Consequences

A student gets caught cheating on her test.
"There she goes again, looking at her neighbor's paper! She is so obvious. She has to be the worst cheater ever. Now she is looking at me and acting nervous. If she looks at her neighbor again, I am taking her exam away," Joe thought to himself as he sat at his desk, pretending to grade the previous period's final exam. Hailey, the student in question, was sitting a mere three rows back and her nervous eyes kept darting to, and then staring at, her neighbor's paper.

Out of the corner of his eye, Joe saw Hailey check to make sure he wasn't looking, and then obviously look at her neighbor's desk while she feverishly copied down their answers.

Joe stood up, buttoned his jacket, calmly walked over and grabbed Hailey's paper without saying a word. He then walked to the back of the classroom nonchalantly. He could feel her angry stare on the back of his head.

He stopped at the back of the room, turned on the heel of his black leather dress shoe and surveyed his class. Forty or so high school seniors were sweating to finish their chemistry final exams. He saw Hailey slouched in her desk, twirling a strand of her long, wavy red hair while with the other hand she defiantly scribbled on her desk.

"I will have to have her clean the desk after class as well," he thought as he strode to the front of the class.

It made him feel good to catch cheaters. It was a constant challenge, and he loved it. He was damn good at it too. He cheated in high school quite successfully, so he knew all of the tricks of the trade. The cheat sheets written on skin, the stolen glances at papers, and now the constant attempt to look at a cell phone; he could spot all of these feeble attempts from a mile away.

He walked back to his desk and continued to grade more final exams. He ignored Hailey completely. He would let her stew on her indiscretion. At the end of class, he would see if she chose to come clean or lie. He couldn't stand the k**s that continued to lie even when they were caught red-handed. He respected the ones that knew they made a mistake and confessed to it. He usually went easy on those that showed some contrition. But the ones that lied to him? He would do everything in his power to make them pay.

He thought that Hailey would be one of the ones that denied cheating and possibly even display defiance. She seemed like the type that always got her way. She appeared to be pretty well-off. She always seemed to have a new outfit on that appeared to be stylish and of the highest quality. And let's face it, she was very attractive; downright beautiful, to state the obvious.

Redheads can go one of two ways. They are either rather weird looking and unattractive, or they can be some of the most attractive individuals on the planet. And the really good looking ones seem to hold some kind of power. In the past, some people believed that redheads were witches. Joe wondered if these hot gingers didn't have some witch bl**d in them.

Hailey was of the hot category. She was around 5'10" and had amazing legs that she loved to show off. She must have looked forward to every warm day in southern California so that she could wear either tiny shorts and amazingly short skirts. Joe had to make a conscious effort not to ogle at the shapely outline of her toned legs. She was thin, but not rail-thin. All the school's coaches tried to get her to try out for sports, but she never got involved in any of them.

She swam for a bit, but then dropped from the team because the time commitment was too great. She had nice hips and breasts that looked like they had matured much earlier than the rest of her. They were fairly large; if Joe was to guess, he would estimate that they were a C cup. But what was so mesmerizing was how perky they were for their size. This was a feat that only a high school girl's breasts could accomplish. She loved to show them off with swooping necklines or tight t-shirts.

She also had a very cute face, with plump red lips that stood out from her fair skin, gorgeous green eyes and a perfect nose. The way her fiery red hair flowed around her was as if it were alive. She could have been a model or a movie star.

But her attractiveness went beyond normal dimensions. There was just something about her. Her face always had a look on it as if she knew something that no one else in the world knew. Joe thought of her as a poor student, as her grades in his class were always among the bottom rung. She had a mischievous look on her face most of the time, and there was something else to it. There was an underlying sexuality to all of her expressions. Maybe it was just Joe's dirty imagination, but he could swear that she was dripping in sexuality.

Now this little witch had been caught cheating, and she would be failing his class because of it. He decided that if she was very contrite, he might offer a compromise. Perhaps he would let her retake a harder final at a later date. But that would depend on how she addressed this transgression.

As the bell rang and all of the students left for lunch, Hailey remained seated at her desk. She was wearing a blue sundress that ended about halfway down her thigh. She was sitting with her legs crossed, back straight, and was tapping her pencil feverishly. He definitely didn't think that she was going to fess up to her cheating.

