So it is fall 2010 and I had to observe in a classroom for my teaching degree. The teacher I was working with is Mr John Michaels. He was average looking with short brown hair and blue eyes. He had a gorgeous toned hard body due to his after school workouts with the lacrosse team. He is young, only about 29. We had flirted back and forth but nothing serious.
He controlled himself around students but when it was just me and him during his prep time I could tell he wanted me just by the look in his eyes, not mention his swollen pants.
Now I wasn't used to this because I have been slightly overweight for most of my life. However I had spent the summer working out, tanning at the beach and getting into shape. Now I have a nice hourglass figure with 36dd breasts and light brown beach curls in my hair. Even though I had lost the weight I still had nice tits. I felt and looked better than I ever have and this newfound confidence must have shown off.
I had been working with Mr. Michaels all of September and it was now the beginning of October, and my 22nd birthday was quickly approaching. Mr Michaels asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I guess it was the newfound confidence, or just the fact that I was so aroused when I was around him, that i simply said "you".
He was slightly taken aback by my frowardness but quickly regained his composure and said nothing for a moment but instead just smiled. He didn't have to say anything it was all right there in his face, the want, the need, the sexual frustration that had been building.
The following week it was my birthday. All day during class as he would walk around I would pull my knee length skirt up a little bit higher, and I would make sure I was still showing enough cleavage to look professional while trying to turn him on at the same time. It seemed to be working. After a while he had to teach from sitting behind his desk!
During his prep period he came straight over to me and said "I've had a hard on since this morning because of you, Now you better do something about it or stop flashing me during class!"
Well I guess he didn't expect me to do what I did next. I stood up and kissed him while taking my right hand I began to stroke his dick through his pants. He kissed me back with such a passion that I was getting lightheaded.
When I pulled away he looked confused. With a smile on my face I told him to go lock his classroom door and turn the lights out. After he did that he returned to me waiting on my knees for him.
He stepped in front of me and I immediately unhooked his belt and undid his pants. I pulled down his pants and boxers so I could finally get a look at that cock I had wanted for this last month. It was the best cock i had ever seen. Completely shaven about 7 or 8 inches long and just thick enough so my fingers barely touched when wrapped around it. There was already pre-cum oozing from the head.
I quickly stuck my tongue out and liked it up. Mr. Michaels gasped out loud begging me to take his cock into my mouth. I happily obliged. I was able to get about four inches in my mouth and I used my hand for the rest. After a few minutes I was more relaxed so I tried to go all the way down. Mr. Michael moaned deeply when i had his whole cock down my throat. I reached around and grabbed his bare ass pulling him forward and pushing his cock into my mouth as far as I could.
After I did this a couple of times he took his hands and put them on the sides of my head and started to fuck my mouth. I could feel his balls smacking my chin as he shoved his cock down my throat.