Turning the Teacher

Turning the Teacher

Thanks to "Dougslair" for editing.

"Alright class, that will do for the day." I said and closed my text book.

I looked out at my class who were already picking up their bags and ready to shoot out.

I had been working at St. Harry's school for a few years and I loved my job. I only taught the last school year, they were all 18 year olds and I loved that I was helping shape their future. I especially loved being able to help students get into the university. Knowing that because of me they were able to get a better life gave me a huge sense of accomplishment.

"See you later Mr Dolan." Many of them said as they were leaving.

Our school was quiet informal, there were no uniforms and we encouraged the students in the last year to call us by our first names. To help prepare them for the real world, although many of them reverted back to calling me "Mr."

"Tom?" I heard one of my students say, I looked up from my bag that I was packing and saw Rory looking down at me.

Rory was an interesting student, he was captain of the rugby team, one of the most popular guys in the school. Also, to be fair to him, his popularity wasn't his entire personality, he was also one of the best in my class.

He was a little over 6 foot and to be fair there weren't many that were taller than me. He was also built very muscular which I assumed helped with his rugby.

"Rory, everything okay?" I asked him.

Looking up from my desk he dwarfed me.

"Yeah, just wondering if I could have a quick chat about my uni applications?" He asked me.

"Of course, take a seat." I told him.

I leaned back on my chair and said bye to the last few students until it was just me and Rory sitting opposite each other.

"How can I help?" I asked.

I watched him brush his medium length brown hair to one side before looking back at me.

"I wanted to ask if you could write me a reference? A few of the uni's I've applied for are top tier and I thought it would really help." He explained.

I smiled to myself from this, always loving when students came to me for help. I always wanted them to see me as a helping hand.

"Of course, you're a great student and I can definitely write you a good reference." I told him.

"Thank you so much Tom," He said and smiled back at me, it was strange, his smile sort of lingered on me, as though he was an animal looking at its prey, "You are a great teacher you know."

"Thank you," I replied, "I try."

"Well you are, by far the best teacher I've had." He said, his eyes staring into my soul.

I couldn't help but for the first time realise how bright his blue eyes were.

"T-thank you." I replied, suddenly feeling nervous from him staring at me like this.

When his hand suddenly appeared on my thigh my entire body felt like it jumped.

"I'll be really sad in a few weeks when we break up and I finish here." He told me in a subtle, soft tone.

"I... I will be sad to see you go." I told him.

I knew I should move his hand away, it is definitely against the rules to have a student touch you in anyway, but for some reason, I couldn't.

"Now that we're nearly done, I have to tell you," Rory said to me, his eyes never leaving mine and it felt like I was in a trance, "It has been hard to focus sometimes with you teaching me."

"Rory!" I shot back in shock to what he just said, "I don't think you should be saying that to your teacher."

"I'm sorry Tom, but it's true." He told me, his hand lingered on my thigh and I was powerless to push him away.

"I... don't really understand what you're saying." I told him, although I knew what he was saying.

I would be lying if I hadn't had a few students try and hit on me in the past, but he was the first man. It was usually girls trying to get better grades, but I'm a professional and care about my job so I always shut it down instantly. However, something about this has me feeling weak.

"I'm saying," Rory whispered and then leant in close to me, "When I look at you dressed in your tight trousers, your muscles getting hugged by your shirts, all I can think about is having you on your knees pleasing my cock."

What did he just say?! This was way too much!

I instantly pulled away and his hand fell from my thigh.

"Rory! You can't talk to me like that!" I told him.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it, you're so hot." He told me.

I was utterly shocked, not only because I had a student hitting on me, but because Rory has a girlfriend, Sarah, the most popular girl in the school.

"Well I'm sorry Rory but I'm not interested, I'm your teacher, I'm straight and I'm married." I told him and pointed to my wedding ring.

"You're telling me you've never thought about it?" He asked me, although I had moved back he remained perfectly still and kept staring at me like a piece of meat.

"No, I have not!" I told him, "Don't you have a girlfriend, she wouldn't be happy with you saying this to me."

"Oh, she doesn't mind." He replied back to me with a smile, as smooth as ever.

When Rory stood up, for whatever reason I caught myself glimpsing at his crotch. I'm sure I could see the hint of a hard cock beneath his trousers.

