It was my boyfriend's birthday. I (f21) had prepared him (m24) a nice, exciting day. Little did he know that the most exciting thing was yet to come. After we ate dinner, I took him to my room. Once there, he could see that my bed was full of rose petals, and with them was my present for him. After he opened this, I did not give him time to put the package away. Instead, I blindfolded him and pushed him onto the bed on which I had tied straps earlier that day. I attached his arms and legs, and despite him being stronger than me he let me. In any other situation, I knew I would be the one to lay there, but now I knew I was the one in charge.

My boyfriend is a teacher, and I have already been able to unravel his fantasy of a horny student. Lucky for him, I've always wanted to be his little student. I get extremely horny at the idea of having sexual interaction with him as my teacher. When I would see myself sitting in his class, I knew that just by looking at him, I would get very wet and find it hard not to touch myself. This preferably where he can clearly see it from the front of the class.

I had no choice but to act on this fantasy that day. I caressed him occasionally while he lay there, and undressed myself in the meantime. Under my clothes, I wore red lingerie consisting of a lace bra, garter belt, and thong. From my closet, I took out a short checkered student skirt, a white shirt, and high white socks. I put these on and began to further satisfy my boyfriend. I teased him by kissing him lower and lower. And when I was almost to his dick, I went a little higher again. I could read the pleasure and eagerness for more on his face. Of course, I couldn't keep him waiting too long. Before he knew it, he could feel my tongue going over the head of his cock. Not much later, I took him completely into my mouth. I let my tongue dance all over his cock. I could hear him moaning. That made me wet, very wet. I couldn't wait any longer and sat down on him. With that, I did this, I felt him very deeply and couldn't help but moan. I still live at my parents' house, and we were not alone in the house, so there is a chance that this was heard. That didn't stop me from keeping going. I moved my hips back and forth and noticed on his face how hard he was enjoying it with me. I saw how eager he was to take off his blindfold and watch the scene. I continued for a moment, then moved my mouth up to his right ear and whispered, "Take me hard, Mister (his last name)."

With that said, I pulled his blindfold off. His eyes reflected his lust, and he grinned in response to my words. At that moment, I knew he was going to fuck me to pieces. I felt how much he appreciated my outfit. I saw this on his face, but I also felt how his cock was getting even harder inside me. The cuffs on the bed were not as tight as I had imagined, and he had wriggled himself out of them. Still sitting on him, he gave a few deep thrusts, after which he removed me from him and left me lying on the bed with my ass up. He began to take me hard, doggy-style, and I could do nothing more than moan and hold tight to the sheets of the bed.

This was just the beginning of an evening full of lust and pleasure.