Ms. Red

“MMM,” she moans, “I love how you use your tongue like that.” With her long legs stretched down to the floor, her butt supporting most of her weight, with one hand stretched behind her gripping the end of the desk, the other hand twisting over his head with her fingers entwined in his hair. “Oh god,” she moans, “this is so kinky.”

Kinky because she’s never fucked a student before. Not one of hers anyway. The boy who’s got his tongue tied in her throbbing wet pussy is only 18 years old and a charming little shy guy in her 2nd period Math class. See, he doesn’t understand Math. He’s always failing and falling behind. Paying too much attention to her big juicy tits or imaginging what it’d be like to sink his cock all the way into that big juicy ass.

For punishment she’s made him get on his knees like the whore he is and suck her pussy dry. “Dry, or untill I’ve cumed on your face five times, got it?” Not that it’s punishment either, she’s absolutely stunning and far too good-looking to be a teacher at this measly public school. Should be in Playboy, but the damn woman had dreams growing up, so she’s here... doing what she can, following her dreams. And getting her pussy eaten, for the 4th orgasm now --by quite a handsome young man. Very handsome indeed.

Reaching the 5th orgasm, she brings her left leg up and lowers it onto his shoulder. He’s moaning and his cock is utterly oozing in pre-cum. He’s ready to orgasm without anything touching his cock yet. There, moaning into her hot pussy. He takes peeks up at her heaving body.

After the second orgasm, she unbuttoned her white blouse. That infamous white blouse. Infamous for the button’s straining. “Will her shirt explode?” Was why it was famous! Her breasts were rather large D’s. Not double-D’s, but verrry large D’s. The most amazing tits you’d possibly imagine. Those tits made that blouse infamous.

His eyes have been blessed at the sight of her without the blouse. Underneath was an ultra-sexy black bra... very simple, yet low-cut. So her tits were practically spilling out the top. No wonder everytime she took a step, or walked across the room, it was certainly a sight to thank God for.

So there he was, about to send another erruption up her body. His eyes stayed open now, staring above at her breasts begining to heave more and more outwards with every gasp of breath. Her face staring into the ceiling. Her mouth open; full red lips wide open sucking in the air, pushing it back out. Such amazing lips. Maybe next punishment would revolve around those amazingly full lips of hers. Always red. Always lush.

Her hand gripping onto his hair now. “Oh god,” she starts speaking in moans again, “fuck... keep flicking..mmmmmm.” More moaning, her other leg risen and plopped onto his shoulder. Wrapping her legs around his head now. She had such amazing silky legs. The perfect set of theighs meeting with her sexy wide hips.

He begun to lose control, sucking and fucking her pussy with his toungue. His toungue was so sore now, but the sight of her heaving body was all worth it. Eventually she shook in erruption, exploding in orgasm. Screaming into the air as his tongue darted as far as he could push it in. Reaching down he quickly undid his pants. Racing his zipper down, tugging his underwear beneath his balls... he jolted upwards, getting onto his feet now.

Her eyes brightening like lightning as he instantly shot upward and rammed his throbbing cock as deep as he possibly could into her spasming, quivering pussy. “OH GODDD” he grunted, screaming, “YOUR PUSSY IS SOOOOO...” He reached to her breasts and took a large handfull of one. With his other hand he grabbed the back of her head, taking a handful of hair, bringing her face up to his as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. Groaning, moaning into her mouth as he thrust his cock deep into her, in and out. The cold air of every release wrapping around his cock, giving reason for pumping her harder and faster, with everything in him until.....

He woke up.

The clock reading 2 am. Waking up with the hardest cock in the universe was a gift of his. Or maybe the biggest curse in the universe, never actually being able to use it. His name was Tim, and he’d been fantasizing about Ms. Red for the past 2 years now. She had been teaching at the high school for 2 years. Teaching Math, of course. The tinyest detail about her, he’d be in love with.

How Ms. Red wore those sexy reading glasses when correcting papers. How she’d chew on a pencil while reading something. How she blinked softly and lengthy. How she breathed. How she always wore her hair down. How she walked. How the skin on her face was perfect, or even when it was imperfect and how she’d hide a pimple. Everything about Ms. Red was perfect for Tim. Everything. So much so, that his love had turned into lust. More so now, what with these sexual dreams of her playing the dominant role of turning him into a slut. Her slut.

He showered and went off to school. That day she wore a black leather skirt, about 6 inches above her knees, yet tightly wrapped around her. Cupping her ass perfectly. Big, round and juicy... that was her ass. Damn near perfect. The leather would strain from side to side as she walked from her desk to the desk of a student. Again, with her white blouse that strained at her breasts. Her silky blonde hair that reached down to her chest. Red lipstick. Red fingernails. Red high heels.

Every boy in the class grew fixated on her huge tits as she talked about the chalkboard. Only the girls listened, and even then they were generally jealous of their boyfriends oogling over Ms. Red’s huge globes (of tits, or ass..didn’t matter) to care about classwork. Some say she hasn’t been fired yet because she “handled” the principal so well.

