Cady didn’t wear panties to class again. And there she was, sitting on the front row while he attempted to compute equations on the whiteboard. Her wavy blonde hair fell over her face as she took notes with her legs splayed apart, but he could still see part of her smirk.
Last time she did this, he feigned a headache to put his desk between his dick and the class, but Damon knew that he couldn’t keep pulling that one off. So he stood his ground. “Raleigh, Des Moines, Nashville.” Damon tried to think of as many state capitals as he could during pauses to let his students take notes. He wanted to keep his cock from standing at attention, but it was no use. He could even feel the wetness of the pre-cum gathering at the tip. And Cady was trying to keep from laughing.
The class felt like the longest one that Damon had ever taught. He tried to spend most of his time facing toward the whiteboard, but he could tell that a couple of the other girls noticed his predicament. They were whispering to each other in the back. Luckily, they had no idea why. He was the only one who could see up Cady’s skirt.
Damon was glad when the bell finally rang and the class filtered out, all except Cady.
“You can’t do that to me,” Damon said.
“Do what, Mr. Miller?” Cady asked, raising an eyebrow and reaching down to stick a finger into her pussy.
Damon rushed to shut the door, lock it, and tape a piece of paper over his window. He definitely didn’t want anyone peeking in right now. Luckily, it was his off period, so he wasn’t expecting more students to show up for the next hour.
“I’ve been so hard all class.”
“I could tell,” said Cady. “I’ve been thinking about you fucking me the entire time.”
“If you could tell, that means that everyone else could, too.”
“Maybe not,” she said, getting up from her desk to approach him. “Maybe they weren’t paying attention like I do.” She started to undo his tie.
He stuck his hand between her legs, and she was dripping. He was nervous about doing this at school, especially since nosy Ms. Meadows was in the classroom next door, but he couldn’t waste this opportunity.
“Let’s skip the shirt and tie,” he said. He leaned her against a desk. “Do you think that you can be quiet?” he asked, moving down to kneel in front of her. He pushed her skirt up and began to flick her clit with his tongue. She leaned back on her elbows and bucked her hips to meet his face.
“Oh my God. I’m not sure. It feels so good. But I’ll try.”
Damon continued lashing her clit with his tongue, speeding up and applying slightly more pleasure until she thrashed about, whimpering into her arm with pleasure as she came.
As soon as she calmed down, Cady pulled him up to kiss him, pulling his belt open and freeing his stiff cock. She expertly guided him to her opening.
“Please, Mr. Miller. Please fuck me. I’ll be quiet, I promise.”
Damon was impressed by how quickly Cady had learned. And he was terrified by how easy she made it to break the rules.
“Cady, if anyone finds out about this, I will absolutely be fired.”
“No one’s going to find out, Mr. Miller. Please. I need your cock inside me.”
With that comment, Damon couldn’t hold back any longer. He pushed her back further onto the desk, so that it held her weight, and grabbed one of her legs. He pushed his cock in inch by inch, and she was just as tight as she had been before at his apartment. He had to work to get the last two inches in, but, once he did, it felt like Heaven, her tight pussy gripping him. Cady was already breathing heavily, and he hadn’t even started moving yet.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“God, yes. She said. I’m just completely full. It feels amazing.”
“Do you want me to keep going?” he asked, pausing.
“Yes. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can. Don’t hold back.”
Damon took her invitation and began moving his cock in and out, slamming into her g-spot with each thrust. Cady was doing her best to keep her promise on keeping quiet, moaning when she probably would have been screaming if he had her at home, but he wasn’t doing as well. As he fucked her, the desk was scraping across the floor toward the back of the room so that he kept having to move forward. He was hoping Ms. Meadows didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary, but he also was close to cumming, and didn’t want to stop.
“Did you get the birth control we talked about? I’m so close.”
Cady was having trouble speaking, her head thrown back and her eyes closed, enjoying the hard fucking she was getting.
“Please, Cady. Quick. I need to know if I can cum inside you. Please.”
“Yes,” she said, and he released his load into her, filling her pussy with stream after stream of his cum. After he pulled out, his cum both streamed down her leg and fell in a pool between her legs. He wondered how long it would take it all to fall out, since she didn’t have any panties. Maybe she would leave some on the chair of her next class.
As Damon buckled his belt and Cady flattened her skirt and cleaned up her pussy and legs, there was a rap at the door of the classroom. Damon felt a tightening in his stomach as he knew he’d have to think quickly to keep his job.
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