He was in his thirties, cute, and smart, and he was really very nice to me. I had such a huge crush on him and I spent every second I could around him. But I knew he had a wife and kid, and also I was his student so nothing would happen.

Looking back there were definitely some red flags that some other people noticed, but I was blind. It's why the rumor got started in the first place. There were three occasions where he gave me a ride home after school. Of course I was thrilled to be alone with him, but I never thought it would go anywhere, or that it might be seen as problematic.

Then I turned 18, and just recently broke up with my first boyfriend. Once again he was super nice to me and I spent my afternoons after school helping him out with stuff. That's when he asked for my help with a weekend fundraiser event. Of course I agreed.

That weekend he picked me up, and I helped him all day with the fundraiser. Then it was time to take me home. We talked and laughed the whole way, and then when we got in front of my house I risked it all and gave him a hug goodbye. He didn't try to stop me or anything and I was so happy.

When I pulled away I lingered for a moment, and he looked down at my lips for just a fraction of a second. I threw myself at him and kissed him hard. I was so aggressive, I wanted him so bad. I shoved my tongue in his mouth and he actually reciprocated. My head was spinning and my heart was pounding, but I couldn't stop. He might realize what we were doing and end things. Of course looking back I realize that was never going to happen.

We made out for several minutes, but he refused to make any other moves. I was the one who moved his hand to my breasts, and then he started squeezing and kneading them. I was the one who started rubbing his dick over his pants and undoing his belt. I was the one who took it out, and I was the one who leaned over and started sucking his cock.

He never made any moves or encouraged me to do anything, and yet I was hungrily boobing my head in his lap, greedily sucking his perfect cock, and moaning like a slut. I was so eager to please, and I gave him the best blowjob I could. He rewarded me with more cum than I could swallow, but I did my best anyway. Some spilled out of my mouth, but I licked it all up after I swallowed the rest.

After that he thanked me, but said he had to get home, and I should go too. I kissed him again and then we said good bye. The following week he told me that it was a mistake and couldn't happen again, and I was devastated. For about a week.

Shortly after that I latched onto another much older man who frequented my place of work, and that is a whole other story.

But the rumors of me fucking my teacher weren't that far off.