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Here he was, ready to take on his last exam. Really, it was his very last exam before graduating. The last obstacle in the way of him finally leaving the school he so despised. Not that he was a bad student or that he got in trouble often. No, he was just an average k**, who had average grades and really didn't bother anyone. Maybe that was just the problem. Being so average made him practically invisible to the girls in his class and the school. On top of that, he wasn't very sociable, which made it even harder to attract any attention from women. As a solution he had thought drinking to be his last resort. If he drank a few beers at a party, he would gain the confidence to go up to a girl and speak to her. Small problem was that once he had had enough to drink to actually go trough with his plan, he was already to drunk to make any sense or sound even remotely interesting. So now the girls who did know him, all thought him a drunkard and didn't want anything to do with him. He hated the fact that now instead of a nonexistent reputation, he had gained a bad reputation. Yes, it was definitely time to move on, leave this town and go to college where he could make new friends and start again.
But for now, Simon was still here, waiting for his turn to enter the classroom and begin his exam.
“As far as stepping stones to freedom go,” Simon thought, “this last exam seems to be a walk in the park.”
The last exam was an oral exam about modern history and this was the subject at school he excelled in. He didn't have to study very hard to get good grades throughout the year and he was certain fortune had smiled upon him by placing the history exam at the end of the exam period. Furthermore, he was the last of his class to take the exam, and when he looked around, he noticed he probably was the last of the school too. The only thing that might have caused him to worry was that this was an oral exam. He would have to face his teacher and answer her questions to her face.
“It is not like I can't explain myself or that I'm afraid of the questions or that I'll stumble over my words. It's just that we have a bit of history,” Simon had said to a friend.
'We' meant him and his teacher. His history teacher was a women late in her thirties called Mrs. Haasse. “Cynthia,” she insisted, and this was exactly why Simon had such an itchy feeling about her. She insisted her pupils should be active and even tried to get a connection with them. This was not how Simon understood teaching.
“Teachers teach and aren't supposed to give a damn about their students being interested or not,” was how he saw it. Furthermore he rather preferred sitting quietly through classes, minding his own business and watching how others tried to humiliate themselves by desperately giving wrong answers. In history class however, he sometimes just had to answer, because no-one else knew the answer and class wouldn't continue until the question had been answered. Usually this meant he answered with a slight disdain in his voice, as though he was saying “why don't you know this, it is supposed to be common knowledge.” Because of this Mrs. Haasse constantly tried to get him more involved in classes, without any success.
But one day, when he was in a particularly good mood, he had answered a question about WW II, without having the others looking around for someone who had the answer.
“Why did the Russians absolutely want to conquer Berlin before the first of may,” she had asked.
“Because the first of may is labor day, which was the communist holiday. It was purely propaganda for the regime,” he had answered and then added, “they wanted everything to look right, they even 'photoshopped' the picture of the communist flag being placed on the Reichstag because one of the soldiers was wearing two watches, indicating he had been plundering.”
“I didn't know that,” she had to admit.
To which he had replied silently, “don't you know anything? And you are supposed to be teaching us,” and then even more silent, while everyone had already started laughing, “stupid cunt.”
She had reacted rather sportingly and throughout the rest of that class she mocked him, by adding “unless mister Simon has anything to add,” or something similar after everything she said. It seemed she didn't forget easily however, because every class from then on she would at least once utter these, putting him in an awkward position while everyone was looking and he didn't know what to say, usually uttering a shy no. He simply hoped she didn't hold this grudge until the last exam.
So now he was waiting for his turn. As always, the exam was running late, due to people staying a fraction longer then they were supposed to. This had given Simon the opportunity to ask his classmates which sort of questions they had got. It reassured him, as most questions they had had to answer, he could have answered without having to study.
As it was already mid June, it was a pretty hot early summer day. He passed the time by looking at the girls who were leaving the school or, just like him waiting for their turn. They were almost all wearing short skirts, so he could admire their naked legs. But after a while everyone had left and he was sitting alone, so he decided to reread his notes. Suddenly he heard someone next to him say, “you're next, aren't you? Mrs. Haasse is waiting for you. Hurry up.” It was Marie, who had to take the exam before him.
“I thought it strange when you didn't come in when I could start the exam. Did no-one call you?”
“No, I didn't see anyone,” Simon answered, “I could always tell her that I had to go take a piss,”
“Yeah, that was what I told her also, that it was a misunderstanding, because you were definitely here when I was called,” Marie said, “now go on and enter.”
He knocked on the classroom door and waited until he heard the call he could enter. Instead his teacher opened the door. She was a good head smaller then him, so he had to look down to look her in the eye. Mrs. Haasse was not what you would call a stunner, but wasn't ugly either. She was your typical next-door neighbor, mother of two, married for a good fifteen years. She had dark not to long brown hair and wore glasses. She had an average build and Simon thought she had a B or a C-cup. She was nothing spectacular, but whenever she turned around during class to write something on the blackboard you could admire her best feature: her ass. While she was an ordinary white women, she had a marvelous ass like the black porn actresses Simon had seen in the interracial scenes he jerked off to. On top of that, when she was writing on the blackboard, she just seemed to shake her ass as if she was showing off, like she was saying “come and get it boys.” Simon always immediately got a hard-on when she turned around. He had even fantasized about licking and kissing both her cheeks and spanking her.
