Teacher's my pet (WaveVelour & Trinc)

[Trinc]

It was late afternoon,and the college was dark and quiet. Mark Reese, the proud professor of Literature & Linguistics, was sitting, quite bored, behind his tidy desk. When he was admitted a few years ago, he was one of the youngest teachers in this ancient institution and, to the say of some students, the most handsome. Not that he agreed with such statements, but it was obvious that he cared of his body, and his image. He was pretty fit, a tall man in his thirties, with a well groomed brown hair, and beautiful daydreamer green eyes. His hands were slender and graceful, the kind of hands that have someone who has never done manual labour. As always, he was dressing in fine apparel: white shirt, dark blue trousers and a light blue tie that was there to give an appearance of seriousness in front of his colleagues, who frequently looked him down due to his comparatively young age.

His friends considered him a nice person, if somewhat stiff, finding him too ordered and a bit dogmatic, specially regarding academic matters. Nevertheless, most students liked his perfectly ordered way of teaching, and respected his 'hard but fair' style to mark exams.

His office was a perfect reflection of his orderly personality. A clean desk, with only a modern laptop and two binders on it, was placed across the room, with a comfortable armchair behind it and two small chairs in front of. There were a few bookshelves on the walls, but little more furniture. He had received this study a few months ago, and hadn't had the time nor the necessity to decorate it: he had discovered this spartan style helped him to concentrate during his long hours of work. In fact, these days most of the paperwork was done electronically, and the documents were stored in the cloud, so it seemed unlikely that those bookshelves were going to be overflowed with books.

The room was situated at the end of a long hallway, mostly deserted at this time in the evening. He had reserved this late hours to academic tutoring because at this time usually all his colleagues had gone home, and because most students neglected the opportunity of personalized tutoring, so it was the perfect time to advance work. But today he was daydreaming about Linda, the beautiful teacher of Latin. He was planning to ask her out next weekend, and he was selecting carefully the words that he would use. He was aware that his main problem was her gaze: every time he felt her eyes on him, his knees began to tremble, and his thoughts fled from his mind. He was trying to devise a strategy to overcome this problem, but he hadn't had a good enough idea.

 

[WaveVelour]

In these relatively late after hours of the school, when there were no more classes to dismiss, the halls were pretty much empty and quiet, free of any idling students. A pair of enticing bare legs still wandered across the corridors, separated from the rest of the set as the rest of the cheer team kept practicing at the gym. They had been practicing a lot under the guidance of the captain, who was now missing from the rest of the group. She was a headfirst girl, blunt-spoken and stubborn. Not someone who could keep cheering when something else weighed on her twisted mind. She perhaps wasn’t the brightest student in terms of her academic standing, but a pretty popular girl regardless. Boys often chased after her, while sometimes she did the same, especially when there was a challenge to it. Admittedly being a bit of spoiled gal, she was used to get what she wanted.

This afternoon, Julia had other desires to follow than her usual cheerleading practices. She had been carrying an admiration for one of her instructors for a while. And not a platonic one at that either. The captain was pretty open with her feelings. However, her twisted love couldn’t have been considered to be returned by the guy the way she liked. Understandably, it was a difficult situation for a teacher, one of his students outright confessing her desires like that. Julia had kept that to herself so far, not letting the rumor to spread. Certainly not because she was shy about it, but because she thought that would have pushed the man further away from her.

Before long, the pushy captain stood at a certain professor’s door. Sway of her blonde twintails came to a stop with her ceasing steps. Since she had timed her visit in the middle of her cheering exercise, Julia was still in her uniform. Although it looked charming when she cheered, out of the gym, it somewhat gave the girl an inappropriate look. A knife pleat skirt was colored red and gold over her tender thighs, its short length making a good display of her shapely legs. A matching crop top offered a distracting cleavage over her firm bust. Certainly not the worst thing to appear on one’s doorstep. Julia briefly fluffed her hair up, tugging her skirt down to make small adjustments to herself.

Keen knocks at the professor’s door didn’t sound as gentle as one of his colleges’ would have. She didn’t wait for a response from inside. It wasn’t like he could have had something better to do than inviting a pretty girl in anyway. The solid curtain that separated the captain from her teacher parted as Julia opened the door. “Hi!” The blonde called out, however it was a very meaningful greeting coming out of the frowning cheer captain. “You didn’t come.” She claimed, reminded Mark that she was expecting the handsome lecturer to come and watch the team’s practice. Standing upright at the opposite side of his desk, Julia continued. “I don’t see my gift either.” She knitted her thin brows. While inviting the man the other day, she had handed the man a modest present for his trouble. A framed photo of the cheer team, if the team were to consist of only one girl that is.

 

[Trinc]

Mark was startled by the girl's impetuous entry, so much that he let fall the pen that he was absent-mindedly holding, which bounced on the table and fell to the ground. He stared at her blankly for a few seconds until a thin memory managed to reach his conscious mind: she was a student of him, and a few days ago she had given him a photo of herself. He had not given any importance to the gesture, a mere childishness that didn't deserve special attention, and the photo was left forgotten in some drawer. It goes without saying that he had no reciprocal gift.

Mark regained composure and stood up slowly to receive his irritated guest, displaying what he hoped to be his most soothing smile. 'Oh, I'm sorry' He said in a reflex-reaction, while his eyes roamed the cheerleader's outfit and body. She had a really beautiful figure, and her angry breathing was making her chest rise and fall in a strikingly way. He had to make an effort to lift his gaze from her breast to her face, and make up an excuse. 'I'm overloaded with work and I lost the track of time. I hope it hasn't worried you.' In that moment, Mark realized that he could not remember her name, but he had the vague notion that the photo had a brief dedication written on it, signed with her name. Maybe he could gain time to locate the photo, or perform the conversation in a way that let him to find out her name.

After walking around his desk, he reached out to make a gesture to invite her to sit, and that made him to look at her impressive legs. With a skirt that short, to have her sitting in front of him would make a very interesting sight. Not that he used to look under the skirts of his students, but after spending the last hour thinking about his crush, the presence of such a sexy girl in his office was heating something in his entrails. 'But I can't remember the last time that we talked about how's going your academic journey. Please, sit down and put me up to date.' He kept smiling, but his eyes were having serious problems to stay on her face, and were gradually falling towards more interesting regions of his guest.

 

[WaveVelour]

Being maybe the most popular girl at school, and a haughty one at that too, Julia wasn’t used to people not remembering her name. In this special case with the handsome teacher, it was a more frustrating fact as well. She was pretty famous between the other fellow students, and somewhat infamous among the teachers thanks to some of her memorable stunts. A clear frustration grew in her eyes when the man kept acting as if she was a regular student, not very different than the other ones who came to his room. All the while Mark’s eyes seemed to be aimed at a bit lower than where her face was. Of course, the experienced cheer captain was used to have a pair of eyes checking on what her fit form offered. Those spectators had always thought how subtle their glance were, although not knowing how obvious it looked from outside.

