Oh Teacher

Teaching high school is not easy. Hormone factories trying to be adults while still not taking responsibility. Cat Burns looked out over the senior Econ class at the bored students and shook her head. Econ was boring to begin with but put it one month before graduation and it was like feeding kids vegetables, nothing but a fight the whole way.

There was one student that was paying attention but his focus was on the material of her shirt rather than the textbook. Drake's gaze was never far from her tits, but Cat had gained a little weight with end of year stresses making getting to the gym tough. So, her normally fitted shirt was straining to contain her breasts.

Cat ignored his stare and continued her review for the upcoming test. She went over the various vocabulary and as she was writing the terms on the board, she dropped the dry erase marker and had to bend over to pick it up. She heard a sharp intake but chose to ignore it knowing it came from Drake.

She wrote out the notes and when she turned back, she glanced at the class and noticed that none of them were taking notes, they were all on their phones. Cat shook her head but noticed that Drake was smiling big. She didn't care what that little pervert was doing.

The bell rang and the kids filed out, except Drake. He lingered over gathering his book bag and stared at his phone. When all the other students had left and the door closed, Cat looked at Drake.

"You need to get to class, Drake." She said primly.

"Early release, Ms. Burns." He said swinging his phone toward her. She heard the photo click and balked.

"What are you doing?"

"Documenting you coming on to me, so that I can tell the principal and get you fired."

"What are you talking about?"

Drake nodded to her shirt. When she glanced down she noticed several buttons had popped open and the center of her bra was clearly displayed. She quickly started buttoning the shirt. Each button there was a click.

"See now if I show these in reverse it will appear like you were stripping for me. Perfect."

"What in the hell, do you think you are doing?"

"See I am using the principal of demand and supply. I am going to demand that you supply me with any dirty thing I want, and if you don't I will supply the photos of you to the principal and demand that you get fired."

Cat gasped. "I-I-"

"I thought you would be impressed that I was using your teaching to get ahead in life."

"This is wrong. You need to delete those photos, now."

"How about I delete one photo for every command you follow?" Drake said reasonably.

"I am not negotiating with a terrorist." Cat sniffed.

"I think that Facebook is going to love these pictures." Drake said tapping his phone.

"Wait. Why are you doing this?"

"All year you have been standing up here with those tits. They get bigger and bigger and you just act like we are supposed to ignore them. Well I figured out a way to get a crack at them and I am not missing that opportunity."

Cat shifted nervously from foot to foot. He was right about the pictures. If he showed them in reverse order she would look like she was choosing to strip for him. There was no way that she would keep her job if this came out, but Drake was 18 and it was not illegal.

"How many photos do you have?" Cat asked trying to calculate how crafty she would have to be.

"4. I took 4 photos. One for each button and one of them being open."

"So 4 commands. Would the commands all happen today?" Cat asked

"I think I can make that work." Drake smiled at her acquiesce.

"Not here though, somewhere else." Cat negotiated.

"What time are you done here?"

"I can leave by 3:00."

Drake wrote down an address and handed it to her. "Takes you 15 minutes to get to that address from here. If you are not there by 3:30 I will be sending out some emails." Drake said with a cat who at the canary smile. "See you there Teach!"

Cat looked at the address and shook her head. She was going to give this prick kid whatever he wanted because he had the power and she didn't see that changing. 4 commands. How bad could that be?

Drake spent the afternoon on the internet trying to see all the horribly depraved things that he could get Ms. Burns to do. It was genie with an extra wish time. But there were so many wishes that he wanted to make... What was it that the smart guys always did? Ask for more wishes.

Drake snapped his fingers and raced to the basement to set up the camera to record the depraved acts Ms. Burns was performing on students. He laughed with glee that the fly was headed straight for the web.

Cat pulled up outside the address at 3:20 and quickly went to the door. She knocked and glanced around to make sure there was no one to witness her entering. Drake opened the door.

"Good job you are early." Drake smiled, "Are we eager Ms. Burns?"

"Delete one of the photos. I got here by 3:30 like you commanded me too."

"Oh, Ms. Burns finding the loop hole. I guess you have bested me." Drake said making a show of deleting one of the photos. He grabbed her arm and pulled her down stairs to the basement because anything he said she was going to count as a command.

