A Teacher and Her Voyeur
Copyright© 2025 by Mandurah
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - The lusting of a teacher by a student is as old as education itself. When a trio of students find out about a teacher's illicit sex, blackmail looms and a compromise is proposed. Will the trio get "educated"? Or, will another group of students discover that tryst? It's a no-holes-barred romp all across the educational spectrum that you don't want to miss!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Workplace BDSM Anal Sex First Masturbation Oral Sex
We put our plan in place to covertly stake out the teacher’s car park. One of us stayed behind each night, waiting for Stevo to leave. Nothing in the first week, but we missed out on Wednesday because of footy training.
After class the following Wednesday, I was on my way to footie practice when I realized I had left my calculator on my desk, so I returned to the classroom to find Stevo applying lipstick and perfume as I entered.
“Johnson, what are you doing here? You startled me?” Stevo said in alarm. “Sorry, Ms Stevensen, I left my calculator behind. So I’ve come back to collect it.” I pointed at my desk, where you could see the calculator.
“Just hurry and get it,” Ms Stevensen said in a flustered, angry tone. After collecting the calculator, I raced back to footy training and caught up with Phil and River.
“Guys, guys,” I said excitedly while getting my breath back, “It’s tonight. Whatever’s going down with Stevo, it’s tonight. I went back to class, and there she was, applying lipstick, perfume and making herself look good. She went bright red when she saw me and was all flustered.”
“Great, we’ll check it out after training,” Phil stated.
My mind wasn’t on footie training tonight. All I kept thinking about was Stevo getting fucked on her desk. The session couldn’t end fast enough for me; I was making mistake after mistake and caught the coach’s eye for screwing up so many drills. That meant I had to do two laps of the field as punishment, plus some sit-ups and star jumps.
After training, the three of us rushed back to school, where we quietly crept around outside, stopping to look through various windows. Our voyeurism paid off when we got to Stevo’s classroom.
Stevo was lying face down across her desk, her skirt flipped up on her back, and her panties were around her knees. Standing behind her was Burko. Fuck! Beer belly, Burko. Surely she could do better than that, I thought. He held a ruler in his left hand, pulled it back with his right, then let it go. You could hear a sharp crack as it slapped Stevo’s arse cheeks.
He alternated between left and right cheeks. I was so hard that, without thinking, I got my cock out and began jerking off. I was so fucking excited. When I looked at Phil and River, they were doing the same. Thank God for that, I thought.
Burko rubbed Stevo’s arse after applying several slaps before treating her to another ten to each cheek and again rubbing them, and you could see the outline of the ruler on each butt cheek, which was a delightful shade of pink. He stopped spanking her, then squeezed her butt and fingered her pussy. River began to grunt and shoot his load against the classroom wall. After fingering Stevo for a while, Burko dropped his strides (pants) and rammed his cock into her pussy. Her head jerked back and forth as she gripped the desk, and you could hear soft moans and whimpers as he fucked her. Both Phil and I came together, shooting torrents of cum against the wall. The three of us straightened up and quickly left. “Wow, what a lucky bastard Burko is,” River said.