Consequences – Oral Presentation with Madame Laurent

I reached for my phone and smiled and turned it up. I saw an expression of exasperation I had never seen in Madame Laurent before. She gritted her teeth and then licked her lips. The rest of the class stared in offhand embarrassment for me, like watching a fellow student get berated. Some looked away bored and probably on their phones, some smiled in schadenfreude delight, and others just whispered to each other probably things that had nothing to do with my open rebellion.

Madame Laurent picked up my phone on the desk and turned it off. She placed it in her back pocket. She then reached in her pockets for a hair tie and tied her short hair back. Madame Laurent got on her knees and licked her lips again and commanded, “Stand up, Adam.”

Well, now I could be a little more obedient. I stood up.

Madame Laurent reached for my zipper and looked up with a soured expression as she unzipped it and pulled my pants off. She nearly yanked off my boxer briefs and revealed my penis. I stared at the class in embarrassment and stage fright. It was a chubby, but a tad fatigued from Mrs. Leigh’s cunt. She took the softness into her mouth and sucked on it, her tongue working in swirls on the tip. Madame Laurent tasted it and probably tasted Mrs. Leigh’s cunt juice on it and looked a tad revolted. She withdrew and spat on the cock and resumed sucking on it. Her head bobbed up and down and worked it to full mass. My head bent back, and my body felt stiff as I felt her wet mouth and tongue all over my cock. Her tongue ran down the long shaft towards my balls, and she put them in there. When it was fully erect, she backed off from it and opened her mouth.

“Adam, baise mon visage,” Madame Laurent said bitterly on her knees.

“Are you sure?” I said in English.

“So you do know some French, oui?” She said in English. “Do it now. Fuck my face.”

I pulled down my pants. If my hot French teacher is going to ask me to fuck her face, who am I to refuse. My cock was fully erect now, and I placed it in her waiting-open mouth. I gripped on the back of her head and pushed her face and lips down towards the base of my cock holding it there. Her tongue stuck out and licked my balls and shape as her mouth was firmly sealed to the base of my cock. Her throat muscles were now contracted out with my huge can-like object silhouette underneath. She closed her eyes and gagged as I kept her there deep to the balls and I bounced my hips forward and pressed the back of her head tightly to me. Spitting sounds and GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK sounds came out of her, her mouth and throat trying desperately to handle the large cock inside of her.

“Oh, fuck you have a great mouth, Madame Laurent,” I murmured.

I reached down for her back now and sunk even deeper into her, more gagging noises out, and more drool and spittle flew out of the sides of her lips which were pressed to the base of my cock. Coughing and more spitting sounds came out as I pressed her there and sank my weight into her face. I was now thrusting hard and bent my knees and had my hands near her ass and rocked back and forth in her mouth, my dick thrusting horizontally in her upturned face. GLOCK GLOCK PSHHHHHH sounds came out, a loud spitting sound whenever my full length reached her esophagus. I withdrew and let her have a breath; she sounded like she was deep underwater and came up for air. Her mascara was runny, and there were tears in her eyes and long strings of saliva and precum ran down her mouth.

I positioned behind her and while she was on her knees arched her head and body back facing me with her hands behind her. She had her head pointed up, and from behind her, I pushed my cock down into her throat and upturned face. I could see the flesh of her neck bulged in and out as I moved my dick up and down. I was using her tits as handlebars as I bounced like a frog in and out of her face.

GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK COUGHHHHHH

My dick withdrew to give her some air and relief, and she let out of a cough and spittle flew. More deep breathing and I pushed her back down and used her throat again. Again my huge shaft stretching out her throat. One of my hands was massaging her tits, and the other was on the back of her head keeping her clenched to me as I bounced up and down on her face again.

“Take it you salope,” I whispered under my breath.

Madame Laurent wiggled and freed herself and needed a breath. She was gasping, and I was still stroking myself.

“Plus fort, Adam,” she said still gasping and in English, “You must repent harder, and the only way is to fuck my face and let me swallow your sperm.”

Madame Laurent went on her hands again and bent her head back, and I put my dick over her face and now licked my taint and balls. I could see why she was having trouble with it as on the outside, my dick reached nearly towards her collarbones. She sucked on my scrotum for a while and then I pulled back and entered her mouth again. Now I would give it to her harder. She wanted fort, I would fort her brains out.

I gritted my teeth and bent down and plunged into her throat. Her throat contracted rapidly in and out like a heartbeat as I drummed on her. My balls and base of my cock bounced on her face as I kept my hands on the throat feeling the muscles of its contract as I shoved my cock inside of her. I ignored her whimpers and kept moving faster. I was feeling close and finally spasmed there inside of her, still deep inside her throat. I panted and slowed my pace and watched her neck muscles make the motions of swallowing the load. She gagged and made slurping and sucking sounds. I pulled out to the tip, and she sucked like a vacuum all the fluid that had built up and kept it in her mouth and sucked it down. With only the head of my cock in her mouth now she sucked hungrily on it, squeezing out the last drops of my essence with her lips and tongue.

Only now when I was standing over Madame Laurent heavily breathing did, I notice the class again. Most weren’t watching now, keeping themselves busy and not interested in Madame dispensing punishment on me. I pulled my pants up, and Madame Laurent got up and wiped the mess from her face with her palms and licked her hands. She returned to the front of class walking funny and still breathing heavily.

“Adam, I’m sorry for having to do that, but I’m a new teacher and can’t build a reputation as a pushover,” Madame Laurent said when she stood back at the front of the class.

I pulled my pants back up after cleaning myself off with wet-naps and said, “Je comprehend madame.”

The class continued, as usual, again the only oddity was Madame’s ruined makeup and face stained with my and her bodily fluid. Tired, I decided not to get on her bad side again. After pleading with her, I got my phone back and left class. Last period was over, and I went to my locker and began preparations to leave school.

A new world had open up to me. Now that school was out, I would have to find other females outside of school to punish me. I’m a naughty boy and needed to be shown the errors of my way and as the French say, “c’est la vie”.