Brianna the class clown (mouth control/blowjob)

After another trying class Eric finally dismissed his class, hoping this would be the last class he had to deal with his three little trouble makers.

Predictably Hana came up to his desk as soon as class ended with the graded paper he'd handed out ready to argue her 98 into a 99, even if it took her four hours.

"Briana, if you could stay back for a minute, I think we need to talk about some of those remarks," Eric called out.

"Ugh, fine," she sighed and rolled her eyes.

Turning to Hana he said, "I suppose it's your lucky day Hana I don't have time for this argument, so why don't you take the perfect one hundred and go."

He took the paper from her hands and quickly changed the score before turning and motioning for Briana to follow him.

After a long walk in silence back to his office, Eric sat down and said, "do you really think those jokes were appropriate for a college class, young lady?"

"The only kind of lady I am is a lady-killer," she replied cockily, putting her fingers up and waving her tongue between them.

"That's exactly the kind of thing I'm talking about," Eric replied. "Those jokes might have flown in middle school, but this is a college course and we expect a certain level of decorum here."

"Whatevs prof," Briana rolled her eyes and dismissed his lecture as usual.

"I'm afraid that won't be good enough this time," Eric said sternly. "I'm going to have to drop you from my class, maybe you'll have better luck next semester."

"You can't do that!" she protested.

"I can and I am," Eric bluffed, he knew if she took this to the administration it would never hold up. Of course he had a plan to make sure this never went beyond his out of the way office.

"You can't kick me out of your class over a few jokes," she said.

"It's not just a few jokes miss Jones," he said.

"It's still not enough to drop me from your course," she said. "I'll appeal this so fast your head will spin."

"Maybe so, but by the time it goes though you'll have missed so much of my class you'll have to repeat anyway."

"And you'll be out of a job."

"I doubt it, but if you really want to stay in my class there's something else we could work out," Eric said.

"I'm not gonna fuck for grades creep," she said, shooting to her feet.

"Calm down, that's not what I'm talking about," Eric reassured her. "I just think if you knew first hand the kind of humiliation you were causing you might act a little more respectfully."

"So what," she said, "you're gonna haze me?"

"No," he replied reaching into his desk drawer and taking out the marker, "I'm just going to write on you with this marker."

"Seriously, what are you five?" Brianna rolled her eyes at him, clearly not intimidated by his threat.

"If you prefer I can just drop you," Eric said.

"Let's just get this over with." She stuck out her arm, so he could grab it.

Eric uncapped the marker, leaned forward and wrote "Eric Greene's mouth."

Briana's eyes widened with shock, and she breathed hard through her nose. Despite her apparent surprise her mouth stayed firmly closed. Remembering the pamphlet Eric closed his eyes and pictured what he wanted. The writing suddenly shifted, rearranging itself and flowing across her skin until it settled in a webbed pattern across her lips.

"Now then," Eric said, "if you want to use my mouth I'll let you, but first you'll have to let me use it." Briana just sat silently staring up at him until he added, "you can use it to reply to me respectfully, of course."

"What did you want to use it for?" she asked meekly, as the realization of the control he had settled over her.

Eric stood up and said, "my balls are feeling pretty full. I think I'd like a blow job."

Brianna's eyes widened and she clearly tried to spit out an angry remark, but her mouth wouldn't form the words, she had to follow his order to speak respectfully.

"P-please no," Briana begged timidly.

"I'm afraid so young lady," Eric told her firmly. "If you want to use my mouth you'll have to pay the rent." Eric stood, unzipped his pants and pulled out his quickly hardening cock. Briana reluctantly knelt in front of him and opened her mouth wide enveloping his cock in her warm wet mouth. With her hand firmly clasped behind her back she bobbed her pretty head up and down, mechanically blowing him.

Eric stood there and enjoyed Brianna's efforts for a few minutes, letting the sexy young brunette's mouth work it's magic on his cock. After a few long minutes of this Eric decided she could be putting in a little more effort though.

"Mmm," Eric groaned, "I thought with all the sexual jokes you make you would've been a little better at this." He goaded her along.

Briana glared at him angrily, but she began dragging her full lips along his dick more enthusiastically and swirled her tongue over the tip whenever she could. With Brianna's tongue working him over, and her soft dick-sucking-lips gliding over his cock Eric couldn't help from moaning out in pleasure. Eric watched as the pretty young girl blew him, and noticed a locket of hair fall in her face. He reached down to brush it back, but she flinched away at his touch.

"Hey!" she shouted. "You only own my mouth p-" her voice cut off, clearly unable to call him a perv anymore.

"I'm sorry won't happen again," Eric quickly apologized.

"It had better not," she responded, before going back to energetically blowing him, hoping to end this humiliating ordeal sooner rather than later.

Eric kept his hands firmly clasped behind his back for the rest of the blowjob, and Brianna left her hands resting on her thighs, clearly unwilling to touch him with any body part he didn't own yet. Even without the use of her hands Brianna's blowjob quickly brought Eric to the edge of an orgasm.

In what seemed an all too short time to him he was already warning her, "I'm about to cum."

Briana bobbed up and down more quickly, eager to put this humiliating act behind her and Eric shortly rewarded her with shot after shot of hot salty sperm.

Breathing hard he looked down at her and said, "don't swallow, I want my cum in my mouth while I tell you how the rest of the semester is going to go."

She glared at him and tried not to gag on his bitter salty load on her tongue.

"You've earned the right to use my mouth for the rest of the day," he said, "but you'll need to earn it again tomorrow. I expect you to come to my office at six a.m. each morning to convince me to loan you it's use each day. Oh, also expect you to use it very respectfully when talking to me, or when in class. Do you understand?"

"Yeth," she said, trying not to spill his load.

"Yes what?"

"Yeth thir."

"Since you were late paying your rent today, and you used my mouth to make those positively disrepectful comments in class, I'll be having you hold that load in you mouth for the next half hour before you are allowed to swallow," he instructed her.

Eric made sure his zipper was up, grabbed his briefcase and said, "I'll see you tomorrow morning," as he left Brianna standing in his office, with the taste and smell of his cum slowly soaking into her mouth.