Class Diary #1: Bia
Published on 14.04.2016 and translated on 14.07.2026 Conto · Hetero by Prof. André 10 min readingIntroducing myself: André, 22 years old. I’m a Portuguese and English teacher, graduated in 2014. Since I live alone and the job market for teachers is scarce, I decided to give private lessons in those subjects. Right from the start, the demand was quite high, which guaranteed me a livelihood.
After that brief introduction, I need to make something very clear: every teacher has the fantasy of fucking his students. Every single teacher. Anyone who denies it is either gay or a liar. It’s a position of authority and power, and sex goes hand in hand with those factors. All the female students, whether mine or the ones I saw during my internship, turned me on. They could even be plain-looking, but they were young, fresh, and we all know how this generation is insanely horny and perverted. And I’ve always been a very perverted man. Perversion is my middle name. I used to jerk off constantly in the bathroom of the school where I interned, because there was so much fresh ass, so much fresh tits flashing around. Delicious thighs, angelic faces, everything drove me crazy with lust.
I say they’re horny and perverted because most of them were into me! And no, I’m not talking about porno-movie fantasies, nor am I claiming to be some huge ladies’ man. I’m a skinny guy, maybe average-looking, nothing that really stands out. I’m not even tall. But they flirted with me, and they still do.
While I was explaining the material, they rarely paid attention. At first, I got nervous about it, but, well, I was getting paid all the same. It still took me a few months to realize what was going on. Only then did I notice how they chewed on their pens, how they looked at me over the rims of their glasses, how they moistened their lips with the tip of their tongues. And it was only after one student in particular that everything changed: Beatriz Fernandes, or “Bia,” as she likes to be called (or even “Fernandinha”). Because of her, every teacher’s greatest fantasy came true: now I get to screw my hottest students. That’s why I decided to create this series: “Class Diary.” Here, I want to recount each and every occasion on which I fucked one of my students. So, as the first “chapter,” I have to begin with Bia, the one who opened the doors of paradise for me...
It was in the middle of last year. Bia came accompanied by her mother to arrange some private lessons, and since I was free that day, I said we could start right away. So I let her mother wait for the end of the lesson in my living room, while Bia and I studied in the “classroom,” a little back room I had turned into a study room.
I sat beside her so we could talk. I asked how she was doing at school, what she struggled with most, and we started shaping the material I would teach her. When we finished that part and there was still half an hour left in the lesson, I made a move to stand up and go to the board to write down some basic points to begin the lesson. That was when she gently put her hand on my leg and said, “Wait.” I turned to her and she went on: “A friend of mine recommended you. She said you’re amazing.” She said it while staring fixedly into my eyes, her hand still on my thigh. I thanked her, a little confused, and asked who the friend was. Gabriela Lima. I recognized the name, said she tried really hard, even though that wasn’t true.
Bia has light green eyes and dark-blond hair. She has a delicate little face, with a beauty mark near her nose. I noticed how she had pulled her shirt down more, revealing a bigger cleavage than when she arrived with her mother. Very full breasts. She was wearing tight jeans with several rips along the thighs. I could see the tanned skin of her legs through them.
Then she continued: “Gabi said you know how to make the subject a lot more interesting with your methods.” Saying that, she started gently massaging my leg with her hand. “I got curious. So I took advantage of my bad grades so my mother would bring me here.” I asked what she was doing. “Still have doubts? I’ll make it clear.” Suddenly, she ran her hand over my cock, which was rock hard, and smiled. She leaned close to my ear and whispered: “She said you’re a total turn-on when you explain the material, but she’s not as brave as I am. So I bet her I’d have the guts to suck her little private tutor off.”
I got goosebumps all over with her mouth against my ear, and then the hormones exploded: I grabbed her and started sucking on her perfumed neck. She began stroking my dick harder while letting out moans and grunts of lust. Then she got up from the chair, moved it aside, and knelt down in front of me. I spread my legs wide, not believing what was happening. I felt like I was in paradise; it was a dream. She ran her hands along my legs and started rubbing her face against my dick over my pants. I took off my pants and she did the same over my underwear, but now licking and kissing my dick. She took off my underwear herself and started jerking me off with one hand while massaging my balls with the other. The feeling was spectacular, much better than any handjob any other woman had ever given me. The arousal was insane, the sheer pleasure of getting a handjob from a student.
