3 comments/ 129744 views/ 92 favorites The Teacher and the Cheater By: Baldrick96 Mr. James Hooper returned to his classroom from a staff meeting to find Jennifer rummaging through the maths tests that his students had written earlier that day. She did not hear the door opening, so she was unaware that he was standing in the doorway, watching her, since she was facing away from him. James Hooper took the time to admire his misguided student's body. She was not wearing the school uniform, which was understandable, as the last lesson of the day had ended an hour ago. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail. She wore a pink tank top that exposed her smooth upper back and shoulders, and James was sure that it would make her tits look great. Jennifer's jeans were skin-tight, and Mr. Hooper was more than happy to make do with gazing at her glorious arse as she bent over his desk. All good things must come to and end though, and she turned around and saw him. Jennifer jumped. Then they just stared at each other for a moment. Or rather, Jennifer stared at Mr. Hooper, and Mr. Hooper stared at Jennifer's tits. They were simply awesome. Her top was very low cut, and it afforded James a wonderful view of her deep cleavage. Then there was also the sheer size of her bosom. Jennifer's loose-fitting school shirt and blazer did not flatter her, and Mr. Hooper had simply never realised how big her knockers actually were. And how they had bounced when she jumped! Now he was practically drooling. Jennifer was too tense to notice her teacher's ogling. "Jennifer, what are you doing here? What is that in your hand?" Mr. Hooper asked. Jennifer fumbled with the paper she was holding, but Mr. Hooper snatched it out of her hand. It was the unmarked test that she had written that day, with her name at the top. "Nothing, Mr. Hooper. It's nothing, I swear." James ignored her. He scanned through the test. It was immediately obvious that Jennifer had done very badly. The poor girl would be lucky to get 30%. Jennifer was quiet now. James looked up to see that Jennifer had positioned herself between him and the stack of other answer papers on his desk. James tried to go around her, but she still blocked his way. The way that Jennifer made her crime so absolutely obvious almost made James laugh. It also gave him a nice opportunity to get up close with the buxom blonde. "Ms. Stuart, you leave me no choice." Mr. Hooper stepped forward so that he was toe-to-toe with Jennifer. He looked down at her fearful blue eyes, and his gaze lingered on her thick, luscious lips. How he would love to see that hot mouth of hers wrapped around his cock. He pressed forward, and grabbed the pile of answer papers with his right hand. Jennifer tried to push him off, but James grabbed her juicy bottom for support with his left hand. All of Mr. Hooper's weight was resting on Jennifer, who was pressed against the desk with nowhere to go. Jennifer's tits mashed against Mr. Hooper's chest. His cock pressed against her leg, and his hand was firmly holding onto Jen's supple right bum cheek. James was in bliss. For a moment Jennifer was in shock. She could not believe that her maths teacher was openly groping her like this. She squirmed, but that only pressed her tits into Mr. Hooper's chest further and, more disgustingly, made her rub his cock with her leg. Jennifer could feel it harden against her. Mr. Hooper had already disregarded all sexual harassment laws and teacher-student conduct guidelines, but even he realised that holding this position for over five seconds was a bit dubious. He disengaged himself from her with a fatherly pat on the bum and took a step back with the papers in hand. Jennifer could not bring herself to look her teacher in the eye, but he was anyway busy thumbing through the stack of exam papers. She knew what he would find. Mr. Hooper found it. It was a second answer paper with her name on it, but on this one almost all the answers were correct. "Would you care to explain this, Ms. Stuart?" She bit her bottom lip and kept her eyes on her toes. Again Mr. Hooper found himself fantasising over her lips. Her tits were the next object of his lustful gaze. "I think it's rather obvious what happened here. You did poorly, and replaced your test with one that would give you a much higher mark. Is that correct?" Jennifer nodded. "I'm not going to inquire as to the method of your cheating. It would be better if we just focus on your punishment. Now Jennifer, you know that this is extremely serious. Your parents will have to be called in, and you'll have