When she opened the door she met him by saying “well, well, finally you have arrived Simon.” “I'm sorry for being late, Mrs. Haasse, but, you see, I was”
“Indisposed,” she interrupted, “don't worry about it, we were already running late, so these extra minutes delay won't hurt. By the way, do I have to remind you you can call me Cynthia.”
She turned around and he noticed she was also wearing a short skirt. He followed her with a slight smile, enjoying the view of her ass shaking while she walked in front of him. His cock began to grow in his pants and although he was wearing loose trousers, you could notice the bulge. On the desk he noticed several pieces of paper and he remembered why he was here: the exam. She turned around, looked at him and said, “you know how it works. You'll pick three questions from this bunch of papers and then you'll get ten minutes to prepare yourself.” And so he did. After choosing his questions, he went to sit down and prepare.
“I just have to get something from the teachers room,” Mrs. Haasse said, “I'll be back in few minutes, so don't worry about being forgotten.”
“That's OK,” he answered and saw her leaving the room. As she turned, he swore he could see a piece of her ass. As she walked to the door her ass was shaking as usually and he got hard instantly. “And now focus,” he thought to himself and put himself to work. He was in luck: of the questions he had picked, two he had already heard from his classmates and the last one wasn't that hard either. He had just finished his preparation when Mrs. Haasse returned. He looked at her and noticed she had unbuttoned her blouse a bit, so you could see a bit of her chest. If she bent over he would be able to see her breasts. She was carrying her purse with her and said, “It seems we are the only ones left. The teachers room is empty and the school yard is deserted, so I decided to bring my stuff here and close up.”
“I think that you've finished preparing, haven't you? That's good, now we can begin,” she said as she sat herself down, “come and sit yourself in front of me.” Simon got up, walked lazily to her desk, gave her the questions he had picked and sat himself down.
She smiled at him and looked at his questions. “You turned eighteen this year, didn't you,” she asked, “so you're now allowed to vote. Who did you vote for, if I may ask.” There had been elections prior to the start of the exams. Since voting wasn't simply a civil right in his country, but a civic duty, he and every other adult had gone voting that first Sunday of June. “I voted for the good ones,” Simon answered hesitantly, hoping she wouldn't press the item. “I see, you just don't want to tell me. That's not a problem. Let's proceed and take a look at your questions and see if you picked the good ones.” She looked at his questions and looked at him. “With which question do you want to start?” “It is really up to you, I don't have a preference,” he answered. She moved backwards and accidentally hit her ballpoint pen that was lying on the desk. It rolled of and fell on the floor. She looked under her desk and said, “I believe my ballpoint pen has rolled to your part of the desk. Would you be so kind as to pick it up for me?” He knelt down under the desk and saw it lying at her feet. He couldn't resist looking up her skirt now he had the opportunity. She opened her legs for him. He couldn't believe what he saw. Was she wearing no panties? She closed her legs again. Had he really just seen her pussy? He sat himself down again and gave her the pen. She had opened up a few more buttons from her blouse. He could see her bra very clearly. “Its rather hot in here, isn't it,” she said, “I think we're in for an early summer. But lets start your exam.” His gaze was fixed on her breasts he could now see clearly. He felt his dick growing again and was now well aware he should try to conceal it. As she read him the first question, his mind went blank. He could no longer focus on the task at hand: passing his exam. Realizing he had to start saying something, he began to stutter. “Well, erm, it is, erm, well, erm, … If you, erm, … You see, Mrs Haasse, if ..” “Cynthia,” she cut him of, “And there is really no need to be nervous. Why suddenly so tense? Do I make you feel uncomfortable?” She stood up from her chair and walked elegantly around the desk. He followed her every move closely.
She stopped right behind him and laid her hands on his shoulders. “Why, I never thought someone could be this tense for an oral exam,” she said and started to rub his shoulders. After a short while she took a chair and sat herself next to him. Simon saw she had now totally unbuttoned her blouse. She laid her hand on his thigh and said, “you know, I keep thinking you are faking this nervousness thing. You are obviously quite happy to see me.” She moved her hand upwards to his crotch. “What are you doing, Mrs. Haasse?” “Call me Cynthia. It is clear to me that you're not up for an oral exam. So I have to find another way to grade you, don't I.” She kissed him on his left cheek while she unzipped his pants and got his cock out. “I believe you don't have a girlfriend, and you never had one before.” He confirmed, while she started stroking his cock. “My, my, you're rather big, aren't you. Rest assured, you may not have an exam, but you'll certainly be getting some oral today.” With that said she sat herself between his legs. Meanwhile he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. He repositioned himself so she could reach for his balls easier and she reacted to that by starting to massage them with her other hand. “You kind of like what I'm doing to you, don't you. Does it feel better than doing it yourself?” “Oh yes, Cynthia, it does,” he sighed with pleasure. She continued jerking him of, but lowered her head so she could reach his balls with her tongue. First she started licking them one by one. Then she took one in her mouth and started sucking on it. Finally she turned her attention to the other one and gave it the same treatment. Simon enjoyed everything his teacher was doing to him. He knew all this from the porn he watched all to frequently, but never imagined this would happen to him.
