This story is from back when I was eighteen, in my final year of high school. There was a teacher at the school named Ms J, who all the students (it was an all-boys school) used to lust after. I never had her as a teacher, but everyone knew who she was. I didn't really have much sexual experience other than awkward high school girlfriends and watching porn online, but Ms J helped me turn it all around. She was my first true cum slut.
I had always seen Ms J as a sexual object, since I started to go through puberty early in high school. She would come into school wearing provocative outfits, short skirts, tight pants without visible panty lines, blouses that strained visibly to stay buttoned, stretched over her busty chest.
On more than one occasion I'd found myself picturing her features on the sultry 'fuck-me' faces of pornstars I found online.
I still remember the day that it all began. I'd skipped first period with some friends and we'd been hanging out behind the gym. We'd all recently discovered weed and were passing around a bong talking shit about the various classes we were missing, as rebellious teens do.
There was a sudden shout, and we looked to see the vice-principal running towards us - needless to say, we all split and ran. I couldn't afford to miss my second period, so instead of jumping the fence behind most of my friends, I raced around the other corner of the gym, running frantically, seeing over my shoulder, as I rounded the next corner, the VP shouting over the fence, apparently unaware that not all the offending students had left the grounds.
Still with a good half an hour until next class, and feeling way more stoned than I wanted to, walking through the school buildings, I went to the farthest wing of the school where there was an underground corridor that the boys and I had come to once or twice. Classes were never held down here and aside for a few staff offices, it was mostly unused classrooms. Feeling acutely paranoid I opened the nearest door as quietly as I could and entered, closing it and leaning my back against it as I took a moment to catch my breath.
As my blazed mind stopped racing my jaw dropped, registering that I wasn't in an empty classroom, but that I was in Ms J's office and that she was sitting at her desk facing me. I was fucked, I knew it, the adrenaline started pumping again almost immediately.
Another moment of observation and it became clear to me that she hadn't noticed my entrance. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung slightly open as, I realised, she was moaning gently. I couldn't believe it! The way her arm was moving, her hand concealed beneath the table, she was obviously masturbating!
As I stood there, not sure of what to do, her mouth opened further and her moans became strained, her brow furrowed as she orgasmed like a pornstar.
The lewd sight made me intensely aware of my dick, now hard in my pants, and I reached down to touch it gently as I watched Ms J's orgasm subside.