Seating herself in a nearby chair in front of the desk, Julia caught her breath. She actually didn’t mind to be gazed like that. In this case, she would have rather taken it as a compliment. Funnily, if her crush had wanted it, she wouldn’t have minded lifting her skirt. She had some plain shorts under her short skirt anyway. It wasn’t a rare sight either, considering how she tumbled or danced during her cheering practices. “We didn’t.” Julia crossed her arms under her distracting bust. If they had indeed talked about her pretty average academic achievements, that would have been admittedly a not so enticing conversation. “Well, last time I have given you a love letter.” She daringly claimed, mentioning the contents of the envelope she handed the man. Though a busy professor like the one before her surely must have accumulated a lot of documents on top of his desk.

“Oh! You didn’t even read it!” Julia widened her expressive eyes at the man, quickly making an assumption out of the man’s relatively calm demeanor. The same cool looks of the man was what attracted the captain towards him in the first place. She had marked Mark as a target for her twisted love a while ago. Many of her classmates would definitely like to be in his place. This time however, Julia had set the bar a bit high. Being a persistent young lady, she was determined to fulfill her wishes too. To make herself look more easygoing, as if that would improve her situation, Julia lowered her voice and tried to get comfortable. She folded one smooth leg over the other and leaned back. “Anyways, I’m here now.” The captain stated her hard to ignore presence in the room. “You could ask me out.” She suggested.

 

[Trinc]

When she crossed her legs, he got his eyes fixed on them for a few seconds, and they were truly beautiful. He imagined himself stroking carefully each square inch of that smooth skin and wondered if Lynda had similar attributes. He had to focus intensively to look again at her face and walked to her side.

The mention of a love letter took him by surprise. He remembered her handing him an envelope with elaborate calligraphy on it, but he wasn't expecting any homework to be delivered at that time, so he put it in the correspondent folder, planning to read it later. But he had had too much work in queue, and he simply forgot to go back to the envelope. Now she was really upset and he couldn't help himself to feel a bit guilty, however inappropriate it was that she was writing love letters to a professor. Putting everything together, maybe this situation was a bit more serious than he thought first. He should take action to neutralize it before it evolved to a real problem.

'You are a very beautiful girl, and I'm sure that no few boys in this college would feel fortunate to date you, uh...' Shit, he couldn't still remember her name, hoped it wouldn't undermined his authority. '...dear. But it would be totally inappropriate for my part to indulge in such behaviour.' While he was pronouncing these words, he realized that standing next to the sitting girl maybe wasn't a wise idea. Though the superior stand granted him an authority aura, he was also in an unbeatable position to watch her cleavage, and man, it was a remarkable sight. Though he was fighting hard to hold his eyes on her face, they were constantly falling down to those divine breasts, and that was making him increasingly hot. He was feeling that warmth descending through his body to his groin, and stay there.

'We, the faculty staff, are here not just to teach your subjects, but to offer an proper role model for the next generation.' It was increasingly difficult for him to connect the ideas and translate them to words, he knew it was just his imagination, but he could feel a wave of heat radiating from the gorgeous student. Worse, he could notice a slow but steady flow of blood sinking to his lower regions, if the situation was not resolved soon, his body could put him in an awkward and shameful plight.

He placed his hand on her shoulder in what he thought it would be a friendly and reassuring gesture and tried to move the conversation to a more safe topic. 'If you don't want to talk about your studies, tell me, how is the cheerleader team doing?'

 

[WaveVelour]

If the good teacher had trouble remembering the cheer captain’s name, it meant he didn’t know what that this gal was capable of either, how persuasive she could get, how she could plot to get what she wanted in the end. As charming as Julia looked, she was certainly a difficult person to deal with. Best way to deal with such a stubborn individual was in fact to ignore her in the first place. A dangerous game still. Though, given the inspective glances of the handsome professor as if the cheerleader’s admirable form was the subject of a PhD theses, Mark didn’t seem to be ignoring her.

While the man stood tall next to her, Julia kept her eyes in front of her. Being a linguist, he was good with words. And the captain was of course delighted to hear the compliment on her beauty, but the kindly man could be telling this to all ladies as any gentleman would. Even more so considering his unpleasant explanation regarding why someone in his positions couldn’t openly admit such an almost taboo relation between a student and teacher. Unfortunately, the words were meaningless for Julia. She cared little about what others thought, somewhat being a bit of a selfish person. In any case, she could seal her talkative mouth and keep it a private affair.

“Well, I can keep it secret…” The blonde claimed, however from the sound of it, this wasn’t enough to convince the man on a sensitive topic like this. Soon enough, he was already trying to change the subject to boring trivial matters like Julia’s studies or the wellbeing of the girls in the team. “They are fine.” She simply explained. Above her distracting cleavage, the girl turned her head and looked up at the man. “They do what their captain says.” She frowned her thin brows, a subtle threat, hard to pick.

Sitting there like an orderly student, remain calm where her passion seeming to be swept under the rug, it was difficult for Julia. If Mr. Reese wasn’t intended to give it, the captain better claimed it herself. An imaginary roulette spun in her twisted mind. Different options alternated such as tears, screams, endless complaints and seduction. All powerful weapons in a woman’s arsenal. She looked down at the hand on her shoulder. Her pretty eyes closed down. “EEE!” Julia suddenly screeched. Without any apparent reason too. There wasn’t anyone outside to hear her, but it was still a concerning noise. “I can cheer quite loudly you know.” The girl suggested in a normal tone. That tone quickly escalated again. “EEE! You shouldn’t touch me LIKE THAT!”

 

[Trinc]

Mark was completely surprised by the first scream, and retired his hand from her shoulder as if it was burning and instinctively, he left out a cry 'Sorry!' He was shocked, and even more so by the calm statement the girl made immediately after that about her cheering ability.

Then she complained about the inappropriate touching, and the shock gave way to fear. 'No! I didn't...' As far as he knew, the adjacent offices were all deserted, and it was extremely improbable that there was any student wandering around this hall at this time. But if he had had the misfortune of have just one person idling around his office right now, those shrieks would undoubtedly attract their attention, and that wouldn't be good for him. No good at all.

He stumbled a few steps back to move away of her and tried to excuse his mistake, but he couldn't find the right words. 'I'm so sorry... I didn't mean... This is just a misunderstanding...' If the senior members of the college learned about this awkward situation, his reputation would never recover, even if no disciplinary measures were taken. He was so nervous that couldn't look directly at her face, and gazed nervously at every direction possible, but his eyes couldn't help themselves to stop a bit more time on her silky legs and her shapely breasts than anywhere else.

The cheerleader uniform that she was wearing augmented the problem: it was an open secret that most male teachers lusted after the cute girls of the cheerleaders team, though of course none made any move on them. If it were known that she was wearing such a skimpy outfit, almost everybody would immediately think that she had come here dressed this way at his own request. He tried desperately to unglue his eyes from her lush bust and long legs, while his apologizing gradually turned into something more like a begging. 'You know, I was just trying to being sympathetic... You know that I wouldn't ever... Please...'

