MY HISTORY TEACHER_(3)

My History Teacher

I was 18. The legal age to be fucked by someone. Though I had a boyfriend last year that popped my cherry. I didn’t care if I lost my virginity to a jock, he wasn’t the big high school star or anything but he was something and I just wanted to get it over with. He was the same age as me, so it wasn’t illegal. But I came to find out, it didn’t stop one person. My history teacher. She was smoking hot. She was a blonde with piercing blue eyes. Huge tits, firm ass and a huge lesbian and everyone knew it. She had hit on multiple girls throughout the 2 years she had worked at the school. What scared me the most was that she was a she! I have never been with a girl but she was hot. I was straight and I loved guys but I can say when a girl is hot. I had her class at the very end of the day. It was the middle of the school year and everyone knew that Ms. Harper was one of the most strict teachers in the school. You knew not to goof around in her class. I was a quiet girl. I kept to myself and had a limited amount of friends. In class I was I little bit more open but only with my teachers. My first day of school I had ran into her in the hallway, trying to get to her class ironically. I had looked into her fierce blue eyes and was to stunned to speak. She had smiled at me, surprisingly.

“It’s okay. My bad.”

I looked at the floor and she walked around me. I remember walking into her classroom and sitting down in the back. She walked in a few minutes late for the class and our eyes crossed for a second. I see a small smirk on her lips as she sits at her desk. I look at my desk and tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. She starts to speak to the class and we glance at each other from time to time. Her with confidence and me with nervousness and embarassment from getting caught looking at her. I didn’t know what it was but my eyes couldn’t keep off of her. There was something about her that drew me too her. She passes out a quick work sheet to the front desks who passed them back. She instructs us to start the worksheet and finish it by the end of class. I finish the worksheet within a minute or two. I was a straight A student. She had sat back down at her desk. I look up at her and see her writing on a piece of paper. I bite the end of my pen unconsciously as my eyes travel down to her well endowed breasts. She looks up at me. I gulp and look back to my paper. I glance up at her and she’s smirking at me. My face turns red and I quickly look back at my paper. The bell rings and she stands up.

“The seats you are in are your assigned seats for the rest of the year. Turn in the worksheet on my desk in the white bin.”

I stand up and grab my things. I was the last one to walk up to her desk. I set my paper in the bin without any eye contact. I walk to the door.

“Excuse me?”

I turn around and meet my soft brown eyes with her striking blue ones. She grabs my paper and holds it up to me.

“I was hoping to learn your name from your paper but it seems like you forgot to write it down. I hope you weren’t distracted by anything in my class?”

She says with a small smile. My face turns red again.

“Oh, umm no ma’am.”

I walk to her desk and quickly write my name on the paper. She smiles.

“Emily?”

I smile and nod my head. She looks up at me with a sultry smile on her face. I blush.

“Have a nice day Ms. Harper.”

I say as I walk to the door. She smiles and nods her head.

“You too Emily.”

I walk quickly to my locker then out to my car. My mind full of confusion. Did she come on to me? Did she want me? Was I gay? What was I doing? I was checking her out every chance I could, that’s not like me! I sigh in frustration. The rest of the week was the same thing. I repeatedly got caught looking at her gorgeous body while she sat back and smirked at me with amusement. I would blush profusely and quickly advert my eyes. A few weeks after that she called me to her desk after class. I panicked. She was going to confront me about staring at her. That or I was doing my work wrong which I highly doubted. I take a big gulp and grab my things. I walk to the front of the class and she motions for me to sit in the front seat across from her desk as the last student walks out of the room. I cross my legs and nervously look at everything but her. She stands up and walks around her desk to sit on the edge in front of me.

“Emily?”

I raise my eyes to her beautiful face and see a look of concern yet amusement playing at the corners of her lips.

“Emily, I think your getting a little distracted in my class.”

Oh shit. My eyes impulsively flick to the cleavage showcased beautifully by her blue blouse. She catches me looking and cracks a small smile as I blush and look at the floor. It disappears as I look back to her.

“W-What makes you think that M-Ms. Harper?”

I say like a bumbling idiot. She smiles and walks to the door. She pulls down the small blind over the small window all the teachers had on their doors for lunch time privacy. She walks back to me and sits on the desk to my left. She crosses her legs and my eyes roam over her toned calves for a second before quickly staring at the floor and blushing yet again. She leans back and rests on her hands and I look at her face with an effort.

“Well for starters, you tend to let your gaze fall lower than most people and you can’t seem to stop blushing around me. Would you like to tell me something Emily?”

She asks me, already knowing the answer to her question. My mouth drops open but I quickly try to answer her with anything but the truth.

“W-What? No. Ms. Harper, this is a miss understanding. Honestly. I was just staring off into space and-“

She uncrosses her legs and her skirt rides up enough for me too see the black panties she had on underneath the skirt she was wearing. I let out a small gasp and face the front of the room quickly. A feel my pussy getting hotter by the minute and my heart start to pound in my chest. I lick my lips.

“Oh god.”

I say quietly. She smirks at me yet again.

“What were you saying Emily?”

I try my best to continue my sentence.

“I-I was just staring off into space M-Ms. Harper.”

I gulp. I couldn’t even convince a child with my excuse. It was a complete lie and she knew it. She smiles and my breathing gets faster.

“Okay, fair enough. But how do you explain all of this blushing? I would love to know what makes you blush so hard Emily.”

She says huskily as she spreads her legs wider. I see this out of the corner of my eye. I blush again. I’m beyond tempted to look at her but I make sure I don’t.

“How about you turn to me?”

She says softly. I gulp and slowly turn to her, my eyes glued to the floor. I hear a smile behind her words.

“Look at me Emily.”

I start to look up at her face but my eyes open wide when I find myself staring in between her legs. I bite my lip and let out a soft moan. She smiles and reaches over to my chin. Her soft skin tilts my head to look up at her. I blush as I stare into her eyes. She tries to hide her satisfaction.

“Back to my original question. Would you like to tell me something Emily?”

I don’t say anything for the longest time and I think she was getting impatient because she raises her eyebrows for an answer. I gulp.

“I…I get distracted in your class because I think your really h-hot Ms. Harper…I can’t keep my eyes off of you.”

I say as I stare her in the eyes and blush harder than I was before. She smirks and gets off of the desk.

“That’s what I thought. Would you like to tell me anything else? Is there…”

She says as she lets go of my chin and walks to her desk. She leans against it and stands with her legs apart.

“Something you would like to do Emily?”

I gasp. She wanted me to eat her out.