A Blowjob, she needs that D

The final bell rang, and Julie was making her way to Mr Robertsons office. She had butterflies in her stomach and was feeling strangely aroused. She had been ever since she went to class after lunch, she could feel cool air circulating under her skirt, making her conscious of her nudity. How she had to be mindful of her movements, taking short steps in order to avoid flashing her classmates.

The inner conflict annoyed her, she was young, beautiful even, ow she was on her way to suck her teachers cock, just in order to pass her class. It was degrading, humiliating and depressing. Still the tingling sensation between her legs defied her.

She knocked on the door.

“Come in” Mr Robertson glanced over his monitor as Julie entered. “Ah Julie, just be a second”. He continued typing away at his keyboard.

“There, all done. Stand before me and lift your skirt” he said matter of factly.

Julie dragged her feet, took a deep breath and lifted her skirt to her chest.

“Very good, still naked I see. So! what is your decision?"

Julie mumbled... "your cock..."

"What was that?"

"I said your cock! Ill suck your cock!"

Hearing the words leaving her mouth made Julie blush, there was no turning back at this point, she had made a decision and now she was stuck following through.

“Very well then, now strip yourself of all your clothes, fold them neatly and place them in the corner, then go lock the door”

Julies eyes shot wide open. The door! How could she forget the door? Anyone could walk in at any point to see her butt naked! She felt weak, as if the legs were about to give up.

Mr Robertson noticing Julies reaction said cooly, “I would suggest you hurry my dear”

With that Julie sprung into action, loosening her tie and threw them off, frantically tried to unbutton her shirt, unclasp her bra and rid herself of her skirt. Throwing everything in the corner. She spun on her heel, dashing for the door.

“Ehem!” Mr Robertson interrupted her mid-flight. “You need to fold them too, remember?”

Shit shit shit! Ok, lets make this fast she said to herself, but without a solid surface it would mean she had to fold the clothes bending over, anyone opening the door could then clearly see everything between her legs. She gathered the crumpled heap of clothes and threw them on Mr Robertsons desk. Working as fast as she neatly folded them and placed them on a free chair in the corner, before once again rushing to the door, locking it shut.

“Big smile now”

*SNAP*

Julie felt defeated, once again, her exposure had been immortalized, this time in the bare nude with no clothes.

Mr Robertson rose from his desk, taking in the sight before him. A trembling Julie, attempting to hide her shame by cupping her pussy tightly and crossing her arm across the chest. He sat at the end of his desk.

“Unbuckle my trousers and place my cock in your mouth”.

Julie feigned confidence and moved towards Mr Robertsons trousers, swiftly unbuckling it and pulled his boxers down. His erect cock, now free of restraint almost hit her in the face. She stared at it in disbelief. God! this thing is huge! Theres no way I can fit this thing in my mouth.

She was transfixed at its throbbing, now dripping with precum. She swallowed and steeled herself, grabbed it gently and put it in her mouth. She could taste his precum, as she let her tongue explore the oversized cock. She overcame her urge to gag as she pushed it down her throat and proceeded to let her tongue roll over his glans.

She could hear him moaning in pleasure. Attempting to push his hips forward to once again experience the feeling of penetrating her throat.

Oh no you don’t, Im in charge here, not you. She was pleased with his reaction, clearly she was doing something right. She shifted her focus, she pressed her tongue into a tight pointed peak, as she explored the lower part of the glans.

Mr Robertsons cock was now throbbing, and he felt his mind go blank at the intense pleasure and experienced mouth explored him. It had hardly been 5 minutes and already he was approaching orgasm.

Unconciosuly, Julie had moved her hand had between her legs, she was dripping wet herself. Her fingers explored her pussy, dragging moisture over her clit as she rubbed it feverishly. Flexing her hips into her hand to add additional pressure to her fingers.

Mr robertson let out a groan, he was close, but so was she. Julie noticing this reinforced her efforts, deepthroating it, hastening her tongue movement, flexing her muscles tightly and made it as slobby and wet as possible. And then in a moment of utter bliss she came over her fingers. Soaking them with her juices. Her body shivered, also her mouth. With a deafening moan Mr robertson withdrew his cock from her mouth and sprayed his cum over her face. Drenching it. Julie reflexively closed her eyes. The stream seemed endless, and warm cum was now covering her nose, eyes and forehead. Shed rather he came in her mouth, so she could swallow it. Mr Robertson squeezed out the last few drops, sighing with pleasure.

*SNAP*

God dammit… not again…. Even with her eyes closed she could imagine the scenery, cum drenched face, drool from the sloppy blowjob running down her throat. Flush post-orgasm face and broad smile on her face.

Mr Robertson needed a moment to compose himself, never in his life had he experienced a mouth such as hers. The picture would serve as a nice reminder, a memory he would enjoy for years to come.

“Ok then lass, get up and get out”

“Wait what? I cant go out like this, I cant even open my eyes, do you have anything I can use to get this cum of my face?”

“Not my problem” Mr Robertson replied bluntly

“You cant be serious?! Do you expect me to fumble around like this?! At least give me a towel or tissue or something”

“Here! He threw a tissue at her” The fabric felt smooth to the touch, and she proceeded to wipe the cum of her face. Now relieved she could see again she noticed that the “fabric” was in fact her own underwear, her heart fell to her stomach, now she would have to go all the way home, with no panties, shivering from her orgasm, her hand covered in the juices of her own pussy and her face with dried cum.

She looked at Mr Robertson disheartened

*SNAP*

“Getting close to your D grade now, come to my office at first bell. Still a month to go.