I’m a teacher who had sex inside of my classroom

I posted a few stories about hooking up with a mom of one of the kids I used to teach. This is a continuation of that story- you can look at my history for the other parts.

It had been a few weeks since I'd seen Celeste, and I was starting to think she had forgotten about me… but…she was showing up at school more, always in yoga pants. Any time I would make an attempt to talk about her, she would find away to exit the conversation. It felt like she enjoyed messing with me, more than she was actually interested.

Meanwhile, I was miserable. Sex with Celeste had opened up something insatiable with me, and I needed more. Every night I would go home and get off to the thoughts of her silky smooth pussy, small firm tits, and hard toned body…

The end of the year was quickly approaching when I got an email form the PTA and Celeste, asking myself and several other teachers if we would help chaperone the overnight lock-in that was held yearly for students graduating middle school. This was an event that always took place a week before graduation, the PTA threw an all night party in which parents and teachers helped chaperone.

This was a terrible idea. I was assigned to help chaperone the "all night dance" in the gym, while Celeste was no where to be found. "She's just fucking with me", I thought to myself as the night was getting closer to ending, "I don't even think she's here."

It was around 3am when I fell asleep laying on one of the gyms bleachers… I was awoken a few minutes later. "Hey, why don't you go to your classroom, lock the door and get an hour of sleep." It was Ms. Dixon, one of the other 8th grade teachers. "I can cover the gym for a little bit by myself."

I got up from the bleacher and walked to my classroom. I was over it all and thought about leaving the school all together, but with only a few hours left before the event was over, I could stick it out after a quick nap at my desk.

I must have been asleep for 20 minutes when I heard a soft knock at my door. I ignored it at first, but when it happens for a 2nd time, I got up to see who it was. I walked over to the door and opened it slightly to see Celeste standing there, wearing an orange and red sundress that matched my schools colors. My heart skipped a beat.

She stepped into my room, but didn't close the door. "Hey," she said, " I'm sorry to interrupt your nap. I told Ms. Dixon I had a question about the projector for the movie. Someone said you might know how to get the picture a little clearer."

"This bitch really woke me up to talk about the fucking projector," I thought to myself.

Celeste laughed, "Don't worry, I'm not here to talk about the projector. I'm not some fucking bitch."

Good start.

"Why are you here?" I asked her in a somewhat stern voice. "It seems like you really just like messing with me."

She giggled again. "I do like messing with you, but that's not what I'm doing. It's like I said, this divorce is going to be messy and I don't want to drag you through it."

"I'm 26, not a child," I told her angrily, "you know your kid would be failing if I hadn't talked to half of the staff."

She looked like she was going to cry. I wondered if I had gone too far.

"I know," she said, looking down at the ground. "This hasn't been easy on him and my ex husband knows it. He's trying to play nice. I think it could be over soon. Until then, you need to forget about me."

Pursuing her felt pointless. Dejected I nodded yes and was about to see her out when I saw her mouth form a half smile "I got an idea," she started, "maybe you could teach me what my son has missed so I can help him at home." I was tired and was in no mood for games. I started to tell her know, but she stopped me. "I don't think you get what I'm saying. Teach me a lesson."

She shut the door and brushed up against me rubbing her hand across the front of my pants when she passed by, sitting in the front middle seat.

I stepped up in front of the room unsure of what to do, I snapped into teaching mode and started to go over the Pythagorean Theorem.

"This is boring," she said to me.

Fuck this. She tells me to teach and then calls it boring. I'm exhausted and over everything "Celeste, I'm tired and I'm really not in the mood to play any games."

She stood up and took my hand. "Hey, look. I'm really sorry that I can't be in contact with you right now and I promise, that when I don't have to worry about getting caught by my ex, then I would like to spend more time with you. But, for right now, you have two options. Either mope around and don't get laid, or play along and fuck me on your desk."

She could tell by the look on my face what my answer was and sat down.

"When I was in Catholic school they would hit the bad kids with rulers. What would you do if someone was disrespectful in your class?" She asked, guiding me into her fantasy. "Why don't you start your lesson over?"

I started talking about the Pythagorean Theorem again, this time ready to play into Celestes fantasy. She hiked up her sundress and sat with her legs spread, grinding her bare pussy into the edge of the chair she sat on. I could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"Celeste, you know theres a dress code and you are clearly in violation. This is distracting to everyone in the room."