Suddenly Cynthia stopped licking and sucking his balls. She moved her tongue upwards along his shaft and stopped once she reached the head. She looked up and he saw a twinkle in her eyes. “I think it's time for that oral examination of yours,” she joked and gave his cock a kiss. She now decided to lick the head of his dick like it was a lollipop. It felt so good for Simon he began to moan softly, “oh, yes, don't stop.” She now again took his balls in her free hand and started playing with them. She was now playing with his balls, jerking him off and licking him all at the same time. Simon was now moaning somewhat louder, clearly enjoying everything his teacher was doing to him. Finally she took his cock in her mouth and began to suck him. Simons moaning became even louder. “Oh, yeah Cynthia, that's it.” He felt he was going to cum. She continued sucking, jerking and massaging and kept going faster. It felt so great. “Oh yes, I'm cumming,” he moaned and started shooting his load in her mouth. She didn't stop or pull back, but took it all in her mouth, looking up at him. She even sucked him totally dry and swallowed all his cum. “I really don't want to make a mess, you know. Explaining cum on the floor of a classroom can be a little difficult,” she laughed, “and by the way, your virgin cum tastes surprisingly good, certainly better than all those supposedly healthy diet drinks.”
“All in all this answer to your first question was pretty satisfactory, if a bit short,” she said as she stood up and walked behind her desk to write something down. She sat herself down on her desk, right in front of him. “Now you have two options,” she said with a faint smile, “you could choose to answer a question next or …”, she opened her legs so he could see her pussy, “you could slowly strip totally naked.” She put her hand between her legs. “I would rather like to see you completely naked,” she winked at him.
As he only had his socks and T-shirt on, Simon decided to lose his socks first. He was a little afraid she would laugh at him, because he certainly didn't have a muscular torso. He was even rather skinny, but eventually he removed his shirt and stood there, naked, in front of his teacher. “Come over here and kiss me,” she said. He stepped closer to her and put his lips on hers. She pulled him even closer so their bodies touched and kissed him back very intensely. She wrapped her arms around him, while he was clueless about where to leave his arms. Finally he laid one hand on her tits and left the other caressing her back. She broke the kiss and swiftly removed her blouse and bra. As he saw her tits, with her beautiful nipples, he again started getting hard. She kissed him again and whispered in his ear, “kiss and play with my tits.” He obliged. He started kissing her left breast and played with her right. He sucked her nipple like he was being breastfed all the while massaging her other breast. She moaned softly, “that's good.” He switched breasts and started all over again. He started getting the hang of it and his teacher seemed to be enjoying herself.
Suddenly she leaned back and slowly pushed his head down. She had opened her legs even more, so her skirt now shot up to her waist. His head went lower and Simon kept kissing all the way down, all the while massaging her breasts. She moved him all the way down and sighed, “now kiss my other lips.” He stopped touching her tits, knelt down and kissed the inside of her leg. Carefully he kissed her all around her pussy, without touching it. Finally he kissed her pussy. He put his finger between her lips and started rubbing her clit. “Lick it. Lick my stupid cunt,” she said and laid her hand on his head, forcing him to move his face closer. He dived in and started licking her clit. She was completely wet. “Mmmmm, it tastes good, Cynthia.” He moved his right hand up and again started playing with one of her tits. His left hand rested on her right thigh. He moved his hand slowly up and down. He moved his tongue up and down her pussy. “Mmm, that feels good, please do continue,” she moaned. Suddenly he lifted his head and looked at her. He moved his hand towards her pussy and started rubbing it. He put one finger in and saw her close her eyes, clearly enjoying what he was doing. Encouraged by that, he decided to lick her clit while fingering her. She sighed softly, enjoying every lick. He pulled his finger out and tasted her wetness. “Don't stop now, you're not finished yet,” his teacher softly complained. He immediately started licking her clit again and now put two fingers in. He continued fingering and licking her. “Yeah, that's it, lick me like that.” He started licking faster. She now laid her hand on his head again, still softly moaning with pleasure. He now also moved his fingers faster. “You must have picked up a lot of stuff watching porn,” she said, “you are to good for a beginner. Oh yes, right there.” She now started to rub her pussy against his tongue, encouraging him to keep fingering her. Suddenly she let out a loud moan and started to shake. He tried to continue licking her, but she was shaking to heavily. She pulled him up and kissed him intensely again. “You made me cum,” she said with dreamy eyes, “who could have thought watching porn could be good for you?”
