My Favourite Teacher

Before I begin, let me tell you a bit about myself. Firstly, my name is Jonathon Alexander and I am the music teacher at Middle Night School. As the youngest teacher in the school I am only 25 years old only a few years older than my students, most of whom are 18-19. Looks-wise I don't think I am anything special, six foot four in height I am slim with dark brown hair and dark eyes. Without my stubble I look too young, like one of my students so I always have 'designer stubble' as they call it. The best thing about my body? I'd have to say my cock but you can't go around showing it to everyone. It's a decent 6 inches, not too big but not too small, I like to think it pleases.

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My name is Jezzabelle Roache, or cockroach as I have always been called. I have always been bullied, ever since I was little because I have always been larger, plump as my Dad used to call it. I'm 19 years old and in my final year at Middle Night School, I take four A-Levels and I'm expected to do pretty well in all of them; they say I'm rather intelligent. To say I have always had a lack of confidence is an understatement, being bullied meant I hated the way I looked. Just so you know I am five foot nine and around a size UK 18. My eyes are terrible, I'm as blind as a bat so wear thin black framed glasses, my eyes are a dark murky blue. My redeeming features are my hair, I have long brown curly hair which has streaks of natural red in it and I always leave it down and my breasts, at a 38DD they are like a shelf.

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It's hard to be around young people all the time, as their teacher you want to tell them off for their misbehaviour but as a young man myself sometimes I want to encourage them. They see me as a prude because I stick to my job and let my sterner side win, I do tell them off. However my manly ways do stick with me unfortunately but I manage to control it, kind of. There is one student of mine whom I have always had a real soft spot for. Jezzabelle Roache is my top student, she has such a musical talent it is inspiring but she hasn't lived an easy life. When her father died a few months ago she opened up to me, she and her mother don't get on and her father was her everything. So when she wanted to come and see me, of course I let her. I'd set my class to work or get a cover teacher and go into my office and spend time with her, even if that was just holding her in my arms.

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Not much changes a person in their life, I believe you are always the same person, it is very rare that one incident will change you. However that happened with me, when my Dad died my whole life became this odd thing, it was as if it was all meant to happen. An awakening. Before then school uniform was a comfort to me, going to a sixth form mean even at 18 I was wearing a school uniform. It used to be black trousers, a white shirt with a tie and a blazer. I would make sure everything was as baggy as possible, that was other than my shirt, I could never get school shirts to fit me so they were always tight on my chest. The buttons used to buckle and expose my bra.

The first few weeks after his death I took it really hard. I couldn't face going to all of my classes where I couldn't stand my teachers so I went to Mr Alexander, he would sit with me and hold me. I told him about the bullying, about how I had no confidence, how I hated the way I looked and he didn't seem to mind. Each time I mentioned how I hated the way I looked he would make a comment about how he knew there was something good underneath all of the clothing, about how if I dressed better he was sure I would gain some confidence. Once everyone saw I wasn't hiding myself any more I wouldn't be bullied. From that day on I took Mr Alexander's advice. I began to wear skinny trousers or a knee length skirt instead of my baggy trousers and my confidence began to soar. I wasn't being bullied half as much anymore, in fact some people actually complimented me!

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I told Jezzabelle to dress well, no more frumpy outfits, I know school uniform isn't meant to be flattering but it could be on her. She sent me into a frenzy during non-uniform week though and that's where this story really begins. On the Monday morning she walked into class and set me on fire. She was effortlessly beautiful, she was wearing skinny black jeans which hugged her thick thighs which looked fantastic in the knee high leather boots she was wearing. This was complemented by a practically see through white vest which hung from her full breasts, she also wore a black and white striped blazer. I had to teach from behind the piano that lesson, I was so hard from seeing her everyone would be able to see, a bunch of horny teenagers especially.