Cat stumbled after him. She should have waited until he had said 4 things, she thought. Now he was going to know her plan and avoid the trap. When he got her to the basement she looked around at a furnished but unfinished basement, concrete walls and floor with a rug and a pull out couch that was pulled out. There was a TV turned on with porn playing and stacks of storage all around. This was obviously Drake's play room.

Drake approached her and started removing her clothes. She tried to figure out how she could turn it into a followed command but he had her shirt and bra off too quickly for a plan to form. The unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor around her ballet flat shoes.

"Oh, Teacher!" Drake moaned. When her skirt fell to the floor Drake say that she was not wearing panties. In addition to being sans cover, she was waxed smooth.

Cat blushed deeply. She had neglected to do the laundry and had to make the choice between dirty and none. She could not stand dirty so she opted for none. She had been opting for none going on 2 weeks now.

Drake slid a finger between her pussy lips. Cat stepped back.

"No, you need to command. You aren't getting any more freebies."

"You will let me eat your pussy now, You can stand or lay down or perch on any surface you want... But you are going to spread those thighs." Drake said.

Cat looked around and opted for the pulled-out couch. She lay back and spread her thighs for him.

Drake may have been an ass about how he got her here but it was a dream come true that he planned to make her remember forever.

Drake nestled between Cat's splayed thighs. He licked her soft slit gently mapping each fold. Taking the time to memorize her smell, flavor, and the terrain of her pleasure. Her little clit poked free of its hood as he ran his tongue across it.

Cat caught her breath on a gasp as Drake caressed her clit with the very tip of his tongue. When she vocalized her pleasure, it was the cue Drake needed to go wild. He began to devour her. Sucking her clit, fingering her cunt, flicking her asshole, Drake used every move he had to disorient her and cause her pleasure. He knew that he was blackmailing her into this so it was imperative that she get addicted to what he could do to her body.

Cat lay back and enjoyed the sensation of Drake's tongue gently lapping her, but as soon as he went into high gear, it was overwhelming. It was good and bad and exciting and annoying. It was way too much porn and not enough listening to real woman in pleasure.

Drake unaware that his partner was no longer participating kept at her bits. It wasn't until she tapped on his head with her knuckles like she was knocking on a door, that he stopped to figure out what was going on. Cat was looking at him with pity. Drake growled.

"Look Drake, you got me here, you are obviously trying to please me with all of this, but I have to stop you before you do damage." Cat said. "I am not a porn star. I do not enjoy the flesh tearing enthusiasm. So, we can move on or I can tell you a little bit about the female anatomy."

"Oh, my yes, teach me, teacher." Drake drawled. Slightly offended but very intrigued.

"Look the clit can be very sensitive so do not camp directly on the sacred ground. Visit and leave. Come back and then go. My mound is waxed, so there is nothing impeding you from exploring. A woman is erogenous all over but mostly between her ears. I will be honest that your little game has been a dirty, shameful turn-on. Use that. Use the fact that you own me. Control me, eye contact and see what makes me feel good. You will know if you listen and watch."

Drake looked at her as he wiggled two fingers inside of her sopping hole. Her eyes rolled back and her breath came out on a moan. He bent forward and bit her gently above the clit right at the point where her labia met. She gasped then moaned as he licked the area with a wide flat tongue.

He pointed his tongue and flicked over her clit rapidly causing her legs to shake, she grunted and her face twisted into a grimace. He softened his tongue and slowed the licking and she sighed into the pleasure.

On and on Drake went exploring her reaction, the hotter he made her the more demanding she because. Eventually she was grinding herself against his face, holding his head demanding he satisfy her. When she broke she sprayed him with her girl-gasm. Triumphant he smiled at the camera dripping with her squirt.

"Delete a photo." Cat panted.

Drake grabbed the phone and watched Cat pant trying to catch her breath after the oral magic he had worked on her girl bits. Drake looked her in the eye as he deleted the photo. There were 2 more photos, 2 more commands to go.

Cat watched the phone as the picture was confirmed deleted. She lay back on the pull out and relished the shimmering feeling running through her veins. The kid had potential, Cat thought. As a teacher, a willingness to learn was a good trait to have in a student.

