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That next Wednesday morning, I was too anxious to do anything. Pretty soon, I would be on my way to get myself some of that good dick again. I took a shower and shaved myself, since Daddy loves a clean pussy. I dressed in a black skirt, thinking this would be the best option for how naughty I was about to be today. Leaving my panties off, I pulled on a different white bra this time with a patterned tank top.
My mom was ecstatic about my offer to "further my education" and "keep me busy." Dad took her to work, so I could use her car every day to get to school, or as I liked to call it, my daily booty call appointment.
By the time I got there and checked into the office, it was 12:50. I made my way to his room and saw there were students from his previous class packing up to leave. I entered and one of the boys whistled at me.
"Hey, Smith, pipe it down. Didn't anyone teach you how to respect a lady?" Mr. Davis barked. The class laughed and his friends shook their heads at him.
I didn't mind the extra attention but was thankful for Mr. Davis' willingness to protect me.
"Hello, Mr. Davis. How are you?" I tried my best to hide my excitement, now that everyone was watching.
"I'm wonderful now," he answered. "Class!" he announced. "This is Jenna, my former student, and she's going to help my other senior class prepare for the finals."
"Why don't we get an assistant?" whined one of the students.
"I don't want to waste Miss Jenna's time with reading mediocre papers. She's only here for the honors class." The class booed in reply but this wasn't something out of the ordinary for him to be saying. Once the bell rang, the students shuffled out in what appeared to be a small stampede.
The door finally shut and we were alone. Mr. Davis promptly reached into his desk and pulled out a pink, egg-shaped device with a curve on the end. He placed it in my hands without a word.
"What is this?" It felt smooth and was rather light.
"A remote-control vibrator," he stated matter-of-factly. "Put it in, quickly now, before the next students arrive."
"Wow," I remarked, inserting it into my pussy. It slid in easily and I exhaled. "I didn't know they had those."
He took out his phone. "See here, I can turn it on and off and adjust the speed. So, watch out today, alright?" His grin was devilish but excited me beyond belief.
"I will, Sir. Are you going to let me come?"
"As many times as you like."
This surely was a special treat. I sat down on the stool in front and felt like I had a dick in me with an extension reaching up to my clit. I couldn't wait for that little device to work its magic on me. The door swung open and his next group of students rushed in. I turned and nodded my head at Mr. Davis but I couldn't feel it yet. This must be on his terms.
Most of the kids recognized me, since we had been in some of the same classes last year. A few of them were even my old friends.
I noticed my friend Tamara from student council and she rushed over to me, giving me a huge hug. "Jenna!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
I tensed up, expecting for Mr. Davis to flip the egg on, but nothing happened. "Oh, I'm just here to help you guys, just for something to do."
"Cool, we'll have to catch up later."
Mr. Davis got the attention of the class, which was much less rowdy than the first group. A few people waved to me, recognizing me from around school. He explained why I was here and they seemed glad to have a visitor.
"Miss Jenna is going to go through her essay from last year to give you guys an idea on how to structure it," he announced, projecting the copy onto the whiteboard behind me. "Jenna, take it away." His face wore an amused expression.
"Hi, guys," I began. "So, I know all of you are so excited to be here today," I joked. They laughed too, with little interjections of "Yeah, right."
"I'll just start with essay planning. So, if you haven't already..." I paused, noticing Mr. Davis reach for his phone. Nothing happened. "If you haven't already--" With that, the little egg started lightly buzzing in my pussy, causing me to jump. Of the half of the class that was paying attention, they squinted their eyes at me. "Sorry, um," I said. "It's a bit cold in here." No one seemed to care. The device continued to vibrate inside my pussy and on my clit. I regretted not wearing panties as I felt my pussy get slippery between my legs.
"So, anyway, if you haven't already chosen a topic, don't do something basic." I shifted on the stool, legs crossed at the ankles. "Mine was on, um--" It was hard to concentrate with Mr. Davis and all these students staring me down while my pussy was vibrating. I wondered if anyone could hear. "It was on, um, uh, the education crisis in Middle Eastern countries and how it affects women." I silently applauded myself for my ability to finally complete a coherent thought. With this, I saw Mr. Davis out of the corner of my eye reach for his phone again. The vibrations increased.
"Mmm," I struggled not to scream out loud. "Um, I mean, I'm going to show you what my paper looks like when it's done." I had to stand up to reach the clicker device for the projector. When I was able to get on my feet, the vibrations felt more intense. I was scared that it would slide out with all my wetness so I promptly sat back down. It wouldn't be long now before I had to have my release. I forced a small grin for Mr. Davis and struggled to maintain my composure.
"You're going to use APA format, which means you need a title page. Here is what mine looks like," I said, pointing to the screen. A couple students were taking notes as I continued to describe what to do. I thought I could handle it but the vibrations increased again, causing my whole body to twitch.