Strangely enough, the warm that he was feeling inside wasn't declining, but on the contrary, it seemed to be slowly increasing. And the naughty blood that was flooding to his manly parts a few moments ago seemed determined to stay there for a long and hard time...

 

[WaveVelour]

From the looks of it, the brilliant teacher was ready to cooperate if necessary. It was a promising progress for the captain. But again, she could get quite persuasive to get what she wanted. Julia of course weren’t even slightly bothered by the man’s hand on her shoulder. In fact, she wouldn’t have concerned if Mark had touched her in a more intimate manner. That was what she wanted after all, getting pretty close with the handsome professor. Beneath the cheer captain’s charming looks, there was also a little devil inside, a kinky little monster Julia’s previous boyfriends could have confirmed. And her evil side had been admittedly craving for Mark for a while. He was an attracting guy. Although Julia found him adorable, that didn’t mean she didn’t want to see the man on his knees.

As the man backed up from the chair she was seated, Julia got to her feet after her surprised teacher. She had no intention of going easy on the man, or abandoning her twisted persuasion. Cunning eyes fixed on the man, Julia’s steps drew her fit form closer to him. “Oh, I want more than your sympathy.” She openly admitted her ill intensions towards the handsome professor. The more she chased after her victim, the wilder she got actually. And given how this one had been annoying her for a while, Mark were to learn the captain’s harsher side if she had caught the man in her web. The stubborn blonde walked up to him until she cornered the man against the wall. She wasn’t as tall as her teacher, especially when she didn’t wear a pair of high heels to give her average height an extra boost, but it didn’t make the girl any less imposing.

“A smart guy like you should know that’s a threat.” Julia frowned at Mark, her brows strictly knitted above her expressive blue eyes. The bold captain of the cheerleader team knew a thing or two how to set men straight. Her already short skirt slipped up her bare leg more as the alluring cheerleader raised one knee up. Being a foolhardy gal, Julia wouldn’t have hesitated to claim the attractive professor for herself. The athletic captain pressed her lovely knee against the man’s package, trapping his unwillingly hardened member. Her index finger threateningly poked into the teacher’s muscular chest. “You’d be surprised how quickly the rumors spread among girls.” She twisted her knee a little to make sure she had the man’s full attention. What she had to say was important after all. Being quite a popular girl at school, she could have gathered an audience real quick to tell them an interesting story.

“I’ll see you again tomorrow.” Julia checked her watch. “Same time. Hope you reconsider our future.” Pink lips uttered the words. “And put that picture on your desk.” The captain continued. Her bright eyes stared up at the sleek teacher, hoping to see or hear a confirmation from the man. Despite her generous assets, she wasn’t heavy, but the weight of her body was directed at a certain point between the man’s legs.

 

[Trinc]

Mark stepped back from the girl's advance, until he touched the wall. The cheerleader was a few inches away from him, making demands, looking at him with an intensity that threaten to pierce his soul.The bewilderment and the incipient fear did not dismiss his excitement in the slightest, as Mark did in fact liked assertive women, and his member continued to harden slowly, ready to reach a full erection. He always had liked strong women, women who don't hesitate to state what they want and go to get it, so having this aggressive girl putting him against the wall wasn't so hard to him, though he was speechless.

Then she thrust her knee firmly into his groin, and though it wasn't a hard hit, he had no place to retreat and found himself prisoner of that lovely leg. His member went from almost erect to a raging hard on under her pressure, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see a perfect thigh raised to hold his manhood under her control. She menaced him while touching his chest, and it sent shivers down his spine. He knew, by his days as student, how wicked could be college girls: if she said but a word about this incident, all the campus would boil with rumors about an affair between the youngest teacher and the pretty cheerleader captain. Given the tolerance zero policy established by the college administration, even if could prove his innocence, he would be fired in less than a week, and would be lucky if no charges were brought against him.

As she pressed harder her knee against his crotch, he realized that his career was in her hands: if he didn't go with the flow, she could not only get him fired, but make him never work as a teacher again. ¡O-- ok!' he stuttered 'I'll be here tomorrow, same hour, I promise!', his voice turning in a moan. He was completely at her mercy, and the rough attentions that his penis was receiving were, in spite of the dull pain in his balls, oddly pleasurable.

He felt absolutely defeated and raised his hands in sign of surrender. 'I'll put the picture on the desk' he said in a thin voice that was barely perceptible. His only hope was that this was no more than a passing whim, and in a few weeks she would have lost any interest in him. But his hard member, struggling against its captor, somehow told him that it wasn't going to be that easy...

 

[WaveVelour]

Even if she couldn’t really tell whether the professor’s manhood was harder than usual or not, the captain certainly was able to feel a firm bump against her bare knee. Julia didn’t think much about of the possible kinks the man had, if he liked to be treated in a harsh way, if he found joy in dropping to his knees before a young woman. The captain was a cocky girl who liked to be reminded of her superiority over the others, anything to stroke her ego. Knowing a thing or two about how to handle man like the one that stood before her, Julia wouldn’t have minded putting her handsome lecturer in a difficult position.

As the pretty captain eventually release her hold over the man’s cock, she could already think a few ways to punish the professor. Yes, for acting as if she was just another student at school, he deserved a punishment. It was true that the cheer captain held an affection towards Mark, but that didn’t mean she would go easy on the guy. She could be a little devil sometimes as the man soon would find out. “Good.” Julia simply approved the man’s cooperation. She better saw that photo of hers on the man’s desk, otherwise she might need to be more persuasive on the subject.

As much as Julia would like to keep the man on her sight, she still had responsibilities as the captain of the cheering team. Her little visit to Mark’s office was a spontaneous one. The blonde girl still had to join the rest of her team at the gym. “Goodbye professor.” Julia threw a final sharp glance at the sleek man. Her hips swayed towards the exit, the girl next leaving the man’s office and shutting the door close behind her.

***

Next day, after her classes were over, Julia was once again practicing with the fellow members of the cheer squad. When the time to meet her teacher approached, she asked permission of the girls’ and hit the locker room. It was a rarity for the captain to leave her team like that in the middle of an exercise, especially considering how she dealt with the members who didn’t participated in these almost daily practices at the gym. She didn’t change, but remained in her striking cheerleader outfit. While exiting the locker room, she was holding her gym bag in one hand. The shapely cheerleader strode across the empty halls. It didn’t take long to walk up to the professor’s office.

A few light knocks on the door announced her arrival before she cracked the door open. “Well, hi there.” The captain entered. Her smooth legs drew her tight form closer to the desk. She dropped her sports bag to the floor, light clangs ringing audibly inside it. The assertive captain was prepared for her good-looking teacher, hopefully the man was ready himself as well.

