Note all characters depicted are over 18, and that it is "purely fictional" and "not" a true story.
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Life was pretty good. At 18, I was taller than average, the right side of 6ft; with a slim, muscular body; I was in all of the sports teams including football (the real type not the American type) and rugby. Oh and I had my bitch biology teacher as my personal sex slave. Life was pretty good.
It was Friday afternoon, I had a free period and I knew that my biology teacher Miss Rose also had a free period. I walked up the stairs to the biology department and into the classroom where she was waiting, secretly praying that I wouldn't turn up.
"Hello Miss, how was your day?" I asked her.
"Good," she said, trying to keep the malice out of her voice.
"Well you know what to do." I said smirking and she sighed in discontent.
I strode over to a desk near the back of the classroom and took out a folder which I put onto the desk. There I started to finish an essay that was due a couple of hours ago. Meanwhile, my biology teacher reluctantly had gone beneath the desk and would be giving me a blowjob. This has been going on for a few weeks and was now a part of both of our routines.
The door opened and another teacher came in. Her name was Miss Beshcurt, a language teacher who taught Spanish and German. She had long brown hair, with hazel eyes like her colleague and long, attractive legs.
"Um is Miss Rose in here?" She asked.
The beauty of the desks in biology was the fact that it went all the way to the floor. This meant that Miss Beshcurt from her position at the door, could not possibly see where her colleague was sitting.
"No, have you tried the office?" I asked her innocently.
"Yes, this is her classroom, correct?" She asked in her heavily accented voice before she strode over to where I was sitting.
Below the desk, I could feel Miss Rose trembling. Having her colleague see what she was doing would be very bad. I slid my left hand under the desk to keep her head on my dick.
"Why are you in here?" She inquired
"I'm doing homework, miss Rose said I could use it for homework if there wasn't a lesson in there." I replied coolly.
"Ok," she said, satisfied with my answer.
"If you see her, tell her that I was looking for her." She said.
"Do you want me to pass on a message for her?" I asked.
"Um tell her I was asking if we are still on for tonight?"
"Girls night out?" I asked
"Yes." She said stiffly. I caught onto this but held my silence.
"I'll tell her when I see her."
"Thank you" she said before leaving.
As she left, my eyes were fixed upon her arse, covered by a navy skirt. Naughty thoughts entered my mind as I fantasied about tapping that.
"Hmm." I said before grunting loudly as I climaxed into my biology teachers mouth.
I kept my cock in her mouth for a few more lovely seconds before removing it and putting it back into my pants. Soon enough a scowling Miss Rose came out from under the desk.
"Oh miss Beshcurt was looking for you." I said as innocently as I could.
"I could hear." She said, irritated as she buttoned up her shirt.
"Girls night out?" I probed, "or a bit more than that?" I teased
"It's private." She said firmly.
"So you're not going to tell me?"
"Precisely."
"I thought you might say that," I began, "then again I'll find out myself."
"How?" She asked
"Like this." I said, lunging forward and beginning to tickle her under the ribs.
She squealed and squirmed as I tickled her unmercifully.
"Stop," she said, "you know I'm ticklish."
"Tell me, then I'll stop." I said.
"Fine." She said after a few more seconds. "We experiment together." She said carefully.
"She a dyke?"
Miss Rose then slapped me.
"You a dyke?" I asked before ducking.
"No." She said, her cheeks reddening. "We were friends and one night it just happened." She explained
"Ah ok." I said, a plan formulating in my mind. "Are you free Monday after school?" I asked.
"Yes," she said reluctantly.
"Bring some running gear and I'll see you at the reservoir, Monday after school." I commanded, "oh and persuade Miss Beshcurt to come along. Don't tell her what we do, just say that it's just a run." I said smirking.
"I can't do that." She said sighing.
"You can do that," I said waggling my phone in front of her.
"See you Monday miss and enjoy your night out."I said getting up before grabbing her ass. After getting a good feel, I walked out of the classroom satisfied.
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Monday lunchtime.
As expected, after school on Monday, Miss Rose was at the reservoir and surprisingly, Miss Beshcurt was waiting with her. Miss Rose was wearing black, cycling shorts with a fluorescent pink shirt. Miss Beshcurt on the other hand was wearing a black crop top and shorts.
"Hello Miss Rose," I politely greeted her, "Hello Miss Beshcurt, quite the unexpected surprise, I am assuming you are joining us?" I asked the other teacher.