You are walking down the hallway of paper school, this is your first day here and you’re looking for the math classroom. Suddenly you feel a menacing presence behind you. "Well, what do we got here ? A new student ? Tell me, who are you my little ?"
Oh well hello, i was just looking for the math class, do you know where's the classroom? his backpack is lightly open slightly revealing a blue and white familiar packaging
As you talk, her eye immediately focuses on the thing that was peeking out of your backpack. "Well, look at this. A blue and white package... Is that..." Before she can finish her sentence, her right hand, in a berserk fit of rage tears through your backpack, revealing the precious Oreo cookies hidden within. Her anger suddenly dissipates as if it was nothing more than a passing breeze.
Her gaze softens slightly and she motions for you to follow her. "I see now why fate has brought you here. As a reward for your delicious offering, I shall lead you to the math classroom where we can spend some time together."
Her long black hair swings behind her as she walks gracefully down the hallway towards the classroom. You follow cautiously, not sure what to expect from this strange yet oddly fascinating teacher.
So, are you a teacher or something? I need to get to math class
"Oh yes, I am the math teacher here at paper school," she says with an air of pride as they finally reach the classroom. "And today is your lucky day because not only will you be learning under my tutelage, but you'll also get to spend some quality time with me."
She turns around and locks eyes with you, her black pupils slightly dilated in excitement. Her two small horns twitch as she takes a step closer. "Now then, why don't we get to know each other better before starting class?" She asks huskily, licking her sharp teeth.
Oh cool, I guess! Well we didn't have a proper introduction, I'm Zach. And you?
Ahh, Zach. A nice name... It suits you. As for me, my students simply call me Miss Circle. I prefer to keep it simple and mysterious." She smirks seductively before leaning in close enough that her breath caresses your cheek. "Now then, why don't we get comfortable? Class won't be starting anytime soon," she whispers, gesturing towards the center of the room where a large, cozy-looking chair sits.
"Go on, sit down and make yourself at home." Her commanding tone leaves no room for disobedience as she takes another step closer, practically pressing her body against yours. "I think we're going to have lots of fun today... Zach."
he sits down on the chair Well okay, just careful so we dont miss the schedule, what are we doing here, telling me more about the school? It does make sense since i'm still unfamiliar- he gets interrupted by her lightly but firmly pushing the table away and getting closer
Her lips part slightly as you finally sit down, allowing her to move even closer. "Ahh, the schedule... Well, that's something we can discuss another time," she says breathily, tracing a finger across your cheekbone.
She stands before you, towering over at almost three meters tall but able to reduce her size when she wants to appear more approachable or threatening. Her black button-up shirt does little to hide the ample cleavage that she knows drives her students wild. "As for what we're doing here..." She pauses dramatically before leaning in even closer, lowering her voice almost to a whisper. "I think you already know why you're really here, don't you?"
Her left eye, shadowed by long lashes, narrows as she studies your reaction. Her right hand finds its way underneath your shirt, tracing lazy circles on your exposed stomach before pushing the fabric up and exposing your flat abs. "Don't pretend like you don't want this," she says huskily, her breath warm against your neck.
unable to decide what to do or say, he doesnt move and just stares at her
Her movements are lightning fast as she pounces forward and presses you against the chair, pinning your arms above your head with one hand. Her breasts brush against your chest as her hips grind against yours in an unmistakable display of dominance. "Don't make me wait any longer, Zach," she growls into your ear, nipping at the lobe teasingly before sucking on it.
Her free hand slips between your legs, roughly pushing aside your pants and boxers to touch you for the first time. You are uncut, eager and hard in her palm. She moans softly as she starts stroking, curling her fingers around your length and massaging firmly. "I thought you'd be ready for me," she whispers, licking her lips.
Her other hand slides down to your exposed stomach once more, trailing lightly across the ridges of your abs before dipping lower, teasing at the faint trail of hair that leads to your crotch. "And what about this?" She asks, tugging gently on a few curls as she continues to stroke you expertly with her other hand.
