6 comments/ 139889 views/ 16 favorites Taming Teacher By: bakuretsuai First off, I want to swear that I didn't do this on purpose. I never had any intention of finding out anything like this, ever! Being the youngest of four boys and considered the pretty little one, I didn't really get much information about girls. My elder brothers always told me that I'd be gay, so I didn't need to think anything about it. Bullshit. I've been thinking about girls for more than nine years, I'm eighteen now. Trust me, being the pretty one pays off. I had my first experience with a teacher and not too long ago. Her name was Rayla Silman. She was a fucking knockout. She walked into the classroom and every boy in the room shut the hell up and paid attention...at least to her big breasts and tight ass. Silman was about five feet, nine inches. She had the firmest set of 40D's I'd ever seen or felt. She had long brown hair and eyes that seemed nearly black in faint light. I think that was her most striking feature, those eyes. She rarely got pissed and raised her voice even less frequently. But those eyes could tell you everything she wasn't allowed by law to say aloud. I knew when she was proud of my progress and I knew when she was restraining herself from wrapping her long fingers around my throat and squeezing the life out of me. I had fantasized about this woman for the past three years, since I started high school. Few boys ever passed her class; those that did were gay. The very first time I saw her, I was standing in the halls, on my very first day, lost. My brothers had ditched me, telling me that I had to be a man starting then. I wasn't too freaked out, I mean it was the first day. What were they expecting? The halls were all but cleared and I was looking for a teacher or something to guide me. Click. Click. Click. As I turned around, I smelled apples and cinnamon. And I saw her. Her hair was pulled into a long ponytail and she wore a pair of thin glasses that set off those incredible eyes. She was wearing a long green skirt and snug dark blue blouse with long sleeves. The clicking was from the modest pair of black heels she had on. She had an hourglass figure, hips a bit thicker than her waist. Light brown skin, plump lips... She was known around campus as 'Hot Coco'. It was one of the corniest things I'd ever heard. One reason she was so interesting to me was because she was so young for a teacher. In fact I'd never really been interested in black women before her. I was certain that I was beet red in the face by the time I forced my eyes to hers. I don't know how long I'd been staring at her body but she didn't seem upset. "Are you lost?" she asked. Unable to speak, I just nodded. She smiled at me and I felt a bit more comfortable. "Is that your schedule in your hand?" Again I nodded and held it out to her. She took it from me and looked it over for a moment. "Okay, this isn't so bad. Come with me, your first class is just this way," she said leading me down one of the many halls. I followed like a little lost puppy. I realize now, I kind of was one. The first free time that I had that day I ran to the bathroom to rid myself of the prominent erection that had plagues me so badly. Maybe that was why from that point on I listened carefully every time I heard her name mentioned. I knew that she spent most of her time home alone. I knew that she wasn't really the outgoing type. She was an English major and very dedicated to her work as a teacher. It was not something that she'd always wanted to do, but it was something that she'd come to enjoy. I knew that every male member of the staff and some female that had come onto her had been quickly, if politely, shot down. She drove a small, but stylish Ford Fusion?, but rumors had it that she also drove a hot little Benz on the weekends. I didn't believe it. I didn't think that she was capable of that sort of stuff until one day I found her in the computer lab, talking to a friend. "There's a party, tonight. Chris is hosting, wanna come, Ray?" "I don't think I should..." "That many pressing papers to grade? Come on, everyone thinks that you've dropped off the face of the planet. Give the kids the weekend off. Paul really wants to hook up with you." "I'm not sure. The kids could use the break. We start Shakespeare next week. Paul is not really my type." "He's hot, stable income, low drama...Paul's your match. You used to have so much fun, what happened to you?" "Nothing, I'm still the same person." "Oh, no you're not! Where is that wild girl that went out after graduation to make that amateur video?" "Shut up, Jess! There are still students in the building. What if someone heard you? Besides its things like that that keep me from trying