Bella Bare

Miss Barrett kept the classroom empty on purpose. The student sitting across from her was failing, the worst in the class, and she made sure he knew it. Extra instruction was the official reason he was there after hours. The real reason became clear the moment she stood up, locked the door, and started unbuttoning her blouse. “We’re all adults here,” she said calmly. “I think we can help each other.” She made him take his cock out so she could see what she was working with. It was bigger than she expected. She stroked it slowly while telling him exactly how this was going to work if he wanted that A. Then she dropped to her knees, took him into her mouth, and sucked him with slow, deliberate strokes, stopping every time he got too close. She bent over the desk next and ordered him to fuck her from behind. “Show me what you’ve got. Don’t come until I say.” He pushed into her wet pussy and started thrusting while she talked him through every stroke, praising him when he went deep and making him pull out whenever he got close. She kept him on the edge for a long time—riding him in the chair, sitting on the desk with her legs spread so he could pound her face-to-face, then making him eat her until she came on his tongue. Only when she was fully satisfied did she let him finish. She locked her legs around him and told him to fill her up for the rest of his points. He came hard, flooding her while she moaned that he was her favorite student today. Afterward she fixed her clothes, smiled, and wrote an A in her book. “For today,” she said. “See what you can do tomorrow.”