 

[Trinc]

To Mark, it seemed like an eternity the time that the sexy girl kept her knee crushing his balls, but he didn't dare to move an inch. When she finally withdrew herself and left him free, his penis was painfully hard and stretching his pants like a tent, making impossible to deny his erection. Even in this shameful situation, he didn't dare to move his hands to cover his crotch, as he was too scared of the beautiful cheerleader. When she said goodbye, he barely managed to answer, and only after she left the room closing the door, he dared to put his trembling hands on his crotch, trying to adjust his clothes to conceal his erection. He stood there for a few minutes, trying to understand what had happened there, but had one clear idea in his mind: he had to find the damned picture.

****

The next day, at the same hour, Mark was again in his office, but this time it was a bit less ordered. He had to put the room upside down to find the picture of the daring cheerleader, and in his internal turmoil, it had been hard to set everything in order back, with the picture in a prominet place on the desk. At the very least, he had finally discovered the name of the intruder, Julia. Unfortunately, her academic record hadn't any useful information, and he haven't dared to try to gather information about her from the people he knew in the campus.

He looked tired, because he had had an uneasy night. In addition to the worrying date, his sleep had been plagued with erotic dreams about the sexy girl. He couldn't remember those dreams, as they had faded quickly after the awakening, as dreams always do, but he was barely conscious that in those dreams Julia had been as aggressive and dominant as she had been yesterday, and what was worse, he had liked it. In fact, he had liked it so much, that he had awakened in a sticky mess, something that hadn't happened him since his teen years.

Now he was thinking as hard as he could, trying to make a plan that would allow him to escape from this dangerous situation, but he couldn't see any way out. Worse, he had to constantly fight against himself, as a tiny idea was wandering in his mind, refusing to die: voluntarily or not, he was about to date a hot girl, and no few of the men he knew would kill to be in his place.

He was trying to take out that improper idea from his mind, when another one burst in like a bull in a china shop: he had forgotten to buy a gift for her! A swift look at his watch confirmed him that it was too late to go to get one, and his mind began to race looking for a suitable replacement... but precisely at that time, he heard some knocks on the door, and the cheerleader captain entered without giving him time to react.

He concealed his panic, and offered her a broad smile. 'Hello, Julia. I was waiting for you'. The first thing that draw his attention was that she was wearing the same sexy cheerleader outfit, the one that exposed her impressive cleavage and her sleek legs, and despite himself, he felt a tiny, minuscule movement in his pants.

The second was the clanging sports bag that she had dropped on the ground. It seemed so incongruous to go to a first date with such a luggage that he couldn't refrain his mouth and he asked 'Whats that?'.

 

[WaveVelour]

It was clever of Mark to be concerned, or curious, about the bag Julia brought to his office. She had plans for her handsome lecturer. Her soft hands, or just her one knee was already proven to be quite effective on the man. However, there were other things the cheerleader wanted to try on the good professor to ensure his peril. For now though, Julia kept things vague. “Right?” Her beady eyes looked down at the floor, where she dropped her cylindrical bag. “I sadly don’t have a gentleman to carry it for me.” The blonde admitted that she was single at the time being. Of course, she had a clear candidate in her mind to change that.

It didn’t take much to make a girl happy. Seeing her framed photo actually standing on the man’s desk made Julia glad. It reflected to her expressive blue eyes as well. However, she wasn’t going to be soften so easily. Her gaze shifted from her image to the professor. She wasn’t in a rush to live this moment. Slow steps of the cheerleader brought her enticing form closer to Mark. Julia circled the desk, slowly walking up to the chair. “Funny. The girls asked me the same thing.” The daring student explained. “You know how curious us girls could be.” Her implications continued as she stood before the man, looking down at her adorably confused face. “They would start asking questions real soon unless I give them a call. Telling everything’s just fine.” It was a known fact how quickly an interesting gossip could spread across the school. Especially if it was on the most popular girl at school.

Knowing very well how smart her attractive teacher was, Julia had no doubt the man would get the message. Her threat wasn’t subtle anyway. Since it made wonders for her the last time, Julia thrusted one of her lovely knees again, pressing it down against the man’s package, giving her light weight onto Mark’s tool and its pillows. She was willing to take this one step beyond. The captain reached down, her little digits working on the man’s belt. The buckle was undone rather quickly by the cheerleader’s fingers. Afterwards, a sharp pull removed the man’s belt completely off the loops. She gave Mark’s cock some time to grow under her knee, before she pulled her leg off.

“Up.” The captain simply demanded with a clear tone. She walked back in front of the desk. Her palm patted on the edge of the table. “Stand here.” Another demand came out of the assertive cheer captain, signaling the man to stand at the table as a preparation for a compromising position for Mark.

 

[Trinc]

The blonde's answer didn't remove any doubt from Mark, maybe even increased his curiosity about it, but her words suggesting that she would gladly had a man in her life were far more illuminating. He received this with mixed feelings: most of himself was afraid of the consequences that this juvenile whim could cost him, but a tiny part was thrilled with the perspective of become her boyfriend. On high school and college, he always had been the nerdy boy of the classroom, and even being good-looking and fit, he always had lacked the skill in courting the girls that the popular boys displayed. To date a girl like Julia had always been a dream too far to reach, and suddenly it had fallen on his lap. Bad luck that it could cripple his professional future.

The girl started to walk slowly to him, and the teacher could only look at her fascinated. Her slender and athletic body approached with such a deliberate and precise movements that she seemed like a powerful panther stalking her prey. Her cheerleader uniform was made to draw attention on her feminine attributes, and he felt his own hands squeezing the arms of his armchair and his heart speeding up while watching the sway of those hips. He was so enthralled by her beauty, that her words about her teammates took a few seconds to be fully understood by his rational mind.

The underlying menace was obviously a double one: not only was she warning him that if he did anything rash her teammates would come looking for answers, but it was a reminder about how easy could be for her to spread all over the campus whatever rumor she wanted. Maybe Julia wasn't the best student he had ever seen, but she knew how to elaborate an action plan: anything he did that wasn't according to her wishes was condemned to doom his career. For a few moments, the professor felt like a cornered small animal, awaiting to be hunted and devoured by the most beautiful predator ever, completely paralyzed in his armchair except for his penis, which for some reason, continued to grow bigger and harder.

Then, like a panther jumping on its prey, she dropped her knee on his manhood, pinning him to the armchair, and that sent mixed feelings of pain and pleasure to Mark's brain. Julia was so close to him that he could smell her fresh scent, and her breast were exactly at his eyes height, that is, until she leaned to manipulate his belt, showing him a close-up of her sexy cleavage. 'Ow, please, don't hurt me...' was the only quiet moan that he managed to say, terrified to make any loud sound that someone could hear from the other side of the door. He was so befuddled by the overwhelming feelings that he couldn't prevent that the gorgeous girl took away his belt. He tried to rise his hands to get it back, but she stood firm with her knee on his crotch, preventing his movement and asserting her dominance.

