Mrs. Leeson was quite simply fucking hot. She was every boy's teacher crush at the school for sure. Whilst she may have been in her early thirties, she looked mid-twenties at most, had a fantastic body, a beautiful face, AND was a wonderful person. Her only bad point was that she was married to Mr. Leeson, an absolute prick of a gym teacher who seemed to have a grudge against all male students at the school and took glee in flogging us on cross-country runs in torrential rain. Mrs. Leeson was definitely the better half of their partnership, and I lost count of the number of times I jacked off with the image of her in my head over the years. In my final year at school, aged 18, my dream came true, and I still can't quite believe it happened.
I had always been quite a skinny, weedy kid growing up, but I started working out when I hit sixteen and bulked up quickly.
By the time I was eighteen, I was on the school football team and was in great shape. Girls on the cheerleader squad were starting to notice me more, and I had a few liaisons with some of them, but nothing more than casual hook-ups.
After the final lesson one Monday afternoon, I packed up my things ready to leave when Mrs. Leeson asked me to stay behind after class.
I assumed there was a problem with my coursework or something, so I sat back down at my desk while my classmates filed out of the room.
Mrs. Leeson closed the door and walked towards me slowly, her high heels clicking on the hard floor of the classroom.
She looked amazing in her short black skirt and a tight white blouse that hugged her body. She had her hair down that day, along with her usual black-rimmed glasses.
"Well, Mr. Daniels, I'm sure you know what this is about," she said with a smile.
"No, not a clue. What's up?" I asked, bemused.
"Mr. Daniels, I have a problem, and I think you can help me," she says, sitting down on the desk in front of me.
"What's the problem, Mrs. Leeson?" I ask, starting to feel a little hot.
She got up from the desk, walked right up to me, and put a hand on my chest.
"I've seen you looking at me, Mr. Daniels, eyeing me up in class, and I want to know what you have to say about that."
"I don't really know, Mrs. Leeson; I just think you're kinda hot," I answered honestly.
"Well, the way I see it, and what I want to know," she said, toying with a lock of her hair, "is if you're undressing me with your eyes, do you ever think about what I look like naked?" she said, finishing the sentence with a smile.
"Wow, Mrs. Leeson, I guess I have wondered," I stuttered, a smile breaking out on my face.
She reached up to her chest and started to slowly unbutton her blouse, her eyes never leaving mine.
My eyes almost popped out of my head as I watched her hands slowly undo each button, exposing her bra and toned stomach.
I was almost frozen to the spot as she finished unbuttoning her blouse and let it drop to the floor. Then she reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, letting it slip slowly off her breasts, the straps falling down her slender arms. There she was, topless in front of me, as my chin almost hit the floor. My cock was pointing at a comical angle towards her, tenting in my trousers.
"Am I turning you on, Mr. Daniels?" she asked, looking me in the eyes over the top of her glasses and clearly enjoying the power she had over me. She took a step towards me and put her hand on my bulge.
"Such a big boy, aren't you?" she whispered. "Shall we set it free?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
Still dumbfounded, I nodded in agreement as her hands started to slowly undo the zip of my trousers. I felt her reach inside, move my boxers out of the way, and pull my cock out.
I almost lost it right then as I felt Mrs. Leeson's warm hand on my aching cock.
"Oh shit, Mrs. Leeson, that feels so good," I just about managed to say as she traced her finger tips over the tip of my cock, already leaking pre-cum.
She squatted down in front of me, looking closely at my cock before licking the tip and tucking her hair behind her ears.
"You cock is very hard Mr. Daniels...and call me Izzy," she said, before pushing my cock into her mouth and closing her eyes.
"Ooohhhh God," I moaned as I felt her tongue circling the tip of my cock, her lips wrapped around it tightly. She squeezed it gently and ran her tongue along it and then it disappeared into her mouth again, a warm, wet velvety sensation inside her mouth.
She pulled it out again and I could feel her breath on the wet tip.
"Is this what you fantasize about Mr. Daniels?" she asked, then without waiting for an answer my cock was in her mouth again, her left hand now massaging her breasts and squeezing her nipples as she sucked me.
I could see her wedding and engagement rings glinting on her left hand and smiled to myself; if only Mr. Leeson could see me now, my cock in his wife's mouth, he'd be losing his shit.
Izzy started jerking me off quickly, the head of my cock still in her mouth and her other hand on her breasts. I couldn't hold on any longer and sprayed my load inside her mouth, my hips bucking wildly as Izzy smiled, still sucking my cock, capturing every drop and swallowing it.
Suddenly, we heard voices in the corridor outside. Izzy quickly grabbed her clothes, I reached for my bag, and she pulled me by the hand to the store cupboard at the back of the classroom. She quickly opened the door and pulled me inside, closing and locking it behind us, the room lit by a tiny window high up in the wall.
Izzy bent over in front of me, hitching up her skirt to expose her ass, a tiny G-string visible between her ass cheeks. She grabbed hold of a shelf and hissed impatiently.
"Come on, fuck me! We haven't got long, and my dickhead of a husband will be wondering why I'm late home."
I pull her G-string to one side, then took hold of her left hip, slapping my slightly soft cock on her ass cheek. It responded almost immediately, getting rock hard, then I rammed it inside her pussy without warning.
"HOLY FUCK!" she almost shouted, lurching forward before covering her mouth and whimpering as she recovered from the pain/pleasure.
I took no mercy on her, gripped both of her hips and started thrusting my cock into her hard, and within a minute, I blasted cum inside her pussy but didn't stop fucking her as she whimpered, her knuckles going white as she held on to the shelf.
I could hear and feel the squelching of her pussy as my cum lubricated her insides, and watched it leaking out around my cock as I continued to pound her from behind.
"OH GOD!" she said as our thighs slapped together while I continued to fuck her. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples hard and I felt her pussy contracting around my cock as she came hard whilst I continued to pound her.
My hips were thrusting into her like a jackhammer, sweat pouring down my back and my face in the tiny hot store closet, the smell of sex was such a turn on and I remained rock hard inside her.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy, spun Izzy round pushed her down to her knees, and pushed my cock into her mouth. She started to suck it like a women possessed, I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her mouth, my cock hitting the back of her throat over and over again, the tiny room filled with the sound of my teacher gagging on my cock. I felt her squeezing my legs and I pulled out of her mouth, strings of saliva visible between my red hot cock and Izzy's mouth.
"I thought I was going to pass out," she gasped.
"Sit down, I want to ride you," she said pointing to the chair against the wall.
I sat down on the small plastic chair, Izzy straddled me, grabbing my cock, raising herself up and sliding down on it.
"Oh wow, it fits perfectly inside me," she breathed, her head resting on my shoulder, my face in between her tits.
She started to move her hips, grinding on me, I could feel her legs starting to tremble, suddenly she buried her face into my shoulder and moaned loudly, and I could feel her pussy twitching around my cock as she climaxed before slumping against me.
I stood up, my cock slipping out of her pussy and guided her to the chair, getting her to kneel on the seat.
I guided my cock into her pussy, grabbed her hips and started to fuck her hard.
"FUCK YES! CUM INSIDE ME AGAIN," she demanded pushing back against me.
In a few minutes, sweating pouring off my body, I came hard inside her and half collapsed on her, fully spent.
"Well Mr. Daniels, I hope your curiosity about me is satisfied, but I'm sure you'll need a refresher on a regular basis."
"Oh yes Miss," I replied already looking forward to our next encounter.