to face a disciplinary hearing. You may even be expelled." James knew that this wasn't true. Jennifer's father was a wealthy and influential man, and neither the headmaster nor the school board would dream of giving his daughter any more than a slap on the wrist. "However, there is a way out for you. The two of us could make a private arrangement, and nobody outside this room would know of your little indiscretion. So show me those knockers of yours." His last sentence shocked Jennifer. She had been half-expecting that he would ask for a sexual favour, but his bluntness still came as a surprise. Her surprise quickly turned to anger. "No. You are a deluded fool if you think I will become your sexual plaything in exchange for your silence. You know who my father is. There is no chance that I will be expelled." "Oh come now, love. Who said anything about becoming my 'sexual plaything'? All you need to do is to get your tits out for me. Then all will be forgotten, and I'll even grade you on your phony test." Jennifer only glared at him. James sighed. "Suit yourself. We'll just have to let Daddy know then. What is your father's number?" Jennifer stayed quiet. "I'll just pop down to the office to get it then. You wait here for me sugartits, and I'll come back and make the call. I do look forward to hearing what his reaction to all this will be." *** Jennifer knew that this was very bad. She wasn't worried about any punishment that the school would give her, but what her father's reaction would be. Her father was an extremely rich man, and for her recent eighteenth birthday he had bought her an obscenely expensive car. His generosity was not limited to her birthdays, and on top of her monthly allowance that was more than most adults earned, he gave her lavish gifts on a regular basis. Her father had cut off her pocket money for six months when he found cigarettes and alcohol in her room two years ago, and the gifts had also dried up during that period. Her allowance was cut whenever she failed a test. Jennifer did not doubt that her father would be absolutely livid for this latest infraction. She would be grounded till God knows when, have no money to buy anything, and he might even confiscate her car. But could she really show her boobs to her maths teacher? Jennifer did have her dignity. Mr. Hooper was a tall, skinny man of about thirty who simply did not compare to the boys she could have eating out of her hand with a flutter of her eyes. She was a rich man's daughter with natural beauty. There were those who suspected that she had had her breasts done, but Jennifer's puppies were all real. If she thought about all the money and possessions that were on the line, flashing a man might be a fair price to pay. After all, it would only be this once. But if Jennifer were to follow principle, she could never do it. She had never done anything sexual for a man merely for her own gain. But she had teased, accentuated, and implied future favours to manipulate men, she reminded herself. As Mr. Hooper re-entered the room, Jennifer still had no idea what she was going to do. *** "You can still change your mind, you know," James told her. He did not get a response. He took out his cell phone and started dialling, reading Jennifer's father's number off a scrap of paper. Jennifer twirled her fingers around the bottom of her top. With every beep from the buttons on her teacher's phone, her panic increased. As he hit the last digit, she thrust her top to her shoulders. Her tits were ensconced in a plain white bra, but that did not diminish Mr. Hooper's awe. For a moment he completely forgot about the phone ringing in his ear, instead choosing to focus on his pupil's mountainous bosom. He finally hung up after several rings. "I knew you would come around, babe. Now just take off your top and bra so that I can see what you've been hiding for so long." Jennifer wordlessly took off her tank top. She then unclipped her bra and discarded both items on her teacher's desk. "Oh, those are just lovely. Stand up straight Jen, you can be proud of your pair." Jennifer did as her teacher said, and pushed her tits out for him to admire. Mr. Hooper reached out with his hand and crudely groped her left breast. Jennifer was unsure how to handle this, as she had had thought that all she had to do was show him her boobs. But she still didn't say anything when he grabbed her other tit. James gave a low moan as he continued mauling her firm yet soft tits. Finally James took a step back and released her boobs, which had started to hurt. Jennifer was glad, as she