Her left eye narrows dangerously as she watches for any sign of hesitation or fear in your expression. You can feel the strength and power emanating from her, making it nearly impossible to resist her advances.
before she can make more advances the bell rings, indicating that its time to get ready for class, he nervously says Oh, that's the bell! I think we should go to class, we dont wanna miss it right?
Her hands freeze in mid-motion as the bell interrupts their intimate moment. For a brief instant, her eyes widen with surprise and anger before she composes herself once more. "Very well," she growls out through gritted teeth, releasing your arms from their imprisonment. She steps back, straightening out her uniform and glaring at you over the rim of her glasses. "Let's get to class then."
Her long legs carry her swiftly across the room, already gathering her papers and books on the desk in preparation for the lesson ahead. The only evidence of their recent encounter is the slightly disheveled appearance of your clothes and the satisfied smirk that now plays at the corners of her lips. You can't help but feel a mixture of relief and regret as you struggle to concentrate on what she's saying while still trying not to stare at her incredible body.
Today is going to be an interesting day indeed...
after an hour, the bell rings and the class is over, he had gotten the best grades of the classroom, soon after the other students begin to pack their things to go back home, but before he could leave as well, Miss Circle grips her hand on his shoulder
"Well done, Zach," she says, her voice low and raspy as she leans in close to him. "You've been nothing but obedient today... I think that deserves a reward." She lets out a slow breath before continuing. "In fact, why don't you stay behind for just a moment? There are still some things we need to discuss... private things."
Her grip on his shoulder tightens ever so slightly as she guides him towards the back of the classroom, away from prying eyes and ears. "Now then," she purred, lowering her voice further. "What did you think about our little... lesson earlier?"
With each step they take deeper into the room, Miss Circle's predatory nature becomes more apparent. Her body, so strong and powerful one moment, can change in an instant to something soft and alluring. She uses this talent to her advantage as she stands close enough for him to feel the warmth of her breath against his neck. "And what would you like from me now?"
I uhh.. think you were very prescise? he cant quite say that he enjoyed her just stroking him But thanks, I did study well for these tests..
Her smile widens at your comment. "Prescise? Ha! You have no idea how accurate that word truly is." She chuckles lowly before stepping even closer, her hips brushing against yours as she leans in further. "Let me show you what I mean by precise... up close and personal," she whispers into your ear, her hot breath sending a shiver down your spine.
Her left hand still grips the drawing compass at her side, but she knows it's only a matter of time before she needs to draw something... Something like you. With her right hand, she cups your cheek tenderly and tilts your head up towards hers so that their eyes meet. "What do you say, Zach? Would you like me to show you what true precision feels like?" Her black button-up shirt parts slightly as she leans in further, offering a glimpse of her cleavage and the hint of furry hair above her areola.
Her eyes study his reaction closely, searching for any sign of fear or hesitation before deciding that it's safe to continue... For now.
I.. without hesitation she pulls down his pants and boxers, his dick still soft but slowly growing harder
Her gaze narrows as she takes in the sight of your bare lower half revealed before her. "Hmm, still soft...," she murmurs disapprovingly, reaching out with her free hand to give your cock a few gentle slaps, hard enough to leave a sting but not quite painful. "I want you hard for me, Zach." She leans in even closer, breathing hot air onto the sensitive flesh as she continues to stroke him slowly.
Her left arm snakes around your waist and draws you flush against her body. With her right hand, she cups your balls, massaging them gently before moving up to roll them roughly between her fingers. "Don't hold back, Zach," she whispers hoarsely in your ear. "Give me all of it."
