It has been apparent through all my schooling life that English was not my strongest subject. Growing up, teachers were very hesitant to give me high marks and I always tried my best without getting high results. I sought help from friends which was useless. I went to the teacher like a teacher’s pet to try and demonstrate that I was really trying to get a higher score but still nothing.

I found myself really struggling during my primary school years and I thought that maybe it would just go away as the years went on. Fast forward six years which brings me to the period where my story takes place. I was about to begin my final year of high school; I knew that it was make or break. Once again, I went to my English teacher, a beautiful and sincere lady, for adviceand she suggested that I get a tutor. I had nothing to lose so I thought, 'Why not?' My teacher gave me the details of her teacher who was doing tutoring now for students struggling in their final year - a Ms Kristen Jennings.

When I got home that day from school, I decided to call up Ms Jennings. I punched in her numbers on the telephone and dialed. A few short rings and a very sensual voice answered, “Hello, Ms. Jennings speaking." I was stunned at the sexy and promiscuous voice on the other end of the phone and froze for a second. She repeated “Hello… anyone there?”

I replied, “Yes, sorry, my phone was cutting out,” in a very nervous manner. I continued to explain that one of her students was my teacher and she recommended her as a tutor. We organized an initial session at her home, which was walking distance from mine, for Friday after school.

The day quickly arrived and I could not wait to match a face to the sensual voice I had only heard over the phone. What color hair would she have; blonde, brown, red or a mix? Is she big breasted? Is she tall? So many questions filled my mind. I brought with me my school bag which contained all the essentials - English books, dictionary and pencil case. I arrived at her house five minutes before we had scheduled to meet. The house was very beautiful; it featured a well maintained garden, single driveway where she parked her sleek silver Audi and a small tile pathway to her doorstep.

I rang the doorbell and I could hear her footsteps. The constant knock of heels on a wooden floor was present. She opened the door wearing a stunning black dress which revealed a substantial amount of cleavage and urged me to wonder what was beneath it. Her figure was slim and tight; you could tell she worked out and looked after her body. I could not believe she was my own teacher’s teacher. She did not look a day over twenty-five but, in reality, was forty-four. She greeted me as I tried not to stare at what was staring me in the eyes. “Hi, you must be Jason; I’m Ms Jennings. Do come in; I don’t bite hehe,” she said with a little laugh. I acknowledged her greeting and nodded as I entered.

“Such a beautiful house, Ms Jennings. Do you share it with anyone?” I said as I walked down a beautiful hallway filled with paintings and a long rug from the doorway to the dining room, where I assumed we would commence our session as there was a large table with a couple of chairs set up.

“Why, thank you Jason. Unfortunately, I’m divorced; I live by myself. And please call me Kristen, I’m not your teacher,” she replied in a very uplifting tone. You could tell she was a nice person she had a very bubbly personality and was quite down to earth. “Shall we get started? Grab a chair and sit down at the table. I’ll just grab a glass of water for us both”

“Sure thing, Kristen; that would be great,” I replied, acknowledging her act of kindness as I took a seat at the beautiful wooden table. Kristen took the chair adjacent to me, turned to put down the two glasses of water and turned to face me.

“So, Miss Cummings tells me you are having a little bit of trouble with essay writing, Jason. Correct? What is it that you struggle with?” she asked, swiftly passing her hand on my knee.

“Um…” I stutter as I try not to make it apparent that I’m checking her out as she sits in front of me. She leaned forward a little bit, with one leg crossed over the other. “Well mainly the…everything.” I was so mesmerized I could barely talk coherently and began to blush a little.

“Okay, that’s alright Jason. No need to feel embarrassed, it’s not easy. I struggled a lot when I was younger, too.” She placied her hand on my knee this time and kept it there. “You seem like a smart kid Jason, and I would like to try a different technique about linking your body and paragraphs together. It’s more of a practical exercise, are you a kinesthetic learner? Do you learn by doing things?”

“Um, okay Ms. Jennings, I mean Kristen. Yes I do learn by doing things practically rather that doing theory work for English about the meanings of words and their uses,” I reply, trying not to make it blatantly obvious I was staring at her breasts which I think she noticed I was doing.

