11 comments/ 53872 views/ 13 favorites Detention With Miss Walker By: Googly_Bear Author's note: Everyone in this story is over 18 so have fun. I begin to sprint down the corridor, realising I'm going to be late for detention. I glance at the clock as I reach Miss Walker's classroom, my heart sinks as I struggle to catch my breath. Despite being one of the younger teachers in the school and, through my teenage eyes anyway, absolutely gorgeous, Miss Walker is very strict and I know for a fact she is a stickler for punctuality. 'Where have you been Mr Young?' She asks smirking from behind her glasses. I try to stammer out an apology before becoming distracted. I notice that she is wearing the tightest white blouse imaginable, I swear I can almost see her nipples poking through. I can't help my eyes drifting down to her short black skirt and the dark stockings wrapped around her deliciously smooth legs. Her outfit causes my young body to react with growing arousal. Miss Walker gives a little warning cough and my eyes snap up to meet hers, realising I've been caught staring. Her eyes are hard, although I'm sure I can see a hint of amusement there. 'Sit down.' She commands. I obey instantly, relieved to be able to hide my growing erection under the desk. As I reach to take a pen out of my bag I hear the clicking of her high heels on the hard floor as she strides over to my desk. As she places a worksheet on my desk, I take the opportunity to glance at the tantalising view of Miss Walker's ample cleavage. My cock throbs even harder. I can feel myself blushing, and from the slight look of amusement on her face she has noticed too. Once my gorgeous teacher has returned to her desk, I try my best to concentrate on the sheet but I find myself rather distracted. From my seat I can see her sitting at her desk, long stocking clad legs folded seductively as she reads. Her fingers are twirling around the one loose curl of her dark blonde hair as she concentrates on her book. Teasingly, without looking up, she uncrosses and crosses her legs, giving me the tiniest flash of her red silk panties. I can feel my erection straining in my trousers as I will it to disappear. She must sense my discomfort as at that moment she looks up and smiles wickedly at me. 'What seems to be the problem Mr Young?' Miss Walker asks teasingly, giving me a look that assures me she knows exactly what the problem is. 'Nothing' I manage to croak out. She shakes your head disbelievingly and stands up before closing the door and turning to me with a devilish look on her face. 'Stand up.' 'But...' I begin. 'I said stand up,' Miss Walker commands, the sharpness in her voice makes me obey instantly, despite my embarrassment that there is a noticeable bulge in my trousers. As I stand up I notice her eyes drift down, I begin to panic thinking I'll be in even more trouble, but her eyes widen and she bites her bottom lip. I stand awkwardly unsure of what to do as this cougar prowls towards me until we are standing face to face. 'What do we have here?' She smirks, not breaking eye contact. I gasp as her hand brushes against my hard penis. 'Did you think I didn't notice you staring at me? Do you think I don't know all the fantasies running through your head?' I feel her hand cup around my covered hard cock and she smiles as her voice softens slightly: 'Anyone else I caught staring like that would be in big trouble, but you are a lucky boy, you have one rather big thing going for you.' The way she smiles so dangerously and gently squeezes my cock has me trembling, I can't believe this is happening. She notices how tense I am and asks me teasingly: 'Have you ever had anyone touch your big, stiff cock before?' Her eyebrows raise and her wicked smile broadens even more as I nervously shake my head. 'So you've never felt a woman's soft hand around it stroking you, honey?' Miss Walker looks me deep in the eye and slowly begins to unzip my trousers, pulling them down slightly and freeing my aching cock. She inspects it with that same sultry smirk on her face. 'My goodness, you do have a lovely big cock.' Her finger runs up the underside. 'I'm sure I could have some fun with this.' She winks as her fingers wrap tightly around my shaft and begin to stroke tantalisingly slowly. I let out a soft moan as her other hand cups my balls gently. 'Feels good, doesn't it?' I can only moan again in response. The way she is teasing me is absolutely wondrous. Suddenly, my sexy teacher sinks to your knees in front of me, still caressing my erect penis. Looking up at me over the rim of your glasses, she asks; 'So you've never felt a woman's soft lips tease your cock before?' I began to shake my head, but feel my knees weaken as she plants a sensuous kiss right on the head of my cock. 'Would you like to feel my soft lips wrapped around you, honey?' A strained 'Yes' is all I can manage in reply. 'Say please.' 