11. You’re still safe and no one is the wiser about your arrangement (+1 forward, +2 to cum inside)

He thrusts as hard as he can and you feel his cock twitch against your cervix. You feel him fill you with his cum; a little even spills out around his cock onto his desk. He groans as he paints you inside with his semen.

“Fuck…”

He trails off looking down at his teen student sprawled out on his desk. Both of you have a fine sheen of sweat covering your body and both of you are panting. His cock softens as he looks at you and you begin buttoning up your dress.

“You figured out birth control right?”

“Hmm?” You pause for a second. And you decide to lie, “Oh yeah.”

“Good. I’d hate to have to pull out of a perfect pussy.”

You blush, “thank you Mr. Edmonds.”

Dimly, you hear the first bell ring. You rush to finish buttoning up your dress before you remember your first class of the day is chemistry. You slide into a seat in the front row, once again tucking your skirt out of the way so that you don’t get any cum stains on your dress.

As the rest of the class files in you glance up at your teacher who’s collecting himself. It’s a fairly normal class for one where the teacher knows he just fucked one of his students who he knows isn’t wearing panties. He lectures fairly normally, but you can’t help but stare at his crotch, knowing what’s there.

The bell rings again at the end of class and you pause to let some of the others trickle out of the room before you try to stand up. You give Mr. Edmonds a smile on your way out which he returns. You head out into the hallway. And look around. Next up would be history.