Extra Credit: Teacher's Pet

Chrissy adjusted her skirt under the desk. Sitting in Mr. Erickson's class was always a little torturous. She admired the way he strode around the room, a piece of chalk in his hand, talking with authority on whatever subject matter they were learning that day.

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It was the tie. She could not help fantasizing about his tie. It drove her crazy when he absent-mindedly ran his hand up it, adjusting the knot at his collar. Somehow she wanted to adjust it for him. Loosen it up, slip it over his head, and...

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"Chrissy?" Mr. Erickson's voice cut into her daydreaming sharply.

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"Yes?" she said, embarrassed to be caught.

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"Perhaps you'd like to answer my question?"

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She blushed, realizing she had missed whatever it was he asked of her. "Um, I'm sorry, sir, can you please repeat it?"

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"Chrissy, I expect you to pay attention in class. I shouldn't have to repeat myself. You should be listening to me. Please meet me after school to discuss your behavior and your grade."

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"Yes, sir." She looked down as her face flushed. If he only knew the thoughts that were running through her head.

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She reached down and nervously tugged at her knee socks. She glanced up and caught Mr. E. looking at her. She realized her legs were parted and that her teacher had a clear view of her white-pantied crotch. She bit her lip as a wave of excitement rippled through her. She boldly parted her legs wider and glanced up, seeing him look directly up her skirt. She felt the moisture forming at the crotch of her cotton panties. She wiggled in her chair and crossed her legs, feeling a pressure build as he glanced up from her panties and caught her eye briefly and then turned away and carried on with his lesson.

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When the bell rang, Chrissy hurried to the restroom. Locking herself in a stall, she leaned up against it. Lifting her skirt, she slid her fingers into her panties, rubbing her sweet pink wetness until she started to cum, rocking and biting her lip so the other girls would not hear her. "Ohhhmmm..." she whisper-moaned as the wetness was released and the dizziness came and then subsided. She could not wait until the end of the day. To stand next to her fantasy... her teacher.

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The door to his classroom was closed. Chrissy took a deep breath and gently knocked. "Come in," he said, and she walked into the classroom.

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"Hello Chrissy. Why don't you be a good girl and lock the door behind you so we can talk without interruption? Can you do that for me?"

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"Yes, sir," Chrissy said as she locked the door and swallowed hard. Her hands were shaking.

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"Sit down," he said, pointing to a desk in the front row. She did as she was told, wondering what he was going to say to her... do to her.

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"Now Chrissy, it seems to me that you are having some difficulty focusing in class. Your grades are slipping because you are not concentrating on your work. It's nearing the end of the term, and I think in order for you to get your grades up, it's time you did something for extra credit. I might have to begin tutoring you one-on-one as well."

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"Yes sir, I'd love the chance to earn extra credit," she said, eager to please him, to show him what a good student she was.

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He stood in front of the desk, a few feet away from her, and his eyes roamed over her young body.

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"And while we're talking about your behavior, I've noticed you acting out in class lately. I suppose you think you're cute, spreading your legs for me in class and distracting me while I'm trying to teach, don't you?"

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She turned red and looked down. "I..."

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"I suppose you think you're a pretty little whore, hmmm?"

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He walked around his desk and sat in his chair. "Well? Now you're here all alone with me, and I want to see what exactly you're going to do to earn that extra credit, young lady."

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She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the heat that was spreading throughout her body. Her nipples hardened, and she watched as he noticed her body responding to his words.

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"Spread your legs for me," he ordered.

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She opened her legs as he gazed at her intently.

 

"Now, slide your panties down and open your legs wide so I can see your sweet pussy."

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She slid her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, wiggling in her seat. Once her panties were off, she spread her legs wide, vulnerable to his hungry gaze.

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"That's it," he said. "Now take off your top and your bra so I can look at those beautiful breasts. Keep your little skirt and socks on, but let me see your breasts."

She pulled her top over her head and nervously unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Gooseflesh formed as she shivered in anticipation.

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"Now, touch your pussy for me, Chrissy."

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She slid her fingers inside her tight wetness, pushing them in and out, biting her lip, trying not to cry with pleasure. She watched as he took out his big cock and began stroking himself. She had never watched a man masturbate before, and it took her over the edge. She started cumming in waves, her voice a muffled moan as she felt the wetness pour out of her. Shaking, she let out a little cry of pleasure, causing her teacher to groan.

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"Come here, Chrissy," Mr. E. said gruffly.

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She stood on trembling legs and walked to him.

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"Get on your knees like a good girl and give my cock some attention," he ordered.

She knelt before him and placed her lips to his cock, licking nervously at first, and then, when he placed his hands on her head and thrust into her, she began suckling eagerly, wanting to please him. She loved feeling his cock in her mouth, knowing she was pleasing him. He wound his fingers through her hair and thrust harder, causing her to gag for a moment, and she pulled back, but then returned to him and continued, feeling him throb in her mouth. She reached down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy, causing herself to cum as she moaned her pleasure around his cock.

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He pulled her from him and ordered her to bend over his desk. He seemed to have an air of urgency about him now.

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She bent over his desk, her pert ass in the air, as he lifted her little skirt, exposing her to him, to do what he wanted. She expected to feel him thrust into her but was jolted when she felt a sharp swat on her ass.

 

"Oohh!!" she screamed, half in pain, half in pleasure. Looking back, she watched as he gave her ass another sharp swat with the ruler. She was ashamed to feel the wetness he caused dripping down her thighs. He gave her a few more swats, leaving red marks on her ass, then running the ruler up her inner thighs.

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"Hmm, what is this?" He slid his hand between her thighs and felt her soaking cunt, slipping two fingers inside her as he leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Oh, you like that, don't you? You ARE a little whore, aren't you?"

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"Yes!" she cried. "Please..."

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He got behind her and grabbed her hips, thrusting his hard cock in her tight pussy, causing her to gasp in surprise and momentary pain.

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"Oohh, it feels soooooo good..." She did not know what to say; her body was in sensory overload.

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He reached up and placed his hand around her mouth. "Ssshhhhhhh!! Quiet... we can't have anyone coming in here now, can we?" He kept his hand over her mouth and began fucking her hard, causing her hips to ache and her pussy to throb. She began to cum, struggling against his weight, nearly biting his hand, aching to scream in pleasure. She rocked against him, her pussy squeezing his cock, until she felt him erupt inside her in a hot, sticky release as they both collapsed together on the desk.

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The tears falling from her eyes as she tried to absorb the overwhelming feelings and sexual stimulation, he pulled from her and gathered her into his arms. He helped her get dressed and wrapped his arms around her protectively, possessively.

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"Now, this is our little secret, Chrissy."

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"Yes, sir," she said, looking up at him.

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"Meet me before school tomorrow morning so we can discuss this some more, okay, sweet girl? You know you are MY pet now, don't you?" He kissed her lips and guided her to the door.

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"Yes, sir, I love being teacher's pet. I will come back in the morning, and you can give me my next assignment."

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"You are SUCH a good pet."

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With that, she walked out the door and down the hall, wondering what he could possibly want to do to her next and knowing it was going to be a very promising final term.