After a bit of kissing she turned around, leaned over her desk, picked up her pen and scribbled something down. “You answered the second question admirably, especially the details you could provide.” Her naked ass was facing him. He couldn't hold himself any longer. He just had to do it. He knelt down again and started kissing her ass. “Oh Cynthia, you have such a fine ass.” “So you want to take the initiative,” she said, “I always knew when you were staring at my ass, you know.” “It is just fantastic,” Simon said, “it is like a piece of art. I can't keep my eyes of it.” She stood up and turned around. She finally removed her skirt so she was now only wearing her heels. She pulled him up and kissed him again, moving her hands down to his crotch. He put his hands on her ass. She felt his hard cock and said, “I think you are ready for another question.” She turned around, while still kissing Simon. She pushed her ass backwards and started rubbing it against his dick. She leaned forward again and reached for her purse. “It is a good thing I bought some condoms for the sexual education class a few weeks ago.” She turned around again with the condom in her hand. “I don't want to get pregnant from you. Besides, you should always use a condom. You can never be safe enough.” He nodded and let her put the condom on his cock. “Just so you know for a next time, Simon, but you should be the one bringing the condoms, not the girl,” she laughed. “I couldn't have foreseen this,” he said, “but thanks for the tip.” She sat herself down on her desk again, pulled him a little closer and put his cock against her pussy. “Now slowly put it in,” she said and laid her arms around his neck. He slowly started to fuck her. It was the first time he ever had gotten a blowjob and now he was fucking his teacher, while between the two he had made her cum, or so she said. He continued moving in and out her, while kissing her passionately. She moved her hands down to his ass. She even started pinching him, which made him hornier and made him go faster. She slapped his ass and moaned, “oh yes Simon, fuck me like that.” She kissed him again and said, “why don't we try something else. I want the initiative back. Sit yourself down on your chair.”
He immediately obeyed her and sat himself down. His cock stood upright and she grabbed it. “What are you going to do Cynthia?” She stepped over him, leaned forward, still holding his dick in her hand, and whispered, “I'm going to ride your cock, dear boy. Don't worry, you will enjoy it.” She positioned his dick against her pussy and slowly moved down, until his cock was totally inside. Then she slowly started riding him. Simon now payed attention to her tits, playing with them while his teacher was riding him. He kissed them and heard her moaning and sighing. “Oh yes, keep playing with them,” she said, gradually upping her pace. She started riding him harder so she now had to hold him by his shoulders. “Oh yes, that's good,” Simon sighed, “I'm enjoying it indeed.” He laid his hands on her ass, guiding her movements. She stopped moving up and down, kissed him again and started moving back and forth. He continued holding her ass, playing with it as she rode him. To encourage her to go faster he slapped her ass. “Harder,” she said and started riding faster again. He tried to slap her ass every time she almost finished going backwards. He couldn't keep up with the pace and held her ass again, while kissing and sucking her tits and nipples. He started moving in unison with her, breathing heavily. Suddenly she slowed down. “I don't want you to come just jet,” she whispered in his ear, “you'll have to bend me over and fuck me doggy style on my desk.” “OK, I can do that,” Simon answered.
She stood up, turned around and walked towards her desk. Simon watched as his teacher slowly bent over. He saw his fantasies become true. The beautiful naked ass of his teacher made his already rock solid cock even harder. He no longer wanted to fuck her, he needed to. He stood behind her, took his dick in his one hand and laid his other hand on her ass. He began to caress her ass and then slapped his cock against it. “Please fuck me, Simon. Put your hard cock in!” This made him even hornier and he moved the tip of his dick to her pussy. “Like this, Cynthia,” he asked as he slowly penetrated her. “Mmm, yes, put it all in, up to your balls.” He slowly moved back and forth, every time putting his whole dick inside her. She encouraged him to go faster. “Fuck me harder, Simon, I need it.” He gradually moved faster, enjoying the view of his teachers ass. “Oh yes, Cynthia, you feel so good.” In order to be able to go even faster he grabbed her by her hips. She moved her hand towards her clit and started rubbing it. “Oh yeah Simon, fuck me like that.” The sound of her ass hitting him with every thrust exited him so much he started moaning. Her moaning became loader as he continued to fuck her. “I'm going to cum Cynthia, you feel so good,” he sighed. “Hold on a bit longer, I want to cum to,” she moaned loudly. Simon tried to think of something else, while fucking his teacher, but her load moaning and the amazing view made it to difficult. He tried closing his eyes, but the slapping sound and her screams of pleasure drove him ever closer to cumming. He couldn't hold on for much longer. “Oh yes, I'm cumming,” he grunted and delivered a few finishing thrusts. At the same his teacher started shaking and screamed, “I'm cumming!” Simon bent over and kissed his teachers neck and then behind her ear.
They stood there like that for a moment, until his cock had turned totally soft and he slid out of her to sit himself down. She picked up her pen again and again wrote some things down. She turned around and said “I still have to write down your answers, you know. I must admit that I hadn't expected that watching porn could make you such a good fucker. You were still a virgin weren't you?” “Yes, and I didn't know either.” “By the way, you can remove the condom.” He quickly did so and asked her where to leave it. She walked over to him, kissed him on the forehead, took the condom and said “I'll dispose of it. Or just maybe I'll keep your cum filled condom as a souvenir.” She smiled and started to put her clothes back on and so did Simon. “Just to set your mind at ease. You passed with flying colors.” “Thank you,” he answered. “I just hope you learned something today. I had the impression you didn't during classes and I would have been disappointed if you hadn't learned a single thing all year.” “Rest assured,” he said, “I certainly will treasure this day for the rest of my life.” “At least your grateful,” she smiled, “but now you have got to go. I'll just write down your score and then I'd really like to go home.” He blew her a kiss and left.