“Good. I’m a kinesthetic learner too; here, follow me Jason,” she said as she grabbed hold of my hand and led me down the hallway and to the second door on the left. It looked like her bedroom. In the room there was a large double bed, mirror, drawers and a walk-in wardrobe. “Sit on the bed, Jason; I’ll be right back,” she said as she walked into the wardrobe.

I was very nervous since I was not sure what she was doing in there. Then the door swung open. The look in her eye had changed and she walked over to me at the bed, one leg crossing the other, like models do on the run way when wearing designer clothes. She turned around and asked me to unzip the silky black dress. The dress slipped off to reveal a red corset and thigh highs. I began to feel my pants tighten and my member stiffen as she instructed me, “Now, Jason, reach over and begin to finger my trimmed pussy”

Without questioning her, I followed her instructions, and my hands ran down her smooth body to her pussy. It was already wet as I began to finger her. She released moans and sighs of pleasure. 'I must be doing a good job,' I thought to myself, 'I have only seen this done in porn videos; I do not even know if I am doing it right.'

Soon after, she invited me to massage her breasts through the stretchy fabric of her corset and I could feel her nipples begin to harden as I explored her sexy MILF body. I continued to feel my cock stiffen even more as she got me to pull down the top to reveal her amazing breasts! They were so very soft and felt like jelly as I cupped them in my hands and caressed her erect nipples.

Without warning Ms Jennings, I mean Kristen, turned around and bent over. She put her ass in the air and pulled me down and got me to lick and smell her dripping wet pussy and asshole as she ground them against my face! The smell was so erotic and arousing, I felt my member getting even more excited, I could not control it anymore.

“Jason, I don’t think it is fair that I’m almost naked and you’re fully clothed. Let me help you out; lie down and relax.”

She stripped me naked using nothing but her teeth, and paid particular attention to my cock and balls as she began to massage slowly and sensually until she felt the first drop of pre-cum on the tip of my cock. I must have been the biggest I had ever been; normally I’m around 7.5” to 8.0” but it felt much bigger this time. The first drop of pre-cum was released out of my cock and I could feel that it would not be long before I exploded as she put my cock in her mouth and begun to suck incredibly hard until I let out a groan of pure pleasure

“Kristen, I’m about to come... oh, I’m coming…” I exploded in her mouth, thick streams of cum ejected from the head of my cock. I think she almost choked since there was so much because I had not jerked in few days. “Mmmm” is the only sound she made as she had my cock in her mouth, milking every last drop.

She rolled onto the bed next to me and said, “Now I’ll get some silk ties which you will take and tie my hands to the bed-head and legs apart so my cunt and asshole are exposed to you! This will demonstrate how the bodies are meant to link up in your essay writing.”

“Ms. Jennings, I mean Kristen... Are you serious?” I reply, stunned to hear her use the term “cunt” so nonchalantly.

“Hell yes I am, this is the new teaching technique I’m trying with you. Here, tie me up Jason, get ready to fuck me hard!” She replied in a very sexy and teacher like voice! I was not going to refuse; I’d only seen stuff like this in the XXX movies I’d watched. I tied her hands to the bed-head and her legs apart, exposing her pussy and asshole at the same time. Without hesitation, my cock was already throbbing again. I knelt down and slid my rock hard cock into her tight and wet pussy which sucked me in as I continued to submerge my cock fully inside her! She writhed helplessly beneath me. I began to pick up the pace, as I fucked her hard and long!

My mind was running at a thousand miles an hour and was still trying to comprehend what was actually going on as she begged me to fuck her harder with moans of pleasure expelling from her mouth. I felt the urge to cum again and I could tell I could not last much longer. I was going to have to explode again and I could not help it!.

Ms Jennings continued to yelp helplessly as I told her I was about to explode again. I asked her where she wanted me to cum. She replied, “Cum on my tits, baby, I want to rub it all over. Cum for me, baby!”

I felt the cum travel through my shaft, like the lava of a volcano traveling through the ducts before it erupts. I knew it was time to pull out and erupt for her. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably and I pulled out and moved quickly to her tits and jerked my cock until it exploded with the thick spurts of white cream all over her tits. She encouraged me “Ohhhh my, Jason, just cum all over them baby! I need the splurge from a hot young stud!”

I finished and lay down next to her on the double bed as I caught my breath and attempted to comprehend that I just fucked a MILF’s brain out like I had only dreamed of!