Again, this one didnt just happen, but I'm feeling awfully share-y tonight so I figured I'd tell you depraved slut lovers about the time I fucked my biggest teacher crush in the back of her car.

So.

When I was in high school, I had a very attractive science teacher we'll call Tammy, since that's her first name. Tammy is about 5'4", slightly thicc but with the extra in all the right places, long curly black hair, and the cutest laugh. She was that teacher who would say 'ah screw it" and blow off the lesson for the day in favour of something fun. She was always in a good mood, talked like one of the teens, and was just a really nice person.

So, obviously, everyone who liked women at the school were down bad for Tammy. She was always seen being flirted with by the other teachers, despite the fact that her husband also worked at the school, and more than once I saw male students out right hit on her, sometimes super inappropriately (like grabbing her ass when she was bent over).

In high school, nothing ever happened, though I swear a few times when I was in twelfth grade (and 18) she outright hit on me. I was too chicken to reply in any sort of affirmative way, and I don't think she'd have honestly done anything with me then, but she was a fun person and I'm sure she enjoyed messing with anyone who found her attractive.

But then I graduated, and despite not moving far away, I didn't see Tammy for almost a decade.

Then, last year, I'm coming out of the dentist's office (routine checkup, no work thankfully) and run into Tammy in the elevator down to the parking garage of the building my dentist is in. Despite the changes I'd gone though (was about 6 months on estrogen and dressed femme that day), she recognized me and managed to very politely ask if I was the same person in her class all those years ago. I said yes, and she immediately began to compliment me on all my changes.

So we take the elevator down, and the whole time post reintroduction she's complimenting me and touching my hand, and arm. When we exit the elevator I point the direction I'm going and she asks if I'm driving. I admit I still don't have my license, and that I was going to bus it home, but she says she's got time and we should go for coffee. I'm just beaming because she looks exactly the same and is being SO nice to me, so I agree to go. She interlocks arms with me, and leads me to her Jeep, and we both get in the front.

So we get in, and she shuts the door, and then she's like "Wait," and starts looking around. Like a dumbass, I start looking around too, wondering what she's looking for, and I'm turned away when she puts her hand on my leg. My head swivels back around, and she's leaned across the center console towards me with a serious look on her face, and she asks me really quietly, "Do you still like women?"

Somehow, despite my brain going into wtf mode, I manage to nod, and she follows that up with 'Do you want to come to the back seat?"

The next thing I know I'm sitting in the back seat and she's climbing in with me. She slips expertly into my lap straddling me, and peels off her shirt right in my face, her big, beautiful, perfect breasts bouncing into view barely captured by a pretty black bra, which she had undone and dropped before I could even manage to compose myself. She looks me in the eyes, her tits inches from my face, and asks if they're as nice as I thought they'd be.

Now at this point, my brain is wondering if this is a dream, but my body wants her wya too bad to care either way. I manage a "They're amazing" before beginning to peel my own clothes off.

What felt like two seconds later, we're both almost completely naked and she's got a hold of my cock, putting it inside her and dropping her hips such that I slide right in. She makes a really cute noise, sort of like a yelp but on an inhale breath, and then smiles and kisses me, beginning to ride me in slow raises and quick drops.

I don't know exactly how long she bounces like that, but it was a good while. Even six months in my orgasms were taking longer than pre-transition, and she beat me to the punch, gushing in my lap. I began to push her hips back and forth, and she got the hint and kept going, her bouncing getting a little less controlled and a lot more needy.

A few minutes later, I grab her and moan softly into her ear about how I'm close and don't want to create a problem. She laughs, and just says 'birth control, honey" as she started to really put some grind into her bouncing.

So I kissed her like she was my wife, and came inside her.

Afterwards, she helped me clean up, and I did the same for her. We moved out of the wet spot we'd created and managed to dress ourselves, giggling and smiling the whole time. We both climbed back into the front seat, she asked if I still wanted coffee (I was parched!), and we headed to the drive through before she took me home.

Now to be clear before someone asks, this was a one off (we didn't exchange numbers or anything and neither of us are social media people or listed anywhere), and I haven't run into her or heard from her since, but I will NEVER forget fucking my hot teacher in the back seat of her car. 🤭