'Please, Miss Walker' 'Good Boy' and I feel the sliding of her soft wet lips over the head of my cock. The feeling of my cock being in your mouth is unbelievable, like my whole body is being stimulated. I can feel her tongue teasing the head of my cock as she slides my hard penis slowly in and out of her mouth. Each time she bobs her head getting more and more of my throbbing hard on into her throat. The pleasure is so intense I feel like I could pass out. After a few moments of this she curls her hand around the shaft of my cock and begins stroking as she sucks, the feeling soon overwhelms me. 'Miss Walker?' I cry out 'Yes, honey?' She asks, looking up at me inquisitively, but with a knowing grin. 'I think I'm about to...' 'About to what?' 'I'm almost.' 'Almost what? I want to hear you say it.' 'I'm going to come, Miss Walker.' 'No you are not.' She tells me, releasing my cock from her grip, 'Good boys don't get to come until I say.' My disappointment is obvious as Miss Walker stands up, and turns to walk back to my desk, leaving me standing alone, my erection jutting out in front of me. As you reach your desk, you turn around and call to me. I watch fascinated as you reach below your skirt and after a bit of fiddling your hand comes back containing your tiny red thong. I stand there dumbly until you throw the panties to me, which I catch, I'm not sure what you want me to do with them so I place them on my desk then walk over to you. 'If you want to come today, you're going to have to be a good boy and pleasure me first.' She tells me wickedly. 'Get on your knees.' Miss Walker demands whilst slowly hiking up her skirt. My eyes are transfixed by the sight of her bare pussy, it is beautiful. 'I want you to lick gently along my lips to start.' I obey willingly, hearing an appreciative sigh as my tongue makes contact. As I lick I can't help but flick my tongue over her enflamed clit, eliciting another gasp. 'Good boy, are you sure you haven't done this before?' I begin concentrating more on her clitoris now, enjoying the moans and shivers my efforts are creating. The more I work my tongue the wetter she becomes, her pussy tastes so sweet I can't get enough. As I lick and tease Miss Walker's breathing is becoming more ragged, her moans grow louder and she grabs my head forcefully, keeping me exactly where she wants me. I don't stop, I keep caressing her clit with my wet tongue until I feel her amazing body tense. A final moan escapes her lips as her orgasm flows through your body, bringing waves of pleasure. Once the orgasm subsides her body relaxes. Letting out a contented chuckle, Miss Walker tells me what a good boy I am. I'm still in disbelief that I could make this gorgeous creature come so hard and I know I have a silly grin plastering my face. Once recovered, Miss Walker returns her attention to me, grabbing my still hard cock again. Giving it a few light strokes she asks with a wink if there's anything else I'd like to learn about. Emboldened by making her orgasm, I declare that I'd like to learn about sex. 'Oh would you now?' Miss Walker says raising an eyebrow. 'Well get on my desk, now.' I scramble up onto the desk, lying back giving this beautiful woman full access to my body. She lifts one leg over and straddles me. I can feel the warmth her delicious pussy only inches from my cock. She takes my cock in her hand and begins caressing it against the smooth, wet lips of her slit. 'Do you want me to slip your big cock between my pussy lips? Do you want to feel how tight my little pussy is? You do? Well you're going to have to ask me very very nicely.' 'Please Miss Walker, please I want to feel your pussy more than anything.' Flashing a smug smile smugly down at me, knowing that she is in complete control, Miss Walker slides the head of my rock hard cock between her soaking lips. Just as I begin to sigh in pleasure at the tight warmth she pulls off me, smirking at my frustrated expression. 'You really want me to fuck you don't you?' I nod vigorously 'Well if I fuck you, you're cock will be mine forever, you won't be allowed to come ever again, unless I give you permission, do you agree to that? 'Yes Miss Walker, Please...' 'Ok, now tell me whose cock this is?' 'It's yours Miss Walker.' Smiling triumphantly she sinks your tight pussy down the length of my hard cock. The feeling is almost too much for me as I moan uncontrollably, but somehow compose myself. She slowly slides herself up and down my throbbing cock teasing me exquisitely as I struggle to hold on. Miss Walker begins to pick up the pace now, enjoying the feeling of control she has over me. Her breathing starts to quicken again and her hips begin bucking more wildly. As she rides me, I feel her movements become less controlled and more passionate, I know I'm not going to last much longer and hope I can please this goddess. Just as I'm almost at breaking point I feel her pussy begin to pulse around my cock, growing tighter against me as another orgasm ripples through her. 'Come for me, honey,' She whispers softly in my ear. 