"You don't have your glasses today, Miss Harris?" the squeaky young voice startled the teacher as she entered the classroom. "Did something happen to them?"
"O-oh... Good morning Mina." Harris gave the student a shy smile. "I... I forgot them at home! How silly of me, isn't it?"
Mina giggled at her teacher and said "you look good without them too" energetically before going to her seat on the first row. The twelve year old hedgehog with big, round glasses and colorful braces sat quietly, but excited. Mina was a dedicated student, but sometimes she could be too noisy.
The class was full of loud preteens chatting about their weekend. When Amanda Harris entered the room, some of them sat and tone the conversation down, and others just continued enjoying their social moment. While the bunny organized her books and notes on the desk, other students also realized the sudden appearance change and came foward.
"It's the first time ever I see Miss Harris without her glasses!" a voice whispered.
"Are your eyes smaller, Miss Harris?" another one yelled.
"Who is she!!" two girls said and laughed together.
The class turned into an even louder mess, and Miss Harris had to intervene with a strict plead for silence. The kids stopped and the whispers continued, but quieter. The biology class could finally start.
While speaking, Amanda tried her best not to lock eyes with the yellow orbs that fit her silently the entire time. On the last row, surrounded by the most troublesome kids in seventh grade, was the sly feline known as Ashton Ramsay. Unlike his friends, Ashton wasn't the kind to be loud or hyperactive.  Even when facing the board to write, Amanda could feel the deep stare wrapping her. Watching, exploring. It was like she was an easy trapped prey, and her predator was just slowly playing with her mind before devouring her whole.
The bell rang while Amanda was in the middle of a sentence, and the students became agitated again. She dismissed the kids for the lunch break, and in a matter of seconds the class was gone. The only ones in the room were Amanda, Mina and Ashton. Mina came to the teacher's desk to ask a bunch of questions about the homework, but Amanda couldn't help glancing at the other student patiently sitting on the last row. Ashton had a foxy smirk on his face and his hands slipped inside his backpack. He looked at the backpack then back at the teacher, and Amanda felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Then what should I put here instead?" Mina's voice grabbed Amanda back to the conversation. She explained to the small hedgehog what she did wrong on her notes, and while Mina erased her mistakes and rewrote the words, Amanda took a peek back as Ashton, who was resting his chin on his hands. In front of him on the desk, a delicate pair of glasses. Amanda's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed the rest of her explanations to Mina.
"Thank you a lot Miss Harris!" Mina smiled widely while gathering her notes and pens. She left and shut the door behind her, making the corridor noise sound muffled.
Now there were just the two of them. Amanda stood up and took a deep breath.
"You know, you really do look better with glasses, but it was a nice experiment nonetheless." the cat said while his teacher walked to the door and locked it. "Oh, you don't wanna waste time today, do you?"
Amanda's heart was racing as see approached the desk on the last row. She stood silently in front of him, looking down to the young boy. Her mind was playing flashbacks of last friday, when the boy took her glasses against her will and said he'd only return them on monday. He wanted to see her, he wanted to know his classmates reaction and to know he was the reason she was looking different. He wanted her to be reminded of him everytime someone asked about her glasses. Why did she let him do it? And now she was hesitating to get them back, even with them right in front of her.
"Don't worry, I took good care of them all weekend" Ashton said faking politeness.
"Did you have your fun already?" Amanda reached the glasses with her hand, but just as she wrapped her fingers around it, the boy slipped his own hand on top of hers. She trembled and looked at him. Ashton hold her wrist and gently pushed her closer, making her bend down untill her face was on the same level as his. He then lean foward and whispered in her ear.
"It smelled so much like you I couldn't help myself. I jerked off to it so much..."
Amanda gulped and breathed heavily, looking shocked at him. He was smiling teasingly, his sharp teeth shinning like he was ready to attack. Harris' lips trembled as she felt a hand go up her arm, making her fur bristle.
"Take off your lenses, Miss Harris" Ashton purred on her ear "I wanna fuck your face so bad..."
Amanda didn't say a thing. She was stunned, scared and turned on at the same time. She stood up and obediently took off her lenses and put on her thin glasses. She felt her face burning and her breath mismatching. Ashton didn't move, he just got himself comfortable with his hands behind his neck and legs open wide. He was wearing the traditional school uniform and she was wearing her usual clothes. Light jeans, a button shirt and a deep blue cardigan. He was such an egotistic little brat, and it turned her on so much. She was such a obedient, sweet, secretly perverted woman and it turned him on so much.