Bia spat heavily into both hands and got everything thoroughly wet, cranking the pleasure up to the max. With my eyes closed, I just savored the whole divine sensation and listened to that wet sound, thinking about how my fluids (pre-cum) were mixing with her saliva. Pretty sloppy, as they say in English for something very wet, very messy. Then she stopped and said, “Open your eyes, I think you want to see this.” I opened them immediately and she was licking both hands clean. My cock throbbed; it was the sluttiest thing I had ever seen in front of me. “What a fucking filthy whore,” I thought to myself in those exact words. Then she took off her shirt, revealing those wonderful, soft tits, and then took off her bra. She placed my rock-hard cock between them and started giving me a tit job. “I don’t want my clothes getting dirty with your cum,” she said, and gave me a slutty smile, sticking her tongue out. Bia spat generously between her breasts to make the tit job even more delicious. I was fucking her huge tits. It was the first tit job I’d ever gotten in my life.
When it got nice and dry, she asked, “You ready?” and I answered, “I’m ready to make you win that bet.” She put the head of my dick in her mouth and on the very first suck I went crazy. I groaned like a condemned man; it was a true warrior’s roar. I worried her mother might hear, but I figured she wouldn’t. In my fucks, I like a lot of screaming, a lot of moaning from both sides, a lot of filthy talk being said. There, I was too unsure for all that.
Bia sucked like my dick was the last lollipop in the world: she sucked the head, licked it all over, kissed it, ran her tongue over the most sensitive spots, rubbed the head against the inside of her cheeks, dragged it all over her face, sucked my balls, rubbed her face against my sack, and my favorite: she let the foreskin cover the whole head and stuck her tongue in, sucking the head and the inside of the foreskin! FUCK! That almost brought me to orgasm, and I told her I was going to cum. Then she stopped and said, “Not yet! I need photos!” I freaked out and the load stopped right then and there! Photos?! “I need proof to win this bet, duh!” Then she handed me her phone with the camera already open. I was in shock. My dick was even starting to go soft. It was way too dangerous! Bia noticed my concern, and then she started: “You’re not going soft now, are you? You’re getting sucked by a delicious student who’s still paying you for these ‘lessons’” — and she made air quotes with her fingers, that little slut! — “and you really, really want to cum inside this little mouth, don’t you? And more... I swallow everything...” She ran her tongue all over my dick while looking up at me from under her lashes, and my cock got hard again instantly. At that moment, that mouth sucking my dick was worth any risk, any price. I took three photos, all of them showing the scene perfectly. In one photo, she has my whole dick in her mouth; in the second, she’s sucking my balls while jerking me off, and in the other...
The other one was only taken after I came. I said I was going to cum, stood up, and Bia made a little pout to gently slip the head of my dick between her tight little lips. She bobbed her head and I ejaculated. HOLY SHIT. HOW I CAME. It felt like an electric shock went through my body. I’m sure that first jet went straight down that little slut’s throat! I made a monstrous effort not to scream and roar. When I finished, she opened her little mouth and I took the last photo: all that cum I’d shot, she left on her tongue, white and viscous. In the photo, she was still holding my still-throbbing dick, posing with it, triumphant.
Bia went to my bathroom and cleaned herself up. I did too. We didn’t say anything else. We went out to meet her mother and I said the plan was set and that we’d really start on Thursday. Bia’s lessons would be twice a week, Tuesday and Thursday. I said that Tuesday wouldn’t need to be paid for.
That night, I still had to go to the bathroom and cum over what had happened. It was the most intense nut I’d ever shot, the one with Bia. To my surprise, right after my handjob, I found the three photos I had taken of her in my WhatsApp. She had gotten my number from Gabi and sent the photos, saying, “Thanks for helping me with the bet” and a kiss emoji. We would meet again on Thursday, and of course nothing would ever be the same after that...
(TO BE CONTINUED)