1 comments/ 12028 views/ 8 favorites Teasing the Teacher By: Talentedeyes01 Glancing at your schedule for today, your heart skips a beat when you see you're taking my class again. You knew it was wrong but you loved seeing me in skimpy little outfits, teasing you throughout each lesson even though you know nothing can happen between us seeing as you're my teacher, that doesn't stop the fantasies... Before class I head to the bathroom to adjust my black lacy bra, and reapply my lipstick. Going over my little seduction plan in my head, I smile as i run my hands through my curls, thinking you don't have a chance. Giving myself one last look over, I head to class. Walking into the room, I smirk to myself as I notice you watching me out the corner of your eye. Lengthening my strides, I sway my hips seductively as i make my way to my seat. You glance over, unable to help yourself, interested in what revealing outfit I've decided to torture you with today. I'm wearing a dark red strapless top that clings to my body, leaving little to the imagination. A black mini skirt that barely covered my ass, and thigh high stilettos. You groan inwardly, wondering how you'll be able to focus on the lesson with such a little vixen sitting right up front. During the lecture, I cross my legs under the table, my skirt riding up, showing another inch of my smooth skin. Leaning forward, I rest my chin on my hands, knowing that you can now clearly see my cleavage. Staying like this for a few moments, I watch as your eyes flick between me and the board, clearing your throat slightly. Fighting a grin, I un-cross my legs and leave them open slightly, allowing you to almost see straight to my pussy. Tapping my pen on my bottom lip, I slip it in my mouth, moving it in and out slowly as if i were sucking a cock whilst one hand slips under the table to caress my thigh, climbing higher and higher. Eventually you give up after forgetting what you were saying multiple times, and you announce we'll be watching a movie the rest of the class. I slouch back in my chair slightly and open my legs further so you can see I'm not wearing any panties. As the lights go off and my hand slips under my skirt, you think this might not have been such a good idea after all... You watch as my fingers trace my pussy lips, entranced by my boldness. Slipping a finger inside me, you imagine you can hear my moan next to your ear. Taking it out, I push another finger into my wet little snatch, pumping them in and out slowly. Taking them out again I bring them up to my lips, pausing long enough for you to see the glistening juice of my arousal before popping them in my mouth and sucking them clean. By the end of class your cock is rock hard, hidden by your desk. As you dismiss everyone, I stand up and turn my back to you, bending over to gather my things. Your voice is only slightly off as you stare at my ass, asking to speak to me. I straighten up and go over to your desk, barely able to conceal my excitement. As I lean back against your desk slightly, you stand up, realizing that my eyes are level with yours. Moving forward, you stand so close that I'm sure you can smell my faint perfume. Biting my lip softly, I trail my hands up along your chest until I can intertwine my fingers behind your neck. "You wanted to speak to me sir?" I murmur. You still haven't moved, your pulse racing at the thought of anyone catching us in this position. "Go lock the door." you demand roughly, a shiver of excitement running down my spine, I do as I'm told. When I come back, you grab my hips and pull me sharply against you, my soft, supple body moulding to yours. "Do you have ANY idea what you do to me?" you growl, "teasing me every god damn day with that fuckable little body of yours." Determined not to let you have all the fun, I shake my head innocently. "No sir, I had no idea I could drive you so crazy..." I trail my hand down your chest, pressing against the growing bulge in your pants, my eyes widening and my full dark lips curling into a wicked smirk at the size. Spinning me around you grind your cock into my ass, my gasps sending shivers along your skin as you bite my neck. "Mmm sir, please let me taste you. You're not the only one who's been going crazy everytime we meet," I murmur, my soft voice deepening with my arousal. Raising your hand you smack my ass sharply, relishing in my excited squeal. "I have barely been able to stand your teasing for the last fucking term and not been able to touch you. But now, it's my turn," you say with a grin. Un-tucking my top out of my skirt, you lift it over my head. My black bra contrasting nicely