Hi, my name is Henry, and this is not a story. It’s the ultimate high-school male fantasy, which fortunately came true in my case. And you are the lucky lot who gets to hear me recounting it first-hand. I am a high-school kid- eighteen, six feet, blue eyes, blonde hair- the type that got hit with a load of testosterone during puberty and suddenly became the talk of the school from the ignored backbencher. The attention was initially quite thrilling. But soon I realised the high school girls were not really my type. They were whiny, loud, and usually too skinny. I loved curvy women, someone like Madame Lisa. Oh! I haven’t told you guys about her yet.
She is the art teacher in our school. Every guy in the neighbourhood grew up with a crush on her. She has always looked the same. Her body was meaty but in a good way. Her hair was straight and would bounce against her ass as she walked. She dressed impeccably- there was no exception to this once till today. If there was any one woman I wanted, it was her. But her image was spotless. No one ever heard of affairs or flings, though she was a very attractive single mother in a neighbourhood that fantasized about her every day. Never in my life did I expect to get lucky the way I did.
It happened during the school excursion. We went camping in a local campsite. The kids and teacher stayed in different tents on opposite sides of the campfire circle. Lisa’s tent was adjacent to mine. I was staying with another couple of guys from my class. We were overjoyed that Ma’am was staying this close. The first few days were uneventful, except that all three of us grew quite friendly and close to Ma’am. I felt she gave me some special attention among all of us. Her eyes would occasionally linger a little too long over my muscles or my boyish face.
During our school excursion, on that particular day, Ma’am stayed back at camp when everyone else was going off for a hike to a waterfall nearby. I do not know what came over me, but I lied to my class teacher to excuse me as I felt nauseous. The other guys jeered at me, called me a pussy, but none guessed my real reason. Lisa, however, looked at me suspiciously. We were the only ones in the campsite. We sat by the bonfire area and chatted. She coaxed me to know why I really stayed behind. I blabbered to her face that I did so for her. She looked me in the eye silently. There was shock, surprise, and perhaps a hint of naughtiness in her eyes.
She moved closer while holding my face in her hand and kissed. I kissed her back instinctively. My hands quickly moved down to her waist, but she pushed them away, saying how guys my age simply do not know the art of making love. I was surprised, but told her in desperation to teach me. She got up and walked towards her tent while gesturing for me to follow her. We were inside the tent, and she sat down with her legs spread apart. She was slowly taking off every bit of clothes she had on. Her naked body was so curvy- her boobs were like ripe melons and jiggled every time she moved.
She instructed me to come to her and bury my face in her boobs. I need not be told twice and pounced on her. I started sucking and kissing her boobs while my hands travelled down to her pussy. She was gyrating her hips forward, making it easier for me to access her clit. Her hands were roughly yanking at my trousers, and soon my boner was out.
She looked rather impressed with my size and bent down to give a quick lick and kiss on the tip. I felt like my precum was already pouring out. I was really hard and wanted to penetrate her.
She seemed to get my desperation and was thoroughly enjoying it. Suddenly, she pushed me backwards and I lay down. She climbed on top of me and started bouncing up and down on my dick. I squeezed her boobs and started playing with them. My hands travelled all over her curves, and I pinched and squeezed every inch of her. I could feel her warm wetness engulfing my dick and making me inch towards cumming.
I moved my hand down to her clit and started rubbing it while she was jumping up and down on my dick. She was moaning slightly, and slowly it was getting louder. I could count the sweat beads on her face, and it made her look prettier than ever. I sat up swiftly, wrapped my hands around her waist, and pulled her closer. Her soft boobs were pressing on my chest as I kissed her full on the lips. Then, with another swift movement, I put her underneath me and started pumping her with my juices from the top of her.
I flipped her over and made her get on all fours. Then I started fucking her hard from behind and wrapped my fingers in her hair, holding it like a harness. In another ten minutes, I felt her pussy tighten around my dick, and a gush of warm liquid poured down my thighs.
The feeling made me lose control, and soon I was orgasming too. I quickly pulled out and unloaded all my seed over her ass. Once we were both done, we lay down beside each other and panted. I was slowly letting it sink in that I just had a fling with my high school teacher and that too during school excursion. Madame Lisa was, however, up and getting dressed. She gave me a swift smile, told me to go back, and that we would never see each other if I blabber. Now I know why her image is impeccable.