"So..." That word hung in the air and it turned into a small moan.
"Miss Jenna," he interrupted and I snapped back into reality. I felt everyone's stare and it only made me hotter. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hang on, but I actually wanted to come. I needed to, and there was no holding it back after a few moments. "You forgot to explain the body paragraphs. I think it's been awhile since you've had a presentation, hasn't it?" He cocked his head at me and I hated his patronizing stare.
The class laughed. Oh, what a funny one, Mr. Davis. My nostrils flared, since I knew he was toying with me just for his own amusement. It was so taboo, in a sick way, and the pairs of eyes on me only egged me on.
But then, the worst thing happened. He turned the device off. I looked at him and crossed my arms.
"Right. Of course. Mr. Davis usually recommends ten body paragraphs but I suggest fifteen to include the opposing argument." I was surprised that half the class was still listening. I scrolled through the paper, pointing out examples, but my pussy ached for release. "The conclusion is the most important part," I continued.
"Say, Mr. Davis," The class turned to look at him and he cocked his head once more. "I don't need the projector anymore, so could you please flip the switch. Both of them." I raised my eyebrows slightly, hoping he would oblige and take the hint. As the projector turned off, the vibrator buzzed to life. I smiled and wiggled in my seat.
"In the conclusion, you want to end with a big bang. Really go out in style, um--" I stuttered and my orgasm approached rapidly. I looked Mr. Davis in the eye. "Let it be your big finish."
He understood and drew the attention over to himself, announcing something about due dates. My orgasm tore through me as I struggled not to shake too much. I pretended to shiver and crossed my arms over my chest. The voice of Mr. Davis droned on and I couldn't comprehend what he was saying while my euphoria pummeled through me. It finally calmed down so I could stand and walk behind his desk. He finished talking and the students took out their laptops, which I assumed was for them to begin their own papers.
I leaned close to his ear, "Was that noticeable?" I slipped the vibrator out of my slick pussy and placed it in his desk.
"No, Miss Jenna. You did great. Well done." He leaned even closer. "That got me rock hard, Babydoll. You're going to help me with that later."
For the rest of the class, I walked around, helping students and visiting. Mr. Davis really appreciated that he could have some time for grading and other teacher stuff. The time finally came for the bell to ring and all of the students rushed out of the room. Once they were gone, I ran over to the door, slid the privacy shield over the window, and locked it. I began to pull my skirt down, understanding what Daddy would expect.
"Don't bother," he spoke out, unzipping his dress pants and unleashing his hard cock. "Get over here now and bend over my desk, Babydoll."
He shoved his cock into my pussy, grabbing both of my arms and pinning them behind my back. All I heard was the slap of his balls on my ass and the faint murmurs of the older students in the hall who were leaving for the day.
"Fuck, Daddy--"
He cupped his hand over my mouth. "Don't say a fucking word."
The situation was so hot, just thinking of all the people outside. Only the locked door was separating innocent bystanders from our naked frenzy.
It didn't take long before he whispered that he was going to cum and his load was released inside my pussy. Another orgasm rippled through my body.
"Thank you for today," I said as his cum dripped out of my pussy and onto my leg.
"You deserved it. I didn't think you'd be able to do that." He surprised me by bending down and kissing me, right on the lips. My eyes widened in surprise before I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck, standing on my tippy toes. The moment was perfect and I felt so protected and, well, loved. Before our makeout session got too heated, the door handle jiggled and I heard a knock.
"Hide under the desk, it might look suspicious otherwise."
"It is suspicious, " I chuckled, crawling under the desk. It was really boring down there. Tamara had returned to ask about an extension on an assignment, claiming she didn't want the other students to hear and try to ask too. He didn't even give the girl the time of day once he realized that was the cause of her visit. I used my hand to wipe the cum off my leg and licked it off my fingers, listening to her pleas. He shooed her out and picked me up from under the desk, setting me on top of it. We stared at each other for awhile.
"Well, I guess I better get going," I broke the silence.
"No, please stay."
"Okay! Round two?"
"I just want you here with me, that's all."
I looked at his face and something had changed for the better. He was staring at me but not with lust - something else I couldn't figure out. We spent another hour talking like the old days, but now with more empathy and gentleness. It was different. Good different.
I looked up at the clock and it was already 4:30. " Alright, I'm going to head home now."
"Oh, I guess it is getting late," he said, sounding sort of sad. "But, hey, I'll be seeing you tomorrow."
"I'm surely looking forward to that. Today was a blast!"
"Oh, you should be, Babydoll. I have something else in store for us."
"What is that?"
"It's a surprise."
I kissed him goodbye and my heart fluttered; I couldn't wait for tomorrow.
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