His member grew to its fullest under her knee before she leaned back, as if it had been a signal, and ordered him to go to the other edge of the table. He stood up and walked slowly around the table, holding his now loose pants with one hand while covering the flagrant tent that his rock hard cock was making in them with the other. He was about to reach the place designated by Julia, when his rational mind finally managed to halt the avalanche of sexual arousal that was flooding him.

He had to stop her in her tracks now, and take control of the situation before it escalated to a no return point. 'Listen, Julia, you can't do this' he tried to reason with her, despite the fact that evidently, she could. 'We have to talk about this, in a more rational manner. First, give me back my belt' He extended his hand in a gesture to receive the belt, while standing up to his full height, trying to recover some of his dignity, something quite hard as his cock, now no longer covered by his hand, was still so hard that it seemed about to escape of his pants.

 

[WaveVelour]

The simplistic way Julia looked at things prevented the cheerleader from comprehending why her good looking teacher had been so concerned about making a move on her. The meaningful way the man glared at her shapely body only meant one thing. Today, it was even more obvious Mark at least held some naughty thoughts towards her. Her outfit was admittedly designed to attract attention and it looked a bit out of place to walk in her cheering outfit outside the gymnasium. She had always been a pretty confident girl with her alluring looks, and actually adored to get this kind of intimate attention from a man she adored. Mark had too some alluring features of his own, which had drawn Julia in the first place. Lately though, the man had been getting on her nerves.

“Me? Hurt you?” Julia raised her blonde brows in frustration. Of course, she didn’t mean any harm, carried no immediate intention of hurting the professor. Not much anyways as some of kinks she saw fun could lead to slight pain. However, she liked to think herself as a ladylike, fragile young woman. Certainly not a burly amazon who would be dragging deserving boys across the floor like a vulgar caveman. “What’s that supposed to mean?” The captain sighed, angrily frowning at the man. This didn’t sound like a compliment at all, ironically only making her more willing to perform those mildly painful kinks on the man.

The recently pulled belt still hanging in her hand. Julia folded it in half. Maybe that was what scared the fit man. She raised her hand and whipped the belt at the teacher’s desk. The accessory designed to tighten around one’s waist made a louder cracking noise than what she expected. “Oh, this?” The captain waved the man’s belt side to side. “Don’t worry. I have no use for it.” Julia claimed. Her waist was narrower than a muscular man’s obviously. However she could very well guess that Mark could think of other uses for that belt as soon as Julia mentioned its potential uses. He could relax though as the pretty cheerleader captain had meant it when she said she didn’t need it. After all, the mischievous blonde had toys specifically designed for the purpose if she were to add some pink hue to her teacher’s manly bottom.

Despite the cute lecturer’s attempts to hide the clear bump in his pants, Julia was an attentive young woman who noticed the man’s hardened cock when he got to his feet. It was pretty noticeable when she had her bare knee on his crotch too anyway. “Uuh!” Julia displayed more signs of frustration. “I’m trying to be all romantic and you don’t care. But you turn on when I act like a bitch?” She shook her head from side to side. Men… she thought. And people said women were complicated to understand. At least, the charming teacher seemed to be getting in place in front of the desk.

Until he apparently changed his mind and stood where he was. It wasn’t the best idea for Mark to test the captain’s very limited patience. He must have really liked that belt. Julia just hoped it wasn’t a gift from another woman, especially the dashing one who taught Latin. As a response, the girl swung the belt another time against the desk, clattering the same ear burning crack. “Hurry!” Julia demanded. “One… two… one… two!” She acted as if she was coaching one of the girls in her squad. Her eyes pointed at the top of the table. “Hands on top! Raise your rump!” She quickly sang in a musical tune.

 

[Trinc]

Mark became terribly conscious of himself when Julia remarked his erection. Not that he had done so much to hide it, but her comment made him aware that now it was pointless to deny the obvious, that he was not only in the hands of this beautiful girl, but she was perfectly aware that she aroused him. He wondered if his hard on was due to the Julia's hot body or her aggressiveness, but he was surer each minute that the thing that was making his gears spin was the dominance displayed by the cheerleader.

The young professor got startled when she cracked the belt against the desk. Obviously, Julia was impervious to reasoning, and he would get nowhere appealing to her common sense. What was worse, she began to sing in a voice loud enough that if there was someone in the adjoining offices, they could hear her easily. 'O- ok, J-Julia, ok. Please, don't sing so loud.' He stuttered, trying to control his nerves, raising his hands in gesture of surrender, and then turned to the table to put his hands where Julia instructed.

He was conscious that probably he now looked even more ridiculous than before, with his erection holding his pants in place even better than his belt did before. It wasn't as hard as he had thought it would be, there was something thrilling on being under the command of such a pretty girl. But as much as he liked her beautiful shapes, he was still worried about the mysterious bag that was lying on the ground.

Maybe flattering was a better way to reach her, but he had to play her game, before she made so much noise that every soul in the campus knew that something was going here. 'Julia, you are one of the most beautiful girls in the campus, you have an army of admirers, you don't have to rush the things, like this.' At the same time that he adulated the girl, he thought he had heard some noise at the other side of the door, on the hall, and he became terrified. Was it a student looking for a tutorial? Was, maybe, Wendy, the department secretary, looking for someone? Were just his nerves, playing tricks on him?

No matter, in any case, his best option was to make the least noise possible, and it meant to obey promptly Julia's orders... though it was becoming easier and easier.

 

[WaveVelour]

Being gifted with a strong voice, having her vocal cords trained in numerous cheering practices, Julia’s voice could be easily heard from adjacent offices and empty halls. If she were to pick another hobby, that would have been something music related. Constant threat of a bystander hearing her voice from outside was apparently a strong motive for Mark. She personally saw no problem in a girl singing in the professor’s office room, but it surely depended on the lyrics. A satisfied grin stretched the captain’s cherry lips. She had always been a girl who liked it when others followed her orders. Especially deserving men like her professor. Her ex was a bulky hunk from the school football team. She was no stranger to decently shaped muscular guys, and how to deal with them. Handling fit men like Mark was a distinct pleasure for the haughty cheer captain, even more so if they had a considerable package. After all, tending to a girl like Julia required a hefty tool. Also a high stamina to back it.

It was pretty obvious Julia’s interest in her professor involved a lot more than an ordinary student – teacher relation. Although the man seemed to have an affection for her good looks, a hardened cock wasn’t enough to satisfy the blonde’s desires. She finally set aside the belt in her hand. In a daring move, Julia stood behind the man to reach for his front. Her little fingers sought the button of his pants. While she blindly tried to locate the button from behind, her hand briefly came in contact with that striking bulge. Although it was a brief touch, the man’s hardness was pretty clear. “Huh?” The blonde got a little surprised by her apparently strong influence on the man. In the absence of a belt, Julia undid the professor’s pants. It surely was an enticing experience. Though the girl acted casually.

