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Fucking my former student

kingster210 on Sex Stories

I'm a 44 year old teacher, and not particularly bad looking. I fooled around on my wife once many years ago and vowed never to do it again.

We have a babysitter/housesitter named Rachel who still works for us sometime, a former student of mine. My wife recruited her to babysit back when she was 14 and it's a small town, so it's not a huge surprise she ended up in my class. I've had students crush on me over the years as have many teachers, however I don't remember too much from her, though she was always an attractive girl.

She graduated last year and was watching the house and pets while my wife, kid and I went camping with another family. I ended up coming home early to get ready for a dinner meeting on Monday.

When I got there Rachel didn't see me at first--she was in the hot tub, smoking. When I got closer, I realized she was smoking a joint and I saw one of my home-brews next to her. "Rachel?.." I announced myself.

"Oh god!" Rachel flipped toward me and as her full breasts swung around I could see she was naked in the water. I stared for a second too long and she caught me, crossing her arms over her chest. "What--what are you doing home? I thought you were getting home tonight." Rachel stamped the joint out on a dish next to the beer bottle.

"I've got a meeting tonight, I thought I'd get home a little early. Okay, you're clearly smoking pot, but is that my homebrew from the closet?"

"It's from the fridge, I'm sorry. And I'm sorry for the pot, it was the first time." Rachel looked down nervously, water dripping down her shoulders.

"Well at least that one's ready to drink. And I'm no stranger to pot either. How's the beer, at least?" I took a swig.

"I like it, but I'm not a big beer drinker. Can you hand me that towel?" Rachel nearly released her round, slippery breast as she pointed to the towel on the nearby hook.

"Sure." I grabbed it for her, trying not to look again at her breasts as I turned back to pass it to her. When she didn't stand up to take it, I realized she was naked on bottom too. My already stiffening cock was now rock hard.

Rachel, unsteady from the beer and the joint, tried to wrap the towel around herself while stepping over the edge onto the tub steps. She got caught on the towel and pitched forward toward the steps. I grabbed her as she fell slowly, ultimately falling back onto my ass as she lost her towel, landing in may lap.

"Oh, oh my god, ha ha ha!" Rachel exploded with laughter, snorting. She seemed unaware that she was naked on top of me, her head resting next to my throbbing cock. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm just glad you didn't bash your face in on the steps." I watched Rachel as she reached for her towel, scoping the full sight of her entire ass, and just a glimpse of the curve of her labia. I felt my breath catch for a second--I had to have her.

Rachel went inside to get dressed. I gulped down the rest of the bear, feeling my heart racing a bit. I picked up the joint, contemplating lighting it, when Rachel came out in a pink satin robe. "You want to smoke that?" She grinned at me, her red curly hair still dripping at the ends.

"Well, why not? I don't have to do anything for a few hours." I accepted the lighter she passed me.

"Lucky us, then." Rachel winked one of her big hazel eyes at me and I contemplated what that meant. I lit the joint, holding in the smoke for a minute, then taking another drag before exploding in a coughing fit as I passed it to Rachel.

She took another drag before coming over and began rubbing my back. I cleared my cough and waited before accepting the joint again. "Are you okay," she asked?

"Yeah, it's just been a while." As Rachel leaned forward to pass the joint to me I felt her full breasts brush against my back. I was getting stoned, but I was still rock hard.

I couldn't believe my eyes when rather than taking the joint out of my outstretched hand, Rachel craned her mouth to the joint resting in my fingers, catching my eyes as she sucked from it. My mouth dropped open.

Rachel giggled, asking "Was that okay?" I think I managed to nod. Rachel took the joint from my fingers and kissed the back of my hand, then sucked on my index finger as she had the joint. I felt myself grow even harder in that moment.

Rachel put her hand on my shoulder, straddling my thigh to sit on top of me. A flash of her open robe revealed she was not wearing panties. She plopped down, just missing my throbbing cock, and said, "Open your mouth, I wanna try something. Trust me." Rachel pulled from the joint, then swiftly put her open mouth to mine, our lips brushing as she passed the warm sweet smoke between us.

I exhaled away from her, then felt her hands in my hair as she pulled my face to hers, kissing me gently at first, then deeply. I pulled away for a second.

"Rachel, are you sure you want to do this? I know you must be stoned. I know I am." I wanted her so bad.

"I want this--I want you, Mr. King," she practically moaned to me. She dragged her fingers over my hard cock through my pants. "I think you want it too."

I shifted underneath her, feeling the unmistakable wetness from her pussy that had now soaked my jeans. "C'mon then."

Rachel and I stood, and as I leaned over to kiss her deep, she stretched to reach my shoulders. I caressed and cupped Rachel's supple ass as I felt her tongue against mine, then bent to scoop her up, her legs wrapped around my waist.

I carried Rachel inside, kissing her with intensity. I pinned her to against the wall in the hallway, letting her slide down a bit and feeling her drag over my stiff cock.

Rachel slithered down to her knees, her robe falling open to expose her fantastic breasts, her milky white skin and nearly hairless pussy. She tugged off my belt and undid my pants, tugging them down as my cock sprung out.