with my pale skin. My round breasts rise and fall with my breath, almost spilling out of my bra. Next, you rid me of my skirt, stepping back to admire my gorgeous, soft ass. Grabbing your ruler you tell me to spread my legs. Standing there in only my thigh high stilettos and black bra, I await your next move. You strike me across the ass with the ruler, a nice red line forming on my round cheeks. Unhappy with my lack of response, you strike me again harder, a cry forcing it's way from my lips. Stepping close, you massage my ass, momentarily taking away the pain. "I am going to whip you ten more times with this and I want you to count them. After each strike, you will beg for another, saying how wet you are and how you deserve punishment." Giving me a moment to absorb that, I nod and you move behind me again. Shaking my ass slightly, I gasp as you hit me again. "One. Please sir, may I have another. Please sir, it feels so good when you strike my ass. I deserve it sir, teasing you with my outfits every day..." Grinning inwardly, you strike me again, stifling a moan at the sight of my ass glowing red. "Two. More sir. Harder. Please sir, please strike me again. Strike me with your palm, I love the feeling of your hands on my ass. Please sir, I've been so naughty. Punish me sir, please." Alternating between using your hand and the ruler, you strike me ten times, your cock rock hard at the sight of me. Stepping close you un-snap my bra, one hand pulling and twisting at my tits, the other caressing my lower stomach. "Did you like that?" you ask, wanting to know if you'd over stepped your boundaries or not. "I loved it." I answer, catching you by surprise. Turning around, I lift myself onto your desk and get rid of your shirt and jacket, running my hands along your chest, I shiver at the feeling of your skin against mine. "Somehow, I don't believe you," you whisper, picking up our conversation. Taking your hand, I place it at the entrance to my pussy and you force your two fingers into me, marveling at my wetness. "Believe me now?" I moan into your ear as you pump your fingers into me. Writhing as your hand hits my clit, I stop and move further back on your desk. Stripping the rest of your clothes off, I bite my lip against another moan when I see the size of your throbbing cock. Looking up at you through my lashes I ask you innocently "may I taste you now sir? Please..." I wrap my fingers around the base of your member, stroking you lightly as you moan your consent. Pushing you back in your chair I sink to my knees in front of you, biting the insides of your thighs lightly. I use one hand to stroke your shaft, planting kisses all over your member before wrapping my lips around your head, flicking my tongue along your sensitive skin. Sucking hard on your shaft, I moan at your size, taking you into my hot mouth, twirling my tongue around your head. Cupping your balls with one hand, I massage them slightly, eliciting a moan from you. Standing up, I wince slightly at the pain in my ass, before straddling you, sliding my wet heat along your achingly hard cock. Grabbing my hips roughly, you bite my neck making me moan loudly, as I dig my nails into your shoulders. Smacking my ass lightly, you smirk as I gasp, my body jerking at the stinging pain. Drawing your face to mine, I take possession of your lips, tracing them with my tongue. You thrust your dick into me, my tight walls spasming in pleasure around your throbbing member. I tighten my muscles around you, feeling you freeze for a moment before I raise myself up and drop back onto your cock. Grabbing my ass, you kiss me back, passionately. As you pick up the pace, I push my hips against yours, feeling you fill me, stretching my tight muscles, gasping in your ear, my hot breath on your neck sending shudders through your body. As you feel your orgasm nearing, you growl into my ear, saying you want to cum in my ass, but I don't move. I pound myself on you even harder, pushing you even further to the brink of bliss. You shout my name as you explode inside me, pure pleasure running through your veins as you hold me tight. Leaving you there, I get dressed and start walking toward the door. Turning back, I catch your eye "if you want my ass, take me to dinner tonight...you won't regret it." I say with a grin, before slipping out the door. Teasing the Teacher Pt. 01 John Stark taught senior English. He was a handsome, athletic man of 40 years. But not average handsome. His movie star good looks had always brought him the adoration of his female pupils and teaching peers. His students had never been a distraction or a temptation