My History Teacher

My History Teacher

I was 18. The legal age to be fucked by someone. Though I had a boyfriend last year that popped my cherry. I didn't care if I lost my virginity to a jock, he wasn't the big high school star or anything but he was something and I just wanted to get it over with. He was the same age as me, so it wasn't illegal. But I came to find out, it didn't stop one person. My history teacher. She was smoking hot. She was a blonde with piercing blue eyes. Huge tits, firm ass and a huge lesbian and everyone knew it. She had hit on multiple girls throughout the 2 years she had worked at the school. What scared me the most was that she was a she! I have never been with a girl but she was hot. I was straight and I loved guys but I can say when a girl is hot. I had her class at the very end of the day. It was the middle of the school year and everyone knew that Ms. Harper was one of the most strict teachers in the school. You knew not to goof around in her class. I was a quiet girl. I kept to myself and had a limited amount of friends. In class I was I little bit more open but only with my teachers. My first day of school I had ran into her in the hallway, trying to get to her class ironically. I had looked into her fierce blue eyes and was to stunned to speak. She had smiled at me, surprisingly.

"It's okay. My bad."

I looked at the floor and she walked around me. I remember walking into her classroom and sitting down in the back. She walked in a few minutes late for the class and our eyes crossed for a second. I see a small smirk on her lips as she sits at her desk. I look at my desk and tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. She starts to speak to the class and we glance at each other from time to time. Her with confidence and me with nervousness and embarassment from getting caught looking at her. I didn't know what it was but my eyes couldn't keep off of her. There was something about her that drew me too her. She passes out a quick work sheet to the front desks who passed them back. She instructs us to start the worksheet and finish it by the end of class. I finish the worksheet within a minute or two. I was a straight A student. She had sat back down at her desk. I look up at her and see her writing on a piece of paper. I bite the end of my pen unconsciously as my eyes travel down to her well endowed breasts. She looks up at me. I gulp and look back to my paper. I glance up at her and she's smirking at me. My face turns red and I quickly look back at my paper. The bell rings and she stands up.

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