School Teacher gets tied up – gagged – and CREAMPIED
Title: “Taught a Naughty Lesson: A Dirty Encounter with the School Teacher”
In the confines of the classroom after hours, something untoward was about to unfold. The clicking of high heels against linoleum announced the arrival of the notorious Ms. Wilder – a woman known for her plush curves, smoldering gaze, and insatiable appetite. She sauntered in, her voluptuous body barely contained within her tight skirt and low-cut blouse. Her bald pussy was Already wet, dripping with excitement as she awaited her unsuspecting prey.
He was young, barely legal, and utterly delectable. His ripped body, chiseled features, and innocent eyes an irresistible combination. Little did he know what awaited him behind the doors of his after-school detention. Before he could utter a word of protest, she had pinned him against the blackboard, her body pressed against his. “Oh darling, we’re going to have some real fun,” she purred, her hand trailing down to grasp his hardening cock through his jeans.
She brought out her secret stash of rope, a wicked gleam in her eye. Wrenching his arms behind his back, she began to tie him, her skilled fingers making quick work of his wrists. Soon, he was bound, at her mercy, a whimper escaping his lips as she shoved a gag into his mouth, effectively silencing any protests.
Ms. Wilder leaned in close, her tongue flicking out to taste his neck. “You’ve been such a naughty boy,” she whispered, her hands roaming his body, groping and squeezing every inch of him. “Luckily, I know just how to punish naughty boys like you.” She nudged him towards the desk, bending him over and pulling down his pants in one swift motion.
She took a moment to admire the view – his pert buttocks, inches from her face, just begging to be spanked. Without warning, her palm connected with his flesh, the sound echoing through the empty classroom. She spanked him again, and again, until his skin was a rosy hue, his moans muffled by the gag.
“That’s enough,” she declared, her fingers trailing between his cheeks, teasing his tight entrance. “I think it’s time for your real punishment.” She retrieved a massive cock – a realistic toy, thick and veiny, ready to stretch his virgin hole. Lubing it up, she pressed it against his quivering hole, pushing in inch after inch until she could go no further.
He let out a muffled cry, his body shaking as she began to fuck him, her hips slapping against his ass with each grueling thrust. “Such a good boy,” she cooed, her other hand reaching around to stroke his cock in time with her thrusts. “Take your teacher’s cock like a good boy.”
Lost in a haze of pain and pleasure, he could only submit, his body arising and bucking as she pounded him into oblivion. His moans grew louder, more desperate, until finally, he climaxed, his cum spurting onto the desk, his body trembling with the intensity of it.
She pistoned into him faster, harder, chasing her own release. With a scream of ecstasy, Ms. Wilder came, her juices gushing as she filled him with her sweet nectar. She collapsed against him, both of them panting, their bodies slick with sweat.
Carefully, she untied him, her hands gentle, almost tender as she massaged his wrists. “There, there,” she whispered, “all better now. Just remember, if you’re ever a naughty boy again, I’ll have to punish you again. And next time, I won’t be so gentle.” With a wink, she sauntered out of the classroom, leaving him there, sticky and spent, with a newfound respect for his teacher’s authority.