to him sexually or emotionally despite the constant innocent flirtation and longing gazes he had numbingly received over his 15 year career. But something was different now. John had been slow to notice its insidious progression. As he neared middle age, the attention and interest that these young women had always shown him was changing, day by day it seemed to him. There was less giggling, less blushing, less secretive whispering and more inappropriate contact, if not direct come-ons. Sometimes a set of hard-nippled breasts would rub against his back in the crowded hall. He'd turn to see some little minx from one of his classes licking her cherry-red candy flavored lips. Sometimes there were hands on his ass or if the hallway was really crowded, someone one might even subtly brush her finger over his cock. Was it the girls who had become more forward in their advances over the years, or was it his age and looks that suddenly began to intrigue them? He wondered. John was not the type of man who would be offended by such advances and felt no degradation by any of it. Nonetheless he made his mind up to quit teaching after the school year. If any of his 18 year old students wanted to fuck him why shouldn't he just fuck them silly. Why should any man have to constantly endure the kind of teasing he had been receiving for the sake of appropriateness or social standards that he had no say in forming. It was absurd. He could not teach with the constant arousal these flirtations stirred in him. Eventually he might be accused of something and be shamed by his peers anyway. The final straw in this decision was Bobbi Jo Scarlet. The petite brunette cheerleader sat in front of his desk by her friend Annie. They were always looking at him seductively and flirtatiously and texting each other. One Thursday before Halloween, Bobbi Jo sat in her desk tip-toeing and raising her knees as high as she could, spreading her legs so John would be sure to see her panties while he taught. He saw them. Little white panties with cute little hearts all over the crotch. She showed them all class period, subtly rubbing the inside of her thigh and showing off her perfectly toned flawless legs. After he returned from lunch hour, John found the panties in his top desk drawer. The very next morning, there was Bobbi Jo, in a similar short skirt, posing for him in the same exact way except wearing no panties. That was enough. If his students were going to fuck with him like that, he would fuck with them back. John instructed her to remain after class. She had evidently given thought to what she had done and anticipated a retribution of some kind. "It was Annie. She put them in your desk, Mr. Stark! She took them at the locker room!" Bobbi Jo proclaimed emphatically. John smiled, she was going to make this easy. "Put what in my desk, Bobbi Jo?" He opened all of his drawers pretending to search for for some unaccustomed or unusual item. He shook his head, "No, I don't see anything." He looked quizzically at his student. "What did Annie put in my desk?" John asked casually. Bobbi Jo looked relieved. "Oh. she said she was putting something of mine in your desk. That's all Mr. Stark." John sighed. "Let me be blunt. I think you're coming onto me." he speculated. She was sitting tight legged in a chair next to John's. He moved his chair closer to her. "You know, Bobbi Jo, I have to say, I really like some of the skirts you've been wearing lately." He put a hand on the top of her bare thigh and ran it to the base of his student's hem, innocently. Her eyes widened and she sighed longingly. "You do Mr. Stark?" she asked. She looked down at his hand. Her legs were covered in goosebumps. John smiled and pulled his hand back, drawing a thoughtful expression. He sensed her excitement at his touch. "I do really like them, but I feel like I sometimes see more than you want me or anyone to see," he confessed. Bobbi Jo pulled her chair closer "Oh no Mr. Stark. I want you to see me. I want just you to see under my skirt. That's why I..." She paused. John smiled. "That's why you gave me your panties?" She averted her gaze and he could see tears welling in her eyes. John really liked her. She was brave, he thought. Coming onto a teacher like this? That took some guts. Yeah he liked her. But she deserved a little teasing of her own. John held her around the back of the neck and drew her face close to his, kissing her neck and cheek. She responded by pressing her body closer, wanting to leave no doubt that she was receptive. John began kissing her mouth aggressively and rubbing her inner thighs. He knew she wasn't wearing