It turned out that he indeed scored very well for this last exam. He even decided to go study history. Simon didn't speak Mrs. Haasse until the graduation ceremony a week later, where she simply congratulated him on graduating, as she had done with every other student. He had seen the light twinkle in her eyes and felt his cock again get hard as he saw that ass shaking as she walked away. After that he never saw or spoke her again, but she would remain the women that had made him a man.
But for now, Simon was still here, waiting for his turn to enter the classroom and begin his exam.
“As far as stepping stones to freedom go,” Simon thought, “this last exam seems to be a walk in the park.”
The last exam was an oral exam about modern history and this was the subject at school he excelled in. He didn't have to study very hard to get good grades throughout the year and he was certain fortune had smiled upon him by placing the history exam at the end of the exam period. Furthermore, he was the last of his class to take the exam, and when he looked around, he noticed he probably was the last of the school too. The only thing that might have caused him to worry was that this was an oral exam. He would have to face his teacher and answer her questions to her face.
“It is not like I can't explain myself or that I'm afraid of the questions or that I'll stumble over my words. It's just that we have a bit of history,” Simon had said to a friend.
'We' meant him and his teacher. His history teacher was a women late in her thirties called Mrs. Haasse. “Cynthia,” she insisted, and this was exactly why Simon had such an itchy feeling about her. She insisted her pupils should be active and even tried to get a connection with them. This was not how Simon understood teaching.
“Teachers teach and aren't supposed to give a damn about their students being interested or not,” was how he saw it. Furthermore he rather preferred sitting quietly through classes, minding his own business and watching how others tried to humiliate themselves by desperately giving wrong answers. In history class however, he sometimes just had to answer, because no-one else knew the answer and class wouldn't continue until the question had been answered. Usually this meant he answered with a slight disdain in his voice, as though he was saying “why don't you know this, it is supposed to be common knowledge.” Because of this Mrs. Haasse constantly tried to get him more involved in classes, without any success.
But one day, when he was in a particularly good mood, he had answered a question about WW II, without having the others looking around for someone who had the answer.
“Why did the Russians absolutely want to conquer Berlin before the first of may,” she had asked.
“Because the first of may is labor day, which was the communist holiday. It was purely propaganda for the regime,” he had answered and then added, “they wanted everything to look right, they even 'photoshopped' the picture of the communist flag being placed on the Reichstag because one of the soldiers was wearing two watches, indicating he had been plundering.”
“I didn't know that,” she had to admit.
To which he had replied silently, “don't you know anything? And you are supposed to be teaching us,” and then even more silent, while everyone had already started laughing, “stupid cunt.”
She had reacted rather sportingly and throughout the rest of that class she mocked him, by adding “unless mister Simon has anything to add,” or something similar after everything she said. It seemed she didn't forget easily however, because every class from then on she would at least once utter these, putting him in an awkward position while everyone was looking and he didn't know what to say, usually uttering a shy no. He simply hoped she didn't hold this grudge until the last exam.
So now he was waiting for his turn. As always, the exam was running late, due to people staying a fraction longer then they were supposed to. This had given Simon the opportunity to ask his classmates which sort of questions they had got. It reassured him, as most questions they had had to answer, he could have answered without having to study.
As it was already mid June, it was a pretty hot early summer day. He passed the time by looking at the girls who were leaving the school or, just like him waiting for their turn. They were almost all wearing short skirts, so he could admire their naked legs. But after a while everyone had left and he was sitting alone, so he decided to reread his notes. Suddenly he heard someone next to him say, “you're next, aren't you? Mrs. Haasse is waiting for you. Hurry up.” It was Marie, who had to take the exam before him.
“I thought it strange when you didn't come in when I could start the exam. Did no-one call you?”
“No, I didn't see anyone,” Simon answered, “I could always tell her that I had to go take a piss,”
“Yeah, that was what I told her also, that it was a misunderstanding, because you were definitely here when I was called,” Marie said, “now go on and enter.”
He knocked on the classroom door and waited until he heard the call he could enter. Instead his teacher opened the door. She was a good head smaller then him, so he had to look down to look her in the eye. Mrs. Haasse was not what you would call a stunner, but wasn't ugly either. She was your typical next-door neighbor, mother of two, married for a good fifteen years. She had dark not to long brown hair and wore glasses. She had an average build and Simon thought she had a B or a C-cup. She was nothing spectacular, but whenever she turned around during class to write something on the blackboard you could admire her best feature: her ass. While she was an ordinary white women, she had a marvelous ass like the black porn actresses Simon had seen in the interracial scenes he jerked off to. On top of that, when she was writing on the blackboard, she just seemed to shake her ass as if she was showing off, like she was saying “come and get it boys.” Simon always immediately got a hard-on when she turned around. He had even fantasized about licking and kissing both her cheeks and spanking her.
When she opened the door she met him by saying “well, well, finally you have arrived Simon.” “I'm sorry for being late, Mrs. Haasse, but, you see, I was”
“Indisposed,” she interrupted, “don't worry about it, we were already running late, so these extra minutes delay won't hurt. By the way, do I have to remind you you can call me Cynthia.”
