Extra Credit, Chapter 1

by Paige

My name is Paige Russell. I'm a Biology teacher at a public high school, and sometimes I let pretty female students earn their extra credit in a "special" way.

That little rainbow necklace around her neck told me all I needed to know.

That, and the fact that Cassie's Italian immigrant parents were very hard on her, and Cassie was failing my biology class.

So while I'm lecturing on cell reproduction to a bored audience of ninth and tenth graders, I put on a little show for Cassie. I'm quite short, so I wear high heels nearly every day. That, plus my tight skirts, makes it easy for it to look like an accident when I swing my little hips while I walk across the room. My shirt is low-cut, and when I lean over my desk, the lace of my black bra pokes out just a bit, and my ample c-cup cleavage is revealed. I'm not bragging, but I know I'm not bad looking. I look like I could be in high school myself, with my tiny frame and sparkly brown eyes. My front teeth are a bit crooked, but I'm told my smile is contagious.

These things I use to my advantage as I'm trying to make Cassie Gioretti want me.

I ask her to stay after class to discuss her grade. She was so sure she had a C! So when I told her she was failing, she was horrified. "Miss Russell, please let me do some extra credit or something. I'll do anything!"

These are the words I've been waiting for. "Anything?" I'm at least six inches shorter than she is, but when I pin her against the wall, I have the element of surprise on my side. I touch her rainbow pride necklace with my hand before reaching to remove her shirt.

She's hyperventilating. She's so goddamn horny.

"Alright, Cassie. You can have a C," I tell her as I pull her slinky shirt off of her. "But you're going to have to earn it."

She nods, dumbfounded. "I...I understand, Miss Russell."

"Good girl. Now you have some choice," I unzip her pants and let them fall, "as to how this is going to go. Do you want to go slow, or do you want your brains fucked out?"

"Wha...whatever you want is fine with me."

I smile, and she returns the smile as she kicks off her sandals. "Brains fucked out it is, then." Her smile widens.

I remove all my clothes except my panties, and press my body against hers. She bends down to kiss me, and her tongue rims my lips, trying to push them open. I grab the back of her hair, and plunge my tongue into her mouth, touching every sensitive spot, then just pumping in and out like a cock. She's doing the same to me, holding my head in her hands. Stopping to breathe every few seconds, we fuck each other's mouths with our tongues for at least five minutes.

"Holy fuck, where'd you learn to kiss like that?"

I remember my orgy days at Clemson and a smile creeps across my face. "You pick things up as you go along."

I sit on the cold tile floor, dragging her down with me. I straddle her lap butterfly style, continuing to kiss her like a teenager in heat, slurping and pumping in and out of her mouth, my tits pressed against her bra.

I reach behind her and unsnap her bra, tossing it across the floor. She's got nice tits. Small, but I like them. Her nipples touch my bare flesh, causing her to shudder. She pushes me off of her, reaching for my deceptively large breasts.

I moan softly, brushing my light brown hair out of my eyes. Her hands are skilled to put it mildly. For a fourteen-year-old, she's obviously been around the block.

She moves from squeezing my tits to grabbing my nipples and tweaking them, causing me to moan louder. I collapse onto my back, and she kneels over me, her tits in my face as she works on mine with her hands. I take one of hers in my hands, kneading it softly, teasing the nipple with an acryllic fingernail before wrapping my lips around it. She let out a mewing sound as I sucked her nipple like a baby nursing. I was seriously close to cumming right then and there, and I removed my panties to reveal my cunt.

She gasps when she sees it. It glistens with moisture, and my clit stands out prominently. It's neatly trimmed and, in my humble opinion, beautiful as pussies go.

She moves between my legs, leaving me to play with my own tits, and starts to tease my inner lips with her fingernails, blowing gentle puffs of air. "You like this, Miss Russell?"

"God yes. Fuck me. Fuck me now."

She grins. Her middle finger pushes through my wet hole, wiggling around inside of me. See, I've never fucked a guy, so I have an incredibly tight pussy. She seems to love that. Most people do.

"Fuck my little cunt, Cassie."

She starts to ram her finger in and out, causing me to shriek with each thrust. She bends down to kiss my clit, and my body explodes. "Keep...going...keep...fucking...don't...stop..." I can barely breathe as my second orgasm rips through me. I am seized by orgasm after fucking beautiful orgasm as she licks my cunt and rams her finger in and out of me, adding another as my walls give way.

At this point I am screaming for her to keep fucking me. I'm so wet and horny, and I've lost track of how many times I've cum. I'm getting dizzier and dizzier, and my body stops bucking so hard. Everything spins for a moment, and then...

...I wake up, and it's ten at night. Goddamn, that little slut made me cum so hard I blacked out. She's been gone for hours now, I guess. But I'm still naked, lying on the floor of my classroom, legs wide open. My cum is in a puddle on the floor under my pussy, and I'm so incredibly horny. And, fuck, my pussy is killing me.

She deserves a B-.