to give these guys the time of day." "Suit yourself." Silman, in a porno? Yeah, right! But I was curious. So I went online. I knew that she was only twenty-three, so I figured the year that she would have graduated. Then I searched for any amateur porn put out within those two years. After about three weeks of constant research, I found it. It was one of those where they get a bunch of girls and record them playing with themselves. She was the hottest thing on the video as far as I could see. She shaved for the part, she was covered in baby oil... I never let my brothers see it. They would've killed me if they knew that I had live video of her naked and horny. She was my best kept secret. I made sure that I was the best in every English class I took. She was an Honor class teacher by the time I took her class. The only way to get in was to be recommended by other teachers that thought you could handle the course load. And that was a lot. She was a great teacher, she only wanted the best of the best. So I had forgone sports, extracurricular clubs that didn't emphasize on English or reading, anything that would have taken from my performance in her eyes. Finally, in my senior year, I was accepted into her class. I had paid a hefty price. I had gone from a lanky, skinny kid to a pretty well made guy. I was never bulky; I liked to swim. That kept the muscle mass to a minimum. I wasn't weak, I'd had to prove this a few times. By my senior year, I'd gotten into my share of fights. But when people think that you're a fag, they still try to give you a hard time. All of my brothers had been football and lacrosse players. I was the swimmer, chess player, debate club member, book club member, computer club president, actor. My mom was proud... The day I lost my virginity to the woman of my dreams was actually one of the worst days of my life. I was late for school; the freaking bus broke down. I left my homework on my desk at home; I was up late proofreading it. I had lost my student ID in the cafeteria while trying to get my lunch. And I had a detention with the prick captain of the football team since he fucked with me over his girlfriend who happened to have a growing crush on me. Seems she likes men that treat her decently. Silman was really upset that I'd left my paper at home, but the funny part was, that since it had never happened before, she forgave it and let me turn it in the next day. I was walking out of her class, my last class of the day, when out of nowhere the prick punches me across the jaw. The fight got a lot of attention and soon we were being dragged apart by school security. I just knew that we were going to jail; security usually means jail. But before I could get too paranoid, I heard a soft voice telling security to bring us into the classroom and close the door. "Miss Silman, we have to take them in. They used excessive force against each other and no one seems to know who started it. We're supposed to make sure that their parents know about it." "I know, but this one is one of my own students. I can assure you that it is very rare for him to start these things. You know how these kids can get along now. They see differences that they don't understand and they want to make a mountain out of a molehill. Don't you have a detention this afternoon, Skyler?" she asked me. "Yes." "Well, then he can serve it here. I've got plenty of papers to grade, he's really not a problem student. The other you can take to Coach Tanzer. Do you all really want to take them all the way down to the precinct over a scuffle? They both don't seem to have suffered any damage." I was only more pissed. She was my favorite teacher and she was making it seem like I'd been bitten by a mosquito, instead of slugged in the face. But it worked. Security agreed and carted the asshole out and left me there. Before I could say a word, I was surrounded by that smell of apples and cinnamon. Gently, one manicured hand stroked my jawbone up to the side to get a better look. "Well, it's going to bruise. Stay right here and I'll bring some ice to put on it," she said as she left the room. Now I had fantasized about this a lot. But the day had been just so shitty that I didn't allow any of that to penetrate my brain. I was alone in her classroom, after hours. She was even concerned about me; she'd saved me from going to jail and had just run off to bring ice for my swelling face. She reappeared and had me sit at one of the desks. Very carefully, she took the pack and placed it to my face. "Here you go, just hold it there. Are you okay?" she asked. I nodded still pissed over the stinging in my face. "Skyler, I know that you've had a pretty hard time since you started here. But from what I've heard