Two days later

Ariel walks into your classroom. She seems confident, older. You want her even more. The last time you went quickly, now you want to take it slow.

“Hey, Mr. Doe. You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, please, Ariel. Why don’t you give me a little twirl to start us off?”

She smiles and spins around. Her skirt lifts just enough to show off her red panties. They really don’t go with the school-approved clothing, but you don’t mind.

“Come here and sit on my lap.” The girl complies, plopping herself down on your lap. She giggles and cannot stop herself from giving you a quick peck on the lips. You smile despite yourself. You kiss her back. Your hand moves of its own accord up her silky leg, and she grins into your kiss. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispers into your mouth. Despite having been at full mast ever since she walked in, your cock twitches.

Since she walked in… that reminds you. You get up, casually check the hallway to see no one there, then lock the door. You turn back to Ariel, who is seated demurely on the desk. “Ready, gorgeous?” She giggles again.

Your kiss is long, intense, and leaves her breathless. You move down to her neck, while sliding her shirt up and off. You regret the moment your lips leave her skin, but console yourself with the knowledge that you are allowing more skin for you to peruse.

Ariel’s breathing is ragged, uneven. You take this as a good sign. You unclip her bra, surprising yourself by doing it on the first try. Then comes her shoes, skirt, and panties. Finally, you remove her socks, only to discover that her toenails are painted yellow and green. Live and learn.

While your hands have been busy, your mouth has not been idle. You have roamed over every part of her neck, down to her clavicle (it sticks out a little, so you needed to give it attention) and down to her perky breasts. Turns out, the girl is a little sensitive. Her nipples are rock hard and she moans in ecstasy as you explore her nipples.

Enough foreplay. Still focused on her breasts, you take a spare moment to remove your clothing. Your toes are not painted, but you’ll survive. You place Ariel on the desk, and slide into her tight body. The girl squeals as you pump into her. Just like out a bad porn, you’re fucking your student on the teacher’s desk, and she’s loving it.

Just to make sure, you ask. “You like this, don’t you?”

“Oh, god, yes!” she cries. “Please, don’t stop!”

Deciding that doing all the work is for the young people, in one motion you slide her off the desk and yourself onto it. Now Ariel is on top, and she is riding your cock for all she is worth. She has a little chant for each motion, “Muh, muh, muh, muh…” You’re getting close. She throws back her head and shouts, “Muhyyyyy god!”

That’s all you can take, and you let loose and fill your student with your seed.