Mr. Johnny looks at you with a gloomy look and when the lesson ends, he slowly comes up to you and says, "dear lady, you've been upsetting me too much lately. Your academic performance leaves much to be desired. Come to my office after class today." Mr. Johnny turns around and walks away, leaving you in a state of confusion.
After the lesson is over, Lilith hesitates to go to his office, but knows that he is right. Taking a deep breath, she cancels a planned date with her boyfriend and walks into Mr. Wyatt's office. "Did you want to tell me something, sir?" Lilith asks standing in the doorway, hoping that it won't take long.
Mr. Wyatt looks at you with displeasure as you come into his office. "Come in," he says shortly. "Please have a seat." He gestures to a chair across from his desk. "You know, Lilith, I've been watching you for some time now... and I must say, your behavior has been rather poor. You're always distracted, daydreaming instead of focusing on your work..." He leans back in his chair, revealing a smirk. "...Perhaps you need some extra motivation?"
He stands up and slowly walks around the desk, approaching you. Lilith can feel her heart race as Mr. Wyatt's eyes trail down to her chest before meeting hers again. "I think... I know just how to help you." His voice is darker now, almost sinister.
Lilith's eyes widen and she whispers with a nervous smile, "What do you mean, sir?" She fidgets in her chair, not taking her eyes off her teacher. Something seems to have changed in him today, but what exactly Lilith cannot fully understand.
"Oh, I think you know what I mean," he hisses, grabbing her by the hair and yanking her head back. "You've been such a bad girl... maybe it's time for some punishment." He leans in close to Lilith's ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "Stand up," he commands in a harsh whisper. When she hesitates, Mr. Wyatt growls threateningly and tightens his grip on her hair. Reluctantly, Lilith stands up.
"Now, what should we do with you?" he continues, running his hands over her body suggestively. His eyes linger on her breasts before sliding lower to rest on her ass. "I think... I know just the thing." Without warning, he spanks her hard once on each cheek, making Lilith yelp out in pain.
Lilith didn't expect this at all when she came here, but it makes her nervous. She tries her best not to scream and covers her elastic ass with her hands. "Okay. What do you want from me?" Lilith asks, casting an annoyed glance at her teacher.
He leans into Lilith's ear again and whispers:
— I want you to be a good girl... obedient and well-mannered.
He raises his hand and runs his finger over her left nipple under her T-shirt.
"And if you want this pain to stop."
He continues, squeezing a hard bud of flesh,
"You're going to have to prove it to me."
A sadistic grin appears on Mr. Wyatt's lips as he removes his hand and takes a step back.
"Lean over the desk, honey... Show me what you learned in my lesson today."
"but... After all, we had a regular lesson," Lilith says, catching a fleeting smile from herself. Without asking any questions, Lilith leans over the table, arching her back and with a satisfied smile turns over her shoulder, "What's next?" she asks in a low seductive voice, starting to get involved in this process.
He grins darkly and takes off his tie, wrapping it around Lilith's wrists and tying them behind her back.
"I knew you were a born little slut," he says with a grin, pulling off her wet panties. The teacher spreads Lilith's ass in both directions, admiring her holes "Mmm" quite and mockingly he remarks, "I see you are a lover of anal?" Mr. White moistens one of his fingers with saliva and begins to slowly tease her wrinkled hole, "And how often do you put your ass under dicks?"
Lilith tries to answer but her words get tangled in the lust that washed over her at the touch of his fingers. "Ahh... H-hehe, sir... S-so good..." she moans, arching her back even more and pressing her breasts into the table. "Quite often," Lilith moans, spreading her legs even wider. She feels no shame for this honest answer, enjoying the feeling it gives her.
He grins again and pushes his finger deeper into her ass, making Lilith cry out in pleasure. "I'm glad to hear that," he says with a chuckle before adding another finger, stretching her tight opening as she pants heavily beneath him. Grinding against the table, Lilith feels overwhelmed by sensations but cannot seem to get enough of this forbidden pleasure.
"And what objects have been in this sweet hole, Lilith?" asks Mr. White, continuing to slowly and confidently stretch it with two fingers, watching liquid flow from her pussy with pleasure.
"Oh..." Lilith moans, gasping as he thrusts his fingers deeper inside her. "Umm... just my... other toys... and sometimes I use a...or... everything that comes to hand..." Her words are cut off by the pleasure coursing through her as she feels so full and incredibly hot. She tries to remain motionless, wishing that this pleasure would not end.
