Seduction at the College (The Teacher)

For a change, I'm having problems here in my grandparents' house, but it's not with men... (Not yet haha)... The drama is in high school, the tactics I used to get grades have not brought the desired results. My grades are going from bad to worse in math and physics. Professor Marcelo talked to me about my difficulty one day after class, that was the last week before the July holidays. <unk> You're having problems in my subjects Kamila (Math and Physics is with him), if you don't improve in the second semester, unfortunately you'll stay for recovery! <unk> I swear I've been trying, teacher, but calculus is not my strong suit! I actually push myself too hard, I sit in the front row, I sit at the teacher's desk and I always offer to help with something in class. I usually wear a dress or skirt and blouse and in my crossed legs, I let the teachers (when they are men of course) see much more than my thighs, my lace panties, for example, but there was an exceptional case that I was without panties, I lost it before I arrived at school. My clothes are naturally detached, or I purposely open an extra button on my blouse, leaving my breasts suggestive when I'm writing. Professor Marcelo is 32 years old, he's in his second year here at the college, and my first year with him, he's tall and handsome, he's very much like Thiago Lacerda, actor from TV Globo. The teacher continued the conversation: <unk> You will need refresher lessons in the holidays Kamila, it will be three days a week and only in the first two weeks of July, I would like you to come! I don't want to go to rehab. It's too cruel. All set to start next Tuesday morning. I went on Tuesday and the other two days of that cold week. The next week, luckily the sun came out and it was a nice day, I put on a light dress that I love, made of only a notebook, pencil and rubber. I arrived early and only the teacher was in the classroom. Last week there was a lot of eye contact between us, he spent a good part of the class looking at my thighs and cleavage, but we didn't have the opportunity like this now, just the two of us talking while the class didn't arrive. I already knew that he was married to the philosophy teacher, she doesn't teach in my class, he said it didn't work out, he fought with her and they've been separated for weeks, she went back to her parents' house. What a pity, I'm sorry, do you have children? He said no. People started coming... and now the room was almost full, in that class there was only one boy in my class, he was very boring and stupid, we took the same bus and I was embarrassed by his idiocy. Hours later at the end of class everyone was leaving in a hurry, it was vacation after all, I got a little carried away, I wanted to give the boring boy time to get out and catch the bus before me. When I was alone there with the teacher, he wanted to know a little more about me, nice I gave the complete file, even commented on where I lived, he said that he lived a little earlier. Meanwhile I was thinking what it would be like to fuck that professor over there on his desk. I was still fantasizing when he spoke in an affectionate way: <unk> Would you like a ride near your house, Kamila? I love it, the conversation outside of school could be more productive, and I wouldn't risk taking the bus with the dummy boy. Yes, teacher, I would love to! I'll get the car in the parking lot, wait for me outside on the sidewalk! I'll meet you there! We left the classroom, and we were walking down the hall and we ran into his former teacher, and she apologized to me and called him in to talk, and I left the two of them and walked out to the front yard. I just stood there talking to the inspector, waiting for the professor to leave, and about five minutes later, when I saw him heading for the parking lot, I got out and stood outside a few feet from the gate. He came right away, and as I got in the car I asked with a smile: What is it she wants back? He smiled: <unk> No, she wanted to pick up some things that are still there at home, she wanted to go today, I said that I would leave and was not going home, whether she went tomorrow or the day after! I said jokingly: "It's going to come out... Ueba! And where are we going?" <unk> Wherever you want to go girl, but your boyfriend would get braw! I don't have a boyfriend! You don't have because you don't want to isn't it Kamila? Such a beautiful girl, I see how boys harass you! <unk> I think you also hear what the jealous little nuns at school say: <unk> That I'm the teacher's whore<unk>! I didn't hear that Kamila, and if I did I wouldn't listen, I don't care about gossip! <unk> I'm not a whore, but I'm also not a saint and the chatter is my fault, I really like a seduction game with older men, especially the more difficult ones. I love adrenaline and living with intensity. It's better to be happy and badly spoken than to be holy and frustrated. After he heard all that, he confessed that he was seduced by me and that I messed with him a lot, often dreamed of having me in his arms. Now he's acting like the perverted teacher who wants to eat the little girl, and he's spent the whole sentence, as they say, trying to convince me that he's liked me for a long time. He finally invited me to his house, I accepted without ceremony, after all he didn't seem to be a psychopath. I don't usually waste time and when he asked me if I wanted to drink a juice or water, I went over to him and said: <unk> Actually I want to taste your lips teacher! I embraced him by the neck and kissed his mouth, he too wasted no time and got up still kissing me, took me to the sofa and seated me on the pillows. He spoke words of affection while kissing my neck down my mouth and pulled my dress leaving my breasts out and made all those delights with them, the contact of my skin with that beard unintentionally creeped my entire body. He went away to take off his shirt, I took off my underwear very maliciously and swung it showing it to him. I pretended that I was going to give and I pulled back laughing, and I said all dengosa: <unk> I do not give, you are bad and did not give me an A in the test! You'll get an A+ in the next competition if you give me the panties! And I gave him my underwear, he took it and after smelling and kissing, he put it in his pants pocket thanking me. Laughing I said: <unk> You fool, it was a joke, I'm not leaving without underwear right? I put my hand in his pocket and pulled out my underwear, he tried to grab it back playing wrestling with me and he laid me down sticking his head between my thighs and began to suck me slowly. Ahaaaa... That tongue licking me and penetrating my cheekbone at the same time as his rough beard rubbed my skin, I went crazy with my body shivering with chills. He knew where to suck and with his calm and gentle movements I got wetter and wetter. I felt so much pleasure with that finger and tongue going in and out of my pussy and I was almost mocking him in his mouth when he got up and took off his pants and underwear. I felt a huge boner when I saw that hard cock pointing upwards, I knelt and bowed affectionately and he made me groan with my sucking and swallowing. The teacher groaned holding my head and making that prick go in and out of my mouth ... And then he grabbed me by the lap holding my thighs and ass, I hugged his neck while he adjusted his cock in my cock penetrating me making me crazy... I was moving nice climbed in that cock and he squeezed my ass beating deep into me, my heart was beating hard and now it was absurd the pleasure I felt. After five minutes I thought I was going to die. After fifteen minutes I was sure, I was already in heaven... Ahaaaaa how good it is. I began to moan louder and when I felt I was going to mock... the bell rang... <unk> No teacher don't stop for the love of God, I'm going to mock! I spoke desperately holding on tightly to him and moving well whore and moaning of hardness... Now there was a knock on the door and a woman's voice called his name... <unk> Not for teacher, not for... Ahaaaa! And I mocked and groaned louder. He covered my mouth and said: <unk> Bitch, it's my ex-wife! He spoke and walked out with me mocking him clinging to his neck and with his poop still buried in my smile. Already in the kitchen... <unk> Sorry Kamila, but for the love of God, you have to leave, if she sees you here I'll be with my life fucked! I let out a final sigh of amusement and disappointment. How am I supposed to get out if she's at the door? I'm sorry angel, but go fast, please! He was desperate he was pushing me. She kept knocking on the door and yelling his name, now she was nervous, going to shit. I walked outside, he locked the door and... shit... i was out of my panties, but now i couldn't go back in. It would be about a 30-minute walk to my house. With no money and no panties I walked, on the way I thought <unk>Did the teacher see me when I got into his car at the door of the school?<unk> I won't know until after the holidays, I'm not going to the reinforcement anymore, I believe I'm already approved in his subject (haha). Kisses, my friends, until next time!