Displaying her expected defiance, she angrily asked "Can I finish my test now?"

Oh no, he was not going to let her dictate this exchange. He slowly got up, brushed off his wool pants, straightened his tie and walked over to her desk ignoring the question. He slowly sat down in the desk to her side.

Re-capturing control of the situation, Joe coolly inquired "Why did I take your test away, Hailey?" This was not his first rodeo.

Reacting dismissively, Hailey said, "I don't know. Can I just finish it?" Her face showed irritation but no other emotion.

"No, you can't. I took your test away because you were looking at Shelly's paper. And that is a violation of the ethics policy at this school." He was careful not to accuse her of cheating. He was merely relating what he had seen.

"No I wasn't. I was just working on my test." She crossed her arms under her ample chest defiantly. She was breathing more heavily now and Joe had to be careful not to stare at her cleavage. It was a difficult task because it looked as if her nipple might pop out of her top at any moment. And her creamy skin was making Joe's mind race with the most inappropriate ideas.

"Well, I saw you repeatedly look at her test and then copy down answers. And I bet if we take a look at your test and hers, all of the answers will be identical. Either way, I know what I saw so now it is between you and your counselor." The bl**d suddenly drained from Hailey's face when he said that.

"Shit," Hailey muttered under her breath. She was caught and needed a way out.

"What happens now?" Her face had changed again. Now, she had put on her "sad, innocent face" as she tried to figure out her next move. This was the face she used on her parents when she knew that they were going to punish her. It always worked on them. It never failed to mitigate her punishment.

"Well, I will have to give you a zero on the final, write you an office referral for cheating, and then the rest is up to you and your counselor."

"But! But! If I get a zero on the final, I won't pass!" Her face began to show signs of panic. "And if I don't pass, then my college will rescind their acceptance."

"Well, all actions have consequences young lady, and it is time you dealt with yours. Hopefully what you take away from this is that you will never cheat again." Joe always tried to get them to see his point of view when he was about to punish his students.

"Please, Mr. Thompson, don't give me a zero! I will do anything if you just let me retake the test!"

"I am sorry, Hailey. Rules are rules and actions have consequences." He stood up and she followed his lead. But then she surprised him. She stepped close, her face less than a foot from his own.

"Please Mr. Thompson," she pleaded with him. "I can't fail your class." A vision of her life falling apart was starting to snowball in her head. Her parents would kill her for failing. They would probably take away her car. Her dream school would pull her admission. She couldn't let this happen, but what could she do? How could she get Mr. Thompson to reconsider? Well, how did she usually get her way? She usually could walk all over men. An idea popped into her head. It was drastic, but she was desperate.

"Please, Mr. Thompson. Isn't there anything I could do?" She pleaded.

She batted her eyelashes at him and tried to make her most seductive face.

"I am sorry Hailey, but there is nothing that you can do. What is done is done." His mind was becoming cloudy with inappropriate thoughts, but he quickly pushed them away.

She wasn't giving up that easily. She put her hands together as if she was praying, and leaned forward a bit trying to show off as much cleavage as possible. "Please Mr. Thompson, this would ruin my life. Isn't there anything I could do?" She licked her lips and stared at him with such powerful lust that he could feel his cock stir.

"It is not going to ruin your life Hailey. Just take a lesson from this, and you will be stronger in the end." He tried step past her and walk to the door, but she grabbed his hand and crept in close.

Her voice dropped down to a seductive whisper. "Please, Mr. Thompson. I will do anything and I mean anything" she whispered into his ear as she suddenly placed her hand on the front of his trousers. "I can make you feel so good, Mr. Thompson," Hailey breathed in his ear as she rubbed the bulge that was his penis

"Hailey, please!" he protested, but he couldn't pull away. She had trapped him up against a desk.

"It's okay, Mr. Thompson. I turned eighteen three weeks ago. Remember when I came in with all of the balloons?" She continued to rub his growing cock. Staring him lustfully in the eye now, she bit her lower lip seductively. "All actions have consequences. I can help you out with this little problem and you can help me with mine." She could feel his cock now growing rapidly under her caressing hand.

