Go suck off the teacher

"I can go suck off Mr Huckle," you say.

"Perfect," Grace smiles. "I was supposed to meet him tonight in his office. Head there and sort that out, OK?"

You nod in response, and the girls bid you farewell and good luck. With that, you glance briefly at your reflection to ensure you look truly feminine, giving a giggle and a twirl, before heading out the door.

Passing a steady stream of tired-eye students heading from the library, you give a tiny squeal at how they don't even give you a second look, truly believing you're a girl. Soon, you've found your way to the teacher's offices in the back section of the school, finding the brass MR HUCKLE name emblazoned on the door. You tap your knuckles against the door, receiving a gruff "Come in!" in response.

Opening the door, you find a middle-aged man with more than enough of a beer belly, a balding grey head and a long, pointy grey goatee, wearing a thick red sweater and grey slacks. He peers at you through his tortoise-shell glasses.

"Can I help you? I don't think you're one of my students. I'd recognize a pretty face like yours."

Excitement fills your chest as you're grateful he's failed to recognize you. Mr Huckle's easily annoyed by your jests in class, and has often complained that you're one of his worst students, yet here he is, mouth watering as he stares you over.

"Thank you," you say, blushing at the compliment even though he's far from the most attractive suitor. "Saoirse and Grace sent me here to... well, y'know."

"Oh, really?" he chuckles. "What good news! Come right in!"

You walk into the room, closing the door behind me. You notice a padlock has been hung there to offer Mr Huckle a bit more privacy for student meetings like these, so you click it shut.

"Come over here. I don't have too much time, and I want to make the most of your sweet, young mouth," Mr Huckle says.

He slides away from the table, pulling down his trousers and red checkered boxes in one move. A surprisingly long, hard erection sprouts free, curving like a large banana with a red cock head bobbing up and down on the end of the length. Obediently and well aware of your place, you walk to her. Her grabs his ruler from the desk, sticking it forward and using it to raise up the hem of your skirt, revealing your cute panties underneath.

"Oh, so gorgeous," he chuckles. "Turn around, girl."

You obey, bending down to give him the best look at your ass, big and beautiful. He gently slaps the ruler against your cheeks, and knowing what he wants, you moan softly with the slightest hint of pain as he does. His hand reaches out, groping at your ass. A finger presses against your rose hole, your panties scrunching up in your hole.

"Alright my little fuck toy, let me feel that mouth."

You twist around again, still feeling your panties scrunched up in your ass as you take his cock head in your mouth. Your lips stretch to take his bulbous cock head into his mouth, and he lets out a low, rumbling moan as he does so. Your mouth is already stretched, but your teacher is left obviously unsatisfied, so he thrusts in further. Your cock fills his throat as you begin to ****, his cock stretching your lips as his impressive length and girth slides down your throat. You look up at his beady eyes as you take his cock, hours of sessions of getting fucked in the mouth by Saoirse's strap on finally paying off. You gag on the cock, but manage to take most of it in your mouth before you need to take a breath of air.

"Jesus, your cock's so big, sir," you moan, a thread of spit connecting your lips to his member.

"This job has such good perks," Mr Huckle moans once more, grabbing your hair and pulling your face back onto his cock as you obediently take it into your mouth. "Oh, I want you to drink all of my cum. I want to see your pretty mouth fill with my spunk. You're going to drink it all, right?"

"Yes sir," you answer, your voice muffled through his cock.

"That's a good little girl. Suck me just like that, my whore. Fuck yeah, baby. I can't wait to watch you sitting in my class, smiling that pretty smile of yours as I remember how wet and tight your mouth is. You're going to get me so hard in class, you slutty little girl."

You continue sliding his cock into your mouth, twisting your hands to cause pleasure to shoot through his body, rubbing his balls in your hands. He tugs on your panties with one hand, letting the lacy fabric wedgie into your ass as he pulls you further down your dick, moaning and groaning onto his man meat.

Soon, Mr Huckle's balls start twitching in the ever-familiar way, and you know he's going to come soon. His balls twitch and ready themselves to spray, and you prepare to take his load.