I'm now nineteen and I have had a crush on my high school homeroom teacher since my freshman year. I'm not a lesbian and I really like guys but there is just something about Ms. K that attracts me. She's real cute, young and has a great body. She's sexy and all the guys would talk about her. I graduated last year and last Friday I skipped my last class at the community college and decided I would visit Ms. K before she left for the day.
When I got there and went to her room she seemed pleased to see me and gave me a hug. She told me to grab a seat and we began to talk. After about fifteen minutes or so I confessed to her that I've always had a crush on her. She told me she was flattered. She asked me what kind of crush and I started to get embarrassed because I didn't know what to say and I wished I had never brought up the subject. All I could say was, "you know." Ms. K gave me a big smile and said, "no, I don't know." Then came the following statements which I will never ever forget. Here's what was said,
"do you still have this crush?" I told her I did.
"Do you like looking at me?" I said yes.
"Do you sometimes want to kiss me?" Again, I said yes.
"Have you ever thought of touching me?" Another yes.
"Where do you want to touch me?" I said nothing.
"Do you think of touching my tits?" My face felt like it was on fire. I answered yes.
"Would you like to see them?" Yes again.
"Would you like to play with my nipples?" I nodded my head.
At this point I felt somewhat dizzy. My heart was pounding and my hands were shaking. I had tons of butterflies in my belly and around my pussy. She then said, "look." She was wearing a dress and she opened her legs and raised her knees slightly. I looked all the way up to her crotch. She wore dark green panties. I so much wanted to put my hand up her dress but I sat frozen. She then said, "I bet you would love to lick it wouldn't you?" I whispered yes. She then asked me if I would like her to lick mine. I said, "yes, please." Ms. K asked me if I would like her to put a finger or two up my "little cunt hole." I told her I would. She said, "how about a finger up your rectum." I just nodded my head. "Would you maybe want something bigger in your butt?" I told her I would. She said, "it might hurt." I told her that was OK. She said, "I have just the right thing for you."
At this point the questions stopped and Ms. K said she was going to think about our little conversation. She had me give her my cell number and she said to give her a few days and she would call me. She then asked me if I was now going to go home and finger fuck myself. I simply said yes. Ms. K then put her hand up her dress between her legs. I knew she was touching herself. She took out her hand and I could smell that female scent. She stuck out her middle finger towards me and told me to suck it. I eagerly took her finger into my mouth and sucked until she pulled it out.
It's only been two days since my visit and I've not yet heard from her. On Friday night I jilled until I came while thinking about what happened to me a few hours before. I'll never forget this experience as long as I live. I don't think I'll ever feel as excited sexually as I did that afternoon in her classroom. I jump every time my cell rings. I really don't know if she was just teasing me and trying to arouse me or if she was serious about getting together. I guess I'll just have to wait.