'Come inside me.' That's all I need as I feel my own orgasm course through me, come flowing up out of my cock as I tense inside her wetness. I can feel cock being milked of every last drop by the deliciously soft walls of her pussy. We slump back, breathing heavily. Glancing at the clock, I realise my detention time is over. Miss Walker tells me to get dressed and leave before anyone becomes suspicious. As I go to leave she calls to me, I look back over my shoulder. 'Remember,' she says. 'Your cock is mine now, meet me in here tomorrow after your classes, and no coming without my permission.' Detention With Miss Walker Ch. 02 For once I found myself at the detention room with plenty of time to spare, after the events of last time I simply couldn't wait. As I reached the door I took a big calming breath and adjusted the semi erection in my trousers before heading inside. There, at her desk, sat the gorgeous Miss Walker. She probably wasn't beautiful in the classic sense, but she had an aura about her which, at least to my 18 year old mind, made her the sexiest woman in the world. I smiled shyly at my teacher as I entered the classroom, much to my dismay Miss Walker only looked up from her papers to give me the briefest of disdainful glances. I slumped into my seat visibly disappointed, this wasn't how I'd imagined our next meeting during my nightly wank sessions. Miss Walker was supposed to greet me with a lust filled grin and that wild look of desire in her eyes, before immediately locking the door, ripping of my clothes and having her wicked way with me. But no, here I was staring up at her desk with my puppy dog eyes being blatantly ignored. I decided that, since the activities I had hoped for were unlikely to happen, I should get some studying done. After about 5 minutes of catching up on the economical factors of post-war Britain (4 of which were spent fantasising about Miss Walker's lovely legs), I was a touch surprised to hear the creak of the door being opened. 'Good afternoon Victoria,' Miss Walker almost purred to the entering student. 'Please take a seat, I'm sure you have some work to catch up on.' Vicky had always been one of the most stunning girls in our school, her gorgeous red hair, full pouty lips and the early development of a rather ample pair of breasts had seen to that. Yet it wasn't until this moment as she strolled to her desk, hips swaying gracefully and giving me a nod in polite greeting, that I realised just how heart-breakingly exquisite she actually was. I couldn't take my eyes of her as she gently lowered her delectable arse into the seat diagonally in front of me. My cock began to stir as thoughts of her sitting down somewhere else flashed through my mind. Reluctantly I returned my eyes to my book, I didn't want to be caught staring after all and my cock was ready to burst. I tried to engross myself into a chapter about welfare reforms, and was largely successful in doing so until a glimpse of colour caught my eye. Pink, to be exact, not a brash neon pink, but a delicate feminine pink. This pink was the colour of the knickers that had teased their way to just above the waistline of Vicky's formal yet snug trousers. My mind went into overdrive, it was always a turn on for me to catch a peek of a girl's underwear in class. I loved when they would each for something across the desk revealing their secrets and driving my cock crazy. This time I simply couldn't not tear my eyes away from Vicky's young body. All I could do was take in the delightful roundness of her pert behind and imagining what she would look like in only her knickers was occupying all of my brain power. Why didn't they do exams on the subject of the female bottom? I would surely pass and the studying was so much more engaging. This fervent study of my classmate was further rewarded as she shuffled in her chair and more of her underwear was revealed as well as a small patch of flesh underneath. I must have let out an audible gasp as I realized that Vicky was wearing a rather skimpy G-string. Yet more fantasies whirled through my head, but were interrupted abruptly by a loud cough. I snapped my head up, startled, only to catch they eye of Miss Walker who was giving me a knowing smirk. I felt the heat rising to my face as embarrassment washed over me. I buried my face back into my book, now wishing I could just go home. "Victoria, you may leave now." Miss Walker said, breaking me from my reverie. Wordlessly Vicky rose from her chair and left the room, my eyes involuntarily following her all the way out the door. As soon as she has left my eyes focused back to my teacher, who was staring straight back at me with that now familiar smirk on her face. My cock stiffened further. "Stand up," Miss Walker commanded. I had no choice but to obey, despite the painfully obvious erection in my trousers. As I stood up I could feel Miss Walker's eyes lower towards my groin. My face flushed. Her lecherous grin widened. "Is that for me?" Miss Walker asked teasingly, " Or do you just like staring at young, little sluts, hmm?" I couldn't answer, I could only feel my face burning brighter. Miss Walker let out a mocking giggle. "Well since you like looking at little sluts, do you think that maybe you need to be