She turned around and he noticed she was also wearing a short skirt. He followed her with a slight smile, enjoying the view of her ass shaking while she walked in front of him. His cock began to grow in his pants and although he was wearing loose trousers, you could notice the bulge. On the desk he noticed several pieces of paper and he remembered why he was here: the exam. She turned around, looked at him and said, “you know how it works. You'll pick three questions from this bunch of papers and then you'll get ten minutes to prepare yourself.” And so he did. After choosing his questions, he went to sit down and prepare.
“I just have to get something from the teachers room,” Mrs. Haasse said, “I'll be back in few minutes, so don't worry about being forgotten.”
“That's OK,” he answered and saw her leaving the room. As she turned, he swore he could see a piece of her ass. As she walked to the door her ass was shaking as usually and he got hard instantly. “And now focus,” he thought to himself and put himself to work. He was in luck: of the questions he had picked, two he had already heard from his classmates and the last one wasn't that hard either. He had just finished his preparation when Mrs. Haasse returned. He looked at her and noticed she had unbuttoned her blouse a bit, so you could see a bit of her chest. If she bent over he would be able to see her breasts. She was carrying her purse with her and said, “It seems we are the only ones left. The teachers room is empty and the school yard is deserted, so I decided to bring my stuff here and close up.”
“I think that you've finished preparing, haven't you? That's good, now we can begin,” she said as she sat herself down, “come and sit yourself in front of me.” Simon got up, walked lazily to her desk, gave her the questions he had picked and sat himself down.
She smiled at him and looked at his questions. “You turned eighteen this year, didn't you,” she asked, “so you're now allowed to vote. Who did you vote for, if I may ask.” There had been elections prior to the start of the exams. Since voting wasn't simply a civil right in his country, but a civic duty, he and every other adult had gone voting that first Sunday of June. “I voted for the good ones,” Simon answered hesitantly, hoping she wouldn't press the item. “I see, you just don't want to tell me. That's not a problem. Let's proceed and take a look at your questions and see if you picked the good ones.” She looked at his questions and looked at him. “With which question do you want to start?” “It is really up to you, I don't have a preference,” he answered. She moved backwards and accidentally hit her ballpoint pen that was lying on the desk. It rolled of and fell on the floor. She looked under her desk and said, “I believe my ballpoint pen has rolled to your part of the desk. Would you be so kind as to pick it up for me?” He knelt down under the desk and saw it lying at her feet. He couldn't resist looking up her skirt now he had the opportunity. She opened her legs for him. He couldn't believe what he saw. Was she wearing no panties? She closed her legs again. Had he really just seen her pussy? He sat himself down again and gave her the pen. She had opened up a few more buttons from her blouse. He could see her bra very clearly. “Its rather hot in here, isn't it,” she said, “I think we're in for an early summer. But lets start your exam.” His gaze was fixed on her breasts he could now see clearly. He felt his dick growing again and was now well aware he should try to conceal it. As she read him the first question, his mind went blank. He could no longer focus on the task at hand: passing his exam. Realizing he had to start saying something, he began to stutter. “Well, erm, it is, erm, well, erm, … If you, erm, … You see, Mrs Haasse, if ..” “Cynthia,” she cut him of, “And there is really no need to be nervous. Why suddenly so tense? Do I make you feel uncomfortable?” She stood up from her chair and walked elegantly around the desk. He followed her every move closely.
She stopped right behind him and laid her hands on his shoulders. “Why, I never thought someone could be this tense for an oral exam,” she said and started to rub his shoulders. After a short while she took a chair and sat herself next to him. Simon saw she had now totally unbuttoned her blouse. She laid her hand on his thigh and said, “you know, I keep thinking you are faking this nervousness thing. You are obviously quite happy to see me.” She moved her hand upwards to his crotch. “What are you doing, Mrs. Haasse?” “Call me Cynthia. It is clear to me that you're not up for an oral exam. So I have to find another way to grade you, don't I.” She kissed him on his left cheek while she unzipped his pants and got his cock out. “I believe you don't have a girlfriend, and you never had one before.” He confirmed, while she started stroking his cock. “My, my, you're rather big, aren't you. Rest assured, you may not have an exam, but you'll certainly be getting some oral today.” With that said she sat herself between his legs. Meanwhile he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. He repositioned himself so she could reach for his balls easier and she reacted to that by starting to massage them with her other hand. “You kind of like what I'm doing to you, don't you. Does it feel better than doing it yourself?” “Oh yes, Cynthia, it does,” he sighed with pleasure. She continued jerking him of, but lowered her head so she could reach his balls with her tongue. First she started licking them one by one. Then she took one in her mouth and started sucking on it. Finally she turned her attention to the other one and gave it the same treatment. Simon enjoyed everything his teacher was doing to him. He knew all this from the porn he watched all to frequently, but never imagined this would happen to him.