"Hailey, stop," although his protest did not carry much conviction.

Before he knew what was happening she had his trousers undone and had thrust her hand inside.

The feeling of her cool, soft hand on his hot, hard cock was amazing. He glanced at the door, knowing it was locked just like he always kept it. Next his eyes darted to the clock. It would be thirty minutes before his next class would arrive, he quickly calculated. Then he looked at Hailey with her red locks half covering her face as she looked at him with her sensuous eyes and licked her lips.

If anyone found out, he would be fired for sure. There was no way in the world any school would ever hire him again. But how would anyone find out? The door was locked and even if Hailey spilled the beans, it would just be her word against his, and fuck, her hand felt so good on his cock. How could he possibly resist this young vixen?

Here he was; a good looking forty-two year old man who prided himself on staying in shape and dressing well for work every day, having this gorgeous redheaded eighteen year old with her hand in his pants. He had always secretly fantasized about having sex with some of his students, but had never imagined acting on those fantasies.

Lately, his marriage was lackluster at best. He couldn't remember the last time he had sex with his wife. Even when they did have sex, it was a vanilla session in which his wife would just lay there while he fucked her until he came. What a waste it was to be in such good shape and never to have a woman enjoy his body. As this young woman stroked his cock, he realized that his wife had never lustfully plunged her hand into his pants, and the aggressive act was very appealing to him.

"Please, Mr. Thompson. I can make you feel so good, and then we can forget this stupid cheating incident." She continued to stroke his cock in his pants.

Her face was right on his ear now, and he could feel her hot breath on him, sending tingles down his spine.

"Just let me take care of you, and we both can be winners," she continued with her temptation, whispering in his ear. Then before he could say anything, she pulled his cock out from its stuffy confines. She took a big breath of air at the sight of his thick member and even squealed a bit. She put her lips up against his ear again.

"God, it is magnificent, Mr. Thompson! Just like I imagined it, as I undressed you with my eyes every time you lectured our class. Didn't you ever wonder why a smart girl like me did so poorly in your class? I was too busy undressing you in my head. I always tried to imagine what your cock looked like under your dress slacks."

She continued to stroke his cock as she whispered in his ear. A gob of pre-cum glistened on his tip.

"You are always the best dressed teacher at this school. Every day with your ties, fitted shirts, and wool pants. Do you know how many of your students go home and play with their little pussies, plunging their fingers and toys into their sloppy wet cunts, thinking of you every night?"

She continued to slowly stroke his cock with a firm grip. It felt so hot on her cool skin. He was speechless. His pants had fallen halfway down his thighs. His thick cock stood out and was stroked by her nimble hand. He didn't have the faintest clue as to what to do or say. He had gone from being totally in control of the situation to being unable to even speak.

Hailey couldn't believe what she was doing either, but she loved the control she felt she was gaining. She had done this before but it was just with random boys at parties. She would stroll up to them, rub their cock through their pants and they would do anything that she asked of them. But this was different; this was her teacher. The forbidden nature of what she was doing turned her on immensely. It was a feeling of power, and it was intoxicating.

"I'll bet you've fantasized about this for a long time, Mr. Thompson," she said as she stared him in the eye.

He thought about what he would do if he lost his job, but then his sexual frustration rushed to the front of his mind as he tried to remember when the last time he had sex with his wife. They had become more like roommates than husband and wife in the last five or six years. Damn, he needed this!

"I bet that when you jerk off, you close your eyes and imagine some pretty student wrapping her lips around this big cock," Hailey teased.

His mind was abuzz. He couldn't risk his job for a few minutes of fun. But he was already getting his cock stroked by a student. And what if he did lose his job? Fuck, it was not like they were paying him a fortune or anything. If he lost his job, maybe it would be for the best. He could finally "man up", leave his wife and move away to Hawaii, where they were desperate for teachers. He could train hard and finally compete in an Ironman event. Besides, if he stopped her now, she would get angry and probably try to blackmail him into giving her a good grade anyway. Why not take advantage of this situation?

"OK Hailey, it's a deal. But don't forget who is in charge here. I am your teacher, and this is your punishment."

