Teachers Teach

Ann was a good girl. But sometimes, even the good girls themselves don’t know that they could have the bad in them.

It was the first day of her business finance module in her sophomore year. As she watched her new young professor enter the tutorial class and walked onto the podium, her eyes already lit up. “Hi, good to see everyone. You can call me Jake." That was all it took to make her face go burning hot.

Jake wore a clean white shirt that day. Since young, Ann has loved the look of a white shirt on men. There was something about the color white that always got her. And Jake, standing there with his perfect, built shoulders and chest lurking underneath his white shirt, looked the best out of all the men in white she could remember. He was wearing a pair of studious-looking specs, but something behind those brown eyes implied that the studious look was just there to compensate a darker side in him. He got everyone to introduce themselves, and when it was Ann’s turn, she stammered a little and could feel herself blushing even harder than what she already was.

“Easy, dear. I don’t bite,” he said.

Too late, she was already imagining him doing that to her...

Before long, business finance classes were all that Ann was waiting for week after week. Ann was naturally a smart girl, but with that burning interest involved, she was excelling like nobody’s business. One day, when she raised yet another beyond the curriculum question during class, Jake replied, “Ann, I will love to discuss the answer to your question. But for the sake of your fellow classmates, let’s go back to the tutorial questions first. If you really want, you can come see me privately in my office later today.”

Ann was almost certain that he gave her a smirk when he said privately, or maybe it was she who was smirking. Who cares? This was the Bingo she had been waiting for.

Ann took her time in the shower that day, layering her perfume precisely to find the perfect balance of innocence and seduction. She turned up in his private office so late that it was almost rude. She just wanted to see how much Jake wanted this too. Whatever this was going to be...

It didn’t take more than five minutes in his office for the sexual tension in the room to almost become suffocating for both of them. Finally, he stood up and walked towards Ann, so close that she could almost feel the heat in his breath and desire in his groin.

“Ann, let’s be honest here. You are not here to discuss questions with me, aren’t you? Tell me what are you here for,” he said.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Jake, but I’m really here for an education,” Ann replied softly through her smirk as she pressed herself hard onto his erection.

There was a brief moment of disbelief in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by nothing but an engulfing amount of lust.

He took off his tie and handed it to Ann. “Put it over your eyes. They are piercing my soul.” Ann complied, like she always did towards teachers.

The moment her vision was covered, she could feel his long fingers dancing, twirling, gently squeezing all over her body. He took his time to take off her shirt and bra, revealing her hard nipples to the cold air. Just when she thought she was about to beg him, he slid his wet warm tongue over them, making her moan hard.

As his hands moved further and further down from her boobs, Ann could feel all her pores tightened up. When he finally got to her pantie, Ann was seconds away from dripping. She was so ashamed of herself, of that messy pool of wetness that had betrayed the poise she had managed minutes ago. But she felt a pulse in Jake’s penis as his fingers felt her wetness, and knew that it excited her as much as it did to him.

He cupped her pussy hard, rubbing all his desire for her through those hands. “Tell me how you feel right now,” he demanded.

“Shameful.”

“Well, I will teach you shame tonight.”