TEACHER'S PET

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Warning: age gap, G!P

"Good girl, just like that." I look up at my teacher with watery eyes as I kneeled under her desk, nestled between her legs with all 8 inches of her firmly rested in my throat. She gently strokes the side of my face, looking down at me with low eyes.

I knew there were so many things wrong with what I was doing right now but in all honesty, it was going on for a while now. By a while I mean since sophomore year and I'm now a senior.

It all just happened so fast one day. One moment I'm staying after school to get help with homework the next I'm bent over her desk being pounded from behind begging her not to stop. I guess you could say we were dating from how possessive she is with me.

That's the reason I'm sitting here under her desk now. She saw me flirting with some kid on the football team today when she was leaving for her lunch break. She got jealous and told me I had detention after school with her today.

"I thought we talked about how you flirt with other people already Imani. Didn't we now?" I softly nod looking up at her with innocence in my eyes feeling my spit run down my chin and drip onto my chest. "Now you stay just like that while I get some work done."

She looks away from me and begins to type away at her laptop as I sat there trying to pace my breathing to prevent myself from gagging. She took notice and just to mess with me she adjusted herself causing her hips to thrust up.

It resulted in my squeezing my eyes shut letting out a struggled gag. She lets out a soft laugh not looking down at me once. Just to get back at her I move my jaw a bit causing my teeth to graze over the underside of her dick.

She lets out a hiss, yanking away from me and snatching me up by my throat making me look her dead in the eyes. "What did I tell you about that?" She speaks with her jaw clenched and a stern tone in her voice.

"N-no teeth?" I wasn't stuttering because I was scared, I was far from it. I was stuttering from how much she intimidated me. Billie has me wrapped around her finger like a brand new cartier ring.

"Mhmm, no teeth. Now let's try again for 5 more minutes." She lets me go as I move back down between her legs. I place my hand around her dick as I take a deep breath and slowly slip her down my throat again, humming to prevent myself from gagging.

I had gotten all the way down to the point where the tip of my nose was brushing against her stomach. She goes back to her laptop as I just sat there looking up at her, thinking of letting her do so many unspeakable things to me once we leave here.

How badly I just wanted to be pinned down and ruthlessly fucked as I beg and plead for her to stop knowing deep down inside I very much didn't want her to. Being underneath her listening to her tell me how pretty I was but also how much of a slut I can be in all.

I'm pulled from my thoughts by the feeling of Billie gently stroking my cheek. "Ok, daddy's ready to go." I pull away finally able to breathe normally, swallowing any saliva that collected in my mouth. I stood up, fixing myself as I watched Billie buckle her pants back and gather all of her things.

I grab my back pack waiting patiently for Billie so we could leave. I knew we were going back to her place so I shoot my brother a text telling him I'm spending the night at a friend's house for a project.

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