"Thank you Master."

What?

Alan couldn't believe what he was hearing. There was something very peculiar going on here but he didn't care to find out just then. He had just received an amazing blowjob. Sucked off by one of his teachers, who was still enjoying the aftermath of her own orgasm.

Pulling back up his pants, Alan took a seat on a chair nearby. He slumped and grinned and took in the slight in front of him.

His teacher Miss June, was completely naked except for her white thong which was still down around her knees. She remained on her knees in front of him. Her black hair having spilled over face, hid her features to him. She sat back onto her heels, exhausted. This movement thrust out her tits. They were magnificent. Taking in proper detail of them Alan truly appreciated the fine proportion of them.

He judged them to be a C cup. They weren't too big but fit her body perfectly. There were no imperfections to them nor blemishes. The gold rings in her nipples really attracted all the attention to them.

Alan gazed down. Her mons were clean shaved which only aided in highlighting her puffy pussy lips. Miss June was completely saturated down. There were juices running everywhere. Trails could be seen travelling down her thighs but most had spilled onto the floor beneath her. Tiny drops continued to fall.

An awkward silence settled in the classroom.

Miss June brushed her hair from her face and looked to Alan and smiled. Alan not sure what to do smiled back. A big grin, he truly could get used to that, who wouldn't want to get a blowjob from a teacher.

"Alan this can't happen again!"

And instantly he crashed back to earth.

"Alan I'm serious, I'm a teacher. We can't do that again, you cannot do that to me again!"

Alan laughed out loud at the situation.

"Miss June I just watched Ryan Marsh fuck you, then you gave me a blowjob and now you're kneeling naked in front of me after calling me Master. Look at yourself. You clearly enjoyed what happened, you made yourself cum. There's no way we are not doing that again."

Miss June slowly got up off the ground and stood up. Brushing her hair out of eyes she considered her words,

"Alan please I'm begging you, you can't tell anyone. It's bad enough Ryan is making me do all these bad things but I can't handle two of you. Please Alan please don't do this to me too."

Miss June slid her white thong back up along her legs and positioned it back over her pristine bare pussy lips. Alan felt himself get hard again watching that simple act. His teacher was truly spectacularly sexy. She aligned the strings high on her shapely hips.

"How is Ryan making you have sex?"

Miss June had been looking around the ground for the rest of her scattered clothes, hearing Alan's question she looked at him again.

"He's blackmailing me Alan. During last year's summer holidays Ryan managed to video me fucking a stranger in an alley way. I wasn't even in the country, I was abroad enjoying my holidays. Somehow we managed to end up in the same place and I didn't notice him. Now I have to service him whenever he wants or he'll get me fired. Please Alan I can't handle both of you."

Alan sat right up, his erection ignored for a moment. He processed the information for a moment.

"What has he made you do?"

Miss June had just picked up her matching white bra and straightened out the straps. Again she seemed to consider her words.

"It started off with giving him good grades and helping him cheat in other teachers' exams. But Ryan became more demanding he wanted what was in the video, he wanted to fuck me. So we had sex, a lot of sex. But then that progressed, he became more and more controlling; the sex became rougher and he became more domineering. Ryan made me do stuff, kinky stuff. He had me shave off my pubic hair. He had me buy new underwear and dress like a slut in school. He made me get these rings and now my nipples are always hard."

Miss June paused as she prepared to put on her bra and looked down at her stiff nipples. The nipple rings swayed slightly as if proudly displaying themselves now that all the attention in the room was on them. Their moment of scrutiny was shortly over as they were covered with Miss June's bra as she began dressing herself.

"I really like the sex but at the same time I hate it all. I'm meant to be a teacher. I am teacher, a position of authority in this classroom. Which is why Alan we can't do this again. What you did to me, over power me I loved it but I'm your teacher so this won't happen again and you can't tell anyone."

Alan sitting in the chair absorbed it all. His earlier suspicions of Miss June being a submissive were correct. She had called him master at the height of it all. What was he to do now? There was no way he was giving it all up, there was no way he wasn't going to fuck his teacher. But could he blackmail his teacher like Ryan?