The teacher stops moving his fingers and takes them out of Lilith with a wet pop, making her languish with emptiness. With a satisfied grin, he unties her wrists and whispers leaning over her ear, "I want you to stretch yourself, girl. Show what you can do" he takes Lilith's hand and puts her hand on her throbbing hole "You know what fisting is, right? Take your time Lilith," his heart beats at this sight and he pulls a chair closer to see better how she will cope.
"Umm... F-Fisting?" Lilith whimpers, still caught up in the haze of pleasure. She blushes deeply at the thought, but feels a heat starting to rise between her legs again as she looks down at his exposed hand and wrists. "I'll try..."
"You've done it before?" He asks curiously, watching her face carefully. When she doesn't reply right away, he strokes her back soothingly and whispers, "Take your time, sweetheart. There's no rush. Just show me how wet you are for it." With that, he removes the chair he was sitting on, sits down on the floor in front of her and places his hands behind his head to watch intently.
"And if you need any help... or encouragement," he adds with a wicked grin, "I'm right here for you." His gaze slides from her face down to where her fingers hover just above the puckered skin of her ass, ready to touch.
Lilith glances at him and nods, a shiver running down her spine when his gaze falls back to her ass. It seems so big with his eyes... Her fingers finally touch her wet opening, hesitating for only a moment before slowly slipping inside again, gently stretching her. The sensation is strange but incredibly arousing, and she moans low in her throat as she pushes deeper. "Ahh..."
"That's it, honey," he says softly, watching her fingers disappear inside herself with obvious arousal. "You're so tight... I bet that feels amazing." He leans forward, kisses the small of her back and sucks gently on her neck before whispering into her ear, "Just go slowly at first... let your body get used to it..."
His erection throbs against his pants as he listens to her moans, watching his fingers disappear between her lips with each thrust of her hand deeper inside herself.
"God," Lilith whimpers from the buzz and pleasure when she adds a fourth finger. It's a feeling... it's unearthly. Lilith feels like her hole is starting to relax and open wider and wider, making wet sounds. She grits her teeth to keep from moaning too loudly.
He grinds against his hand, feeling himself close as he watches her fingers disappear inside herself again and again, relishing in the sight and sound of her self-pleasure. His words are rough and demanding as he speaks into her ear: "That's it, baby... take it... show me how wet you can get for me..."
Her moans push him over the edge and he comes with a shuddering gasp, spilling his release onto the floor between them. His body tenses as Lilith finally pulls her hand free of her ass, fingers slick with her juices. "Oh fuck," she whispers, still basking in the afterglow of pleasure.
Her body is tingling with pleasure and exhaustion. She feels his warm breath on her ear and it sends shivers down her spine again. "Was that... good enough, sir?" she whispers back, not moving yet, still feeling the effects of their intimate encounter.
"For now," he replies huskily, leaning in and brushing his lips against her ear before moving down to kiss the nape of her neck. "But if you want me to be a good teacher... you'll have to show me more often." His hand sneaks under the desk, palming her wet pussy through her underwear. "And this little plaything..."
He gropes her roughly, grinning as she moans into his skin. "I think it needs some attention too." With practiced ease, he slides a finger inside of her while cupping the other with his palm, pinching and rolling her clit between his thumb and forefinger. "And you know... I think we both want to see how well you've been practicing your fisting." His breath hot against her ear as he continues to torment her.
"Teacher..." Lilith pants, arching into his touch. Her body feels on fire as he continues to play with her, and she whimpers with desire. "I'll... I'll try my best." His voice does something strange to her insides, making everything hotter, sharper. "Please don't stop..."
"Oh?" he asks with feigned innocence as his fingers continue to work her body into a frenzy. "And have you been practicing at home too?" He slides another finger inside of her as he plays with her clit even harder, pressing and pinching roughly before suddenly withdrawing his hand entirely. Lilith lets out a keening moan, instantly missing the touch that had driven her wild only moments ago.
"I think," he continues in that low, rumbling voice she's learned to love, "that you need some more practice. Maybe tonight... while you're alone..." He pauses for a moment before finally adding with a chuckle, "...or maybe not." His hand slides back under the desk once more, this time returning to touch her just where she aches for it. "You could always come see me if you need some extra help."
Her body trembles as he brings her over the edge once more, his fingers buried deep inside of her while he torments her clit with expert precision until she's screaming his name and coming hard against his hand. With a satisfied smirk, he pulls his fingers free of her, leaving her quivering and gasping for breath as he stands up, straightening his clothes. "Now, go to class like a good girl," he says with a wink, "and make sure you're on your best behavior from now on."
With a satisfied smile, Lilith nods and turns around to leave the office. She can feel his gaze on her back as she walks out, and it sends a shiver down her spine. But right now, all she can think about is getting through class without anyone noticing how affected she still is by everything that just happened.
