Fuck the Teacher

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__"Huh? You, um...." Emma's eyes were wide, glued to your crotch, or more specifically the svelte college girls head that was engulfing it, her throat bulging with your cock as it visibly throbbed each time your **** another load of cum down her gullet.

As you slowly came down from the high of having this practised slut from your class giving you her customer service demonstration, you found enough senses to repeat yourself in a grumble,

"The teacher! Mrs. Bright." You hissed, not intending to be over heard, but Emma was so enraptured by your classmate, that was becoming increasingly unlikely.

"Oh, uh, what about-"

"She your type?" You finally grunted.

She completely failed to play along. It was disappointing, almost enough to take something away blasting a wad down your classmates throat in the middle of said class...somehow.

"Huh, oh.. uh... not really?" Even after repeating yourself she still only seemed to be half listening.

With a sigh of mixed disappointment and relief, you relaxed your posture, letting go of Irina's head and immediately she got the message, yanking her head back further and further, while it - and her for that matter - was attached to you, it was still a marvel just how far she had to go before she was finally free to breath, your half hard cock flopping out, slick with spit and cum, chased after by a mixture of the same as Irina started to cough, apparently a natural reaction to having her throat so thoroughly violated, no matter how much control over her gag reflex she might have had.

Despite her breathless and dishevelled state however she seemed much more satisfied with herself than any other woman you'd tried your new sausage out on.

Consent might've had something to do with that....

"Are you just about done?" Mrs. Bright coughed, her face pink and her expression stern as she glared out from her seat at the front of the class.

Even with her attitude, as soon as you met her gaze she looked away and began nervously shuffling papers about her desk all the same. It only took you a moment to realize her gaze dropped first to your cock before she dropped it to her desk.

Seeing her so intimidated only encouraged you further. If Emma wasn't going to play along you'd just have to settle on fucking your teacher without her input.

Doing your best to assume an air of confidence after having a mind and cock blowing job done on you, you pushed your seat out and awkwardly stumbled to your feet, your knees momentarily shaking from the girls heroic effort, and with your dick out, glistening in the fluorescent light,

"Yeah... uh... just about."

Nailed it.

"E-excuse me?" Mrs. Bright wasn't nearly as confident as you were, sitting up straight, eyes going wide as she watched the pervert walking down the aisles towards her.

"Well, you're employed by the college, right?"

"Well yes I...." She very quickly trailed off, very quickly picking up what you were putting down.

That in and of itself was kind of surprising. Yeah, sure, your dick was out and everything, but it was still a bit of a leap even for you to automatically assume 'gainful employment equals sex work.' It made things a lot easier for you though. Less to explain, and seeing her face go from pink and embarrassed, to white with shock and then red with outrage before wrinkling her nose and scowling had you well on your way back to a boner by the time you made it to her desk.

"Damn, round two already?"

"Ugh, is this all we're going to do today? Should've just skipped class...."

"Shut up, this is gonna be hot."

The teacher wasn't the only one immediately figuring it out however, much to your surprise, and honestly continued embarrassment. It seemed your audience was divided on you getting your money's worth out of this course, but at least a couple of them were on your side, and you'd gotten all the way here with your dick out, it would've been a shame to back out now....

Slapping your cock down on the desk with a meaty thud, soaking and sticking some loose papers to it you weren't entirely sure what to say next, but the teacher beat you to it,

"I'm certain you have some expectations of me, but I'm not touching that." Finally **** to confront you and your penis, her flustered grumbling was cast aside and she fixed your with an angry, albeit flushed glare.

That hadn't stopped you yet though.

"And why not?"

"Why... don't be stupid! You know why!"

You hadn't actually had much interaction with Mrs. Bright outside of her lectures, and even then you tended to drift in and out, but despite that you were still very well aware that she was being uncharacteristically unprofessional. Understandably so considering you were waving your cock in her face, but knowing why just encouraged you to press harder,

"Isn't this kind of a part of your job though?" You gestured confidently towards your cock laid out across her desk, "You're teaching a class on business, shouldn't you know that?"

Immediately her face screwed up into a wince mixed with a pout, but you evidently touched a nerve there and she quickly readjusted her glasses and spat out,

"It's true that my duties as a teacher might also include...pleasuring a student such as yourself, but being a duty and being compelled to do so are two very different things."