Alan felt his inner conscience immediately dislike the idea. Ok he just spanked the teacher and forced her to give him a blowjob but could he continue it like Ryan was? He wasn't that cold-hearted and a dick. He was fundamentally a nice guy, right? He always thought himself as one.

Standing up the eighteen year old student quickly dressed himself in silence still pondering what to do. What just happened was completely out of his character. Alan couldn't believe he had just did that, he seriously just marched into the classroom and manhandled his teacher. And she loved it all, she played along, she was the one who actually went along with it and gave him a blowjob. Maybe it was because of the blowjob and the tension being released from his body but Alan felt more confident with himself, more assure of himself, felt himself standing taller as a result. Turning and looking at his teacher, Alan tried to suppress a laugh when he noticed Miss June try keep her blouse shut without any buttons. An obviously fruitless task.

Eventually Miss June gave up and turned to face Alan. Alan still feeling confident smiled at her. Miss June swayed across the short space between them, her hips rocking and her high heels clicking on the floor. She stared up at him and invaded his personal space. With her high heels she just about matched Alan in height.

"Alan, I really did cum hard and under different circumstances I would like to continue with you but we can't. I'm your teacher and you're my student. I can get fired and blacklisted from teaching. It's too dangerous for me, especially with trying to keep from being discovered with Ryan already. But you have a really nice cock."

With that she kissed Alan. Alan felt a hand slid along his trousers and squeeze his dick. He grew hard instantly. What was happening? She just said one thing and now doing the opposite. Their kiss grew into a heavy make out session. Miss June fondled Alan's dick harder, her other hand slid around and grabbed his butt. Alan felt something leave his back pocket and felt himself being shoved backwards.

Slightly disoriented, it took Alan two second to realise that his phone was in Miss June's fingers. He watched in horror as she dropped it to the floor, slightly cracking the screen in the process. Then lift her foot and stomp her heel right through his phone.

Smash!!

Alan stood in shock. Frozen. What just happened? His mouth agape, replayed the action in his head. His teacher just broke his phone. He watched as she repeated the process again. And again.

The echo of her heel connecting with the ground each time reverberated around the classroom repeatedly.

Seriously, what did his teacher just do?

Alan watched, rooted in horror, as she bent her knees and pick up the memory stick now unattached to the broken parts of his phone and place it under her heel and crushed it.

Stuck to the same spot, with a tent in his pants, Alan managed to finally move and find his voice;

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Collecting the various parts of the phone around her, Miss June stood up and looked to Alan.

"Sorry, but you had a video of me with Ryan. I couldn't let you leave with it and risk everything. I'm so sorry Alan, but it's too dangerous for me. I hope you understand. I need to go."

With that she strutted to the door and left him alone in classroom, almost as if she was escaping him and what he did to her forever.

Sliding his fingers through his hair, Alan made stock of what had just occurred. He was in the moment, feeling confident and invincible just before and now he had been knocked back. The eighteen year was now unsure and confused and self-doubt kicked in.

Alan stayed in the classroom for a while thinking. Could he leave things as they were and continue in life ignoring what just happened? Could he finish the school term knowing that Ryan Marsh was fucking their teacher at every moment possible?

Was Alan going to do anything?

Yes! Screw it! She deserved it for doing that to his phone. Alan made up his mind, he was going to blackmail his teacher and he was going to fuck her.

Alan gathered his belongs and left the building.

The thought that sitting in his email address was the video that he emailed to himself made Alan grin. Yes he is going to enjoy fucking his stern, strict sexy teacher.

* * *

Alan lost count how many times he had watched the video over the remainder of the week and the weekend. He counted himself lucky that he had the foresight to email the video of Ryan Marsh fucking Miss June to himself before going back into her classroom to confront her.

The image of her sucking his cock was cemented in his memory. He had been having dreams about it reliving the memory each night the last week.

On his desk beside his laptop was a notebook open with "ideas" as the title blazed across the top. He was working up a plan on how he could confront his teacher and continue the wonderful experience again. The only problem was the notepad was empty. In his trash nearby contained sheet after sheet of discarded ideas and plots he had tried to create over the weekend, each dumped one after another.