"Take down the top of your dress, Hailey. I want to see those perky eighteen year old tits that you have been teasing me with all year long."

She looked up at him with a facial expression he just couldn't place, and then she smiled. She looked down at her chest, then back up at him.

"Yes, Mr. Thompson. Of course I will show you my tits," suddenly thrilled with exhibiting herself to her teacher. She had used her body to manipulate many boys in her time, but he was different; he was a man. He was not turning into a quivering mound of flesh like the others did when she manipulated them with sex. Deep down, she realized that she was turned on by his firm authority, and the thought of getting naked in front of him was intoxicating.

She let her thin straps fall from her shoulders, exposing her perky white mounds. They had to be at least a C cup, yet they just stood in defiance of gravity. "Of course she isn't wearing a bra," he thought.

Her pink nipples were not yet erect, but he knew that wouldn't last long. Her areolas were a very light pink hue and puffy. He couldn't wait to suck on her perfect globes.

"You like these big perky tits, don't you Mr. Thompson?" she said as she pinched her hardening nipples. It was arousing for her to play the "dirty girl" role with an adult for once. She usually acted so innocent with them, and saved her naughty side for boys.

"When was the last time that you got to suck on eighteen year old tits? You know that you can't wait to play with them." She tried to get some sense of control back.

His eyes were drinking in the sight of her gorgeous breasts, and he reached out his big hand instinctively and stroked the smooth flesh of her young breast. The touch caused her to shudder with pleasure. They stood silently as he manipulated her exposed breast. He was getting so turned on seeing this half naked eighteen year old ginger in front of him. He needed some release, so he put his large hands on her tiny shoulders and firmly pushed her down to her knees.

"Suck my dick now, Hailey. Pay for your little cheating incident," he commanded as he stood straight up with his hands on his hips. It felt so strange to use his authority in such a sexual nature, but it was also so exhilarating.

"Yes, Mr. Thompson." She looked up sheepishly at the large cock before her. She had always been in control of her previous sexual situations, and having someone else take the lead so f***efully was a huge turn-on. She felt her pussy burn with desire. She licked her lips and wrapped her mouth around its massive head. "Fuck!" was all she could think. She had never had anything this big in her mouth. The excitement of the new experience made her little cunt leak.

She relaxed a bit and stretched her mouth around him. God, the earthy scent of his cock was so arousing to her, and the feeling of its velvety skin against her tongue was invigorating. Slowly, she took more of him into her mouth until she hit the back of her throat. She quickly pulled him out and caught her breath. She tried again and this time his hands found the back of her head. He wrapped his fingers in her red wavy hair roughly.

"Come on, Hailey. You can do better than that. If you are going to pass my course, you will have to try harder than that. Show me just how slutty you can be for me to try to make up for cheating."

"Slutty? Slutty! How dare he," she initially thought to herself. She had never been talked to in such a way. Yet the idea of being a slut, a purely sexual being, grew on her and turned her on. As she took him in her mouth again, she was now determined to get more of his massive tool in her mouth. She was going to show him exactly how big of a slut she could be.

It was difficult, but she got about a third of him in her mouth when suddenly she felt his hand push her head hard onto his cock. It slid in further but then gagged her, causing her eyes to tear up. She tried to pull back, but he kept the pressure for a millisecond. Just as she began to panic, he pulled her off his cock.

"Better, Hailey. You just have to relax your throat a bit. Is this the biggest dick you have ever tried to shove down your throat?" he asked as he stroked his cock in front of her her lips. He could feel the warmth of her breath on his sensitive tip. He was beginning to relish his position of power.

Hailey nodded slowly. "It's just so thick Mr. Thompson. I don't know if I can take it."
"It just takes practice and determination, just like with everything in life that is worthwhile. Now get back to it. A couple of more tries and then I am going to have to take a look at that pussy of yours."

He had put his cock back to her lips. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to accommodate him. Slowly, she took him in as he pressed the back of her head. She tried to relax as much as she could. This time she got about half of his monster in her mouth. It still made her eyes water, but strangely she was feeling herself get more turned on than she imagined, her initial panic giving way to her inner lust.

