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Back in my first year of college, I had a huge, huge crush on one of my

teachers, and his name was Mr. Mason.

I used to always just stare at him in class and just stare at his dick and

try to imagine what it would look like and how big it was.

What you were doing instead of studying?

Oh, yeah.

Whenever we were taking tests, he would walk around and look at all of our

papers, and I would always make sure that my shirt was just enough down that

nipple would be peeking out, and I would really hope it would turn him on.

Did you catch him looking at her or anything like that?

I think so, but I just, I don't know how to tell, really. Like, I

don't know. He kind of likes to act like he's, like, just my teacher.

But one of my favorite things, this is crazy.

On Fridays, he would put on the projector and turn off all the lights.

So I would put my finger in my pussy and just move it around and try to make

myself come.

But I couldn't because there were so many other students around. But I would

so close looking at Mr. Mason.

No one ever saw you fingering yourself?

Mm -mm. Not even Mr. Mason. And I wanted him to.

Really? So you ever wanted to have sex with this guy?

Well, I tried all year.

I would go to the parking lot where he parks his car, and I would see him

standing there, and I would always try to flirt with him and give him little

looks, and he just would never really catch on.

Well, this is just a really big confession, but I

used to take things that were off his desk and take them home.

use them to play with myself just the thought that they were his and

that he touched it just turned me on so I would use them to play with

myself and it would be all wet just covered in my pussy juices and cum and

then I would just put it back on his desk so he wouldn't notice

Bye.

And even one time, I went to the store and bought an apple, and

then I took it home, and I was playing with my pussy so much, and I came really

good, and I wiped it all over the apple, and then I gave it to Mr. Mason,

and I watched him eat it and just imagined him eating my pussy.

Did you ever have sex with him or not? This is like a lot of flirting. Is this

going on throughout the whole year?

Well, not quite because by the end of the semester, I realized that I wouldn't

have him as my teacher anymore. I have all different teachers. So I decided to

just go to his room and go up to him after class and just tell him what was

going on. Just tell him that I want to have sex with him.

And while I did, I went there and have us all.

prepared to tell him what i've been waiting to tell him but he was just

to another teacher and just told me to just wait in his room and i just at that

point just so frustrated and impatient and i grabbed his phone and i started

looking through it to see what he had going on and he was just looking at so

much porn and not just porn just cheerleader porn he was looking

at so much cheerleader porn like all different kinds like just

all cheerleaders and there was this one video that he had watched like 200

times or something and it was just this like little cheerleader girl that just

was like bouncing her butt and like begging for cum and like begging to be

spanked i mean i guess i

Definitely got an idea from that, because I knew what he liked.

Yeah,

he was distracted, so I just quick took a look, and I definitely found some

useful information.

Then the next day, I ended up borrowing my sister's cheerleader outfit,

and then I showed up to his desk.

Chloe, hi.

How are you?

I'm fine, but... I just wanted to show you some tears.

I've been practicing, I've gotten really good. What is this? You're not on the

cheer squad.

Yeah, I mean, great.

Why? Do you like it?

I guess, yeah.

Well,

I thought you would really, really like it.

What do you mean?

Then I told him that I knew a little secret about how much he loves

and that I could be the perfect, the puffiest cheerleader if he wants me to.

The other day, I saw what was on your phone.

Oh, my God. What does he do?

What happens? Tell me.

Well... Chloe. It seems like you really like cheerleaders, and clearly, if

you're fantasizing about them, you must have never really had one, so I'll be

your perfect cheerleader, Mr. Mason, please.

You saw that on my phone?

Yeah, come on.

Spank me.

Stop.

Oh, my God,

Mr. Mason.

Oh, yes.

Oh, that's so good.

I knew it would turn you on.

Oh, your cock is so nice and hard.

Oh, Mr.

Mason, you're such a big cock.

That's exactly how I imagined it.

Oh, wow.

Oh.

Oh.

um um

Oh, fuck.

uh -huh

Is this your first tea, Mr. Mason?

I guess you know now.

um um

um um

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God.

I thought you just paid attention in my class because you were interested in the

subject matter.

I've been staring at your car.

I love you.

Oh my God.

oh yes oh my god yes oh yes

Fuck, I just need to say it.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Oh, yeah.

I want you to come for me, Mr. Mason.

Mr. Mason, I want to taste your cup. I want you to come all over my face.

Let me taste your cup.

Give me your cup, Mr. Mason.

Really? Right in the classroom?

Yeah. Did anyone catch it?

Nope. No.

He fucked you, and then what happens after?

Did you see him again the next day in class?

Well, then the semester was over, so maybe I'll see him around, but, you

it's not the same not having him as my teacher.