He glanced down at Lacey, "Stand up and lay across my desk." He slid his pants the rest of the way down as he finished his sentence. Slowly she rose to her feet she hopped up onto his desk. Her skirt bunched around her hips as she moved backwards, leaving her ass on cold metal.
"Do you want me on my back or stomach?"
He walked over to his desk and stood in front of her. "Back for now, I want to watch your face as I take your virginity."
Nodding her twists lifting her legs onto the surface. Her pink panties in full view, if she spread her legs just a little bit he would be able to see a damp spot on them. He opened the drawer and set a bottle of lube onto the desk, then looked at her.
"Lose the skirt."
She reached for the button quickly getting it unfastened. Her thumbs slipped into the waistband as she slid the rough material off. He then pushed her legs apart, noticing the damp spot she had. He smirked, "Looks like someone is enjoying this too."
She blushed turning her face toward her shoulder.
"It is involuntary."
"Bullshit."
He hooked his fingers under her panties and slid them down the slender curves of her legs. She kicked off her other sandal. She looked up at her teacher thankful she shaved the night before. Her pussy was pale, pink and perfectly smooth. He leaned down and looked up at her, smirking before he pressed his tongue against her tight, little slit and pushed her pink lips apart. Her body gave a slight shiver. She felt herself grow wet as she watched him lick between her legs. The faded blush on her cheeks turned bright pink as she moaned softly. He spread her open with his fingers and pushed his tongue deeper, flicking it wildly inside of her. Her lower body squirmed as his tongue slipped in between her lower lips. A stream of small whimpers left her mouth. He moved his mouth up and clamped his lips down on her clit, sucking at it hard as his tongue flicked against it.
"G...god," she struggled to speak as pleasure filled her body. She should hate this but fuck it felt to good. He slipped a finger into her tight hole and slid it in all the way as his tongue continued its rapid assault on her clit. Her left leg twitched uncontrollably. The sweet juices of her pussy were flowing onto the desk. She could feel her heart pounding as his finger moved inside her. He kept moving the finger all the way, then back out, making sure to loosen her up as much as he could before using his cock. She was going to cum and she couldn't stop it. As his finger slid in as her back arched off the desk. A loud moan escaped her slightly parted lips. He moved his finger a few more times before slowly withdrawing it; he also raised his mouth away from her pussy.
"Enjoyed that I see."
A light blush grew on her cheeks, "Y...yes actually I did."
He removed his finger and small amounts of her cum squirted out. She couldn't help but blush. He smiled as he tugged her to the edge of the desk, "good you will love this then too."
He placed the head at her pussy and slowly began to push his cock into her. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Was she prepared for the pain to come? She looked up as he was pushing his way into her. He gripped her hips as his head slowly pushed her lips apart and began to sink into her tight little hole. "Oh damn..." She took a deep breath.
He was struggling to get in and it hurt. She closed her eyes, trying to focus. He slid out; applying more lube then tried again. He slid in with much resistance but the lube helped out slightly. She winced in pain whispering a small protest. Her body was slowly adjusting to him but the tight muscles of her aching sex was making it slightly difficult. Looking up at him she smiles slightly.
"Am I to tight for you?"
He smiled down at her. "I was trying to do this without hurting you much, but as tight as you are...that seems impossible."
She glanced up at him, "The pain is fading."
She turned away from him, her eyes fixed on the stage. Slowly she slid her hands up under her own shirt then slides it over her head. He stares as the floral printed top flutters to the ground. Her C-cup breasts were spilling out the top of her pink bra. He was looking down at her breasts, she swore he almost licked his lips.
"Well, i'm glad it is."
"Does my teacher wish to see?"
He quickly nodded, "yes. Let me see them."
Biting her bottom lip she slides her hands behind her undoing the clasp. When she feels it give way she looks at him again. In one flawless motion she slips it off baring her breasts to him. The cold air of the auditorium makes her nipples harden to a little pink point. He reaches down and grips both of her breasts, kneading them like they were dough. She moans his name softly as he squeezes and fondles her. He continued to push his cock inside of her, now reaching her hymen, he looked down at her.
"This is going to hurt for a second."
She gives him a quick nod telling him she is ready. Her lungs fill with air and she holds her breath. He pushes forward and tears through it, his cock sliding in a little easier afterwards. As she exhales she whimpers in pain. A single tear rolls down her cheek.
