The class was nearly over. It would soon be home time. Billy Smith sat at the back of the room with Sam, watching the shapely form of the Head of the English department.
"I want Billy to stay after class, please. We have to discuss your essay," announced Mrs Pokton, the object of their desire. The previous homework had been to write about a personal experience.
"I told you you'd get in trouble for writing that, Billy," whispered Sam to his best friend. The eighteen year old Billy had submitted an essay based on a porn film he seen last weekend. He told Sam what he was doing and Sam had been against it. He didn't like trouble. Billy had done it anyway.
"What do think of it then Miss?" asked Billy when everyone else had left.
"Well the grammar was awful and some of the descriptive terms would make an army sergeant blush. That is not what we need to talk about though. The assignment was to write about a personal experience. I don't believe you could have performed the acts you describe."
"Well, maybe not all, but I have seen them in porn films," he replied defensively.
"So why did you write about sexual acts you haven't taken part in? I can't mark this work unless it is a personal experience."
"So I get no mark!" Billy was shocked. Usually he got a high mark in English even though he had a problem with his grammar.
"I didn't say that. You just need to make it a personal experience, and I have the perfect way. We can act it out now."
Billy looked quizzically at his teacher. He wasn't the brightest boy and it took a while for him to realise what Mrs Pokton was suggesting.
"Lets go to the staff room Billy, it's more private," she suggested.
They almost ran up the stairs to the staff room, Mrs. Pokton leading the way. All the other teachers had left, Billy pushed a sofa across the door and turned to find his teacher with her hair down and her ass in the air as she rummaged in her bag for something.
"Ah, here it is," She held aloft the essay he had written. "The first act you describe is licking a pussy till the woman has an orgasm. Although you use much cruder language."
"Actually Mrs. Pokton, the first thing is that we both get naked." Billy was already pulling off his clothes, his teacher looked at him for a second then stripped off too.
Billy was on the swimming team so his body was quite lean and well toned. He was obviously excited at the prospect of acting out his story, his penis stood straight out from his body. It was only about seven inches long, but it was about two inches across at the base.
Jane Pokton, 32, blonde and divorced. She liked to keep her body in shape by jogging, her tummy was flat and her tits firm, as was her ass. When she had read Billy's essay she had felt suddenly horny. It had taken her biggest dildo several minutes to relieve the feeling. She was still aroused after a day at school. Now she would see if his body could live up to his imagination. Her clothing was piled on the floor next to a large comfy chair, she looked at Billy and saw his erection. It was exactly as he had described it.
"Well that answers that question," he heard her mutter. "I want you to call me Jane, it sounds odd for you to be fucking me and calling me Mrs. Pokton."
"OK Mrs... err Jane." Billy couldn't believe his luck. He was about to lick the pussy of his English teacher!