any panties. He didn't care that school was still in session or that any random student, teacher or administrator might bolt into the room in an instant. He found himself actually liking the risk. Bobbi Jo relaxed her legs, eagerly inviting her teacher's confident hands. He began to rub her wet shaved pussy and she squeezed him around the neck forcing her tongue far into his mouth. She had spent months at home awkwardly masturbating about a moment like this. John moistened her vagina with his touch and slowly inserted 3 fingers, one at a time, as deep as he could get them as he began to massage and rub her clit up and down and side to side with his thumb. Bobbi Jo rocked her pelvis in rhythm with him, working herself close to an explosive orgasm as she moaned loudly. Mr. Stark knew her clit better than she did, she thought. How was that possible? She raised herself off of her chair, forcing her hips wildly against her teacher's skilled hand. "Don't stop! make me cum Mr. Stark! Please make me cum!" she moaned and pleaded. Bobbi Jo had never in her life felt so much sexual tension build up between her thighs. She wanted to release it badly. Suddenly, without warning, he just stopped. John pulled his fingers out of her tight aching vagina and quit rubbing her clit. She looked at him in confusion as he thoroughly licked all of her sweet tangy juices from his fingers. "If you tease, you're going to get teased" John declared sternly. "If you want me, prove it or tell me. Don't flash me up skirts or give me dirty panties." God she tasted so good. John wanted to lay her out on his desk and lap her fresh pussy like a hungry wolf. He wanted to suck and vibrate her ripe clit until she fucking screamed with ecstasy. But not today. Instead he opened his briefcase and took out the panties with the red hearts. He tossed them to Bobbi Jo and smiled with satisfaction. "I came in them twice this morning, you sweet little tease." he said. Bobbi Jo was speechless. Her whole abdomen throbbed painfully with the dull itchy ache of her ruined orgasm. She held the wet cum soaked panties in her hands, imagining Mr. Stark's cock wrapped up in them. She had a lot to think about tonight. Teasing the Teacher Pt. 02 John lay in bed all evening unable to sleep. Bobbi Jo Scarlet had set him on fire. He had forgotten what it was like to be so aroused. His mind, always tasked with intellectual or professional matters, rarely drifted so deeply into sex and sensuality. He wondered if she would start talking to, or texting her friends. She and Annie Hansen were close. He knew Annie was a gossipy trollup who would love nothing more than to tell everyone she knew that Bobbi Jo got finger banged by her teacher, Mr. Stark. Fuck, what did it matter. His phone buzzed. There was a message from a number he didn't recognize. "I'm telling you that I want you." It said. Bobbi Jo? He thought. John did not reply. He really knew nothing about her except that she made decent grades and was one of the most attractive girls he had ever taught. Definitely the boldest. His phone buzzed again. ":(" it said . He wondered how Bobbi Jo could've got his number. He damned well wasn't texting her back. That's all he needed, parents finding out he was texting her. But god he wanted her. His phone buzzed again. "You told me to TELL you!" So it was her. He knew that at least. Fuck it he thought. " Hi, I really appreciate that. It means a lot to me. Talk tomorrow?" She replied, ":)". John thought Bobbi Jo looked tired in class the next day. She kept her legs crossed like a good girl, at least. The game was in her hands now. He was not going to pursue her. It was on her. He heard his phone vibrate while he was diagraming a sentence on the chalkboard. John turned to see it lit up on his desk. Bobbi Jo's hands were stone cold. No phone in sight. He could not help but look at the message. "I want to show you that I want you, after class." read the message. After class came quickly. Slowly everyone filed out except Bobbi Jo. She stared longingly at her teacher. When everyone had left she approached his desk. "I loved how you made me feel yesterday Mr. Stark." Said Bobbi Jo. She knelt down beside his desk and hugged him around the waist, running a hand over his thigh and tight stomach, slowly moving closer to his cock. She began to rub it through his slacks and let out a long deep breath. Relieved that she had finally gotten the nerve up. "It's so big, my god," whispered Bobbi Jo. She unbuckled his belt and slacks and pulled out his cock. It was like a mail-order dildo she had seen online. She wanted to take it in her mouth, suckle it, drive