Speak with the gym teacher

You tell "your" boyfriend to wait a few minutes while you speak with your gym teacher.

You head into his office and shut the door. He looks up at you from his desk.

"Michelle..."

You strip out of your uniform: first your skirt then your shirt.

"What are you doi-"

You pull off his shorts and begin stroking his cock. He doesn't resist. You take the large length of his member in your mouth. After slobbering the head of his cock lightly, you feel ambitious. You slide it down your thoat - deep-throating his dick as deeply as you can. He lets out a sigh.

You suck his cock for a few minutes - or at least until you feel he's significantly hard.

You sit up on his deck and spread your legs.

"I need you to fuck me."

"Michelle, are you -"

You grab his cock and pull it towards your groin. You playfully slides it along the length of your labia - his girthy flesh heavily swollen - before slowly guiding it inside of you. With only brief hesitation, he starts drilling you. Thrust after thrust filling your stolen teenage pussy. You can't help but squeak soft little moans. You grab his back and pull him close, his cock now buried even deeper within you.

You look him in the eyes, in the depths of pleasure, you kiss him. He retuns it. Passionately. You're not sure what is coming over you, but the his cock stretching your nubile pussy sends you into the depths of pleasure.

He lifts you up and you wrap your arms and legs around him. He pins you to the bookshelf and, with you wrapped around him like a snake, he fucks you with a renewed vigor. After a couple minutes of animalistic fucking, he delivers two deep yet precise thrusts and empties his seed into your teenage taint. You shiver in pleasure.

Before he can finish loading you up, you slip down and wrap your lips around his cock. In the heat of the afterglow, you milk him for all he's got. You swallow.

You wipe the excess seed from your mouth and sit there for a moment, cum driping onto his linoleum office floor.

"My god." He looks at you. "That was..."