Suddenly Cynthia stopped licking and sucking his balls. She moved her tongue upwards along his shaft and stopped once she reached the head. She looked up and he saw a twinkle in her eyes. “I think it's time for that oral examination of yours,” she joked and gave his cock a kiss. She now decided to lick the head of his dick like it was a lollipop. It felt so good for Simon he began to moan softly, “oh, yes, don't stop.” She now again took his balls in her free hand and started playing with them. She was now playing with his balls, jerking him off and licking him all at the same time. Simon was now moaning somewhat louder, clearly enjoying everything his teacher was doing to him. Finally she took his cock in her mouth and began to suck him. Simons moaning became even louder. “Oh, yeah Cynthia, that's it.” He felt he was going to cum. She continued sucking, jerking and massaging and kept going faster. It felt so great. “Oh yes, I'm cumming,” he moaned and started shooting his load in her mouth. She didn't stop or pull back, but took it all in her mouth, looking up at him. She even sucked him totally dry and swallowed all his cum. “I really don't want to make a mess, you know. Explaining cum on the floor of a classroom can be a little difficult,” she laughed, “and by the way, your virgin cum tastes surprisingly good, certainly better than all those supposedly healthy diet drinks.”
“All in all this answer to your first question was pretty satisfactory, if a bit short,” she said as she stood up and walked behind her desk to write something down. She sat herself down on her desk, right in front of him. “Now you have two options,” she said with a faint smile, “you could choose to answer a question next or …”, she opened her legs so he could see her pussy, “you could slowly strip totally naked.” She put her hand between her legs. “I would rather like to see you completely naked,” she winked at him.
As he only had his socks and T-shirt on, Simon decided to lose his socks first. He was a little afraid she would laugh at him, because he certainly didn't have a muscular torso. He was even rather skinny, but eventually he removed his shirt and stood there, naked, in front of his teacher. “Come over here and kiss me,” she said. He stepped closer to her and put his lips on hers. She pulled him even closer so their bodies touched and kissed him back very intensely. She wrapped her arms around him, while he was clueless about where to leave his arms. Finally he laid one hand on her tits and left the other caressing her back. She broke the kiss and swiftly removed her blouse and bra. As he saw her tits, with her beautiful nipples, he again started getting hard. She kissed him again and whispered in his ear, “kiss and play with my tits.” He obliged. He started kissing her left breast and played with her right. He sucked her nipple like he was being breastfed all the while massaging her other breast. She moaned softly, “that's good.” He switched breasts and started all over again. He started getting the hang of it and his teacher seemed to be enjoying herself.
Suddenly she leaned back and slowly pushed his head down. She had opened her legs even more, so her skirt now shot up to her waist. His head went lower and Simon kept kissing all the way down, all the while massaging her breasts. She moved him all the way down and sighed, “now kiss my other lips.” He stopped touching her tits, knelt down and kissed the inside of her leg. Carefully he kissed her all around her pussy, without touching it. Finally he kissed her pussy. He put his finger between her lips and started rubbing her clit. “Lick it. Lick my stupid cunt,” she said and laid her hand on his head, forcing him to move his face closer. He dived in and started licking her clit. She was completely wet. “Mmmmm, it tastes good, Cynthia.” He moved his right hand up and again started playing with one of her tits. His left hand rested on her right thigh. He moved his hand slowly up and down. He moved his tongue up and down her pussy. “Mmm, that feels good, please do continue,” she moaned. Suddenly he lifted his head and looked at her. He moved his hand towards her pussy and started rubbing it. He put one finger in and saw her close her eyes, clearly enjoying what he was doing. Encouraged by that, he decided to lick her clit while fingering her. She sighed softly, enjoying every lick. He pulled his finger out and tasted her wetness. “Don't stop now, you're not finished yet,” his teacher softly complained. He immediately started licking her clit again and now put two fingers in. He continued fingering and licking her. “Yeah, that's it, lick me like that.” He started licking faster. She now laid her hand on his head again, still softly moaning with pleasure. He now also moved his fingers faster. “You must have picked up a lot of stuff watching porn,” she said, “you are to good for a beginner. Oh yes, right there.” She now started to rub her pussy against his tongue, encouraging him to keep fingering her. Suddenly she let out a loud moan and started to shake. He tried to continue licking her, but she was shaking to heavily. She pulled him up and kissed him intensely again. “You made me cum,” she said with dreamy eyes, “who could have thought watching porn could be good for you?”
After a bit of kissing she turned around, leaned over her desk, picked up her pen and scribbled something down. “You answered the second question admirably, especially the details you could provide.” Her naked ass was facing him. He couldn't hold himself any longer. He just had to do it. He knelt down again and started kissing her ass. “Oh Cynthia, you have such a fine ass.” “So you want to take the initiative,” she said, “I always knew when you were staring at my ass, you know.” “It is just fantastic,” Simon said, “it is like a piece of art. I can't keep my eyes of it.” She stood up and turned around. She finally removed her skirt so she was now only wearing her heels. She pulled him up and kissed him again, moving her hands down to his crotch. He put his hands on her ass. She felt his hard cock and said, “I think you are ready for another question.” She turned around, while still kissing Simon. She pushed her ass backwards and started rubbing it against his dick. She leaned forward again and reached for her purse. “It is a good thing I bought some condoms for the sexual education class a few weeks ago.” She turned around again with the condom in her hand. “I don't want to get pregnant from you. Besides, you should always use a condom. You can never be safe enough.” He nodded and let her put the condom on his cock. “Just so you know for a next time, Simon, but you should be the one bringing the condoms, not the girl,” she laughed. “I couldn't have foreseen this,” he said, “but thanks for the tip.” She sat herself down on her desk again, pulled him a little closer and put his cock against her pussy. “Now slowly put it in,” she said and laid her arms around his neck. He slowly started to fuck her. It was the first time he ever had gotten a blowjob and now he was fucking his teacher, while between the two he had made her cum, or so she said. He continued moving in and out her, while kissing her passionately. She moved her hands down to his ass. She even started pinching him, which made him hornier and made him go faster. She slapped his ass and moaned, “oh yes Simon, fuck me like that.” She kissed him again and said, “why don't we try something else. I want the initiative back. Sit yourself down on your chair.”
