The bell finally rings.

Physics class was over, and next was my favorite class of all… Choir!
Everyday, before going to class, I would stop in the bathroom to freshen up for my hot Music teacher Mr. Connor. I sprayed on some coconut body spray, unbuttoned my blouse to show a little more cleavage and headed up to his room.

“Hey Erica, how are you?” Mr. Connor asked smiling as I approached his room.

“I’m great. You?” I cheesed.

“Up with my babies again. I’m so tired. But I’m glad to see you!”

Mr. Connor was married to his wife for some years now, and they just recently had twin boys. But that still didn’t change my strong sexual attraction to him.

I sat down in class and greeted my friends. Mr. Connor got our attention to start class with the regular warmups. After warming for what seemed like hours, we transitioned into our Spring Concert repertoire. I was a strong alto and was fortunate to have scored 5 solos in our show.

I was a favorite. He loved my voice and everyone including me knew it.

This particular day we wrapped up class about 10 minutes before the bell, so I decided to take advantage of the time.

I raised my hand. “Mr. Connor?”

“Yes, Erica..what’s up?” He answered sitting at the piano.

“Do you think I could talk to you in your office?”

“Sure. C’mon.” Mr. Connor replied.

I followed him into his office and closed the door behind me.

“What’s going on Erica? Are you okay?” He asked concerned with those big brown eyes.

“No no no Mr. Connor, I’m fine! Really. I just wanted some privacy for the question I’m gonna ask you.”

Mr. Connor cleared his throat, repositioned himself and finger comes through his hair.

“Uhm, okay?” Mr. Connor laughed awkwardly.

“I wanted to know if you were open to having private lessons with me?” I said blushing.

I knew he did voice and guitar lessons on the weekends but I wasn’t sure if he would teach a current student.

But still, if I got what I was ACTUALLY there for, it’d be totally worth it.

“Oh god, you scared me for a second! I thought something was wrong. But yes of course! You know I love hearing your voice. But I’m confused.. is class not enough for you?” He asked concerned.

He looked up at me from the chair he was sitting in.

“No no no, don’t get me wrong. Your class has taught me so much..but with all these other students, I just want you to myself…so I can learn better.” I explained hoping he caught on to that sexual innuendo.

“I totally understand. I’m totally up for it! You have a true gift, and I’d be happy to help.” Mr. Connor said staring into my eyes.

“Thank you! So where shall we meet?” I asked excitedly.

“I usually do private lessons at my house. I have a nice little layout for students.”

My stomach filled with butterflies. This was perfect! I couldn’t believe my plan was actually working! If I was able to seduce him, fucking him in his own house? Whoa baby!

“Uhh.. Hello? Erica?” Mr. Conor was waving to get my attention.

Shit, I spaced out.

“Sorry..haha my minds is all over the place these days..” I blurted out awkwardly.

“It’s okay.. So when would you like to start?”

“Is this Saturday okay?” I asked in a high pitched voice. I was getting so horny for him.

“Yeah that works! Umm…I charge $30.00 an hour, so If you would like for me to speak with your Mom…”

“Oh no! No need. I babysit for my neighbors kid on the weekends so I’ll be able to pay for it myself!” I said walking toward him.

“Oh wow, I didn’t know you had job.. That’s fantastic Erica!” He squeezed my arm in approval.

I looked at his hand on my arm.

I cleared my throat.

“Okay then! I’ll see you then” I blurted out.

The tension was too much. I wasn’t sure if it was just me psyching myself out, but I turned away and started to heading for the door.

I purposely dropped my pencil.

“Whoops!” I giggled. I bent over, exposing my pink lace underwear that was underneath my uniform khaki skirt.

I grabbed it and got up slowly, making sure Mr. Connor got a glimpse.

After I finally stood up, I turned around with laughter.

“Bye Mr. Connor!”

Mr. Connor was trying not to stare, but I knew he was.

“Goodbye, Erica have a good one!” He waved.

With that, I walked out and closed his office door behind me.

I left school so horny for my sexy music teacher. I went in my room and stripped off my school uniform to just my bra and underwear. I rubbed my clit through the pink laced underwear I let Mr. Connor get a peek of. I imagined Mr. Connor licking my pussy. I got off so hard to just the thought of him… imagining if it actually happened!

Saturday morning was finally here and I was trying to keep calm. I didn’t want to explode before I got there! I decided on a royal blue tank top that had a beautiful contrast to my dark skin and some black leggings that showed off my ass.

