I couldn’t believe my luck. Ms. Richter, my strict, no-nonsense math teacher, was standing in my living room in nothing but her tight silk blouse and a pair of lace panties that barely covered her round ass. It had started innocently enough—she came by to drop off extra homework since I’d missed class. But one lingering glance, one unbuttoned collar, and suddenly we were pressed against the couch, her lips hot and hungry on mine.

“You’ve been such a bad student,” she murmured against my mouth, her fingers already tugging at my belt. “I think you need a… special lesson.”

I groaned as she shoved my pants down, my cock springing free, already hard as stone. She smirked, running her fingers along the length, her touch light enough to drive me crazy. “So eager,” she teased before sinking to her knees in front of me.

Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock before she took me deep into her throat. I hissed, gripping the couch as her lips stretched around me, bobbing up and down with slow, practiced strokes. She moaned around my length, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure up my spine. “Fuck, your mouth,” I groaned, my hips twitching forward.

She pulled back with a wet pop, her lips glistening. “Not yet,” she scolded, standing up and turning around. My breath hitched as she bent over, her ass on full display, her fingers hooking into those tiny panties and peeling them down. “I think we should start with the real punishment first.”

Her pussy was already glistening, but it was the tight, pink pucker of her asshole that had my cock throbbing. She reached back, spreading her cheeks, and I didn’t hesitate. I dropped to my knees behind her, licking a hot, wet stripe up her slit before circling her tight hole with my tongue. She gasped, her fingers digging into the couch. “Oh God, yes—just like that.”

I ate her ass like I was starving, my tongue pressing inside, teasing her open. She was shaking, her moans growing louder, her hips rocking back against my face. “Fuck me,” she begged. “I need your cock in my ass.”

I stood up, my dick aching as I pressed the tip against her tight entrance. She was still wet from my mouth, and I spat for good measure, rubbing my cock against her hole. “Tell me you want it,” I growled.

“I want it,” she whimpered. “Please, fuck my ass, baby.”

I pushed in slow, her muscles clenching around me as her body fought the stretch. The heat was unbelievable, her ass gripping me like a fucking vice. “Holy shit,” I groaned, bottoming out inside her.

She let out a high, keening moan as I started thrusting, her body rocking with each movement. I reached around, finding her dripping pussy and rubbing her clit in tight circles. She was shaking, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “I’m gonna cum,” she choked out.

“Do it,” I ordered, slamming into her harder.

She screamed as she came, her ass squeezing me even tighter, and I couldn’t hold back. With one last thrust, I buried myself deep and came, my cock pulsing inside her as I filled her up.

When I finally pulled out, she turned around, her lips curling into a smirk. “Good boy,” she purred, licking her lips. “But the lesson’s not over yet.”

She pushed me onto the couch, straddling my face before I could even catch my breath. “Now, clean me up,” she ordered, grinding her messy, cum-slicked pussy against my mouth.

And who was I to argue with my teacher?