Teachers Pet

It was an opportunity too good to pass up- Darling Boy’s school was having a carnival/fundraiser shortly after the start of the school year. In this day of budget cuts and shortages in resources, this was the school districts idea to support field trips and various extra-curricular activities.  Plus, DB heard about it and volunteered us to help.  How could I argue with my son, especially when he’s volunteering his time?  It’s never too early to teach a child altruism by example.

Besides, she would be there.  The lovely Ms. M, Darling Boys teacher this year.  Remember our parent-teacher conference?

The carnival is fairly typical- games, a dunk tank [featuring several teachers AND the principal, but not Ms M, to my disappointment], and other events designed to separate people from their money and feel good about it.  Hey, it’s for the school! During the course of the carnival, Ms M and I see each other several times and exchange pleasantries, and she fills me in on how DB is doing so far this year.  Of course, I notice how she is dressed, especially after our last meeting.  Somehow she makes a pair of jeans, a half-open button down shirt and a snug, cleavage revealing t-shirt look really sexy.  But more than that, it’s her long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and her ready smile that keeps getting my attention.  And I’m not the only dad that’s checking her out- I’ve caught several others blatantly checking her out as she works around the carnival.  There is no doubt, she’s the best looking teacher in the school!

As the evening wears on and people start leaving, it’s apparent that clean-up help is going to be lacking.  Not that I could blame anyone, it was a Friday evening, after all, but numerous parents and teachers who said they would be there until the end take off.  So I give Veronica a call

“Hey, I think I’m going to stay later than planned, they’re short on help and I’d feel bad taking off before the work is done for the day.  Can you come pick up DB, he’s getting bored?”

She understands and comes by just as the carnival is ending. I walk DB over to her car and we chat for a few moments, until I notice her looking past me.  I look over my shoulder and see who is catching her eye.

“Are you checking out that pretty brunette, my love?  That’s DBs teacher, you know”

Really? No wonder you were so agreeable to doing this!  You told me she was hot, but I had no idea”

“Hey it’s not ALL altruism, you know”, I retort.

She laughs and heads home with the kids, leaving me to help finish cleaning up the carnival.  Ms M comes up to me at one point and says

We have a problem.  The dunk tank needs returned tonight and the person who towed it here from the rental center had a leave already.  You have a truck, don’t you? Can you help?

Of course I can, driving beats carrying crap inside and picking up trash!  We get the tank drained and ready to go then hook it up to my truck.  When Ms M surprises me

Would you like some company? They’re about done here and you shouldn’t be the very last person left working.  Even if it’s just driving.  And even if it’s me your stuck with.

There is a sparkle in her eye that gets my mind racing about the possibilities…

We drive to the rental center, drop off the dunk tank and head back to the school.  While we’re driving she asks

I noticed your wife came by to pick up DB.  She’s very pretty, you’re a lucky man.  But how would she feel about you and I having a little time alone to get to know each other better?

Well, she’d be jealous of me, but only because she thinks you’re hot too.

Too?

Yes, too!  Don’t act surprised, Ms M. After all, you called me out for checking out your legs and chest during the parent teacher conference last month!

I did, didn’t I? That was very uncharacteristic of me.  Not the first time I’ve caught a dad checking me out, but it was the first time I called someone out on it, even teasingly.  There is something about you…

With that, we pull into the school parking lot and quickly notice that while we were gone everyone else finished up and left.  There is one car at the far end of the parking lot, outside the cones of illumintation from the parking lot lights.  “Do you need to go inside for anything, or should I drop you off at your car?”

At my car would be fine, thank you

I drive over to her car and park my truck alongside it.  She leans over to me, kisses me on the cheek and says

Thank you for all of your help, I really appreciate it

“Oh, the pleasure was all mine” I reply. And I kiss her back, on the mouth.  We pull back, look right in each others eyes, and kiss again.  I don’t hesitate and run my left hand across her chest, delighting in the feel of her heavy breasts through the thin t-shirt.  Our tongues dance and probe and I feel a hand on my thigh.  Then she break the kiss…

This is very nice, but this console between us is really a hindrance.  Follow me

She gets out of my truck and I follow suit.  “What do you have in mind?”

Well, we’re kind of in the dark in this area of the parking lot, your truck is shielding the view of my car, no one else is around.  Right here looks good to me!

And she takes a seat on the hood of her car, leaving us at almost the same height.  I step between her legs and we kiss again, the building heat countering the cool fall air.  I unbotton the shirt she’s wearing over the t-shirt and she tugs at my sweatshirt.  I push her t-shirt up over her bra then push the cups of the bra down, revealing her large, light brown areola.  Laying her back on the hood of her car, I draw one nipple into my mouth while rubbing her other breast.  She slids down the hood a little and starts rubbing her crotch against my thigh as I continue to feast on her nipples, alternating between each breast and kissing her.

My turn

She pushes me up and jumps off the hood, her unrestrained tits bouncing when she lands on her feet.  She goes right for my belt and opens my jeans, working them down.  She pauses and looks up at me, smiling in appreciation at my engorged cock straining against my briefs.  She then pulls down my Calvins and takes me right into her warm, wet mouth.  Good lord, she’s good! She alternates between long, deep strokes, straining to take my entire length, and running her tongue around the head.  I warn her “Be careful, you keep that up much longer…”

Well, then, perhaps a change of pace

She opens her car, rummages through her purse and stands back up with a condom in hand.  I push her back against her car, her arms on the roof, backside towards me.  I reach around and open her jeans and push them down around her ankles, revealing her gorgeous ass and a white thong between her cheeks.  I open the condom and roll it onto my cock.  Reaching between her thighs, I feel her slick and smooth pussy lips and probe inside with one, then another finger.

Give me that cock of yours!  I need it, NOW!

I bent her over a little more, rub my cock up and down her slit, then push, gently.

Ohhhhhhhhh, go slow to start. You’re a little bigger than I’m used too.

I grab her hips and start stroking, working a little deeper with each stroke, until I’m nestled completely inside her.  I pause for a moment, then start fucking her in earnest, and reach around to fondle her tits.  “I want to see your face when you cum”

We separate and she kicks off her shoes, jeans, and thong, leaving her standing there with her t-shirt still bunched up above her tits, which are spilling over the tops of the bra cups.  She climbs back onto the hood and opens her thighs, revealing the site of her silky smooth pussy for the first time.

I lean over and give her pussy a quick lick, running my tongue up and down her dripping wet slit, then driving my cock back inside her.  Between the flirtation all evening long, the feel of her mouth on my cock, the tightness of her pussy and the excitement of fucking outside, I’d don’t think I’m going to last very long.  And sure enough, I feel the familiar sensation building deep inside.  At the same time

Oh my god, just like that keep fucking me just like that ohmygodImgonnacumyourcockfeelssogoodooooooooohhhhh

And we reach the peak together, my cock spasming deep inside her pussy, as she grips me tight with her own orgasmic contractions.

I think this has the potential to be a very pleasurable school year.

So do I, Ms. M, so do I….

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From some of the comments on Hot for Teacher, I’m not sure all of you realized that that story and this one are works of fiction, writing for a blogger friend of mine who happens to meet Ms M’s physical description and is a teacher in real life.  I can only dream of DB having a teacher like this.  And I imagine that Veronica would like him to have a teacher like this as well.