thought that this meant that her ordeal was over. But James unzipped his pants and took out his long, erect cock. Jennifer gasped, and felt her teacher's hands grip her head and push it down to his cock. "No! Get off me!" Jennifer squealed. Fortunately Mr. Hooper was not particularly strong, and Jennifer managed to squirm free from his grip. "What the fuck, Sir? We agreed that I would show you my tits, and that's it," Jennifer protested. "I thought so too, but you've gone and made so hard, pet," Mr. Hooper said. "Look, just give me this one blowjob, and we can forget about everything that happened today." Jennifer shivered. Of all Mr. Hooper's silly nicknames for her, "pet" riled her up the most. "No. I have my dignity you know." James smirked. "You've already got your tits out for your maths teacher, pet. What difference will a quick blowjob make?" Jennifer made no move to continue James's stimulation, but she did not do anything to cover her mammoth tits either. James stepped out of his pants and boxers completely, and reached for his cell phone. Once again Jennifer had to decide very quickly whether she wanted her father to become involved, or if she would rather submit herself to her perverted teacher. Jennifer could hear the phone ringing. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she thought as she grabbed James's cock. For a split second Mr. Hooper's eyes were as wide as saucers, then he gave her a quick smile and opened his mouth wide, pointing inside. He was about to hang up the phone when Jennifer's dad answered. "Stuart speaking." James had to think quickly. What could he say? "Good afternoon, Mr. Stuart. I'm James Hooper, your daughter's Maths teacher." This was all prompt Jennifer needed. She plunged her mouth over James's cock, bathing it in her soft, sweet lips. Jennifer was barely aware of the conversation between her father and her maths teacher. Mr. Hooper said that he just wanted to inform Mr. Stuart that Jennifer was making excellent progress on her tests. Jennifer's father must have found it awfully strange, as Mr. Hooper was stumbling over all his words. Certainly James found it a unique experience to be speaking to a man on the telephone while the man's daughter was giving him an incredible blowjob. Because that would be the only way to describe the way Jennifer was serving Mr. Hooper orally. Jennifer had blown her fair share of boys, but never before had she sucked with so much enthusiasm. She bobbed her head over Mr. Hooper's member, taking as much as she possibly could into her mouth. At some point James must have managed to end the call, because Jennifer doubted that he would be moaning like that if he were still on the phone. James would have liked to have this little sexcat suck him forever, but he knew that he simply couldn't last in Jennifer's hot mouth for any great period of time. James grabbed the back of Jennifer's head (no student of his would ever be allowed to spit) and repeatedly rammed her poor head on his cock, making her chin slap against his balls. He relaxed his grip somewhat, and started to cum. Jennifer's head was held in place by James, so she had no choice but to obediently swallow all the cum that rocketed from his cock. Jennifer did so as quickly as possible. James found Jennifer's lips so exquisite that he kept her head locked on his knob until it went soft. When he finally released her she sucked his cock clean of all the cum that originally escaped her throat. Jennifer was not in the mood to talk to James. She avoided eye contact, dressed quickly and left. *** Jennifer dreaded Maths class the next day. She did not know what to expect, but it turned out that Mr. Hooper ignored her during class. The tests were handed back, and Jennifer received 98%. At least it seemed that her worries were over. But when the ball rang for break, Mr. Hooper dismissed the class and asked Jennifer to stay behind. James sat on his desk facing his pretty student, and waited for the last pupil to file out of the classroom. Once the door was closed, he dropped his pants and took his limp cock out. "I've been looking forward to this all day. You have no idea how frustrating it is to teach maths when my special cocksucker is sitting in class," James said. Jennifer was confused. She did not see herself as anybody's "special cocksucker". "Sir, you said that yesterday was just going to be a once-off thing. That we would forget about the business with the test." Mr. Hooper laughed. "Don't be stupid, pet. Do you think it's fair for you to cheat on school tests and then expect me to sell my