you've still managed to be an outstanding student. You'll have quite the list of accomplishments to put on your college applications. I don't want to see you throw away your talents. You're a brilliant writer, you just need a bit of fine tuning. I hope that you really did just leave your paper at home. I'd hate to think you'd lie to me," she said meaningfully. "It's on my desk at home. I spent a lot of time on it." "That's good. How does it feel?" "Its okay." "Good." With that she moved over to her desk and began pouring over papers. It was really hard not to stare at her breasts every time she breathed or moved. Her short-sleeved white blouse was just a bit too tight on her chest and looked ready to rip open at every movement. She also wore a pair of khaki Capri's and flat loafers. While at her desk she removed the glasses and pulled her hair free from the ponytail. Long brown locks fell over her shoulders and back like a cascade of water. I couldn't breathe. I let out a small coughing spell, forcing my head to the desk. "Skyler? Are you okay?" "Yes." "I wasn't trying to get on your case earlier, but when you're young you may think you're doing what you really want, but that's rarely the case. Trust me, regret is not something that you want," she said. I guess that I thought she was lecturing me. I knew I was still upset at having a shitty day and I was in no mood to take a 'talking to', even if it was from her. I guess that's what made me say what I said. "You've got enough," I rasped nowhere near a quietly as I thought. "What makes you say that?" she asked. I looked up and there they were. Those eyes, those black eyes that wanted to slap me stupid. I didn't want to calm down, I wanted to piss her off. I was pissed, why shouldn't she be too. "Well, 'Kinky Coeds VIII' wasn't featuring me playing with myself." The bottle of water that was being raised to her lips slipped from her hand to splash and clatter across the floor. She was staring at the screen of her keyboard with a blank expression. For a moment I thought that she'd gone into shock. I wanted a reaction. "Is that the kind of regret you were talking about?" I asked. Still she just kept staring at that computer screen. I kept pushing. "I don't see why you regret it, though. I mean, I've never seen anything so fucking beautiful as you covered in oil, naked, with three of your fingers in your pussy. You've got a really great body, why would you regret it? Your boyfriend must have fucked your for days straight after he saw-" "Shut up!" she cried interrupting me. "Why? You were so gorgeous. I've been watching that one scene of that video for the past three years," I confessed. I felt bolder, she wasn't as confident as she seemed. I knew she was terrified, people were fired from jobs like hers when things like this were exposed. I wasn't in control, but I did have something over her. "What?" she breathed. "Oh, yeah. I found it three years ago. Your friend really should have been more discreet; there was a student nearby. And it's really funny, Miss Silman. I haven't been able to get it or you out of my mind. Every time I see you, I see that scene and I just think: 'What I wouldn't give to make love to that girl..'" I told her. "What are you thinking, Skyler? You're a student." I got up from the desk and dropped the icepack to the floor and advanced on her slowly. "None of that make any difference during sex. Well, it can make it better," I said reaching out to lay my hand on her shoulder. "Skyler, you can't tell anyone about that video. Please, I'll lose my job." "I know. I don't want you to lose your job. You're a great teacher. But I need something in exchange, you know?" She narrowed her eyes angrily. "I see," she replied simply. "You do?" "Yes. Look, I was younger and far more stupid when I did that." "You look so good. I swear, I had a hard on for a very long time seeing you like that. I was attracted to you from the minute I first saw you." "Why are you telling me this? You're blackmailing me for sex, Skyler. Why are you still talking? Lock the door." I ran to the door and didn't return until all of the locks had been done and the windows closed. She had gotten up to turn off the lights, but I stopped her by putting my hand on hers over the light. "Someone will notice that the light is on," she said a little sadly. "I want to see you. I never said that I wanted to have sex with you..." "Skyler, I don't understand. What do you want?" I looked her in the eyes and swallowed hard. "I don't want to have sex yet...I've never done it before." "It should be with someone special." "I don't want to hear that. Take off your shirt." "Skyler..." she was still very hesitant. It wasn't long before I let her imagination run long