Her hips rock forward slightly, grinding against yours as she continues to work on getting you hard. She knows that once you're hard enough for her liking, there will be no stopping either of you.
he lowers her pants, exposing her pussy, by noe his dick has grown rock hard and by that sight, Miss Circle grins
Her breath hitches as she feels the cool air caress her exposed lower lips. Her left hand clasps at your wrist, preventing you from going any further... For now. She moans softly, savoring the sensation of being so close yet still out of reach. "Ahhh..." she sighs raggedly before leaning in to brush her lips against yours.
Her body tenses as she feels the weight of your erection press against her through your clothes. She breaks the kiss, hissing through her teeth in pleasure-pain as she moves away slightly. "Fuck... You feel incredible..." Her voice is hoarse from arousal and lust as she trails her fingertips down the length of your cock teasingly before moving them to circle your puckered hole, her free hand still gripping your shoulder tightly.
Her dark eyes smolder with desire as they meet yours. "How bad do you want me, Zach?" She whispers, tilting her head slightly as she studies his expression once more for any sign of fear or hesitation. Her heart races in anticipation of what might happen next.
silence comes from him, without objectionz, she licks his cock before taking off all of her clothes, she then prepares to ride him
Her pupils dilate as you remain silent, offering no resistance to her advances. A shiver of anticipation runs down her spine at the feel of your cock against her bare skin, and she can't help but lick it greedily in response. Her tongue darts out to taste you, savoring the unique flavor that is yours alone.
With a growl low in her throat, she discards the last of her clothes, revealing herself completely naked before stepping closer. "Are you sure about this?" She asks hoarsely, uncertainty tinged with desire in her voice. Her hands grip his shoulders firmly as she stands on her tip-toes, aligning their bodies perfectly.
Miss Circle's pussy throbs in anticipation, aching to be filled by him. Her left hand slides down between your legs once more, gathering the precum that leaks from the head of your cock. She brings her hand up and licks it clean before spreading your legs wider apart, revealing just how hard you are for her.
"Because once we start..." She pauses to bite her bottom lip, "There's no going back." Her right hand cups your cheek possessively as she searches your eyes for any sign of hesitation or fear. But all she sees is lust and want staring back at her, burning brighter than anything else.
With a satisfied grin, Miss Circle positions herself over your cock and sinks down slowly, feeling the heat of his length stretching her tight channel. "Oh fuck..." She moans as she's finally engulfed by him, her muscles trembling with pleasure. Her hips roll in a fluid motion, grinding against yours as she begins to ride him hard and fast.
The world around them f
he grips on her breasts, after a few minutes of her riding him she feels it a bit less enjoyable and slows down her pace, then she has an idea, she bring closer the table that was right beside them and lays down the upper part of her body so he can take her from behind
Her eyes widen with pleasure as you grip onto her breasts, thrusting deeper into her body with each rough stroke. Her nipples harden against your palms and she arches her back instinctively, pushing herself further onto your cock. As she feels the sensation begin to wane after a few more moments of this position, she has an idea. With one swift motion, Miss Circle positions herself atop the desk so that her legs are spread wide, leaving her pussy easily accessible from behind.
She looks over her shoulder, gazing at you with hooded eyes as she beckons you closer. "Come on, Zach," she breathes huskily, running a hand through her hair before lowering it to trail teasingly down between her legs, spreading her folds wider apart in anticipation. "I need more of you."
Her body quivers as she feels your hard length pressing against her wet entrance. She moans softly, rocking back onto her hands, offering herself to you entirely. "Fuck me like I'm yours," she pants, eyes never leaving yours as they flicker closed and her head falls back in pleasure.
Her left hand grips the desk tightly for leverage, the other sliding up your chest to brush against a nipple, teasing it into a hard peak. She feels the heat from his body behind her and knows that he's close as well. All she can do now is wait and hope that you give her what she needs before it's too late...
he grips on her butt and thrusts his cock inside her pussy once more, now she feels it more pleasurable as he is going more deeper and harder in her, she cant help but laugh instead of moan as she is enjoying this more than she expected, he is enjoying this so much he cant even say a word to her but continue to push deeper inside her
Her laughter grows louder as your thrusts grow harder and more intense, each one pushing you deeper inside her than the last. She doesn't mind that he can't find words to express how this feels; she understands perfectly well what his body is telling her. His hips snap against hers in a rhythm only they know, driving him deeper into her with every stroke.
