I (18m) fucked my whore of my (29f) maths teacher part 1

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Maths is hard and so is my dick for Miss Amber (not her real name for privacy) . She has double D cups and triple c thiccc thighs and just a fucking perfect body. I can’t focus on my work because all I do is stare at her, drooling. Many of my classmates had to repeat the year because they couldn’t focus properly. And I think she knew that very well and enjoyed it; she wants students who stare to repeat the year with her so she does everything she could to make that happen. She would purposely wearing tight fitting clothes, low crop skirts and sometime coming in without a bra. She would constantly bend over in front of students who needed “help” so that they could see her cleavage dead on, and I could swear I see her smile a little whenever a student “accidentally” bumped into her ass or caught someone staring.

Today was the the day I lost it. She came in wearing fish nets, with a red and black mini skirt and a cotton blouse, which had the top 2 buttons missing and the ones remaining barely containing her bust. We were doing calculus, but fucking hell I didn’t catch any of it, as I was jerking off under my pants through my pocket. She was so fucking hot I had to caputer it, I had to remember this moment. I took my phone out, turned the screen brightness to minium to hide what I was doing and I started taking as many photos as I could of her. She could see my phone out, camera pointed at her. I honestly think she started to pose for the camera, giving me good angles as she bent over another students desk, imaging, perhaps hoping I was filming her. She then sat at her desk and leant back on her chair and stuck her boobs in the air, pretending to yawn and then smiled at me. She then walked to me, stuck her hand out, a grin full of mischief and convisated my phone for rest of the morning. She then lent down, cleavage in my full view, and said.

“take your hand out of your pocket”

I was so fucking close to cumming my mind went blank.
“huh?”

“you write with your right hand, and yet yours is in your pocket.”

I immediately took my hand out and fumbled a few notes from the board, frustrated at my ruined orgasam. She stood up and sat on my desk (there was no one next to me and we have 2×1 tables as desks) and lent in.

“I have eyes.”

Miss amber then walked back to her desk, tossed my phone into her draw and locked it.

During break I went back to retrieve it. As I was about to knock, I realised, oh shit.
I left my phone unlocked. She could see everything. She could report me. This could get me expelled. I went through the 7 stages of grief over the course of about 3 seconds, reaching acceptance of the situation. “what are the chances?” I wondered to myself. I knocked.

Nothing.

I knocked again.
“Come in”

I saw her layed back in her chair, looking very relaxed. Her face flushed red.

She held out my phone in her hand for me to take. So I walked over to her. Her chair was unusually far from her desk, allowing me to get full view of her thighs, in all there glory. Miss Amber could barely reach the top of the chalkboard, yet her thighs were wider than my shoulders.

“don’t let me catch you again, it’s a pain to walk to the office and hand it to them.”
she said, she was clearly trying to give me a stern look, but her body language just didn’t match.

I was dazed. I managed to mumble a “thanks miss” on my way out.

I’ll do part 2 later.

NSFW: yes

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