"...Mouth"

John nearly lost his mind as she said it. She stood up and walked back in front of her desk as she knelt down between his legs. She reached out and ran her finger under his sack and over his nub, taking some of his precum with it. She liked her finger clean and looked at him seductively.

"Ok, before we get started, just know that if you say anything to the students, they'll think you're crazy and making up stories. No one will ever believe you." She smiled before puckering her lips and planting a kiss on his nub.

"Unnngh..." he moaned, never expecting someone else to give him pleasure.

Slurp
SLURP

The woman licked and sucked his tiny head, giggling at the strange circumstance. She reached behind her back and undid her bra. For some reason, she felt compelled to show him her bare tits. As soon as she leaned back and let her bra fall away. John came, his semen oozing onto the chair instead of the expected "explosive squirt".

He looked at the bare breasts in all their glory, every microsecond being burned into his brain forever. He will never forget this...

Plap!

"What's that?" Miss Strickland asked, seeing the notebook on the floor.

As she picked it up, John inwardly kicked himself for bringing it with him, but was at least thankful he had made those rules.

"Mr. Doe, are these your fantasies?! Highly specific, and also intriguing since it seems I just fulfilled a few! Well, I guess that's why you came without me touching it at the last second. You're a funny boy." She laughed, placing it on her desk.

John sat there, heart pounding, dick becoming erect again, despite having just had an orgasm. He wanted to know if he could leave, but then she surprised him further