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Maths Teacher

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Submitted by: Matthew Age: 23 now, 14 then Gender: Male

When I was 14 and in high school I had a major crush on my maths teacher. Looking back now she was of average looks but I wasn't great at her subject and she was always very patient and caring and had the time to help me out.

I was masturbating furiously at this age, probably three or four times a day, and often woke up in wet sticky boxers from a dream about her. It developed to the point where my lust for her was so strong that I'd rarely walk into her class without getting a raging erection, and learnt to wear tight underwear to hide my arousal.

One day I couldn't take it anymore and with my hand in my trouser pocket began to lightly stroke the head of my hard, leaking cock. I was engrossed, and within minutes had exploded in orgasm, filling my underwear with hot cum. This became habit and I reguarly creamed my school uniform under the desk in her class. I thought it was my little secret.

Sometimes toward the spring break of the year she asked to speak to me after class as I came into the room. This wasn't unusual and I didn't think anything of it, but didn't want to approach her covered in cum in case she smelt it or saw a stain so I refrained from my usual masturbation session. By the time the end of class came I was leaking pre cum all over the place and my cock was twitching, begging to be touched. I almost hobbled to her desk, hoping it wouldn't take long so I could go to the toilet for a quick cum, and she asked me to sit down.

Thus proceeded a very embarrassing conversation about how she'd noticed my arousal in her classroom and consequent masturbation, and how she understood how strong the urge could be (at which point I almost exploded in my pants imagining her being that turned on) but it wasn't an appropriate place. I just nodded shamefully, head hung, completely humiliated. She asked me if it happened in other classes or just hers. I said the latter, she asked me if I had a crush on her. I nodded, figuring it couldn't get any worse at this point. She said she was flattered.

Then she asked me if I had an erection at the moment. Slightly flabbergasted I looked up and she said she'd noticed I hadn't masturbated in her class today and figured I must be very aroused right now. Feeling bolder, I told her I was close to cumming in my pants. She walked across the room and locked the door, came back to her desk. My cock began to twitch excitedly. She asked me if I'd like to take care of my hard on before I went home.

"Right here?!" I asked. She nodded.

"If you like, you seem to like watching me while you do it". Well, I didn't need telling twice. I unzipped my flies and yanked my ragingly hard cock out. It sat straight up, against my shirt.

"Go on, finish yourself off Matt" she told me. I felt a pulse in my balls and without even touching my cock I exploded all over my shirt, closing my eyes and grunting. When I opened them again she was sitting watching me.

"Better?" She asked. I shook my head, feeling very bold now.

"I'm still hard, I need to cum again" I said hoarsely. She raised her eyebrows.

"My, you are a virile young thing. Do you need a hand?" I nodded and she indicated the desk that sat between us.

"Sit on here" she instructed. I came and sat on her desk, my cum covered cock rubbing on my nylon school shirt. I was expecting a handjob so when she bent down and suck my head into her mouth I cried out with pleasure. She looked up.

"Oh God, Miss..." I moaned. She went back down on me. Immediately I felt my balls tensing, unable to hold back. It'd only been 3 minutes since I'd last cum but I was going to explode again.

"Miss, I can't hold it" I said urgently. She reached up and squeezed my balls. That was it. Stream after stream of cum erupted from me, into her mouth and then all over my trousers, shirt and the desk. It was the biggest load I'd ever produced and I was panting as it subsided.

She smiled.

"You better go and clean up before you go home" she said.

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