Drake looked down at her, enjoying the flush that covered her body and the involuntary shivers racing through her body. He pondered the next order, how to give it so that she was obligated to the last act, no more loopholes.

"I want you to give me a blow job. How you want to be positioned is up to you. Just tell me when you're ready." Drake smiled as he stroked his cock.

Cat levered herself off the pull out and sank to her knees. She found that in blow job situations, this position could be hard on her knees if she took too long, but gave her the best control. She could also really play into his porn watching fantasy bank by making eye contact.

Drake lowered his cock to align with her mouth and waited. Cat wet her lips then pulled the crown of his cock into her mouth. She used the tip of her tongue to stimulate the sensitive spot where the glans met the shaft. Drake groaned. She used her tongue to wet more of his shaft to make the slide of her mouth easier, but Drake was impatient and grabbed the back of her head and began to thrust.

Cat slapped his thighs and pushed back. She sat back on her haunches and looked up at him. "Drake, you said you wanted a blow job, you did not say you wanted to face fuck me. You need to decide right now what you really want. If it is a face fuck I will put my hands behind my back and let you do what you need to do. If it is a blow job you want then you are going to give me control."

Drake stared at her. All the girls in high school needed him to push them otherwise they were just making out with the tip. He really wanted to know what this sexually experienced woman would do if he gave her the control. "Sorry, teach. You have the control."

Cat gave him a look of reproving skepticism. She sat back up and gripped his cock moving it out of her way, with deliberate slowness she licked the entirety of his sac. Then drew each ball into her mouth individually to bathe and stroke them with her tongue. Drake dropped his head back and moaned. After spending time pampering his nuts she turned her focus to the shaft of his cock.

She filled her mouth with saliva and dragged her tongue along the vein that ran the underside of his shaft, wetting him as much as possible. She swirled her tongue across the dripping tip collecting the precum with a savoring hum. She pulled his cock level with her mouth and looked up at him. Once he made eye contact she stuck out her tongue and gave teasing licks to his cock hole, making sure that her tongue got stuck just enough to cause a pull when it popped free. Drake watched the coy look in her eye, she knew that she was pleasuring him and was gloating about it. It was hot as fuck.

Just when he was fraying with the need to slam his cock into her teasing face cunt she gripped the base of his dick and swallowed half of his length in one shot. Pulling back with tight suction, she reached the tip and in a quick reverse took 3/4 of him inside the warm wet heaven of her mouth, all the while her tongue was lashing at that man clit at the tip-shaft connection. She filled her mouth with drool again and pulled back to push forward, as soon as she started to gag she took a breath through the nose and pushed harder until the tip of his cock was past her tonsils and lodged the in the unbelievable tight throat. She was fighting her gag but swallowed until her nose was pressed to his belly. Her eyes were crossing painfully so she snapped them shut and began to use her hand to manipulate his balls. She stayed tight to him as long as she could using her tongue and mouth to caress his meat inside the cavern of her mouth. When her body demanded oxygen she used her lips to tightly drag his shaft.

Drake was growling as she began to move, quickly bobbing up and down. His hands itched to grab her hair and get the rhythm that would speed him to climax but he also didn't want heaven to end. She pulled off and sat back catching her breath using her hands to jack him so he remained primed. She sat back up and using her hand at the base she began thrusting his cock head into the recess of her cheek. The impact of the tip meeting flesh was driving him wild. She changed again back to the deep throating but the closer he got the less control he had. He grabbed her head and moved her at the pace he needed to blow his load. When he felt the cum barreling down his shaft he pushed her down his cock past the tonsils and blew the first few strands directly down her throat. She pulled back and caught more on her tongue, using the tip of her tongue to drag more out of him and make his sensitized cock freak out.

Drake pushed her back panting as his cock continued to dribble cum from the tip.

"Delete a photo." Cat wheezed.

Drake showed her the deleting picture. "Last photo, last command."

"Well hot shot, what is it going to be?" Cat asked.

"If you hadn't gotten tricky I would not have to decide..." Drake mumbled, thinking about the last command he was going to give her. "I want to fuck you, 3 positions, minimum, one of them has to be doggy, the other 2 you can choose."