Little curious fingers of the captain tucked into the sides of the man’s legwear. Julia pulled his pants down at one swoop. She lowered his underwear with it too. One sharp pull, and both articles of clothing were pooled at his ankles, whether the man was ready to flash his manly bits to a student or not. It didn’t take long for Julia to explore the professor’s manhood. She reached for the man’s cock. Her hand ran around the man’s waist. One by one, her soft fingers closed around the base of the shaft as the girl felt her teacher up for the first time. Mark better got used to feel the captain’s digits on his body. They sometimes meant pleasure, and sometimes punishment. Julia used the man’s rod like lever, pulling on this lengthy organ.

“Turn around.” The captain strictly demanded. A sudden smack given to the professor’s rear told the man to be quick without any words. Like the other day, Julia wore pigtails today as well. The blonde undid one of them by removing her hair tie. The circular band stretched around the girl’s fingers. She could think of a better place to put it.

 

[Trinc]

Mark stood still in front of the table feeling an increasing nervousness, wondering about the mischievous cheerleader's intentions and what he could do about them. With his cock hard as a rock, he had to stick out his butt to avoid to touch the table with his erection, in a position that was all but dignified. The part of the teacher that was thrilled to be with Julia in that office was growing by leaps and bounds, though it was still being repressed by the bigger (yet) part that was terrified about being discovered by anyone, and loose his hard-won career. Even so divided, he had to refrain himself from turning his head to glance the graceful curves of the girl, though he had her body hot stamped on his mind.

He felt surprised when Julia got behind him, and while looking for the button, touched the front of his pants and his raging erection, causing that it grew even more. He gasped surprised and aroused, but it was nothing compared with the sheer astonishment that seized him when she pulled down his pants and underwear in an single fluid movement.

His rigid member sprang free with so much momentum that it impact sonorously on the table, and it wasn't painful, but quite enjoyable. 'What the...?' the professor tried to protest, but then he felt the incredibly soft hands of his student caressing his penis, and the words got lost in a rush of arousal. He would had screamed in surprise, but he was too afraid of make any loud noises and attract unwanted attention, so he just gripped the edge of the table and stood still while Julia grabbed with impunity his member.

It was harder and harder to think for the teacher, and was petrified, looking down to his naked member and the nimble hands touching it. He felt the fabric of her skirt on his naked butt, and the rubbing of her breasts on his back, and his head spinned imagining what could she do to his cock with her heavenly hands, and what could he do to the sensual body that was so close to his.

Then the hands suddenly disappeared behind him, and with a bossy order came a sharp smack on his butt, that made him turn around promptly. When he found himself naked and with an undeniable erection face to face with the beautiful girl, all pretensions of keep his dignity collapsed like a house of cards. He would have begged her to touch his rigid member to the climax but he didn't dare to say anything that could annoy her, so he just kept silent and stared to her wonderful cleavage, so much lost in her sensuality that he even didn't wonder what the hair tie was for.

 

[WaveVelour]

For someone who claimed to be nervous, scared even, by the presence of the assertive captain of the cheerleader team, Mark was ridiculously hard between the legs. He definitely seemed to have drawn his sword from its sheath. Only, that thing was more of a blunt stick with generous geometric properties. Considering the fit physique of the man, Julia guessed the man could swing it pretty hard too. Although, while lacking the decently built teacher’s physical strength, she was determined to be the one in control. Even if her short cheering skirt made a generous display of her wonderful legs, she was eager to wear the pants in this twisted relation.

Being the bold young woman she was, Julia didn’t shy away from groping the man’s exposed cock. Her slender digits pulled Mark’s stiff rod into a firm grip. Softness of her hand formed a stark contrast to the professor’s incredibly hard tool. Irrefutable hardness in her hand proved that the handsome professor’s feelings towards his ambitious student wasn’t merely academic. Julia’s pretty eyes vanished behind her eyelids as the blonde girl lowered her gaze to the man’s excited member. She pulled on that solid bar and curled the man’s rod slightly up to make his balls more accessible. Fingers of her other hand gathered around the pillows of Mark’s cock as the girl transferred her elastic hair tie to his balls. Once it wrapped those sacks, she pinched the side of the band and twisted it to add another loop to his balls. Once she was done, her little hair tie coiled the man’s twin bags, squeezing them tightly.

“You shouldn’t look a student this way professor.” The cunning captain mocked, although the very same attention she mocked was what she had been wishing for a long while. The cheerleader still had her doubts though. Getting such a strong physical response from her latest attraction was nice and all, but Julia hadn’t eliminated the possibility of Mark being just a horny man who got hard in front of any girl who looked decent enough. And she was quite an envious girl, who had no intention of sharing her handsome lecturer with anyone else. Thankfully, she had just the right tool to make sure Mark’s expressive cock remained calm in the presence of other women. First, she had to relieve the man’s member from this persistent rigidity though.

While meaningfully staring right in his eyes, Julia released her tongue to brush it across her cherry lips. It was pretty obvious for what the girl was moistening her soft lips. “Put your ass on the desk!” Ignoring the nervous teacher’s previous requests about talking quietly, Julia barked a command. “And lie back!” The blonde captain added. “I’m gonna blow you.” The dashing blonde outright spoke her mind. Serious look of her knitted brows made it look like she was not joking either.

 

[Trinc]

Mark hold his breath when the cheerleader's slender hands grabbed his cock, and let escape a quiet moan when she pulled his shaft to have a better access to his balls. His meat rod sent signals of such an intense pleasure to his brain that he felt paralyzed for a few seconds, with his eyes fixed on Julia's cleavage. That girl was a walking wet dream came true, half of the campus students jerked off every night imagining a girl as hot as this touching their dicks, and he had her here, blatantly grabbing his. He raised slowly his hands to reach her skirt, like he was in a dream, as the only thing that he could think about was to pull down her panties and introduce his member in her.

But when he was already touching the soft fabric of her garment, he felt the hair tie rolling up around the base of his scrotum, and lowered his eyes to his own genitals, to see her small hands tying his testicles. The professor raised his gaze to meet Julia´s eyes, and he stared incredulously when she stated “You shouldn't look a student this way professor.” She was still holding his penis in her soft small hand, but he felt as if he was being held by a steel chain, and his hands were stranded in mid-air, while he tried to answer "B-but... but you... I-I mean..." Mark was twice the size of the slender cheerleader captain, but for some reason, he couldn't raise a finger against her. He should be tearing her clothes and throwing her on the table to fuck her to the point of exhaustion, but there was something in her way of behaving, in her gaze, that stated that she was in command and there wasn't a thing that he could do to change that.

He looked mesmerized at her sensual red lips , and was slightly startled when she suddenly ordered him to lie on the table. But when she announced that she was going to blow him, the last tiny shreds of sanity and prudence were left behind. Just as every nerd in the world, he had fantasized thousands of times about being blown and fucked by a girl like this. The endless hours that he had spent studying had been sprinkled with horny visions of the hottest girls in his class, doing him the things that they reserved for the most popular and hunky athletes. Those fantasies had been barred to him, being too much a bookworm, even a worked out one, to be interesting to those spicy girls. And now he had the hottest girl in the campus in his office asking, no, ordering him to let her suck his cock.