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Ok, I admit I have always had a crush on Mr Alexander, he was gorgeous and his dark brown eyes sent me into a daydream, he was so dreamy. The whole reason I took music at a higher level was because of him, I met him when I was 18 and just looking at him decided my options in the next year for me. I spent hours wondering about what he looked like naked, I could only hope that one day I would see it although I knew this would never actually happen, he was my teacher and relationships were strictly forbidden with students. It didn't stop me from spending hours at home, lying in bed in my underwear, well, most of the time naked playing with myself thinking about him. I would think about taking off his tie, slowly unbuttoning his shirt before kissing him all the way from the lips down his torso before getting to the sweet spot. I wanted to kiss his hips, unbutton his trousers before kissing his cock. That is what I really wanted, his cock. I always hoped it was big, not too big but a nice size for me. I would imagine sucking him off, getting it nice and wet before letting him fuck me however he wanted. It was all fantasy of course, as I said teacher/pupil relationships were strictly forbidden.

That's what I thought anyway, strictly forbidden.

Non-uniform week had always made me feel uncomfortable, girls who were skinny would walk round with the shortest of skirts on, stomachs showing and I was left feeling tubby. However; that was before Mr Alexander had made me feel better, telling me there was a lot more to life than being conscious about how I look. I then realised that if I felt confident in myself everyone would accept me. So for this non-uniform week I went shopping and brought some new clothes, this was going to be the start of the new Jezzebelle Roache.

On the Monday morning I had class with Mr Alexander which always made me happy; I thought it was odd that he taught the whole class from behind the piano, normally he would be out and about around the classroom. It wasn't until I walked over to him to ask him a question that I knew why. I looked down at the piano keys and saw a raging hard on pressing against his trousers. I couldn't take my eyes off of it, it was everything I had ever day dreamed about.

"Yes Jezzebelle?"

"Sorry Mr Alexander, I can't remember what I needed help with..." I drifted off before walking away. My class was full of guys, I was the only girl so either Mr Alexander was gay or his hard on was for me, I got so turned on I had to go to the bathroom and play with myself. Sitting on the toilet I began to rub my clit which was throbbing before delving two fingers into my sopping wet pussy; after fifteen minutes or so I came, and I came hard.

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God she was beautiful. As soon as the lunch bell rang I near enough ran to the staff bathrooms and pulled my cock out. Thank Lord most of the staff were in a meeting this lunch time, the Arts were excused so I was left alone to my own devices. I had my cock out in my hand pumping away thinking of Jezzebelle, she had seen my erection I know that, her eyes didn't move away from it. I imagined ripping that damn vest off of her and pulling her DD tits out to suckle on her nipples, I bet they were lovely dark and big. I wanted to fuck her senseless, I couldn't deny that any longer. I wanted her thick thighs wrapped around my waist as I pounded her over my desk. I knew what it felt like to have a woman cum on my cock but I was wondering what it would feel like to have Jezzebelle cum on my cock, it would be magnificent. At that thought I shot a load down the loo, hell I needed to fuck my student.

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I really wanted my teacher, I wanted Mr Alexander so I threw caution to the wind. The next day I went into school wearing a dress, I hadn't worn a dress for years. It wasn't an ordinary dress though, it was what I called a porn dress. You know in porn movies where the women play secretaries or teachers, they wear the tight dresses with slits up the back and their chests on show, I was wearing one of them. It was bright red and black too. I avoided the music department all day and spent my time up in English doing research. When some of my friends came to join me I asked them if Mr Alexander's class was like normal and they all confirmed it was. He was wandering around the class, dancing around like normal.

Last period, time for music and time to see if I was correct. Mr Alexander was standing up when we all walked in and he lasted maybe a minute before he took a seat behind the piano. When I went to talk to him I saw his hard on again. I couldn't help but bite my lip at the sight of it, God I wanted to devour him.

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She was trying to kill me. The next day she had jeans on but with a white shirt on. Underneath she wore a green lace bra which was extremely visible as the top three buttons of the shirt were undone. We were having our private saxophone lesson, all alone in my classroom at the end of school and I couldn't help myself. She was standing in front of me with a reed in her mouth, normally it was the most unattractive thing ever but today it meant an instant hard on. Her eyes were locked into mine as I watched her tongue glide up the reed before placing it in her mouth and literally suck on it. When she pulled it out some saliva landed on her lip which she slowly licked off.