After several long classes, all day long, Ms. Red sat at her desk after school --reading over papers. And, she heard a gentle knock coming from the inner door. Tim was on the otherside, taking in deep breaths of nervousness. When she opened the door, her face turned to delight, and so did his. “Tim!” She says, “pleasant surprise, what brings you to my classroom after school. Shouldn’t you be off with friends?”

After a smile and a giggle, Tim assures her that he’s only there to ask her something about something she mentioned earlier about a Math assignment. “Okay,” she smiles, holding the door, stretching her arm out in the process. Her breasts bulging outwards in the process, too. Trying not to stare, Tim walked past her and into the classroom. He swore he heard her locking the door behind him. Turning around at her, he catches her pulling her set of keys out of the doorknob, “you trying to lock me in?”

She jokes, “Wouldn’t want ya to get away!” He takes a seat at of one of the desks in front of hers. “So what did you come here to ask me?” Ms. Red takes a seat directly in front of him at the edge of her desk. “Wow,” he says, “up close you’re like... the hottest woman on the face of this planet.” “Excuse me?” “Sorry,” he replies, embarassed, “I mean, you look great today. I never mention it. I’m not sure if anyone does. So...You look great! Anyway, the question I have is... is it really page 42 or 36? I swore I did 36 already, but you noted that some of us do 36...so...”

Ms. Red replies, “I think you look pretty darn good too, Tim. Really sexy most of the time. I really dig a shy guy. So cute. You don’t look too shy right now though. It’s really hot.” Hearing that, Tim was ready to pass out or at least die of a heart attack. His face quickly flushed with so much blood you’d probably think his head evolved into a cherry. “See how cute you are?” Ms. Red continues, “you’re face is turning red. Realizing I think you’re a hot young man, huh?” She giggles lightly, uncrossing her legs. Swearing he’s caught a peek of her red panties underneath, he grows stiff.

“They all stare at my tits,” she says, “I see you stare at my face, or my legs, or my ass, even my hands...” He coughs, “are you really saying this? Or am I about to wake up?” “Thinking this is just a fantasy? Well Timmy, this is another enormous fantasy of mine. Fucking a student. My god... I’ve dreamed of this for years now. I sit in my bathtub at night, lusting for this moment... touching you... feeling your hands on me...Oh god, I’m so wet right now.” With that, she pushes herself off the desk.

He’s nervous, out-of-thought and just staring at her walk up to him. She leans down, saying “Don’t be afraid. I’ve seen it in your eyes, you want this too. You need this, like I do. Put your hands on me.” Tim reaches over and places his hand onto her shoulder, slowly rubbing. She reaches in and grabs his other hand... guiding it to her left breast. Feeling it through the silk of her blouse, his cock shoots to instant hardness, fully thickened and throbbing. As he gently squeezes, his eyes shut in total lust. “I can feel your bra,” he sighs, “and your breast,” he says, “it feels so...” he moans, “so mmmm... so good!”

Ms. Red grins, now down on her knees in front of him; he’s still seated at the desk. With one hand on her shoulder, and one hand cupping, groping and squeezing at her huge tit... Ms. Red places her hand onto his leg. He can feel where the bra ends and her flesh begins. His cock throbbing, pulsating with pre-cum it’s nearly staining his pants. She giggles when she finally meets his cock. “Wow” she says “much bigger than I thought it’d be.”

“Likewise,” he moans, still only playing with her left tit. Finally, he removes his other from his shoulder and meets up with the side of her neck. With that, he stares at her face, then to her full lips. Her glossy, full lips -- begging to be kissed and sucked... so he rushes in and kisses her lips, sucking her upper lip into his mouth. She kisses him in return, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. They moan into each other as she releases his belt, unzips his zipper and reaches into his underwear. “Oh god,” he moans, finally releasing her mouth from his, “my cock is so hard right now it hurts.” It pulsates in her soft hand. “Just rub it...” he sighs, “just rub it a little. Please.” She clutches it in her fist, slowly pumping downwards, till the edge of her hand meets his balls. “MMMmmmm” he groans, “don’t stop... give it...more... faster..harrrrd!”

Now fisting his cock harder, Ms. Red stares lustfully into his face. His eyes shut tightly as he drops his head backwards in a grunt. “I...” he says, then shouts -- “no no! Stop stop!” She grips the tip of his cock and feels his cock twitch, attempting to shoot cum out. Her hand so tight, it stops his cock from leaking anything. He shakes and jolts around in the desk, with his dick fisted in Ms. Red’s hand.

After 30 seconds of this, his cock stops attempting to shoot. She releases, to find a small glob of cum run out of him, rippling down his thick shaft. “Holy shit,” he says, huge smile on his face, “that was so amazing. I don’t even think I cummed.”

“Well,” she says, “now for your assignment. It’s page 42. Please come to class with it tomorrow or you’ll be punished. Alright?” And she smiles as she snaps his underwear back up, zipping his pants up, and fastening his belt back up for him. “You’ll remember, won’t you?”

Standing herself up again, she re-adjusts her skirt. Tucks her breasts back into place and... leans down and gives him a warm passionate kiss. “You fuck up and forget to bring that assignment here... just wait and see what’s waiting for you.. just wait and see!”