The formerly tiny part of his mind that was exultant of the situation finally took the control of him, relegating the most wise and sensible part of himself to a second place, as he slowly lied back on the table, both thrilled and terrified at the same time.

 

[WaveVelour]

Only one golden pigtail now protruding from side of her head, the assertive cheerleader looked crazier than usual. Considering she was far from being the more stable girl in college, it somewhat matched her almost insane aggression too. One way or another, Julia had her teacher lying on his workspace. Partly through a daring threat aimed at the professor’s career, and partly by using her attractive looks to her advantage. In the end, as she asked, Mark was now bottomless. His sizely cock pretty much standing taller than anything over the desk. Length of the man’s organ was impressive. That thing had grown to be a little monster before the cheerleader, pointing at the ceiling like some kind of monument.

Dominant hand of the captain cupped the man’s exposed balls. Similar to the pillar, those pillows felt to be quite hard and swollen. As the blonde rubbed her palm against the man’s sack, she could already guess the man’s balls to be filled with his seed. As she suggested just before, the daring cheer captain was intended to empty this thick load. Although she was willing to sit on top of this stiff manhood at some point, Mark didn’t deserve to be inside of her just yet. As Julia’s soft fingers glided up, it took her some time to reach the round tip of the man’s excited cock. After all, it wasn’t that short of trip from the balls to the head. The rod was a thick one. Even more so for a girl’s soft, little hands.

Just when the bold captain pulled her teacher’s generous member into a firm grip, Julia’s phone rang in a cheerful tone. She didn’t let go of the man’s cock, but picked her handset using her free hand. It was one of the girl’s from her team. “I’m sorry.” Julia apologized because of this untimely interruption. “Hello?” The blonde answered the call. “Yes… Uh-huh… Talking about my report.” A simple conversation started on the phone. She didn’t entirely stopped the man’s treatment though. Her closed fingers began to move up and down along the man’s thick shaft. “You’re done already?.. Who?..” Julia kept talking to the phone. While doing so, she casually rubbed her teacher’s cock, soft fingers smoothly jerking the man as if that was a thing she always did. “Alright. Don’t wait for me… You too.” Julia ended the call.

Now that the captain could give all of her attention to her teacher, her strokes became more prominent. She caught a steady pace, pulling on and pumping the man’s exposed cock. “Don’t fucking come yet.” Julia clearly ordered. That thing was already pretty stiff, but before taking it into her mouth, the cheerleader wanted to grope it a little more, no matter if Mark’s cock could get any bigger than that or not. Her other hand joined the action, holding the man’s package from below and toying with his swollen balls. In the meantime, her fingers continued to slide on the veined shaft, eagerly rubbing the handsome teacher’s erection.

 

[Trinc]

Mark was looking at the savage aspect of the girl, overloaded by facing feelings of arousing and fear. Certainly, his fantasies about fucking the cheerleaders of his classroom hadn't had anything to do with the current situation, but it didn't make it less arousing. On the other side, his hard-fought career was closer to its end each second, but it was a secondary matter right now. Julia grasped his pillows as if they were of her property, and began to play with them, exploring his manhood at her will. Laid on the table, with his pants and underwear around his ankles, and his penis stiff like a flagpole, he knew that he had to have a ridiculous appearance, but that wasn't important to him anymore. His attention was focused on the nimble fingers that ran up his rigid member, up to the point that he was slightly opening his thighs and rising, almost imperceptibly, his hips, to intensify the contact of those heavenly hands on his private parts.

Then the phone rang and he was petrified for a few seconds, while Julia answered the phone. He grabbed onto the table, and a few folders and some pencils fell on the ground, but he didn't even notice the mess. He relaxed a bit when it became obvious that she wasn't going to tell her friend about his hairy situation, and he was enjoying again of her soft touch, when a terrifying idea came to his mind: if Julia took some photos of him naked on the table, she would have him in her power forever. He tried to hide his terror glances to her phone, and finally he decided to stare at the ceiling, and let everything.

Curiously, the idea of being forever under the yoke of this sexy girl didn't make his member softer, but it grew even harder, if that was possible. She kept talking while pumping his penis in a careless way, something that reinforced the idea that she was in control. She finished the conversation and started to pump his cock vigorously, rising him to the seventh Heaven. He was about to cum, but in that precise moment, she ordered him not to do it, and with a monumental effort, he restrained himself while her other handled his tied balls. He looked at her while his hands tighten on the table, focusing on the extraordinary outline of her bust.

With the hair tie around his pillows, he felt totally exposed and vulnerable, knowing that she could hurt him easily at her whim, but it didn't kill his libido either. In fact, it was so hard to stay away of the edge, that he began to beg her "Please, Julia... please... let me cum... please...".

 

[WaveVelour]

Long aware how to control naughty boys like Mark, the captain kept steering the man’s arousal through the stiff play stick in her hand, rubbing that rod up and down to play on the professor’s vulnerability. Some captivating strokes given to his needy organ, and she had the man in a state of demeanor she liked, desperate and cooperative. “You’ll cum when I say you to cum.” Julia clearly demanded. It was a brief, but accurate explanation of the twisted relation that awaited the teacher. From now on, the young woman was willing to take control of how and when the man got a relief. He was a smart man though and going in the right direction by already not shying away from pleading to his cunning student. No matter how intellectual and calm and collected, he seemed to be another naughty brat in need of a good punishment. The way she treated Mark’s stiff manhood was hardly a punishment though. It still was the start of mischief.

Thanks to her charming face and fit form, Julia had never been a girl who had trouble finding a cock to toy with. This certain one admittedly got real hard quicker than the most. A little tease and some keen strokes, and that thing was rock solid in no time. The man’s cock didn’t even seem to mind the dry treatment Julia was giving to it. Perhaps the man just knew that the girl’s watery mouth was coming up next. His balls were nicely swollen and undoubtedly loaded. Although they had grown to be quite big, round orbs in Julia’s top shined bigger and smoother behind Mark’s balls. Aggressive yanking of the man’s cock put the captain’s enticing breasts in motion, making them slightly dance in their tight containment. In front of her hypnotic breasts, Julia handled the man’s impressively sized member. Her clenched digits didn’t move much on the shaft anymore, instead she pumped that piston to make use of the little flexibility of his organ to yank it up and down.