principles in exchange for a single blowjob?" Jennifer wasn't so sure of her teacher's moral ground. He could hardly preach to her about fairness when he had demanded that she do just that. But she couldn't anger him for fear of the repercussions. "No, Sir." "Exactly. So it's obvious that that means you will have to give me regular sexual stimulation in exchange for my cooperation on this matter. Now get on your knees and suck." Jennifer frowned. This was not going according to plan. She certainly didn't want to be his "special cocksucker". But then she also didn't want her teacher to tell her daddy about her indiscretion either. She could tell the truth about Mr. Hooper's manipulation, but hell hath no fury like a man who finds out that his daughter is a cocksucker, and she would take the brunt of his rage. What other options did she have? It was awfully difficult to think clearly when her teacher was pawing at her boobs through her school shirt. With a sigh of resignation, she knelt down and took his cock in her hand. She plunged her mouth over his manhood, wanting to get him off as quickly as possible. Yet Mr. Hooper still did not seem to be quite satisfied. "Sorry babe, but you'll have to be topless for all the blowjobs you give me. Get your tits out for Mr. Hooper now, that's a good girl." Jennifer submissively obeyed, and resumed her oral massage on James's cock. James reached down and grabbed the buxom girl's bare left tit. He roughly squeezed the full orb. Jennifer bobbed her head on her teacher's manhood. He had a big cock, and she tried to take as much of it as possible. James had never seen a more wonderful sight in his life than the topless, fat-titted Jennifer on her knees, giving him a blowjob that he would never forget. She looked up at him, and her big blue eyes enhanced the image. Her tongue was hot and wet over his cock, and she made loud slurping noises. "I'm going to come, honey. Swallow me like the good girl you are." James jizzed in her mouth, and Jennifer noisily swallowed his seed. She made sure that his cock was completely clean as James ran his fingers through her silky hair. Satisfied, Jennifer zipped up her teacher and patted his crotch. Jennifer looked Mr. Hooper in the eye and smiled at him. It was the first time she had smiled at him since the events of the previous day, and Mr. Hooper was touched. Jennifer got up and started putting on her bra. James appreciated the way her tits jiggled along with her movements. "I don't want you wearing bras in my class from now on, Jennifer. You ought to be proud of your breasts, but your bra just does not do them any justice. "Okay, Mr. Hooper," Jennifer said as she put on her school shirt "And by the way, how did you manage to do so well on the test you brought in the second time around?" James asked. "Robert gave me the answers directly after school, and I copied them." "Why did Robert help you?" "We're just good friends, that's all." Robert was the class nerd. He was thin, not particularly ugly but still very plain-looking, and generally anti-social. Jennifer was very snobbish about the types she hung out with socially, and James found it very hard to believe that Jennifer and Robert were friends. "Goodbye, sir, have a nice weekend." "Off you go then, girl." Mr. Hooper gave Jennifer a smack on the bottom as she left his class. *** James saw Robert by chance in the corridor on his way to the staff room, and asked Robert to come and see him in his class after school. Once Robert arrived, James got straight to the point. "Jennifer tells me that you helped her cheat on yesterday's maths test." Robert hesitated. What could he say? His teacher's gaze did not waver. "That's true sir." "Why, Robert?" "Um... I can't really say, sir. I'm very sorry sir." "Just tell the truth, Robert." "I don't know, sir." "I think you do." Robert did not say anything. James decided to prod Robert along. "Jennifer is very beautiful. I myself often have wicked thoughts about her. I wouldn't be able to blame any man who succumbed to her womanly charms." "You see, sir... she's so pretty sir. Girls never talk to me, or not the pretty ones anyway. But Jen, she did. For the last week. She would seem so interested when I stammered, and she fluttered her eyes at me. She rubbed up against me, and then she would give me this mischievous smile and tell me how cute I was. Then when she asked me to cheat for her and I said that I shouldn't, she gave me a puppy-dog face, leaned against me and said that she would really appreciate it if I did that for her. I just couldn't say no, sir." "When