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Pozzed By My High School Teacher


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I was in the closet my whole school life. I always dreamt about getting fucked all the time. When I left my daytime classmates, I’d often put on my porn tapes and jack off all night. It was such a turn-on to see guys fuck bareback. I’d always rent the older tapes where no one ever used condoms.

Eventually I graduated to hanging out at the sauna where I fantasized about getting fucked like the guys in my videos, but never actually had the courage to do anything more than sucking cock.  One Friday night I was at the sauna.  Somehow when I arrived at the place I found myself unusually nervous.  Something told me tonight would be different.  When I check-in, I purchased a bottle of poppers, having read about them online and decided to try them if, as I hoped, I got fucked.  Anyhow, I quickly showered, making sure my hole was clean, and when dried-off, I went upstairs.  Then I saw a man who looked very familiar.  I knew I recognized him, but from where I couldn't say.  He however, saw me, and gestured me to follow him to a room.  Without hesitation I followed him, and dropped to my knees as he pulled out a nice thick cock.

"Do you remember me?" he asked.

I paused, answering "No, but I somehow thought I knew you."

"I was a teacher at your high school.  I taught you about four years ago.  I remember thinking you were gay and now I'll get to fuck you and be part of you forever."

As I  grabbed his cock I announced "I want all of this inside my holes.  I wanna be your little high school fag."

His cock tasted great as i used what I knew from my minimal experience to get him hard as rock.  When he was fully erect, he bent me over and lubed up his cock and my hole.  I was about to lose my virginity to my former teacher.  As he entered me, he made filthy accusations of things I’d never been accused of before.  My senses were overwhelmed by his hard body covering me, the scent of the poppers, his filthy whispers, and his hard dick entering my virgin ass.

He worked slowly at first.  My hole was stretched wider than it had ever been before.  Even though it was my first time, likely thanks to the poppers, it didn’t hurt, although I suspected I must have been bleeding.

The sound of his precum slurping in my hole, combined with the throb of the poppers, and his purulent whisperings reached a crescendo in my ears, as my other physical senses were totally consumed by his raw dick plunging in and out of my ass.  His picked up the tempo and began to moan loudly, whispering "I'm gonna give you exactly what you deserve."

I’d closed my eyes to absorb all pleasures of my first fuck, when he said, “Open your eyes!”

“What?”

“I said. 'Open your eyes, bitch!'”

His face was almost touching mine, and he was staring directly into my eyes as I was into his.  His countenance had taken on this lascivious expression, and I wasn’t even sure I recognized the guy who was fucking me—a perception I was bound to experience again and again in years to come.

You want my dirty seed, whore?”

"Yes, Sir," I pleaded. “Shoot in me now.  Give me your hot cum, pleeease!”

His tongue, laden with spit and slime, forced its way down my throat.

“TAKE MY HOT POZ LOAD--NOW!"

I almost blacked out.  My dick spurted everywhere. I knew my hole had been ripped apart like I never thought it could be.  Involuntarily my ass muscles clamped down around his cock, to absorb every drop of his seed.  I never felt so fulfilled in my life.  I found my place in life as a cum dump for anyone.  All thanks to my teacher.  He quickly grabbed his towel and left the room, leaving me there dripping of poz cum.

I tested poz two months or so after this encounter.  My high school teacher had converted me.  Sadly, I never saw him again to thank him for the gift he had given me.

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i wasn't pozzed by my high school teacher and i lost my cherry long before i got to high school.  But i gotta say that there is nothing like being fucked by a math teacher and then showing up for math class the next day.  The secret glances across the room; the quickening of breath as some dude tries to explain an equation while I grab teach's attention and lick my lips, flirting.  The uncomfortable look in teacher's eye as he fears i will give him away.  He silently mouths "don't"  i sit in the back of the room humping the desk, my tongue hanging out.  He is on edge for 50 minutes.  Not a whole lot of math was learned by anyone n that class that day.

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On 4/13/2016 at 9:04 PM, Guest bbpiginsyd said:

I purchased a bottle of poppers, having read about them online and decided to try them

I remember the first time I was given poppers, a big cocked top was ready to fuck my hole in a bookstore booth and he shoved the little brown bottle under my hose as he forced his big cock in, I got dizzy an almost passed out but boy was it good.

This was back in the day of the real poppers.

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