The Man of the House

“Now, let me see it!” my teacher giggled lewdly as soon as I closed and locked the door.

“W-wait a second…” I cried out as she immediately grabbed my pants.

She didn’t hesitate to fight with them to the point I thought the zipper would pop off. When she finally popped it open, she examined my cock through the underwear like she was considering what to do with it.

“Mm… it’s nice and hard. On the big side too. Guy’s with small dicks are just losers.” She muttered, half speaking to herself. “Now, let me see it!”

She pulled it out of the underwear and grabbed it fully. I panted slightly, looking down at her with excitement and anticipating eyes.

“You’re an obedient boy. I like it when you don’t resist.” She gave a small smirk. “Well, maybe you can resist a little. Now, give me a taste.”

As she spoke, her hand rubbed up and down on the shaft. When she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, dropping her head down on it without hesitation. She began to lewdly suck on it, bobbing her head back and forth with me pressed against the door. It felt amazing, and to this point, I had to say that she was probably the best at blowjobs from all of the women I had so far. The way she moved her tongue and lips was at a topnotch level, and she concentrated on it as if she wasn’t aware of anything else around her.

I had a feeling that if another person walked in, she wouldn’t even stop or notice them. Thankfully, we were in a locked back room and it was unlikely anyone would disturb us with the school day at an end.

She pulled back with a gasp. “It tastes so wonderful, and the smell is great.”

In this world, there were a handful of ways to reply. Usually, those ways seemed to be denial. Don’t smell it, or that’s embarrassing. The first time it had happened to me, I admitted I was just as guilty for fulling into such clichés. Instead, I looked at her seriously.

“If you keep it up, I’m going to cum down your throat.”

Her eyes widened for a second, and then she let out a throaty laugh. “My, my… I can’t wait.”

Rather than be discouraged, it seemed to only make her blowjob more intense. Slurp, Slurp, she sucked on it harder and harder, causing a strong tingling sensation to erupt all over my body. I had been half-joking when I said that, but her relentless skills had turned that into a reality. As a man that has grown up in the normal world, I was taught to hold out as long as possible. Yet, for women in this world, coercing an orgasm out of a man was exactly what they wanted. In that respect, my teacher Diana showed no mercy.

“Ah! I’m… gonna cum!” I gasped, grabbing the back of her head.

However, I didn’t need to force my cock into her to get it deep. My teacher seemed to do that willingly, sucking hard as her fingers started to stroke my balls. Compared to how much her tongue and lips punished the shaft, her fingers were almost too gentle. The discrepancy brought me the rest of the way, and cum started to shoot out into the back of her throat. She swallowed it with quick, skilled gulps. When I finally went soft, she pulled away and licked orgasmically.

“I love that taste so much.” She sighed. “To taste my student’s cum, I finally got to do it.”

“I’m the first?” I didn’t mean for my voice to sound like it held disbelief, but it did.

She shot me a wry look, and then guided me to her chair and pushed me down on it. She grabbed her shirt and then lifted it over her head. She had nice tits, although they sagged a bit with weight and age. They didn’t seem to defy gravity or anything. She then straddled across my lap. I instinctively grabbed her chest and started to fondle it.

She didn’t seem surprised by it, like many of the other girls I had been with. Instead, she seemed focused on her lower half. I realized that she didn’t have panties under her skirt. I found myself wondering if she had taken them off when I didn’t see, or if she hadn’t been wearing them at all during class! With no barrier between us, I could feel the wet, hairy snatch rubbing up and down on the bottom of my shaft. I had just cum, so I was soft, but the feet of her on top of me was already starting to bring it back to life.

“Come on, Noah… stick that big hard cock in me.”

She seemed to be having trouble on her own, so she started trying to get me to pick up the slack. Just by saying the words, my cock was already hard. I just pushed it up and lined it with her pussy.

“Yeah… like that, I feel it. Now push it in!” She moaned excitedly, her eyes bright with lust and lewdness I never imagined I’d see in my teacher’s eyes in my entire life.

I grabbed her hips and then pushed up into her, forcing it all in with one thrust. She let out a cry, tears forming in her eyes as she shook.

“Ahhh! Hah… Hah…” She moaned.

“A-are you okay?”

“Y-yeah… you’re just so big for a high school kid, I didn’t expect it.”

“Aren’t you married? I must be bigger than your husband.”

“Tcht… I make the students call me Ms. Devon, how did you even guess?”

“Your finger, it has some pale lines like you’re still wearing a ring.”

“You’re observant for a high school kid. Even the male teachers haven’t noticed. That’s why I hid it, to score with a few of them.”

“And you ended up with me instead.” I grinned. “I get to break open your tight pussy.”

“Damn… you can even dirty talk… so much better than my husband.”

“Shut up and move those hips.”

“Ahn… it feels so good, my hips are moving whether you tell them to or not.” She admitted as she rotated them against my cock.

