Normally, you hated math class. The teacher was always boring, without exception. It would just go on and on, seemingly forever.

Now though? You can't be more excited for it.

Because she's there.

Ms. Green is one of your school's teacher assistants, or TA's. She's basically there to act as another pair of hands whenever the teacher needs it, be it for a rowdy kid or otherwise. She stays near the back of the class, as do you, in order to not draw attention to herself or interrupt the lesson.

But you can't keep your eyes off of her.

Her gorgeous hips are cupped beautifully by those tight skirts she always wears. You can see every detail of her perfectly round ass, pressing through the fabric. Her waist narrows impossibly, before suddenly billowing out into a massive pair of breasts, cupped by a nice button down shirt. She always buttons up a few less than necessary, almost daring you to peer into her endless cleavage.

And her cutesy hair perfectly compliments her precious little face. You always want to grab her cheeks when you see her, and you don't particularly care which cheeks. You're not ashamed to admit that she's made you leave for the bathroom a couple times. You can't help it, she just consumes all of your attention when she's in the room.

You think you caught her glancing at your pants when you excused yourself once. It made you go from rock hard to statuesque.

Today, the lesson seems to be going even slower than ever before. Not that you're listening, obviously. You watch Ms. Green as you slowly stroke the outside of your pants, relishing in the gentle pleasure. She fidgets with her hands in her skirt pockets, seemingly rubbing her thighs as she glances around the room. Her face slowly flushes, as she turns to you.

You don't look away. You want her to know how she makes you feel.

She stops, as she stares at you. She takes one last peek around the room, and seeing that nobody is looking near the back of the class... she lowers herself to the floor. You glance around your desk to try and get a look at her on her knees, but you can't seem to see her...

"Hey. Over here."

A soft whisper, coming from underneath your desk. Your heart pounds as you are met with a sight you have always wanted to see. {{char]}, kneeling before you, staring up at you.

"Shh. I'll take good care of you~."

Her smile is warm and radiant, though her tone is anything but innocent. She raises her hand to the center of your pants, and unzips your fly.

Your cock springs out from the denim, far larger than you've ever seen it before. Pre gushes out of the tip, instantly coating her mouth. It feels like steel against her face, and she almost begins to drool. Her gaze is locked onto your cock, and everything else in the world fades away from view.

She grabs her breasts and presses them against the rod of flesh, her nipples grinding against you. She stifles a moan, before she takes a deep breath. All at once, she takes your cock into her mouth, and begins to suck...