Sure, Mr. Thompson was good looking, and she had fantasized about him. But she was feeling a heat between her legs that she had never felt before. Something about how he was taking control of her, like no one else had ever dared. His actions were exciting her in ways she never expected. All of the guys she had ever been with treated her like some great work of art that they were scared to break. It was a whole new experience to be treated this way; like a whore, she thought.

He now started to fuck her mouth. She could feel herself start to drool as her mouth became too filled with saliva and cock. But wait, there was a new taste and sensation now. His cock was suddenly sliding more easily and she had a familiar, salty flavor in her mouth. Pre-cum! His cock was oozing pre-cum! Mr. Thompson must have been getting as excited as she was. Her mouth was turning into a mess. She could feel a myriad of fluids dripping out of her mouth as he roughly fucked it. His hand tightened its grip on her hair. She began to relish the sharp pain on her scalp.

"Good girl. You look so pretty when you let me fuck your mouth, like the beautiful little slut that you are." She could never have imagined it before, but the dirtier he talked and the more Joe dominated her, the more sexually excited she felt.

He began bucking his hips aggressively as he held her mouth in place. His large balls were slapping roughly on her chin as he fucked her beautiful face. He was in complete control, and it was turning him on so much that he suddenly had to stop. He was about to cum and wanted to relish the situation a bit more.

He pulled her head off of his cock by her hair and then reached down, grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her up. She felt a gob of saliva drip off of her chin, dripping onto her right tit.

"Now I have to take a look at that pussy of yours. See if the carpet matches the d****s, although if I were to bet, I would wager that you are as bald as a cue ball down there."

The thought of her teacher inspecting her most intimate of areas turned her on immensely. She was glad that she had taken the time to shave her pussy that morning.

He put his hand on her waist and sat her on a nearby desk. He reached under her dress, grabbed her tiny fluorescent thong and pulled it down. He carefully removed it, while keeping her high-heeled shoes on.

"Mr. Thompson, what are you doing?" she said with feigned protest. She loved how he was putting her on a pedestal and taking control. She could feel the heat building up in her cunt.

"Just taking a look at your cunt, like you looked at your neighbor's paper during the exam." He gave her a kiss on the forehead.

Then he positioned her legs so they were also on the desk, but spread apart so he would be able to get a good view of her cunt. She was sitting with her bare ass on the desk, and her legs spread-eagle for him. He lifted up her dress to reveal her eighteen year old pussy. It was amazing. It was a pink slit amidst a sea of milky white skin. Her red pussy lips were shining from her abundant juices, and they were engorged with her immense arousal. He was correct in the fact that she was shaved, but she left a little patch of thin, bright red hair above her slit.

"Mmmm. Nice touch," he commented as his hand patted her little patch of hair. It was so fine and soft.

It struck Hailey as being so odd to being sitting on a desk, her desk actually, with her legs apart and her teacher inspecting her pussy. Her position actually reminded her of when she went to the gynecologist.

"Thank you, Mr. Thompson. Do you li..." Her voice trailed off as he began to trace his finger along the outline of her vagina. The touch shocked her, but also the feeling of his big hand taking charge of her most intimate part turned her on like nothing else she could have imagined.

"What a nice little pussy, and you are so aroused." He ran his finger up and down her slickened slit. "Do the boys you fuck ever get you this turned on Hailey?" he asked as he slid a finger into her cunt and immediately found her g-spot. Her whole body shook with the new sensation. She had never had anyone hit that button before.

She struggled to answer him. This was all a new experience for her. She thought that she was fairly experienced sexually, having had sex with six or seven guys, but what she was experiencing right now was a whole other level of satisfaction. He was now rubbing her g-spot as his other hand started to gently flick her clit. She felt as if she would cum any second now.

"No, no," she struggled. "I have never felt anything like this." His face was so close to her clit that she could feel his hot breath on her.

"That's because they were just boys Hailey, and I am a man. You haven't felt anything yet," he said as he plunged his mouth onto her erect clit, sucking it into his mouth. The sensation was too much for her. Her whole body began shake as she came harder than she ever thought possible. Her legs clenched on his head like a vise grip, while Joe lapped up her juices as she came.

