You had been teasing him for months now. Wearing shorter skirts. Playing with your hair. Biting your lip. Ever since you and your best friend made a bet with each other at the start of the school year you had been doing everything you could think of in order to win the money that was on the line. Your friend had bet that you couldn’t make your teacher hard in the middle of class, and with each unsuccessful class period you received a heaping spoon of gloating from your friend. “That’s another five dollars for me and another zero for you!” your friend joked as the two of you walked out of class. “Hah hah” you replied sarcastically. Your friend grinned and shoved the money into her bag before letting out a laugh and saying “You can always pull out, Y/N”. You shook your head. “Nope. No way. I’m winning that money!” Your friend put their arm around your shoulders and let out a dramatic sigh. “It’s not your fault. Even on Viagra I doubt Mr. TC/N could get a hard on. Keep trying though. See ya tomorrow!” You waved goodbye to your friend, gathered your things, and then headed home to start your homework. That night you collapsed on your bed and stared up at the dark ceiling of your room. “Okay. If I were a TC/A year old man what would turn me on?” you asked yourself aloud. You couldn’t help but laugh because the whole situation was just so bizzare. What started as a harmless bet between you and your friend had become a personal challenge for yourself. Your friend had no idea that you had been crushing on your teacher since the second week of school. Everything about him was beautiful. His smile could make flowers grow. You desperately wanted him to be yours. After a few minutes of thinking and fantasizing you shook your head and groaned. “Ugh! I have to win this stupid bet!” Feeling frustrated and exhausted, you rolled over, and within minutes you were fast asleep dreaming about your teacher for the hundredth time. You arrived at school the next morning absolutely determined to win the bet with your friend. You sat down at the desk next to your friend whose mouth was hanging open in shock. “What’s wrong, F/N?” you asked innocently. Your friend shook their head and let out a laugh. “You’re really going all out on this shit aren’t you?” they said gesturing to your outfit. “Too much?” you asked. You had really gone all out. You dressed pretty for your teacher everyday, but today you had gone the extra mile. You had carefully applied just enough red lipstick that you were almost certain that today was the day. When your teacher walked into class and saw you he nearly tripped over himself. “Christ” he muttered just loud enough for you to hear. His lesson plans fell and scattered on the floor as he stood gaping at you. You jumped up from your seat and rushed to help him pick up the fallen papers. He kneeled down next to you and hurriedly sweeped up the papers. When he looked up the two of you made eye contact. “Y-You look beautiful, Y/N” he whispered. You cracked a small smile and handed him the stack of fallen papers. “Thanks, Mr. TC/N” you said softly feeling your cheeks turn hot. You were only inches from him and your heart pounded hard against your chest. He was so close that you could see every little detail in his face and you wanted so desperately to kiss him. The entire classroom was silent. Realizing that all your classmates were staring, you teacher stood up quickly and regained his composure. “Okay! How is everyone this morning?” he asked clapping his hands together. There was a handful of scattered responses from around the class as you made your way back to your desk. Just as you were sitting down your teacher cheerfully said “How about a pop quiz, you guys?” The entire class groaned, including yourself. Even though this was your favorite subject you hated pop quizzes. “And…begin” your teacher said after all the quizzes had been passed around. He started his watch and you flipped the sheet of paper over. In the corner there was a small note from your teacher that read ‘See me after class’. You looked up at his desk and the two of your made eye contact again. He ran his fingers through his hair and bit down softly on his lower lip. You inhaled sharply knowing that you had just won the bet. When the bell rang you lingered until all the students had left the room and you walked up to your teacher’s desk and sat down in the chair beside him. “Am I in trouble?” you asked him. He got up and closed the classroom door with a small click and then walked back to his desk chair. Letting out a long sigh he said “You can’t keep doing this to me,Y/N.” You tilted your head to the side slightly and looked at him innocently. “Doing what?” you asked innocently. He leaned back in his chair and let out a small moan. “Teasing me. Making me hard in class everyday. It’s gotta stop or I’m gonna lose my mind, Y/N!” You looked downward at his crotch and sure enough the his cock was tight against his dress pants. You looked back up at him and moved your hand to touch his cock through his pants. “Mr. TC/N, I have no idea what you’re talking about” you said sweetly, teasing him and giving his cock a small squeeze. His breath hitched and he let a low moan escape his lips. You stood up and moved closer to him, unbuttoning your blouse slowly and straddling his waist. “Are you really gonna fuck one of your students?” you whispered softly grinding your hips into his cock. “You know how naughty that is, Mr. TC/N.” “I’m not the one who’s been naughty, babygirl” he said leaning back to undo his belt. “Do you know what happens to naughty little school girls?” your teacher growled. You shook your head and bit your lip “No.” “They get their pussies fucked by their teachers” he responded moving to pull down his pants and underwear. His cock was huge and now it was your turn to gape open-mouthed. “I-I’ve never…” your voice trailed off. He had to be at least 7 inches, maybe 8. “Does babygirl want to have her pussy fucked?” he smirked stroking himself slowly. “Y-yes” you stammered. He slowly moved your panties to the side and brushed his finger over your clit causing you to whimper. He toyed with your clit before slowing sticking the head of his cock into your sensitive folds. Inch by inch he slid the whole thing in until it was completely inside you. You gasped as his cock pushed its way in and he let out a moan as your pussy tightened around your teacher’s hard cock. You had fantasized about fucking him, but you never thought it would be this good. He began thrusting his into you, picking up speed each time he moved his hips. With each thrust his cock hit your g-spot causing you to whimper with pleasure. You were fucking a man at least twice your age in the middle of an empty classroom and you were enjoying every second of it. You had waited so long for this and now you finally got what you had wished for. Within minutes you were desperate to for release, but he wanted to push you to your limits. “P-Please! Please let me cum!” you begged, gripping his shoulders tightly. “I need to cum!” you whimpered, biting your lip to keep quiet. “What was that? Speak up, babygirl” your teacher teased smirking as he thrusted his cock deeper into you. “F-Fuck,” you moaned, feeling yourself edge closer and closer to climax. You couldn’t hold out any longer. Your walls clenched around his and you felt like you were going to explode from sheer pleasure. “P-Please, SIR!” you begged, desperately needing release. “That’s better. Now be a good girl and cum for your teacher” he whispered into your ear. His words pushed you over the edge and your climax sent waves of pleasure through you entire body causing your toes to curl and your pussy to contract around your his cock. “F-fuck, Y/N. I-I’m cumming!” he moaned tossing his head back. His cum flooded your pussy and the two of you grinded softly, riding out the last of your orgasms together. You collapsed onto him, sweaty and exhausted, his cock still buried deep inside your pussy. “I want you to go the rest of the day with my cum in your pussy. Understood, Y/N?” You nodded as he lifted you off his cock and kissed your forehead gently. His cum leaked down the side of your thigh as you attempted to make yourself presentable for your next class. “You’re such a naughty girl, Y/N” your teacher teased as he wiped some of the cum from his cock. You finished buttoning up your shirt and then looked at him. He buckled his belt and stood up next to you. “Do you like fucking men who are old enough to be your father?” your teacher asked still smirking. You looked at the floor, avoiding eye contact. He moved closer and titled your chin up, forcing you to look at him. “Do you like fucking your teacher?” “Yes” you said softly. “Yes, what?” he asked again. “Yes, Sir” you said more confidently this time. “Good girl. Now go tell that friend of yours that you won her little bet.”
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