Hi, my name is Rachel. I'm 26 and have been a school chorus teacher for almost two years now. I am happily engaged, and "totally in love" as some might put it. I stood around 5'7' with perfect 36 DD breasts. They weren't massively huge, but definitely perky as I had been told time and time again. I'm no twig, as they say nowadays, I'm "thicker" than most girls. I've got curvy thighs and a juicy ass to match. I've slept with a few men but wouldn't be considered a slut. One thing that always got me a little excited was being a tease to all the high school teachers running around, even some of the women. Sometimes I would wear skirts that may have been a little too short, or my blouse had one button undone too many, but it was such a turn on.
What really got me all hot and bothered was my new student teacher Tony. He was a little older than I due to starting college late, but he was handsome, sweet, charismatic, and easy to work with. As the assistant, he always acknowledged that I was the one in charge and he took orders from me without complaint, but at times I would catch him smirking as if we both knew this was simply a formality of sorts.
Even so we quickly became friends it was effortless, and a few weeks after that I would often catch him checking me out. He didn't keep it a secret; during the plan period I would catch him gazing at my body... As we walked down the halls he'd be a step or two behind me watching my hips sway back and forth. I caught myself eventually looking forward to these moments, and if I'm being honest getting turned on by them.
I could feel Tony's gaze follow me throughout the day, getting more and more bold with every look. During one plan period, I had walked up to him and leaned just a little bit closer than necessary. Speaking softly, I felt his gaze roam up and down my body; my excitement was evident by my panties becoming more and more soaked by the minute. When our conversation ended, I stepped back, leaving him to continue watching me, a knowing smirk playing across my lips.
From that day on, I made a point to make my movements a little more suggestive than usual. I started almost dancing when teaching the class, emphasizing every hip swing, and winking at Tony occasionally. It was obvious he was getting more and more worked up every day, and that only increased my anticipation. I was determined to take things to the next level and had been strategizing about how to make it happen. I would find myself picking outfits for the sole purpose to tease him. Tight skirts, a thong, one time I even went bra-less! Little did I know one afternoon during a rehearsal with the choir at the football field everything changed.
I was working with the students; he and I were high up on a podium stage on the field, and the students were seated in the first row of stands. He was behind me "assisting", when I was sure he was thinking of a thousand ways to fuck me. I, with some trepidation, made sure he would have the perfect view today. I wore a short skirt that was a little loose at the bottom giving the perfect view right up my skirt, but only at the right angle. I had planned for this and was making sure I was giving him this angle now, but the twist was that I wasn't wearing any panties! He could see all the way up to my bare pussy lips, and it was exhilarating.
Today he was not only getting a good look, but I was pretty sure he had been holding his phone discretely between my legs and was taking pictures. I smiled uneasily to myself when I noticed. What if the students noticed!? I couldn't lie to myself it was so fucking hot. I wanted him.. and I spread my legs just a bit further for him and reached back and hiked my skirt up in the back. Leaving half my bare ass out.
Trying to finish the rest of rehearsal knowing he was taking pictures wasn't easy, to say the least. I felt like I was getting redder by the minute. Surely someone would know or see! I couldn't let this happen anymore. I felt like such a dirty slut, like some school girl sucking dick under the bleachers. I couldn't believe I had been so brazen, I couldn't explain it but it only got me wetter. By the time rehearsal was done, I promised myself this would be the end that I had made a mistake. I'd confront him and tell him this couldn't go on. Before I could even turn around, he was there. I felt him right behind me, his breath in my ear. His hardness pressing into me made me a stammering mess. "Wwwwwe can't do thisss" I stammered out.
" Why not he whispered."? "Don't want the world to know what a little slut you are?" As he said this, he lightly grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge. I couldn't help myself. I squeezed and gasped.. It was so big.
He chuckled at my loss of words and said "Don't move," as he pressed his cock up against my ass. Our clothes might as well not have even been there. I could feel his hardness so easily. This didn't make any sense. I was supposed to be in charge here, I had planned it and yet all I wanted to do was please this man now. He had never told me to do anything before, but it was so sexy not to mention confident. I wanted to obey; at that moment, I would've done anything he told me, but he said not to move, so I didn't.
It seemed like forever. To anyone watching, it might look like we were just talking, but I was getting wetter by the second. Without warning, he spun me around, facing him, and smacked my ass, grabbing it as he did. It was so unexpected, but incredibly hot. I had never really been spanked before, and I fucking loved it. I couldn't help but let out a gentle moan.
"Oh god," I whispered as we started making out. He was turning me on so much. Months of sexual tension had built up between us that was now about to be released. What little restraint I had was fading fast. "I can't, I'm engaged" I stammered out.
"Tell me to stop," he whispered, and with that, he slid his hands up my skirt, his fingers gliding along the cum I had dripping down. He grabbed my ass again, this time as if claiming it for his own. He was playing a game with me, and my urge to resist was completely gone.
We kissed aggressively our tongues dancing in each others mouths. As we did he slid my skirt up high on my ass, tucking it under the waistband under my ass cheeks as I felt the cool breeze on my nakedness. I moaned as we kissed, thinking to myself, "how far will I go?" Before I could decide, he moved one hand around my hip and between my legs, keeping his other hand firmly on my ass.
"Um!" I jumped as his soft hand made contact with my quivering pussy. He seemed so experienced; his hand knew exactly where to go. Finding my clit immediately and as he started to play with it, I melted.
"ffffffffuuuuuuccckkkkkk..." I whimpered, struggling for every syllable, "please...don't do this to..." Fuck, I was so turned on. "We're outside. Someone will see us."
"No," he said softly. "No one is around. We both want this Rachel, and I'm going to give it to you."
"Oh god..." my voice quivered and my entire body shook. Just hearing his words made my pussy flood itself. My student teacher was telling ME what to do.
I didn't get time to think because he suddenly spun me around, facing away from him. I managed to grab the railing to brace myself for what was sure to follow.
"Now Rachel, it's time for you to take orders from me. Remove your shirt," he ordered, giving my juicy ass another slap. (SMACK!!)
"MMMMMMMHHHMMM!" I yelped at being spanked again so suddenly.
Crossing my arms at my waist, I flipped my shirt off and tossed it to the ground. My red satin bra held my tits in place perfectly.
(SMACK) I yelped again as another slap came down hard on my ass. "Now the bra."
I glanced back over my shoulder at him with a pleading look. He wasn't going to make me do this outside right here, right now, was he?
(SMACK) It seemed as if my hesitation earned me another spanking. It was so fucking degrading to be bent over like this, not to mention spanked out in the open. No one was around as far as I could see. Being in such a public place was such a turn-on, though. Being naked, bent over, and being used just felt so right. I don't have the words to begin to explain it.
(SMACK) "Ughhhh!" He pulled my blonde hair, forcing me upright as he spanked my ass again. "Now Rachel."
"I'm going, I'M GOING!" I reached back and unhooked my bra, pulling the straps off my shoulders and letting my tits fall out. My nipples already rock hard.
