Return the paper towels

After cleaning yourself up, you hasten to return with the paper towels, and proffer them to Miss Knight.

"Oh, thank you sweetie," she says with a knockout smile. "But my hands are full." She raises them, and you see that she does indeed have her water in one hand and a pen in the other. "Would you mind dabbing it up for me? I'm sure it will only take a minute."

"Uhhh, sure," you eventually say, not sure you're believing your ears. In front of the entire class, you take a tissue and put your hand on top of her huge breasts, letting the paper soak up the water, whilst she takes a sip from her glass. More importantly, though, you can feel the warmth of her skin through the paper, the pulse of her heartbeat, the rise and fall of her heavy chest.

"Oh no, sweetie, that won't do at all," Miss Knight says innocently. "Here, take another towel, and push a little harder."

Somehow this feels more erotic than anything you've done with Amy. Miss Busty lets you take a fresh paper towel, then presses her hand on top of yours, causing your fingers to sink into her cleavage. You try to angle your crotch away from the class to hide your straining erection as the feeling of two warm, soft breasts engulfs your hand.

"Yes, that'll do much better," says Miss Knight, finally releasing your hand from its fleshy cage. "Just mop up the front, now, would you?"

You eagerly comply, trying to act casual but miserably failing. Your own chest is heaving now and your hands tremble as they press against the front of your teacher's bountiful tits, feeling her large, erect nipples poking through the damp shirt and bra, then moving down to cup her colossal underboob.

"Thank you, Michael," Miss Knight says eventually. "That feels much better."

Speechlessly, you dump the paper towels in the bin and return to your seat. Looking back up at the teacher, you see your efforts barely helped to dry her chest. A failure that's not exactly disappointing.

Miss Knight finishes the lesson, but now even more overtly displaying herself to you. She visits the boy in front of you yet again, giving you another glimpse of her panties - now completely soaked through. Later, she sits on Cassy's desk, hiking up her right leg and leaning towards you so she can point out something in Cassy's work. This has the "unfortunate" side effect of angling her still-visible cleavage right at you. All the while, she keeps throwing you seductive, knowing looks. You look around at your classmates, but not one of them seems to think her behaviour is any more than mildly interesting, as if she had just worn a shorter skirt than usual (which she had).

Finally the bell rings to signify the lesson's end - it's the only occasion you've felt like time was dilating during the lesson, but you were far from bored. "Just a moment, Mr Abbott," Miss Knight calls, just as you're reaching for your bags. You impatiently sit at your desk, balls ready to burst as you watch the sexy blonde teacher waving goodbye to the rest of the class as if it were a perfectly ordinary lesson.

After what feels like an age, Lauren is the last out of the classroom, eyeing you lustfully before closing the door behind herself.

"Thank you for waiting, Michael," says Miss Knight primly, slowly walking towards your desk with a sexy sway of her hips. "I just wanted to thank you properly for getting those paper towels for me."

"Oh, it was my pleasure," you reply honestly.

"I couldn't help but notice you looked a little... tense, during the lesson today," says your teacher, perching on your desk. Her honey-sweet smile never falters, even as she gazes pointedly at the mountain between your legs. "I hope you know I'm a trained counsellor," she continues. "I believe I could help relieve that tension, and make you feel much, much better." She slowly, sensuously licks her full, apple-red lips.

"...I think that would be good," you croak dazedly.

Miss Knight's sweet smile instantly becomes that of a vixen, as she quickly straddles your legs.

"It is so hot today Mr Abbott... would you mind undoing my shirt for me?"

You wordlessly obey, unbuttoning past her voluminous breasts to expose her slim stomach and a few tufts of {if Images!=false}raven-black{else}golden{endif} hair escaping the top of her skirt. Meanwhile, Miss Knight throws off her Japanese tie and shrugs off the shirt once you're done. She arches her back, thrusting her giant breasts inches from your face.

"Isn't that better?" she grins wolfishly. "Now, why don't you show me what the source of the trouble is."

