Teacher’s Pet Phone Sex

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Oct 18, 2016
2 min read

You are surrounded by books and our test papers are in piles, making whispering noises when you shuffle them . The room smells of ink and paper and chalk You are bent over the desk grading a paper and your glasses have slipped down to the end of your nose, and I know that you’ll push them up when you think of it. I make no noise but you lift your head anyway, as if you can smell me …and maybe you have. I have on my uniform, that horrible plaid skirt and white blouse, but I have, as usual, spiced up my outfit with gray and black thigh highs… It’s after school and I am there to discuss my grade as you requested. I know what that is code for and here I am. You put down your pen , and I come over to you , my feet are silent. There is room on your desk when we make it . The sound of books hitting the ground is very loud and neither of us turn our heads to see the destruction. All you want to do is see me. You reach for me. Your hands find all the places on my body that make my pussy wet. When you push me onto the desk, your hand on the back of my neck, you lift my skirt over my ass and as requested, I don’t have my panties on. You start to lick and suck the juices from my pussy. You fuck me with your tounge and the more I squirm, the more you hold me down. I hear your pants unzip and I know that that big hard cock is coming out to fuck me. I feel it press against my pussy lips and then you ram inside me. I want to beg for mercy as you slam into me over and over again. The pain was rough but the pleasure was better. Harder and harder you fuck me, and you grab my hair, arching my back as you go deeper. My cries of pleasure and pain, as I take the pounding you are giving me. You fuck me harder and I feel you tense up and pull out of me. I feel you release that hot cum all over my ass, while my pussy throbs. You then take your hands and massage the cum all over my ass, pull my skirt down and give me a slight pat. I straighten up and start to walk toward the door. “See you tomorrow...” Was the last thing I heard and I shut the door.