Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Esmeralda could barely believe her eyes whens she saw her test. A D! It was bad enough she wasn't doing too hot in college algebra. If she wanted that scholarship, she needed at least a B. And to get a B, she needed to pass this test with nothing less than a C. That was not going to happen. It's time to get serious she thought, looking up at her teacher.
Her plan was simple enough: use her womanly charm to convince the teacher she deserved better. If there was one thing Esmeralda was an expert at, it was how to use her sex appeal to her advantage. Esmeralda was a beautiful 18 year old girl. She had lightly tanned, peach skin; jet black hair, tied in a ponytail; blue eyes, a taunt, flat stomach; and enourmous 54DD breasts. Her body had blossomed quite early, giving her plenty of experience with boys. By the time she entered her senior year, she had laid with just about every boy in her class. She didn't discriminate - one day it might be a jock, the next day a nerd. She had her favorites, but tried to be fair.
Of course, she didn't just screw around because she liked it. With a body like hers, it was easy to manipulate males to do her bidding. The only problem was, until now, the oldest boy she'd ever slept with was 19. Her teacher was a man well into his 40s, if not his 50s. This would be a new experience for her, but one she had to try. Until now, she'd been a decent student. Her sexual escapades were safe amid the student body, and as far as the adults were concerned, she was a brilliant student. She was trying to do well in her studies, and until now, she'd only ever gotten As and Bs in her classes. She could not afford to loose her chance at a scholarship over a stupid test grade. It's just like sleeping with a guy, she told herself. It's just that he's older and more experienced. As usual, Esmeralda was dressed in a short-sleeve, button-down blouse, jeans, and 3" stiletto heels. Her blouse was pulled tightly across her enormous, bulging breasts that strained to burst out of her bra and shirt. The blouse hugged her body, bringing out all her curves and the shape of her tummy. She looked irresistable. As this was the last class of the day, she waited anxiously for it to end. Let's hope he's as weak as the rest of the males, not some prude who'll throw me out for being lewd.
Her plan was simple enough: use her womanly charm to convince the teacher she deserved better. If there was one thing Esmeralda was an expert at, it was how to use her sex appeal to her advantage. Esmeralda was a beautiful 18 year old girl. She had lightly tanned, peach skin; jet black hair, tied in a ponytail; blue eyes, a taunt, flat stomach; and enourmous 54DD breasts. Her body had blossomed quite early, giving her plenty of experience with boys. By the time she entered her senior year, she had laid with just about every boy in her class. She didn't discriminate - one day it might be a jock, the next day a nerd. She had her favorites, but tried to be fair.
Of course, she didn't just screw around because she liked it. With a body like hers, it was easy to manipulate males to do her bidding. The only problem was, until now, the oldest boy she'd ever slept with was 19. Her teacher was a man well into his 40s, if not his 50s. This would be a new experience for her, but one she had to try. Until now, she'd been a decent student. Her sexual escapades were safe amid the student body, and as far as the adults were concerned, she was a brilliant student. She was trying to do well in her studies, and until now, she'd only ever gotten As and Bs in her classes. She could not afford to loose her chance at a scholarship over a stupid test grade. It's just like sleeping with a guy, she told herself. It's just that he's older and more experienced. As usual, Esmeralda was dressed in a short-sleeve, button-down blouse, jeans, and 3" stiletto heels. Her blouse was pulled tightly across her enormous, bulging breasts that strained to burst out of her bra and shirt. The blouse hugged her body, bringing out all her curves and the shape of her tummy. She looked irresistable. As this was the last class of the day, she waited anxiously for it to end. Let's hope he's as weak as the rest of the males, not some prude who'll throw me out for being lewd.