enough to convince herself that I would expose her secret. Soon she was sitting on the desk with her legs spread and totally naked. I sat before her, where her pussy lips were spread before me like a good book. "Put your arms behind you and lean back more, I want to see better," I ordered. She still shaved, but her pussy looked like it hadn't been fucked in a while. It was all smooth and firm. The lips were plump, they seemed to be getting a little fatter. Her nipples were tight and hard as well. "What's your first name?" I asked. "What?" "Tell me your first name." "R-Rayla." "That's pretty. Rayla's pussy is pink and soft looking on the inside," I said as I reached out to run my finger along the wall of her sex that was exposed to me. "Wait!" she gasped before my finger could make contact. "What?" I asked. "Do, you want to hurt me?" she asked softly. I was a bit confused and the thought of hurting her made my stomach churn. "No. I don't." "Well, your finger is dry and so is my vagina-" "Say pussy," I interrupted. "Say Rayla's pussy." She was taken aback and tried to force herself to move on. "R-Rayla's pussy isn't wet, so it will hurt if you use too much friction." "So, what do I do to get Rayla's pussy wet?" "You have to go pretty slow. First get your finger wet." "Why?" She looked at me with all the rage and impotent humiliation that was quickly taking her over. But she bit back the anger, she knew that I was gaining control. "So that you can touch Rayla's pussy without hurting her." I smiled, she was a very quick study. Just from the few commands I issued, she knew what I wanted her to do. I put my finger in my mouth and sucked on it for a moment. I heard her gasp just before I touched it. "Are you hurt?" I asked. "No..." she said looking at the ceiling. I grinned and began to stroke her beautiful pussy freely. She was soft and hot. Her pussy was actually hot to the touch. It didn't take long for me to find her clit. It had been growing slowly for a few seconds now. I wanted to touch it, but I didn't know if my finger was still wet enough. Instead, I leaned forward and gently touched it with my tongue. She gasped again, unconsciously humping her pussy into my face. Watching the ceiling, she'd been unprepared for the stimulus. The first thing I noticed was that her pussy smelled really good and tasted even better. She tried to pull back from my face, but I grabbed her hips and pulled her back to me. I looked up to see her near tears looking at me. "Did I hurt you?" I asked with genuine concern. "Rayla's pussy is really sensitive. It felt good, but too much and I'll get noisy." "I want to lick Rayla's pussy, so how can I do that and keep Rayla quiet?" "Please, Skyler. Let's stop this. We don't need to do this," she moaned. "I want to lick Rayla's pussy. Or maybe I should show your tape to a few members of the staff." She sighed then, defeated. "Lick it-" "Lick what?" I cut her off. "Lick Rayla's pussy slow and soft. Don't lick my- Rayla's clit too much. Ah!" she cried as I went back to work. She sat very still for a moment before I began to hear her moan. I wanted to hear her a little more so when I felt the gap a little deeper in her I tried to push my tongue into it. "Ah!" she cried. "I like it when Rayla cries out. And I love the way Rayla tastes. Hey, you're getting wet, Rayla." She was. I put my finger in my mouth before rubbing it into the shiny, thick wetness that was pouring out of her like honey. She leaned even further back and unknowingly exposed her puckered little hole to my view. I rubbed my finger in the pretty dish that her pussy made before using that lubrication to probe at her anus. She gasped again, falling back. "No!" "What's wrong?" "You can't play with that." "But in the video, when you came, you had a finger all the way up there. Here, you like it," I said as I started pushing in the tip only to hear her cry out again. "Lean up, kiss me." She came back up, but hesitated on bringing her face to mine. I put my hands at the small of her back and pressed her down to me. "I want Rayla to taste her sweet pussy in my mouth." She pressed her lips to mine before shyly putting her tongue into my mouth. I took over the kiss, probing her mouth with a mastery that astounded even me. I heard her moan and gently began to push a finger into her pussy. She screamed into my mouth and I pulled it slowly back out. I pulled away from her slowly, not even disgusted at the slight wire of saliva that continued to connect out mouths. She looked so beautiful all sweaty and flushed, her lips swollen and wet and her pussy dripping onto the desk. I gently grasped one breast in both hands and began to softly suck at the nipple. "Oh! Skyler...oh! Please, stop!" "Shut