I stayed for after-school tutoring today. Mainly because the new math teacher is so fucking hot. But also, I need a little help with pre-calculus. I get to his room. The hallways are empty. I’m the only one staying over for the calculus tutoring. This will be perfect. I made sure to go home and change before I showed up. I’m in a sexy little black dress. Strapless. Almost see through. It hits my knee is just perfect. My pussy is already soaking wet looking at him. When I shut the door and turn around to see him watching me. He looks at me up and down. “That’s not the schools’ dress code young lady” he looks me up and down again. I giggle and say “I know I have to be somewhere after this” it was a total lie! He clears his throat and sits beside me. He is breathing hard. I open my book. He leans in closer. I look down and see that bulge in his pants. Oh yeah, I knew he was attracted to me. I rub on his leg. He starts to pull away but, I stop him. I kiss his neck. “ I won’t tell anyone promise” he moans when I bite his neck. I rub that cock with my hand. Faster and harder. I unzip his pants and take out his big hard shaft. I start to go to town on it. Licking the head and sides. I shove my math teachers prick inside my mouth. I gag on it but keep pushing it to the back of my throat. He grabs my hair and shoves my face into his crotch. I love it! I keep shoving him in and out of my mouth until he cums into my throat. I suck it all up not missing a drop. I lift my head back up and smile at him. God my math teacher is so hot.
Cheerleader Slut Does the Holidays
School had a serious theme today. We went over Christmas, and why it’s ok to say Happy Holidays AND Merry Christmas. Each class presented a different holiday that takes place between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Each culture and their customs and practices for their respective holidays was given a brief overview, and we even got to eat some food and have some drinks that were representative of each. My favorites were Christmas, Hanukkah, and Newtonmas!
I’m not sure the teachers were ready for me today. I smeared food stuffs all over my body, and told the class that I wanted to start my own tradition! I told them that I was willing to offer up my body for their holiday pleasures. Then, I lay down on the nearest table in each class, and I let them all eat off of me, and out of me, before they fucked me senseless. I bid each and everyone a happy holiday, respectful of the holiday represented in that class. They all loved my version of celebrating, and said they wanted to carry that tradition on. It was a fun time!
Torture phone sex – Fuck Pig Briona – Part 1
That fucking nigger bitch. She thinks she’s all high and mighty because even in my fucking camps she thinks she’s better than me because she has the attention of HIM. Nothing I’ve been able to do has taken him away from her, no matter how much I scared or tortured her physically. No matter how much I’ve tried to keep them apart. They just seem to be drawn back together over and over. I know her fucking pussy isn’t made of gold. I’m sure that it’s full of ash and coal like her fucking nigger soul. I was on my last straw so it just meant to get what I’d want I’d have to torture them both. So I had him brought to my room. I had changed out of the harsh straight lines of the uniform and into a ivory silk slip, something shimmering and soft. My long wavy blonde hair fell around me and made me into the “innocent” girl that did so well in the Hitler youth. Everyone wanted a sweet, innocent, beautiful thing like me and they gave me all their secrets which I gave to our Fuhrer like a good soldier always did. He was brought to me freshly bathed and shaved, his form was athletic and lean… He was a personal pet project, and as such he was spoiled. He was fed and kept healthy while his comrades were experimented on, tortured, raped, and whatever else my and my companions saw fit. I smiled at him, “Hello.” I purred, my voice sweet and inviting. “Thank you for joining me in my chambers… I’m sorry for my state of undress” I said to him sweetly, letting my body press against his rigid and angry form. My perky and soft breast pressing against his muscled chest as my hands teased over the muscles. “I have an offer for you.” I pressed, his silence and lack of acknowledgement to my attempts at kindness aggravating me. No one ignored me and I could even hear the strain in my voice as I continued as my soft fingers played with the waistband of his trousers. “If you help me be a happy girl, I’ll make sure you’re a very…” my fingers dipped underneath the cloth as I leaned forward let my soft pink lips trace against his chest. “Happy…” my fingers moved, running through the treasure trail just before his cock.” Boy.” I said as I took his cock in my hands, infuriated that it wasn’t hard at all. Even as I squeezed and played with it, nothing happened. I screamed in fury, my anger uncontrollable at this blatant insult. Every man here, even my own soldiers would kill to be in my bed and this man couldn’t even acknowledge I was alive! I slapped him hard across the face, my hand hurting more than his reaction showed it had hurt him. “You fucking nigger. You’re a dirty, rotten, worthless waste of flesh that deserves to die with your comrades.” I spit on his face and he let the spittle slide down his cheek and off of his chin to plop onto the floor. I open the door and yell. “Bring the bitch!” and to my surprise he had finally turned around.




