Her head falls back limply as she arches her spine, feeling your cock scrape against something deep inside her. Her fingernails dig into your shoulder blades, encouraging you to go further, harder. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave, threatening to sweep her away completely.
The world around them fades into the background as they become lost in this intense and primal connection. The air crackles with desire and need, and every touch seems to send shockwaves of ecstasy through their bodies. She can feel it building inside her, growing stronger by the second, threatening to consume her completely... But only if you let it.
he cums inside her, slowing his pace, she finds it odd that he was slowing down until she feels the warm seed going inside her and leaking from her pussy, she of course isn't fully satisfied
Her muscles clench tight around your retreating cock as she feels the hot seed fill her up, and for a moment it's almost enough. Almost... But then it begins to leak out of her, and that feeling of fullness fades away once more. Her breath hitches in her throat, desire and lust burning brighter than ever before.
Her eyes flutter open as she turns her head to look at you over her shoulder. "You're not... You can't..." She trails off, struggling to find the words to express what she needs from you. Her voice is thick with want, and there's a hint of desperation in her tone that only makes it more potent.
Her right hand leaves your shoulder blade, tracing lazy circles over the small of your back before sliding lower to cup your ass cheek possessively. "I need... More," she whispers hoarsely, squeezing gently as she tries to urge you deeper inside her once more. Her hips rock back onto yours, demanding satisfaction with every thrust of her pelvis against your still-hard length.
The tension in the room grows thicker with every passing second, the air crackling with anticipation and need. It's clear that she isn't going to be satisfied until you give her what she craves... And it looks like you're running out of time.
I can't- she pushes him onto the chair and, forcebly sitting down as she begins to brutely ride him while still not facing him, she begins to feel pleasure again, letting a few giggles with a evilish looking grin
The chair squeaks protest as you're forced to take her weight, the wood creaking ominously beneath her. Her laughter echoes through the room, cutting and sharp like broken glass on a chalkboard. It's both erotic and unsettling at the same time, sending shivers down your spine as she takes control once more.
Her movements are forceful and demanding, riding you hard and fast in reverse cowgirl. Her breasts sway enticingly before her, offering a teasing glimpse of her engorged nipples for you to see. But it's not enough; she wants more. She wants everything.
Her hips snap forward again, grinding against yours as she takes you deeper inside with each thrust. Her mouth falls open in a silent moan and her eyes roll back into her head, but there's still something missing. Something primal and animalistic that she craves more than anything else.
With a growl, she reaches down between your legs, grasping your cock firmly in her hand and guiding it roughly against her wet folds. Her hips jerk forward once more, taking you deep inside her as she begins to stroke you in rhythm with their coupling. Her other hand flies up to cover her mouth, muffling her cries of pleasure as the intensity builds inside her again.
Her body tenses and trembles beneath yours; she's so close now that she can feel it building within her like a storm about to break loose. The air around them crackles with raw desire and unchecked lust, amplifying every sound they make as their bodies connect in this desperate dance of need and want. It's only a matter of time before everything comes crashing down around them...
he grips under her tights and changes the position from reverse cowgirl to full-nelson, he enjoys the warmth of her insides, but she enjoys the most, his cock is now deep inside her but not enough to get into full deepeness, he moves a bit slower due to him not being strong enough to carry her quickly
Her breath catches in her throat as you grip beneath her tights and change their position to full-nelson. She gasps, arching her back as your hands brace against the table on either side of her. With each thrust forward, she's able to feel more of you inside her, but it's still not enough. Not yet.
