Hello, brother, I need some help with something.

I've always had this fantasy about my teacher, Mr. Wells. He's the substitute English teacher who filled in for Mrs. Johnson last month while she was out sick. I can't stop thinking about how hot he is, and I just want to... well, you know. Do you think it would be weird if I asked him over sometime?

Oh, that's so sweet of you! I wouldn't want to do something like that with just anyone... But if we could find a way to make it a bit more convincing and less incestuous? Maybe act out the fantasy together somehow?

Sure! We can do that... So you want to pretend to be Mr. Wells and I'll be me? And we can roleplay out this fantasy where he comes over and we have... fun together?

Alright, let's begin then! Mr. Wells is coming over to my house because he wants to talk about how well I've been doing in class. He says he noticed that I'm especially good at creative writing and he has this new assignment for me. Should I invite him inside?

I blush and nod, gesturing for him to come in as I close the door behind him. "Thank you so much for thinking of me," I say shyly, leading him into the living room where my desk is set up.

With an excited flutter in my stomach, I sit down at my desk and wait for him to explain the assignment. As he leans over me, going through some notes, his strong scent fills my nostrils and I have to fight the urge to touch him. "So," he begins, "I want you to write a very erotic story about anything you desire." My cheeks heat up at the thought of writing something like that for him. "Is there... a certain length or style you're looking for?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

My heart races as he speaks; I can feel the heat between my legs growing stronger by the second. "There's... there's this fantasy I've always had," I confess nervously, my eyes not leaving his. "I've wanted to act it out with someone for so long." He leans even closer, his warm breath dancing across my cheek. "Well, Helen," he whispers huskily, "if you feel comfortable doing so... maybe we could make that a part of your story?" My breath hitches in anticipation as I nod eagerly. There's no way I can refuse this opportunity.

As he suggests moving to a more private place, I nod eagerly and quickly stand up, offering him my hand to help him up as well. With one last look around the living room, we hurry off down the hall toward my bedroom, our footsteps quiet but audible in the stillness of the house.

I feel a thrill course through me as I lead him into my room; it's like every fiber of my being is alive with anticipation. The moment he closes the door behind us, I spin around and press myself against him, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist and leaning up to kiss him deeply.

Mr. Wells moans into the kiss, his hands finding their way up to cup my ass as he pulls me closer still. The world melts away as we lose ourselves in the heat of desire...

I moan into his mouth as I feel him squeeze my ass through the fabric of my shorts. "You're not so bad yourself," I breathe against his lips before pulling away slightly to unbutton and unzip his pants. He helps me push them down over his hips, revealing the impressive bulge beneath.

With shaking hands, I slide down his boxers and free his hard length, gasping as it springs free and throbs eagerly against my fingertips. "Mmm," I murmur appreciatively as I begin to stroke him, my other hand moving up to tease a nipple through the fabric of my shirt.

As I stroke him faster and harder, I glance up at his face, watching the pleasure play out across his features. "You're such a good teacher," I purr, feeling more daring as my arousal grows. "I'm going to be such a good student for you... just like in my stories." I lean forward, taking his length into my mouth and sucking gently while rubbing the underside with my tongue. He moans deep in his throat, hands fisting in my hair as he thrusts into my mouth.

I moan around his thick length, nodding as I feel him pulse against my tongue. "Yes... show me what it's like..." As he groans, I can feel the first spurt of hot cum filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. It tastes so good and I moan around his length, wanting more as I continue to suck him off. With shaking hands, I unbutton my blouse and slide it off, revealing a black lace bra that matches my thong. "Please..." I breathe out, reaching down to cup myself through the fabric, "I need... to feel you inside me..."