"What are you doing?" she shouted.
"Shut up slut." I replied confidently. "If you want to keep your job you will shut your fucking mouth and do what I tell you. Understood?"
She nodded confirmation and I finished my last minute preparations. When time for kick off came, I took off my clothes and sat on the couch. Ms. Bayer's eyes grew wide when she saw my rock hard eight and a half inch cock stood at attention. I beckoned her over to kneel in front of me and she reluctantly kneeled in front of my dick.
"Please don't..." she began but I cut her off with a dark look.
I reached forward and grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it down the middle causing her to yelp and her bra encased tits to become visible. I ripped off her bra and her tits bounced free. I admired her breasts for a second before leaning back on the couch.
"Now," I started. "You're going to suck my dick while I watch the game and you aren't going to stop until I tell you to."
I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her onto my dick. Her wet, warm mouth felt incredible as she slowly bobbed up and down on my cock. Her velvet tongue swirled lightly around the tip as she took almost half of it into her mouth each time before pulling out again. The game was very close and was actually a very good matchup compared to last year's blowout. At half time, I pulled her off my dick and told her she had this time to rest and get a drink. She complied, thankful for the chance to rest her tired mouth. As the second half began, I initiated the second part of my plan.
As she got her lips back on my dick, I grabbed her ponytail and began to push my cock into her throat. She gagged as soon as I hit the entrance to her throat and her throat muscles contracted on my dick which sent shivers down my spine. I didn't stop there but kept pushing her head down on my cock as she gagged and choked on my thick girth. With one final push, I completely buried myself in her throat. Her nose was smashed into my crotch and her bright green eyes showed her struggle to expel the foreign object in her throat. After a few seconds, I could feel warm air on my crotch as she finally figured out how to get labored air through her nose.
Now that I knew she could breath, I took my belt and wrapped it around my waist as if to put it on, but I also enclosed her head through the loop. I pulled it tight and locked the bar in place and then took my hands off her head. She struggled to back off my cock but the belt kept her head firmly in place. The rest of the third and fourth quarter were pure bliss as her throat constantly was massaging my cock with every gag and every choke that emanated from her throat as she struggled to continue breathing through her nose. As the final minute of the game came to be and I was sure the Seahawks were going to score and win the game when suddenly, the fucking ball got picked off on the goal line, ruining their chances of winning.
I could feel my orgasm coming so I undid the belt, stood up, and began to fuck Ms. Bayer's face roughly. I used her ponytail like a handle and forced myself in and out of her throat, taking out all my frustration on her abused throat. Saliva coated her chin and dripped onto her tits as she desperately tried to keep up with my rough face fucking. When I finally felt myself about to cum, I pushed her head back against the couch to keep it in place and forced my cock into her throat as deep as I could get it. Her nose pressed against my crotch and my balls smacked her chin as my orgasm ripped through me. I shot wave after wave of thick cum down my bitchy teacher's tight, hot throat. She had no choice but to swallow as much as she could in an effort to get air. As my softening cock slowly slipped from her mouth, I looked at my teacher, her chin and tits covered in saliva and cum she had failed to swallow. I cut her hands free and she fell, gasping for air on the floor.
"Thanks for the session, Ms. Bayer." I said, mockingly. "Now get out of my house."
She gathered her ripped up shirt and her bra and left, still coughing and breathing heavy. Remarkably, I got all A's the rest of the year in her class without her help and I never heard another word of trash talking from her about my grades.
