Alan walked back through the corridor of his school. He was returning to retrieve his jacket that he'd accidentally left behind. So eager to finish the day and rush home, he had been five minutes gone before he was reminded of the absence of his jacket with the cold nipping at him. Now approaching the classroom Alan sighed in relief when the door was still unlocked.
By now he had thought that Miss June would have left. Alan slowly turned the door knob hoping not to disturb his teacher, who may still have been sitting at her desk. Miss June had earned a reputation as being stern and unyielding with her class and their homework, so interrupting her now unnerved the young man.
With a quick glance around the room, the 18 year old located his jacket draped over the back of his chair but there was no sign of Miss June. She must have been in her private small back room. Eager to avoid a face-to-face encounter with his teacher Alan hurried across the room, gathered his jacket and was about to escape unnoticed when grunts reached his ear.
"Fuck! That feels so good."
Could be heard and echoed throughout the room accompanied with a fast tempo smacking. Stopping in his tracks, Alan couldn't believe what he was hearing. Clearly someone was having sex in the small backroom. A small level of doubt came to Alan; surely that wasn't Miss June in there?
Ten seconds passed with Alan rooted in the same spot, listening to the fast paced sex. How had he not heard that as he opened the door and as he walked across the room? It seems so loud now that his attention was drawn to the slapping sounds. Could that be his teacher in there? Or just two students who had found a quiet spot to fuck? Should he investigate? Could he avoid getting caught whilst sneaking a peak inside?
"Fuck! Take this you slut!"
Hearing that broke Alan's train of thought, and he snapped back to the activity taking place. The woman was a slut, of course she was. She was having sex in a school without even locking the door. Could his teacher be the one having sex? Could his strict, pain-in-the-ass teacher be a slut?
Laying his bag back on his seat along side his jacket, Alan crept up to the doorway of the backroom. Feeling as if his breathing could be heard miles away Alan tried to calm himself and stay as quiet as possible. There was a skirt on the floor just inside the doorway flung aside.
"Aaaah shit, that's it open up and take this dick. Fuck teach, you feel so good on my dick."
Alan stopped, that was a teacher fucking in there. Miss June! Miss June fucking what must be a student of hers. Pushing the danger aside, Alan peeked around the doorframe. The sight he witnessed he would forever remember.
Miss June sat on the edge of a counter, legs wide apart and up in the air with a young man occupying the space between them. From Alan's angle he saw the buttcheeks of the male squeeze and thrust as he fucked Miss June, trousers around his ankles and his back facing Alan. His hands had a hold of her thighs forcing them wide open as he leaned in forcing as much as his dick into Miss June as possible. One of her high heels had fallen off, with the other dragging dangerously close to failing off her foot from the steady pounding Miss June was receiving.
Standing partially hid behind the doorframe, Alan felt himself get hard. What could be hotter than watching a student fuck a teacher in her own classroom.
Miss June was sitting on the countertop and leaning backwards as the student fucked her. Her head was thrown back with the pleasure and her black hair descended straight down behind her.
"Shit, that's it. You like my dick in your pussy don't you teacher? Letting one of your students fuck you sooo hard."
Alan's head snapped up to look at the male. Other than noticing he was fucking Miss June, Alan hadn't really been paying attention to who 'he' exactly was. Like a bucket of cold water thrown over him, Alan couldn't believe it. Here was Ryan Marsh fucking a teacher. The biggest dickhead of the school fucking Miss June. Ryan Marsh fucking a teacher on school property, in her classroom.
Readjusting his eyes to the scene before him Alan took stock of all the smaller details. Miss June's tits were visible, her blouse and bra pulled down and away. Alan stayed memorised watching them jiggling from the pounding she was receiving. They must have been a C cup. Her nipples were rock hard but what caught Alan's attention was the gold shine coming from them. Holy shit her nipples were pierced. There were rings in both of them. There was something in her mouth too. Her white panties.
Alan quickly took out his phone, turned on the video function and began filming the scene in front of him.
"Oooooo shit, I needed this fuck teach! I dreamed about this all day bitch. My slut teacher spreading her legs and letting me fuck the shit out of you."
Alan watched and filmed the pace of the fucking speeding up, clearly Ryan was getting closer to coming. With the increase of tempo Miss June reacted with a mumbled groan. The panties in her mouth preventing her from speaking but her groans indicated that she too was nearing an orgasm. She was hyperventilating.
Ryan almost getting there began "oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit."
Alan watching the intense fucking and the hypnotising sway of his teacher's nipple rings failed to notice that Miss June was looking at him. She attempted to talk which is what attracted Alan to look up at her face again. Miss June with her mouth gagged was trying to speak but could only let out a series of muffled moans through her panties. It wasn't until this that Alan made eye contact with his teacher. Both had caught each other and were frightened and unsure of what to do.
At that precise moment Ryan came with a very loud "Fuck!", Miss June still clearly trying to speak and give away Alan flinched when she felt cum race inside of her. Alan caught on his phone her eyes roll to the back of her head, her deliciously sizable tits and her shapely hips thrust into the air and witnessed Miss June cumming. After several seconds her eyes quickly returned to Alan and stayed on him whilst in the midst of her orgasm. She came very hard, the voyeurism getting to her. Alan felt his dick shift very uncomfortably in his pants, it was rock hard from watching his teacher.
Miss June shifted her position and Alan noticed that her blouse had a few buttons open and were back over her shoulder pinning her arms together in what most have been a very awkward angle for her. In effect she was gagged, cuffed and immobile with her own clothing. Miss June kept her gaze on Alan looking over Ryan who had fallen forward to rest his head on her tits and panting heavily after his sprint to finish.
Alan stopped recording on his phone and returned it to his pocket. Miss June's eyes followed the descent to his pocket and her eyes widen in horror as she realised the full extent of the potential damage to her career if it ever got out. She tried to speak again but it came out garbled with her panties still stuffed in her mouth. She tried to move but the weight of Ryan still impaled on her held her down. Ryan groaned with the movement, his now sensitive dick receiving a squeeze.
Alan, not knowing where his confidence came from, smiled to his teacher, brought his forefinger to his lips and signaled silence and then winked to his teacher. Miss June visibly relaxed and stopped shuffling around, all the more difficult with her arms tied up with her blouse and just lay there with a student of hers flung on top of her. Seeing Ryan now gathering himself, Alan with one more parting smile disappeared around the corner of the doorway. Tiptoed across the room to his bag and jacket, the last thing he wanted was to Ryan discover that he had witnessed the sex act. Gathering his things, he made a quick and stealthy getaway out of the classroom and into the corridor. The corridor was empty devoid of life with all students and staff gone home or else where.
Alan released a breath he didn't know he was holding and took a fresh one. What the hell just happened? Thoughts raced a million miles through his head. Wow, his teacher being fucked by a student in her own classroom, or technically her backroom. His pants tenting painfully, Alan readjusted his dick into the waistband. He started walking away from the room and down the corridor. Fucking hell his teacher was hot. And her nipples were pierced with rings in them. Alan couldn't believe that was truly Miss June that he saw in there. The prim and proper and ever professional teacher getting stuffed by a student. And that was Ryan Marsh in there, the school's biggest asshole.
