Mrs. Watkins: The Horny Choir Teacher

Introduction:
It was a calm sunny afternoon and school had just let out. I exited the school through the back entrance and headed out to find my car in the chaos called “High School traffic.
As I was walking, I thought I heard someone call my name, I looked around and saw that someone WAS calling my name. The voice was of Mrs. Watkins, my choir teacher. She was trying to load some heavy boxes into her car.
“Hey there! Do you think you could give me a hand with some of these boxes?” She asked.
I agreed and we went back inside to grab some more.
While we were walking I couldn’t help but notice Mrs. Watkins’ amazing body. She always wore a skirt/dress thing that showed off her perfect ass, and her legs were long, tan, and sexy. She had a pretty face and a perfect chest with those amazing rounds tits.
After we finished loading in the last box, she told me that her husband wasn’t home and that she would need some help unloading them too.
“I think I’ve gotta get home actually. My dad’s waiting for me.” I denied her.
She gave me a cute puppy dog face, “Come on now, I really need your help.”
I thought about it and finally decided to go along with her.
“I’ll drop you back off at your car after we’re done, that way you won’t waste any gas.” She said.
It was a 15 minute drive to her house because she lived out in the country, and honestly I felf a little awkward. I wondered what her husband would think if she knew that this was going on.
“So do you have any kids?” I was just trying to create some conversation.
Mrs. Watkins laughed. “Nope. Me and Mike never had any kids.”
She then mumbled something to herself.
“What was that?”
She now appeared to be a little stressed out. “Oh nothing, I just said that Mike hasn’t touched me in a year.”
“Wow. That’s surprising.” I replied.
“Why is that surprising?” She seemed a little angry.
“Oh It’s just that you’re…….”
“I’m what? Fat….ugly…?”
“No, it’s just that you’re really…..hot Mr. Watkins.”
She let out a sigh of relief. “Really? THAT’S surprising.”
“All the guys in choir seem to think so too.” I admitted.
“Yeah but noboby in choir is as good looking as you-” She stopped herself. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that, you’re probably not even-”
“18? Yeah I am, I turned 18 back in December.” I interupted her.
Before she could answer, we reached her house. I opened up the back of her Jeep and started unloading them.
“Were do you want them?” I asked.
“Right in my garage.” She pointed to a corner in her garage.
After I had unloaded half of the boxes I was getting pretty sweaty, and I had realized that Mrs. Watkins hadn’t unloaded any and had been watching me the whole time.
“Hey I’m going to go inside for a minute. Come inside after you get done and there’s lemonade in the fridge.” Mrs. Watkins said before she walked away.
After I unloaded the rest of the boxes I was really thirsty and I walked up her front steps and into her house. I looked around but didn’t see or hear Mrs. Watkins. I opened up the fridge and poured myself a glass of pink lemonade. I quickly downed it and sat down. Suddenly I heard something, I listened closely and then I heard the same noise again. The sound was coming from down the hallway, where there was a slightly opened door with sunlight seeping out of it.
I slowly moved down the hall and the sound got louder and clearer, it was Mrs. Watkins moaning. I peeked through the crack in the door and couldn’t see what was going on so I pushed the door open and to my right was Mrs. Watkins fingering herself on her bed, and she was wearing some sexy black lingerie.
“Oh my god!” She yelled as she got up and covered herself. “What the hell are you doing? Spying on me?”
I just heard a sound and-” As I tried to defend myself I realized that Mrs. Watkins was staring at my huge boner.
She dropped her sheet and slowly approached me, “Oh my that looks big. You know my husband is a doctor and…..doesn’t come home until early tommorow morning and…..” She started rubbing my cock and then whispered into my ear in the sexiest tone, “I was fingering myself to you. My pussy is yours, now lets have a little fun.” She gently licked my earlobe.
She then got down on her knees and undid my pants and ripped then down. She immediatly plunged my cock into her amazing mouth and began giving me an amazing blowjob. She seemed to enjoy pleasuring me and was gazing into my eyes as she massaged my rock hard cock.
Before I could cum, she got up and said, “Fuck my dripping wet pussy for an A.”
We passionately kissed as we fell onto the bed, I tore her lingerie off and pounced on top of her. She grabbed my cock and guided it into her unused pussy. I went slow and deep at first, hitting her g-spot with amazing precision, and she moaned loudly. I reached down and began to furiously rub her clit, which caused Mrs. Watkins to start moaning my name.
“Josh! Ohh Josh!!! Fuck me Josh!!! This pussy is yours!!” She yelled. I increased my speed and intensity and drove Mrs. Watkins wild, she was speaking in tongues. I was again on the verge of cumming but I suddenly stopped and whispered into her ear, “Let’s go and wash off.”
I picked her up and she wrapped her legs and arms around me and she bounced on my cock as I walked us towards her shower.
I reached down and turned on the water and we stepped in. I set her down and she put her hands against the wall.
She stuck her ass out and turned her head and looked at me, “Use my ass for handles baby.” and I did as she asked.
I pounded her pussy harder than before and my balls slapped her clit. I too began to moan because she felt soo amazing. The sensation on my cock had finally built up to an amazing climax and I unloaded a huge load of warm cum, but I kept on slamming her pussy until finally I felt Mrs. Watkins body stiffen and she moaned as she came too. She turned around and we passionately kissed.
We washed each other off and deep cleaned my cock as she gave me a handjob using slippery bodywash.
After drying off, we went to get something to eat in the kitchen. I got some chips and she ate some ice cream.
“So do I get an A for today?” I asked jokingly.
Mrs. Watkins walked up to me, pulled her towel off, and then kissed me, “Who said we’re done here?”
My cock grew at the sight of her gorgeous body and my towel fell off as I set her on the counter. I hoped up on the counter, jumped in between her lucious legs, and rammed my cock inside her again. We were kissing much more than earlier but sometimes had to stop for her to let out a loud moan.
I began ramming her so hard that we were moving across the counter, knocking things off as we fucked onward.
After a few minutes we flipped around and she began riding me cowgirl style and she knew how to ride. She had perfect speed and rhythm and I couldn’t even last. We both came at the same time in an epic orgasm that jolted both of our bodies together.
“Oh god! Zach you’re amazing!” She moaned. “Thanks, but your amazing body did most of the work” I said.
“Now you get an A, but that’s just for today, there’s still tonight, and many more days like this.” She laughed.
To be continued

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