Nadya's Schoolgirl Crush

This is my story about a schoolgirl crush I had on my female English teacher.

I am Nadya. I am 18 years old and in the final year at my school. I have taken English as a subject, not just because I am good at it and it is easy but mostly because I fancy my teacher, Miss Taylor.

Miss Taylor has been my crush for a while. I often wonder if she is aware how much I fantasise about her. My fantasies turn into long masturbation sessions when I get home especially if my last lesson was with her.

After school, I would more often than not, run up to my room and lock the door so no one could interrupt me.

I would then unbutton my blouse and slip my bra off to expose my small, pert breasts. I would do this in front of the mirror and delight in fondling my own breasts, playing with my nipples and wishing I could reach down to suck them.

I would then unclip my skirt and let it fall to the floor kicking it to the side, standing in front of my mirror in just my little panties.

I would slip my panties off, revealing my pussy. I am still young and I don't have much hair. My pussy lips are tight, soft and puffy.

I sit down in front of the mirror and spread my legs, exposing myself. I part my lips so I can fully admire my vagina in the mirror and imagine what it might feel like to rub my pussy on Miss Taylor's.

This thought turns me on and I can see my slit begin to glisten. My nipples go from soft and pliable to hard and erect and I feel very aroused. I begin to gently slide my finger up and down my slit, taking some of the wetness on my finger and rubbing it on my clit. I am now so turned on that I need to masturbate urgently.

I grab my dressing gown and quietly go to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I step in and take the shower head down. I angle it so the water jets spray onto my clit. I use my other hand to finger myself gently.

The jets of water tease my clit and I know if I continue like this I will orgasm. I imagine what it might be like if Miss Taylor was on all fours, her breasts hanging down while I am underneath her sucking her long dark nipples. Fuck! I am filled with hot desire for her. I imagine sliding two fingers inside her and finger fucking her wet hairy pussy.

I imagine the noises she would be making as I pleasure her, occasionally slipping my fingers out of her pussy and licking her juice off my fingers before sliding them back inside her.

I dream about her rubbing her clit on mine, her breasts jiggling as we fuck each other. I dream of our pussy juices mixing, and cumming together on each other's pussies.

I begin to orgasm hard as my thoughts spiral out of control. I can feel my pussy and asshole contract and I try to stifle my cries as my orgasm takes over my whole body.

Thankfully the power shower drowns out a lot of noise and I slide down and rest for a moment before I try to compose myself. I dry myself off and go back to my bedroom to lie down on my bed.

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Miss Taylor must be in her late twenties. She is slim, has big breasts and is slightly taller than me.

Today, in class, she had one too many buttons undone. I couldn't resist temptation and began to stare at her cleavage. I could just make out the light blue lace on her bra. She caught me staring at her breasts. I blushed and quickly looked down into my books.

When I looked up again, I saw her almost half smiling at me. I wasn't sure if it was a pitiful smile or a knowing one but I decided it was a knowing one.

At the end of the lesson, Miss Taylor asked everyone to hand in their homework. I deliberately hadn't finished mine in the hope that she would give me a detention.

Miss Taylor looked disappointed when I explained my homework wasn't complete. I could hardly say to her that my time was better spent masturbating to fantasies of her than doing my homework.

But my plan worked. Miss Taylor gave me a detention. I would have to stay behind after school on Friday with her for an hour.

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It's Friday, the day I have been waiting for. I can't imagine most students would look forward to staying behind after school to do their homework but then again, most students don't have a crush on their English teacher.

I get up a little earlier for school so I can get ready. I apply a little bit of make-up. I have to keep it subtle for school. I apply just enough to enhance my features but not too much in case I get asked to remove it.

I put on a thong and my lace bra under my school uniform.

I have a short navy skirt, long grey socks that come up to my knees and a white blouse. I roll my skirt up once I have left the house to make it even shorter.

I love the attention I get from passers-by and people staring at me from their cars. I know I look hot; a dirty little temptress. I am going to tempt Miss Taylor during my detention.

3.30pm. It is time for me to stay behind after school. I make my way to Miss Taylor's classroom.

Clearly I am the only naughty student that hasn't done her homework as it is just me in the classroom. It must be my lucky day.

I hand Miss Taylor my essay. Little does she know that I haven't written an essay on Othello. I have written a story about me and her having sex. Hopefully this might earn me another detention.

I take my seat and sit in silence, watching Miss Taylor as she begins to open my notebook.

I notice her blush as she begins to read my version of the homework she set.

Miss Taylor clears her throat and looks up at me and says "this isn't the homework I set".

I reply, "No, it is much better than the homework you set", and smirk at her.

Miss Taylor carries on reading. I wonder if her pussy is wet, in anticipation. I am getting aroused just watching her read my filthy essay.

I unbutton my blouse, exposing my cleavage. I have small breasts, a B-cup, but perfectly in proportion to my petite body.

Miss Taylor gets up and walks over to me. She throws my notebook down on my desk, looks at me and says, "naughty girls like you need to be taught a lesson".