it down deep in her throat, place it in her pussy, slide down until it hit whatever could stop it. Instead Bobbi Jo stood up and kissed her teacher, removed her white silk, lacy panties and began to stroke Mr. Stark's Cock with them. In moments he was moaning with pleasure. She stroked him faster, until she could feel the wet pre-cum moisten her hands and panties. Mr. Stark was breathing hard and rocking back in his chair. "Make me cum Bobbi Jo!" He implored, pulling her close and kissing her fiercely. She jacked him off harder. "You like my panties Mr. Stark, Don't you?" "Oh god Bobbi Jo!" He moaned. Then it was payback time. He should have seen this coming. John was confused for a fraction of a second, then amused by his student's courage and cleverness. She didnt let him cum. She stopped and put her panties back on and kissed him sweetly on the lips. She could play that game too. Bobbi Jo blew Mr. Stark a kiss as she left the room. He sat behind his desk and watched the door close behind her, an odd mix of admiration and disappointment stretched across his face. Not long after he returned from lunch he received another text. "Meet me by your car after school." It said. John waited until the teacher's parking lot had cleared out and the dark October evening sky began to settle in. There was an SUV he didn't recognize parked next to his Jetta. It must have Been Bobbi Jo's he thought. As he opened his car door he saw her step out of the SUV. What was he thinking? What was he doing? He was powerless to stop it. She was wearing black low cut form fitting workout tights from practice with a halter top that left her stomach exposed and augmented her full round breasts. They got in his car and before John could utter a word she was kissing him and rubbing his cock. They might have gone somewhere he thought. John nervously looked around the darkening parking lot for signs of people. There was no one. Bobbi Jo kissed him and unbuttoned his shirt, rubbing and admiring his chest. She kissed and sucked his nipples as she unbuttoned his slacks, releasing his cock. She ran her tongue down his stomach and took his cock in her mouth. John leaned his soft leather seat back as far as it would go. Bobbi Jo began to blow him eagerly, inching further down his shaft with each stroke. No woman had been so hungry for his cock, John thought. "Take it all Bobbi Jo," urged John. "Take all 10 inches!" Bobbi Jo moaned with delight and soon had her lips down to the base of his cock. John could feel the back of her throat against his sensitive foreskin as she expertly pleasured him. No teeth, no coughing or choking. Amazing! "I'm going to cum baby," he warned her, not wanting her to choke on the impending flood of juices. Bobbi Jo lifted up her top and began jacking him off hard, swatting and rubbing his cock over and between her perfect c-cup breasts and engorged nipples. As his cum began to erupt, she took the head of his cock in her mouth and swallowed him down as she squeezed out every last drop. "Thank you Mr. Stark," she said, still gently holding onto his spent shaft. Bobbi Jo kissed him and pulled her top back over her breasts. John was still reclined, enjoying one of the best relaxing moments of his life. It was quickly interrupted by the buzz of his phone. He looked at the number and was confused. He showed the phone to Bobbi Jo. "Isn't this your number?" He asked. She giggled. "No that's Annie's phone." John sat up, feeling a bit angered and tricked. It was the number he had received texts from last night and today in class. What the Hell. Bobbi Jo didn't seem concerned about it. "Well my phone's broken Mr. Stark plus I was staying with Annie last night," she explained. John contemplated going back to his office, gathering up all of his belongings and writing up his resignation right then. Annie had probably told half of the senior class by now. Bobbi Jo must have seen the look of horror on his face. "Oh don't worry Mr. Stark, Annie likes you a lot. Everyone likes you. She won't say anything." It was true. John was a popular teacher. He couldn't think of any enemies he had made in the classroom this year. "What did the text say anyway, Mr. Stark?" Asked Bobbi Jo, running her fingers sweetly through his hair. He had forgotten to read it. "That was hot! Can I please be next?" he read aloud. John frowned mildly at Bobbi Jo and leaned over to look at the SUV beside him. There in the drivers seat, smiling wryly and waving was Annie Hansen. She had been watching the whole time. Teasing the Teacher Pt. 03 The next School day, John had difficulty focusing on his lessons, his thoughts