Teacher's Pet

All characters are 18+, and if things like lesbian sex, first-time, sexual name-calling, student-teacher, light dom/sub or historical settings aren't your cup of tea then this isn't the story for you.

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"Oh ma'am,

please

, no! I promise not to do it again...!"

Arista tried to hold the hem of her gingham dress down, the eighteen-year-old blushing furiously as her teacher yanked it back up, and she turned her head away in shame as Miss Worthington began to pull Arista's bloomers down over her wide, curvaceous hips.

"Just because you are my eldest student that does

NOT

make you exempt from punishment when you incur it upon yourself."

All the teen could do was nod demurely in acquiescence, her scarlet cheeks hiding as she crossed her arms on her teacher's desk and buried her face on them. The town's only teacher, Miss Eva Worthington, ruled her one-room schoolhouse with an iron glare: her intolerance for students who misbehaved was legendary, a harsh spanking her go-to punishment, and Arista should have known better than to doze off in class. Now it was too late, and she was about to sit through the rest of the school day with a reddened rump.

Despite her anxiety Arista's pussy was growing aroused, her virgin body excited for something she didn't yet have any experience with, and the teen equal parts feared and desired her punishment. She had been attracted to Miss Worthington for some time, a shameful secret the girl was loath to admit even to herself, and the thought of being disciplined by the stern educator had her cunt wet. The older woman acted as if she was about to pull the bloomers all the way down, her gaze glued to the soft, peach-hued skin of her pupil's ass cheeks that was slowly being exposed, and then she suddenly halted as if struck by an idea.

"Alright, Miss Colson, I shall give you one chance: if you can answer a series of test questions I shall spare you from being penalized, but if you fail even one then you will stay behind for a double punishment instead. Do you accept? If not then take your punishment now, and let us be done with your embarrassment."

A relieved exhale escaped Arista, the teen lifting her head as her teacher's hand -- which had still been gripping her knickers -- released the waistband of her undergarments. As she stepped back Miss Worthington's long fingers fell downwards, the digits accidently brushing over the soft swell of the girl's pussy, and Arista bit back a gasp at the unintentional caress.

"I accept!"

Her breathless response was noted with curiosity by her teacher, Miss Worthington arching an inquisitive brow, but reluctantly she pulled the cloth back up. Miss Arista Colson was a beauty, known around town as one of the most eligible bachelorettes, and for a moment Eva mourned the loss of the chance to see what she suspected was a very cute, pink little pussy. She took another step back, the distance allowing Arista to stand up, and the two women faced each other. Miss Worthington had to hold back a smirk when her eyes landed on Arista's large breasts, the teen's hard nipples confirming that the excited gasp Eva thought she had imagined had indeed been real, and a wicked idea was forming in her mind.

She had seduced several of the town's older, married women, her clandestine lesbian activities a thrilling game she loved to play when their husbands were out drinking or hunting, but this was the first time she had been attracted to a woman younger than herself. Eva was thirty, more than a decade older than Arista, yet there was something so sweet, so pure, about the cute blonde that drew her in. Clearly her accidental touch had struck a chord within the girl, and Eva was very interested to see just how open to having some extracurricular fun the teen would be.

"Very well. I shall start easy, then make the remaining questions progressively harder. Question one: the first president of our great country was sworn in three years ago, but what is his middle name?"

Immediately Arista raised her hand, all students trained to do so before they answered a question, and Miss Worthington nodded her permission.

"That would be a trick question, ma'am, since President Washington does not have one."

Eva kept her face neutral, though she was frowning inside -- that had been such an easy fact to miss in the class' single, shared primer book that no other student would have realized the answer, and she had been hoping it would trip Arista up immediately.

"Indeed, Miss Colson. Next, what is five times seven?"

It took a minute for Arista to answer, her brows furrowed as she worked the sum out in her head, but after a few moments of silence the teen had her answer. Her hazel eyes lit up, an enchanting shine to them that drew Eva in, and it didn't go unnoticed just how close together they were standing. Miss Worthington's mind, perpetually able to slip into a lewd place at the drop of a hat, noticed that their breasts were nearly touching, her own pussy growing damp with excitement at the situation.

