Has anyone here ever fantasized about female professors or teachers? Today I’m going to tell you guys the most unforgettable secret encounter of my life. My professor was about 27 years old, a mother of one. What attracted me the most was her beautiful face — the thought of shooting my cum all over that pretty face was something I never imagined possible. She was 5'4" tall with long, white legs. She always dressed beautifully for class — sometimes in skirts, sometimes in jeans, but always stylish. Not tacky, and not trying too hard like the students. I looked forward to her classes the most because I could stare at her the whole time. It made the lessons much less boring. Every time she smiled or frowned, I just thought about how amazing it would feel to fuck her and cum on her face. I don’t know if the other guys thought the same, but every time she walked by, everyone swallowed hard. There’s something indescribable about a woman who already has a child — experienced but still incredibly seductive in a way I can’t explain. You guys can imagine it.
One day she wore a sea-blue dress that went just past her knees. It wasn’t thin, but if you got close, you could see her underwear clearly. So I could clearly see her black bra underneath. Her full, beautiful breasts stood high behind that black lace-trimmed bra. She was lecturing and walked down past my desk. I had arrived late and sat at the back. She came down and stood right next to my desk. I could see the edge of her panties showing. It was incredibly arousing. I don’t know if she noticed my eyes on her every class, but I felt like she often looked back at me challengingly, especially when she walked down. Then she sat down next to me. A faint perfume scent. At that moment, damn, how could I not be jealous of her husband? Having a wife this hot to fuck every night. I kept that thought in my head, but one day it became reality — on Halloween night. I truly experienced incredible emotions…
It was Halloween. Our department had a costume party to compete between classes. She also came to watch and join the fun with my class (she was about to become our homeroom teacher). That day I dressed as a ghostly groom to perform with my classmates and then compete with the other classes. When I arrived, I saw her taking photos outside the hall. Imagine this — the hall is on the second floor with an outdoor lobby for check-in and photos before entering. As I went up, I saw her with some students taking pictures. She wore a white dress, probably for the costume event, so everyone chose white. It coincidentally matched my outfit, so I went up. When I got closer, she was reviewing the photos with the students. Her ass was facing the stairs, and as I came up from below, I could see her black panties (I couldn’t see clearly at first, but later it was definitely black). The students pulled me over to take pictures with them. Since she was there and surrounded by hot girls, I agreed, but my eyes kept going to the professor. I bowed my head in greeting. She smiled gently and teased me, saying I looked like a handsome groom (I don’t know if it was a compliment or sarcasm). Then I took pictures with the students. There were plenty of hot underclassmen dressed up, but I was more into the professor. Afterward, I went back to my class to touch up my makeup and draw a scary face for the competition. She somehow came over, watched us doing makeup, and said, “Like this, the underclassmen will be scared to death.”
The place where we were doing makeup was on the third floor. After saying that, she smiled and sat across from my table, about two meters away. At this moment, I could admire her curves as she sat on the chair. She sat leaning forward on the table, ass pushed out on the chair, breasts resting on the table while scrolling on her phone looking tired. But damn, at that moment I thought she looked so slutty. The white off-shoulder dress with a push-up top looked stunning. A little later, after I finished my makeup, I went to try it in the hall. I didn’t think about her anymore. It was pretty fun with all the classes competing. Some dressed as maids, some in revealing dresses…
About three hours later, the program ended. Damn, my classmates all left. I stayed late to help move tables and chairs. They had mostly gone home. So I had no one to help remove my makeup. My face looked terrifying. I went alone to the third floor to the bathroom to wash it off. What I didn’t expect was to find her sitting at the same spot where we had done makeup, looking at her phone.
I walked over and said:
“You haven’t gone home yet?”
She seemed startled and said:
“Not yet. I’m waiting for the students to finish cleaning up so I can hand the keys back to the security guard. Ms. Phương left early today (she borrowed the hall keys) and asked me to return them later.”
I said:
“I see. The students are almost done. I just helped move the tables and chairs, but it was so hot I came up here to find them to remove my makeup, but everyone’s gone. Do you have makeup remover? I’m a guy and don’t have anything, and I’m afraid it’ll irritate my skin tomorrow.”
Then I walked toward the bathroom at the end of the third-floor hallway, far from the hall. About 100 meters…
She said and followed me: “Let me help you wash it off. Without makeup remover, how are you going to clean it?” Then she followed me to the bathroom…
When I entered the women’s bathroom, I was so horny my cock was rock hard. Could I really rape her right here? But it was just a thought in my head. She came in and teased me:
“Tonight many girls must be scared to death. Let me help you remove your makeup and see if you’re handsome or not.”
I said: “Still no girl has died yet. What do you think of me, professor?”
She turned to look at me. In the brightly lit bathroom, the door was still open, the wind blowing cold, but I was too nervous to close it.
She kept looking at me. I was so embarrassed because my cock had been hard since earlier, bulging obviously in my pants. A big bulge. I usually wear loose underwear, so when hard, it shows if you look closely. Damn, I couldn’t believe my beautiful professor was staring at my hard cock without looking away.
She smiled seductively and said: “Like this, I’m sure some girls like it. Even I like it.”
After saying that, she smiled and continued removing my makeup, wiping my face. At that moment, I was blushing like crazy, but my cock was still hard. I tried to act normal.
But how could I act normal when removing makeup, my eyes saw her big white breasts behind the dress cups? Imagine me being taller, bending down so she could wipe my face — I saw an incredibly arousing scene. Her white breasts, the cleavage clearly visible and jiggling in front of my eyes. It was as if she knew and was deliberately letting me see. The makeup was thick as hell and wouldn’t come off easily…
I said:
“Professor, can I close the bathroom door? The wind is cold.”
I closed the door tightly. Now it was just me and her in the women’s bathroom. I decided this time I had to fuck her, but I didn’t dare rape her.
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