Amanda pushed his desk a little and got between it and him, facing the boy. She slowly kneeled down between his legs while looking at his relaxed face. She touched his slim legs covered by the shorts and pulled the zipper down. The bulge on his underwear was already visible, and she moved it just enough to free his hard feline cock. She gulped and slowly licked his whole length. She heard an exaling noise while she put her studen't entire dick inside her mouth. She stayed like this for a moment, feeling the throbbing member reaching her throat.
Looking up, she could see Ashton smiling with his eyes shut, like he was just taking a nap. Closing her eyes too, Amanda started to move her head, going up and down the young boy's barbed cock. Her soft tongue wrapped the tip and her lips tightened around it. Suddenly Amanda felt Ashton's left paw caressing her furry cheek and when she looked up, he was licking his own lips as he watched her. Her eyes smiled and him, and he returned it, but with a sadistic smirk. He then grabbed a handful chunk of her hair and violently pushed and pulled her head quicked up and down his cock. Amanda left out a whine as he forced her to suck roughly. She grabbed his legs, and Ashton grunted with pleasure.
"Fuck, Miss Harris...! You're so warm and wet!" he said as his second hand grabbed another chunk of hair. He stood up and begand thrusting harder and faster on her tight mouth. Her shy cries for help only made his dick stiffer and bigger. Amanda could feel her panties soaking wet, and her hips swung unconsciously. "Oh god, you're such a whore Miss Harris. Are you so turned on by being face fucked by your student? You wanna jerk off so bad, don't you?"
Amanda couldn't breathe due to the thick cock insatiably humping her face. Her glasses shook with the intense moviments. Her eyes rolled up. She was so pent up she was crying, and her makeup was dripping down her face. Her pussy was twitching with the idea of being nothing more than a living fleshlight for the young boy in front of her. Ashton fucked her deeper and deeper, thrusting relentlessly into the soft insides of her throat.
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, Miss Harris!" he growled while he humped her mouth, holding her head like he'd grab on a sex toy. The older woman tried fighting his thrusts in vain. "This feels sooooo good, Miss Harris! Ah-! I'm... I'm cumming!!"
He buried her face deep in his cock, forcing her to take all his sticky, hot semen pumps down her throat. The boy's whole body trembled in pleasure and he moaned with satisfaction. He thrusted a few more times, sweating and breathing heavily. He let go of the teacher's hair and she pushed herself back, coughing and inhaling as much air as she could. While recomposing herself, Ashton kneeled down in front of her, smiling. Her face was a mess with make up stained tears, sweat and cum dripping from her lips. The boy wiped off her tears and fixed the crooked glasses back in place. Amanda stared him with her blushing cheeks and dirty face.
"You're so hot, Miss Harris" he said and she looked away.
"Ashton, I'm..." she said softly, and he understood. With one hand he kindly grabbed the back of her neck and the other reached for her groin. Startled, she tried fighting his hand. "Ashton, n-no, you don't need to-"
He kissed her deeply, shutting her up. His tongue caressed hers and she felt soft and fuzzy. Her legs spread slowly. He rubbed her pussy through her jeans, and she moaned. Even though he wasn't touching her directly, she was so desesperate for a relief it didn't matter. His hand was firm and constant, and he didn't stop the sloppy kiss. Saliva run down her mouth as she got more and more overwhelmed with the stimulation. It didn't take long until Amanda felt an orgasm coming and Ashton masturbated her quicker. She mumbled nonsense words while being vigorously kissed, and it was like a lighting going through her body and making her legs shake greatly. She grasped for air when he broke the kiss, and they looked at each other.
"You... b-better go have your lunch quickly..." Amanda got up and helped him up too. Her breathing was rough, but she continued. "Don't... don't skip it, ok? It's not... healthy for you" 
Ashton chuckled and zipped his shorts. "Okay, mom!" He said jokingly, but Amanda didn't laugh. She just thought how it was a fucked up thing to say considering their situation, but Ashton didn't seem to notice.
"Ah, it's just a joke" he said then, kind of embarrassed "I like how you worry about me."
Amanda tried to hide a smile, but the boy realised it and blushed.
"I mean... whatever, grandma!" he exclaimed, and Amanda chuckled.
He looked at her. Her smile was beautiful and genuine, and suddenly it felt like it was so rare to see her like this. He reached her for a quick kiss and when she realised it, he was already on the door with his backpack.
"See you tomorrow, Miss Harris" he said while unlocking the door and disappearing on the empty halls.