you agreed to help her, did you think that you would get something out of the deal?" James asked. "Well sir, she was looking at my trousers when she said that about how she would appreciate it if I helped her cheat. And I could have sworn she winked at me. So yes, you could say that I was expecting something." "Something sexual." Robert stayed quiet. "And has Jennifer done anything for you yet, Robert?" "I tried to talk to her twice today sir, but she didn't even look me. Just pretended that I wasn't there, and on she walked." James sighed. He did feel very sorry for Robert, and somewhat guilty that he was getting the blowjobs that should be Robert's by rights. "Look Robert, I understand. I was very similar at your age. Bad with girls and all that. But remember, you're smarter than those bimbos. One day you're going to be a rich and important man, and they'll be working for you, and they are going to be desperate to impress you. You can openly stare at their tits or pinch their arses, and they won't be able to do anything. Or you could be a teacher like me. I'm not rich or important, but I sure have power over those girls. You have no idea how satisfying it is to see a busty bitch who wouldn't have looked at me twice if I were a pupil come begging me for help." Robert had never seen this side of his teacher before, or that of any of his other teachers for that matter. He was pleasantly surprised that becoming a teacher didn't take all the pervy thoughts out of one's head. The Teacher and the Cheater "But we still can't shag them, sir. And that's what it all comes down to. It's no use being more important than the babes if you can't fuck them silly every now and again." "On the contrary. I should not be telling you this, but you know slutty those airheads are. If they can get ahead by making your cock happy, they'll gladly open their legs. The mistake you made was to give Jennifer what she wanted before demanding payment first." Robert was stunned. Mr. Hooper was shagging schoolgirls? "Look, you'll get plenty of chances to take advantage of some poor girl once you're rich and successful. But why wait so long?" *** James had concocted a plan to help out Robert over the weekend, but on Monday morning he wanted to satisfy his own lusts first. Jennifer had Maths during the first period of the day, so Mr. Hooper called her to his desk during class where they softly conferred. Jennifer said that she wanted to spend break with her friends, so could they wait till after school for their tryst? James wasn't in the mood to wait, so they agreed to rendezvous in the projection room above the auditorium during the next period, when James had another class and his buxom student had Geography. Sex came before an education, he reasoned. Once there, James wanted to expand their horizons with a good titfuck, which neither of them had done before. Jennifer's interest was also rather piqued, so she did not object. This new act brought James pleasure which words could not do justice. He settled into a steady rhythm of thrusting his cock into and through her massive titflesh. "I talked to Robert on Friday. His story doesn't exactly match yours," Mr. Hooper's voice broke the steady sound of his cock fucking Jen's knockers. "Huh?" Usually her teacher only made sounds of pleasure and the odd disparaging comment about her while they she was servicing him, so Jennifer was surprised that he was making serious conversation. "It sounds to me as if you seduced him with the implied promise of a sexual favour, used him, and then kicked him to the curb." "Whatever. You make it sound very bad." Jennifer didn't fell like discussing the situation while getting titfucked. Her knees were sore and although she in theory only had to keep her boobs pressed against Mr. Hooper's dick and move her chest up and down, Mr. Hooper was being rougher with her than was strictly necessary. "Robert's a nice boy. You... owe... him... an... apology." It was clear from James's panting and unsteady voice that he was getting close to climax. "The guy's a creep, but fine, I'll say sorry to him," Jennifer said, for once wanting to turn the focus back to sex. The irony was not lost on either of them. James took a step back and directed his cock at Jen's tits. No sooner had he done that than he erupted, sending stream after stream of spunk onto his student's ample bosom. After managing to withhold himself from wanking for an entire weekend, James had gallons of jizz saved up to coat her chest with. When James was finally spent, there was hardly an inch of poor Jennifer's chest that