and gaze kept drifting toward Bobbi Jo and Annie. Particularly Annie. He could see an intense heat and passion dancing in her eyes. It turned him on to know that she had watched him getting off and that she eagerly admitted to liking it. She was blonde and much taller and full bodied than Bobbi Jo, with larger breasts and a round firm ass. John had always preferred petite, thinner women but Annie had something intriguing...something worth exploring. He wished he knew what these two were really up to. John wondered what they talked about And what they wanted to do with him. Maybe just a panty tease and a blow job. Maybe that's all he would get. He could settle for that if he had to. After class, Annie stayed and waited for the other students to leave. She was wearing black knee high boots with jeans and a tight blue sweater from which her breasts protruded like a pair of sharp hills. She had been in trouble before, flirting with teachers. Last year the math teacher, Mr. Barnes complained to Principal Winters that Annie had groped him. She had gotten in trouble for that one. Everyone knew. Barnes was a puerile idiot John thought. He could've just told her to stop. Annie walked over to where Mr.Stark was seated, sat on the top of his desk and leaned back casually on her palms. "That was so hot watching you, daddy," she said. John's eyes widened in surprise and arousal and he scooted back in his chair. Daddy? He thought. No one had ever called him that. "I want you to fuck me and make me your slut right now," Annie announced. She leaned over to him and licked the inside of his ear. Her tongue sent a shock wave down his body and his cock began to swell. Annie slid her hand quickly down the front of his pants and grabbed onto his balls tightly. John listened to the chatter in the hallway. What the fuck was he doing? Could he get arrested for this? Yes she was 18, but fucking students in the classroom? Surely there were laws about that. Annie rubbed his cock and balls and French kissed him so intensely he could feel his mouth filling with her spit. God how she aroused him. John heard the knob turn on his classroom door and pushed Annie aside quickly. She sat back down on his desk. "Sorry to bother you Mr. Stark," said a voice. John looked up to see Principal Winters standing in the doorway. She noticed Annie seated on his desk and frowned. "Hello Annie," she said in a perfunctory tone. John didn't like Alice winters. The old pedagogue was out of step with the times. It seemed she would jump on any chance she had to cause trouble. "I would like to remind you Mr. Stark, you are tardy for our monthly staff luncheon." John looked at the clock and at Annie and then at Principal Winters who appeared to be observing them both with skepticism. He was Glad Annie had left his pants buckled and zipped. "Well Annie," he remarked. "Again, I think your rough draft essay on Washington Irving is excellent. Please make the changes we talked about." John rose from his seat and followed Principal Winters out the door. He hated these luncheons. Principal Winters usually attempted some stupid motivational speech, interjecting quotes or themes from Gandhi, Mandela or some other deceased charismatic figure and their immortal struggles against oppression. Admirable but impertinent. Fortunately Annie texted him. "So...Bobbi Jo and I were wondering something..." What were they wondering? "? yes?", he replied. His thoughts fixated on the two hot-bodied teens. After the Principals speech, the teachers took turns summarizing monthly highlights or scheduling events for the school calendar. John's phone lit up right as it was his turn to speak. "Umm, so would you be down with a 3-some?" read the message. Everyone was looking at him. He stared at them blankly. Should he tell them that his highlight was a panty teasing and sublime deep throating from Bobbi Jo? That he was in the process of scheduling three way sex with her and ultra-sexy Annie Hansen. That should go on the calendar he thought. sure. John instead reiterated the efforts and progress his class had made in obtaining funds to attend the annual Shakespeare festival in Ashland, Oregon. That ought to cover it, John thought. He texted back to Annie. "Umm, yes." John lived out of town about 20 minutes from school. He had a nice cabin on a popular lake. The girls followed him there after school. No more teasing in the classroom or encounters in the parking lot. From his west facing bedroom, John had a wonderful view of the lake. The sun was just setting. "Wow, it's beautiful Mr. Stark," observed Bobbi Jo. The pink and reds in the wispy fading clouds