When I looked back up at him he was just smiling down at me.

"Let me know if you change your mind." He said and walked off.

My mouth was just hung wide open in shock as I watched him leaving my classroom and closing the door behind him.

That was insane! He was so forward! I never in a million years expected that to happen today!

When I stood up, I looked down and realised that my cock was rock hard and poking in my trousers. Was I turned on by that? No, I couldn't be, could I?

I tried to forget about that entire experience as I finished packing my bag but for some reason, I could get Rory out of my head.

Try as I might, the entire drive home I was hard as a rock! Driving with a hard on proved difficult. I tried to argue in my head that the reason I was so horny was because Jane, my wife, and I hadn't had sex in a couple of weeks. Not because I was turned on by my male student hitting on me.

When I got through the door, I got hit with the instant smell of Jane cooking in the kitchen.

"I'm back!" I shouted out and then closed the door and dumped my bag on the floor.

"In here!" She shouted back.

I walked into the kitchen and looked at my beautiful wife, her long brunette hair falling to her lower back, her curvy figure and her beautiful face.

"How long will dinner be?" I asked her, already forming an idea in my mind.

"About half an hour." She told me, she closed the oven and turned to face me.

"Good." I replied.

I marched straight over to my wife, grabbed hold of her and placed my lips against hers. Within a second, I felt Jane's mouth open and I pushed my tongue inside of her mouth. For a few minutes we stood in the kitchen making out, my rock hard cock pressing against her thigh.

"What's brought this on?" She said when she broke the kiss.

"I just want you, right now." I said to her and stared into her eyes.

"I suppose we've got time." She said with a smile.

We rushed upstairs and once we were in our room we both ripped our clothes off. I was grabbing Jane's body all over as we passionately made out.

It took a few seconds for me to get on top of her on the bed. She was already wet from making out and with ease I pushed my 6 inch cock deep inside of her pussy.

"Oh god, Tom." She moaned into my mouth as I started to fuck her.

I was breathing and moaning heavily as I fucked her, I hadn't felt this horny in a long time and her pussy felt amazing around my cock.

"Oh fuck.... Fuck.... Fuuuuuucckkk!" Jane moaned and I felt her pussy cumming around my cock.

From her clenching around me, I erupted inside of her and let out a loud moan.

When I pulled out and rolled to the side I was trying to catch my breath whilst she went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

"That was fun." She said with a little giggle when she came back in.

I stared at her beautiful, naked body, her big, perky tits and I knew I wasn't turned on because of Rory. I was just horny and know I've fucked my beautiful wife I could forget about him.

"It definitely was." I told her and stood up to kiss her.

After that and confident that I was not horny because of Rory I managed to carry on my night as normal. We ate together, watched TV and then went to bed.

Jane and I got married fairly young, we were both 24 and have been married for nearly 8 years now. She was my high school sweet heart and we were both the only person either of us have had sex with.

Although I love being a teacher and having my students, neither of us ever wanted kids. For the last 8 years we have both been a perfectly happy, married couple.

I lay in bed, looking at my amazing wife sleep and I couldn't be happier. I gave one last thought to Rory but I knew that was just a momentary lapse in judgement.

Happy with myself, I fell asleep.

When I was going into work the next morning I wasn't too nervous about seeing Rory. Having had students hit on me in the past I have learnt how to deal with it. Normally after I say no they stop, but if he tried it again I knew I would just end it straight away.

That was the plan anyway.

When my class came in and I saw Rory walk past me, his eyes burning into me and his smile dragging me in, I felt myself become nervous and it felt like my stomach was fluttering.

"Oookay class." I said but my voice broke out of nerves and the class started to laugh. "Sorry about that." I said and let out a cough.

"Got something in your throat?" I heard Rory shout out.

I felt like my heart stopped when he said that, although I knew no one else in the room understood the other meaning, I couldn't help but be shocked.

"Anyway, let's carry on with class." I said trying to focus.

The entire class I kept catching eyes with Rory, I was stumbling my words and losing my train of thought at all times. What's worse, I had to fight myself from getting a hard cock on throughout the class.

Why was I getting hard, what was going on with me?