“Atleast if he doesn’t fuck me today, I know I’ll be back next week…and the next week.” I said giggling to myself.

But shit, what else would I have to do for him to notice me?

I grabbed my keys and told my mom I was going to a friends house. I got in the car and drove off.

After a 25 minute drive, I pulled up to a nice little house. It wasn’t as big as my 4 story house, but it was still nice.

I rang the doorbell.

The door opened to a short dark haired woman holding a baby in one arm and another in a stroller.

“You must be Erica! I’m Amy. Tim has told me all about you!”

Uhh it’s his wife.

I smiled a fake smile.

“I hope all good things! It’s so nice meeting you Mrs. Connor. Do you need any help?”

“Ohh no. I’m quite used to managing my twin boys. They’re a pain, but I’ve got it all covered! Thanks sweetie.” She smiled.

“Tim, Erica is here!” She yelled up the stairs.

I was still standing on the porch.

“Come in!” Mrs. Connor exclaimed. She stepped back and let me in.

“Do you need anything like water or anything, before I head out?” She asked.

“No I’m fine, Mrs. Connor. Thank you!”

“Okay, well I’ll be on my way. I have a lot of errands to run, so I’ll leave you two to your singing.”

“Alright, well it was nice finally meeting you! Mrs. C.”

“You too!” She gave me a hug and closed the front door behind her.

Phew. Now that that’s over.. I walked around the baby toy filled living room.

“Wow, I love your place Mr. C!” I yelled.

“Thanks!” I heard faintly from a room upstairs. He was still getting ready.

“Make yourself at home!” I heard his footsteps coming down the stairs.

“There’s the man of the hour! I thought you were getting ready for prom or something!”? I said jokingly.

Mr. Connor blushed.

He reached out for a hug and of course I couldn’t resist that. He smelled like body wash and vanilla. He pulled back and motioned for me to sit.

“It’s good to see you, Erica. I have to admit, it’s weird seeing you outside of school and the uniform.”

“I know! I’d have to say the same! Look at all those tattoos!”

Mr. Connor had a full sleeve of tattoos that showed off his nice, lean muscles.

” yeah.. it’s not professional so I can’t really show them at school. But what can ya do?”

I giggled.

“Soooo..you ready to get started?” He asked.

“Yeah let’s do it!” I exclaimed.

He got up and stood behind me. He put one hand on my shoulders and the other on my back, making me sit up straight.

“Alright.. Good.” Mr. Connor whispered.

He let go of me and walked over to the piano. He started playing our usual warm up routine, like the ones we did in choir class.

After about 15 minutes of “Do Re Mi Fa So” I was ready to explode of anxiousness and a little boredom.

“Um Mr. Connor?” I interrupted.

“Yup?” He responded.

“I really want to sing you this song I wrote. I want your opinion on it.” I said innocently.

“Of course! Show me what you got.” Mr. Connor came from behind the piano and pulled up a chair.

Butterflies took over my stomach, and I was actually nervous to perform for once.

“Whoa you’re making me all nervous!” I giggled.

“No no no, don’t be. Pretend I’m not even here!”

” I wouldn’t dare want to do that.” I said faintly.

Mr. Connor repositioned himself and cleared his throat which signaled to me that he was either uncomfortable…or maybe turned on?

I cleared my throat and began singing.

The song I wrote started out about how the one I love is in love with someone else. Mr. Connor head was nodding to the beat, obviously vibing to the music. Then I described Mr. Connors eyes, his tattoos.. As soon as I said that, his eyes shot up at me. He stared at me as if I was sucking the life out of him or as if his stomach sank. I kept singing, and when I was done, the room was silent.

“So… Umm …did you like it?” I asked trying to break the silence.

Mr. Connor rose his head up from the ground.

“Erica, come here.” He pointed to the chair that was seated next to him.

Oh shit. I hope he isn’t mad. The last thing I need is that!

I walked over and sat down next to my sexy teacher.
Mr. Connor chuckled with his head in his hands. He was murmuring something.

“What did I do to deserve this?” I finally heard him say.

“To deserve what?” I said with my sexy high pitched voice.

“I don’t get it.” He said sternly.

“What does an 18 year old girl want with a 32 year old Music teacher?” Mr. Connor asked plain as day.

He was staring into my eyes now…waiting for an answer.

“Umm well when you put it that way…I mean it’s not that I-“

“Not that you what?!” He interrupted.