up, Rayla. I can't taste you when I have to keep telling you to stop talking." In addition to the sucking I also began to lave her nipple with my tongue. Rayla was well on her way to being a ball of jelly before me when I removed all contact and reached out to fondle a breast. "Tell me the truth, Rayla. Do you like what I've been doing to you? I mean, your body is telling me that everything is fine. But I want to hear it from you." "...yes..." "Yes what?" "Yes, Rayla likes what you do to her body..." "Lean back, Rayla. I want to make you come, screaming." "It will take a while..." "We still have two more hours of detention." Taming Teacher Ch. 02 "Come on, Rayla. I know you have one; every woman in this country has one. Or at least they should," I said as I stared her down in her bedroom. She'd come to get me, just like I asked. The first thing I wanted was to see her bedroom and then go through her underwear for something I'd love to rip off of her. Right now she was in a blood red teddy that started just above her nipples and stopped just below her pussy. Right now I was trying to get her to show me her vibrators so I could really have some fun with her. But she was being so damn stubborn! "Can't we just get this over with?" she asked. I walked over to her and hugged her body to me. She looked good, she felt good, and she even smelled good. "Didn't you have fun yesterday?" I asked as I bent my head to nip at her neck. "..." "Rayla, you haven't even had my dick inside of you, yet. But I know you want it. Why are you fighting this?" I asked. "Because this is wrong and I'm your teacher." "I'm loving that fact right now, you know? Fine, have it your way. Bend over," I order as I moved behind her. "What?" "You heard me. You want to get this over with? Fine. Bend over on the bed and we'll do this. Got any lube around?" I asked. "What for? You're not going to take your time?" she asked surprised. "You want this over with. And you gave me flak about it. I told you yesterday, if you can't behave, then I could shove it up your ass. I'm sure I'll get a good ending out of it anyway," I said as I began to unbutton my pants. "You didn't say anything about anal!" she gasped. "Are you going to do as I say? Or do I have to punish you, or do I have to spread that video?" I asked, losing patience. "...They're in a box in the back of the closet." "How many?" "Four." "Get them." She walked over to the closet and hesitated. She was bare-assed under that teddy. I knew she didn't want to expose herself in front of me, but that was not really up to her. I really didn't want to be mean to her. After all, this was a woman that I liked, had even come to respect. She was my favorite teacher. I came up to her quickly and slid my hands over her thighs and between her legs. "You don't want me to look at you?" I asked. She shook her head in a nervous way. "You feel vulnerable with me standing over there and just looking at you, don't you? It's okay. I get it. Get the toys, I promise I won't watch you." She slowly bent to get to them and as she did, I slid down to my knees and ran my tongue over her slit. She jerked and cried out, but I didn't stop. I gripped her hips in my hands and tried to give her triple what she'd gotten the day before. I was forced to let go as she sagged to the floor. She sat there a moment before looking at me. "I promised I wouldn't watch. I had my eyes closed the whole time. Come on, I want to make you scream before I fuck you for real." She pulled out the box at length and handed it to me. Inside were a clit stimulator, a small vibrator, a medium one, and one that would have torn her apart. I knew she didn't make regular use of that monster. I smiled as I pulled out the clit stimulator. It looked like a little egg. Silver, cold and metal. I knew one very interesting way to warm it up. A long clear cord led to a remote control. "Hey put on these," I said as I held up a pair of plain white cotton briefs. She sighed, but did as she was told. "Lay on the bed." As soon as she was comfortable, I moved to the bed, still fully clothed and began to lightly finger her through the panties. She was very quiet, but she was also wet already from her tongue-lashing. Soon I moved the panties aside and slowly pushed the egg inside. I kissed her pouting lips before I slid the panties back into place, then I sat back. "How do you feel?" I asked. "Like I could be arrested for this," she murmured. I waved the remote at her and she looked a little fearful. "Never used it on the highest setting, have you?" I asked. "N-no..." "Don't be so nervous, no one can just bust in on us here. Come here," I said as I reclined on her big bed and had her straddle me. I lined her up on my dick, through my jeans and