When the class ended I just thanked god that I didn't have any more outbursts from Rory. That was only short lived though, as I sat at my desk watching the students leave, I couldn't take my eyes off of Rory who remained in his seat.

When the last student left, Rory was staring at me as he slowly stood up and walked over to me. It was like I couldn't find any words to say.

"So, did you think about what I said?" Rory asked me as he got closer and closer.

"R-Rory, stop." I meagrely got out.

I knew I needed to end it, but something about him had my head spinning.

"I saw you readjusting yourself throughout the class, seems I've had an effect on you, sir." He said and leant across my desk.

"Rory, stop." I whispered, "This isn't going to happen."

"Why not?" Rory asked me in a hushed tone, "Tell me you haven't thought about it since I told you."

I couldn't speak, I couldn't even look at him and just stared at the floor.

"I knew it, why don't you just accept it and get on your knees now." He told me.

"Rory, I'm not gay." I told him, as though that was a good argument.

"You're at least curious, and I want to show you the way," Rory told me, "And I always get what I want."

I could feel my hard cock poking out in between my legs, why was he having such an effect on me?

"Tell me you're not turned on right now." He said to me bluntly.

"I... I... I..." I tried to argue but I couldn't speak.

"See, I bet your rock hard right now." He said.

"Rory, that's enough." I finally said to him, finding the words.

"We will see about that." Rory said and just like that he left.

What was going on with me? Why can't I argue back to him. I've never once thought about a man in that way before, but he just seemed to have a hold on me!

When I got home later on Jane was still at work. I couldn't get Rory out of my head and I needed to do some research about what's going on in my head.

I started reading stories about straight men that have sex with other men. To my surprise there were a lot more stories than I expected. It seemed there was a whole lot of straight men that had gay sex.

Before I knew it, I found myself on a site called Literotica, a site I had never been on before. I started to read these erotic stories of married men that got seduced by other, more dominant men.

That's when I realised, I was hard as a rock and extremely horny.

Without even realising it, I reached into my trousers and started to stroke my cock as I read about straight men sucking cock. I couldn't help but think of Rory as I read these stories.

I wanked faster and faster, as I went down the rabbit hole I eventually found myself picturing it was me in these stories, being made to submit to younger men.

"Hello?!" I suddenly heard Jane's voice call out as she entered the front door.

I was in total shock and forgot that she was going to be home. I instantly exited from the site and closed my laptop. I sorted out my hard cock so it wasn't obvious and went downstairs to say hi.

"Is dinner ready?" She asked me.

I didn't realise that I completely lost track of time and hadn't starting cooking at all.

"Sorry, I haven't even started. I got distracted." I told her.

"By what?" She asked and took off her coat.

"Just reading teaching tips online." I said to her. In our entire marriage I have never lied to my wife and saying that to her wrecked me with guilt instantly.

"That's fine, I'll get it started." She said and kissed me on the cheek.

Throughout our meal I was quiet, I couldn't get the thought of Rory out of my head, or the fact that I am actually considering that I want to suck a dick.

When we got to bed, Jane could clearly see something was wrong with me.

"You've been silent tonight, is something wrong?" She asked me as she cuddled up to me.

"Nothing," I told her, another lie, but this time I couldn't hold it in, "Well, a student hit on me." I admitted.

"Another one?" She laughed out, I always told her when it happened before because they were always ridiculous and I never considered it.

"Yeah, except this time... It was a guy." I told her.

"Oh god, that's mental!" She told me, "I can't blame him, you are one sexy teacher." She said and kissed my cheek.

"Thanks." I joked back to her.

"What did you say to him?" She asked me with her head resting on my chest.

"I told him no, obviously." I said, which technically was the truth.

"Fair enough," She said, "When did this happen?"

"Yesterday, my last class." I told her, without even realising what I was admitting to.

When her head raised from my chest and she looked at me with a blank expression I feared that I said something wrong.

"You mean, when you came home really horny and we had sex?" She asked.

"It wasn't like that." I told her, not sure if I was lying to her or myself.

"So, what did this guy say to you?" She asked me, still looking into my eyes.

"He painted quite the picture," I admitted, I didn't know if it was because I was horny or what but I just opened up, "He told me he wanted to see me on my knees sucking his cock."

