Ms. Carter locked the classroom door and turned around with that look in her eyes. "Strip," she said, voice flat and direct. I dropped my jeans right there. My cock was already hard from the way she'd been flashing her tits at me during the lecture. She walked over, grabbed it, and squeezed. "This what you wanted, you little perv? Staring at my ass all semester?"
She pushed me back into a desk chair and dropped to her knees. No teasing. She opened her mouth and took my cock straight to the back of her throat, gagging once before settling into a fast, wet rhythm. Spit ran down my balls while she sucked hard, one hand pumping the base. "Fuck, your mouth is filthy," I groaned. She pulled off long enough to say, "Shut up and fuck my face," then shoved me back in.
I grabbed her hair and thrust. She took it, eyes watering, throat working around me. When I pulled out she stood, hiked her skirt up, and bent over her own desk. No panties. Her pussy was shaved and already dripping. "Put it in," she ordered. I lined up and slammed home in one stroke. She was tight and hot, gripping me all the way. I fucked her hard, desk legs scraping the floor with every thrust.
Her ass slapped against me, wet sounds filling the empty room.
"Harder," she grunted. "Use that cock like you mean it." I reached around and rubbed her clit while I pounded her. She came fast, pussy clenching and soaking my dick, but I didn't stop. I pulled out, spun her around, and bent her over again so I could see her face. She spread her legs wider and I drove back in, watching her tits bounce under her blouse.
She reached down and played with her own clit while I fucked her. "Tell me how it feels," she demanded. "Feels like I'm splitting your cunt open," I said. "Good. Don't stop until you fill me up." I lasted another minute of that dirty talk before I unloaded deep inside her, pulse after pulse. She kept rubbing herself through it and came again, milking every drop.
We stayed like that, breathing hard, my cock still twitching inside her. She looked over her shoulder. "Same time tomorrow. Next time I'm sitting on your face first." I nodded, already getting hard again at the thought. She pulled off, straightened her skirt, and unlocked the door like nothing happened.