Rachel grabbed my throbbing cock in my hand and kissed the tip, gently stroking my shaft. She then licked my head and then up and down the shaft, and I immediately felt her tongue ring dragging along. Soon she was slurping up and down my cock.

I ran my fingers through Rachel's kinky red hair, pulling her further onto my cock. I groaned as she gagged against me, and I felt myself enter the wet tightness of her throat. I began pumping against her mouth, fucking her face until Rachel pulled off me, gasping for air.

I picked her up and led her to the living room, where she pushed me onto the couch. Rachel climbed onto me, slowly, letting me get a good view of her slick wet pussy and her tiny landing strip of red hair. She straddled my cock, not taking me in yet, and just rode up and down my shaft for a minute. I was grinding against her, ready to fuck, but at the last minute I scooped her up, little thing that she is, and lifted her over my mouth so her knees were on the back of the couch as she held the wall.

I cupped Rachel's ass as I kissed, then licked her wet pussy. Rachel moaned, "Ohhh Mr. King, yesss." I lapped at her dripping hole and sucked on her swollen clit, loving every moan that she gave out.

My finger, wet from her dripping pussy, found Rachel's ass and began massaging her tight eager hole.

"Oh please, Mr. King. Please play with my ass!" I slowly worked my finger into her ass, amazed at her tightness. "Ohh yes, fuck me with your tongue and fingers!"

I worked my finger in and out of her tight ass as I kept licking at her sweet wet pussy. Then I pulled out, lowering her down into my lap again.

"You ready to ride?" I grinned at Rachel, and in response, she locked eyes with me and grabbed my throbbing cock, and lowered herself onto me. I dug my fingers into the couch as she sunk onto me and I filled her tight warm pussy.

"Ohh god, that's good." Rachel moaned. She pulled her hair off her shoulders, kissing me as she unbuttoned and removed my shirt. I kicked my pants from around my ankles. Rachel began grinding, slowly at first, but intentionally, and I felt nearly every inch of my cock sliding in and out of her as she began to ride.

"Oh, Mr. King, fuck me like I always wanted it." I loved when she talked to me like I was still her teacher. I imagined fucking her at work. As she began bouncing up and down harder, I put my hands on her hips and began lifting my pelvis to meet her.

"Yes, that's it, fuck me harder! Oh, I want it!" She moaned.

I stopped, feeling like an idiot. We didn't use a condom! "Rachel, are you on the pill?"

She nodded, sweaty and panting, and I resumed pumping my hips to bounce her on my cock. I couldn't believe how deep inside her I was. I sucked on one of her glorious tits while I massaged the other in my hand. She arched her back and lifted her chin as I kissed her neck. I thought I was about to lose it when she sunk her fingers into my chest and cried out, then pulled off my cock as she gushed all over me.

"Ohh, shit!" Rachel cried out. "Oh god, I'm so embarrassed." Rachel looked at her juices covering my torso and lap. "It just happens some times when I'm on top."

"I'm not, I love it." I growled as I flipped Rachel onto her knees, giving her wet ass a slap before sliding two fingers into her tight soaking pussy, then a third.

"Ohh yes please, Mr. King! Fuck me, oh, finger fuck me hard, oh yes!" She became nearly incoherent as I fucked her fast and deep with my fingers, using my other hand to rub her swollen wet clit. She quickly cried, "Oh fuck! I'm gonna come again!"

I felt Rachel's pussy spasm on my fingers as she bucked her hips then squirted once more, covering her thighs and my hands. "Oh god! Oh god!" She bucked violently as she came, arching her back and rolling her eyes.

As her orgasm subsided, I pulled my fingers out and got behind her. "You ready for more?"

Rachel moaned, "Oh, yes!" and I positioned my cock head at her wet pussy hole. Rachel moaned out again as I sunk into her, feeling her freshly-fingered cunt spasm against my throbbing cock. “Oh, I love the way you fill me up.”

With those magic words, I grabbed Rachel by her hips, my thumbs sinking into the softness of her round ass, and began pounding her pussy with vigor. Rachel groaned and rocked back to meet my thrusts, begging for more as my balls smacked her clit. She quickly began panting as she came once more and I kept fucking her through her orgasm, relishing when her pussy spasmed and gushed once more.

I felt my balls begin to tighten up as I rode Rachel’s ass, spanking her harder as she begged for it. I was gonna bust if she kept going. “Rachel—oh fuck, where do you want me to cum?”

“Cum inside me, Mr. King! Ohh please, in my pussy, please!”

With that, I thrust a few times more, then laid into her deep as I felt my cock spasm and spurt rope after rope of cum deep inside her. “Oh, fuck, Rachel!” I groaned as I exploded in her, Rachel moaning all the while.

We collapsed together panting for a moment, my cock still inside her. My head was still swimming from the joint. I couldn’t believe I just fucked my former student.

Rachel pulled off me as she rolled over, splaying her legs open. I got a good glimpse of my cock running out of her. I swiped it up with my fingers and brought them to her mouth. Rachel knowingly took my hand and sucked my fingers clean. “Good girl,” I praised her.

We showered and cleaned up before I drove Rachel home. I paid her house sitting (plus a nice tip) and went home, then on to my meeting. When I got back, my wife was there, and she had no idea what happened when she was away.

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