I always view sequels as a risk and so I don’t tend to pursue them, however there was a lot of demand for this, so here we go. I’d recommend checking [Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fflokg/teachers_pet/) out first, and if that hasn’t fulfilled your needs read this. There will be a third and final part shortly.
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*She knelt on the desk before him, her back arched and her ass in the air.*
*He lifted her skirt to reveal the tight, pink lips of her pussy, begging for attention.*
*He grabbed his cock and slid it along the slit. As he pushed he felt the warmth embrace him.*
Mr West woke to the familiar stickiness of cum-soaked boxers. He quietly groaned and looked around the room to make sure the others were still asleep.
It was the annual field trip and he’d drawn the short straw to chaperone. All the male teachers had to bunk in one room, and it was getting a little awkward for Mr West. Wet dreams weren’t something he’d had issues with in the past, but since Ellie had sought his help his dreams seemed to get filthier each night. It was just his luck that he’d wake the room with his dream-fuelled moans.
What was worse was that she was on the trip, which wasn’t really surprising considering it was designated for final year students. However, he couldn’t pass her in school without his cock creating a tent in his chinos, so now having to spend the days with her hiking in the woods and kayaking was proving to be a test of his will.
Fortunately there was a gym in the complex for him to wash away evidence of his regular ‘accidents’, so he quickly grabbed his stuff and shuffled out of the room as quietly as he could. It was quite easy to disguise the early morning trips: he just said he was working out.
As usual the gym was empty, so Mr West slipped between the treadmills and into the showers. The complex was pretty modern and the shower room was quite big; five cubicles lined the far wall, and then there was a changing area big enough for a football team. Content that he was alone, he chucked his clothes into a locker and hid himself in the end cubicle.
There was plenty of room in the shower which was a relief because when he’d first used them the water had hit like a jet of ice and he’d nearly fallen back through the curtain. Now he waited patiently for it to heat up, occasionally splashing a handful of water onto his crotch to try and remove the cum from his pubes.
He’d just stepped into the stream and let the heat cascade over his body when he heard a familiar rustle.
He peered through one eye and nearly dropped his shampoo when he saw her creeping past the shower curtain.
“Ellie!” He gasped and tried to cover his hardening cock.
She smirked at him as water splashed her purple underwear. “Hi, sir.”
“Ellie, what are you doing here? This is the men’s room!”
“Ssh,” she whispered and placed a finger to his lips. He could smell that she’d been playing with herself. That scent of the warmth between her legs brought flashes of her on his desk into his mind.
“What are you doing?” he whispered back.
“I wanted to play a game.”
Mr West’s heart fluttered. This damn girl.
“Me and the other girls were playing truth or dare last night and it made me think that maybe you might like to play it with me?”
He didn’t want to play games. He wanted to fuck her right there under the water. “Ellie, you should go. If we get caught-“
She shook her head. “Truth? Or dare?”
He stared at her and realised there was no way she was leaving until he’d played along. He figured a round or two would be fine, then he could convince her to leave.
“Truth.”
“Do you like my panties?”
Mr West’s eyes lingered on the thong before answering. The lace was a teasing web of fabric that revealed just enough to leave him wanting more.
“I like your panties.”
“Okay, now you ask me,” she grinned.
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare!”
Fuck. He looked around the shower for anything he could get her to do that wouldn’t risk his job. Though this already seemed pretty risky.
“Do a twirl.”
Ellie grinned and slowly turned, looking back to throw him a smile as she shook her perfect ass.
She asked him the question again and he picked truth again. The show was good but his willpower was too strong to fall for the trap of a dare.
“Have you stopped thinking about my pussy yet?”
She stepped closer and the water began to drench her chest. He shook his head as he tried not stare down her bra.
“I pick dare.”
“Take off the bra,” he said with a shaky breath. One peek wouldn’t hurt.
No sooner had he asked than she’d unclasped and dropped her bra. Water poured across her boobs, the beads circling her perky nipples. Mr West bit his lip as he tried to contain his erection behind two hands. It was so hard not to reach out and grab her.
“I pick dare,” he said, hoping she’d tell him to feel her body in his hands.
“I dare you to move your hands.”
He froze. His cock wasn’t just hard. It was virgin hard. It was that boner you got the first time someone ever touched you, the kind that throbbed with anticipation, even bigger than it normally grew. It felt tender, like a single stroke of a feather could send him over the edge.
