Where it happened: truck
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was in the seventh grade and Mister Davidson was my band teacher at school. He was also very good looking and all the girls at school it seemed had a crush on him. Though I knew that he was married and had three kids he seemed to really like me, and always paid particular attention to me. I asked him if he’d help me improve my flute playing and he suggested that I spend 15 minutes with him in the band room after school on Thursdays. I agreed, and was excited to be spending time alone with him and knew that the other girls would all be jealous!
Anyway, on Thursday I arrived at the band room and he helped me, and we talked and he told me how much potential I had as a trombone player and all that. I said I would like to take lessons, but my folks were unable to afford it. He suggested I might baby sit for him and his wife, and that way we could work it out. I would meet him at the band room on Tuesdays after school for half an hour and I could baby sit for him and his wife once a month. It seemed like a really good arrangement.
He would drive me home after I babysat for them, and then began to drive me home after the lessons on Tuesday after school. He was particularly nice to me, and I thought that he might have a crush on me like I had with him.
He started counseling me about boys. We started talking about sex, perhaps more often than we should. He asked me one time, when the discussion had become more personal than usual if I had ever had a root. (For those not familiar with the term, a ‘root’ in New Zealand lingo is what the Americans call a ‘fuck’. It’s just a different way to say it.) Well, I told him that I almost had, just recently, with a boy who was my older brother’s best friend.
He asked for details. I explained how my older brother’s friend had come over to the house to see my brother, but my brother wasn’t in and it was only me who was there. I was in my P.J.s still, having just gotten up out of bed. I wasn’t wearing underwear of course, and depending on the way I sat he could see my naked boobs and nipples between the buttons of my top. He must have liked him. We sat upon the sofa, and then quite quickly we were sitting together, and then he put his arm around me. We started kissing, and then he felt my boobs and then his hand slid into my bottoms. He ‘played’ with me. I got excited and all wet. He then lifted me, and carried me into my room; then lying me upon my bed he took my P.J.s off, then took his cock out.
I was scared. I really didn’t want him to, but then I did. His cock began to play with me inside my lips. He knew I was a virgin, and tried to get it in. I tried to help, but I was scared, and far too tight. His cock was just too big! I began to get real worked up, thrusting with my hips to try to help him; then suddenly as his cock began to enter and the hymen had been broke, to both of our dismay his cock began to shoot its’ cum; and we were done! He might have got an inch of it inside me, I’m not sure. It definitely was not more; and though I might have lost my virginity I had certainly not yet had a ‘root’!
My band teacher seemed excited, and pleased that I had shared this with him. He said I should be careful. He suggested that I might enjoy it better next time, with a boy, or even with a man who knew exactly what to do, and how to make a woman feel good as they did it. It could be nice, and it could be a disaster! We were sitting in his pickup truck, parked in a vacant area of a Walmart parking lot, away from all the other cars as I related the entire incident to him. By the time that I had finished relating the incident to him he had his arm around me, holding me quite closely. I responded, wondering what the girls at school might think. They likely would be jealous if they knew! I realized though that I could never tell them.
Next, he kissed me on the cheek. I turned to him; our lips connected! His hand began to rub my thigh, beneath my skirt. I wore a uniform to school which was required. The kissing became more passionate as I responded! My tongue was everywhere inside him as I felt his fingers slide into my panties, as he rubbed them gently in the thickness of the mound of hairs. He felt my wetness, the response of my horny vagina as he fingered me. I didn’t care! It didn’t seem to matter that not far from us people were pushing carts as they went back and forth from Walmart. In a moment he was helping me to get my panties off and on the floor! I lay upon the seat, my thighs apart; his cock now in his hand; the most gigantic and stiffest I had seen! He rubbed it in my lips, inside the ball of fur. I wondered if I’d be too small to get in! I closed my eyes and marveled feeling of his knob as it began to tease my clit! He knew exactly what to do, and how to tease me! My hips began to thrust! His cock then entered!
I gasped! It felt so big! He started using it the way he should; my body now responding as it should! We fucked! I’d never felt so good before! I came three times before he shot his seed inside me.
We lay there on the seat, his cock inside me as we kissed. I could feel of it as it began to shrink! He had me promise I would never tell a soul, especially my friends. I said I was in love with him! I wanted to be with him forever! He said it would be awkward. He’d lose his job. He’d likely go to jail! He said that he was far too old for me anyway, right now, though we could wait till I was 18. By then he would be 35 and we could then elope, and go somewhere we could root and fuck and suck as often as we wanted.
It was the beginning of a two year affair, between me and my band teacher. I noted in my diary each time we did it, 247 times in total, and mostly in his office during lunch or after school. We were like rabbits; and though I was in love with him I accepted he was married and was ‘giving’ to his wife at home as often as he gave to me! I also had a boyfriend at the time, who I had been going with even before I started rooting my band teacher; not my brothers friend who I mentioned previously, but a boy my own age who I had a lot in common with and who everyone at school thought we were going steady. Of course we were, but we never did have sex, although he wanted to. I was trying to be ‘faithful’ to my band teacher. My actual boyfriend then thought that I was still a virgin, and respected my decision to wait till we got married.
It was wrong. I know it now, but did not think it then! He trained me well. Sometimes I even fucked him as I played my flute, as he would then lay naked on the floor with me on top, his cock inside me as he taught me how to breathe and reach high notes when we were cumming!
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