8. She cums again but you’re playing a dangerous game

She milks your cock with her pussy as she feels you ejaculate inside her. You hold her by her hips as you paint the inside of her with your cum as an evolutionary instinct to breed takes over. Charlotte’s back arches as a third orgasm in quick succession jolts through her. She twitches like she’s been electrified as you fill her up.

You pant as you feel your cock soften inside her. As you pull out you leave a trail of cum dripping from her. You walk around to the other side of the table and take her face in your hand. She looks up at you dazed from cumming so hard, so many times, and so fast.

“I asked if you were jealous of Gianna’s arrangement with me.”

She whispers “yes.”

“Good,” you reply, “then you can have one too. I will flunk you in this class unless you agree to be at my beck and call. If I call, you will answer. And you will always be ready. No more panties. You need to be easy access. And you do not pleasure yourself without my express permission. Do you understand?”

She nods and whispers a second breathy “yes.”

You release her and pat her cheek. “Good girl Charlotte.”

You walk over to her bag and grab her phone. Her wrists are limp like the rest of her, so it’s easy enough to grab one hand to unlock it with her fingerprint. You enter yourself as DT in her contacts.

You drop her phone back in her back before turning to admire your work. The shirtless teen still lies panting on your classroom table, legs spread and creampie dripping out of her. You pick up her shirt and bra.

“Well, that’s all. You can go.” you say as you toss the clothes to her.

She gets up in a daze and dresses. You watch from your desk and as she makes herself presentable you see the hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. As she goes to leave, she turns in the door.

“I’m looking forward to the rest of the semester Mr. Turner.” she says as she walks out.