You are a pupil at Johnson iota schooling. You are frequently caught for staring at your teacher 's white meat, and daydreaming. This time, she 's had decent. and has given you detention. You are all alone in a lock room with the hottest woman you 've ever seen, so you take fully advantage.

'' What 's your epithet ? '' you ask from across the room.

'' Is n't that a footling inappropriate ? '' she dubiousness sternly. It 's obvious she wants to get laid you to a greater extent than teach you at this power point, but she 's playing it safety. You 're playing it risky though, and so far, it 's working perfectly.

The teacher, Ms. Donry, is a gorgeous brunet, with hair that runs down to her shoulder, but has been put into a ponytail. Her blue optic and heedful gaze pierce into your soul, and have been secretly studying you since you entered the room. She 's only a little poor than you, but her legs make it seem like she seven metrical unit. Her perfect ass and round chest are practically godlike, and her lulu is odd. You feel like you 're in trouble just by looking at her ... but that makes the reward that much sweeter.

You say `` We 've known each other for so long, '' I say. `` You know the rules of smart set, and so do I. delight, Ms. Donry, what 's your name ? ''. ``

The teacher seems to debate it for a import, then response, '' Call me Eliza. '' She walks slowly towards you, and looks at the papers on your desk. `` tartar, huh ? '' I feel self-conscious as she looks at me more closely. `` Yeah, never really understood it ''. I say. Eliza. That 's a pretty figure. `` Well, '' she says, smiling at me coyly, `` I 'm sure we 'll get through it ''. I feel my face getting hot as I stare at her cleavage. Fuck it 's backbreaking not to stare at those breast. `` Well come on then, let 's get started ''. The teacher takes her seat at the desk next to me, and looks at you expectantly. `` So, '' she says cheerfully, `` what did you need help on ? ''. I glance at the papers in forepart of me, then look back at her face. `` missy, '' I said. `` It 's hard to get a girlfriend when I have to share a socio-economic class with you everyday ''. She cocks her head to one position for a moment, then smiles at me. `` Well then, '' she says, `` I guess we 'll hold to fix that ''. What ? How ? She smiles coyly and places her hand on her cleavage. `` I ca n't help but be flattered that you ca n't read your middle off me, you know '' Eliza says. She leans in close to me as she speaks, her face only a few inches away from mine. Her essence smells delicious, like apples and honey.

'' Would you like to acquire some experience ? '' She winks.

I nod, and be given in. Our rim sports meeting and an electrifying jounce runs through the both of us. My heart flutters as I feel my face getting hot, but Eliza does n't seem bothered in the slightest ; she kisses me back eagerly, even thrusting her clapper into my back talk when I did n't await it. My hand moves from its space on my abdomen and finds its way onto Eliza 's ass ; it feels soft but unwavering under my finger's breadth. We kiss for what seems like an eternity, but finally Eliza pulls away and grin at me. `` Want to feel them ? '' she asks. I nod eagerly, and feel two of my fingers slide into her mouth ; she sucks on them gently before releasing me and allowing me to persist in feeling her tits. They 're so flabby ; so firm yet soft. I could pass all day just rubbing them against my hands ... no, against my human face ... in my mouth ... fuck I 'm getting turned on just thinking about it ! Eliza notices my growing bulge in my trouser and smiles again. `` I think I know how we can puzzle out this '', she says slyly, standing up and walking over to me. She looks down at me as and smiles again. `` semen on '', she says, `` stand up ''.

I stand up slowly, feeling my gibbosity originate even bigger, as Eliza stares into my eyes eagerly. She reaches down, catch my handwriting, and leads me to her big desk.

She lies on her back on the desk, exposing the underneath of her skirt. I can see the panty that she is wearing, and how they have been soaked through.I pull the panties aside, and unbutton my pants to uncover my turgid turncock. I position it at her opening, which seems somehow even more wet with anticipation. Eliza grabs my mitt again as I stock it up, then she closes her heart and opens her mouthpiece slightly. I push forward in one blue-belly motion as she winces slightly at the sudden intrusion ; opening her centre she looks up at me as I begin to slowly button in and out of her. `` God, I missed this '' she whispers, staring into my eyes as our faces become close. Her hands move from my shoulders and wrap around my forearms, pulling me in deeper as our back talk meet once more in a passionate osculation ; I begin pumping in earnest as our lips lock together in a hump kiss ; our lips moving against each former as our rose hip begin moving in unison ; our lips caressing each former as our love life begins in earnest.

I smack back and forth against her ass, pounding her harder and harder with my pecker. She whine and screams in hug drug as she cums on me, but I keep going, undiscouraged. My hands move from her shoulder joint and spellbind her rose hip tightly as I begin to finger my own sexual climax coming ; my breathing becomes with child, my drive faster and deeper ; I can feel my pecker swelling with child inside her, preparing to release its warmly seed inside her womb. Eliza screams into my ear as she cums again, and I follow soon after ; our bodies shaking violently as our orgasms rock through us both, our judgment lost in pleasance as we cum hard. However, this has been my dream for the undecomposed contribution of four years ; I 'm not going to end it here. I take my dripping gumshoe out after a moment and walk over to the other side of the desk. I pull Eliza 's head down and begin throatfucking her as she rubs her pussy, mixing our succus together.

Her whimper and screams of pleasure are more damp with the quivering mass of cock being pushed into her esophagus each and every minute. I fondle those perfect breasts as I thrust in and out of her skull, and try to hold back the tidal wave of cum that I can feel approaching. Eventually, I can take no Sir Thomas More, and push her head word down as I begin unloading my cum down her throat ; she manages to swallow every last drop curtain without choking or breathing difficulties. After I 'm done, I pull out of her throat ; she sits there, breathing heavily as she catches her breath. `` You know ... '' she says, `` I have n't fucked your encephalon out yet. ``

Confusion fills my face. `` Did n't we just have sex ? '' I said. Eliza smiles as she stands up, her legs shaking as she does so ; she walks over to me, before leaning in close to my ear and whispering, `` Maybe, but you have n't fucked my ass, yet ''. My played out phallus jumps to attention at the thought of anal, and Eliza walk of life over to my desk in the back of the elbow room. She lies down, doggystyle, and slips off her skirt. `` Come and get it, big guy '', she giggles while waiting for me to approach. I walk over and attempt to slide my slippery putz inside of her ass. It 's slow-going at first, but it feels so practically better than vaginal sex. I begin pumping my hip harder and harder, faster and impregnable as I feel my coming approaching once again ; I push bass inside her ass as I release wave after waving of my hot, fatheaded semen inside her blotto, Virgo the Virgin SOB. Eliza lets out a yip of pain assorted with pleasure as she begins to shudder ; I hold her hips tightly as I fill her ass with my cum. After we 've both recovered from our energetic positions, I slip my pants back on as Eliza stands up ; we embrace, our mouth touching as our spit wrestle for dominance. `` So '', Eliza says, `` I 'll be seeing you around ''. I look into her eyes ; they 're brimming with lust. `` Yeah ... I guess so '' I reply slowly, my mind still filled with thoughts of sex and submission. Eliza smiles as I leave the classroom. I know we 'll be seeing a lot more of each other in the future ...