Try to Gain an Ally

Ms. Nanci seems to insist that you stay for a bit of post-coital cuddle and kiss and frankly you're completely down for that. You did, you must admit, enjoy what she did for/to you and you'd rather like some more...but you're no dummy. If you'd just succumbed, Ms. Nanci would have just used you and given you nothing. You needed to apply a little pressure if you wanted your grades fixed. Now that the moment is over, however, it's time for a little positive reinforcement. There may not be much you can do about the situation physically, but there's a lot that can be done by playing on the natural urges and insecurities of the futa gender. You cuddle close to your teacher as she guides you to her chair, sitting down and settling you on her lap.

"You know, Ms. Nanci," you say affecting a slightly shy expression, "If all you wanted to do is fuck me, you didn't have to sabotage my grades and **** me with them. All you had to do was say you were interested. Have you any idea how many 'hot for teacher' fantasies I've had about you?"

Ms. Nanci seems genuinely surprised now, although when she opens her mouth to protest that she didn't sabotage your grades, you give her a little knowing smile.

"I'm not offended," you tell her, "but I know the subject well enough to know half the stuff you marked wrong was actually right. Don't worry about it. I won't tell the other teachers about that, either. If that's what it took to give you the confidence to take me, so be it. You were great, by the way...and my first."

And here you allow yourself to be a little **** in your teacher's arms.

"Thanks for not hurting me, by the way," you tell her, "Some girls...you know, they like to take a guy and humiliate him and hurt him just 'cause they can. I was a little afraid...you know when you got forceful, that you might do that. But you didn't, and I'm grateful."

You know that you've had the effect you wanted when Ms. Nanci's arms surround you in an almost protective gesture, but the vulnerability seems to have turned her on a little bit, too. That's just fine by you and you shift a little on her lap with the express purpose of encouraging her returning boner. You also kiss her again which she seems to like.

"You're such a sweet boy," Ms. Nanci answers, her expression softening and her hand drifting to your groin to play with your cock, "But so shy and timid. Women aren't some monstrous alien species who want to hurt you, darling. We just want to feel good...and you should feel good, too. We should all feel good."

You shift your position on your teacher's lap so that you're straddling her, her semi-hard cock now rubbing against your ass crack as you face her. If things are going to work out at all in your favor, you need her to stay favorably disposed to you.

"Does that mean I get to help you feel good some more?" you ask, "I bet if you were naked, too, you could teach me all the places you like touched...and kissed...and sucked...to make you feel good."

You rub your butt on her now fully erect girl-cock and move your hands slowly up to her large breasts, stopping just short of them as if waiting for permission to touch her there. You're really turning her on now with your willingness not just to let her fuck you, but to take initiative to please her. She licks her lips and turns a hungry gaze on you. Then you lean to whisper in her ear.

"Just remember," you tell her, "I'm always more willing to learn and to give when it's fun for me, too. The more pleasure I get, the more I wanna give. I'm trusting you with the secret to my compliance. Follow that line of reason and you can turn me into your own personal ever-wanton sex-kitten."

This last you emphasize by running your tongue sensuously over her earlobe and causing Ms. Nanci to let out a soft moan, her hands gripping your naked back and her hips now moving to rub her dick against your butt cheeks.