I will always remember the first time I had sex. It was the way every guy hoped it would happen. But I never bragged about it because I didn’t want Ms. Summer to get in trouble for the things we did in the classroom that afternoon. It was more than any young man had a right to wish for, and I was lucky enough to be in the right spot at the right time.

“Johnny, I need you to stay after today so we can go over this paper.” She said the day of my 18th birthday. She placed her hand on my shoulder stopping me before I left. Then she shut the door after everyone had walked out. She wore an ankle length red plaid skirt and a black top. She kept staring at me, but it didn’t look like I was in trouble.

I sat back at my desk and expected her to pull one up beside me when she sat on her own table in front of me. “Maybe you would better understand and write about Salmon reproduction if you knew a little more about reproduction.” She said as she reached up and took something out of her hair letting rich blonde curls fall to her shoulders. “Would you like to know a little more about reproduction, Johnny?” She said.

I sat stunned as she unbuttoned her black silk blouse exposing two, high round breasts. She bid me to come over and I stumbled from my seat. She gestured for me to kiss her breasts, and as I did so I felt my prick grow uncomfortably hard. Just as I started to get excited and nibble faster, she pulled my head away to her other breast. She then grabbed my hand and placed it up her skirt. She wore no panties, and I was so turned on I thought for sure I was going to spurt in my pants.

She then pushed my head between her legs, and I was amazed at the warm, damp scent of her mound. I had never been this close to a pussy before, and the sight was amazing. I licked carefully between her lips and then grew more eager. Again she stopped me by grabbing my head and steering me to stand in an upright position. She hiked her skirt up even further and unzipped my pants. Her grasp on my shaft was warm and exciting. She pulled me close and guided me in while moaning softly. She felt tight and wet, and I started pumping faster and harder.

“Oh.” She groaned and said, “Slow and hard, grind against me” She started withering and moaning softly, “Yes like that, oh harder.” I felt her start to clench around my prick and immediately lost control spurting inside of her. She bit my shoulder hard and came, her pussy twitching around my shaft.

She pushed me back and started fixing her clothes.

“I hope you’ll hand in a rewritten version of that essay on Monday.” She said and winked, “Make sure to incorporate these changes.”