Teacher Steals My "Innocence"

by victoriasnow

Becoming an 'accidental' tease.

After 12 years of moving around and switching schools so many times I've lost count, I've finally reached my senior year. After this, I plan to move to University out of the country and spend as little time in the states as possible. I stopped taking the time to try and make new friends after probably 3rd grade. It's tiring to finally make it past the small talk, start to really get to know each other and then have to pack up and say goodbye. I don't waste time feeling sorry for myself, I just don't waste time on trying to do anything differently than I learned was easiest either.

I've always been very naturally school smart, not needing to do much work to get straight A's. Showing up to school when I don't have anyone to entertain me and don't need to pay attention to learn what I already know is difficult. Keeping myself entertained started to get more and more difficult and so I decided to get creative. Since in a typical year, I don't spend more than a couple months in a school and I've never crossed paths with any students or teachers in any of the new cities we've moved, I figured why not have some fun with them. They'll practically be erased from my life in a month or so.

It started innocently, dropping a pencil and bending down to get it. Playing the unaware bimbo, 'not realizing' my tits were within full view of the boy sitting next to me as I reached for it. I have to say, I was a great actress, that I was sure of. It's what made it all especially easy. After I'd dropped my pencil enough times, without raising suspicion, I decided I wanted to test out a little bit more exposing acts of idiocy. Seeing the gleam in their eyes when I reached down, leaning to grab the pencil that just would not stop rolling away from me, shifting and accidentally giving them an even better view of my perky D-cups, it was the entertainment I'd been yearning for.

To test it out a bit further, I decided I would start with my gorgeous teacher, Mr. Easton Bennett. He was about 30 if I had to guess, insanely dreamy, smelled of the yummiest cologne, with his rugged dark hair and stubble, sharp jaw, and hair I wanted to lace my hands through, I couldn't resist. I'd started to go to school without a bra, not that I needed one anyways. I chose to go without it so my nipples would poke through my thin shirt and whenever I wanted them to be on display, I could toss my long hair over my shoulder and catch just about any male eye. I'd caught Mr. Bennett trying not to peek here and there, and occasionally failing. When he stole a glance for the third time in our hour history period, I had gotten so worked up I had to push it a bit further.

I knotted my hair back to keep them on full display, and raised my hand acting beyond perplexed at this worksheet we were working on, though I already knew how to answer everything. Biting my pencil as Mr. Bennett walked over, I leaned forward on my desk, sliding the worksheet towards him. He walked up and to his credit did a commendable job keeping his eyes on my own as I asked him to explain a few of the worksheet questions for me. With my elbows on the desk and him leaned down to read the worksheet, he had a straight view down my shirt at my braless perky tits just resting there under my shirt that now hung away from my body. Being modestly v-cut, it wouldn't naturally look slutty. However, cleavage wasn't necessarily my main goal, so the added innocence of the shirt not inherently looking slutty was just making me that much hornier.

Mr. Bennett did his best to not steal a glance at them but to my satisfaction, failed miserably. If I truly had been innocently leaning in as it looked like I had been and really didn't know they were fully on display for him, I might not have notices his glances and chalked it up to him reading the worksheet that was resting so near to my pert nipples. My pussy began to drip when I noticed a bulge start to grow in his slacks. I leaned forward a bit further to see which part of the book he was pointing at and oops! I accidentally grazed my nipple against his forearm in doing so. I didn't even bat an eye, completely not realizing (to his eyes) that I had brushed a tit against him. At that, he had to excuse himself and sat back at his desk, having noticed the growing bulge in his pants as well.

His attention after that and steady stream of glances just made me crave more and more. I started to get a bit riskier. Wearing shorter skirts, making sure that when I manufactured a moment that allowed it to be just me and a teacher or classmate, that my lacy thong would be overtly on display. I played the innocent fool so well that it was too easy to convince them they were stealing glances that I didn't know about, which only made it that much hotter. Eventually, I stopped wearing underwear altogether.

