Mr. Royce Takes Charge

"No Brenda, you haven't been a bad girl." Mr. Royce says as he indicates that Brenda Sit on his bed. "I have a proposition for you. As your Math teacher, I have noticed that you struggle with Algebra. Would you like me to tutor you?"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Royce. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed by all that stuff.." She shifts in her chair, recrossing her legs, briefly showing her bare pussy. Mr' Royce's eyes bulge at the sight, as does his pants. "What do I need to do to get a passing grade?"

"The first thing you can do is sit here on my lap." Brenda obliges, squirming against the tent in Mr. Royce's trousers. She hears a low groan as her butt cheeks line up with his growing erection.

"You mean, like this, Mr. Royce?" Brenda says, sounding naive.

"That's perfect." he says wrapping his arms around her, cupping her breasts.

"Oh, Mr. Royce, what are you doing?" Brenda says with mock surprise.

"You want to pass my class? Do as I say." He slides one hand inside her blouse, his fingers rubbing her nipple.

"Ooh! Yes Sir. That feels good sir." She turns her head toward his and offers him a kiss. He accepts, sucking her tongue into his mouth. She takes his free hand and places it on her thigh. Mr. Royce wastes no time, his hand gliding up under the short skirt, feeling her warmth and wetness. His middle finger slips effortlessly inside the horny teenager. Still kissing, she moans into his mouth. His cock twitches. Brenda feels it. This could be great fun, she thinks. Breaking the kiss she says, "What do you want first. sir?"

"I want you to suck my cock."

"I thought you'd never ask." she days as she gets off his lap and kneels between his legs. She smiles devilishly at him as she unbuckles his belt, slides his pants past his knees. His boxers are fully tented, making it a bit of a challenge to get them off., but she manages. "Oh Mr, Royce. It's so ...big." She kisses the helmet, licking off a droplet of pre-cum. "I don't know if it will fit in my mouth."

Grabbing her by the head, he grunts, "I'm sure it will." As he pulls her head onto his, pushing his manhood into her mouth.

Brenda decides to play with him and gags on it right away, pulling off it as she coughs, "Too big!"

"I don't think so, little girl." He pulls her back on it, feeling the back of her throat.

Brenda can feel him too. He's not that big, but she senses that her gagging is feeding his ego. "Guk! Guk! Guk!" she groans as he fucks her face. With one hand firmly on her head, fingers entwined in her hair, his other hand mauls her bra-less tits. Brenda's nose bumps continually against his pubic bone as she feigns resistance, her drool dripping all over his ball sac.

"Oh Fuck! Take it! Take my load," he moans through gritted teeth. He pulls her face tight as his cock pulsates, depositing rich, warm cum into the back of her throat. She swallows as fast as he deposits and soon he starts to deflate, pulling free of her mouth.

Smiling, she looks up into his eyes, and says "Did I do good, Mr. Royce? Am I gonna pass?"