Sex With A Teacher and Jerking It For The Therapist – #Erotica

Sex with a teacher was just the beginning!

For as long as Walter could remember he had sexual fantasies about his female teachers.   Sex with a teacher was something he dreamed about since the rush of puberty filled him with hormones that only fueled his desire.  “I recall my first incident of being almost obsessed with the idea of what was under the clothes of my teachers,” Walter said recounting the moment to a therapist that was extremely interested in how his sex with a teacher fantasy was originally birthed.  “So, this was my seventh-grade teacher, Ms. Stone,” Walter continued with a large nervous swallow.  “I remember one day she leaned over me from behind to help me sort out something on the worksheet in front of me.  My heart pounded as I took a deep inhale of her perfume that was always a combination of Roses and Honey.  I remember she was wearing a form fitting beige turtleneck sweater and when she leaned down one of her long brown curls landed on my shoulder followed by a brush of her rounded firm breasts that only delicately and accidentally grazed my back.”  Walter said as his therapist took notes and shifted in her chair.

“So, you found yourself immensely attracted to her?  Your teacher Ms. Stone that is?”  Gabriella, his therapist added in an interested tone.  “So, tell me what happened next.”  She added leaning back in her chair, her tan pencil skirt and white silk blouse looking so teachery to Walter, he felt himself becoming aroused from the likeness of it.  Almost pretending in his head that this beautiful therapist Gabriella was one of his old school teachers, and he began to get an erection which he instinctively tried to hide.  “Well,” Walter said continuing on with his sex with teacher journey up to this point, in his much older adult life.  “The feel of Ms. Stone’s hair that day and her firm, round breasts that brushed against me were a turning point.  I remember excusing myself to use the restroom and with no one the wiser, I hid in a stall, pulled out my penis and jerked myself off midday, relieving the throbbing hardness between my legs.”  Walter said now becoming a bit out of breath from the excitement of the memory that stirred up so many feelings as well as the growing erection between his legs that therapist Gabriella had surely noticed by now.

Walter fidgeted on the therapist’s couch as his sex with teacher fantasy poured out of him and had him aching to cum.  “From that moment on I fantasized about my female teachers, having sex with almost every single of them in my mind until the day came that it seemed to manifest my fantasy into my reality.  It was my senior year; I was just newly 18 and my English teacher was a stunning 35-year-old woman named Ms. Clairing.  Ms. Clairing had the most amazing ass I had ever seen on a woman, and these full breasts that I could easily envision under her thin blouses”.  Walter said now leaning back and really sinking into the memory.  “That’s it Walter,” therapist Gabriella said in an almost sexy tone. “Take me back to the day, I want to really feel your emotions and your feelings and what it was like for you while I listen.”  She said instructing Walter in a way that almost seemed as though she too was aroused by the sex with teacher fantasy and experiences.

“So, it was a night that the beautiful Ms. Clairing had offered to stay late and work with me on some graduation finals and things I’d been struggling with.  The school was virtually empty at this point and as we were wrapping things up.  That’s when Ms. Clairing rolled back her desk chair and stood up, walking to the front of her desk and leaning back on it slightly while looking down at me in my desk gathering things up.  “So, Walter… I have noticed you looking at me this year,” Walter said recounting his teacher’s words to him as his therapist sat intently listening.  “I think you’re really sexy too Walter.”  Ms. Clairing said undoing one button on her ivory blouse in a shiny satin fabric that draped beautifully over large D cup breasts.  “With two clicks of my teacher’s heels she stepped closer to me, undoing one more button with each approaching step forward until her bra which was a satin white with a front snap closure that looked to be under tremendous tension as it held these overflowing breasts was now exposed to me.”

Walter continued recounting the details of the night to his ever-curious therapist Gabriella: “You know what I like Walter?” Ms. Clairing asked me in a naughty type tone.  “I like thinking about you diving head first into my huge tits.” She said smiling and now unhooking the front closure to release her breasts before me.  “I like thinking about looking down and watching your mouth close around my erect nipples.” She said tracing around one nipple slowly with a fingertip as she slid her shirt completely off her shoulders and allowed it to drop the floor.  “With that she took my hand and guided me up to her”, Walter said coming back to reality a moment.  “I remember feeling disbelief beyond words and wondering if I was just dreaming as my fantasy was actually unraveling and my teacher was pulling me in between her legs now spread as she sat on her desk.”  Walter said with a small amount of sweat forming on his brow.

“So, right there on her desk, you had sex with your teacher?”  Gabriella asked giving Walter a break from speaking.  “I remember plunging into her and exploding almost immediately.  No condom which she later informed me was not a problem because she was on the pill. And just like that I had sex with my teacher.”  Walter said looking up at a note taking Gabriella who put her pen down and pulled off her glasses setting them on the lamp table next to her.  “I see your large erection Walter and that this memory still arouses you very much.  It arouses me too Walter, and now I want to watch you jerk yourself off right here on my couch.” Gabriella said firmly, almost demanding what she wanted from her patient.  “So, just like your teacher got you to have secret sex with her, I trust you’ll keep this secret too.”  Gabriella added as she slid closer to the edge of her chair.

“Now I want you to think about that first time your lips touched Ms. Clairing’s nipples, and then, like a good, obedient boy, I want you to reach down between your legs…undo your zipper and drop your pants to your ankles.”  Gabriella said spreading her long legs, bronzed by silk pantyhose and rubbing her hand up her thigh as she gave her specific orders.  “I want you to tell me in more detail what it was like when your fantasy of having sex with a teacher reached it’s peak that night.  I want to watch you becoming more and more aroused as you tell me about it again and I want you to grab your hard penis and as you begin to stroke up and down, I want you to tell me how much you loved fucking your teacher.”  Walter’s therapist said as her hand slowly stroked herself overtop of her pantyhose under her skirt, wiggling in pleasure and becoming more breathless as Walter with shock followed her orders to twist and stroke his cock right there on her couch as she watched.

“I guess it must be something about you Walter, that just makes strong women in professional settings just ache to see that cock of yours.”  Gabriella said, leaning back and staring at Walter jerking his cock on her office couch, nervously and almost uncomfortable about it which only turned this naughty therapist on even more.  “Walter, I love the way the pre-cum looks oozing out of you.” Gabriella whispered watching with relaxed, dilated eyes as her hand continued going up and down under her skirt, clearly getting her own fetishes fulfilled at the expense of her patient.  But, though nervous, Walter loved every minute of it.   “Walter, as you cum, I want you to close your eyes and pretend you’re back there again.  I want you to say out loud for me, “I’m filling your pussy Ms. Clairing.  I’m filling your pussy Ms. Clairing.”  “Over and over again until you ejaculate, okay Walter?  Can you do that for me??”  Gabriella said breathlessly close to making her self cum as well.

And in a quick, unbelievably explosive release, Walter shot every drop from his cock as his therapist got off in the chair across from him.  Her moans as she made herself cum only intensified Walter’s orgasm and soon, he was left a wet, sticky mess with pants around his ankles in front of his quite assertive and beautiful therapist.  “Very nice Walter.”  Gabriella said handing him box of Kleenex after standing and straitening her skirt.  “Should we do 6 pm next week??” She said before leaving Walter to clean up and go home as if nothing had even happened.  Walter agreed and headed out a bit shocked, turned on and confused.  And he thought sex with his teacher was crazy…