Carolyn looked up quickly before putting her head back on the desk and scrawling the note that Mr. Ruckfield, her English teacher, had put up on the board. No matter what, Carolyn was determined to pass this class. She'd always had trouble with English but she knew that now, at 18 in her senior year, she'd just have to grin and bear it. 'It's not so bad' she thought to herself, 'at least the teacher isn't hard to look at.'
Mr. Ruckfield was a young teacher in his mid to late twenties. He had short brown hair and green, piercing eyes. Most of the girls in Harbourfront High had a crush on him. At least they did, until they had him as a teacher. He was strict, gave tons of work, and marked hard.
Carolyn finished copying the note and put down her pen. She studied Mr. Ruckfield's figure. 'Yeah, he's good looking. But definitely not my type. He'd be way too rough with me.' She thought while slowly chewing on the top of her pen. Suddenly Mr. Ruckfield's eyes met hers and Carolyn quickly looked away.
Soon after the bell rang and Carolyn gathered her books quickly so that she could enjoy the most of her lunch with her friends, and boyfriend, Peter. "Carolyn, will you stay behind for a second?" Mr. Ruckfield's deep voice rang out behind her.
"Shit." Carolyn quietly cursed then turned around and walked towards her teacher. "Yes?"
"Carolyn, I'd like to see you in my office after school concerning your mark. I'm in office 321. That is all." Mr. Ruckfield said crisply while his eyes lingered for a few seconds on her perky breasts which were just barely being shown over her shirt.
"Alright." Carolyn responded then pulled up her shirt a little and walked to meet her boyfriend at his locker.
They exchanged a quick peck on the lips and then Carolyn explained what had happened with her teacher. "Oh! Maybe he's got a thing for you. Is that how you like 'em Care?" Peter teased while giving her a friendly wink.
"You know how I like it." Carolyn said while rubbing her breasts against his chest mock seductively.
Carolyn and Peter had lost their virginities to each other a few months into their relationship but Carolyn had never found the sex exciting. It seemed so much less fun then the stories she'd read online and the videos she and her friends had secretly looked up on the internet.
Before long it was the end of the day and Carolyn grudgingly dragged herself towards office 321. Her icy blue eyes scanned the halls until she spotted the numbers 321 at the very end of the hall. She looked away, surprised that the halls had cleared so early then walked leisurely towards her English teacher's office. After knocking lightly on the door she was greeted with a rough, "Come in Ms. Ace."
Carolyn walked in and took a seat without being asked to. "What about my marks, sir?"
Mr. Ruckfield laughed lightly and quietly said, "Sir... I'm going to enjoy hearing that from your pretty little mouth."
Suddenly conscience of her lips, Carolyn pressed them together tightly. "Maybe I should come back another time..." She suggested hesitantly.
"No! No... this is just perfect." He reached over and placed a hand on her breast carefully, feeling it immediately swelling at his touch.
Carolyn retracted her body instinctively. "Stop." She tried to say, though she sounded breathless.
Mr. Ruckfield again reached out to her. This time he moved his hand behind her and cupped her neck while gently stroking it with her thumb. Before Carolyn had a chance to react his mouth was covering hers and kissing her eagerly. Carolyn couldn't think and she began kissing him back. After a few seconds she realized what was happening and forcefully pulled away. "What...?" She began to question.
"This is how you're going to earn your marks from now on. You'll earn your grade on how good of a little fuck slut you can be." Mr. Ruckfield said, with an unfamiliar lust in his eyes.
Once again he covered her mouth and slipped his tongue in. This time Carolyn resisted and bit his tongue. He retracted his head quickly and then slapped Carolyn on the face. "Try another stunt like that and you'll regret it." He threatened. "Now suck my cock, you slut." He pulled her head down and unzipped his zipper.
Carolyn was too stunned to think so she began slowly licking the head of his growing cock. She began debating running away when Mr. Ruckfield suddenly groaned. Carolyn was then surprised to feel a familiar wetness between her thighs. Even more surprisingly, she decided to forget her plans for running away and stay just a little bit longer.
The handsome teacher quickly put his hands on back of Carolyn's head and pushed down hard. His large cock was thrust into the back of her throat and she gagged for a few seconds before feeling him pulling her up by the hair. Her throat closed up again and she felt temporary relief before being brutally propelled onto his large tool once again.
After a few minutes of Mr. Ruckfield pushing Carolyn on himself, he could feel that it was wet enough, even if she wasn't by now. With a reluctant groan he pulled her off his cock and took a few deep breathes. His green eyes fixed into her blue ones, which were wide with what seemed like fear. This just made him grin maliciously. He'd make her like it.