Ballsy P1 - Sex Stories

Ballsy P1

... didn’t touch her like a teenage boy. His confidence and touch drove her on as the wetness below leaked onto the seat, she could feel herself running with every movement.

“Oh god yes” She tried to keep the noise down, after all they were still on the school grounds, and she was a teacher in the school, ok maybe not his teacher but still a teacher, although she did question if he was teaching her just now. “Oh, Yes”

His hand worked faster.

“I’m going to cum.”

He quickened and deepened.

“Cum for me, Miss.”

She shuddered in orgasm, and he ever so slowly withdrew his hand from her pants.

“God, how have I been able to keep my hands off you for three years Mr Goldsmith” She gushed.

“I don’t know Miss. But maybe you should get more than your hands on me.”

She took his meaning and dropped to her knees. She knelt on the papers scattered across the floor, as he had already unzipped his pants; she noticed he wasn’t very large or wide, but he poked out at her with such confidence she found if flattering.

“Yum.”

She was surprised by her choice of word. It was so unlike her, but she was a hungry woman who had fallen for the charms of a boy twenty years her junior. She was married and a deputy head in the school, but here she was with his dick in her mouth during school hours.

He drove her wild. His hands moved to the back of her head, and he pushed her down further; she pushed back against the gag reflex. ‘How confident was this little fucker to push ...

... her face onto his penis,' she thought.

She managed to pull from him, letting him pop out of her mouth.

“Please, fuck me,” she pleaded as she stood. She pulled her pants down before kneeling on the chair. Her hands gripped the cool metal of the frame at the back; as he entered her, she gripped it tight, giving a delightful little moan.

“Take it Ann-Marie.”

‘Cheeky sod using my first name’. She found his lack of intimidation to call a teacher by her first name more arousing.

“Give it to me then.”

He thrust harder, and she found herself lower in the chair, so he could dip deeper into her wetness.

She imagined what another member of staff would say or even her husband if they came into the room; if they had been greeted by the sight of her with her panties around her ankles and her skirt hitched up over her waist, while she was enjoying probably the best dicking of her life, bent over a cheap school chair.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” he confidently exclaimed.

His statement, instead of a request, thrilled her as it confirmed he was a man who knew what he wanted.

“Do that, Cum in me. Cum inside me.”

“Tell me you want that.”

She heard a shutter lens sound from a camera

‘My god, did this little fucker think he could take pictures of us fucking without permission’.

“Say cheese,” he gloated,

To her surprise, she found that because he had the guts to not only picture her but to almost demand she pose, he raced her pulse faster.

“Cheese,” ...