Lesson 2:
He couldn't understand it...what was wrong with her? All day he had been so unbelievably horny, waiting for the moment when he would "catch" her talking and have to give her detention. Now there were less than 5 minutes of class left, and she'd behaved impeccably the entire lesson. He was actually toying with the idea of just pretending he'd caught her up to something, but he couldn't for the life of him think of an excuse that would sound feasible, given that none of her classmates would have seen it.
He just didn't know what had happened. On Friday he would have sworn that the girl was his. The way she had responded to him, and that knowing smile that she had given him as she left, what had gone wrong? Well fuck her he decided as the bell went to signal the end of the lesson, there were plenty more fish in the sea, or in this case schoolgirls in the classroom, what made her so damn special anyway?
He sat at his desk shuffling paperwork and bidding his pupils goodbye. So engrossed was he in pretending everything was normal that it took him a couple of minutes to register that someone still remained in the room. Looking up, he saw her still there, still sitting at her desk.
"The bell has sounded," he said curtly, "you don't have to stay today, you finished your detention on Friday."
Standing, she walked over to his desk. If anything, today's skirt was even shorter, and the heels were definitely higher. Damn the girl was a looker, but if she didn't want him then he didn't want her either.
"I know the bell has sounded sir," she said with her head tilted to one side, "but I'm pretty sure my lessons for the day aren't over...are they?"
"But I didn't give you detention today, you been good all class, there's no need for you to stay."
"Well," she said, looking at the floor "the thing is, I don't want to get a reputation as a bad girl, don't want my parents to think that I'm misbehaving at school." She raised her gaze to meet his, and the promise he saw in her eyes set his heart pounding and his cock stiffening.
"I don't want people to think I'm bad, but that doesn't mean I don't want to BE bad. Deep down inside I'm a very bad girl and I need to be taught the error of my ways."
Good god, this girl was dynamite! He'd tried this on before with many pupils, and most of them played along. Those who didn't were easily fooled into believing that nothing had happened and sent on their way. Some had been punished two or three times, but they'd always acted reluctant, like they didn't really want to be doing it. But this girl was pretty much begging for it!
"Right," he said, trying to keep some semblance of authority and control, even though all he wanted to do was throw her face down on his desk, pull her knickers to one side and roughly shove his cock into her. "I've been giving some thought to today's lesson and I think..."
"If you don't mind sir," she said, interrupting him mid sentence, "what I'd really like is to learn how to suck cock. You see, I'm pretty into my boyfriend Duncan, and he always wants me to do it to him, but I don't know how. Would you mind teaching me how to suck yours?"
"Would I mind? You want to suck my cock, and you're asking if I mind?"
"Yes sir. You see, I probably won't be very good at it at first and I know that you've probably had loads of experience, way more than me, and you made me feel so good last time and I just want to..." she tailed off, realizing that she was babbling.
"Young lady," he said, "nothing would give me greater pleasure than to let you suck my cock. Come here."
She stepped towards him, excitement bringing a flush to her cheeks, her eyes sparkling in delight at the thought of what was to come next. He lifted himself onto the edge of his desk and sat, legs apart, waiting for her to step between them. Already he was fully erect, and his cock strained at the fly of his trousers.
"Now then," he said, "first things first, have you ever touched one of these before?"
"I sort of accidentally rubbed Duncan's through his jeans once," she said, "it felt huge and it was pretty intimidating."
"Okay, well there's nothing to be worried about, just undo my fly and we'll take it from there."
She hesitated for a moment, probably only just realizing the enormity of what she was about to do. He was just starting to worry that she had changed her mind when she reached out one small hand and tugged at his zip. He was so erect she struggled somewhat, but after a few seconds the zip was down. His straining cock immediately pushed out through the gap, covered only by a thin layer of white cotton, already stained with his pre-cum.
Her hands moved to his button but she fumbled, so he brushed her hands aside, stood up, undid the button and let his trousers slide to the floor, followed rapidly by his underwear. Now she was face to face with his proudly erect cock, literally so because she was still bent over from undoing his trousers. She straightened up in a hurry, shock registering on her face.
"But sir," she whispered, "it's so...so...it's really big, much bigger than I expected."
He loved when they said that! There weren't many schoolgirls who had encountered a cock as large as his before, 8.5 inches when erect with an impressive girth, most of them panicked the first time they saw it, having only seen their boyfriend's pathetic offerings before.
"Don't let that put you off," he said. He sat back on his desk and leaned backwards slightly, pushing his hips forward to give her easier access. "Let's start off easy, first of all I want you to just stroke it, get used to it."
He expected some hesitation but she immediately stepped back between his legs and grasped his cock firmly in one hand. Having done that though she just stood there, unsure of what to do next.