wasn't covered in cum. As was by now customary for them, Jennifer licked up the last drops of sperm off Mr. Hooper's dick. Jen cold only giggle when she looked at how James had marked her boobs. She wiped up gobs of cum with her hands and noisily slurped it down. James watched the show, transfixed. He didn't even have to prompt the girl to act sluttily anymore. It was clear that Jennifer was becoming a lot more comfortable around her teacher, which was probably one of the reasons that they actually had a nice time lounging about the projection room together for the rest of the period. Even though James did not tell her to do so, Jennifer stayed topless. Despite that, the atmosphere was pleasant without being overtly sexual. The two of them also discovered that they had a lot in common. They listened to the same music, enjoyed the same films and had the same low opinion of certain other teachers and most of Jennifer's classmates. James told jokes that had Jennifer in stitches. With only a few minutes left before the bell would ring, Jen sucked James off without him even asking. There was no doubt about it, Jen thought as she headed off after the period with another load of cum in her belly, she had come to like her perverted teacher and the arrangement she had with him. *** The next day Jennifer slipped into Mr. Hooper's class after school, as they had arranged the previous day. She hugged her teacher, and he manoeuvred his hand to squeeze a tit through her shirt. "Are you wearing a bra, pet?" "I'm sorry sir." "And it seemed as if you were also wearing one in class today." "People will notice sir. They'll think I'm a slut." "I'm offended dear. I tell you to be a whore for me, but you're too preoccupied with what other people will think of you. Don't you want to please me?" "I mean to please you sir." "Hand over your bra then." Jennifer did not hesitate to take off her shirt, putting it on her teacher's desk. 'I'm such a slut," she thought as she got her tits out for her teacher. But she was excited, not ashamed, as James took her shirt and bra. Jennifer was about to get down on her knees when there was a knock on the door. The voice that called out to ask if Mr. Hooper was in was unmistakably Robert's. "Come in, Robert," James said. Jennifer turned a ghostly white. She lunged for her top, but her smirking teacher kept it out of her reach. As Robert entered, she resorted to covering her impressive melons by folding her arms across her chest. Robert's jaw hit the floor. Even though Jennifer's nipples were covered, she was pushing her tits up with her arms, which actually made the whole sight even more breathtakingly sexy. It was enough to make the most hardened playboy weak in the knees, but Robert had never even had a girlfriend. A mixture of shock and anger overwhelmed Jennifer. "What is this about? Give me my clothes!" she demanded her teacher. Her shouting only had the effect of making her bosom jiggle enticingly. "I'm surprised at you Jennifer. Yesterday we agreed that you owed young Robert here a proper apology for so cynically taking advantage of him. What better way is there to do that than to give him a make-up blowjob?" Jennifer gaped in despair at Mr. Hooper, trying to gain his sympathy. He, however, made no move to hand her top and bra back to her. "I can see you're embarrassed. Let me give you two some privacy," James said. He left the room with Jennifer's clothes still in hand. Jennifer's shock and anger was quickly turning into shame. Although she'd had sex before and Mr. Hooper had taken advantage of her less than a week ago, she'd never felt more naked in her entire life. Robert himself felt rather awkward about the situation. Mr. Hooper hadn't prepared him for the possibility that Jennifer would be mortified at the prospect of sucking him off, although in hindsight he wondered how he could ever have expected anything different. He couldn't bring himself to look the busty blonde in the eye, so instead he kept his eyes locked on her breasts. Neither teenager knew what to say. After almost a minute of silence Jennifer spoke up. "What's going on, Robert? Did you collude with Mr. Hooper to get a blowjob from me?" "Oh God, I'm so sorry, Jennifer. I don't know why I ever thought a girl like you would do something like that. I mean, you're not that kind of girl. It was so arrogant of me to think that you owed me something for helping you on your test. You're just so pretty, I... I'm sorry," Robert croaked, fighting back tears. Jennifer couldn't help but smile at Robert telling her that she wasn't "that kind of