reminded John of his students' lips. He stared at the darkening horizon for a moment in reflection. Had he seen so beautiful a sunset before? Maybe he had. Maybe he never took the time to notice. Annie stood behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Leaning her head lovingly on his shoulders. John kissed her forehead as the twilight faded. "Lay down with me Mr. Stark," Annie requested. John reclined on the bed withe Annie and they kissed softly and sweetly. Bobbi Jo sat on the edge of the bed watching them. She watched as Annie slowly unbuttoned his slacks and began playing with his cock. Their kisses grew stronger. Bobbi Jo began rubbing her clit. She and Annie had talked about this and planned it all summer. Annie had worked John's pants down near mid thigh fully freeing his cock and caressing it. Bobbi Jo began to softly kiss his balls and licked the base of his shaft with her warm tongue. The girls continued to strip him naked as they kissed and teased him. It was a fantasy John could never have imagined could become a reality. Yet here he was, having done virtually nothing to get to this point. Bobbi Jo was soon sucking his cock like she had the day before in his car. It felt so amazing. But he couldn't cum yet. Not even close. He watched Annie stand beside him and undress. She took off her top and unlatched her bra. Her huge firm breasts stayed where they were on her chest as the bra fell away. "I want to take all of that cock, daddy," she said. Bobbi Jo was hammering down on his cock wildly now. Annie turned and dropped her jeans slowly, her firm round bouncy ass just feet from John's face. She knelt on the bed. "My turn Bobbi Jo", she said. Bobbi Jo stood and removed her clothes as Annie straddled Mr. Stark and began kissing him again. He could feel her nipples rubbing over his chest and sense her soft pussy hair touching the underside of his cock. Annie reached between her legs and guided her teacher's cock to her vagina, rubbing herself with the tip if it. She slowly began to take it in. Annie had never had anything so big in her before. It hurt so good. She started to fuck the first six inches of it, moaning with wild pleasure as she slowly rocked her hips up and down. Bobbi Jo was naked on the bed, sitting against the headboard. John began to rub her pussy as Annie fucked him. He looked tenderly At Bobbi Jo. "I want to taste you Bobbi Jo. I want to taste your pussy," he said. Bobbi Jo straddled his face and held onto the headboard. John opened the lips of her wet pussy with his tongue and began to pleasure her. Her clit was love swollen and easy to find. She had never received oral sex. Only given it. She loved to give it. So did John and he had a lot of experience doing it. Annie was fucking him harder, sliding a little further down his cock. She put her hands on Bobbi Jo's shoulders for support. Her weight forced Bobbi Jo's pussy harder against John's mouth. She began to rock her clit back and forth across his tongue. "Oh god, oh god, oh god! It feels so Good!" Moaned Bobbi Jo. John thought she would cum fast with his tongue in her pussy. Bobbi Jo rubbed and ground her clit as fast as she could against his tongue. He felt her juices running into his mouth and she began to quiver with pleasure. She had several rapid orgasms in his mouth. Annie was still fucking him after Bobbi Jo had received all the oral sex her body could take for now. She laid down on the bed beside Her teacher basking in satisfaction, watching Annie slide up and down her teachers thick cock. John leaned forward and kissed Annie as she slowly rode him She was a little intimidated by it he thought. Scared to take it all. Still she moaned with pleasure. " I want to fuck you Annie," he said. John kissed her hard on the mouth and rolled her to the side. He kissed down her neck and teased both of her hard nipples with his mouth and tongue. Then down her taut tummy to her dripping wet pussy. He licked and teased heir vagina, driving his tongue forcefully inside her. Then he focused on her clit. She drove her hips upward to meet his mouth. John was slowly driving her mad with lust. That's what he wanted. "Please fuck me Mr. Stark! Please!" she implored. That's what he wanted to hear. John rose up on his knees and slowly began to push his cock into her body. He couldn't wait to watch Annie cum. John could tell that his cock caused her some discomfort. He would work her through that. Very slowly he pushed it in until his pelvis was firmly against his students. For a moment her breathing was rapid and unsure. John held it there for a while and kissed her until she was comfortable