I walked up to the desk she was sitting at, the kind that all middle school classrooms had in the 2000s, the seat completely attached to desk itself and open only at one side. My cock, hard and still inside my pants, level with her eyes. "If you're going to be a distraction, there's going to be consequences. Stand up." She stood up.

For the first time since I had met her, I felt in control. "Arms up" I said sternly. She listened.

I lifted her sundress leaving her in just her bra and the sandals she was wearing. Her pussy now had a small mound of hair growing from her once bald pubis. She smiled and bit her lip before saying, "I wanted to keep a little secret from you, I know you've noticed how often I've been wearing yoga pants."

"Don't talk when I'm talking," I said, grabbing her gently by the neck. "Turn around and bend over."

I went over to a closet and took out a wooden meter stick. Grabbing it halfway I tapped the stick against my hand as I came back to Celeste, bent over with her legs spread, and her hands on my desk. I smacked her gently across her ass.

"You're going to need to hit me harder than that if you want me to listen," she mocked me.

Filled with frustration and lust, I smacked her again, harder than intended. Celeste dropped to her knees, moaning with delight.

"Stand up." She did and I hit her again, with the same force as before. She fell again, curling into a little ball, convulsing from an intense orgasm as she twitched on the floor.

"Maybe you're more of a hands on learner. Get up, sit on my desk." This time it was me getting on my knees, I pulled Celeste's pussy towards my face, wet from the pleasure she just experienced.

Every graduating 8th grader takes Sex Ed. As the only male 8th grade teacher in the building, I was always tasked with this assignment.

"Here's your labia major," I started sucking on the outside of her pussy. "It protects all the gentle areas inside of you." I moved my mouth around the outside of her. She moaned loudly, grabbing her breast with one hand. "And inside, you have your labia minora." I spread her pussy open, kissing the inside of her pussy, gently rolling my tongue between the inside and outside of her pussy Celeste moaned again, telling me softly not to stop. I asked if she was listening to her teacher.

"For the love of god, just don't stop." She trembled close to another orgasm.

"And here's your clitoris. It's protected by a thin layer of skin, that if you pull back." I gently sucked her clit, she pushed my head away from her and her abs tensed up. And did everything she could to keep from screaming.

"You little slut," I replied back sternly. "When your Dad here's about what you did to my room, he's going to hit you harder than I just did. Unless… maybe we could make a deal."

"I'd do anything," Celeste groaned.

I stood up and pushed Celeste flat on my desk and turned her to her side. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, ready to conquer Celeste's tight little body. I pushed her cheek down against my desk do her face hung over slightly and told her to open her mouth.

Holding her head still with my hand, I thrust my cock deep down her the her open throat, causing her to gag.

"I thought you'd sucked a cock before." I looked at her disappointingly. I flipped her around and told her to spread her legs. I put the tip of my cock on the opening of her pussy and slid it in about an inch, holding still for a moment to listen to her moan.

"Keep going" she said breathlessly.

I shoved my cock forcefully into her small pussy, surprising her and causing her to cum again. "You don't get a break this time," I told her, my cock still inside of her.

While she continued to twitch, I continued to slide in and out of her slowly, each thrust causing her to spasm further.

"I'm gonna pass out," she said, sounding like she was. "I want you to fill me up."

I moved my hips faster, getting closer to orgasm. As my cock swelled right before I exploded into her, she pulled me close, moving me deep inside of her. I came with such force and volume that it still dripped from her as I pulled out.

I laid with her on my desk for what seemed like forever, falling asleep with her in my arms. Not more than 30 minutes later I woke to her kissing me on the cheek.

"Hey, I gotta get back to this. I've already been gone too long," Celeste said. "You're not going to hear from me again until all this is wrapped up, but I promise you will. Having sex with my teacher was always one of my biggest fantasy's and it lived up to everything. This isn't the last time we'll be together if you don't want it to be."

Delirious with exhaustion I nodded yes. I did understand that her cutting meoff for a little while wasn't about me.

She came and kissed me again. "Hey, since you did this for me… is there anything you've ever wanted to try?" Celeste asked.

It would be a few months until I heard from Celeste again…