Where it happened: Teacher's Motel Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I was 19 and in my junior year at our local junior college. The year before, when I was a freshman, this married couple came to teach at our school — Mr. Anthony D___ and his wife Barbara. I believe they were only a couple years out of college thmselves. They were probably 27 or 28. He taught English and speech and was our debate coach. She taught social studies, physical education and was also the girls’ tennis coach. They were a drop dead gorgeous couple. He was obviously Italian. You could tell by his name, his deeply tanned skin,and his jet black curly hair. He was about 5’8″ tall and had a nice trim, fit body. All the girls fell in love with him the minute they saw him and tried to take his classes. His wife was a gorgeous blonde, about his same size, maybe a little shorter, and she had a perfect body, too. They seemed to be happily married,because we’d see them walking in the halls together, sitting and eating lunch together and chatting in the cafeteria, and smiling at each other. After a few months, however, there was a rumor going around that she was fucking the young men’s tennis coach. I didn’t pay much attention to rumors, however, until one of my girlfriends told me that she had accidentally walked in on them when she went to the physical education office one day, without knocking, and found both of them with their pants down, making out like bandits. They had forgotten to lock the door. I asked her if she had reported them to the Dean, but she said No. He attitude was that if they wanted to fuck, it was none of her business.
Well, anyway,getting back to my own situation, I was in Mr. D’s speech class and on the debating team. Lucky me. I got to see him every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon, and sometimes after class for debate team rehearsals. I was pretty smart. I also had a nice body and didn’t mind flaunting it in class, aften sitting there at my front row desk, in a low cut blouse and cut-off shorts, with my legs wide open. I kept my eyes peeled on Mr. D’s pelvis to see if I could get a rise out of him, and I believe sometimes I did. Whether it was because I was really smart or because he liked me, I got an “A+” in Speech my first semester.
As for the debate team, there were four of us — two boys and two girls. The topic in 2005 was quite controversial: “SHOULD SEX EDUCATION BE TAUGHT IN THE PUBLIC SCHOOLS?” I and one of the boys were assigned to argue the affirmative and the other team argued the negative. Mr. D ptrovided us with all of the main points, pro and con, but we had to develop them ourselves into reasoable, rational debate arguments. All for of us were very good at arguing and debating, and as a result we got chosen to go to the State Debate Tournament at a 4 year college about 100 miles away. We would be gone for two days, and would stay in one of the college dorms.
Mr. D. drove all of us to the tournament site in his SUV. I made sure I sat in front with him and the other three sat in back. Naturally, I wore shorts to show off my nice legs, and I could see Mr. D. glancing at them from time to time.
We arrived at the college where the tournament was to be held on a Thursday evening, around dinner time, and after we were assigned to our rooms in the dormitory, all 5 of us went out to dinner. We discussed strategy for the next day, and then came back to the college. Mr. Do suggested to us that we all have a swim in the big indoor University pool before going to bed, so we all got in our suits and went to the pool. I had brought along my very sexy white bikini, and when I walked out of the girls’ dressing room, the other two guys on the debate team whistled and called out a few choice words that showed they appreciated what they were seeing. Mr. D. was already in the pool, and I could see that he had on these tight aqua colored speedos. They looked great on his dark body. I also noticed for the first time that he had nice looking dark black hair all over his chest. We all swam and played around in the pool for quite awhile, even having a game of water soccer. It was lots of fun, and everyone seemed toenjoy themselves. When we all got out of the pool, about 10:00 P.M., I couldn’t help but watch Mr. D. walk back to the dressing room. Nice buns! Right then and there I was determined that I would try to seduce him. I had fooled around some with a couple of guys, but had never had intercourse. Once my Mom caught me and another guy, half undressed in a car in front of our house, but before we had a chance to actually do it, she was knocking on the window and we stopped. After that, she oput me on the pill, just in case.
Well, after everyone went off to their dorm rooms, I decided I’d go down to Mr. D’s room under the pretense of just checking on a couple of points for tomorrow’s debate. I decided to go in my white bikini, just to see what kind of reaction I’d get out of him. I knocked on the door, and pretty soon, he ansked who it was. I told him I just wanted to check a couple of last minute debate points with him. He said it was a little late, but then he opened the door. He was standing there only in a pair of white jockey underwear shorts. When he saw me in my bikini, he asked me to come in, and said we;d have to make this quick because he was tired and we had a big day ahead of us tomorrow. I thought it was somewhat odd that he didn’t try to put on a robe of some sort, but just sttod there in his shorts. As he sat down in a chair, he asked me what points I wanted to check out, and very boldly, I said “The first point I want to check out is that point between your legs!” He was startled, but he seemed unfazed. He just sat there with his legs spread apart and I could see his penis rise beneath his shorts. I went over and kneeled in front of him and rolled down the front of his shorts and said, “I want this!” and I began to suck and lick his fully engorged cock, and was soon deep throating him. He loved it. In fact he gently held my head in his hands and kept directing it further and further down until he was all the way in my throat, and I could feel him begin to jerk while warm semen began to gush out of his head. I was in 7th heaven. I couldn’t believe that I was giving a blow job to this great looking teacher of mine and he was loving it. After he orgased in my throat a couple of times, he took off his shorts and then quickly took my bikini off, and started sucking on my breasts. Then he laid me against the bed and gradually went lower and lower on my body until he reached my vagina, which he began to caress with his lips, taking my clitoris and caressing it with his tongue very rapidly. I had a terrific orgasm just from his tongue fucking.
Well, after that I told him I had been on the pill,and I really wanted him to fuck me in the natural way, because I had never had a man inside my body before. So we got into his bed, and fucked for about another hour, in every conceivable position, pleasuring each other into mutual orgasms. His technique was wonderful. He knew just how to make a woman feel good.
I fell asleep in his arms that night, with my buttucks next to his pelvis and with still erect love tool between my cheeks. I had never before been naked with a man, but here with him, I felt so relaxed and comforted.His hands were on my breasts and I could feel the hair of his chest brushing against my back.
We woke up early the next morning, and he wanted me again, so we had a nice quick fuck for about ten minutes. It was pretty rapid fire on his part. But that warm love potion shooting into my body, was totally inspiring to me. We went on to win the debate that day and that night “Tony” and I (no longer Mr.D.) fucked our brains out again.
On the way home, all of us were very upbeat. We had won the tournmament, and the Grand Prize plaque for our school. Tony was happy for us, too. And I was happiest of all, because I had accomplished my goal: Not just winning the debates, but also losing my virginity to this gorgeous hunk of manhood.
Tony and I, over the past two year, have had several other love sessions together — in his SUV,in his school room (with the door locked!) and even in his bedroom at his house when his wife is not there. He tells me that he loves his wife with a passion, but they have a very open marriage, and that once in awhile, there has to be variety in their love-making. He knows that she is fucking the men’s tennis coach, and he tells me that she knows that he is fucking me That may seem hard to believe, but in this day and age, that’s what’s going on out there.
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