Alan had masturbated and masturbated numerous times the last week to the video but he failed to come up with a realistic plan to take his teacher. Truth is Alan had lost any confidence that he had to succeed. The regular and consistent negative, snide remarks from Ryan's sister, Beth Marsh, during the week certainly didn't help. His optimism was gone. If Alan tried to control his teacher, what would stop her standing up to him like she did when she destroyed his phone? Miss June was certainly a submissive but was he a strong enough dominant capable of exerting his control and having his desires obeyed?

These thoughts ran through his mind non-stop over the last few days.

Alan had no phone over the weekend too. Too broke to afford a new one and Alan's mother refused to replace it when she heard he had accidentally dropped it, Alan had been forced to carry on with life without. Which was painful in the current society that existed where no one talked face-to-face any more but instead messaged each other. Alan became an outcast in his school the last few days.

* * *

Next Monday, Alan was sat in Ms. June's classroom waiting for his teacher's arrival. It was the first class of the day and Ms. June, uncharacteristically, was late. The rest of class as to be unexpected was unruly. Alan could count three jokes already that had been made at his expense by Beth.

10 minutes after class was meant to have started, the door opened and a flustered Miss June exploded in. The classroom fell into a complete silence, several jaws dropped.

Miss June's high heels clicked across the floor as she rushed to her desk. Her long legs seemed to go on forever. She wore a navy skirt that barely covered her, it only fell two, three inches down her legs. It was definitely too short to be worn by a teacher and showed off an obscene amount of her thighs to her students. As Miss June hurried to her desk her tits bounced in a black bra which could be seen through her sheer white blouse that she had on.

Miss June's curled black hair swayed back from her face to reveal dark eye liner and heavy make up more proper to a night on the town than a classroom.

"Sorry I'm late everyone! If you can all have your textbooks out and open where we left it last week," exasperated the out of breath teacher.

Alan looked over to Ryan Marsh, and saw an evil looking grin plastered all over his face. Alan curiously watched Ryan moved his hand inside his pocket but his attention was diverted seconds later to Miss June, who had let out a squeal.

All eyes were now on her again, Miss June looking stressed said,

"Sorry, sorry, Johnny when you're ready could you read out loud from where we left off."

The class proceeded with different students taking turns reading out sections of the textbook, an unusual class as normally Miss June was more active in teaching and explaining details.

Alan kept his focus on Miss June, who was standing up behind her desk, slightly bend over her notebook. Her tits hung down encased in her bra, completely visible in her sheer blouse. She was barely playing attention and seemed to be distantly concentrating on something else. Suddenly her whole body jerked and her eyes shot to Ryan. Alan quickly glanced over and again saw that Ryan had his hand in his pocket and was looking directly at their teacher forbiddingly.

Over the few minutes Alan surveyed his teacher. Her breathing deepened, and she gripped the top of his desk with her knuckles whited with the pressure. She bite her lip and closed her eyes as her hips thrust involuntarily.

Miss June was highly aroused and something seemed to be stimulating her right here in class.

Alan caught Ryan moving his hand to his pocket again, a small jerk in there was followed by a small grunt from Miss June.

Alan's eyes widened; Ryan must be controlling something inside of Miss June, probably a vibrator.

Alan's emotions spiralled. Rage, shock and outrage coursed through him. It took him a few minutes to realise he was actually jealous too, the thought of controlling Miss June in a similar scenario resulted in his dick hardening. Here was a well respected teacher standing behind her desk, in very revealing attire, being driven closer and closer to an orgasm, forced upon her by her own student.

The eighteen year old was incredibly jealous it wasn't him controlling the remote and the vibrator inside of her.

Alan began to comprehend how far that he was out of his league and that the dominance being exerted over Miss June by Ryan was above him in terms of creativity, knowledge and sheer courage. Alan would never have thought to control a vibrator inside his teacher, and certainly never in her own classroom. The more he thought of the power play between Ryan and Miss June, the more he grasped that it was further entrenching the two roles of the person in charge and the submissive.

Alan marvelled at the psychology of the relationship.

Alan, whilst shifting his dick in his pants to a more comfortable position, caught on that this may be why a self-proclaimed submissive like Miss June first of all reacted to Alan's display of strong confidence and exertion of her last week resulting in the blowjob. Then began to understand that Miss June knew she could get away with stealing and breaking his phone when he was caught in her sultry display, because he was no longer in the dominant, or what she called it "master" persona.