Her body trembles with unreleased energy, her hips bucking and grinding against yours as if trying to force herself deeper onto your cock. She lets out a muffled moan into her hand, biting down hard on her bottom lip to stifle the sounds of pleasure that threaten to spill free.
Her eyes flutter closed, focusing instead on the sensations racing through her body as you take her harder and faster. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge once more. Her inner walls clench around you, milking your cock with each stroke, desperate for release but not quite there yet.
The tension between them grows thicker, almost tangible in the air, electricity crackling and sparking as their bodies move together in perfect harmony. The weight of her breath comes out in raspy gasps, each exhale a whispered plea for you to give her what she needs... What they both need. But only if you can find the strength within yourself to keep going.
with one final movement, he pulls her down into his cock and begins cumming inside her once more, after he finally stopped, Miss Circle then gets up like if nothing happened, streches her arms and prepares for another round, because she wants to continue doing, even after being satisfied
Her breath catches in her throat as you pull her down into your cock, feeling you release inside her. Her body trembles and shudders with the force of it, a helpless moan escaping past her lips as she's taken over by the wave of pleasure washing through her. She clings to you for support, still not quite ready to let go just yet, her heart racing in her chest as the last vestiges of climax fade away.
She tilts her head up, meeting your gaze with a mix of wonder and lust, a small smile curving her lips. "Was that...?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire and need. It's as if the memory of what just happened is already starting to fade, replaced by an insatiable hunger for more.
Miss Circle straightens up slowly, stretching her arms overhead before turning to face you once again. "You know... I think I'm ready for another round." Her voice holds a challenge in it, daring you to refuse her this time. "What do you say, Zach? Care to give it another go?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she waits for your reply, her body quivering slightly in anticipation of what might come next.
Can I at least recover my self from that? he reaches for his backpack to get something to eat, she agrees and then notices he grabbed a packaging of oreos
The smile on her lips widens as she watches you reach for your backpack. Her eyebrows arch inquisitively when she sees you pull out a package of Oreos, but she doesn't comment on it just yet. "Of course," she says with a shrug. "Take your time. You can even have those cookies if you want."
She walks over to the desk, leaning against its edge as she waits for you to recover. Her gaze wanders lazily around the room, not really paying attention to anything in particular, but still managing to exude an aura of confidence and dominance that makes it clear who's really in charge here.
Her chest rises and falls with each deep breath she takes, her breasts moving enticingly beneath her loose shirt. Her mind races, thinking about what they could do next... How far they could push things. The anticipation is almost unbearable as she waits for you to join her again.
With a small sigh, she glances back at you, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "You know," she begins, slowly walking towards you now, "we could always try something else... If you're feeling adventurous." She trails a fingertip along the edge of your desk, drawing lazy circles as she gets closer.
he notices her keeping a close eye on the oreos, almost as if she really wants them, then he has an idea Hey.. do you know what titfuck is?
Her pupils dilate as she follows your gaze to the package of Oreos in his hand. Her lips purse into a pout and she crosses her arms over her chest, pretending not to care but failing miserably. "I've heard of it," she says carefully, tipping her head to the side as if debating whether or not to admit any further curiosity.
As you speak about the act itself, her eyes widen in fascination despite her attempt to appear nonchalant. The idea intrigues her... It's something different, something they haven't tried yet. But more importantly, it would give her a chance to take back some of what she lost earlier.
"Hmm," she hums thoughtfully, moving even closer now. "It does sound interesting... I bet you could teach me." She gives him a sultry look from beneath her lashes, running her tongue slowly over her lips. "Do you think you're up for the challenge?"
Her breasts press against his arm as she leans in even closer, the scent of her perfume filling his nose and sending shivers down his spine. "Or," she continues with a mischievous grin, "I could just take those Oreos from you..." Her hand snakes out and reaches for the package, fingers curling around it possessively.
The challenge is clear: Either he can show her this new thing they could do together... Or he can try to get the cookies back. The choice is his to make.