"Thirty-five!"

This time Eva chose to smile openly, lulling Arista into a sense of security by praising the girl for her swift calculations, but her devious plan was about to finish unfolding.

"Well done, my dear! Now, can you make me happy by answering the final question?"

Arista nodded eagerly, all pupils having been taught from a young age that pleasing their teacher was essential to their schooling, and triumph bubbled within her. She had answered two hard questions correctly, the teen believing she was a shoe-in for the last one, and Arista was certain that she was about to escape being spanked.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Eva was laughing inside, and with a smirk that sent a shiver up Arista's spine she asked her final one.

"What does the Latin phrase

'A priori and a posteriori'

mean when translated into English?"

For a moment Arista stared blankly at her teacher, her mind racing in a panic. There was indeed a section on Latin in the school's primer, but they weren't scheduled to get there until the following week. She dropped her eyes, once more embarrassed, and with a defeated sigh she shook her head. Eva was always encouraging her students to study ahead, to read the next few pages on their own to earn extra merit stars with which to decorate their writing slates, but Arista hadn't done that recently. The teen had failed, and now she'd have to accept her punishment after class.

"I, I do not know, Miss Worthington."

With a sharp tsk Eva shook her head in disapproval, merely pointing to Arista's seat.

"I will see you at the end of the day, then."

A moment later the yard bell rang, recess ending, and the younger children filed back into the room. They knew why Arista had been kept inside, so they were extra quiet as to not draw any of their teacher's ire upon themselves. When Miss Worthington pointed at one of the boys he immediately gave Miss Worthington his full attention, standing up and making eye contact with her.

"Johnny, since you pass their house on the way home please deliver word to Mr. Colson that his daughter will be arriving home later than normal tonight, due to having to stay and receive her punishment for dozing off in class."

Little Johnny nodded, giving her a quick 'yes ma'am', and with that the afternoon's lesson resumed. By the end of the day Eva's pussy was a dripping mess, the teacher so turned on by the thought of toying with the lovely blonde that she could barely focus. She dismissed the children almost thirty minutes early, the class happy to have earned such a rare reward, and they all headed home until only a single student remained. Once it was just the two of them Miss Worthington turned to Arista, her eyes alight with a predatory gleam that the innocent virgin couldn't comprehend, and with a lit lantern in one hand and a ruler in the other Eva headed for the door.

"Now, Miss Colson, come with me for your punishment."

Confusion etched Arista's face, the pretty teen not comprehending what her teacher meant. When students stayed late to be punished they were made to mop floors or clean writing slates, always remaining in the classroom until dismissed, so this was unusual.

"Ma'am, are you not going to enact it right here?"

Eva shook her head, a stern, no-nonsense frown crinkling her lips as she looked back over her shoulder. Her next words weren't a lie, though neither did they reveal the true reason behind the sudden change.

"No. I do not appreciate being interrupted, as that can instill in my students the false notion that they can be spared from the consequence of their actions, so I will be taking you to the gardening shed for privacy."

The only person who normally went in the tiny outbuilding was Mr. Atkins, the school's gardener, and he only came to the property on Saturdays when there were no children running about to be in his way. The rest of the week it sat empty, which is why it made the perfect hideout for Eva to bring her sexual partners to. Just yesterday she had Johnny's mother Mrs. Fitzgerald in there, the plump, red-headed MILF eating the younger school teacher out with wild abandon, and now it was time for Eva to see if she could turn the town's most beautiful marriage candidate into one of her many conquests.

Arista followed without objection, her teacher's logic sound, and soon the two women were cloistered in the small, windowless shed. The lantern flame illuminated a nervous Arista, the girl having no clue what a 'double punishment' could possibly be, and since most of the space was filled with tools and crates it forced the two women close together. She had been about to get spanked in class like a naughty child, so maybe Miss Worthington would hit her bottom twice as many times? It seemed the most likely scenario, the thought of prolonged pain making her inwardly wince, but she couldn't help but feel another little spark of sexual excitement at the thought of her teacher's bare hand slapping against her ass cheeks.