My equally as perky backside, full and round, bounced when I walked and I was well aware which shorts and skirts of mine showed that off best. Showing off my long, smooth, tan, and lean legs was already such a turn on, bending over knowing that whoever was behind me was getting a small peek to wonder if I had been wearing underwear or not was sending my pussy throbbing like it never had before. Between having accidental nip slips here and there that I never noticed but were always just quick enough to chalk up to me being oblivious, and showing my pussy when I crossed or uncrossed my legs, I was getting very obvious attention from the guys I selected to show myself to.

Overall, Mr. Bennett was my end goal. I just found out I was moving again in a short week and would only have a few days left at this school. I decided this was the perfect chance to see just how far I could take this little bit I'd kept going with Mr. Easton Bennett. He mentioned in class that day that he was hoping to meet with us all individually after school or during our lunch breaks about our final project for the class. Knowing my final project was already done, I found it the perfect time.

I signed up for the meeting after school the next day, already planning out what I would wear, and what I wouldn't wear. I teased him the whole class leading up to our meeting, crossing and uncrossing my legs to give him a perfect view of my bright red underwear, barely covering my freshly waxed pussy with just a string up my ass and leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. I decided I'd wear a matching red bra that was see through, keeping it concealed through my shirt this time. After giving the guy next to me in math earlier that day a quick peek and seeing his cock immediately rise in his pants, I knew Mr. Bennett wouldn't be able to resist.

Class was over and students filed out for the day. I stayed and walked up to begin my meeting with Mr. Bennett. He decided that with all the chatter in the hall and after school sports going on, his office might be a quieter place for us to review my project. With no objection from me, we walked to his office and he closed the door behind us. The door without a window set my pussy throbbing a bit harder, anticipating what I hoped to come.

We began actually discussing my work and he complimented me for doing so well in his class. I blushed and pretended to be shy in the heat of a compliment. He pulled out my project and we began to go over the sections. I made sure to lean forward, across the desk from him, giving him a slight view of the color of my matching set. Mr. Bennett had decided he couldn't take it anymore it seemed. He walked over to show me the areas of my project that needed improvement, leaning close to me to point out exactly which sections he was referring to. Sitting on the arm of the chair I was in, he brushed up against me, which had me giving him a full view of what was underneath my shirt. I let my skirt slide up a bit further, with my bright red thong poking out just slightly, I could see his cock begin to twitch.

He slid his hand onto my thigh, asking what he was going to do with me. He suggested sending me to the principal for disciplinary action, which I faked convincing shock to. Turning back to the project, he slid his hand further up my thigh, nearing my aching pussy, soaked at his hand caressing me so casually. I asked him what he was doing so sweetly, I almost had myself convinced. He told me to focus on the project if I wanted to pass the class and I obeyed 'reluctantly'.

When he reached my throbbing clit, grazing it so softly, I couldn't help but let out a little whimper. Seeming to encourage him, he pushed my thong over and finally put his glorious finger on my swollen clit and massaged so gently I almost whined. Moving his thumb against it, in slow soft circles, he then moved a finger down towards my soaked entrance, just brushing over it and back up, teasing me as I'd teased him so consistently. Realizing we'd both gone silent I looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes. He unbuttoned my shirt, taking his attention off my clit for a moment. Removing the button so slowly I wanted to rip it off myself to hurry it up. I needed those huge strong hands on my aching tits so badly I was losing my breath over it.

Finally, he pushed the shirt over my shoulders, letting my breasts and red see through lace bra sit exposed. He sighed a moan and pushed me forward so he could unclasp the back. Letting the bra fall off of me, he wrapped a hand around my breast, groaning as he played with my nipple, pinching and sliding his thumb across it. Bringing his mouth up to the other, he took it in his mouth and slid his tongue across it so masterfully, I'd almost lost all control. I couldn't hold in the whimper that came out when he nibbled on it gently, which had him locking his office door.

He continued to touch me, letting his hands roam across my body, removing my clothes one by one until I was left in just my little red thong. As he bit on my nipple, a bit more forcefully this time, he pulled back and told me to stand up. He was still fully clothed and though I loved it, I felt extremely exposed to him. Mr. Bennett looked me up and down and told me to turn around. Then to bend over the desk. He said to me in that low gravely voice of his, "Since you love showing off so much, lets see you spread your legs and show me what you've been teasing me with for so long". He pulled my thong off, leaving me wholly exposed, bent over the desk with my legs spread, tits resting on the project we were supposed to be reviewing.

