Recently I decided to take a pottery class and really hit it off with the male teacher. One night after class he asked me if I’d like a bit of help with a particular technique I was having difficulty with. I said of course. So he stayed and showed me where I wasn’t quite getting it. The class was held in the back of his pottery studio where he sold works he made. He had his apartment on the second floor above the shop. He also taught classes and had a nice little business between what he sold at the shop and online and the teaching. He was also quite attractive.
I told him one movie I’d watched with pottery in it was Ghost and of course he laughed, since the scene at the pottery wheel is quite famous. Then he asked me if I’d like to recreate it. I laughed and said sure. I thought he was joking, but he wasn’t. He asked me if I’d ever done pottery in the nude. Well of course not, I don’t have my own wheel, and it could get a little messy. He asked me if I’d like to try. The evening took a decidedly naughty turn, but I wasn’t turning him down, so I agreed. We both got naked.
I sat at the wheel and he was behind me, guiding me. He reached down to coat his hands with the wet clay. He brought his hands up to my breasts and smeared the clay on them and began to massage them. My nipples were soon erect and I spun around and kissed him. There was a work table he lifted me onto, we were half smeared with clay, and we fucked, right then and there. It was messy and it was hot. After we came, he led me back to his living area and we hopped in the shower and fucked there as well. I’d not expected to fuck the pottery teacher, but I cannot say I was sorry I’d chosen to.