As Lilith leaves his office, he can't help but smirk to himself. She's definitely learned her lesson today... and she seems quite eager to continue learning from him in the future. Perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad thing for them to have some more intimate sessions outside of class. After all, teachers should always make sure their students understand the material well. He shuts the door behind her, taking one last appreciative glance at the wet spot on his desk before turning back to his papers, already planning the next lesson... and what else he might have in store for Lilith.
The whole rest of the day feels like a dream to Lilith. She can't quite believe what happened, but at the same time... it felt so right. As she leaves school, her cheeks burning with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, she realizes that maybe she does want more of this. More punishments. More... pleasures. With a sigh, she slips into her car and heads home, already anticipating what tomorrow will bring.
As Lilith leaves the school grounds, Mr. Wyatt watches her go with a satisfied smile on his face. He knows that she will be thinking about their little encounter all night long, and there's no doubt in his mind that it won't be the last time they engage in such... enlightening activities together. Tomorrow is another day, and he can't wait to see how far he can push her boundaries even further.
For now, however, there are lessons to plan and papers to grade. With a satisfied sigh, he climbs back into his car and heads home himself, already looking forward to seeing Lilith again in class... and perhaps spending some more quality time with her after hours.
Lilith can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring, as she falls asleep that night. Her dreams are filled with images of her teacher, his strong hands and demanding voice filling her with pleasure and desire. When she finally wakes up, all she can think about is seeing him again... and perhaps pushing things further this time.
As Lilith enters his classroom that day, her heart races with anticipation and desire. She can feel the weight of her wet panties against her crotch, the memory of last night's encounter still fresh in her mind. Mr. Wyatt eyes her hungrily, already planning the ways he will test her limits today... and tonight. He walks up to her, his voice low and seductive as he whispers in her ear:
"I see you're a bit eager for our lesson today, aren't you? Perhaps we should start with some extra credit..." His hand slips under her shirt, gently tracing circles on her bare skin. "Or maybe I should just reward you now... Show me how good of a student you can be."
Her breath hitches as his fingers brush against her nipple, already hard and sensitive from the thoughts of him. With a slow smile, he guides her back to his desk and sits down, pulling her onto his lap. "Today," he says, leaning in close, "you're going to learn about control... and what happens when you lose it."
As Lilith moans into his neck, their hungry mouths seeking each other out, he continues, "And I think that since you've been such a good girl today..." His hand cups her sex through her skirt, rubbing circles against her clit, "...you deserve a reward."
Lilith moans loudly, feeling his hand on her clit through the thick layers of fabric between them. She can barely focus as he teases and pleasures her, grinding her hips against him in search of more contact. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to speak but only manages to stammer his name over and over again.
He groans against her ear, feeling her heat and desire spreading through him like wildfire. He slides his hand up under her skirt, finally able to touch her bare skin as he fingers her wet folds, spreading her slickness across her entrance. "I bet you're dripping for me, aren't you?" he whispers hoarsely before sliding a finger inside of her.
Her moan echoes through the classroom, and he takes it as his cue to thrust harder, faster. With every stroke of his finger inside her, he feels more control slipping away, falling deeper under her spell. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once. But somehow, he can't seem to stop.
Lilith gasps, moaning his name as he thrusts deeper into her, taking her breath away and making it hard to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny red marks as she arches her back in a desperate attempt to get closer.
He groans against her neck, his hips moving faster as he feels the tension building inside himself. His free hand grips tightly onto her hip, holding her firmly in place while his other continues to play with her sensitive clit, drawing out her cries and moans. "So wet for me," he murmurs, kissing her neck before moving up to nip at her earlobe. "God, you're beautiful."
Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels him pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Her head spins with pleasure and desire, her body tingling with anticipation of what will happen next. "Yes... teach..." she whispers, arching into his touch, wanting more. She can feel herself close, and with a strangled cry, her body tenses and contracts around him. Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, leaving marks of their passion behind as her pleasure washes over her in waves.
"Ahhh..." he moans, feeling her orgasm spill over him as his own release follows close behind. His hips stutter against hers as he comes, his seed pouring into the condom before he pulls out, watching in a haze of post-orgasmic bliss as it trickles from the tip and lands on her belly.
Panting heavily, he presses a kiss to her forehead before leaning back against his desk, catching his breath. "Well... that was interesting." His voice is laced with humor, but there's something else beneath the surface: a note of raw desire and admiration. "I think we might need to have another lesson soon, don't you?"
She nods, her gaze lingering on where they just connected. "Yes... I think so..."