"Oh wow, bold." Jane said to me, "And what did you think?"

"What do you mean?" I asked her, not really understanding her question.

"Well, one of your male students says he wants you to suck his dick, then you come home really horny and we have great sex." Jane explains, "Did you like the thought of it?"

"I... I... I...." Just like with Rory, I couldn't find any words in my defence.

"Tom?" Jane asked me, "Are you thinking about sucking a dick?"

"I... I don't know." I admitted, although I knew this was dangerous, I couldn't lie to her.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Jane asked and I couldn't figure out her tone, "Does the idea turn you on?"

"I'm not sure." I whispered to her, feeling embarrassed by this whole conversation.

Suddenly, Jane pushed the duvet away and her hand grabbed my painfully hard cock.

"It seems it does turn you on." Jane said, holding my cock and looking at me.

"I... I can't explain it." I say to her, in fear of where this conversation would lead.

Then, I felt Jane slowly stroke my hard cock, I could feel my precum leak onto her hand.

"It seems you do get turned on by the thought of sucking on a big... hard.... Cock." She whispered to me.

Was this turning her on?

"Oh god..." I moaned as she slowly stroked my cock.

"You like it don't you?" Jane whispered.

"Do you like the thought?" I asked her, surprised by what was going on.

"I have to admit, the idea does turn me on." Jane said and then I felt her lips press against my neck and I let out a moan, "You want to do it don't you?"

"I don't know." I moaned as she kept kissing my neck and wanking me.

"I think you do, I think you want to know what it's like to have a cock in your mouth." Jane whispered.

"Oh god... maybe I do." I moaned back to her and felt like my entire body was on edge.

"Say it," Jane whispered, "I want to hear you say it."

"Oh Jane... I want to suck his cock." I moaned.

"Oh fuck." Jane suddenly moaned and within a second she straddled me and pushed her absolutely soaking wet pussy down on my cock.

"Fuuckk yes!" I moaned as my amazing wife started to ride me with a passion.

"That's so hot!" Jane moaned, "Imagining you on your knees, taking a big cock down your throat."

I held onto her hips and watched her ride me, amazed at how turned on this made her but also loving it.

"Before you got home..." I moaned, "I was ready gay erotic stories... of straight men submitting to dominant men."

"Oh fuck.... Yes... I love that..." Jane moaned as she kept riding me, "You want to submit to him don't you, to be on your knees and suck his cock."

"Yeeess," I moaned, "I want to feel his cock in my mouth, to taste his cock and have him fill me with cum."

"Oooh fuuuuuucccckkkk!!!" Jane roared out in pure ecstasy.

"Fuck... Jane... I'm gonna cum." I moaned but she just kept riding me.

"Oh yeah, cum for me, cum whilst you think of sucking a hard cock!" Jane moaned.

"Fuckking hell!!" I moaned loudly and felt myself erupt inside of my wife's pussy.

She kept riding me and milking every last drop of cum from my balls as I slowly came down from my orgasm.

"You want your first taste of cum?" She asked me, her face was only inches from mine.

"What do you mean?" I panted back to her.

"I want you to make me cum, with your tongue. To taste your cum that's filled my pussy." She moaned.

"Oh fuck, I don't know." I replied, the fantasy having died down a bit now I had cum.

"But I know, do it, for me?" She asked, still moaning as my cock went soft inside of her.

"Fuck, okay." I agreed.

"Good!" Jane moaned.

I assumed she was going to lie down, but before I had time to react she climbed up my body and suddenly her cum filled pussy was sitting on my face.

The first thing I noticed was my senses completely filled with the smell and taste of my cum. Much to my surprise I actually liked it.

I instinctively stuck out my tongue and pushed it deep into her soppy pussy.

"Oh fuck, yes... eat my cum filled pussy!" Jane moaned.

She had always been fairly vocal when we've had sex, but this was a whole new level! I couldn't believe how turned on she was at the thought of me sucking a dick.

"Mmmm!" I moaned back to her as I lapped the cum from her pussy.

She kept grinding back and forth on my face, it felt like I was getting covered in my own cum and did the best I could to lick her clit.

"Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum.... I'm gonna cuuuuuuummmm!!" She bellowed out and I felt her body tremble around me as her cum filled pussy came over my face.