Alan knew then that he needed to do more research to understand the role of the dominant and the submissive roles. If nothing else he needed to research situations and settings that he could spring on Miss June, like Ryan had this very instant.

Alan remained in his own thoughts for the remainder of the class, but he discretely noticed that Miss June was edging closer and closer to achieving an orgasm.

Then it happened!

She managed to remain quiet throughout, but her eyes rolling into the back of her head and her slight shaking and trembling was a dead giveaway that she was cumming. Alan's jaw opened in shock and amazement and stopped breathing for the few seconds but it was Miss June making eye contact with Alan straight after that jerked Alan back to reality and he managed to close his mouth and resumed breathing.

Alan smiled a big toothy smile at his teacher, this was an amazing, an astounding and a surreal moment to him. He marvelled at the outlandish activity and how the irregularity didn't seem to repel him. In fact, Alan could feel a yearning to control the vibrator inside Miss June and make her cum in her own classroom too.

Alan wanted to be person doing this to Miss June.

Alan needed to be the person doing this to Miss June.

Alan whilst smiling at the situation didn't realised to Miss June it looked like he was being quite sinister and exacting.

Miss June in response nervously twitched and withdrew into herself.

Soon the bell rang out and the class ended, Alan's fellow classmates packed up their belongs and shuffled out of the classroom.

"Alan! Could you wait a moment please?" said Miss June.

Alan was happy with this as it afforded him an opportunity to let his cock soften and let the tent it was causing to deflate. He held up and several other students grimaced at him as they passed and said hard luck to him, thinking he was in trouble. Little did they know it was in fact Miss June who was soon to be in trouble.

Soon the classroom emptied and the door closed shut.

Alan decided that if he was ever going to become truly Miss June's master he needed to go on the offense straight away and demonstrate strength.

Alan said the most outlandish thing that came to him;

"Did you enjoy your orgasm Miss June?"

"ALAN! Please." Miss June reeled from the forwardness of her student.

"Oh come on Miss June, I know what happened, you just had an orgasm in class," stated Alan as if it was a perfectly normal thing to do.

"Alan please you need to behave yourself, it would be best if you forgot what happened here last week and never speak of what is happening here ever again."

Alan let out a short chuckle to himself, laughing at his own little insider joke.

"Teacher I backed up the video of you and Ryan before you destroyed my phone and it's saved onto multiple devices at home by now. So how could I forget since I've watched it so many times now?"

Miss June looked like someone had just told her that her whole world was turned upside down, which in reality Alan just had. The blood drained from his teacher's face and she looked visibly shook.

There was a very long pause whilst Miss June slowly tried to process the information that Alan had said to her.

"But.. No... You can't, please Alan. You must understand that..."

With his teacher unable to complete whole sentences, Alan felt a rush, he felt exhilarated, he could see Miss June's house of cards slowly crumble layer by layer in her.

"I won't share the video and ruin your career and your life but I want what Ryan has" Alan let the sentence sink before adding "and more."

The door opened and group of three students walked in for next class. Alan moved closer to Miss June and whispered,

"I'll see you at lunch time".

Alan just before he left gave her the once over; looking down at tits from a close, down to her short skirt and finally down along her strong long legs. With that Alan took his leave as more students filed into the classroom.

As Alan entered the corridor and began his own trek to his next class, he could feel his heart racing out of control and his hands slightly shaking at the adrenaline rush of what he just did. He felt like leaping with joy. How simple and easy it had been to confront his teacher and re-establish a power over her.

He had been worrying and overthinking how to do it all over the weekend and then it was Ryan that helped him across the line.
* * *

The rest of the morning went like a blur, Alan barely registered what happened in each class, his thoughts preoccupied on how he was actually going to control his teacher during lunchtime. If last Thursday was any indicator she was going to fight back and not let Alan have an early easy ride. Alan judged that he needed to stand firm and not let any self-doubt that he experienced over the weekend take place again.

He was fortunate to be back in this position again and was determined to not fuck it up. This was his second chance and he certainly did not want to need a third.

As the morning progressed, Alan forged a rough plan in mind to interrupt her as much as possible and to not allow his teacher gain a foothold of the conversation. Therefore stopping any potential fight back and to put her off balance in her mindset of having any control over him.

