looking away, but turned my head to look at her and noticed she was staring at my crotch, more specifically my dick. I asked if there was anything else, wanting to get out of the room and this embarrassing situation. She told me there was one thing she wanted to know. I looked nervously at her. She asked if it hurt being constrained like that. I nodded, not able to find my voice as she reached for my belt. She loosened my belt and undid the button on my jeans; I immediately felt some relief as my pants loosened from around my dick. She looked me in the eyes as I could only stare at her. She slid the zipper down and pushed my jeans down to my knees. I stood there in my boxers looking her body up and down as I felt my dick get harder. She lowered herself to her knees as she slid my jeans to my knees. Her face was level with my dick and she pulled my boxers down. My hard dick plopped out of my boxers and bounced playfully, nearly smacking Ms. Cruz in the face. She stared at it for a second before talking again.

She looked up at me and asked how big it was. I shrugged as she reached for the ruler on her desk. She held it up and I saw her swallow and then told me seven and a half inches. I asked if that was good or bad. She told me it was very, very good and smiled. Her hand reached for my dick and lightly wrapped around me. It felt great; I’d never had anyone touch my dick before. She gently stroked me a few times with one hand as she cupped my balls with her other hand. I lost my breath when she squeezed my dick and started stroking a little faster. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, I can’t remember ever being this horny.

She told me since I was cheating on the test, and just about every test since school began, she was going to use me as she wanted, and I wasn’t going to tell anyone. I nodded as she moved her head closer to my throbbing dick. I wouldn’t tell anyone even if I wasn’t cheating, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. I just leaned up against the desk as she devoured my dick. Her warm wet mouth moved slowly down my dick to the base and then back up to the tip. After a few strokes, she pulled it completely out of her mouth and licked down to my balls, then took each ball into her mouth. I could feel it in my balls that I was going to cum very soon.

I stuttered that I was going to cum soon. She told me to cum in her mouth as she swallowed me down again. My whole dick was in her mouth. It felt like she was trying to swallow my dick down her throat. I couldn’t even stand up at that moment, all my weight went on the desk. My knees felt like jelly as she sucked me all the way in, then pulled all the way out. I managed to get out that I was cumming as she swallowed me all the way in and kept swallowing as my cum pumped into her mouth and throat. She kept me all the way in as I kept pumping fluids into her. After about six or seven strong spurts, she went back to stroking and sucking me. The head was so sensitive; I had to ask her to stop. She released her grip on me and told me she didn’t have a class this period. I smiled as she pulled my shoes and jeans off the rest of the way.

As she was standing back up, she let her blouse fall off and laid it across the desk, which was soon followed by her skirt. She stood there; totally naked as I looked her body over. She asked me if I liked it, I told her I was fantasizing about having sex with her since school started. She smiled and told me she knew because I was always staring at her when I thought she wasn’t looking. I asked her why she let me cheat all the time on her tests, she told me because she liked me and didn’t want to see me fail.

I thanked her as she pulled my mouth to one of her perky tits. My mouth latched onto a nipple. Her hand was playing with my dick, which was quickly hardening again. She took one of my hands with her free hand and guided it to her wet bald pussy. She guided my finger into her hole, which was soaking wet. After guiding my finger in and out a few times, she pulled her hand away letting me play with her pussy by myself. I loved every second of it.

She asked if I was ready for more. My dick was like a rock again, so I told her I was. She asked if I wanted to fuck her from behind or with her lying back on the desk. I told her whatever she wanted. She bent over her desk and reached back with her hands to spread her ass cheeks apart. Her pussy lips spread for me, but I also saw her puckered little asshole. Hopefully I’d get a chance to fuck her there too, but for now, I wanted to bury my hard dick inside her pussy.

I slid up to her opening, and gently pushed inside. I never had sex before and I didn’t want to hurt, so I was being very gentle. She told me to fuck her good, to go fast and hard because it wouldn’t hurt. I was hesitant, but I didn’t want to fuck this up so I moved into her quickly. As I got all the way in, I had to stop, the feeling was so good, and I couldn’t help but not move.

She pushed back against me; which broke me out of my trance. She told me to grab her hips and to push and pull her so it would feel better. I did what she said and began to pump furiously into her tight pussy. I looked down and saw myself disappearing inside, and then reappearing as I pulled out. My dick was glistening with her juices. She started to moan quietly, saying my name every few seconds. She was making me hot as I got more into this. She told me to take my hand and grab her hair and then she told me to pull. I pulled just enough to lift her head off the desk. At that moment, she moaned my name every few pumps.

I felt my balls slapping hard against her pussy, and my dick was making squishing sounds as I slid in and out of her. She told me not to stop because she was about to cum. I used every ounce of my strength to fasten the pace of my pumps. I was like a fucking jack rabbit, everything was a blur. Her spasming pussy sent me to the edge. I told her I was about to cum, getting ready to pull out. She told me to cum inside her. I didn’t have much choice, because I had already started to cum. I pumped furiously into her as my I shot my nut deep into her pussy. After pushing all the way in and holding myself there for several seconds, I pulled out as my dick glistened with our combined juices.

She turned around to lick and suck me clean. I just stood there watching my eight grade teacher licking on my soft dick. She looked me in the eyes as she sucked me into her mouth again. I wanted to fuck her again, but we didn’t have time.

We gathered our clothes to get dressed as she asked if we could get together that night for more fun. I told her I could as I pulled my boxers on. She pulled up her panties, which I now found out were thongs. We continued to get dressed as we made plans for that night. After we were dressed, she opened the windows and unlocked the door. She sprayed some air freshener in the air to kill the smell of sex. I grabbed my book bag as she wrote out a pass to my next teacher. I had no intention of going there, but I took the pass anyway. She also wrote her cell phone number down so I could call her later that night. We kissed, and then I headed off to the bathroom to get myself cleaned up. By the time I was done, the bell ending that period rang and other boys wandered into the bathroom as well. One class left to go and then I was headed home. I could hardly wait.

To Be Continued…