Sex with the instructor

So, the moment came when I decided to go get my driver's license. The first time I came to a driving lesson, I was incredibly happy that the instructor turned out to be not a stern, hysterical, and pot-bellied guy, but a rather attractive man around 30 years old. The first impression of a person is not always correct. And in my case, that very first impression turned out to be wrong. Outwardly, he was a kind, calm, quite handsome young man, but it's worth mentioning that he was not single, as indicated by his wedding ring. Therefore, any interest in him as a man immediately disappeared, and I gradually learned the skills of driving with

him during the lessons, up to a certain point.

And here's a little backstory: up to the tenth lesson, we only drove around the training ground, and there, it seemed to me that other instructors paid special attention to me. It was noticeable that I attracted their attention, i.e., they would stare at me, joke around, give unnecessary hints where it wasn't really needed, etc. And here, I guess, my instructor wanted to confirm his ego once again by proving he could get me into bed, or maybe every second, if not the first, woman who ends up in his group ends up in his bed.

Coming to him for a driving lesson another time, in a rather revealing outfit, i.e., a light summer knee-length dress with a deep neckline, under which no underwear was intended. I was in a good mood and thought that once again we would go to the training ground, where I would see another instructor with whom we had been mutually flirting. Despite my wish, we drove around the city; for the first half hour, he took me through dangerous turns, railroad crossings, and then, lost in thought, I didn't notice how we ended up somewhere in the woods. (Specially for .org — ) Stopping somewhere there at the instructor's request, a silent question froze on my face: "What's going on?"

— Let's have a smoke?

— Okay.

Without hesitation, he started stroking my knee, asking immodest questions (this, of course, surprised me; I immediately looked at him with different eyes). He slowly turned my face towards him and, without a doubt that I would refuse, kissed me, so teasingly and sweetly that I couldn't help but give in to the provocation. His hand became more and more persistent, fully penetrating my panties and caressing my hole, first with one finger, then with two, and my body became more pliant. In turn, I freed his cock, which was of medium size but thick; first, I stroked it, and then, under the pressure of his hands on my head, I licked it, swallowed it, made a few sucking movements, and simultaneously stroked his balls with my hand.

He pushed me away from him, got out of the car without a word, opened the door on my side, gave me his hand, I accordingly got out of the car, and then he bent me over the car doggy-style; I arched my back and stuck out my ass in anticipation of penetration. Licking two fingers, he moistened my pussy, which was already craving his hot cock; after a couple of movements with his fingers, he rubbed his cock along my labia and entered me. I moaned, and he spanked my ass and fucked me hard, but when he slapped my tits, I came. He pulled his cock out of me, and I took it in my mouth and started sucking quickly, and then I opened my mouth, waiting for his cum, and with quick hand movements, he brought himself to orgasm. The first stream hit me right on the tongue, the second on my chin, and at the end, on my chest. With my finger, I collected the cum from myself, licked it, and swallowed it. And at the next lesson, I couldn't look either my instructor or that other one I liked so much in the eyes, but he looked at me as if he knew everything in detail.