The hard cock erected before her blue eyes looked to be worthy of her mouth. If the man’s stiffness had reflected his sensual feelings towards the arrogant student, Mark’s affection was a strong one. Julia slid her hand down the veined shaft until her fist slammed his tied balls. The captain opened her mouth and went down on her teacher in a blur. Her oral services didn’t begin with a light tease as Julia unceremoniously took it into her mouth. Her soft hand kept the pillar firm and steady. She let it slid through her sealed lips. For a moment, Julia raised her head and popped the man’s cock out. Her saliva was fresh on the head, oozing down the lengthy shaft. She added more lubrication as the girl spat on the man’s member, giving Mark’s erection a shake to spread the moist. Pink soft lips once again closed just below the bulbous head. Julia gaged herself with her new plaything’s cock and began to eagerly blow its length.

 

[Trinc]

The professor was watching eagerly how the girl pumped his cock, while trying to decide if he should keep begging or shut his mouth. He knew that he should be mortally worried about the possibility of anyone entering his office in that moment, but it seemed to be a farther concern right now than to cum at the hands of this beautiful girl. She made clear that he couldn't cum until she allowed him to, but outrageous as this idea could be, it only fueled even more his passion. All his everyday worries were turning blurred, eclipsed by the need to cum here, right now. And it even seemed normal to him, the part of him that thought through his penis had the absolute control.

Then she swallowed his cock like a shark attacking its prey, and the warm inside of her mouth felt like a volcano. He grabbed stronger to the table, and his body tensed a bit more, exhibiting his well chiselled abs. She sucked his cock with extraordinary skill and energy, and soon he felt the overwhelming intensity of a tremendous orgasm incoming. Not that Mark was a flirt, far from it, but due his good looks, and in spite of his general nerdyness, he had had his share of dates. But none of the girls that he had met before had had an effect on him as strong as Julia had. Maybe it had something to do with her cheerleader uniform, maybe it was the total loss of control, maybe both... but he couldn't recall to have been as aroused as he was now in his whole life. Though she hadn't given him permission to cum, those red lips were more than he could stand.

He raised his right hand to the head of the beautiful blonde that was blowing him, the other released its grip on the table while his body arched spasmodically on the table, making some folders fall, and even the computer monitor was on the verge of fall down the table. "I'm going to... " he moaned "I'm going to... cum..." He was just on the edge, if Julia maintained the sucking for just a few moments more, he would explode in her mouth in an orgasm that would only be comparable with the first time that he jerked off, many years ago.

 

[WaveVelour]

When she had her mouth full, only response the cunning captain could offer was to suck her teacher’s exposed cock. It always encouraged Julia for more when her victims held a responsive rod between their legs. She could feel Mark’s tool throbbing and shivering in her mouth. It didn’t taste bad either. Tending to such an expressive little monster turned out to be a fun new hobby for the assertive student. Her cheeks sunk in as Julia thoroughly sucked and slurped the professor’s stiff organ, her remaining pig tail swaying with the subsequent falls and rises of her busy head. She wanted to own this man, to make every piece of him her property. Other than the owner of the lips that encircled his thick shaft right now, from now one, no woman was allowed to come near to that nerdy member. When the captain made a decent job at attending to his manhood, the timid professor didn’t really need anyone else though.

Pulses of the member in her mouth, and the man’s verbal claims announced the captain that her teacher was about to reach the point of no return. She honestly hadn’t needed to suck his cock too long to have him already on the edge, on the verge of an explosion. Julia’s cherry lips brushed the man’s erected organ a last time. Her mouth scaled the irregular texture of the long shaft until a loud pop disconnected the cheerleader’s pink lips from the head of the cock. She changed the focus of her treatment. One hand palmed the man’s loaded balls from below. It was a hefty package what Julia held in her small hand. Julia massaged the man’s sack as if those orbs were a round pair of dice she prepared to toss. “Good.” The assertive cheer captain told, now without a cock to muffle her words. “As of today, I want you to ask for my permission. Every time.” The cheerleader boldly claimed.

No matter how obedient a person was, Julia’s order was a difficult one to follow. She knew very well how much boys liked to play with their cocks, how that organ tended to drive their actions under the right conditions. Thus, the blonde girl had ways to ensure the man kept her promise. “Hold on.” Julia barked another command. She opened her bag and brought a shiny object on the desk. At first glance, it looked like a metal cage made of steel. No longer than two inches and a half, the steel rings of the metal toy were welded together and reminded of a small accordion, a stiff spring, its tip round similar to the head of a cock.

The purpose of the toy was clear. Even people who didn’t play a game of denial could guess that it was designed to imprison an eager cock. However, it was currently out of the teacher’s sight. Soft fingers of the cheerleader once again closed around Mark’s needy member. She began to stroke his cock. Her fingers moved fast along the shaft, all the left over drool from her earlier sucking made her aggressive strokes smoother. Up and down, her hand jerked the man’s hefty rod. “You want to cum, huh?” Julia asked, pumping that hard piston with the ferocity of a tigress. Subsequent sweeps slammed the man’s balls and yanked on the head of the cock. “Alright. Show me what you got.” Julia dared.

 

[Trinc]

With tremendous effort, Mark managed to stay on the edge during the few moments that Julia kept sucking his member. He could had cum at any moment, and if someone had asked him why he had restrained himself, he would had a hard time explaining it, even to himself. He had always thought of himself as a rational man, someone who assessed carefully every situation before take a decision, and to follow the orders of this sexy wild girl didn't seem to be a sensible decision at all. But there wasn't anything else that he could do. Her lips around his cock were like shackles that prevented him to fly, or even to try to take her from him.

When she left his cock, he groaned in a quite pathetic complain, but he didn't dare to do anything else, though the idea of grab her head and force her mouth again on his penis crossed swiftly his mind. He couldn't stop staring those bright pink lips, wishing eagerly that she resumed her attentions on his helpless manhood. The he felt her soft hands on his balls, as a sign of power, and he couldn't help but to beg her. 'Yes, I will do, I promise... but... Please, let me cum... I need it... please...'. Her hands were toying with his balls as they could have been toying with his brain. Right now, there was nothing more important in his life than to get milked by this incredibly beautiful girl, and if he had to beg her for release, so be it.

The professor didn't realize what Julia had retrieved from her bag, but his mind was focused on the idea of his imminent orgasm, and his eyes were fixed on her nice shaped breasts. Then she grabbed his cock like it was her possession, and began to stroke it firmly, with the implicit idea that he had nothing to say in this situation. Not that he would had complained for a single minute, as soon as she began to pump his cock, he skyrocketed to the climax and only with great effort, he managed to delay it until she gave him permission to cum.

Finally, he erupted in a loud moan, that he tried to muffle with his own hands. A glorious jet of sperm was projected to the ceiling, and though it couldn't reach it, many things in the office were stained, Mark and Julia included. He squirmed on the table, with all his body tensed in an arch. 'Yes, yes, YES!' He moaned. The orgasm that the professor felt was probably the most powerful in his life, but it lengthened as the girl kept pumping his penis, squeezing out up to the last drop of semen from him. The orgasm remitted slowly, with the hands of the cheerleader still on his penis and sending overloading signals of pleasure to his brain, and he only could rest on the table, trying to catch th breath.