all and had her stay there. I pulled off my t-shirt and reached out to tweak her nipples. "I want you grind on this," I smiled. She looked at me blankly. I couldn't stop grinning. She was so out of touch. "Rub your pussy on my dick. I want you ready. I won't fuck you until you beg." "Beg!" she yelled. I grabbed her hips and started the motion. "Yeah, beg." She glared at me with those big black eyes, but she didn't stop the movement. She tried to go fast and get me off before I could do her. Too bad, that was why I wanted to do it with the jeans and my boxers on. I had to force myself not to think what it would feel like if I didn't have them on. That was almost enough to make me come. Soon, she slowed down and looked at me pitifully. It didn't help that I decided to play with her hard nipples while she watched my face. "This is fun," I said lightly. She groaned by way of reply. "But you tried to break the rules a while ago, didn't you?" I chuckled. "What?" she asked breathlessly. "Don't worry. This punishment is nowhere near as bad as dry anal." Before she could ask what I meant, I picked up the remote and set on the lowest setting. She nearly screamed as we both went still from the shock. That was very unexpected, but felt so fucking great. "Did I tell you to stop?" I rasped. "Keep going." "Skyler..." she groaned. If I didn't know any better, I'd think I was hurting her. And not just her pride. She continued, staring at me the entire time. I thought she was pissed, but she was trying really hard not to beg for my dick. "Please, Skyler. Please..." the words were strange to her, she didn't really know how to say it. " 'Sky, please fuck me'," I said slowly. "... 'Sky, please fuck me'." "I was just getting you started. You have to finish it, make it nasty," I laughed. Evidently she wanted my meat bad. "Sky, please. Take the vibrator out and give me the real thing. Put your dick in my pussy and fuck me until I can't take more. Make me come, screaming your name. Come in my pussy, then let me suck you off until you're ready to do it again." She had undone my pants and fished out my hard on while she was talking. Her words made my dick jump in anticipation. I couldn't have refused her then if it wasn't my idea! She was jerking me lightly and when she put the head into her mouth for a wet, sucking kiss, I nearly lost it. "Take off the panties," I whispered. She slid back and threw them across the room. But as she reached for the cord, I stopped her. "Suck it," I said. She fell into my lap and started sucking me, rubbing her wet thighs together and trying to relieve the pressure her own desire. "Don't bite me," I ordered as I threw the egg to the highest setting. She screamed into my crotch, the vibrations seeming to echo the little machine in her cunt. I let her ride it for a minute before tugging it out of her and laughing as she collapsed with my meat still in her mouth. She lay there prone for a minute before looking up at me. "Shit!" I hissed as I felt myself lose it completely and my load flowed into her mouth. Her eyes went wide, but she didn't try to move away. Looking closely, she seemed almost sad. She gulped down my jizz and released me before licking and sucking on my dick again. "You are too good at this," I laughed as I pulled her up to my face. I kissed her as I slipped three fingers into her unsuspecting pussy. She gasped and tried to close her legs but I was too quick for her. I fingered her with one hand as I toyed with her nipple with the other. I licked her neck and shoulder as I waited for my dick to jump again. It didn't take long. As soon as she felt it against her, she turned to look at me. I pushed her to her back and leaned over her. Looking at my dick at her pussy was very different from talking about it. the full weight of what I was about to do was settling on me. I was about to lose my virginity with the woman of my fantasies. It suddenly dawned on me, that I didn't know how to do this gently or carefully. I didn't want to hurt her. And it had been so long since she fucked. She seemed to sense my hesitation. And she quickly flipped us. Before I knew what was happening, I felt my dick being swallowed by this warm, wet, pulsing thing. I don't care admitting that I screamed. It was tight and quickly went from warm to hot and from pulsing to squeezing. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful. It took a moment to realize that she wasn't moving. I looked into the expression of total contentment on her face, bunched the muscles in my legs and thrust up. That's when I knew I was only halfway inside of her. As all of my dick was forced inside, she screamed. "Fuck," I moaned. She began to bob over my crotch wildly. The position she had to take forced her breasts over my face. Happily, I gently caught a nipple in my mouth, sucking as if I wanted milk. Everything that had happened since yesterday took over. I was overcome. As if it weren't enough to have used her body as my toy for more than an hour during my detention, I was finally fucking her. It was too much for me. I grabbed her in a fierce hug and flipped us putting me back on top and in a bit of control. But I froze as I looked at her. She turned to face my, eyes bright and wide. "Fuck me..." she whispered. And that's all I could do. I pounded her incredible pussy as though my life depended on it. It wasn't long before she came screaming my name. And it was hearing this woman, of all the women I could have tried this with, that made me blow my load. A few thrusts later and I managed to roll off of her, still clinging to her body I fell asleep. "Skyler... Skyler? Sky, wake up baby. It's time to get up," Rayla said as she jerked the sheets down from my face. I looked up into the smiling face of my sexy wife and grinned. She leaned over me and kissed me soundly. "Why'd you have to go and wake me up?" I asked. "You did look like you were having a good dream. So what was it? You fucking me as your nurse? Maybe a naughty student that needs her teacher's cock to teach her a lesson?" she asked as she sat on the edge of the bed and pressed those luscious breasts against me. My hands trailed down to her ass giving her a good squeeze before I answered. "Actually, you were the teacher that I had a hard-on for in school and I blackmailed you into fucking me with a dirty video you did. You know, those wild college years," I laughed. "...huh... You have the most fucked up dreams, hun." "Oh, I don't know. You seemed to enjoy everything in the dream. Besides a little domination never hurt anyone. But, it's Saturday, what is so important that I need to get up?" I asked. She stood back and pulled open the fluffy blue robe I bought her to reveal my favorite outfit...nothing. "I didn't think you'd mind me waking you to do me..." she pouted. I reached out and snatched her into the bed, laying over me. It was high time I made the dream a reality. Taming Teacher An hour later, Rayla screamed. If the doors had been open, security would have come back. Playing with her awesome body had given me the hard on of my life. I was about to wipe her fluids off of my face when a thought came to me. She was laying out over two desks when I spoke to her again. She was tired so I let her lay down while I moved across the room to watch her recover. Being to close made me want to play with her. "Rayla, can you get up?" "...yes..." "Come here." Her thighs were still wet and she moved slowly towards me. The hesitation was gone, but the exhaustion was setting in. When she was in front of me I reached out to hug her body to mine. "Lick this off my face," I ordered. Dutifully she gave my face stroke after stroke with her soft tongue until I was clean again. Then I kissed her while running a hand up her side to her breast, rolling the still hard nipple between my fingers. "I have a problem," I said. "What's that?" "My cock is hard as a rock right now," I said as I hopped up onto the table behind me. Before I could tell her anything, Rayla opened my pants and freed my erection. She gasped as it bobbed obscenely before her. Not wasting another second she began kissing and sucking at it. It felt so good! It was like warm wet velvet on my dick. Watching her of all people do this was almost more than I could take. I stilled her efforts, placing a hand on her cheek and having her look up at me with my meat still wedged between her pouty lips. "Lay down, I'm about to come," I ordered. She lay back along the desks and I rushed her, rubbing my engorged head against her lips firmly. "Skyler, stop it! You're not wearing a condom!" "I know, just relax. I won't do it in you..." I trailed off as I kept rubbing my dick against her. Still wet, still soft, still hot. I could just imagine getting into that pussy. Would my dick change the taste, would my jizz change the taste? I pulled away just in time to fire my load in a splattering up the length of her body. "Skyler... Oh..." she began moaning as I licked up every spot of cum on her body to offer it to her in a kiss. I watched as she accepted it all and swallowed. I kissed her again. "I want to play with you again, tomorrow," I said. "There's no school tomorrow, its Saturday..." "I want you to pick my up here tomorrow morning. I want you to buy some condoms. Tomorrow I want to take all of my dick into your pussy." "But-" "And if you give me any lip about it, I'll put all of this cock up your tight little ass. I like you Rayla, you just need to learn to obey."