Off come your trousers and pants, allowing your throbbing cock to break free, standing higher than you think you've ever seen it. Miss Knight eyes it appreciatively, mindlessly running a finger over her moist lips. You've only barely managed to wrap your head around what's happening when you feel one of your teacher's delicate hands closing around your shaft, and then slowly pumping up and down. Simultaneously, she unclasps her bra, and your mouth immediately clamps onto one of her breasts as if by instinct. Your tongue runs all over the soft yet firm surface, switching from one mammary to the other, now gripping her nipple between your teeth. The busty teacher lets out a gasp of pleasure, and starts rubbing your dick much faster.

"Please... don't... I'm so close..." you squeak out, as the vision of a woman starts playing with your bulging head, watching your face intently the entire time.

Miss Knight just gives a tsk, tsk. "The problem is worse than I thought," she says, releasing her grasp. "I think we may need to use an... alternative."

Running her tongue over her teeth, she glances down at her breasts, wet with your saliva, and your heartbeat goes from a sprint to a drumroll as you realise what she has in mind. Kneeling between your legs, she shoots you a devilish smile, before slowly lowering her tits on either side of your cock.

"Mmmm," you moan. The feeling of your teacher's flesh totally encompassing your dick exceeds your most daring daydreams, as she begins to move them slowly up and down, rubbing along your cock, your saliva somehow providing better lubrication than any product you could have bought. Another aspect of your abilities, you suppose.

"You like that, Michael?" asks Miss Knight. You moan a yes. "Well, that's good," she responds, "but it's not enough. Your hot body, your sexy face, your giant cock have all been taunting me for far too long. I want you to explode with pleasure, to walk out of this classroom and never forget my sexy tits around your cock. Now, stand up and fuck them properly."

Nodding obediently, you let her sit in your chair. Her juices spill out of her panties and onto the plastic surface, but she seems not to notice. Standing over her, you move forward until your dick is poised, aligned with her beautiful breasts, which are firm enough to somehow maintain their shape without a bra. She gently strokes your legs with her slender hands, fondling your balls to pass the time. Taking a few deep, preparatory breaths, you plunge in.

"Ah!" You gasp as you tit-fuck your teacher as fast as you are able. {if Images==false}She takes a moment to release her hair bun, sending glorious waves of golden hair down onto her back and either sides of her breasts. Then she quickly returns to pressing her tits together to maximise the pressure on your throbbing member. {endif}She gives you a final, almost feral look, before lowering her head to lick the sensitive tip of your shaft with every upstroke. Your breath catching with the sudden stimulation, you entangle your fingers in her wavy hair, and use the leverage to thrust your penis deep into her mouth, your base still being caressed by two giant tits.

Now it gets really tough to hold on, as your sexy teacher starts sucking on your cock as it thrusts in and out of her mouth. You can feel every square micron of stimulation on your penis, and it's overwhelming; Miss Knight's tongue flicking eagerly around your tip, her sensual lips sliding up and down your shaft, and the base of your cock being mashed between a huge set of tits. Faster and faster you thrust, feeling the sperm rising through your penis. Miss Busty seems to feel it too, as she pulls her head off your cock and stares at you hungrily, her mouth open and waiting.

With a cry, you spurt all over her, coating Miss Knight's nose, cheeks, eyebrows and chin with your delicious juices, and getting a fair amount in her eager mouth too. She hums with pleasure at the taste. After several long, powerful spurts, your ejaculation begins to temper, and the remaining fluid dribbles onto your teacher's breasts, which she happily massages your cock with.

As you withdraw your dick from Miss Knight's fabulous tits, panting, the seductive teacher keenly wipes the cum off her face with a finger and sucks it into her mouth, never letting you escape the ravenous gaze of her aquamarine eyes. She keeps going until she has every last drop in her mouth - moaning with pleasure at the taste all the way - then swallows.

Suddenly the topless teacher throws her waves of silky hair back in a silent scream, her eyes clouding over with a familiar shiny gold. You give her the usual programming, but you have to give it to her; she knows how to seduce you. How to play the teacher-student angle just how you like it. One of the few sexual modifications you make is to have her dress even more slutty in day-to-day life; a really short skirt, and a shirt which barely covers her glorious tits... you feel a stirring in your cock just thinking about it. Maybe she'll go all out with the Japanese theme; you leave it to her to pick what she thinks will be most seductive to you.

When you leave the geography classroom, you're dazed and still glowing with pleasure, just as Miss Knight promised. She was right: you certainly wouldn't forget that encounter.