I was standing behind her as she put her saxophone onto the harness. "It's too low Mister Alexander, can you tighten it up please?"

"Oh... y-y-yes of course I can." My body pressed into her back as I wrapped my arms around her. I couldn't help myself, she turned her head around to face me, her lips inches away from mine as I focused on her harness. I let my fingers glide over her breasts gently as I pulled the mechanism up. In that moment I felt her grind against me, her voluptuous butt was pressed against my hard cock and was moving around in a circle motion.

I watched as she bent over and put her saxophone down before turning to face me. "Mister Alexander are you ok?" She ran her hand down her harness and tugged at it which caused another button to undo.

"Err.." I couldn't think of anything to say, all I wanted to do was fuck her raw.

I gasped as I felt her hand skim my cock, "I think you have a problem Sir. You need to sort this out or we won't be able to have our lesson."

"I...I... have a girlfriend." Stupid but that was all I was able to say, I had no idea what to do.

"If you were happy with her than you wouldn't be so hard when with me Sir."

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I don't know where I got the confidence from, maybe it was the response from him during class the day before I don't know. It could have been because I was so desperate for sex I don't know. When he didn't answer me about why he was hard I got down on my knees and began to unbutton his trousers. Through his pants I could see his cock so decide to kiss it before licking it through his pants. When he groaned I pulled his pants down too and took it in my hand, slowly running my hand up and down his 6 inch length.

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I didn't stop her, I should have but I didn't. She took the tip of my cock in her mouth and that was it, I was hers; I forgot I was her teacher and she was my pupil I just wanted her. Her gaze never ever left mine, she was looking into my eyes as she sucked on my cock. Taking it out of her mouth she held it and licked it ensuring it was dripping with her saliva before fitting my whole length into her mouth which choked her. I couldn't help but run my hands through the long strands of her hair and helping guide her head up and down my length. Pulling it out she began to pump it faster and faster with her hand, "take control Sir, be a good teacher."

With her consent I lost my will to be gentle, to not do this. I grabbed her head and pushed my cock in her mouth fucking it as fast as possible. I choked her, I made her gag but she didn't once complain. Probably because she had cock shoved in her mouth but I carried on anyway. I was so close to cumming I let go of her head, "why did you stop?" She bit her lip and sat back on her knees.

"Because it's time to pleasure you."

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Before I knew it Mister Alexander has picked me up and my legs were wrapped around his waist. There was a mini grand piano in the corner of the room where he carried me to before sitting me on the top. It was everything I wanted, his lips pressed against mine letting me taste him. My lips parted and let his tongue in letting it swirl around, my teacher was making love to me. He unbuttoned the last two buttons on my shirt before pulling it off and unclasping my bra. "You're so bloody beautiful," he whispered to me before bowing his head and sucking on my right nipple. He was working my nipples so well, when his mouth wasn't on one he was rolling the other between his fingers; pinching them ensuring I was turned on. I couldn't help myself but I began to rub my pussy through my trousers; I was soaked and I could feel it. He pushed my hand away and brought his face to within inches of mine. "You're mine now. You don't get to play with yourself anymore. Understand?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good girl, now lift your butt up." I did exactly what he said, I lifted my hips up and let him pull my trousers and small lace knickers down. He bent down so his face were in line with my pussy, "God you're beautiful. I told you you were before but you never believed me." Before I had a chance to answer he licked my slit, parting it with his tongue and licking up some of my juices.

