Ever since i began high school everyone would joke about how hot Mrs Addison, the geography teacher, was. We would look forward to our geography classes as if it were christmas time. She wasn't overly pretty but she had curves you would fantasize about. Big breasts that bounced under her blouses when she walked, big plump lips that she would lick when concentrating and her ass was thick and round. She was different to the skinny young girls at school, they were all teens with barely anything there but Mrs Addison was thirty-six years old and mature. Not that i could talk, i was in my senior year and barely eighteen with my scruffy facial hair and standard high school jock physique.

It wasn't until the end of senior year that we began talking outside of school. I had needed help with my final paper and she offered to stay back with me after school and work on it. At first we were like teacher-student professionals, but after two or three sessions i began to unknowingly flirt with her. It just came so natural, and although hesitant Mrs Addison flirted back. I found myself going to bed every night fantasizing about fucking her. I would dream about her, i would masturbate over her, i was convinced i loved her. I tried to ignore the feelings by dating a girl in my year named Natalie. She was the most popular girl at our school and was without a doubt beautiful, but she wasn't Mrs Addison. Everytime Nat and i had sex i was thinking of Mrs Addison. Soon enough i found myself dreaming of her again, so i broke up with Nat.

It was one week after everyone completed their final papers, we no longer were high school students. I was kind of sad because this meant i didn't get to see Mrs Addison but to my surprise she messaged me asking to go over some final college details, i jumped at the opportunity and said yes straight away. When i got to her office i noticed her being frosty towards me, she then flirtatiously admitted that she was a little jealous that her best student had a girlfriend. This made me explode inside, she thinks about me. As i said goodbye i was about to open the door to leave when Mrs Addison stopped me, stood only inches away from my face and said 'I think we should hang out sometime, continue being friends!' I smiled immediately, there was no hiding it. I said yes and thought about her all the way home.

Two days later i arrived at Mrs Addison two-storey family home. I remember thinking how weird this was, a married woman inviting me over. I brought books and a backpack to make it look like i was just there to learn something, and maybe i was. She opened the door and i instantly felt butterflies. She was in white t-shirt that you could see the outline of her breasts and nipples through that was tucked into some tight ripped jeans. We went into the loungeroom and sat on her couch. We attempted small talk for a bit but it wasn't long before the talk turned sexual. 

Mrs Addison touched my thigh and almost immediately i had a boner. She smirked. I was so nervous, i was about to fuck my geography teacher. She told me to relax and that she would make this easy for me, then she took off her jeans. She was wearing black lace underwear. Next she pulled her top off, i felt my dick get harder. Her tits were soft, squishy and bounced slightly as she bent down to remove her underwear. I was now more nervous than ever. I began to fumble around as i attempted to effortlessly take my clothes off, but eventually i was naked and supporting a massive hard on. 

Almost immediately, Mrs Addison knelt down and her soft plump lips covered my dick. I remember thinking how lucky i was and that this is finally happening that i didn't notice i was about to cum. Seriously, not even a minute and i'm about to cum. I quickly whimpered 'I'm about to blow' as i came into her mouth. I couldn't believe it. She leaned back and just looked at me whilst taking a big gulp (i realised that was her swallowing my cum). Before i knew it, my dick was hard again. I guess her swallowing my jizz turns me on.

My dick was hard and within seconds Mrs Addison is on top of me on the couch, she slides my dick in. Her pussy was so warm it felt like having a hot shower on a cold day. She began to ride my dick, her body bouncing with every grind. At first i thought how cool this was, my dream is coming true. But as she leant over i could see over her shoulder and there it was, a photo of her husband and right next to it was what looked like a family portrait. I had no clue she had children. 

Suddenly the realisation that i am fucking a middle aged woman began to set in, she was a mother and a wife. Her once bouncy boobs started to look saggy and i started to noticed every wrinkle and crease on her. She was making these moaning noises that would usually turn me on but somehow just made me wish she would be quiet, it was almost like she was putting on a show. She was sweating, i could see it dripping down her chest. It wasn't until she started moaning louder that i realised how much i wished it to be over. 

I knew i had to do something and so i pretended to cum. She tried kissing me and said how amazing it was, i just smiled. I think it took me five minutes to get dressed and get out of there. I honestly just needed to go home and shower. It was about two days later when i received a message from Mrs Addison. She wanted to see me again. I knew i needed to be honest so i told her that it was wrong what we did and that it shouldn't happen again. At first she begged but then she agreed that it was wrong. I told a few close friends about it and eventually it spread throughout town, ruining her marriage. Mrs Addison messaged me a few times trying to reconcile but i had moved to college since then and never spoke to her again.