Once her orgasm subsided, she opened her eyes to find Mr. Thompson's face right up against hers. She took in the familiar smell that she knew was from her own excitement, now smeared all over her teachers lips and chin. He was stroking her hair gently. He smiled as she opened her eyes and gave her a light kiss on the lips.

"Now is my turn to have a big orgasm Hailey. Are you ready for my cock?" As he asked her, he began to rub the tip of his cock up and down her sloppy cunt.

She had never intended to fuck Mr. Thompson. She figured she would give him a quick blow job and then the whole cheating incident would go away. But now she was sitting with her bare ass on a desk, her dress pulled down exposing her tits and her bare pussy being rubbed up and down by her teacher's large cock. On top of everything, she was still reeling from the most intense orgasm she had ever had. She did not have to think before answering him.

"Yes, Mr. Thompson. I want you to fuck my little pussy with that big cock of yours." Without even thinking she continued, "I want you to fuck me hard and then cum all over my big tits, Mr. Thompson."

She pushed her perky breasts together and licked her lips.

He leaned forward and took her right nipple in his mouth. His mouth was filled with the aroma of her perfume. Her nipple was so hard. He opened his mouth wider and sucked in her whole puffy areola. She moaned with pleasure. He switched to the other side and continued his rough sucking of her tits.

"Fuck me, Mr. Thompson," she pleaded. "I need you inside me!" She had turned from a naive high school student with a rudimentary understanding of sex to a lustful a****l who needed nothing else but to feel her teacher's cock deep inside her.

Joe needed no further encouragement. He brought his hips forward causing his cock to slowly slip into her drenched vagina. He was amazed at how she was able to take him. Her pussy was amazingly tight around him. It felt unbelievable. He was able to slowly plunge all the way into her, relishing the exquisite pleasure as each inch of his manhood slipped into his student's pussy. Finally he was completely in her, to the point at which his balls were laying against her damp skin.

Hailey felt like he was going to rip her into two. She hadn't had anything nearly as thick of his cock inside her, and she wasn't sure she would be able to take him, but he proceeded so slowly and carefully. He was unlike the boys that had impatiently fucked her cunt. She was surprised when she felt him slip deep inside her until his scrotum rested against her flushed skin. Just when she thought she wouldn't be able to take it anymore, he pulled out of her. She immediately needed to feel her cunt stretched out by him again. She was already addicted to the intense feeling.

He began to rhythmically pump his cock in and out of her. Slowly at first, relishing the amazing feeling and view. As his cock slid in, her swollen pussy lips were folded into her soaked pussy, and when he pulled out, her lips reappeared, stretching as they snugly gripped his shaft. Her eyes were closed and her long, red hair had fallen everywhere. Her breasts seductively moved with each hip thrust, her nipples now hard as diamonds.

He picked up his pace and intensity. She started to moan. He picked up the intensity some more. He was now fucking her intensely with his balls slapping her skin with every thrust. Her breasts began to twirl wildly. She felt as if they would be ripped from her body. Her pussy, which had first screamed with pain as his large cock penetrated her, was now relaxing around his thick member and relishing the intense feeling. She didn't notice her moans, or the fact that they had begun to turn into screams. Suddenly, she felt his hand over her mouth. She opened her eyes in panic, but saw his calm face with a finger held in front of his lips, quieting her.

Then they both were startled by the sound of someone turning the doorknob from outside. Joe stopped with his cock halfway in and halfway out of Hailey's literally dripping pussy. Both of their eyes focused on the doorknob as it slowly turned. The person outside tried the door, but it was locked. They both let out a huge sigh of relief.

Joe reached down and grabbed her left leg and lifted it up, resting her foot on his shoulder. He did the same to the other leg as well. He knew that he would be able to fuck her more deeply this way and hit that g-spot that would make her cum so hard, she would feel like her head was exploding.

She looked up at Joe with bewildered eyes. She was dying to cum again.

