Prove it

Luke stood there stunned with himself.

What did I just say!?!?!

The words had just slip out...

More like screamed out...

But he had done! And he felt like running...

Ms. Peach on the other hand acted as if he'd said nothing finishing off what was left of the board.

"Ms. Peach..."

"I heard you."

Luke felt himself go white. Then what was she doing? He wasn't sure what to do, so Luke just froze in fear watching as Ms. Peach ignored him.

Ms. Peach continued her work, on her blackboard, until it was nothing more then perfect, as all her possession should be. Then finally turning around she looked to find Luke still there, the boy cowering in his place.

Luke saw her usual cold professional features examine him, before turning to go to the door.

Luke couldn't believe it, Ms. Peach was going to walk out on him after he just confessed!

Yet, as she reached the door, instead of walking out, Ms. Peach closed it and turned the lock on the Dead-Bolt. Then turned back again, walked by Luke as if he was but a formless ghost, reaching her desk took the receiver off the school landline and punched in a 3 number combination.

"Yes, Jane? It's Abigail, how are you?"

"Good, good."

"Yes I agree it's good to see all the girls so energetic."

"Now Jane, I'm just letting you know I need Luke Caller for some work."

"Yes there is something I need done so I'm giving him a exemption for 2nd."

"Of course you too."

Unsure of what to do Luke stood still, as Ms. Peach circled him like a hungry shark, heels clicking like comping jaws. Until finally Ms. Peach was right on top of him, slowly pushing Luke's back towards the front desk.

Luke shuttered at her touch, even though Ms. Peach was just the same height as him with her 6-inch heels on, she seemed to stand so much taller right now. Breasts pushed out, the light shining off her pearls, the glossy pink lipstick she wore so close to his face.

"You know, I admire the courage it took to say that."

Ms. Peach's voice was faint, yet commanding.

"Thank you Ms."

Luke suddenly watched with eager as Ms. Peach's lush lips came closer and closer to his!

Then just before they reached, Luke groaned in a sharp pain, and dropped to his knees, clutching his shrinking crotch in sheer pain.

Ms. Peach smiled examining Luke's withering form before her as she brought down her knee. Sliding a finger under his chin, her sharp pink nails pricking Luke's skin, she commanded his struggling face to look upward at her.

"It was also highly inappropriate. I am your teacher and you are my student."

Ms. Peach's voice was that in which she used during her lectures.

Luke felt himself quivering, yet there was something else. He wasn't sure what it was, he was in pain there was no doubt about that! However, looking up at Ms. Peach from down on his knees, her commanding voice, it was all hypnotizing.

"I know Ms. but.... I've had a crush on you for so long! Please Ms!"

Ms. Peach, keeping her face cold, couldn't help but laugh hysterically on the inside.

Oh this poor boy...

Taken by infatuation...

But who could blame him?

She was she!

Luke wasn't bad to look at either though...

Handsome...

Young...

A toned Athlete's body...

Moldable...

Ideas flowed into Ms. Peach's head.

"Do you like me?"

Luke almost jumped at Ms. Peach's words.

"Yes!"

"Do you want me?"

"Yes!"

"Do you love me?"

"Yes!"

"Would you do anything for me?"

"Yes!"

A evil grin plastered Ms. Peach's face.

"Then Prove it."

Then in one swift motion Luke found himself looking at the sexy ass he'd fantasized so often about. Skirt raised, white thong clinging to the pump cheeks, Luke seemed to quickly forget his pain as his dick strained against his pants.

Ms. Peach smirked as she swayed her hips infront of Luke's nose. Then fingering her thumbs into the sides of her high cut white thong began to slide them down.

Luke couldn't believe what as going on! His jaw on the floor! He'd spent whole nights jerking his cock to what he thought this image might look like! Yet....

It was great then even that!

Ms. Peach licked her lips as she looked back at Luke. "Now, Prove it!"

Next all that filled the room were the muffled cries of Luke's voice as his teacher smothered his face beath her ass checks, pinning his head back against her desk.

"Yessss~!" Ms. Peach let out a long moan as Luke struggled. Oh, she know how engrossed men became with her ass, and who could blame them. Ms. Peach prized it as her greatest asset!

Plump, yet Toned! Firm and Ample!

She spent hours training, and improving her body in private. So, it was no surprise to Ms. Peach that Luke was like any other male.

"Come Luke! Prove your Love for me! Please me now, before you run out of air!"

Luke struggled under the shock of Ms. Peach's rear end! He couldn't breathe, let alone see! Along side that, any struggle to break free was pointless, even though Ms. Peach was a small women she was pushing her whole weight onto his face.

Luke could feel himself panic, was he going to pass out?!

Only then did Luke hear Ms. Peach's words cut through the air as she rubbed herself further against his face. Luke could feel something against his lips! Quickly Luke felt his instincts take over, as his tongue flicked out against the hole which was infront of him.

"Mmmmmm~!"

Perfect! Ms. Peach thought as Luke's tongue started rimming her asshole. It was clear he was inexperienced, but that made no difference as she started to bounce her cheeks off Luke's face, forcing his tongue deeper and deeper into her.

"That's it Luke! Prove that you even deserve the privilege of worshiping me!"

Words piercing through, again Luke's focus became even more absorbed by the task before him. His hands firmly grabbing onto Ms. Peach's cheeks, pulling her ass in now, rather then away.

Ms. Peach slide a hand between her legs, there was no greater pleasure then having a male beneath her. Thus, fingers perfectly on her clit, and Luke grovelling in his place Ms. Peach pushed herself over the edge.