“Then, let me show you what a guy can do!” I started to thrust up into her much harder, using enough force her large tits bounced in my face with each thrust.

My hands grabbed her hips tightly, and when she didn’t move fast enough for my tastes, I pulled up with my strength, bringing her body up and down on my cock roughly.

“Yes… oh… shit… yes… keep going… Noah… keep it up… I’m cumming! You’re making your teacher cum!” She excitedly cried out as I fucked her roughly.

My head was in her bouncing tits now, and I occasionally sucked or bit one. She was far too distracted to even respond at that moment and could keep bouncing up and down on my cock. I could feel a lot of liquid being released between us, and it was likely her chair was covered in sex fluids. It was probably best she didn’t have panties on, because they would have been unwearable after all of this.

“Right there… right there!” She had lifted one leg onto the arm of the chair and I had grabbed I as I continued to fuck her. “Just keep it up. Fuck that hole. Fuck the hell out of my tight pussy. Take it! Take my pussy! Ahhhhn… I’m cumming again!”

“It’s twitching so naughty I can’t stand it!” I laughed.

“I can’t help it, you’re making me go wild.”

“You’re so wet now.”

“St-stop teasing!”

“Move off me.” I decided to change things up, or I’d cum right away over her crazily twitching pussy.

“Wh-what?” She looked worried like we’d stop.

“Bend over!”

“R-really now…”

She seemed like she wasn’t used to this position at all, so I decided to get her used to it. Without waiting for her permission, I shoved her down over the desk and lifted her skirt. She left out a cry, but she didn’t fight as I lined up my cock into her already leaking pussy and slid it right in. She was so wet at this point, that it went in full depth without hesitation.

“Fuck! It hit my womb… so fucking deep!” She let out a cry of surprise.

“You’re saying that like you’ve never done this.”

“Guys don’t want to do the work during sex, so no, I haven’t.”

“Then, I won’t disappoint you!”

I slapped her ass, causing her to cry out before I started moving my hips as aggressively as I could. Her body trembled and I could feel the twitching again, although it came with a bit more padding as a buffer from this direction.

“Cumming a third time already?”

“I can’t help it… shit, you’re amazing.”

Thwack. Thwack. I was fucking her extremely aggressively at this point, and I could feel myself reaching my limit. I was covered in sweat and breathing hard, but I was extremely satisfied with the euphoric expression on her face.

“Ah… I’m going to cum in you!” I announced.

“S-stop, I’ll swallow it.” She tried to get up, but I didn’t allow it, forcing her back down. “No, I mean it, I don’t even let my husband do that.”

“Too bad!” I let out a laugh. “Fuck, so good!’

“W-wait… ahhh! I feel it! Shit… it feels amazing… it’s so warm…”

“I’m filling your womb with seed, teacher… how does that feel.”

“Fuck… I’m cumming again! You’re making me cum again!”

Her body shuddered as I unleashed a second load deep inside her. She was an adult though, so she was in a situation where she could take care of it.

“So much…” She whimpered as I finished cumming. “It’s even leaking out… you naughty student.”

“it’s your fault for having such a tight and dirty pussy.” I shot back.

“Damn… high school sluts are the best.” She said, her cheek against her wooden desk as she still gasped for breath.

“No…” I squeezed her ass. “I’m afraid that you’re wrong about that.”

She finally looked back, raising an eyebrow. “Huh?”

“I’m not a slut.”

“Hehe… of course you’re not.” She said insincerely as she tried to stand up, but then I shoved her back down.

At that point, I lifted a phone and snapped a picture of her bent over from behind with cum leaking from her crotch. Hearing the click, she turned around angrily. This time, I managed to catch one with her face as well as me in the image giving a victory sign.

“What the hell are you doing?” She said.

“Just giving myself some assurance. You did promise the grades, right?”

“Y-you…”

“Hey, you had fun. I had fun. Don’t give me that angry face.” As she stood up, I pushed her back down onto her chair, cum leaking from her crotch onto it too. “I just want to make sure you’re not going to mess with me down the line. That’s all.”

I hadn’t walked into it expecting to do this, but it came to me as we were having sex that any teacher who’d have sex with a student was probably not that good of a character. Like with that bully from before, I felt I needed a little collateral. Evidence of her banging a student would destroy her. I didn’t have anything against my teacher, but I decided to be a bit cautious here. If I had made the same considerations for Abigail, I wouldn’t be having problems with her right now. Then again, I supposed embarrassing photos of her wouldn’t hurt like a married woman.

“What the hell do you want?” Her previous good demeanor had disappeared from her face.

“I said… nothing other than what you promised. We can even do it again some time if you want.” I shrugged. “This is just insurance you keep your mouth shut, your womb baby free, and promises kept. We wouldn’t want your husband seeing this… let alone the school.”

“And how aren’t you a slut.” She cursed.

“Diana…” I reached out and stroked her cheek, causing her to turn it away with an ugly expression on her face. “I’m not a slut. I’m a man.”