This story is about a sexual encounter between a student and an English teacher.
I have fantasized many times about this English college teacher of mine, her name Miss. Oberg. She had been a teacher of mine for just over a year and I hadn't really taken notice of her wonderful body until recently.
It was yet another boring lecture and as time wore on, I began to check out my teachers' body. I began by looking at her wonderful breasts; they were large and looked perfect through her tight top. Miss. Oberg was 23 years old and about 5'5 and had short brown hair up to her shoulders. She had a pretty face and although she was quite 'chubby', she had a beautiful ass and fleshy thighs. So, as I stared at her body, we made eye contact as she talked. She had realised that I had been staring at her body, especially her round breasts. However, I continued until the end of the lecture and as I walked out the room, she passed me a note that she must have written just a few minutes ago.
As I walked along the hallway, I opened the folded piece of paper and it read: 'I saw the way you were looking at me, and I liked it. Come to my room when your lectures finish.' Now, that had made my day and as I thought of her sexy body, I immediately had a hard on. I was looking forward to meeting her after school but if anything were to happen between her, and me I intended it to be in private.
It was now 3 o'clock and all my lectures had finished. I walked quickly to Miss. Obergs' room and knocked on the door. I heard her sweet voice, 'Come in.' I walked in and she was sat at her desk. I went towards her desk and sat on a chair opposite her desk. She looked up at me and smiled, teasingly. I decided to partially ignore the note I received earlier and started a conversation relating to the novel we were reading in lectures.
'Miss, I think I need a bit of help with the book that we've been reading this week. I just wanted to know if you had any spare time in which you could help me?' I said.
She replied 'Well, as college finishes early tomorrow, I guess it would be alright for you to come to my house and we could study there.'
'Oh really, that's great. When shall I meet you?'
She said, 'Meet me in the car park at about 1 o'clock'
'Ok' I replied and left her room, staring at her beautiful globes.
When I got home, I realised that tomorrow was the chance to fulfill my fantasies about her. As the evening flew by, so did the night, and I woke up with the feeling of excitement of going to my teacher's house. I decided not to go to school and masturbate at the thoughts of Miss. Oberg. As my cock became swollen, I let it free and stroked it slowly and softly. I imagined that my index finger was her tongue and ran it up and down the length of my hot 8-inch cock. I stroked it slowly for about an hour, thinking of her, as I knew that vigorous masturbation would make me cum quick and I wanted the sensations to last as long as possible. When I was ready to release, I went to the bathroom, and as I sat next to the bath, I stroked my cock harder and climaxed. As thick cum spurted out, I realised it was the best orgasm I had ever had. It was all due to the thoughts of Miss. Oberg and yet it could become a reality later on.
As time wore on, I set off to meet her in the car park. As I got there, her timing was perfect and she saw me and came towards me.
'Hey, follow me and I'll show you where my car is,' she said.