"Fine." Cat crawled up on the bed and positioned herself on her hands and knees. "Get to it."

"Can I have a second to recover?" Drake said pointing to his semi-deflated cock.

"How long will that take?" Cat asked. Her impatience came from the need to get off again rather than a pressing need to leave, but Drake the Dickhead did not need to know that.

"It would take less time if you would help it." Drake muttered.

"Oh, you want me to help it?"

"That was a suggestion not a command."

"Gah, fine. I will not touch you but I will help." Cat rolled over on to her back and grabbed her tits with both hands. She began working the nipples with her fingers and pulling them hard. She gasped as she rode the line between pleasure and pain. She released one nipple and stroked down over her body and wiggled her fingers above her pussy.

Drake bit his lip watching her play with herself. It was so hot. He paid attention to the tight grip she used on her nipples and filed that away for later. Her finger caressed over the hairless skin before dipping down to flick at her clit. She rubbed the button with enough pressure to cause her back to arch, thrusting her tits into the air.

Drake pulled at his filling cock. She dipped her fingers lower and delved into her hole. Her breathy moans sent a shiver up his spine. He climbed on the bed and gripped her wrist.

"I am ready." Drake said smiling at her irritation.

"Do you want to get me off doggy style?" Cat asked, lifting on to her elbow.

"Yes." Drake said eagerly.

"Then you need to enflame my g-spot." Cat said laying back down.

"How do I do that?"

"Finger me, but when you slide your fingers in curl them toward my clit. Then to get it enflamed, you can either do a full finger fuck or a 'come-here' motion. Both will work if you curl your fingers." Cat spread her thighs and waited.

Drake worked his fingers into her juicy hole and began fingering.

"Curl them." Cat said holding her fingers up to show him. "Now beckon."

"Come-here, little whore." Drake sing-songed. His fingers worked her g-spot causing her to arch her back. "Like that?"

"Yes, yes... please, more." Cat panted.

"No. On your knees. I am going to fuck that hole."

Cat growled as she rolled over. Drake slapped her ass, "No need for the disapproving sounds, teacher. Just be a good little fuckdoll and go where I send you."

Cat bit her lip. No need to give the boy ammunition by moaning with joy over a little ass slap. This was blackmail, plain and simple, no need to spur any repeat performances.

Drake lined up behind her and with one thrust sank half his length into her. Cat moaned and pressed back toward him. He retreated and thrust again, burying his entire length into her gripping wet tunnel. He pressed her face into the mattress as he pounded away at her. His dick greedily driving into her body. After a couple minutes Cat dropped her knee and rolled over, causing him to slide free of her body.

"What the fuck?" Drake asked grabbing her hips to bring her back.

"You want to suffocate me and choke me? I am not that kind of girl. Especially if you aren't even paying attention to whether I am still alive." Cat growled moving away from him. "Do the female population a favor and stop watching porn. Unless you like fucking dead girls, do your best to keep us alive. I mean it is common sense. Can you imagine having to explain that in court?"

"Some girls like it."

"Really?" Cat asked. "Did you ask, or just press her face into a dirty mattress and she didn't or couldn't fight back?"

"Well, she didn't complain." Drake said.

"But it was the last time she let you fuck her, I bet. Girls react 2 ways, one is fighting the other is shut down. That is what you are missing from porn, cues as to what women are really feeling."

"Jesus, woman, I just want to fuck." Drake growled as he gripped his cock.

"Then have at it." Cat said spreading her thighs. "Get your rocks off and stop wasting my time."

"No, you witch, you are supposed to participate and enjoy it."

"Enjoy it?"

"Yes. What the fuck! You are ruining this plan I had left and right." Drake growled. He grabbed her by the hip and flipped her face down across his lap. "I just wanted to own you for a small window of time."

Drake slapped her ass, venting his frustration with her upon her posterior. After five slaps, Cat moaned. It was all that she could handle, before her body and true desire betrayed her. Drake gripped her hair and turned her head so he could see the pleasure and desire on her face.

"You like this?" Drake asked slapping her ass watching the resilient flesh wobble. "You, kinky little slut."