Earlier in class when she had felt Miss Worthington's fingers brush along her pussy, only the thin cotton of her bloomers barring the caress from her most intimate of places, the teen discovered that she couldn't help but feel aroused from the accidental stroking. No one had ever been intimate with her like that before, the girl completely innocent, and something about the unintentional touch gave her a delicious, taboo thrill. Arista had been wet for the rest of the day, her mind revisiting that moment again and again, and she feared that she was turning into one of those immoral whores her mother was always preaching about.

An accidental caress shouldn't inflame her desire like that, especially not her female teacher's touch, and she knew she was going to be damned for feeling so excited by it. As these heavy thoughts swirled in Arista's mind she was pulled from them by the older woman, her teacher's proximity making her nervous, though she secretly liked how close they were. The candlelight illuminated Eva's hourglass figure, the warm glow softening her sharp facial features, and Arista was acutely aware of how intimidating -- yet magnetic -- she was. With a brisk clearing of her throat Miss Worthington got her student's attention, the girl's eyes snapping up to meet hers from where they had been lingering on Eva's lips.

"Alright, Miss Colson, strip for me."

The color drained from Arista's cheeks, her blush fading at the audacity of the command. Her tone was haughty, matching the scandalousness of the order, but beneath that was a flare of arousal.

"Miss Worthington, I cannot! That is improper, and..."

A quick flick of Eva's wrist brought the ruler down on the top of Arista's hand, the girl yelping in surprise at the light smack.

"No arguments, Miss Colson, since you agreed to this! You are an adult, not a child, and as such I expect you to be a much more exemplary role model than your younger classmates would be in your shoes. Now, take your punishment properly."

The taunt stung as much as the ruler had. Arista was the only eighteen-year-old in school because her father kept pulling her out of class to work the family farm, a life she absolutely hated, and as such she had been held back multiple years. This wounded her pride, the teen wishing for any opportunity to escape her harsh existence, and since Miss Worthington was the one person she looked up to Arista longed to be praised by the older woman.

"Yes, ma'am. I am sorry, Miss Worthington, and of course you are right."

Eva knew she could leave the shed, could walk out and simply never return, but something buried deep inside her wanted to please the stern, gorgeous teacher. With trembling fingers she tried to undo her dress buttons, but she was clearly having trouble -- a moment later dominant hands reached out to assist, Miss Worthington taking over, and soon Arista's large, perky breasts were revealed. Eva was practically drooling, the girl's tits an absolute delight, and it was all she could do not to place a kiss on one of the teen's cute nipples. A minute later the dress was in a pool on the shed floor, only the earlier pair of bloomers keeping Arista in a semblance of modesty, and those would soon be gone.

Without hesitating Eva crouched down, her dexterous fingers once more slipping under the girl's waistband and pulling the cloth over Arista's hips. When her sweet, pink little pussy was exposed to the cool air the teen gasped, a soft, sexy inhale that made Eva's cunt throb with need. She had indeed pushed the girl further than ever expected, a naked Miss Colson not a sight she had imagined seeing, and it was thrilling. Her nose was practically level with the girl's slit, Arista's untouched pussy so tantalizing, and it took every ounce of willpower for Eva to stand up without ravaging the teen with her tongue.

"There, now you are ready: I want you to turn, then stretch your arms out and hold on to the top crate in that pile."

Arista did as commanded, the pose making her plump ass stick out invitingly, and Eva took a few moments to admire the quivering beauty before her. Arista's legs were ramrod-straight, her pressed-together thighs keeping her cunt hidden just out of sight in a facade of modesty, and that simply wouldn't do. Eva forcefully slid her boot between Arista's feet, and with a gentle, but firm, sideways kick she knocked the girl's ankles apart, the teen whimpering with embarrassment as her legs were forced to spread. Now the girl's glistening slit was exposed, the juicy teen pussy on display for the older woman's viewing pleasure, and Eva openly admired the succulent sight.

"It is alright, sweetheart. You are doing fine, and if you take your punishment well then this will soon be over."