with the feeling of his whole cock inside of her. Annie ran her hands up his arms, fascinated by his strong triceps and shoulders. She felt totally dominated and helpless and loved it. John eased his cock out until just the head pushed against Annie's vagina. He rubbed it over her clit then slowly again eased down against her pelvis, completely filling her with all that he could give. He repeated this motion several times until Annie's discomfort disappeared. John increased the speed of his long deep strokes, pushing down harder against Annie's pussy with each one. Instinctively, she braced her hands against the base of the headboard. He began to fuck her hard and forcefully. She felt every vein and contour of his cock pressing and gyrating against her clit. All of her boyfriends now seemed like little toys that she had been playing with. She had nothing to compare this to. Annie's mind went wild with desire and she pushed against the headboard forcing her pussy as hard as she could against her teachers strong thrusts. She thought, if she could go to a moment and live in it forever, it would be this; on the verge of cumming and being fucked to insanity and bruised senseless by Mr. Stark. "Cum in me daddy!" she demanded. "I'm your little fucking cumslut!" John watched her intently. He wanted her orgasm to possess her, make her regress from human to primate. "You ARE my little slut Annie" he said. "Cum for me!" Annie's hips began to quiver and vibrate so badly that she lost rhythm with John's cock. He drove it into her as hard as he could and held her torso firmly against the bed rubbing and suffocating her clit with the base of of his cock. She screamed in wild ecstasy. He finished just like he started, his cock buried deep in her pussy. Annie could feel his quickened pulse beat softly against the walls of her vagina. He held her there until her long deep orgasm stopped completely. Bobbi Jo had a look of shock and desire on her face. While Annie had climaxed she laid her head on her friend' stomach and watched Mr. Stark drive his cock into her pussy. Bobbi Jo didn't think she could take it like Annie. She was bigger, stronger. But still she wanted to try. God, Annie was so awesome, she thought. She deserved to be Mr. Stark's cumslut. Annie was so deeply relaxed and satisfied she nearly fell asleep. Bobbi Jo on the other hand was horny and wet beyond measure. She sat up and looked at her teacher, reaching out and taking his hot, wet cock in her hands, admiring his muscular, hard, mature body. She wanted it just like Annie but she didn't want him to hurt her. The thought frightened her and excited her. John could see the apprehension in her face. He laid down beside her. They kissed and fondled one another aggressively. When John thought her pussy was wet and relaxed enough he knelt in front of her and pulled her legs up over her shoulders. He spread her pussy lips with the tip of his cock and masturbated her for a while until she began to moan with pleasure. Slowly he inched his cock into her wet, tight but strong pussy. Bobbi Jo seemed nervous but took his whole cock easily. Soon, her reluctance turned into intense pleasure as Mr. Stark began to fuck her a little harder. "Do you like taking it all Bobbi Jo?" He asked. "Hell yeah! Fuck me Mr. Stark! Fuck me!" John pulled out of her and quickly got Bobbi Jo on her knees. He could get deeper penetration from behind. She liked it the harder and deeper he went. Soon John was pounding into her like a jack hammer. "Ohh, fuck yeah, fuck me..." She begged and moaned. Bobbi Jo's tight ass was slapping loudly against Mr. Stark's hips. She was cumming Annie leaned up and watched John's cock glide in and out of her friend. "I want your cum!" She demanded. "Put your cum in my mouth, daddy!" When he knew Bobbi Jo was satiated, John quickly pulled out his cock and gave it to Annie. She held the tip of it in her mouth and stroked it violently. John began to climax and leaned his head back in ecstasy. Bobbi Jo knelt by Annie. "I get some too!" She insisted. That was too much for John. Two teens fighting over his cum. Even before his full orgasm started it was freely running out of his cock from the stifling pressure in his balls. Annie swallowed it down and put his cock into Bobbi Jo's mouth as she jerked him off. Her mouth was filled as John began to Cum. The girls shared it all, not spilling any and not stopping until he was milked completely dry. John laid down on the bed embracing Bobbi Jo and Annie. God they were amazing! He had no idea if he would ever have an experience like this again but he knew he could never forget it.