“Look Erica, if bending down in front of me basically exposing yourself, or showing me your cleavage, and writing me a damn song aren’t signs a girl is trying to hit on you, then I must be stupid.”

I turned myself around so that I was facing him. His face was still buried in his hands.

There was another long pause.

“..annd what if you’re right?” I asked softly, placing my hand on his thigh.

“I don’t know Erica. I don’t know.” He mumbled.

“I have a wife and kids Erica.” He said looking at me.

“I know.” I said reassuringly.

“But, sometimes you can’t help what you want.” I said.

“And the thing you want could send me to jail!” He said with his eyes nearly bulging out of his head.

“I won’t tell anyone.” I said standing up from my chair.

Mr. Connor looked up at me as I stood in front of him.

It was now or never.

I stared into his eyes as I took my crop top off by pulling it over my head, exposing my lace lavender colored bra.

“Erica. No.” Mr. Connor said trying to look away.

“I want you Mr. Connor.” I said finally.

I wasn’t going to attack him with my lust, I wanted him to come to me.

I backed up to the couch that was on the opposite side of the room. I stripped out of my leggings that revealed my matching lace thong. I stepped out of my panties too, and laid on his couch.
I opened my legs, exposing my wet pink pussy to Mr. Connor.

I began touching myself.

“This is what I do when I go home Mr. C. You see what you do to me?” I moaned.

Mr. Connor was across the room in complete awe. He was staring at his favorite student masturbate to him!

His face was getting so red. Mr. Connor was definitely getting turned on because I started to see a bulge through his sweat pants.

“Mr. Connor please. I need to feel you inside of me!” I moaned as I continued rubbing my clit.

As soon as I thought my plan had failed, Mr. C. Got up from his chair and walked over to me.

“You’re so fucking wet, let me watch you cum for me.” He whispered.

I smiled instantly and finger fucked myself until I came on my fingers. I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and licked the juices off of my fingers.

“Jesus Erica!” Mr. Connor looked at me.

“I’ve been wanting you to touch me for so long…touch me?” I moaned.

Mr. Connor knelt down on his knees and smiled.

“I guess you win Erica.” He smirked.

“I always get what I want.” I giggled.

He opened my legs and kissed me from my thighs all the way to my pussy lips. My back arched.

“Is this our little secret?” Mr. C looked up at me, trying to tease me.

“YES YES. Just..just.. Ju- OH FUCK!”

My teacher devoured my pussy in his mouth. He worked his tongue inside my pink opening.

“Shit! Aw fuck yeah!” I moaned as I squeezed my boobs.

Mr. Connor withdrew his tongue from my pussy and came in for a kiss.

I really could not believe this was ACTUALLY happening. I dreamed about it constantly but damn, I didn’t think I could pull this one off.

Mr. C got off his knees and took off his sweats and boxers. His cock was thick and long.

“Holy shit! It’s huge!” I stared in amazement.

“You like it?”

“Hell fucking yeah! Can I suck it?”

Mr. Connor sat down on the couch next to me. I sat up and got on all fours. I grabbed his semi hard cock and teased the head with my tongue.

Mr. Connor clinched the couch and let out a quiet moan.

I smiled up at him then wrapped my lips around his dick, working my mouth from the head to his balls.

Mr. C’s eyes were closed and I could feel him about to explode. I released my mouth from his thick cock.

He opened his eyes and grabbed my waist, pulling me into him. I was sitting on his lap, facing his beautiful face. I could feel his dick rubbing against my twat as I kissed his lips. He grabbed my ass and gave it a big slap.

“Ah!” I yelled.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

He was making me so horny, and I needed him NOW. I grabbed his penis and rubbed it against my clit, trying to find my opening.

“Wait, Erica are you sure?.. I don’t know if we should..” He said worriedly.

I put my index finger on his mouth.

“Shhhh.”

He cracked a smile.

“Seriously though! Maybe this isn’t a good idea..”

Oh GOD! We’ve gotten this far and now he’s doubting!

“What, do you not think I’m pretty?” I asked innocently.
(I figured maybe a little guilt trip wouldn’t hurt.)

“No not all. You are beautiful. But I just have so much to lose…my wife.. my kids..”

He covered his face with his hands.

“No one will ever find out” I said reassuringly.

It went dead silent.

“It’s our little secret?” He said finally.

“I won’t tell unless you do.” I whispered.