Arista merely nodded, her voice caught in her throat -- she felt so exposed, so vulnerable, but a secret part of her was enjoying the exhibitionism. Knowing that her powerful, commanding teacher could see how wet her naughty cunt was made her even more excited, and her sexual awakening was hitting in full force. Her inexperienced body yearned to be touched, and though Arista knew this was just an educational punishment, that Miss Worthington would merely spank her and send her home, a part of her didn't want that. There wasn't much time to fantasize about what she did want, however -- a moment later Eva's ruler struck Arista's ass, the flat, wooden stick leaving an immediate imprint on the jiggling globe.

"

Ooooh

!"

The teen's cry was unmistakeably aroused, not pain-filled, and Eva decided right then that she was going to go even further than merely seeing if she could get Arista to strip: she wanted to see if she could seduce her student in that dimly-lit gardening shed. A second strike rained down, then another, the teen's bottom soon red from the bevy of smacks. By the tenth hit Arista was a panting mess, her pussy dripping and chest heaving as she tried not to moan like a slut, and she was pressing her ass further out in a subconscious invitation. The next time contact was made it wasn't the ruler, however -- instead Eva's fingers possessively cupped one reddened ass cheek and gave it a firm squeeze, Arista gasping as her inflamed skin was fondled, but the girl didn't dare pull away.

Instead she allowed her teacher to grope her, Miss Worthington's explorative fingers slipping lower and lower until they were practically brushing against the teen's needy pussy. Arista's little cunt was soaked and clenching, the excited, virgin hole longing to have something inside of it, and Eva was happy to oblige. However, she wanted a better angle, and the boxes the teen was holding on to were at the perfect height for what she was envisioning. This was the moment of no return, and either Arista was going to do what was asked of her or their heated almost-tryst would end there.

"Stand, then lift one leg up and place it on the box you are holding."

The teacher held her breath, not daring to make a noise least she startle the girl, and after a tense moment the teen suddenly moved. Without a word, and still facing away from Eva, Arista did as she was bid, her left leg stretching up until she could lay it on the box. This had her bent into an odd, almost sideways L shape, but now the girl's pussy was spread sinfully wide to give Eva unrestricted access to it. There was no question in either woman's mind what was about to happen, and Arista was trembling with a heady mix of nervousness and anticipation. Her teacher was going to touch her, Eva being given the privilege of being the first person to explore the girl's body, and the taboo thought had Arista blushing from head to toe with arousal.

Behind her Arista could hear Eva move a bit, though she couldn't tell what, exactly, the older woman was doing: not until her pussy received its first direct contact. The girl had guessed that it would be fingers caressing her cunt, or maybe even one slipping right inside her hot little hole, but that wasn't the case -- instead a soft, wet tongue was dragged along the length of her pussy lips, the appendage gathering the delicious juice as it swiped the teen's spread slit.

"

Miss Worthington

!"

The erotic, heated cry came unbidden from the sweet blonde, her inexperienced snatch feeling incredible from just that one action. As Arista got her pussy eaten for the first time in her young life she was a veritable symphony of sound, her lusty moans and cries fueling Eva's arousal as the older woman's tongue lavished her with attention. The girl's vaginal tunnel was so much tighter than most of the well-fucked women Eva typically bedded, her student's cunt muscles not used to being stretched yet, and it was a novel, incredibly enjoyable sensation for the jaded teacher.

Normally Eva was the one having other women eat her out, the sight of older wives and spinsters on their knees worshipping her cunt perpetually exciting, but she was quickly realizing that there was something incredibly special about being the first person to touch a teen girl's pussy. After a few minutes of intense tongue-fucking Eva could feel Arista getting close to an orgasm, which would be her first ever not by her own curious fingers, and as her student's cunt walls clamped down on her tongue the teacher pulled her face back. She gazed up at Arista's backside, admiring the sweeping curve of the girl's ass, and she gripped her student's thighs tightly.

"Yes, darling, cum for me! Let me feel your sweet hole clench all around my tongue like a good girl."

Being called a good girl made Arista shiver, the words sending a spark of arousal straight to her core, and she braced her hands against the shed wall as her hips bucked of their own accord.

"Please, Miss Worthington, I cannot...this is so wrong,

ooooooooh

...but, please...I need..."