You were getting the sense she was trying to say she could refuse you service if she wanted to,

"But you're a teacher here and I'm a paying student." You grunted, grabbing the base of your cock and giving it a wet, meaty slap against her paper strewn desk.

"Y-yes, but as a worker I have rights, I can refuse service on grounds of religion!"

"Your religion says I can't fuck you?" You raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm married! That would be adultery!" She quickly presented you with her slender fingers, a gleaming gold ring on one.

"I'd be fine with another blowjob."

"Unsafe work! Th-there's no way I could fit that thing down my throat!"

"I've fit this thing down a lot of throats." You grumbled, giving it another heavy thwack against the desk, causing your teacher to flinch.

"They weren't me. You can just put that thing away and take your seat!"

This was a pretty interesting game to be honest, and grilling her on all the loopholes and restrictions you could find on whether you could fuck a woman on the clock or not definitely had some practical merit... but you'd already had your dick out,

"Okay, so ignoring the fact that adultery would only count if you were willing, I seriously doubt doing your job would also count." You calmly reasoned, circling the desk.

"B-but-" Mrs. Bright began to squeak and started to roll her chair away, but you quickly caught up to her, stopping her with a hand on the shoulder and forcefully spinning her chair so her back was to you.

"I think we can solve all these issues if I just take you up the ass, right?" You gave a sinister chuckle as you pushed her out of her chair, throwing her onto her desk and giving her small, yet surprisingly firm ass a squeeze.

Hey it worked for the virgins didn't it?

"W-wait! You can't - if you stick that, that - you can't-!" With any power or authority she might've had as teacher wrenched from her grasp as you forcibly bent her over in front of the entire class, soggy, rock hard cock giving no false allusions to your intentions, Mrs. Bright started to panic.

Despite your teacher's panic and your own rather barbarian, forceful measures, not a single person in class was moving a finger to interfere or even leave for help. Quite the contrary. a couple of your classmates looked on in awe, but most seemed to be losing interest, apparently significantly less engaged than when someone with skills was actively trying to show off. It was still an awkward position to be in though quite honestly. You were quickly adapting to your right to sex and taking it when you wanted, but just leaping straight into being a **** was an awkward stretch.

Clearing your throat you attempted to at least meet yourself halfway and extend some sort of courtesy,

"I'd much rather try to knock you up myself though so I suppose it's up to you." You cleared your throat and with a firm hand on the small of her back peeled up her skirt.

Equal parts 'un' and surprising your teacher was wearing a matching pair of red briefs, not the sexiest pair in her closet you were easily certain, but she clearly had a favourite colour.

"C-can we discuss this after class?" Mrs. Bright tried to stand up, her angry, scandalized tone gone completely replaced with a meekness that felt completely strange on such a mature looking woman.

It went without saying that you kept her bent over, sticking your wiener between her buns as you did, grinding against her panties as you felt her tighten up even more beneath you,

"Tempting... but I have things to do today."

You still had to ponder employment... and come to think of it this class felt moderately important to that end.... Besides that though you still had to return your mother's car. Time you spent entertaining her protests and letting this play out like some twisted game rather than a simple exchange between an employee and a customer was time you were losing to both those ends.

Deciding right than and there to stop faffing about and entertaining the idea that what you were about to do to this woman was anything but business, you yanked down her panties earning a shrill yelp from the older woman,

"Wait! Just just, hold on-"

"Just get with the program." You grunted, tracing the wet tip of your cock up her lips and around her puckered asshole as she shivered, "Just pick a hole and get to teaching. I paid good money to be here and that means I should have access to your body while you teach."

"I... but-"

"Ass or pussy?" You snapped.

"Come on, ma'am! He's not fucking your face so can we get on with this or can we just go?" One of your classmates grunted. A tired looking blonde who at that moment just finished snapping a picture on her phone before typing away at something.

She hardly seemed interested in the class herself, never mind that you interrupted it, but her grumblings struck a chord. As the grumbling slowly spread Mrs Bright gave a whimper and loudly announced to the class,

"Pussy... please...."

As soon as she decided you were heading straight for it. Without an ounce of warning you aimed lower and quickly sunk inside her hole, splitting her lips and reaching for her guts with a single forceful thrust.

"O-oh!" Mrs. Bright instantly let out a yelp and with more strength than you were prepared for broke free of your pin, straightening up and thrusting her own hips forwards.

