What started as me trying to intimidate this bratty student had turned into something intensely taboo. I mean, I could lose my job for this! But it was also sensationally hot. I hoped I’d be able to talk Tara into being discreet about what we’d done in detention, but for the moment, I couldn’t help but be swept away in our combined passions. I stood up and said,“C’mon, let’s get all the way naked!” I grabbed her black top and roughly pushed it up and over her head. I then turned and began to take off pulled down my skirt. Tara’s hands went to it immediately. “I knew she was hiding a big booty underneath those flowering skirts she wears,” she exclaimed. She really surprised me then by leaning down, and giving it a soft wet kiss. “She’s called you an ass kisser before Stu,” I said, “But I don’t think she ever meant it literally.”

“I couldn’t help myself,” Tara said appreciatively. “It’s such a perfect milf ass.” Both her hands claimed a cheek. She lifted them, and her palms came down hard. A sharp smack filled the classroom, and it made my pussy ache. I heard myself sigh. “Go ahead, man,” I said. “Get it out of your system.” I’m not quite sure what I meant by that, but before I could think on it more, I felt Tara’s face go right between my cheeks and…she motorboated my ass. I’ve never even had my husband do that!

Tara did that for several seconds. Finally I said, “Alright dude, that’s enough. The front demands equal time.” I turned around. My butt was wet from Tara’s slobber, but I sat it right down on my desk and spread my legs. “Let’s see how much you love her pussy,” I demanded. It turned out, Tara liked it a lot, because she went right to licking it. It was a little clumsy, like, my husband could do it better, but her enthusiasm was unmatched. Very quickly my body was trembling with pleasure. “Who needs girlfriends,” I said happily. And then I hoisted up my left boob, and sucked on my tit.

As I did, I couldn’t help but regret not ever experimenting in college.