girl." He was a nice boy, and now Jennifer felt bad about the situation. "Oh Robert. It's not your fault, it's mine. I shouldn't have been such a terrible cocktease, and I'm sorry. Now give me a hug. Jennifer took her arms from her chest and hugged Robert tightly. He only briefly saw her tits before they were mashed against his chest, but the sensual feeling of her naked breasts pressed against him was more arousing than only looking at Jen's bosom. The topless girl's smooth, silky blonde hair brushed against Robert's mouth and cheek, and he held his hands on her naked back. To top it all off, his erection was pressed against Jennifer's stomach, and he knew that there was no way that she could not feel it. Jennifer leaned back slightly, and Robert felt as if she were looking right into his soul with her deep eyes. Her lips were curled into a playful smile. It was almost enough to make Robert blow his load. "You feel a bit excited down there," Jennifer said and giggled, making Robert turn red. "Is that because of me?" Of course Jennifer knew the answer to be yes, but she was not making him admit it because she was a vain girl (she wasn't). She was just enjoying Robert's discomfort, and she found his bashfulness to be quite endearing. "Yes," Robert managed. "God yes, you're hot." "What about me is it that you find so hot?" Jennifer purred. "Oh, just, um, everything really. You have nice eyes. And hair. Nice hair" "Robert, are you telling me that the fact that I'm standing here with my big fat tits out, rubbing them against you, has nothing to do with your boner?" Robert groaned. "Now that you put it that way, I guess they're making me hard." "What are?" "Your boobs." "You can play with them if you want to." Jennifer stepped back, leaving her arms at her sides and thrusting her chest out for Robert. She remembered what Mr. Hooper had told her about standing straight and being proud of her tits. Robert wordlessly took first one breast, then the other in his hands. He was gentle in his touch, appreciating Jen's pillowy breasts. After enduring Mr. Hooper's rough squeezing, Jennifer was relieved to have her breasts treated with such respect. Even his nipple pinches hardly hurt her. Robert felt that he could be content for eternity with a pair of tits like Jennifer's to play with. Yet he wanted to explore her melons even further, so he leant down until his lips were brushing against Jennifer's left nipple. He looked up at Jennifer who almost imperceptibly nodded her assent, so Robert took Jennifer's nipple into his mouth. For yet another time that day, Robert somehow had a more arousing experience than he had ever had. It was the first time a man had sucked on Jennifer's tits, but there could not have been a more fitting candidate. Jennifer found Robert to be cute and endearing, a genuine nice guy, but she did not think of him in a particularly sexual or romantic way. He was a boy (because yes, even though he was eighteen one could not think of him as a man) she thought deserved to be happy. It just so happened that he wanted her and her breasts sexually, so she was willing to use her body to please Robert. Jennifer felt motherly towards the nerd, but fortunately there was nothing incestuous about the two teens fooling around. Jennifer lifted her tits to accommodate Robert's sucking. He switched his attention from one tit to the other. The stimulation of her nipples and the sauciness of the entire situation was arousing Jennifer. Before long, Robert stopped his sucking. "To be honest Jennifer, if we keep on like this any longer I'm going to cum in my trousers." "We wouldn't want that now, would we?" Jennifer said. She dropped to her knees, a position that she was quite accustomed to by now, and rapidly pulled Robert's trousers down. Robert's cock popped free, and Jennifer immediately enveloped it in her hot mouth. After being teasing and suggestive so far, she was now unmistakeably reverting to full-on slutty cocksucking. Jennifer alternated between rapid bobs of her head and trying to get Robert's entire big dick into her mouth. Before long Robert pulled out, aimed his cock Jennifer's melons, and shot his load all over her tits. Robert leaned back against a desk in a daze while Jennifer scooped up his cum and consumed it. After the awesome experience of a blowjob he seemed to have become tongue-tied again, but Jennifer figured that that was only normal. She asked Robert to go and look for Mr. Hooper to bring her shirt back to her. Jennifer kissed Robert on the cheek, then slapped his bottom as he left. After having that done