Gemma was one of those girls who when you met, you instantly wanted to fuck- slightly on the large side but she carried it well, with a voluptuous body and massive tits which always caught your eye even on the odd occasions she wore loose shirts. Her ass was big but you still wondered what it'd be like to see it bared and bent over in front of you.
Once you got to know her not only did you want to fuck her, you wanted to put in her place.
She was posh, which was appealing, but extremely cocky with it and everytime in class she made a point or talked down to me, I'd feel my blood boil.
I never thought I'd get the chance to fulfil either one of my wishes, but that changed.
It was schoolgirl theme night at uni and I went out as a teacher with the whole cap, gown and cane. Late in the night after a few drinks I was stood at the bar when a drunken Gemma tottered over to me. Her light brown hair was tied back in pigtails and she was wearing a very tight white shirt which seemed to be struggling to contain her tits which I openly stared at.
"Like what you see, sir?" She purred
"Yeah, although I'm sure it breaks uniform codes."
"You gonna use the cane on me?" She giggled and turned to the bar to get served.
Her tiny skirt rode up slightly revealing that big juicy arse and the tops of her stockings. It was too tempting and I cracked the cane across her cheeks.
She yelped and bit her lip. She turned to me and looked stunned, her eyes watering but still a strange look of arousal.
"Oh, do you like that?"
Gemma didn't answer and I cracked the cane on her fat arse once again. She bit her lip.
"I asked a question."
"Y-es I like it"
"Private lesson, my room, five minutes" I said, whispering in her ear before leaving.
