The Final Reward

This was it, just what he had been waiting for. As she had done all night, she wheeled her chair back to face the couch, not taking her ass of the leather fabric for a second.

In one very sexy move, Miss Fischer slid herself forward in the chair and spread her stocking covered legs out wide to give Mark a much better view of her lady bits.

He remained frozen, her heavy breasts still in view, her nipples now completely hard after being played with by herself. Her pussy lips looked a nice pinkish colour, a hint of wetness to them as well. Mark wondered how often they were used considering her profession as a teacher took up so much of her time.

“Well don’t just sit there, you’ve got five minutes to enjoy.”

Wanting to make every second count, Mark pulled her chair even closer and dived in head first to her chest. The soft feel of her naked flesh felt lovely on his face. His tongue made her breasts as wet as he could, licking her cleavage everywhere before getting to her nipples.

As he slobbered at those delicate breasts, Mark’s hand moved to her pussy. He rubbed it softly at first, just from the outside, feeling the slight wetness of her folds.

Taking his head away from her breasts for a second, he looked up at Miss Fischer to see if she was showing any signs of enjoyment from his touch. She still remained neutral but he could tell that her breathing had increased a little, feeling the tension around her hungry vagina.

Mark went back to work, now teasing her hard pointy nipples with his mouth, flicking them side to side with his tongue.

His hand had also taken things up a notch too. The soft teasing rub turned quickly into some serious fingering work. Mark wanted nothing more than to get his teacher off, would almost give him a sense of power.

Mark jammed two finger into her soft pussy, right to the hilt. The speed and strength of his fingers made her finally moan out loud.

He pressed his middle finger further into her wetness, making it do majority of the work. Using his thumb, Mark attempted to tease her swollen clit. She moaned a little louder, a sexy quiet moan. It was like she was loving it but she didn’t want to be too loud, maybe because of the awkwardness of her student getting her off so well.

As he finger-fucked her harder and faster, Mark almost forgot to pay much attention to her breasts. He tried to suck on her nipples harder, grinding his teeth against them.

Sensing the five minute mark was approaching, Mark did everything he could to speed up his fingering, hoping to make her cum.

Miss Fischer could feel it too, her eyes were shut tight, her mouth open, trying to hold back her own moaning.

"Uhh fuck.." she whimpered.

Mark took a moment away from her breasts to see he reaction but she immediately pushing him back into them, dying for him to suck on her nipples harder as she got closer to her peak.

Mark’s fingers slid back and forth, his thumb really try to flick her hard clit faster.

“Jesus Mark!” she let out. His teacher was truly feeling that orgasm coming.

He felt the warmth of her thighs as they moved around against his hand. Mark knew that she had to close.

“Urghhhhh,” she quietly moaned.

Mark wanted to tease her with his voice, tell her to cum for him but he still felt a little awkward about it. This was his geography teacher who he had two fingers inserting right into her honey pot. She moaned at the quickening fingers.

Miss Fischer made another noise like "Oh," as her thighs clamped together. Her pussy closed and tightened its grip around his fingers. Her body jerked in the chair for several seconds as she began to cum.

“Mmmm god.”

Her thighs began to relax, her pussy released Mark’s fingers and a flood of wetness that drenched her leather chair.

Taking his mouth away from her tit, Mark inspected his fingers. Dripping wet and coated in cum, he took the opportunity to put them up to his nose to smell her juices. He was so pleased, of course she was too but Mark had just gotten his teacher off in her office.

She looked at him with almost a hint of embarrassment. Even with what just happened, Miss Fischer still tried to remain professional. She calmly left her soaked leather chair to retrieve some wet wipes from one of her desk draws.

Miss Fischer cleaned herself off as Mark secretly licked his fingers clean, away from her view. She tasted so good, tangy juices.

“Alright I think you’ll be pretty happy with your rewards tonight, I’m certainly happy with your progress. Just one more lesson next week and that’ll be it for the tutoring.”

She walked to her office door butt naked except for those black stockings. Standing behind it, Miss Fischer opened the door up for his exit.

On his way back to East Hall that night, Mark tried to soak in everything that had happened. With one lesson with Miss Fischer left, he had one goal.

To fuck her.