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I needed more of her. She was so amazing and she was there waiting for me, her naked body on the piano. I could feel her body twitching in response to my movements, I was sucking on her, all over. I wanted all of her body, her nipples were as perfect as I had imagined and her pussy was... wow. It wasn't shaven, not completely it was more stubbled, shaven but not all of the time. I sucked on her clit as hard as possible feeling her body spasming as she came closer to an orgasm. I wanted to make her cum so I slid a finger inside her small hole and began to pump her. Looking up she was leaning back on the piano, her back on the top as she tried hard not to move. Quickly I inserted a second, then stretched her to fit a third in, God she was so tight and perfect. "I'm going to cum," she announced and she did, "Sir. Fuck me Sir. Harder. Faster." She let out the biggest gasp I had ever heard before feeling her pussy clamp around my fingers.

After pulling off my own tie and shirt and giving my student a few seconds recovery I pulled her up so her head was level with mine. "I'm going to fuck you now. Ok?"

"Fuck me please. Fuck me Sir." She was panting hard as she smashed her lips into mine. I didn't need to be told twice I pulled her towards the edge of the piano before pushing her knees apart with all my force. I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy teasing her with the very tip before slipping it into her hole.

When I felt a resistance I had to ask her, "you a virgin?"

"Yeah, but please, just fuck me."

"I shouldn't be taking your virginity Jezzebelle."

"If you don't. I'll leave the school and offer it to the first guy I see."

"Shit. I can't have that happen to you. I have a duty as a teacher to keep you safe."

"Fuck me then." I couldn't not fuck her now, I was right in saying I had a duty of care to keep her safe and I wasn't going to let my student get into harm. I held her hips and pushed my cock deep into her feeling her hymen pop as I did. "Oww..." her back was arched and her hands in fists when I looked up at her.

"You ok Jezzebelle?"

"I'm fine, just fuck me. I need it." I did exactly what she asked and I fucked her, it didn't take long for her to start moaning and enjoy the experience.

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He'd taken my virginity, I never thought in a million years this would happen. My body felt like and I tingled he fucked me, his cock moving in and out of my tight pussy. "Harder, please," I begged. He did exactly what I asked, pulling his cock out of my pussy bar the very tip he gripped onto my hips so hard I could feel his nails digging into my skin before thrusting in so hard I screamed. God it felt so good, he did it again and again, harder and harder.

As he was fucking me, his cock now moving at a steadier rhythm after the pounding I begged for his lips found mine. He was becoming rough, his lip biting mine allowing me to nibble back when possible, as his he pinched my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. "I'm going to cum Sir."

"Oh yes Jezzebelle, cum for me," he was moving in and out, faster and harder than before, his teeth pulling at my bottom lip as I came. But I didn't just cum, I exploded, my pussy clamped around his cock as I screamed for him, for Sir to fuck me harder and not to stop.

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She came so hard, the second time harder than the first but I didn't stop fucking her when she came which prolonged her satisfaction. Her body was squirming, writhing on the piano as I continued to pound her tight little pussy. That's what sent me over the edge. "Fuck, Jezzebelle I'm going to cum, are you on birth control?"

"No Sir, cum on me." She pushed me away from her and jumped off of the piano onto the floor.

"Cum on me Sir, come on your student." I did exactly what she told me to, after a few quick strokes I exploded, white ropes of my cum shooting all over her; her face, tits, stomach.

"Mmmm Sir that is a lot of cum." She proceeded to suck the tip of my cock and squeeze all of the cum out. When she realised I was done I watched her scoop the cum up with her fingers and suck on them, she was eating my cum. "You taste so good Sir." I remained silent until she had eaten all of my cum, that's when I helped her onto her feet and pulled her into my arms. I ran my hands over her body feeling all of the curves, the rolls over her body in my hands as we began to kiss once more. "Are you ok Sir? You're awfully quiet."

"I just had amazing sex with a student of mine Jezzebelle. It shouldn't have happened."

"Do you regret it?" Her hand was pressed against my chest as I held her.

"Hell no. Do you?"

"Not at all Sir."

"Same time tomorrow then?"

"Same time tomorrow." She planted a kiss on my lips before walking around the room finding her clothes, I couldn't help but watch her move. I couldn't wait for tomorrow.