She only made it a few inches before her hips hit her desk however and she was pinned for you to resume your strike straight for her finely aged womb.

"A-hhh...nnnhhh...." For a couple moments after you buried yourself balls deep inside her, your teacher could only gasp and whimper. She made only a single attempt to wiggle her hips in some vain attempt to gain some comfort but with you cock shoved so far inside her she quickly changed her mind, opting to stay as still as she could.

You didn't give her very long to consider her options though, or to let her insides settle around their knew visitor. As soon as you were comfortable with how your hips were set to manage with breaking in her pussy, you pushed her forwards again, prompting her to prop herself up on her desk with her arms, a shiver running down her spine along with another squeak as you felt her pussy squeeze you momentarily. With a satisfied sigh you gave the mature woman's ass a slap,

"Hurry up!

"Yah! I-I suppose- oooh!" She once again lost her composure when you started pulling back out.

Class was honestly the last thing on your mind and you seriously doubted you could concentrate, but you were still vaguely aware of how it would benefit you to have it go on. So you weren't exactly all that earnest with your demands, but they were directed vaguely in the responsible direction, if only because of convenience.

The teacher's pussy was tight and not at all prepared for your girth, but Irina had left you with a nice coating of spit and cum to fit you in while you worked the woman's body into submission, so with urgency being the name of the game - and honestly, the fact it was so fun to push that issue was you main concern at the moment - you started rocking your hips, faster and faster as the under-prepared, underpaid educator started to wobble beneath you,

"Come on! I paid good money for this class!" You grunted, holding her hips steady with one hand while reaching for her hair with the other.

When you pulled back on her hair Mrs. Bright yelped some more, but as you **** her head down to look at her desk and some of your class started getting worked up at your comments, joining in at the grumbling, she finally snapped,

"Well I can't rightly - fuck - concentrate when you're tearing my pussy in half!"

"Isn't this part of your job?" You sneered back, tightening your hold on her hair to keep her head down.

Mrs. Bright gave another whimper, clearly she wasn't a masochist in her private life, but she was well and truly pissed now and wasn't hiding it behind the facade of a chaste and prudish woman,

"Not during fucking class!"

Immediately the blame was shifted back onto you, and maybe you were just being overly self conscious now but even if no one was saying anything you felt the dissatisfaction of your classmates shift with it.

"Well you should've said something before I was balls deep in you." You cleared your throat hesitantly, hilting yourself inside of your teacher for the moment so she could actually respond without her insides getting mixed around at the same time.

"I told you to wait until after class!"

Well this was quite embarrassing. Here you were fucking your teacher where everyone could see and it turned out you weren't supposed to be doing that - except...,

"No, you asked me if I could, not even actually! You asked if we could talk after class! How was I supposed to know?"

Now that you'd felt the opinions of your classmates turning on you - whether they actually had or not was debatable - it was difficult to shake the feeling that they were still against you, but you puffed out your chest with false bravado and yanked back on your teachers hair almost mocking her in a show of power, of your rightness.

Mrs. Bright gave a wince at the pull but her over the top moans and squeals were a thing of the past as her shock and horror was now back to indignation. Apparently having your dick reach her womb was all it took for her to remember fucking in her class was completely normal for a paying student,

"Well now you do! So you can kindly remove your cock from between my lungs if you'd please!"

"I guess I could...." You sighed, relaxing your grip on her hair and some what regretfully let her head go free.

As you pulled back your hips though, her tight pussy, completely unused to your endowment squeezed around you, almost begging you not to go, you couldn't end it there, blueballed and embarrassed. Just as Mrs. Bright started to relax in the slightest, expecting to have given her womb an extra hour before being battered and 'battered' you grabbed her hips and in a much more measured pace thrust back in. Despite your more gentle tact, you had a lot to work with and having expected it to be over and being unprepared, Mrs. Bright lurched forward catching herself against her desk once again before looking back over her shoulder at you in shock.

"I'm already here though, so I'll just sit here for the rest of the lesson.

Mrs. Bright froze stiff for a moment, but as you took your sweet time plowing inch after inch in and out of her in long, lengthy strokes she eventually let out a sigh, and in a tight voice, clearly still tense from the public fucking on top of the public speaking, addressed the rest of the class,

"R-right then... I suppose... today's lesson is - ah! On resource management. If you'll look at page seventy-eight of your text books...."

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