Tilly and the Professor

Tilly

I have been teaching college level English for over 6 years now. There are always those students that give you trouble, you know, the ones that want to fuck with you and don’t actually give a shit about learning. None have ever been as much of a disruption as Tilly. She thought that because she was young and attractive that the world revolved around her, she was a disruptive, egotistical little bitch. Her usual antics were nothing compared to today, though. Tilly showed up to class, late as usual, in a skimpy school girl outfit. Her short, green plaid skirt barely covered her perfect round ass, her white button-up shirt was tied in the front, her perky breasts popping out the top. She wore black stiletto heels that just made her legs go on forever, her pouty lips were painted dark red and her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight ponytail.

I admit, seeing her like this was a turn on, she had an amazing body and I was imagining her bent over my desk the second she walked in the room. I couldn’t have this, she was pushing boundaries and purposefully trying to cause a disruption in the class. I had a job to do.

Tilly sat down in the front row and leaned forward on her desk, giving me a perfect view of her breasts as she smirked at me. I clenched my fists and looked down at her from the front of the room.

“Class, you have the rest of the day off to read Hamlet on your own. Return next week with all of your essay questions done and ready to discuss.” I ordered, closing the book on my desk. The class seemed surprised and shuffled their belongings into their bags, Tilly grinned and stood up, slinging her purse over her shoulder ready to enjoy her day off.

“Not you, Miss. Kepper.” She stood in front of her desk and looked at me, her expression changing to annoyance. The other students whispered and dawdled. “Get out!” I shouted at them, impatience building. My heart was pumping, Tilly sat back down, now with a look of fear in her green eyes, she knew that she had gone too far and that she would have to face the consequences. The room emptied and I closed and locked the door behind the last student. I turned towards Tilly, my expression straight and stoic, I stepped towards her and she shrunk down in her seat.

“You have been nothing but trouble, do you have any idea what you have put me through this year?” She shrugged and fidgeted under her desk. “And now, this? What did you expect coming into my class looking like a little whore?” She looked up at me and her jaw dropped at my boldness.

“I…I’m…” she stuttered. Her trembling lips looked so soft, her entire body was slouched down and as I looked down at her I could see her erect nipples through the thin white shirt. I felt a stirring in my groin and my face felt hot, I couldn’t let this spoiled princess get the better of me, I couldn’t let her win.

“You-you, what?” I leaned down, my hands pressed against her desk and my face just inches away from hers. “You are a little whore, aren’t you Tilly?” She said nothing and stared up at me, shocked. I took her hand in mine and guided her out of her desk, I led her to the front of the room in front of my desk and I placed my other hand on her cheek. She trembled a bit and stared at the floor in silence. I tilted her face up until she was looking into my eyes and I placed my hands on her smooth shoulders. “You came into my class dressed like this, you must have wanted something to happen.” I assumed, my hands sliding down her arms, caressing her smooth white skin as she shivered.

She had always acted so confident and full of herself, but here she was, my half-naked little school girl, innocent and naive.

“Well, what did you want?” I asked demandingly.

“I…I don’t know.” She whispered, I looked at her sternly. “I don’t know…sir.” She corrected herself. I smiled and leaned back, sitting on my desk.

“That’s better. Now, you must have known that I would react to you looking like this. Well, I am reacting.” I reached out and grabbed the knot in the front of her shirt, pulling her slightly towards me. She let out an adorable squeak and I scoffed at her resistance. “Listen honey, you have gotten away with murder in this class, you came in here with your ass hanging out and I’m calling your bluff.” I said smacking her ass. Her big green eyes darted between my eyes and my now bulging crotch. She bit her lip a little and began to breath heavily, relaxing into my hands that rested on her firm behind. I pulled her in even closer until her breasts were pressed against my chest, her breath warm and sweet against my face. I slipped my hand down underneath her skirt and felt her toned ass, squeezing and caressing her with one hand as the other travelled across her chest and cupped her breast.

She inhaled sharply and her lips parted, I took the opportunity to taste her beautiful mouth and I slipped my tongue past her lips. She resisted a bit before accepting that this was what she wanted, what she deserved. She had to learn. I explored her young mouth with my tongue and tasted her plump lips, my hands groped and pinched her hard nipples. I pulled away from her mouth and before she knew what was happening I pulled her to the side and stepped behind her. I slid my hand up the back of her shirt and forced her down onto the desk, bending her at the waist so her round ass was sticking out for me to admire. I lifted her tiny skirt so that I could get a good view of her bare cheeks, the little slut wasn’t even wearing panties. She wanted this.

“You have been a bad, bad girl Miss. Kepper.” I taunted, slipping one finger between her cheeks and feeling her beautiful, tight ass hole. “Haven’t you?” She breathed heavily, her faced pressed into the wooden desk, but she said nothing. “Haven’t you!” I shouted, slapping her ass, hard.

“Yes!” She wailed as pleasure echoed from her voice. She fucking loved it. I smacked her again, harder. “I’m a bad girl! I am! Oh, oh God I’ve been so naughty, sir!” I could practically smell her pussy getting wet, she was a dirty little girl and I was going to make sure she was punished properly. I slapped her ass again and again until she giggled and screamed in ecstasy. When her cheeks were red and trembling I grabbed her pretty blonde ponytail and pulled her up from the desk. I sat back on the desk and just enjoyed the sight of Tilly standing in front of me. Clothing dishevelled, skirt up around her waist, her pretty pussy glistening and her dark lipstick smeared from where she was pressed against the desk. She was really learning her lesson.

I unbuckled my pants, pulling my raging erection from its cloth prison. She looked hungry, like a child staring at a lollipop, licking her lips and gently sliding a finger over her shaven pussy.

“Are you ready to learn the most important lesson of your life, young lady?” I teased. She nodded and stared down at my member with excitement in her eyes, her yellow hair loose and hanging around her beautiful face in a tangled mess. I grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto the floor in front of me, she fell onto her knees and within a second she had her pretty red lips around my hard cock. It felt amazing, she slid my dick into her mouth so far that I felt the back of her throat. It was incredible, the way she could practically swallow my entire dick, she wrapped her lips around my shaft and gobbled my cock like a porn star. I leaned back on my desk and Tilly’s head bounced up and down, her saliva dripping down my shaft, the sounds of her gagging every time my head hit the back of her throat was music to my ears. This cocky teenager had given me so many headaches over the last few months, and now, now was my time to finally have her.

My balls tightened and the pleasure finally built up inside me until I couldn’t stand it any longer. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her face down on my cock, and as she gagged, I released string after string of cream into her mouth. It was the most beautiful sight. Tilly kneeling in front of me, her school girl outfit a mess, her hair tangled and sweaty, and my cum dripping from her supple young lips as she smiled up at me. I will use this imagine for the rest of my life and hopefully Miss Tilly Kepper finally learned her lesson.

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