Teacher’s New Pet Learns Life Lesson, Part II

Teacher's Pet

Part one can be found here.

You must be willing to follow instructions in order to learn new things.

“Take off all your clothes,” she orders, withdrawing slightly, in a tone that he instinctively knows he should obey immediately. His fingers certainly fumble yet quickly accomplish the specified task, and he steps forward, away from the discarded apparel. He stands tall, throbbing cock pointed at her and his hands clasped behind his back, parade rest style. “Have you ever had sex?” she queries. Not trusting his voice, he shakes his head to inform her of his virginal state. “Excellent,” she purrs, “you shouldn’t have many bad habits. Can I safely assume you are interested in having sex?” A bobble-head couldn’t nod more enthusiastically than he does.

Teacher's Pet
Teacher

She walks toward her desk in the front of the room, and he follows her like the puppy he is. Pausing beside the desk briefly, she slips out of her panties. She goes behind the desk, but instead of sitting in her chair, she slides her perfect ass onto the desktop. “Sit,” she orders as she points at her chair, and he does so with alacrity. His eyes are level with her full breasts, still held in the embrace of her pink lace bra. As she parts her legs, he glances down at her crotch, now bared to his eager gaze. She reaches forward and puts a hand behind his head, guiding it down to that glistening slit. “I want your tongue on me – just let me put your head where I need it to be,” she directs.

When reality is better than fantasy, you’ve hit life’s jackpot.

He begins lapping, certainly hoping he is doing it to her satisfaction. She moves his head slightly, the pressure of her hand making her wishes easily known. “That’s it,” she coos, “just like that. Keep it up. Don’t stop. Fuck yes! Lick me, you pussy eating prodigy.” He’s too busy tonguing her to smile, but his cock jerks appreciatively at her compliment. The pressure of her hand on the back of his head increases, forcing his face into her juicy gash. She grinds against his face, her hips rhythmically thrusting, and he licks and laps faster.

Due to his diligence, her cries now inarticulate, a sudden gush of cream coats his tongue, lips, cheeks and chin. She gently pushes his head away from her and that luscious treat, smiling down at him with approval. “Fantastic job,” she says, “and next time it will be your turn.”

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