With that, I reached back to find his cock, and slid down on his thick shaft.

“Oh my GOD!” Mr. C cried out.

I rode him hard. Up and down, making sure he hit my g spot. I swirled in circles and rubbed my clit simultaneously.

He stared at my wide hips moving around and around.

“Damn babe.” He moaned silently.

I grabbed my tits.
“You like that?”

“Yeah, keep doing that.” He replied with his eyes closed.

I leaned over and kissed his cheek all the way down to his neck. I licked and sucked his neck.

“Mmm” he moaned.

He pulled me away and flipped me over. I had no idea he was so strong!

He laid me down with my stomach facing the
sofa. He towered over me, kissing my back. I stuck my ass out, wiggling it around.
Mr. C opened my ass cheeks and found my little pink hole. He wet my pussy with his spit and shoved himself into me.

“AWW FUCK!” I cried out.

He was so deep. He fucked me so hard that I couldn’t say anything!

“You’re so fucking tight!” He said massaging my ass cheeks.

His balls slapped against my ass so fast and hard.

“Damn Erica.. I’m gonna..I’m..”

He exploded his load deep in my pussy.

“Yes! Give me all of it!” I said backing up on his dick.

He slumped over on me.

“Well it was about time!” I whispered.

“What do you mean?” He smiled.

He got up and sat next to me. He put my head on his lap and brushed through my hair with his fingers.

“I’ve been wanting this moment to happen for a long time… Like you don’t even know!”

He let out a sigh.

“Ohh Erica.. How did I get myself into this one?”

“How did you get into ME? Well… You put your dick in my…” I laughed.

“I know, I know! Shut up!” He replied.

He put his hands over his face.

“Man, but seriously.. How did this happen?”

“It doesn’t matter how it happened Mr. C…You enjoyed yourself right?”

“Yeah of course! That was the best sex I’ve had.”

“Okay then.” I interrupted. “It’s settled. I’ll see you Monday?” I said getting up, putting on my bra and underwear back on.

“Okay Erica.. See you then.”

As he walked me out his house, I turned around and gave him a hug. My head lay on his chest. I looked up at him and he ran his fingers through my hair. He reached down and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

“This wasn’t a one time thing was it?” I asked looking up at him.

“I really don’t know..” He said indecisively.

I didn’t respond, but we embraced each other at his front door for awhile.

We were rudely interrupted by the sound of someone trying to open the door with their keys.

“Oh shit!” He said.
I quickly let go from the hug and acted normal.

“Yeah thank you so much for the lessons.. I learned a lot.”

“Oh hey!” His wife said.
Mr. Connor politely waved at me.

“Hey babe! We just finished.. I guess you had perfect timing!” He gave her a hug and peck on the lips.

I laughed inside. Just 10 minutes ago he was filling my pussy with his cum, and now he’s all caked up with his wife…and she has NO idea.

I walked out his door.

“Bye Mrs Connor.. Bye Mr. Connor!”
They closed the door behind me.

When I got home I wondered if C’s and I’s little hook up had been a one time thing. I really hoped it wasn’t. I couldn’t wait until Monday to see.

Monday came faster than expected, and I was really excited about that. (I would masturbate thinking about Mr. C fucking me again again and again.)

I put on my uniform polo and skirt.

“Well maybe I don’t need underwear today.” I thought to myself.

I got in the car and sent Mr C. a text:

“No panties today.. Write me a pass during 5th? :)”

I finally arrived at school and checked my phone. Mr. C responded! Here’s the moment of truth..

“We’ll see.”

We’ll see?! I was pissed. I wanted his dick now, and I certainly didn’t want to go to Anatomy during 5th period. As the day went on, I forgot about it and just as I was stepping into my 5th period class, a voice comes on the loudspeaker.

“Erica Casey please report to the Choir room immediately.”

After the text Mr. C sent me this morning, I didn’t know what to expect. I walked into his office neutral, hoping he would fuck me right then and there.

“Uhh Hi, Mr. C.” I said closing the curtain covered door.

“Hello Erica.” He said walking toward me.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. His hard on was bulging out of his skinny jeans.

“No panties huh?” He said grabbing my bare ass underneath my khaki skirt.

And that’s how I seduced my teacher into fucking me. We would fuck practically everyday, if not, oral sex. He would call me into his office during his off periods and fuck me against the wall, his desk, his chair, even the damn floor.

God those were good times. Until his wife found out…But we’ll save that for a different day.

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