The Crush

Everyone has a crush, whether it be a young boy or and older guy, they have a crush. My crush was my high school math teacher Mr. Jenson. He was so handsome and half the time I couldn’t keep myself from rushing off to the bathroom to pleasure myself after his class.

One night after I had gotten home from school, my parents had left a note saying they were with my older sister out of town for a couple of days to check out colleges for her and left our neighbor in charge of checking on me that night, our neighbor was none other than Mr. Jenson himself. He was never really outside of his home a lot so it saved me a few trips to the bathroom. But this particular night he was out in his back yard, which was right next to my bedroom window. I couldn’t help standing there watching him with his shirt off revealing his perfect chest.

I slid my hand down into my panties and watched as he cleaned up the few things he had on his back porch. I slid my finger into my pussy after playing with my clit and began sliding it back and forth moaning softly as I added another finger. Watching him there sent me over the edge as I exploded on my fingers then hurried to the bathroom to wash up.

About an hour later while I was sitting in the living room watching TV I heard the doorbell ring. I got up and sighed hoping it wasn’t my parent’s home early and opened the door to find Mr. Jenson standing there with what looked like a briefcase. “Hello Emma, may I come in?” he asked softly. I opened the door more for him to walk in and he did so, “What brings you here, sir?” I asked him trying not to sound happy.

“I need to speak with you about your math grade.” He said

“Oh, I know it isn’t so great im trying really hard and I-”

He waved a hand at me “Calm down Emma, I was going to say it improved” That really shocked me, my grade had improved? That was impossible! I never did any of the work or homework. “Emma I’ve heard talk around and I came over here not only to talk about your grade but about what’s been said.” He turned to me and I swear I could see him smile “Yes, sir? What is it?” He turned facing me and ran a hand through his smooth hair “People have been saying that, well, that you like me”

My heart froze, I didn’t know what to say to him and whenever I tried I ended up sounding like a complete idiot “B-but…I …” He stood slowly and smiled down at me and leaned down and kissed my lips softly and pulled back “I like you too Emma, its completely wrong but, I cant help what I feel can I?” This time I almost passed out, he carefully stood me up and looked into my eyes smiling and I couldn’t help but smile back.

He leaned down and grabbed the case he had brought with him and grabbed my hand softly and led me upstairs to my room and sat me down on my bed and closed my bedroom door. He sat down on my bed and pulled me on his lap facing him and caressed my thighs below my short skirt and began kissing me and I couldn’t help but kiss back. I ran my fingers through his hair and under his shirt as he started to unbutton my blouse. I felt myself getting aroused again and moaned softly. He slide my shirt off and unclipped my bra and began rubbing my breasts. I moaned again and began to get tense. I pulled away from him and stood up “What’s wrong, Emma?” he asked kindly “I…I don’t know if we should do this.”

He seemed to not hear me or not care as he took his shirt off and unbuckled his belt and pants “Emma, I know this is what you want and its what I want. I always get what I want Emma, do you understand?” before I could answer he grabbed me and pulled a rope out of his bag and tied me to the best post. I couldn’t scream, I was too shocked by the moment. “Are you going to be a good little girl?” he whispered in my ear. I nodded and found my situation exciting and somewhat pleasurable “yes sir.” He unbuttoned my skirt and slid it off along with my panties and kicked off his pants and boxers and untied my hands.

Every time he told me to do something I did it “Stand up” I stood “lay down” I lay silently on my bed “Spread your legs for me” I couldn’t stop myself from doing it and I parted my legs. He crawled between them and started playing and teasing at my sensitive clit. I reached down to grab his hand but he slapped it away “Be a good girl” I quickly pulled my hand away as he lowered his head down and began kissing my pussy lips and running his tongue down my slit. I moaned deeply and felt juices dripping out of me as he began tongue fucking me. I couldn’t hold back anymore and I came in his mouth and he happily lapped up every bit of it.

“Are you alright Emma?” he asked looking at me with a smile on his face, I was breathing to heavily to answer with words so I just nodded quickly. He climbed between my legs and kissed my neck and jaw line as he inserted his hard erect cock into me. I arched my back to meet my chest with his and moaned deeply as he held my hips still and began thrusting hard. “Oh god Emma, you’re so fucking tight!” he groaned as he slammed into me. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass.

I grabbed hard at the bed sheets wrapping my legs around his waist bucking my hips with his making his cock go deeper and faster inside of me, feeling my walls grab him tight and bring him closer “Oh Mr. Jenson!! Fuck me!!” I screamed out and moaned loudly, as his balls kept slapping against my ass I felt them grow tense and I knew he was close and so was I.

He slammed hard as I gripped his shoulders, I moaned loudly as I came quickly on his hard dick, I felt his balls release his entire load within my tight pussy and bit my lip moaning deeply as his thrusts slowed down. He collapsed on me and kissed my neck as I lay still, shocked and pleased as this happened and smiled softly.

He pulled out of me after a few minutes and washed up getting dressed again, as did I. He walked over to me and kissed me lightly on the cheek and pulled a small box out of the case he had and handed it to me with a smile then whispered “For next time, and believe me Emma… there will be a next time” he kissed me on the cheek and left without letting me open the box first. I opened it later that evening and found handcuffs along with a small whip and giggled softly, knowing now that math class was going to easy to pass.