He immediately obeyed her and sat himself down. His cock stood upright and she grabbed it. “What are you going to do Cynthia?” She stepped over him, leaned forward, still holding his dick in her hand, and whispered, “I'm going to ride your cock, dear boy. Don't worry, you will enjoy it.” She positioned his dick against her pussy and slowly moved down, until his cock was totally inside. Then she slowly started riding him. Simon now payed attention to her tits, playing with them while his teacher was riding him. He kissed them and heard her moaning and sighing. “Oh yes, keep playing with them,” she said, gradually upping her pace. She started riding him harder so she now had to hold him by his shoulders. “Oh yes, that's good,” Simon sighed, “I'm enjoying it indeed.” He laid his hands on her ass, guiding her movements. She stopped moving up and down, kissed him again and started moving back and forth. He continued holding her ass, playing with it as she rode him. To encourage her to go faster he slapped her ass. “Harder,” she said and started riding faster again. He tried to slap her ass every time she almost finished going backwards. He couldn't keep up with the pace and held her ass again, while kissing and sucking her tits and nipples. He started moving in unison with her, breathing heavily. Suddenly she slowed down. “I don't want you to come just jet,” she whispered in his ear, “you'll have to bend me over and fuck me doggy style on my desk.” “OK, I can do that,” Simon answered.
She stood up, turned around and walked towards her desk. Simon watched as his teacher slowly bent over. He saw his fantasies become true. The beautiful naked ass of his teacher made his already rock solid cock even harder. He no longer wanted to fuck her, he needed to. He stood behind her, took his dick in his one hand and laid his other hand on her ass. He began to caress her ass and then slapped his cock against it. “Please fuck me, Simon. Put your hard cock in!” This made him even hornier and he moved the tip of his dick to her pussy. “Like this, Cynthia,” he asked as he slowly penetrated her. “Mmm, yes, put it all in, up to your balls.” He slowly moved back and forth, every time putting his whole dick inside her. She encouraged him to go faster. “Fuck me harder, Simon, I need it.” He gradually moved faster, enjoying the view of his teachers ass. “Oh yes, Cynthia, you feel so good.” In order to be able to go even faster he grabbed her by her hips. She moved her hand towards her clit and started rubbing it. “Oh yeah Simon, fuck me like that.” The sound of her ass hitting him with every thrust exited him so much he started moaning. Her moaning became loader as he continued to fuck her. “I'm going to cum Cynthia, you feel so good,” he sighed. “Hold on a bit longer, I want to cum to,” she moaned loudly. Simon tried to think of something else, while fucking his teacher, but her load moaning and the amazing view made it to difficult. He tried closing his eyes, but the slapping sound and her screams of pleasure drove him ever closer to cumming. He couldn't hold on for much longer. “Oh yes, I'm cumming,” he grunted and delivered a few finishing thrusts. At the same his teacher started shaking and screamed, “I'm cumming!” Simon bent over and kissed his teachers neck and then behind her ear.
They stood there like that for a moment, until his cock had turned totally soft and he slid out of her to sit himself down. She picked up her pen again and again wrote some things down. She turned around and said “I still have to write down your answers, you know. I must admit that I hadn't expected that watching porn could make you such a good fucker. You were still a virgin weren't you?” “Yes, and I didn't know either.” “By the way, you can remove the condom.” He quickly did so and asked her where to leave it. She walked over to him, kissed him on the forehead, took the condom and said “I'll dispose of it. Or just maybe I'll keep your cum filled condom as a souvenir.” She smiled and started to put her clothes back on and so did Simon. “Just to set your mind at ease. You passed with flying colors.” “Thank you,” he answered. “I just hope you learned something today. I had the impression you didn't during classes and I would have been disappointed if you hadn't learned a single thing all year.” “Rest assured,” he said, “I certainly will treasure this day for the rest of my life.” “At least your grateful,” she smiled, “but now you have got to go. I'll just write down your score and then I'd really like to go home.” He blew her a kiss and left.
It turned out that he indeed scored very well for this last exam. He even decided to go study history. Simon didn't speak Mrs. Haasse until the graduation ceremony a week later, where she simply congratulated him on graduating, as she had done with every other student. He had seen the light twinkle in her eyes and felt his cock again get hard as he saw that ass shaking as she walked away. After that he never saw or spoke her again, but she would remain the women that had made him a man.
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