A dare was a dare though, so he pulled his hands away and let his cock hang in the air. He watched as Ellie devoured the sight.
“Now I dare you to let me suck it,” she said as she lowered herself to her knees.
He was about to protest, that the game was about taking turns, but then he felt her hand wrap around his shaft. He figured they were just saving time so he let her continue, her cold palms stroking him gently.
“Remember when you slipped the tip into my pussy?”
He felt a twinge of sensation that nearly overwhelmed him. He nodded as they stared at each other, a clear bead leaking from the head.
Ellie crouched and began to flick her tongue over his balls. The sight of her face obscured by his cock was enough to make his mind explode. He groaned as she teased his sack, her tongue a pleasurable tickle. Her tongue then slid carefully up his shaft and when she reached the tip she planted a kiss that made him want to grab her by her hair. She smiled up at him as her lips parted and he felt the warmth of her mouth suck him, but only just the tip. She pulled away and stroked him some more.
“Are you happy with just the tip?” she whispered.
He grabbed her head in response and pushed her onto his cock. Her mouth opened willingly and this time she swallowed more. Her head began to bob and inch by inch she took him in her mouth, her wet lips slurping on his shaft.
“Fuck,” he moaned as he grabbed her hand and placed it on his balls.
Another moan escaped his lips as she began to rub and suck.
“Didn’t take you for a noisy wanker, Derrick,” a voice called from somewhere in the changing room.
Mr West stood up straight and made sure the curtain was pulled across. Mr Sharpe, the science teacher, had obviously decided to visit the gym. They’d be fucked if he found Ellie like this.
Mr West looked down at Ellie, who had pulled her lips from him. Instead she rubbed him softly with her right hand, whilst her left slipped into her panties.
“Don’t mind me,” Mr Sharpe continued. “Its hard being stuck in this complex away from our wives, surrounded by horny teens. Take your time, I’ll cover for you.”
Ellie shrugged and took this as permission to continue, her lips enveloping his cock once more. He wanted her to stop, it was too much risk with Sharpe on the other side of the curtain, but then he watched her rub her pussy and remembered her hips bucking on his tongue. He ran his fingers back through her hair and let her carry on.
Outside, the other teacher stripped and entered one of the cubicles and soon the sound of two flowing shower heads filled the room. Ellie took the opportunity to show off a little more and began to push his cock to the back of her throat. Mr West grabbed her head and tilted back his own, his mind spinning from her gargling chokes. Each time she pulled away she’d grin as a bubbling, white string of spit hung between his cock and her mouth. She’d smear it over his shaft with her hand and use it as lube to jerk his cock.
“I’m so close,” he soon whispered, and in return she mouthed ‘Where do you want to cum?’
He imagined unloading in her tight, warm pussy but he knew that would be too far. He glanced instead at her tits and saw her give a wicked smile. She swallowed him again, her slurps faster and harder to resist.
He was worried her slobbering might be too loud, but with every thrust she was sucking his cum closer to the tip and he couldn’t find the strength to pull away. He leaned against the wall as his legs began to give. She’d earned every drop of his cum and now it was time for her to take control.
As his cock began to throb she pulled away and presented her chest as a willing target. He watched the hot, white cum erupt from the head and spurt thick beads across Ellie’s tits. His knees began to tremble as he watched a trail drip down to her nipple. She continued to jerk him, squeezing every drop from his balls, and he felt his sensitive cock twitch in her hand.
Once he was stable Ellie stood before him and they both listened to Mr Sharpe’s shower switch off. She grabbed his hand and guided it to her panties, beneath which he could feel the wet warmth. He looked at her and she looked at him, and he knew what he had to do.
He pulled the lace aside and as he began to rub her he felt that she was already soaked with lust. He slipped in two fingers and watched her bite her lip and try not to moan in delight.
His cock hung desperately in the air and in the end he couldn’t take it anymore. To the sound of Mr Sharpe humming a tune he slid the shaft into her panties. He held her close as he grinded against her, willing for her to make the next move.
She angled her body so he was holding her steady and with his next thrust he felt his cock against her hole. He stared into her eyes as he began to push himself into her, the wetness embracing his tip once again.
The shower room door slammed shut and Ellie pulled away.
“Best get going before the others get up,” she grinned. Without another word she snuck through the curtain with her cum covered boobs still bare.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/g5qtwy/teachers_pet_pt_ii
Please make this a series