"I want you to suck my cock".

"Master, no!" Jess exclaimed, pleading for him to take it back. "That's sick; I won't do it! Please don't make me." she said, running for the door once again.

Mr King knew this was too good to be true, she was probably recording him and would **** him tomorrow or something, but after what she'd already done for him, he had to take a chance.

Mr King could hear Jessica throwing herself against the open void where the front door should be, as he went to investigate he could see her failing to make it over the threshold and saw the look of panic on the trapped cheerleaders face.

Jess's hair and breasts bounced as she threw herself against the void again and again but was unable to leave.

Watching the scene and confused as to how she was making it look like she was bouncing off thin air, and why, then something clicked Mr King's head. With an unsure voice, he said, almost asking, "I wish you would suck my cock".

Jess stopped and looked back at the old man her face went pale. To her horror, her body once again betrayed her and flushed with pleasure, something at that moment Jess could easily suppress, panicking at what she's just heard whispered inside her brain. Jess tried with all her might but she couldn't stop her body from moving slowly away from the front door, from her freedom and towards the living room to follow her master.

Mr King moved to stand in the middle of his lounge. As the scared cheerleader slowly rounded the doorway, he could see from the look on her face the panic and fear of what she was feeling from what he's wished for her to do. He didn't care; he was excited; a grin on his face; he couldn't believe his luck that little miss princess Jessica Edwards was for some reason obeying his wishes; sure, she was scared, but how could he resist a ripe, young, firm body like that.

In his commanding teacher voice, he told Jessica to get down onto her knees in front of him, and his heart leapt as she complied. He told her to look him in the eyes, which she did.

Jess pleaded with him not to make her do this. He watched as her soft hands reached up to his zipper and her slender fingers fumbled to unzip his trousers before pulling them down with his underwear.

Mr King enjoyed the look of disgust on Jess's face as his penis bounced free from his clothes and almost hit her in the face, it only turned him on more to see Jess resisting as best she could against her fate as he continued to control this sweet young thing old enough for him to fuck but young enough to be his granddaughter.

Mr King had always enjoyed power. He'd wielded what little he had over his students, but this was something new; no matter what he'd asked of Jessica, she'd complied.

Jessica redoubles her efforts to beg for this to stop.

Mr King wasn't a well-endowed man; he had a fair six-inch penis with almost a couple of inches of girth; Jess had certainly seen longer before and had easily taken thicker into her mouth before. This wasn't Brad Thundercock or Chris though; this was Mr King, her very old teacher and this wasn't her choice.

Jess hesitated as she looked at the wrinkled old penis just inches from her face, cum oozing from the slit, it smelt like baby powder, a thick tatty bush of grey wispy, wiry pubic hair that covered the base. Jess couldn't believe what she was about to do, she tried to close her eyes but Mr King grabbed a fist full of hair causing her to snap her eyes open in surprise as he told her to keep looking into his eyes. Jess tried to clamp her jaw shut but she felt her mouth open and her head moved slowly forwards, feeling his penis touch her lips, Jess wanted to gag, even as she commanded her muscles to pull away Jess just felt herself push herself deeper and envelop her teacher's penis as he let out a groan of pleasure.

As Jess continued to slide her master's penis into her mouth she felt his shaft brushing against her lips, the tip rubbed against her tongue as she pushed on, tasting the leaking precum that oozed from her master's penis, she gagged at the taste.

Jess wanted to throw up but the invisible **** kept her face moving onwards towards her master's crotch.

Jess soon felt his entire length, warm and throbbing inside her young cheerleader mouth, she was struggled to breathe around her master's shaft but a moment later his cock head nuzzled firmly into the back of her throat sealing it, preventing her from breathing through her mouth at all.

Jessica started to panic, she'd been resisting breathing through her nose before now, not wanting to smell the old man's musk. Now with her nose buried so deeply into her master's wiry pubes she had to choose if she wanted to suffocate or inhale through her nose.

Time was running out and as Jess's panic rose she finally relent and took in a long deep breath through her masters sweaty unwashed pubes, her lips and nose tickled by her master's thick wiry pubes as her lips had reached the base of his penis. He smelt bad, a powerful musky scent; a mixture of old a new sweat with a hint of baby powder.

Jess gagged, she'd given a few blowjobs before but she was often in control and hated anything that made her gag.

Feeling the cheerleader's throat muscles convulsing around his cock head Mr King almost instantly blew his load. Positioned as he was he shot directly into the back of Jessica's throat, she gagged again but was unable to stop herself from swallowing his salty load.

As Jess continued to gag swallowing his cum she found she'd inhaled a shot or more of his cum and coughed as she had coated her lungs with her master's cum. Eye's watering tried to take her head off of his penis, but try as she might she couldn't take him out of her mouth. Jess felt she was going to blackout.

Jess's cheeks caved in as she involuntarily sucked on him as she tried to milk all the cum from him that she could, Mr King feeling like he'd never felt before in his seventy years, pulled Jessica off of his spent penis, ropes of cum and saliva streaked from the end of his penis to her lips until they snapped and splattered onto her chin and top as the girl looked up at him gasping for breath, coughing, and with watering red eyes.

Jess sucked in air as best she could but was still unable to move, coughing his cum onto her hands Jess just wanted to die. She was too popular for this, she was rich and smart, how could this be happening to her.

Jess was held in place by the wish until Mr King chuckled at her and told her to get up. He looked at the dishevelled teen kneeling in front of him with his cum covering her chin and hands.

She looked at him dumbfounded from what had just happened. He told her that at his age that's all he could muster in a night so she might as well go home. Jess didn't need telling twice, she jumped to her feet and was out of the door like a flash running home trying to wipe the sicking slime off of her face as she ran.

Mr King called after her "See you at school dear".