**After Class**

I never expected teaching at an all-girls school to be *this* tempting, but here I was, sitting at my desk after hours, pretending to grade papers while my mind kept wandering back to *her*—Emma, 18, the kind of student who made it impossible to focus. Long auburn hair, big green eyes, and this way of leaning forward in her seat that made her uniform blouse strain against her full tits. She knew exactly what she was doing, too—the teasing glances, the little smirks when I caught her staring.

Tonight, she stayed late to “ask about her grade,” but the second the classroom door shut behind her, I knew exactly what she wanted. She walked up to my desk, hips swaying, biting her lip. “Mr. Carter,” she murmured, voice dripping with fake innocence, “I was thinking… maybe there’s a way I could get some *extra credit*?”

I didn’t even pretend to resist. I grabbed her wrist and yanked her onto my lap, making her gasp as she landed with her ass pressing right against my already-hard cock. “You’ve been teasing me all semester,” I growled, one hand sliding up her thigh, under her skirt. No panties—*fuck*. She whimpered as my fingers found her pussy, already soaking wet. “You planned this.”

She arched into my touch, grinding against my fingers. “Maybe,” she breathed. “You gonna teach me something new?”

I didn’t answer—just flipped her onto the desk, papers scattering everywhere. Her skirt rode up, exposing her bare cunt, pink and glistening. I shoved her legs apart, dropped to my knees, and buried my face between them. The taste of her hit me immediately—sweet and salty—and she let out this pornstar moan as I dragged my tongue up her slit. “Oh—*fuck*—Mr. Carter!”

I sucked her clit hard, fucking her with two fingers, feeling her walls clamp down as she came with a shudder. But I wasn’t done. I stood up, unbuckled my belt, and let my cock spring free, thick and throbbing. She licked her lips at the sight. “You want it?” I demanded.

“Yes,” she begged, spreading her legs wider. “Need you to *fuck me*.”

I didn’t make her wait. I grabbed her hips, slammed into her in one rough thrust, and she screamed, nails digging into the desk. Her pussy was *so* tight, clenching around me like she was made for my cock. I set a brutal pace, fucking her deep, the wet slap of skin echoing in the empty classroom. “This what you wanted?” I snarled, hitting her cervix with every thrust.

She could barely form words, just gasped out, “Y-yes! Fuck—*breed me*—”

That did it. I gripped her hips harder, pistoning into her, balls slapping against her ass as I got closer. “You want me to knock you up?” I growled. “Fill this little cunt full of my cum?”

“*Please*,” she sobbed, eyes rolling back as another orgasm ripped through her.

I lost control. With a groan, I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, pumping load after load into her, feeling her pussy milk me for everything I had. When I finally pulled out, my cum leaked down her thighs, and she collapsed onto the desk, panting.

I zipped up, watching her struggle to sit up, her blouse half-unbuttoned, her pussy still dripping. She smirked up at me. “Guess I *earned* that A, huh?”

I smirked back. “We’ll see in nine months.”