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Chapter 3
Mitch’s eyes bulged in surprise. “E-Excuse me? I thought, that-”
“This was the oral exam?” Reina finished. “It is, Mr. Bowen. I evaluate all the students here on how well they can orally please a woman. You see, it’s very important for a young man such as yourself to do this well.”
“But, but, I’ve never-” Mitch was unable to finish. Without moving from her desk, she snatched him by the ear and pulled down hard. “Ow-ow-ow-ow!” Without a choice, he dropped to his knees, and Reina cupped the back of his head and pushed his face into her crotch. His cheeks flamed deep red.
“No excuses,” Reina declared. She hooked her legs over his shoulders and crossed her ankles, forming a prison with her calves. “If you do poorly, rest assured, you will be spending a lot of time perfecting the technique. Now get started. Remember: technique and enthusiasm.”
With no other way to bargain out of it, and his face fiery hot, Mitch tentatively opened his mouth and began to eat his headmistress out. Her pussy filled his vision, as well as her scent. Slowly, he stuck his tongue out and licked up her slit, pausing before doing it again. She tasted…different, though it wasn’t an unpleasant taste. He kissed it, then licked. Kissed, and licked.
“Very inexperienced, I see,” Reina remarked. Mitch looked up and saw her casually jotting down some notes on the paper, feeling humiliated that she was grading him on oral sex. “Though I suppose all my students can’t be perfect.”
Mitch continued his pace, not really sure of how to do things otherwise. He’d seen a few pornos, and by this time, the girl was always gasping and moaning, something which Reina certainly wasn’t doing. Nonetheless, he stuck his tongue in her slit again, and something tapped his head.
“Enthusiasm, Mr. Bowen!” Reina snapped. “I’m not going to sit here while you tease me!”
He licked faster and harder, working his neck into it. Soon her labia became coated in her saliva, which then transferred to his entire lower face. When he kissed, he kissed hard, sucking a little bit with his mouth and slurping at the wetness.
“Mmmm, that’s much better!” Reina said brightly after a low moan. “Perhaps you have some skill after all, but lack confidence.”
She continued to take notes, every so often letting out a little breath. Mitch maintained his new vigor, but Reina seemed reluctant to praise him any more. The feeling of humiliation rose again for some reason, and he didn’t know why. He forced his tongue in deeper, probing as far as he could go by bobbing his head.
Reina gave an appreciative coo, wiggling her hips on her desk and flexing her legs. “Ohh, that feels delightful.” When he looked up, she had ceased her writing, instead leaning back with her eyes closed.
The movies he’d seen slowly came back to him, as did some of the techniques. He flicked his tongue rapidly across her swelling clit, before sucking on the entire thing with a wet kiss. At first he was hesitant, but then decided to nibble a little on the edge of her labia.
Reina gasped suddenly, and Mitch thought he hurt her in some way, but then she giggled. “Oh, what a naughty little boy you are Mitch! I certainly was wrong about your abilities. Leona will be so jealous that she let you slip through her fingers.”
That was the second time she had mentioned a Leona, but Mitch didn’t know who it was, though by what she was saying, it was clearly someone equally as devious and lustful as herself. It also sounded like that regardless of what had transpired with Reina, either way, he’d end up in the same situation: on his knees, cuffed, and eating a woman out.
But despite his perpetual unease at the entire situation, he felt something of growing pride at her words. Reina was years older than him, but now he had her moaning audibly. She reached down and threaded her fingers through her hair, almost lovingly, and that only stroked his ego further. His cock, still hard from her earlier attention, throbbed perpetually; he was more aroused than he had ever been in his life.
Her breathes became rhythmic pants, and for a moment, Mitch thought he was going to bring her over the edge, but she suddenly uncoiled her legs and pulled his head back uncomfortably by the hair. Her cunt dripped, both from his saliva and her own juices, which flooded his mouth.