treated like a little slut? I think that's only fair." I could only stammer out a feeble "Yes, Miss Walker" in reply. "Get on your knees then, slut." As I lowered myself, Miss Walker strolled over to the desk where Vicky had been sat minutes before. The short skirt she was wearing gave me an appreciated eyeful of her long tanned legs as she leaned on the desk and crossed them seductively. "Crawl over to me. Hands and knees." I knew better than to hesitate. Within moments I was at the feet of this voracious woman. "Now slut, I want you to kiss every inch of my legs. Do you think you can manage that?" I knew the question was rhetorical so I set to work planting tentative kisses on her ankles before slowly working my way upwards. Kissing Miss Walker's smooth, golden legs was incredibly arousing and my cock was now fully erect and desperate to be freed. I knew that if I wanted to come, I would have to make sure Miss Walker was thoroughly pleasured. With my arousal making me bold. I began raising up her skirt with my fingertips, planting sensual kisses further up her thighs. "Mmm good boy," Miss Walker moaned, " Now pull my skirt all the way up, my pussy needs some attention." Happily I obliged, lifting the skirt and exposing my teacher's heavenly and rather wet pussy. For a few seconds all I could do was stare in awe at the wonderful sight befalling my eyes, but I was always going to want to do more that look and I leant forward to plant yet more kisses on the outside of her lips. Tentatively I began running my tongue up and down her labia, before burying my tongue deep in her vagina, savouring the taste of this woman's juices. Miss Walker let out a low moan and I slowly worked my way up to her clitoris, giving it only the lightest of flicks with my tongue when I reached there. "Mmm harder, slut," Miss Walker gasped and I gave her a forceful yet slow lick in reply. This caused her to tense up and grab the back of my head, forcing me deeper into her pussy. I kept up my teasing for a good few minutes, keeping a slow steady pressure on her clit. Miss Walker's breathing was quickening and I thought she must be close. I was right, with one final stroke of my tongue, Miss Walker's Whole body tensed as she let out a loud moan. My head was pulled forcefully against her cunt just as a stream of her juices splashed down my chin. Miss Walker bucked herself against my face for a several seconds before letting my head go. I couldn't help the grin that spread over me as this goddess of a woman leaned back and sighed contentedly, basking in the orgasm I had just provided. After a few minutes of recovery, Miss Walker sat up and flashed me a smile. Much to my surprise this smile was almost friendly, no mocking undertone or nastiness. "Get your cock out for me," She purred. I didn't waste a second and soon my rock hard erection was displayed in front of her. Miss Walker gave my cock and appreciative examination before reaching out and taking me in her hand. The feeling was incredible as her fist lazily made its way up and down my shaft, I felt I was about to explode already. She knew exactly how to stroke me to bring me the most sensation each movement was bringing me closer to my impending climax. "I'm getting close." I managed to stammer out, feeling dizzy with the enormous pleasure. Miss Walker smiled at my words and slid down onto her knees. "Would you like to come in my mouth,honey?" She asked looking up at me. Her face was now level with my cock and I was filled with anticipation. "Please, Miss Walker." I croaked. "Please may I come in your mouth?" "I thought you might." Miss Walker nodded. Leaning her head forward, I felt her lips brush the head of my cock ever so lightly. Then her tongue snaked out to tease me further. I was in heaven. I glanced down just in time to see my teacher's mouth widen and move to envelop my cock. To my surprise I didn't feel the warm wetness of her mouth wrap around me, as Miss Walker withdrew her head. I looked down quizzically. "Have you came since our last meeting?" "No," I lied, desperate for release. "Have you came since our last meeting?" Miss Walker asked again, this time with more steel in her voice. "Yes." I admitted, not meeting her gaze. She snapped bolt upright, a look of outrage on her face. "I thought I had made my rules clear? I am the only one who can give you permission to orgasm. Is that clear?" I could only nod in response. "You do not get to decide when you come, the little sluts in your class don't get to decide when you come. Not that you'd have a chance with them anyway. And most of all you never ever lie to me. Do you understand? " Again I nodded. "Good, now get out." Miss Walker barked, "You have detention on Monday, if you can go the whole weekend without an orgasm, in fact without touching yourself I might just let you come. Now it's time for you to go." Dejectedly I gathered up my school work and slumped towards the door. Before leaving I couldn't resist one glance back at Miss Walker, who was already engrossed in her papers and completely ignoring me yet again.