– Misha, stay after class, I need to talk to you.
Katerina Sergeevna looked at me sternly. Katenka is our English teacher, a beautiful, slender girl, straight out of college.
The entire male half of the teaching staff at our school went crazy over her. Katerina Sergeevna stood out with her slender figure, firm breasts and luscious ass. Her slightly snub nose above her plump lips wrinkled so comically when she was angry. Beautiful chestnut hair, gathered in a lush ponytail, from which unruly strands fell out, stylish square glasses and a stern look – all this made her absolutely beautiful, but also unapproachable. Many of our boys from the class masturbated on her secretly after her lessons and I was no exception…
When the classroom emptied, after the last English lesson of the day, I reluctantly approached the teacher’s desk and, looking down, shifted from foot to foot with a bad feeling.
– So Misha, I need to have a serious talk with you about your behavior. – Katerina Sergeyevna looked at me sternly from under her stylish glasses.
– Your behavior is outrageous. I’ll have to call your parents!
– But Katerina Sergeyevna! What did I do? – I began to whine, looking fascinated by the cut of her blouse, where the tender hollow between her breasts could be guessed, and realizing with horror that my groin was aching…
– You tell me, Misha, what were you doing in class yesterday, when everyone left school?
At these words, everything went cold inside me and I blushed deeply… Really… I closed myself off… Masturbation in front of the teacher?
– I didn’t do anything… – I started mumbling, still not believing what was happening.
– Don’t lie to me! I saw everything! You thought that no one saw you, but the classroom door was left open and I saw everything you were doing. – Katerina Sergeyevna’s cheeks blushed, but she continued to scold me sternly. – Aren’t you ashamed? This is outrageous! I’ll have to call your parents to school.
My legs started to give way… She saw me jerking off in class yesterday, thinking that everyone had left school and forgot to lock the classroom door, idiot! I was ready to sink into the ground with shame (nevertheless, somewhere deep in my soul, the thought that she saw me masturbating caused some strange feeling, similar to arousal). Now if she tells my parents everything, I’m lost! Masturbation in front of the teacher. Ouch.
– Katerina Sergeyevna, forgive me… I am very ashamed, I didn’t mean to… or rather, I meant to… – the words were slurred and didn’t come out right, – I won’t do it again, please, don’t tell my parents anything, they’ll kill me!
I looked down and sniffled pitifully. Katerina Sergeyevna was silent, looking at the magazine and tapping the pencil she was holding in her graceful palm. Suddenly she looked somewhere into my stomach and asked:
– How long have you been doing this, Mishenka?
I blushed even more and started mumbling again, pretending to be innocent:
– A long time ago… no, recently, well, it only happened a few times, forgive me!
— Do you like to caress yourself? Why did you do it in class? Couldn’t you hold on until you got home?
— I… I… was just very excited… and couldn’t hold on any longer… everything hurt there… — I started talking some nonsense.
— Do you get excited quickly when you see and imagine beautiful girls? — Katerina Sergeyevna continued her torturous interrogation, leaning further over the table, so that I again stared at the hollow between her breasts.
— Yes… I get excited very quickly, — I mumbled, realizing to my final shame that I was really starting to get very excited, apparently from all this stress. — Katerina Sergeyevna, please, don’t tell anyone anything, I beg you!
Katerina Sergeyevna was thoughtfully silent for a minute, then looked into my eyes and said in a quiet voice:
— Okay, Mishenka. I think I’ll hush up this question. but you’ll have to do something for me. Come closer.
I came closer to the table, not believing my luck, – I’ll do anything!
She got up from her chair and said:
– Take off your pants!
I was silent, not believing my ears. Then I reluctantly began to unbutton my fly and pulled down my pants, realizing that I couldn’t get out of it. Under my swimming trunks I could see my swollen penis, I blushed even more.
Katerina Sergeyevna went to the door and locked it, then came back, looked at me and said sternly:
– Pull your pants down lower. And take off your panties, what are you waiting for!
– Is this really necessary? – I muttered in a low voice.
– Of course it is! You don’t want me to tell your parents everything, do you? So do what I say!
With stiff fingers I took the elastic of my swimming trunks, spread them out and slowly pulled them down to my knees. My swollen penis jumped out like a jack-in-the-box and was already looking parallel to the floor, straight at Katerina Sergeyevna… She slowly lowered her gaze from my face down, looked sternly over her glasses at my penis and said:
– Wow.. You’re already a completely grown-up boy, Mishenka…
At these words, my head began to spin slightly. I experienced the strongest, incomparable excitement, from the fact that Katerina Sergeyevna was looking at my penis. It filled with blood and finally hardened, jumping up and looking with its head at the teacher. I blushed deeply once again.
– I see that you’re already very excited, Mishenka. I want you to take your penis in your palm now and stroke it.
– Do you have to watch this, Katerina Sergeyevna? I’m so ashamed… – I said in a hoarse voice.
– I know you’re ashamed. But I want you to show me what you did in class yesterday. I want to see how you caress yourself. Come on, stroke him.
Hardly realizing what was happening, I took my cock in my palm and began to stroke it. Katerina Sergeevna watched my movements closely.
– Come on, don’t be shy. After all, I’m your teacher, I should know everything about you. You can do it a little faster, and with the other hand stroke your balls. Do you like doing this?
– Yes… very much… – I croaked.
I jerked my cock, and with the other palm stroked my balls, the teacher looked at me between my legs. From this, the excitement became so acute that my head began to go cloudy and my legs trembled slightly.
– I saw everything, how you stroked yourself yesterday, shameless boy. I saw how you came and splashed sperm on the floor in the classroom. Do you like it, Mishenka? – asked Katerina Sergeevna.
– Yes… very sweet… – my breathing was ragged and the words came with difficulty, – I can barely hold on, Katerina Sergeyevna is about to pour out of me…
– Okay, now, take your hands off my cock! – the teacher suddenly said in a stern voice.
I pulled my hands away from my genitals, but the wild excitement did not leave me. My cock was slightly shaking, drops of clear liquid began to appear on the head and roll down. I was shaking all over and
under the hypnotic gaze of Katerina Sergeyevna I was in a semi-delirious state, on the verge of orgasm, ready to explode at any second.
– Look at yourself, shameless boy! – the teacher scolded me sternly, – Your dick is all red, your balls are shriveled up, you’re shaking all over. How shameful! Masturbation in front of the teacher, that’s all.
Then, with a suddenly changed voice, she asked:
– Do you want to cum, Misha?
– Yes… I really want to.. Katerina Sergey… – I croaked
– Come on… show me. I want to see how you cum, how hot sperm squirts out of you!
Suddenly she came up to me, grabbed my dick, squeezed it hard and began to move her beautiful palm along the shaft, squeezing my balls with her other hand. I couldn’t stand it anymore, I groaned and tight, hot streams of sperm began to squirt out of me.
She pulled back slightly so as not to stain her clothes, continuing to quickly jerk my cock while I came, convulsing violently. The cock pulsated in her hot palm, splashing the floor and her palm with sperm, white, viscous drops flowed down her hand onto the floor, and Katenka stared at the cock ejaculating and whispered:
– Come on, boy, cum, don’t hold back…
After I came to my senses, somehow dried myself and got dressed, Katerina Sergeyevna was already sitting at the table and writing something.
Raising her beautiful eyes to me, she said:
– You are free. Tomorrow you will stay for additional classes. You still have a lot of loose ends to catch up on.
– I will stay with pleasure, Katerina Sergeyevna, – I whispered… This is how masturbation in front of the teacher is.
THE END