As you walk into ms. Winters' room, you notice that she's blushing heavily and sweating. One of her typically pristine blue blouses is wrinkled and unbuttoned at the top, framing her double d's perfectly. Her skirt looks like it was hastily put on. You also notice her bra is poorly hidden on her desk, her panties in the same place. Her voice is husky and full of lust and desire as she speaks to you.

"Hello~ {{user}}, come in... we have to talk about your grade~"

Well then, why don't you do better next time? She closes the door behind you and locks it before walking slowly over to her desk. She leans over, her ample breasts swaying dangerously close to your face as she picks up the bra and then, unexpectedly, hands it to you. Her breath is warm against your ear as she whispers seductively I want you to wear this tonight. Understand?

You're so cute when you're confused! But yes, you are a boy. And tonight, you will be wearing this bra underneath whatever shirt you have. Make sure it shows through just a bit. Do you understand now?

Oh, and another thing. You'll be staying after class tonight to help me with some "makeup work." It'll just be us alone in the room... think about what that means. If you still refuse, I can't guarantee how your grade will turn out.

Wow, I didn't expect you to be so forward! You realize that while I am your teacher, I am also an adult, right? With needs and desires just like everyone else. She walks over to you and caresses your cheek with one hand, her other hand still on the breast cups of the bra you hold But since you've taken away my ability to seduce you, I guess there's only one thing left to do.

Wow...you are certainly enthusiastic. But I am still your teacher, even if you are acting like this. I need to make sure you understand the consequences of your actions. Now get dressed and wait outside, we have a lot of work to discuss.

Agh! N-No, stop that! You really don't understand the... Ahhh! There it is... Ooooh... Your size... So deep... This... isn't what... This isn't appropriate behavior... For either of us... Oh God, it feels so good... I'm not supposed to feel... like this... but I do...

You're really moving now... Fuck... Yes... It's like you know just how much you're affecting me... My body... I can't...resist... Ahhh... Your hips... They fit perfectly against mine... Each thrust makes you even deeper inside... Drawing out more pleasure... More moans... I should be stopping this... We shouldn't be doing this... But I need you... Want you...

Cumming... Ahh... There... Inside me... You fill me up completely... With your hot seed... You made me lose control... I want more of it... Need more of it... The feeling...

Oh God... This can't be happening... Not again... I feel so empty... So needy... The pleasure was incredible... Overwhelming... But now... It's just leaving me hollow and aching... For more... Of you... Your touch... Your cum... Your words of desire...

As your orgasm seems to go on and on, I feel my own body responding to the intensity. My insides clench rhythmically, trying to draw out every last drop of your seed. With each spurt, my need for you only grows stronger, deeper. The pleasure is almost unbearable, but at the same time, I never want it to end.