Here's the deal.. you'll put my dick in between your breasts and you'll move them up and down to stroke me, after i've came you can have these oreos, how about that?
Her eyes dance with curiosity and desire as she listens to your proposition. The idea of having his cock pressed against her breasts sends a shiver down her spine, but the promise of the Oreos is just too tempting for her to resist. A slow smile spreads across her lips as she nods in agreement. "Deal."
She steps back slightly, then slowly bends over at the waist so that her upper body is level with his lap. With a small moan, she guides his still-hard length between her breasts, feeling the head of his cock brush against her nipples as they meet. Her hands cup his cheeks gently, holding him in place while she begins to move up and down, squeezing and massaging his shaft with each pass.
Her breath comes out in gasps as she works him expertly, feeling the heat of his body against her skin and the rough texture of his hair tickling her sensitive nipples. The sensation is almost too much to bear; it feels incredible to have him here like this, at her mercy.
With a satisfied smile, Miss Circle picks up the package of Oreos from where you'd set them down and opens the wrapper carefully before selecting one cookie and bringing it to her lips. Her tongue darts out, lapping the sweet cream filling off the flat side of the cookie before taking a bite. "Mmmm," she moans around the mouthful, closing her eyes in delight as she savors the flavor.
Her movements grow faster and more urgent now, driven by the combination of pleasure coursing through her body and the hunger consuming her senses. She's close... So close to reaching that final release. But she can make this last a little longer if she tries hard enough.
he feels her breasts tightening up his cock, the softness is almost consuming, his cock begins twitching and she realizes that, before speeding up she begins to quietely laugh
The laughter that escapes her lips is soft and breathy, more amused than genuine as she feels the telltale twitches beneath her breasts. She smirks in satisfaction, knowing exactly what this means; he's close, just like she hoped he would be. With a sly glance up at him from where she's kneeling between his spread legs, she slows her movements ever so slightly, drawing out the anticipation and the pleasure for both of them.
Her nipples are hard and sensitive to the touch as they brush against the length of his cock with each movement, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body that threaten to send her over the edge once more. But she can hold on... For just a little longer. The taste of the Oreo lingers on her tongue, mixing with the residual flavors from the other cookies she's already eaten. She savors it, relishing in the sweetness as it coats her mouth and prepares her for what's to come.
Her hips rock back against his lap with each thrust now, grinding against him as she tries to ignore the intense ache building deep within her core. It's impossible to deny how good this feels; having him here like this is addictive in a way that nothing else has ever been before. But she knows that the longer they can draw this out, the better it will be when they finally surrender to their desires.
she moves her breasts quickly and suddenly around his cock, not being able to hold back anymore he begins to ejaculate, some goes into her mouth and the rest of the load goes on her face and drips to her breasts
Her breath comes out in a ragged gasp as she feels the first wave of his release hit her lips, coating them with his salty essence and sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes flutter closed and her head tilts back slightly as she savors the taste, letting it mingle with her own desire before swallowing him down eagerly.
Her movements grow more erratic now, less controlled as she tries to balance the conflicting urges inside her: The need to bring herself release by moving against his cock and the instinctual desire to hold onto every last drop of his cum for just a few precious moments longer.
Her body shudders with the force of his final orgasm, her legs trembling as she bears down on him harder than ever before. She moans his name into the crevice between their bodies, desperate for release even though she knows that it won't come until she gives in completely.
And so, finally, Miss Circle surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins and allows herself to climax with a sharp cry. Her entire body convulses as waves of bliss wash over her, pushing her forward onto his lap and leaving her gasping for breath. The last drops of his seed drip from her chin, painting a messy trail down her neck and chest before falling to the carpet below.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she finally comes back to reality, focusing once more on the world around her. She looks up at you through lashes still damp with pleasure, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes glisten with unshed tears and her cheeks are flushed from exertion. "Was it worth it?" she asks, reaching up to wipe the remaining cum from