I reply, "I couldn't agree more", and giggle playfully.

Miss Taylor takes my hand and pulls me up from my chair. She walks me over to her chair and asks me to undress her until she is completely naked. I can't take my eyes off her hairy pussy and huge breasts. She then orders me to remove my blouse and bra.

I smile at her and slowly unbutton my blouse. I turn around and ask her to undo my bra. Once Miss Taylor has unclipped my bra, I turn around and remove it, exposing to her my pert, young breasts.

I take a step closer and she puts her lips around my nipples and begins to suck them really hard. I flinch a little but enjoy it.

I feel my pussy leaking my arousal in to my thong.

Miss Taylor then orders me to turn around. She lifts up my skirt and pulls my thong down to my ankles. My pussy and ass are now completely exposed to her.

She then turns me and bends me over her knee. I feel one hand pull the hem of my skirt up my back and the other rests on my bare ass. Then she begins spanking my bottom with the flat of her palm. I can feel my ass cheeks burning. It hurts yet I am getting so aroused by it.

She spanks me harder and I begin to cry out, with pleasure and pain. The heat in my skin is really intense now but Miss Taylor just keeps striking me even more violently. I didn't think I would but I start involuntarily to shed tears from the pain of it.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly notice a man looking through the classroom window. It is Mr Powney, my Religious Education teacher. I can't see below his waist but from his arm movement it looks like he is masturbating as he is watching me being spanked.

I smile at him through my tears and he opens the door. Miss Taylor gasps and looks shocked. I can tell she is horrified at being caught. I am quite excited by it.

I am still bent over Miss Taylor's knee and my ass cheeks are raw from being spanked so hard. I was in a position that clearly tapped into Mr Powney's deepest and dirtiest desires, because the next moment he had gone behind me, knelt down, spread my ass cheeks and began licking my asshole. Fuck!

Then he lowered his tongue to lick my wet pussy, before running it all the way up to my tight little asshole again.

Obviously emboldened by neither of us resisting him, and knowing the power he had over us, Mr Powney then lifted me off Miss Taylor's knee and made me kneel down in front of her. He ordered me to lick her pussy. Miss Taylor has long pussy lips that hang down. I lick and suck them before teasing her large clit. I can hear her moaning with pleasure. I can see her white pussy juice spilling out of her lips. I begin scooping ribbons of her wetness out of her pussy with my tongue and gulping hungrily.

I was so busy enjoying Miss Taylors cunt that I had forgotten about Mr Powney. I didn't realise how much he had lubricated my pussy with his saliva until I felt his huge cock break my hymen and fill my pussy full of his cock.

I scream with the pain but he grabs and pulls my hair, thusting harder into me. With each hard thrust, my face is pushed deeper into Miss Taylor's cunt, covering my face in her wetness.

My Powney then pauses and begins to spank my ass again, much harder than Miss Taylor had done.

I start crying from the pain of his cock in my pussy and the burning I can feel on my red raw ass cheeks.

Mr Powney slowly takes his huge cock out of my tight little pussy and orders Miss Taylor to bend over the desk. I am ordered to knee in front of him and suck his cock until I have cleaned my pussy juice off his length.

As I am licking him clean, he slips out his trouser belt and begins whipping Miss Taylor's ass. I feel his cock get harder and thicker with each stroke. I gag on his huge erection but enjoy the sensation.

Miss Taylor's ass is red raw now. She is crying and I am enjoying seeing her in pain. I am beginning to feel aroused again. I look up at Mr Powney with begging eyes as I suck him off. He pulls me up and turns me so I am facing away from him. He then grabs Miss Taylor's scarf and uses it to blindfold me.

I feel vulnerable all of a sudden. But Mr Powney is showing no mercy. He roughly turns me around then takes my wrists and uses his belt to bind them together in front of me. Then he lays me down on my back on the floor.

Mr Powney then orders Miss Taylor to squat over my face. I start deeply licking her pussy. I can smell her arousal. I know she is enjoying every stroke of my tongue.

I feel Mr Powney push my legs all the way up and back, exposing both of my holes to him.

I feel his fingers probe my asshole. He spits on my asshole to lubricate me before entering my asshole with his huge cock. I scream from the pain as he immediately starts to fuck my asshole hard. The more I cry the harder he thrusts. I know he is enjoying my pain.

Miss Taylor is lovingly stroking my hair to keep me calm, her pussy pressed against my mouth.

I can hear Mr Powney grunt. Then he starts cumming deep in my asshole.

Once he has finished cumming in my ass, he withdraws and then orders Miss Taylor to eat his cum out of my asshole. He makes her kneel between my legs and when I feel her lips around my asshole I push his cum out into her open mouth and hear her gag a little.

Mr Powney removes my blindfold and unties my hands and leaves the room.

Miss Taylor and I both get dressed in silence.

Before I leave, Miss Taylor hands me my notebook back. She has marked my essay with an A*.