Vicky was a naughty school girl who loved showing off her body. She had always been fascinated by the way her uniform hugged her curves and highlighted her assets. Today, she decided to take things a step further. As she walked into class, she deliberately pulled her skirt up just enough to flash some pale thong over her black tights. Her teacher, Mr. Johnson, noticed but pretended not to see anything out of the ordinary. Vicky sat down at her desk, grinning mischievously.
During break time, Vicky snuck into the empty classroom where she knew Mr. Johnson would be soon arriving. She positioned herself on top of his desk, crossed her legs provocatively and waited for him. When he finally entered, he couldn’t help but stare at the vision before him – a beautiful young woman clad only in her bra and panties, grinning seductively at him from atop his desk. Without saying a word, he climbed onto the desk behind her and started undoing her blouse slowly while massaging her shoulders gently. It wasn’t long before he slipped one hand under her bra strap and began fondling her perky breast through her soft cotton bra. His fingers danced across her nipple until it hardened against his touch.
Vicky let out a small moan as she felt Mr. Johnson’s hand slide down between her parted legs, rubbing circles against her wet panties. She leaned back into him, arching her back invitingly. With one swift move, he lifted her up into a standing position and pulled her panties down around her ankles. His fingers explored every inch of her sopping-wet pussy, finding rhythm with his thumb as it repeatedly brushed against her swollen clit. He pressed two fingers inside her, feeling her inner walls pulse around them as she neared orgasm.
As Vicky’s breathing grew ragged and her body trembled with anticipation, Mr. Johnson pulled out of her soaking-wet pussy and knelt down behind her. He spat on his hand and rubbed it along her slit, coating himself in her juices before positioning his hard cock at her entrance.
With a firm thrust, Mr. Johnson plunged deep into Vicky’s tight cunt, making her scream out in ecstasy. He began to fuck her relentlessly, slamming into her over and over again. Vicky gripped the edge of the desk for support, her legs shaking uncontrollably. She could feel the heat building inside her, threatening to explode. Mr. Johnson’s hands roamed freely over her body, squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. “Fuck me harder,” she moaned, her voice raw with desire.
He obliged, ramming into her even deeper, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. Vicky’s moans grew louder, echoing off the walls of the empty classroom. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. “I’m gonna cum,” she cried out, her body tensing up. Mr. Johnson felt her walls tighten around him and knew she was about to explode. He pounded into her one last time, holding her hips tightly as he released his load deep inside her.
Vicky collapsed onto the desk, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Mr. Johnson pulled out of her and zipped up his pants, straightening his clothes. He gave her a wink and left the room, leaving Vicky lying there, spent and satisfied. She lay there for a moment, collecting her thoughts, then smiled to herself. This was definitely the best break ever.