My female maths teacher lured me to her house just to have sex

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“I always struggled to understand the complicated equations on the board during math classes, so I hardly paid any attention. But my math teacher, Ms. Esther, always liked to carry me along.

She would often pick me out to solve equations on the board, and I would fail poorly. She would yell at me and call me names while my classmates laughed at me.

Just like most math teachers, Mrs. Esther was very strict and authoritative. I think she was in her late 40s, and I was just a 20-year-old teenager but with a more mature body. One day, I failed her test, and she got angry at me. She called for me, and I quickly ran to her.

When I got there, she looked at me and said, ‘Do you need a math lesson, teacher?’ With the look on her face, I knew I couldn’t say ‘No,’ so I just nodded my head.

Then, she said, ‘I would like to tutor you after school to help you catch up and solve your math problems. We are to meet up in her office after school hours and solve maths.’ To be honest, I didn’t want to accept because I have always seen Ms. Esther as a strict and intimidating teacher, and the thought of being alone with her scares me.

But as she explained the benefits of one-on-one tutoring, I started to feel more comfortable with the idea. When I got home the following day, I told my parents about it, and they agreed.

My first few lessons with her were completely different. She patiently explained concepts to me, and to be honest, it was really helpful. But as our lessons progressed, I started to notice a change in her behavior.

She would often make comments about my appearance or my body, which mostly made me uncomfortable. I would overlook it, thinking it was just her way of trying to break the ice and make our lessons more fun. But I was wrong.

A few days later, she told me she had a surprise for me and that I should come with her to her house for our next lesson. I wondered what kind of surprise she had for me. I had never been to a teacher’s house before, but I decided to go with her after class.

When I arrived at her house, she welcomed me and led me to her living room, where she had set up a table for us to work on math problems.

As we started our lesson, something felt off. Mrs. Esther started staring at me in a way that made me feel uncomfortable. She was looking at me so awkwardly, causing me to shift nervously in my seat.

Then she said something like, ‘You know, math can be quite a sexy subject if you think about it!’ I didn’t really understand her comment, but before I could ask any questions, she continued, ‘Do you have a girlfriend?’ I shook my head.

Then she said, ‘Well, I’m sure many girls would love to be with a guy like you.’ Her eyes were fixed on me, and she was giving out a weird vibe.

Feeling more uncomfortable than ever, I tried to steer the conversation back to math, but of course, she had other plans.

She started saying something about how math and sex were similar. I was completely confused; I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

This was not the same strict teacher I had known. She was totally acting different. Without warning, Mrs. Esther got up from her seat and walked over to me.

She leaned in close and whispered, ‘I bet you have a big, strong…’mathematical ruler’… My heart started pounding, and I didn’t know how to respond.

Before I can say anything, she took my hand and placed it on her lap. ‘Let’s take a break from math for a while,’ she said with a low sexy voice. I was in shock.

She started to touch me, running her hands over my chest and kissing my neck to my ear… I just sat there speechless and unable to utter a word, trying to wrap my head around what was going on.

Before I could do any addition and subtraction, she unbutton my uniform, knelt in front of me and started sucking my breast.

My little tiny nipples stood up and she licked and sucked it. Her mouth was so warm and sweet. After a while, she unzipped my trousers, brought my dick out and wrapped her warm mouth around it. And I became lost completely.

After some minute, she quickly Stood up, dragged her skirt up and sat on my d*ck. she must have had enough. She moaned so softly as she whined and ride my long stick.

We had s*x that day, and it was unlike anything I had ever experienced. she showed me the true meaning of pleasure and I learned how to solve a lot of math equations.

We continued our secret meetings at her house until she got a more matured boyfriend and we had to stop. Few months later, I finish ND(National Diploma), and that was where it all ended.”

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