The eighteen year old student daydreamed the better part of the morning of getting his teacher naked early and fucking her to cement his authority.

The lunchtime bell rang out and Alan rushed through the school as fast as feasibly possible with the traffic of other students hindering him.

Alan swiftly opened Miss June's door and entered out of breath.

Alan gazed upon his teacher, his soon to be slut teacher, who was sitting at her desk. Straight away he could tell she had her guard up and her body language screamed she was closed. She was hiding behind her desk, and her arms were crossed over her chest hiding her transparent bra.

Alan locked the door.

Without speaking and keeping constant eye contact with his teacher he marched over to the desk and navigated around it. He tried his best to display a strong outlook, back straight and a walk with purpose, just as he had rehearsed in his head all morning over and over again.

As Alan came around the desk and close to the seated teacher he continued his silence, waiting till his future slut teacher attempted to speak first.

Alan arrived next to his teacher and stood still standing over her, keeping his eyes fixed upon her.

Alan hoped she didn't notice his knees trembling with apprehension.

Miss June finally opened her mouth and managed to say part of his name;

"Alan..."

"Excuse me! Did I tell you that you had permission to speak?" just as he had practiced all morning.

"But Alan..."

Alan interrupted his teacher again by grabbing her hair. Part two of his prepared drill completed.

"Listen to me slut teacher, from now you do as you are told, do you hear me?" Alan tried to put as much menace into his voice as possible.

Miss June's eyes widened with unnerve.

"Em, yes Alan," she meekly replied.

Alan quickly corrected her in a strong determined tone, "Yes Sir!"

When a startled Miss June took far too long to repeat, Alan tightened his grip on her hair.

"Emm, Yes Sir," she said murmured.

Alan beamed, this was all going to plan. Miss June was caught bewildered by Alan's initial directness and was unable to get her moment to gain a foothold.

"Good slut teacher, I want you to go out during your free period this afternoon and buy me a new phone. Do you remember destroying mine last week? Well you are going to replace it. And you better get the new best model, I don't care how expensive it is. You are to give it to me straight after school today with your number programmed in do you understand?"

Alan's grip in Miss June's hair continued to tighten and tighten as he ordered her to get him a new phone.

Tepidly Miss June replied, "yes, sorry emm, yes Sir".

"Good slut!"

Alan released his hold of her hair and examined her body before him. Alan knew that he needed to bind his growing control of his teacher before she had a second chance to rebel.

Swiftly moving on to the final stage of his strategy cooked up in his head from this morning, Alan once again consciously put himself into the persona of a dominant controlling person and using that he ordered,

"Kneel."

Alan froze at this juncture, this was a vital point whether he could truly ascend control of his teacher. He waited anxiously, time seemed to have stopped but in truth two, three seconds elapsed before Miss June uprooted out of her chair and knelt before him.

Alan placed his hand on her head, and felt overwhelmingly delirium. It felt surreal that his teacher actually did it. Quickly reminding himself to not let up and to keep the pressure on his teacher, he looked into her eyes again and said,

"Take your blouse and bra off."

Miss June quickly and without comment reached for her buttons on her sheer white blouse and began undoing them one by one. The blouse came off and Miss June threw it up onto the desk beside her. Alan continued to oversee his teacher undress as she reached behind her and unclasped her bra and threw the item towards her blouse.

Alan took in her golden nipple rings again and her hardened nipples. He studied the shape of her beautiful breasts again, as if they were still the first time seeing them. He reached down and tugged on her left ring.

"Uggggh fuck."

Miss June threw her head back in pleasure.

Alan continuing to take advantage took the other ring and pulled it out from her hard nipple. Alan marvelled at the warmth of both rings as he played with them and the way they were perfectly cut horizontally through her nipples.

One of the regrets Alan had from last week was that he hadn't taken the opportunity to properly explore the rings on their last encounter and had vowed he would rectify that if he had the chance, which he was now fulfilling.

Flicking her nipples with his forefingers Alan could see his teacher's body bounce in positive reaction and her rings swing up and down. Alan tugged, flicked, twisted and pulled the rings and her nipples, and observed her breathing deepen and her hips now slightly thrusting in response to the arousing play.

