I finally got to fuck my teacher!

I know all the girls at school are going to be sooo jealous. All those little whores have been throwing themselves at Mr. Pete since the first day of school. And we all know he’s married (not like any of us care) but of course Mr. Pete always lightly flirts but never does anything with any of these lil sluts. Except me of course. I’d been drawing elaborate pictures of fucking and sucking cock all over my homework and tests, but never showing any interest in him face to face (unlike the desperate skanks in my class who literally throw themselves at him). One day I finally got the reaction I wanted, he told me to stay after class to discuss my grade. I knew my grades were just fine, so I could only be receiving something else after class. My pussy was wet before class even ended; I could feel my lace thong soaked. My mini-skirt was dying to come off and my tits were extra hard and horny…FINALLY the bell rang and everyone left except Mr. Pete and I. He stared at me for a long time before asking me what I was trying to say with these lil pictures I’d been drawing. I played innocent and told him I had not a single clue as to what he was talking about. He came up behind me, breathing hard and I could feel his cock hard against my ass. He said, “Oh you don’t want to be fucked huh?” I continued to play innocent…”Don’t you have a wife Mr. Pete?” I suppose he was done with the games because next thing I knew he had me bent over his desk and he was pulling my wet panties aside for his rock hard cock. I’ve never been fucked so hard either, looks like Mr. Pete has something in for sluts like me…but I don’t mind.