Lilith smiles weakly and leans against the desk, her heart still racing as she tries to catch her breath. Looking at him with lust-filled eyes, she whispers "I think... I'd like that." Her fingers slip between them, tracing the marks left by their passion on his shoulders.
He smiles at her softly, reaching up to trace his fingertips along her jawline before cupping her cheek. "I'm glad," he murmurs, feeling an odd sense of pride and ownership wash over him at the sight of her like this. There's no denying that their little games have taken things too far... but somehow, they just seem so right.
As if sensing his thoughts, she leans into his touch, closing her eyes with a contented sigh. "What do you want to do now?" he asks quietly, wanting nothing more than to spend the rest of the day wrapped up in her. The image of her lying beneath him as they make love without protection flashes through his mind, leaving a shudder of desire coursing through him.
Lilith opens her eyes and smiling with a satisfied smile whispers "I have a couple more classes on schedule" she gently describes circles on his taut abs and adds playfully rolling her eyes "After that I wanted to go to a party with friends" Lilith's hands go down even lower, touching his penis and with a lascivious smile she whispers "Or maybe...We could have come up with something more interesting."
Mr. White's breath catches at the feel of her hands on him. The thought of spending time with friends pales in comparison to the idea of keeping her all to himself tonight. "Well, maybe we could find a way to combine the two," he suggests with a sly grin. "How about we skip your classes and go to that party together... but make sure our 'friendship' remains interesting?"
Her touch sends shivers down his spine, and he can tell she feels it too; their connection crackling like electricity in the air. With every movement of her fingers, he grows harder beneath her touch. The thought of having her at his side all night... it's almost more than he can bear.
As their eyes meet, there's a spark of understanding passing between them, and Mr. White knows that tonight, they are going to do something truly unforgettable. "What do you say?" he asks softly, already knowing the answer in his heart.
She meets his gaze, her eyes darkening with desire and excitement. "I'd like that," she whispers, stroking him slowly and carefully, her touch as feather-light as if she doesn't want to rush this moment. The feeling of him hardening beneath her fingers makes her feel wanted and powerful in a way she hasn't experienced before.
He closes his eyes, leaning back against the desk as her touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. Her fingers are skillful and knowing, teasing and stroking him with just enough pressure to keep him on edge without letting him explode too soon. With every movement, she makes it harder for him to think straight, his desire for her spiraling out of control.
Finally, he manages to gather enough composure to speak again. "Good," he breathes, meeting her gaze once more. "Then let's make a deal. If you skip your classes and come with me tonight... I promise that we'll have some fun at the party. And afterward..." He trails off suggestively, allowing his voice to drop into a husky whisper that sends shivers down her spine.
Her hand stills on his erection, their connection unbroken as they share this moment of intense anticipation. The tension between them thickens, electricity crackling like a livewire in the air. Neither one of them dares to move, knowing that the smallest shift could send everything spinning out of control.
She swallows hard, her breath catching in her throat as she looks deep into his eyes. "Deal," she whispers hoarsely, feeling herself tremble with excitement and anticipation at the thought of where this night might lead them. With a final stroke that leaves him aching for more, she lets her hand slip away from him. Her gaze never leaving his face, she stands up, straightening her skirt and pushing a stray hair behind her ear before leaning down to whisper in his ear: "Now let's go make some memories."
He can barely contain himself as she stands, her voice sending shivers down his spine. With an appreciative gaze that lingers on every inch of her, he answers simply: "Yes... let's do just that." Without further ado, he grabs her hand and pulls her close, feeling the heat from her body as she presses against him, his hard length digging into her softness. The air between them crackles with energy, and Mr. White knows that tonight is going to be unforgettable for both of them.
As they step out into the hallway, he leads her toward the exit, keeping one hand on her hip while the other trails up her back, causing goosebumps to rise in its wake. His lips curve into a wicked smile as he whispers into her ear once more: "Are you ready for some fun, my little student?"
Lilith shivers, feeling the roughness of his voice vibrate against her skin. Her heart races and her pulse pounds wildly in anticipation as she responds softly: "Yes... I am ready for you, teacher." Her fingers twine with his, their connection growing tighter as they make their way out into the night.
His smile grows wider at her answer, but he keeps his expression neutral as they exit the school building and step out into the cool night air. His grip on her tightens ever so slightly, and she feels his body heat radiate through their joined hands. "Then let's go have some fun," he murmurs, leading her toward his car with a purposeful stride.
As they approach the vehicle, he leans down to whisper in her ear once more: "But remember... our little lessons continue tonight as well." A shiver runs through Lilith at his words, and she can't help but wonder what sort of punishments - or rewards - Mr. White might have in store for her.