1. Good, bad teacher
  2. Good, bad teacher. Part 2
  3. Good, bad teacher. Part 3

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few moments from the last lesson. Take the chalk and explain to me the following ...

The teacher barely accepted what the student asked her to do. After all, she will now have to turn around. What is worse - to appear before him in the depraved form of a whore in a transparent, hiding, tight set? Or almost completely naked from behind - after all, the bra straps and panties on the back and the ass are just thin tapes, besides ugly digging into the crotch between the legs? But duty was paramount, and Marinochka, automatically adjusting the glasses that had slipped during undressing, took the chalk and began to explain to Anton the nuances of chemical reactions, explaining her words with the notes on the blackboard.

Marinochka was well aware that Anton was looking at her in all terrible details, and from this she continued to flow even more, already perceptibly shuddering at every step and turn - her panties, when moving with sweet pain, stuck into sensitive folds and her nipples hardened so much that they were just tormented by rare bra patterns. And sometimes turning to the student as a lecherous view, in order to admire his breasts and flaming crotch, demanded a pedagogical approach - the need to stimulate an interest in knowledge has not yet been canceled.

Finally, this torture stopped, to be replaced by a new one:

“Well, well, Marina Mikhailovna,” said Anton, “this is all clear.” Now I want us to check my essay together, all of a sudden there are errors, but I would not want to get a grade lower than five. And you, I am sure, do not want this either.

As a somnambulist, Marinochka sat down at the first desk, to the left of her pupil, who got a printout of her essay. Such a fever came from the student that the teacher understood: there would be a wet spot on the chair, as it was already flowing without ceasing. But this was not enough for Anton, with his left hand he drew a slender body to himself, and with his right index finger he began to drive on the sheets, asking if the formula was written correctly or if the correct conclusion was made.

The hand of the student began to wander over the silky skin, then persistently squeezing the teacher's lush chest, then making her way between the thighs. Marinochka did not dare to object. Still, Anton together with her is busy with such an important occupation - improving the quality of the essay! If it is so necessary, then she will tolerate, even if she desperately blushes when a moan breaks from her lips. And this happened every time, as soon as Anton began to move the nipple tubercle with his fingernail, and even more so when his hand was between the teacher's legs. He did the last without difficulty: Marinochka, who did not want to fix any obstacles in checking the material presented, obediently spread her legs, barely the fingers for the first time slid to the crotch. To the last page of the essay, the teacher was already moaning in the student’s neck, thinking that if she fell so low and behaved like a real whore, can she kiss him on the neck? Fortunately, such a low vicious passion did not come to this. Anton pushed her aside and said:

- Well, well, with the essay we have finished, now you are waiting for punishment!

Marina, terrified of her own perversity, was terribly disappointed that she no longer pressed her right breast against Anton, and her left breast, as well as a wet slit, no longer felt male attention. She mechanically corrected the eyewear, which had been skewed during the review of the lecture, and babbled:

- I'm ready...

Marinochka was clearly aware of her guilt and understood that what happened during the day was just a prelude. The pupil got up, went around the desk and stopped in front of the teacher who had turned to him.In his hands, wherever the ruler showed up, but it was not this that made Marina swallow nervously: Anton had already pulled out his erect penis, which was now swaying proudly in front of her and which could be seen in all its glory, only slightly lowering its eyes. And it was awful. The teacher was afraid to look up, afraid to see in Anton's face a mockery of what she had arranged several hours earlier, and what she had just been doing, languishing with lascivious unworthy passion under the hands of a pupil and like a whore clinging to him. But the lowered gaze immediately came across the vicious vision of the male sexual organ in full combat readiness.

However, she did not have to choose for a long time between the directions of her views. Anton bent and unbuttoned the bra. This moment was generally beyond the limits, because the big hard member pressed against the soft elastic chest, and for several long seconds, while the student was fiddling with the clasp behind his back, the teacher felt this firmness, and the swollen, sensitive nipple even felt the beat of a vein. But fortunately, or to the disappointment, these moments quickly passed, and magnificent breasts slipped out of close captivity and shuddered as they straightened.

Despite the internal discord, Marinochka remembered yesterday’s punishment well and reached out with her hand to the rearing member - there's nothing to be done: no matter how obscene it looks when the teacher jerks her pupil while he hits her on the breasts line, but she deserves it pedagogical business. However, Anton again threw something that did not fit in the head of a young teacher. At first, he lightly tapped the outstretched palm, and then, slightly stepping forward and looming over his tightly compressed hips, he attached his penis in a cozy hollow between the breasts.

- Crush him ... - Anton wheezed, and Marinochka automatically squeezed her breasts on the sides, squeezing a thick erect penis in soft captivity. She was in complete prostration of her own actions, primarily because she did not understand how she had guessed how to bring maximum pleasure to the student, hoarsely sighing somewhere above. And then she froze completely, shocked by her behavior, because now she was sitting in front of Anton, and his member rested not in the palm of her hand, like yesterday, but between her own breasts! How is this possible: not to die of humiliation and shame in such a situation? From the prostration of her brought slap ruler on the nipple and voice:

“Now raise and lower your chest.”

Marinochka did not argue obeyed, blinded by pain, and then shock — she herself jerked off to her pupil, and not with her hand, but with her tits. Yes, it is the boobs, because so-called breasts in whores, with the willingness to allow men to touch themselves with their genitals.

- Do you understand, Marina Mikhailovna, that your fault for neglecting my assessments should be borne by your chest, which you so rashly did not want to immediately put on those things that I gave you?

The teacher lowered her face with shame: the reproach was fair, and she fully deserved this punishment - a hard cock between the boobs. Therefore, when the ruler was attached to the second nipple, Marinochka just gasped and obediently once again lifted and lowered her breasts, between which a hot and hard male instrument was clamped.

The punishment was repeated again and again, and Marinochka, complaining about her fate, began to feel the pain from the nipples pushing to the perineum, causing frequent small shocks, which, as she was convinced more than once in recent days, lead to a full orgasm. In addition, now the feeling of a hard member, which she had already jerked off with her breasts, was mixed in with the sweet pain, despite the frequency of the strokes with a ruler. The teacher puzzled to stop doing this only when she realized that she was continuing to infect the male sexual organ with boobs, although the ruler had long since stopped walking on her reddened elastic flesh.Destroyed by her own depravity, which made her wish to please her pupil, Marina stopped daring to release a delightful member from comfortable captivity without millet. Or maybe she, like the rubbish who had lost her last shame, didn’t want him to leave the cozy hollow?

Meanwhile, the student ordered her to rise and pulled off her panties, not forgetting to caress the wet crack between her thighs in passing, and she only hoarsely groaned, having managed to withstand the temptation and not move her pubis towards her fingers. Proud of her little ... Read more →

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