Then Joe started to fuck Hailey again. She tried to gasp as he rammed his cock into her suddenly, but her mouth was still covered with his big hand. He shushed her with his free finger. This was a new sensation to her. She had never felt someone so deep in her before, and in addition to that feeling, her g-spot was being rubbed by his thick cock in a glorious manner. He was too close to cumming to worry about anything as he continued to pound her towards another orgasm, even despite the incessant knocking on the door.

He continued to ram his cock into her now mess of a pussy. He reached down from her lips and rubbed her clit roughly. She started to cum again and the waves of contraction of her pussy was too much for him. He pulled out just as the first blast of semen erupted from his weapon. He pointed his erupting cock at her heaving breasts and hit his target, soaking her left breast. Wave after wave of hot cum landed on her gorgeous bosom. She relished the feeling of his hot spunk on her skin. Her whole body was on fire from her orgasm.

He stood catching his breath, with his cock slowly wilting. A large string of semen hung from his tip, and his whole tool glistened with her juices. They were both panting uncontrollably. Finally, he composed himself enough to gently take her legs off of his shoulders. He pulled up his underwear and then his trousers. He was moving slowly as if he was under water. He tucked in his shirt and composed himself, re-emerging as the cool, calm professional teacher that was his normal demeanor.

He took in the sight before him. Hailey was a mess. Her hair was all over the place. Her dress was pulled up exposing her bare pussy, which was leaking love juice all over the desk that she was sitting on. It was gaping wide open from being penetrated by such a large member. Her breasts were covered in cum and she was absentmindedly rubbing his seed all over her skin as she quietly moaned. It was one of the most erotic sights that he had ever seen. He cleared his throat to wake her from her nirvana.

"Thank you Hailey, it looks like you got an A on that exam." He turned his back and walked over to his desk. She stood slowly, not knowing what to do. She tugged her dress down over thighs and slipped her hand into the straps, hastily getting dressed. She ran a hand through her fiery locks.

"My next class will be coming in a couple of minutes, so you should go so you don't raise any suspicions," he called over his computer as he typed.

She could feel the front of her dress sticking to the mess that covered her chest and moisture was beginning to run down her leg. Suddenly she realized that this was it, and would never see him again. She couldn't bear not feeling what she had just experienced again.

"That's it?" She was at a total loss.

"Yes, you got an A on your final exam and I see that will give you a C plus in the class. Let's bump that up to a B, since you were such a good sport."

"So am I never going to see you again? " Hailey again questioned incredulously.

"Well, if you don't think you have had enough penance for your little cheating incident, or if you want to learn a little more chemistry, you have my email. Shoot me a message and we can get together to explore other options for you." He winked at her as he rose and walked to her side. He gently led her to the door. Stopping before he opened it, he bent down and whispered in her ear.

"This is just the beginning of the pleasure I can make you feel." He then leaned in and kissed her passionately while slipping a hand under her dress and fingering her wet cunt, making the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.

He opened the door, and with his hand on her back led her out of the class while propping the door open for the next class. He walked in, nonchalantly wiped down her cum-soaked desk, and noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

It was her fluorescent panties. He walked over and picked them up. He put them under his nose and inhaled deeply, relishing in the experience that had just taken place. He was brought back to reality by the ringing of the bell and was able to slip the panties into his coat pocket just as the first student walked in the door.

Halfway through the period, he noticed a young lady in the second row obviously copying off the paper of the boy next to her. Joe gave her a warning stare and went back to work at his desk. The next time he looked up, she was doing it again. He walked over calmly and took her paper. She just put her head down and hid her face under her golden locks.

After the period ended and everyone filed out, she sat at her desk tapping her high-heeled clad shoe.

"Another cheating senior," he thought. "Why is it always the hot ones?" He wondered as he walked up to the buxom, long-legged blonde.

"Do you know why I took away your paper, Suzie?" He put on his best stern teacher face, crossed his arms and waited for her response.

"I was cheating Mr. Thompson. I am so sorry. Hailey told me what the consequences were for cheating, and I am ready for my punishment." She flashed him the most mischievous smile as she pulled her tight t-shirt over her head, revealing the most amazing pair of breasts he could ever imagine.

The End

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Posted by fotisampini
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9 months ago
makes you want to be a teacher doesnt it
11 months ago
great Thanks for the posting
11 months ago
clever ending!!!