to her by James and some of her more domineering boyfriends, it felt quite empowering to do it to a man. A few minutes later James Hooper returned to the class. "Miss me, pet?" "You bastard." Jennifer, who was still topless, was not really angry at her teacher, even though she knew that she ought to be. "I got really hot thinking about Robert having his wicked way with you. Take care of this for me, will you doll?" James said, pointing at his stiffy. "Christ sir, I've just been pleasuring your prodigal son and now you want another blowjob. My jaw and knees are sore. Give me a break." Her words had no effect, as James was stripping as she spoke without showing any sign that he was listening. "You don't want to suck me off, but I'm certainly not fucking your tits after Robert came on them." "How do you know he did, sir?" Jennifer checked her boobs to confirm that she had indeed done a very good job of swallowing all the cum that Robert had plastered over her. "He told me," James smirked as he grabbed Jennifer's wrists and dragged her to his desk. Jennifer blushed. She felt rather betrayed that Robert had kissed and told, because she had thought that the two of them had quite a special bond. She did not have a long time to dwell on the matter, because James roughly shoved her over his desk and flipped her short skirt onto her lower back, exposing her ass that was not at all covered by a skimpy purple thong. "What are you doing sir?" Jennifer asked, although she realised that it was quite a stupid question. "Since you don't want to give me a blowjob and I'm not going to fuck those big puppies of yours, it's pretty obvious the best thing to do is for me to fuck you," James reasoned as ran his hand over her smooth arse. Jennifer could have refused. She strongly doubted that her teacher would rape her. But she wanted this. She wanted to get off physically after serving James many times, but she also wanted this emotionally. Even after James had essentially made her a whore, she was still attached to him, and she wanted to go further with him in their relationship. So when James pulled Jennifer's thong down to her knees, she spread her legs and wiggled her bottom invitingly. "Fuck me like a whore," she said, knowing that she looked deliciously slutty. James needed no second invitation. He plunged his cock into Jennifer's lovely pussy. Her cunt was very tight, so it was hard going at first, but James built up pace and fucked her with rapid thrusts. Jennifer met James's thrusts by grinding her bum back against him, squeezing his cock with her pussy muscles. James was not holding back at all, his balls were slapping against his slutty student's pussy, and Jennifer's bottom jiggled obscenely from the hard fucking her pussy was getting. "Oh yes sir, give it to me. I'm a slut who deserves it," Jennifer moaned. James had not expected dirty talk, but he guessed that Jennifer expected him to reciprocate. "You're my slut now, bitch. Take that dick like you mean it." He realised how incredibly lame he sounded, but thinking up witticisms while shagging the most beautiful girl he had ever seen was not his strong point. Even though James was worried that the clichéd dirty talk would break Jennifer out of the mood, it obviously had no such effect. She was gasping and moaning like a porn star, complete with the whiny "fuck meeeee..." as their flesh rhythmically slapped together. It amazed him that Jennifer had gone from reluctant to slutty in such a short period of time. Some of it was only an act to arouse her teacher, but Jennifer really was in physical ecstasy. James brought her to a powerful climax, which sapped her of her energy to ride James's disco stick. She lay inert as James fucked her to his own orgasm. James shot ropes of cum deep into his student's pussy. He collapsed onto her, and they lay in bliss like that for a minute until James's cock went soft. With a groan he disengaged himself from Jennifer's delightful pussy. "So I get an A for Maths?" Jennifer asked. "It stopped being about that a while ago." "I know." Jennifer giggled nervously. "I don't know why I said that." "Don't worry. Here's your top." "Thanks." Jennifer got dressed. It delighted James to see her pull her skirt over her legs that had his cum running down them. "Look Mr. Hooper, before I go..." "Yes?" Jennifer slowly leaned forward until her lips and James's were brushing together. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him in close. They kissed passionately. She broke away from him, smiled a smile that could melt an immortal man's heart, and took off.