Just as Alan grasped her tits in his hand to fondle, Miss June let out a surprised gasp and forced a massive screech to come out as quietly as possible.

Alan took in his teacher in alarm concerned that he has somehow hurt her by grabbing her tits.

Miss June started thrusting her hips uncontrollably and her whole body shook as if hit by an earthquake. Her nipple rings swung up and down uncontrollably.

"Fuck!! That bastard just turned on the vibrator. Oooh fuck, that feels good!"

Alan took a step back in surprise. It occurred to him straight away that she still had the vibrator inside of her since this morning's first class. If the vibrator had turned on then it meant that Ryan was close and likely attempt to come see Miss June.

Alan felt his heart squeeze and fear coursed through his body.

Alarmed Alan asked;

"Miss June is Ryan here?"

It took his teacher several seconds to answer, "No Sir, this is all part of my training, Master, emmm, I mean Ryan has been doing this every lunchtime on Monday to train my cunt to be always ready for him. He'll turn the vibrator on for ten minutes and I'm not allowed to cum."

The fact his teacher had continued to address him as Sir was not lost on Alan but at this moment he was more concerned with relaxing his body from the anxiety he had just spiked from.

Pulling Miss June's chair to him, he sat and observed for ten seconds his teacher on her knees fuck an imaginary person in front of her as the vibrator continued its charm inside of her, her hands balled up into a fist by her sides.

That simple act alone steadied Alan, as he focused on the very sexual being right in front of him moan and desperately try to starve off her arousal in hopes of not cumming. His nerves calmed safe in the knowledge that he I was still in control and in charge of the situation. Despite his plan going off the rails with the unexpected sudden discovery of the vibrator inside of his teacher it had actually made things easier for Alan move to the next step.

Alan became incredibly hard from watching his teacher dry hump and thrust her hips, his arousal spiked, he had to have his slut teacher straight away.

Rising out of the chair Alan approached Miss June and grabbed her arm. He pulled her up to be standing again which was more difficult now that Miss June was unsteady on her feet with the vibrator on inside of her.

"Skirt off!" he ordered her.

Seeing Miss June obey and wiggle the skirt off her shapely hips and let it down her long legs was the most erotic experience Alan had witnessed. Time seemed to stand still and nothing outside of Miss June sensually slid her skirt over hips, down her thighs, over her knees and then proceeding to drop the skirt to the floor.

Alan was gob smacked by her whole display, and caught Miss June smiling to herself as she lifted one foot and then the other as she removed her skirt.

Miss June placed the clothing beside her blouse and bra on her desk, and stood with just her panties on, turning to face to her student.

Alan sorely missed not having his phone with him so he could take a picture of her to keep this moment forever. Alan admired how his teacher looked like a model posing on a poster. Her tits and hardened pierced nipples on display and her saturated black panties evident of how the vibrator was increasingly making her more and more aroused.

Something high on Miss June's left hip immediately caught Alan's attention. There was a large bandage securely fastened to her.

"Master, emm, I mean Ryan had me get a tattoo at the weekend," Miss June answered Alan's unspoken question as she followed his gaze to the bandage high on her left hip.

Alan accepted the information and processed it but said nothing. He had a greater and overwhelming need to fuck his teacher. This could be dealt with later.

Alan grabbed Miss June by the shoulders and turned her to face her desk and pushed her over it. Her chest and stomach came to rest on top of it, whilst her fulsome ass jutted out and her legs tensed as they stood a yard apart.

Alan could hear the buzzing of the vibrator and the squelch of Miss June's panties has he peeled them off her pussy. Her panties stuck to her pussy and Alan removed it with awe, he peeled it off her ass and let them slid down her long legs to the floor, where it caught in her high heels.

Alan took in his teacher's soaked, bare pussy lips and the flooded moisture all over her mons. He could see the base of the vibrator as it bounced around inside of her.

Alan checked himself and realised he hadn't spoken in a quite a while, in fact he hadn't moved, he had frozen in worship of the beautiful sight before him, worse again he was holding his breathe.

Alan forced a deep breathe to stead himself as his fingers got wet when he took hold of the vibrator. He slowly and steadily withdrew the buzzing vibrator.