She beamed at him. “You pass with flying colors, Mr. Bowen, but next is the most important part of the test.” She tugged on his hair, and to avoid the pain, he stood up. Her fingers found the ball gag around his neck, and once again lifted it to his lips.
“No, wait, I ungh!”
His own speaking allowed her to slip the still wet ball in his mouth, and now he tasted both rubber and her cunt as she tightened the strap. He glared at her in frustration, but she ignored him, turning around to face her desk.
“You’re still a naughty boy, Mr. Bowen, and naughty boys have to wear gags,” she reminded him.
Incredibly, she stooped over, hiked up her skirt again, and leaned over the desk and spread her legs. Her enormous breasts mashed over the smooth surface, giving her quite a bit of support, unless the position caused them pain. Her legs spread to either side of the desk until they touched either side, and Mitch was soon staring at her dripping, exposed cunt again. Her white garters ran down the back of her thighs, the whole garment appealing, like a doorway to her sex.
“The endurance test. Finish what you started and give your headmistress a good hard fucking, Mr. Bowen.”
Once again, that feeling that he should resist came back, but staring at her sex, open wide and inviting…who was he to say no to that? How many kids dreamed of fucking their hot teachers?
He stepped forward, lining up his now throbbing cock with cunt. Her lips were wet and slick, and it took a few tries to nestle his head between her. When he did, he slowly pushed forward. The feeling of sinking into her was mesmerizing. She was warm, wet, and tight, tighter than he could ever have imagined. Disappointment flooded him the moment his stomach touched her ass. He wanted to fill her to no end!
Reina certainly enjoyed it, letting out a long throaty moan as he penetrated her.
As soon as he went all the way in, he pulled back out, careful not to get overexcited and buck out. Without the use of his hands, it would be hard to get back in, and he didn’t dare for a minute to want to upset his headmistress. What resulted were quick thrusts in, followed by slower withdrawals.
He couldn’t stop the drool, and some of it dripped across her hips, but she didn’t seem to notice. To stop it, he tipped his head back, so it would run down his chest instead.
“Harder, Mitch,” Reina said through a moan. “I know you can fuck harder than this!”
Mitch grunted and put a little more effort into his hips. Each push in slapped his pelvis against her tight ass, and swung his balls against his groin. The ecstatic sensation built in his cock, running up his spine and all over his body. Harder was definitely better!
“Faster! Harder!” Reina panted. “Fuck me!”
He pulled out all the stops and through his weight into her. With every push, he felt her rock forward across the desk, her thighs pressing into the edges as he work every last pound of muscle into it. His pace increased even faster, and soon his balls were flapping wildly against her loins in rhythm to the loud thwacking of her ass against his thighs.
His headmistress moaned over and over as he assaulted her from behind, her gasps broken and stuttering from the force. The feelings and sensations seemed to make time crawl, then speed up. One minute her back was arched, and it seemed to stay that way for an eternity. The next he knew, she choking a moan onto the wood of her desk.
He could feel himself building, like a dam ready to burst, and at that moment, Reina cried out in ecstasy and orgasmed very loudly. Hot wet warmth spread over his cock as she exploded between the legs, and Mitch thrust as hard as he could to get her to climax even harder. Her moans of pleasure lasted almost a full minute before he felt her quiver and finish. He increased his rhythm again, building his own orgasm to the edge. He wasn’t sure if he should pull out, so she could-
-she suddenly reached around and grabbed his hips, and began to straighten. He lost momentum, and as she bent, he began to slip out. Horrified, Mitch yelled through the gag that he hadn’t finished yet, but it was too late. He slid out of her dripping cunt, his cock engorged, shiny, and throbbing.
Reina leaned weakly on her desk. “Goodness,” she panted. “What a cock you have! I’ll give you full credit for the endurance test!” With that, she picked up her notes and began scrawling on the form.
Mitch could only stare in disbelief that after she finished, she retrieved her panties and slipped them back on, fixing her skirt in the process.
She wasn’t going to let him come!
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