I was ridiculously turned on by the dominance he was speaking to me with, which he seemed to notice as he pointed out how soaking wet I already was for him. He ran his fingers across my wetness, groaning in pleasure at the sound. He removed them and brought his mouth up to it, probing my entrance with his tongue, then flicking it down to my swollen clit, licking me with incredible skill. I let out a moan, not caring who might be passing by. He removed his tongue and I whimpered at the cold that followed. He grabbed my hair and leaned forward to my ear, whispering in it that I was to keep my mouth shut if I wanted to be fucked like the slut I am.

Hearing him call me a slut should have angered me a lot more than it did. In fact, it even seemed to turn me on even more. I heard his belt unbuckle, and my pussy throbbed with anticipation. He came around the other side of the desk in just his undershorts, muscles and abs showing and I was in awe at how beautiful he really was. He grabbed my face and told me to remember to keep quiet. Not waiting for an answer from me, he pulled his shorts down, putting his perfect, ginormous throbbing cock right in my face. I groaned at the size of it and took it in my mouth eagerly.

With his hands in my hair, he began to fuck my face slowly. Pushing deep into my mouth, I realized just how big his cock truly was, it made me a bit nervous. If he wasn't even remotely able to fit in my mouth, how badly would it hurt when he ripped into my pussy. As if he read my thoughts, he removed his cock from my mouth and walked back around the desk to stand behind me. Without warning, he shoved his cock inside of me so quickly that I saw stars for a moment. As he slowly removed it and began pumping in and out of me, so slowly sliding deeper and deeper, I was filled with pleasure so quickly I forgot his order to keep quiet. I couldn't help but let out a moan as he pushed into me fully, filling my tight pussy up completely and reaching so deep inside me that I was certain no one else would ever come close.

He pulled his cock out immediately at the moan and flipped me over. Laying me back on his desk, legs open and tits out, he slapped a hand over my mouth. Leaning in, his cock hovering right in front of my entrance, brushing it so gently, I pulled him towards me as he told me to remember his promise, to fuck me like the slut I am but only if I kept my mouth shut. I nodded as my pussy twitched for the cock that was so close but all too far.

With that nod, he lifted his hips and slid his cock inside me without even needing to guide it. This time, far less gently, he began thrusting in and out. Hand still over my mouth, his other hand explored my breasts, playing with my nipples followed by his tongue. He moved in and out, faster and faster, until I could feel my orgasm start to build and began to buck against him, moving with him while he fucked me better than anyone had before.

As if he could feel my orgasm building, about to explode. He quickly pulled out. I cried out a bit against his hand as my pussy was dreadfully empty at the quick absence of his cock. He picked me up and sat me on top of him, taking a seat in the chair behind him. Slowly, dropping me down back onto his cock I sighed and began riding him.

He fucked me as I rode him and I reached an earth shattering orgasm immediately after I began to move my hips with his. Biting down onto his shoulder as I continued to ride him through the orgasm that made my bones shake. He lifted me up slightly and began to fuck me, thrusting up into my pussy as I sat on top of him still, straddling his cock. Sitting up and throwing my arms around his neck while he fucked me, faster and faster, letting my tits bounce in his face and seeing what my body did to him.

I could feel another wave coming up to take me as he slammed into me continuing to move harder and faster with each thrust. My tits bouncing gloriously for him, I leaned back resting my hands on the desk behind me and bucked with his thrusts, sending that wave and cumming so strongly I knew I would squirt. He began to breathe heavier, groaning as he shot a load deep inside my pussy which set the squirt full on, I squirted all over his cock as he shot his cum into me, filling me up completely as I soaked him.

I leaned forward to catch my breath, resting my arms over his neck and head behind his. We both sat there breathing heavily, his cock still inside of me. I had never felt pleasure so intense and the build up to this sex made it even better. I was yearning for him for so long and it was better than I ever could have imagined. I sat back a bit, my tits bouncing as they came to sit in his face again. He met my stare and I felt his cock twitch inside of me again, slowly beginning to harden at the sight of my tits and my pussy began to throb as if in response.