Miss June began to moan.

"No I can't remove it, I must follow my Master's orders, please, I must obey Ryan. Please I'm not allowed to remove my training."

Ignoring her plea Alan firmly slapped her ass cheek.

Feeling his hand sting from the action, Alan said,

"You will do as ordered from me!"

Alan removed the entire vibrator and could see the vast amount of juices that soaked it. He threw it onto the nearby chair, where it buzzed and jumped around.

With his hand shaking Alan undid his belt and his buckle, and pushed his pants and underwear down his legs. Alan's rock hard dick sprung up, no longer hindered by the clothing.

Alan could not remember a time that he was ever as hard as he was right now.

Taking hold of his dick, he lined it up to his teacher's pussy, and very slowly entered inside of her. Alan could feel each inch by inch become enclosed by a soft velvet of heaven.

A long continuous grunt growled from his teacher as she took more and more inside of him.

Alan, if it was possible, hardened even further to the noise. It was music to his ears, his teacher was groaning in pleasure from him.

Alan could feel a river of wetness inside of her as his dick invaded more and more territory inside his teacher's pussy.

Seeing his dick disappear inside of his teacher was one of the sexiest, erotic and brilliant things Alan had ever gazed up. He felt surreal that he was actually doing this. Was this actually happening?

He eventually felt his pelvic bone make contact with her ass and feel his dick fully inside.

Alan flexed and jerked his dick inside of his teacher and exclaimed with the euphoria.

Alan grabbed hold of Miss June's hips, careful to afford the tattooed bandage high on her hip. He then pulled his own hips back and felt his dick retreat from the paradise it had entered. He pulling back till just the head of his dick barely remained enclosed in her soft pussy.

Alan took in saturated state of his dick for a second before he slammed it back in.

"Urgghhhhhhhhh."

Miss June grunted so loud it was a scream. Alan for a split second worried someone would hear outside.

He took in the tattoo on her left hip and slapped the opposite right ass cheek hard.

"Quiet!"

Alan pulled back once more and then swiftly rammed forward.

"Urrrrrggggghhhhhh."

Miss June had lowered her volume of her grunt, which satisfied Alan.

Alan increased his pace, each thrust gaining in speed and power. Each thrust was met with a grunt from his teacher.

After the sixth thrust Miss June pushed her hips back to meet his advance, and each subsequent lunge thereafter.

Alan soaked up all the pleasure and sweet sensations in his dick as he fucked Miss June from behind with powerful thrusts.

But then Alan could feel his balls churn. The taboo activity of a student fucking his teacher doggy style was getting the better of him.

Alan discerned that he had barely been fucking his teacher no more than a minute. He felt embarrassed in himself that he was going to cum this quickly.

Alan tried to hold it in and prevent his dick from erupting.

In and out his dick continued to tunnel inside of Miss June. He felt her squeeze his dick with each thrust respectively.

"Oooooooo fuck!"

Alan look up and examined Miss June in front of him, just in time to witness her entire body tremor.

"Ooooo, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck, Sir I'm cumming," exasperated Miss June.

Alan felt the pussy around his dick clamp tight and felt it rhythmically contract and release as his teacher's orgasm overtook her.

Alan experienced a peak of pleasure as his dick spurt deep inside of the palace of pleasure currently massaging his dick.

Alan tightened his hold of Miss June's ass and roared as spurt after spurt erupted forth.

Miss June's whole body shook in greater intensity in reaction to Alan's sperm bursting inside of her, which in turn clenched Alan's dick causing him cum harder.

Alan rode out the remainder of his orgasm, each splatter decreasing in volume, each splash of cum getting sucked up into his teacher's pussy, wave after wave.

Alan rammed his hips forward one last time to extend the pleasure, he could feel that his ball were empty and completely hollow.

Alan delighted in the experience, "Woo that was great Miss June!"

Miss June still bent over her own desk, dropped her head to recover.

Alan withdrew out of his teacher. He watched a pool of his cum emerge from the depths of his teacher's pussy.

Miss June lifted her head and twisted to look back at her student.

Alan meet her gaze and looked deep into her eyes.

Alan silently communicated with his stare that she was now his Slut Teacher!