Ms. Campbell’s Honey and Cream

I left the Headmaster’s Office in a daze. I still had to wonder what happened to Aunt Lauren. Where the heck did she went?

I missed English class due to my visit to the Headmaster. I went to Mr. Stone’s Math Class and sat through, not causing any trouble. For whatever reason, I grew paranoid that a lot of the female students were spying on me. Especially the Class President. It was disturbing, to say the least. Maybe I was going crazy. I behaved though and even answered questions and acted as a model student.

After Math class finished, I proceeded towards History Class. Ms. Campbell questioned me on my assignment. I had it finished, and it was sitting in my bag, and depending on my mood, I would pull it out. After staring at her sensuous figure and her soft librarian aura, the choice was pretty clear. I mean was there really anything morally wrong about not handing in an assignment?

I smiled and said, “I don’t. Can I get another extension on it?”

Ms. Campbell sighed. “I don’t want to disturb the class and since lunch is the next period, you will see me after class so I can have enough time to properly deal with you. For now, sit down.”

I went to my desk and did as asked, and we started the lesson. My dick kept growing harder and harder as the lesson passed, and I took in Ms. Campbell and what I would do to her. Her long brown hair and her ample breasts and meaty ass. She hinted that she would blow me if I missed another assignment, but I had hoped for so much more. I wouldn’t disrupt the class for my own selfish reasons though. If she only gave me a blowjob, I would have to suffer it. Poor me.

As the class cleared out and raced to the cafeteria, I headed up to the teacher’s desk and stood patiently for my punishment. Ms. Campbell cleared her desk and unbuttoned her blouse while some leftover students filed out of class, not seeming to mind the History teacher unveiling her black bra underneath.

“I know I hinted that if you missed this assignment, I would blow your cock mister, but I’m starving, so you’re going to have to fuck me while I eat my lunch,” Ms. Campbell said. “I don’t want to hear any complaints. It is, after all up to me to decide how to punish you.”

Oh no. How awful.

“It’s harsh, but it’s fair,” I said, trying to hide my smile.

Ms. Campbell placed her large soft ass on the desk and spread her legs wide open. She parted her panties, and her pussy glistened. Clearly, she was anticipating dispensing this as much as I was. I was already hard and came towards her. She brought out her lunch bag next to her. I found it adorable she still had a juice box, though it was one of those organic ones you could find at Whole Foods.

I pulled out my hard cock between my fly and moved between her waiting legs. She seemed to pay me no mind, other than moaning under her breath, as I glided the thing up and down her slit, wetting my shaft with her moistness. Ms. Campbell took out this green-colored flatbread wrap as I moved my cock in. The breathing through her nose while she chewed with her mouth closed felt and sounded like warm steam.

Swallowing Ms. Campbell said in a motherly tone, “Adam, you are probably going to miss lunch. Do you want some? I always pack too much.”

I had my hands on her thighs, feeling their warmth and softness and pulling on them as I moved my hips in and out of her and shook her desk with my dick strumming her insides.

“I wouldn’t want to bother you any more than I am,” I said in a grunt.

“It’s no bother,” Ms. Campbell panted. She lost composure for a second as I pushed in deep on her. Her eyes closed, and she looked pained. So that was her spot? I would have to keep hitting it. “I don’t want to see one of my students starving. You can’t do school work on an empty stomach.”

“Thank you,” I panted back. Sweat was forming on my forehead, and a drop trickled down.

Ms. Campbell tore out of a piece of her wrap and put it in her mouth and like a mother bird pushed her mouth forward towards mine and placed it in my mouth, our lips touching. She smiled. “Even if I’m feeding you, I still have to punish you.”

“There’s always a catch with you adults,” I said after chewing and swallowing.

“You’re an adult too,” she sighed. “Though you don’t act like it. Get your act together, and maybe you wouldn’t be spending the afternoon deep in your teacher’s cunt.”

Oh sure. I’ll get right on that.

Ms. Campbell brought out some yogurt next in a plastic container. It would be pretty messy if she decided to feed me that mouth to mouth. There was another small plastic container of gold liquid on top. While I still fucking her and enjoying her inside, she untopped the containers and brought a spoon. I was sweating more now. I was lasting longer. My penis felt a bit sore and sensitive. Fortunate for my spent penis, Ms. Campbell’s moist inside was naturally making it easy to slide inside of her. Ms. Campbell, with her spoon, drizzled the gold liquid, which was honey, onto the yogurt and spooned it in her mouth.

“Do you want some of this as well, Adam?” Ms. Campbell said. Her breaths were getting louder and her words softer like she was struggling to get them out of on an exercise machine.

“I suppose,” I said, wiping some sweat off my brow.

Ms. Campbell adjusted her glasses and brought a spoon of it to my mouth. “Is that alright, Adam? Or would you like it sweeter?”

“Sweeter would be nice,” I said.

Ms. Campbell reached under her bra and pulled a bare breast out. I was beyond being shocked at this point. Ms. Campbell drizzled some of the honey on her pink nipples and said, “I don’t like mine too sweet, but you can always get more honey here.”

Ms. Campbell placed another dollop of yogurt in my mouth, and I bent my face forward to her honey covered breasts and lapped at them. The sweetness of honey and creaminess of yogurt mixed in my mouth as I sucked on her. Ms. Campbell bent her head back up and closed her eyes. She was enjoying this too much. Her cunt was squeezing on me and becoming wetter and wetter. She had reached down at this point and strummed her clit. Her hips shook, and her legs quivered, and she made a pain expression.

I bent towards her large breasts and savored more honey from her nipples and withdrew from my teacher's cunt. With some of the honey still swirling in my mouth I bent down on my knees and between her legs and savored some of her other honey. The tang and sweetness mixing in my mouth as I made sucking sounds on her warm pussy lips. I could feel her hands on the back of my head pushing my head towards her, trying to bury my face in her.

“Adam that feels so good,” Ms. Campbell whimpered still trembling.

I wanted more of her. I stood up and placed myself between her legs once again and she clamped her legs behind my back and pulled my hips towards hers. Our bodies snapped together like magnets and our collective juices splashed out while we collided together.

“I’m going to come… where do you want it?” I panted.

“You took some of my nourishment so give me some of yours,” I said.

Ms. Campbell and I was frantic and felt the surge of the orgasm come close and pulled out and tried to put everything in her mouth but came up short. I stroked hard on my cock and spurted it over her thighs and crotch. She looked down, disappointed.

“Wasting food, Adam?” Ms. Campbell said. She reached down with her spoon and spooned it up and then placed it in her mouth and licked it clean. Over and over she did this until her entire body was bare of all the seed I had poured on her.

“Well, I suppose you had enough young man. You may go. Please don’t miss another assignment.”

Well, we’ll see.