The Biology Teacher

A week after biology mid-terms Amy finds out her result. “A D???? No way!” she says to herself!

This was her first D grade. After the school bell rang to signify class was over, she goes to Mr. Simmons hoping he would give her a chance to improve her score. “Mr. Simmons, about my mid-term exam. D is not acceptable to me. What can I do to get a better score?”

Mr. Simmons turns to her and replies dryly, “Come to detention and we’ll see what we can do.”

Mr. Simmons was always in charge of detention and so it came as no surprise to Amy that he would say this.

“Yes Mr. Simmons. Thank you Mr. Simmons,” as she hurries off to Math class.

At 4pm, she shows up to Mr. Simmon’s classroom and there is no one there. “I’m here!” she says as she hands him her marked mid-term paper.

He takes a look at every page and returns it back to her saying “it looks like I made no mistake. You got a D for this exam.”

Amy is desperate. She bends over showing off her curvy buttocks from her thin yoga pants and with her elbows resting on his desk to show off her low plunging neckline. “I will do ANYTHING to get a better grade Mr. Simmons,” emphasizing the word anything.

Mr. Simmons paused for a moment. He did have a tough time with Amy last semester. Considering it is now 2nd semester and her last year of high school, he could see the desperation. Trying to ignore the youthful breasts she was showing, he could only think of one thing to do. She was an absolute brat last semester in which he even considered quitting his job. “You know you deserve a spanking for what you put me through last semester,” he admits, looking down at her.

To which she looks down at his desk and responds “yes Mr. Simmons.”

After a slight pause, she continues, “Is it the palm of my hands you need?”

Mr. Simmons gets up from his chair and stands behind her, “No. You are perfect the way you are. Just stay as is. Are you sure you are okay with this for a higher grade?” he asks.

“Yes Mr. Simmons,” replies Amy, closing her eyes, waiting for the pain, not knowing what type of spanking he has in mind.

He slaps one of her butt cheeks with his bare hand. She opens her eyes in shock but does not respond. He then spanks the other butt cheek with the other hand and continues spanking alternating butt cheeks. As he did so, he got faster. The more he did it, the more excited he got and started to sweat. He stopped after what seemed like 10 minutes or so when his hands started to ache.

“Okay you may go now Amy. I’ll give you a C+ for that,” he says.

To which Amy got up, grabbed her things saying “thank you Mr. Simmons,” as she hurried off in a state of shock.

As soon as she got home, she stripped down to look at her butt cheeks. “Yup all red,” she whispered to herself. But she also experienced something else. As she placed her fingers down into her vagina, she felt a thick wetness in between her vagina lips. “Wow.... did I have an orgasm?” she asked herself. “And what the heck with the C+???” she continued. “I need my A+ this semester!”

Amy spoke of this to no one. She didn’t want anyone to think she was a tramp for getting her mark raised up simply by receiving some spanking that excited her.

A lab report homework came up and once again Amy receives a D grade. Amy was furious! “How hard can Biology be?!” she thought to herself.

After school, she went to Mr. Simmon’s classroom and knocked on his door. He motions her to come in and she notices that no one was at detention again. “I worked hard on this lab report Mr. Simmons! I don’t understand why I got a D again!” she cries.

Without hesitation, Mr. Simmons responded, “do we need another spanking today?”

“Okay,” Amy replies and bends down like she did before.

Amy was desperate. She was always an honor student, but then she dated the popular football player last year who dumped her after prom before he headed off to college. She lost her virginity to him and was a mess the first semester of her senior year. She came to her senses when she turned 18 a month ago and realized she needed to get back to her honor roll status if she was to have a chance at Yale.

Mr. Simmons is unexpectedly surprised that Amy never reported him and that she even came back again. “I could actually get away with this,” he thought to himself.

The last time excited him very much and he had longed for Amy even more since then. But he knew his place as a teacher and this could cost him his profession. Today Amy wore a knee-length skirt. Standing behind her again, admiring her round squeezable buttocks, he decides to feel and squeeze them. "This won't do," he thinks to himself. He lifts up his skirt to see she is wearing a cotton g-string, showing off her perfectly round butt cheeks. He slaps her on the right and then on the left. He continues to do this for about 10 minutes like before. He stops when he notices her butt cheeks have turned red, a deep red. He steps back and returns to his chair behind his desk. “I’ll give you another C+ Amy. Well done. You may go now” he says hoping that she did not notice his bulging cock in his pants when walking to his desk.

“NO!” Amy snaps. “You will give me at least a B, if not an A for my lab report. I said I would do anything!”

To which she went around and sat on Mr. Simmon’s desk, sliding across and adjusting herself so that she was sitting in front of him, with legs apart for him to come closer, she started to unbutton her shirt.

“What are you doing?” asked Mr. Simmons nervously with hands raised up.

“I am doing what I should have done with my mid-terms. I at least deserve a B for this, if not an A!” Amy explains as she opens up her pale blue shirt to reveal a red lacy underwire bra, the kind that just holds her youthful breasts and the lace can slip down to the underwire in which she did, to show off her wide pink nipples.

Mr. Simmons was caught off guard. He has never been placed in this type of situation before. Amy, determined to get a better grade and starting to feel confident in her sexuality, grows impatient as Mr. Simmons just stares at her luscious D cup breasts. She takes his hands that are still raised up in the air and places them on her breasts. She motions him to massage them. Mr. Simmons lets her guide him. They were lovely breasts and he could feel his cock aching to burst out of his zipped pants.

Amy was feeling a little embarrassed as she has never seen Mr. Simmons in such an indecisive state. “I deserve at least a B for this Mr. Simmons” she says as a matter-of-factly manner. Do what you wish with my breasts and give me at least a B! An A would be preferred!” she continues.

This was all too much for Mr. Simmons. He stood up, pushes Amy down so she was lying down on his desk and proceeds to bend down to lick and suck her pink nipples till they were hardened from her own arousal. He massages her nipples and starts to moan in enjoyment. Amy is enjoying the foreplay and arches her back. She gasps when she feels his hardened dick against her clothed and wet pussy. She is uncontrollably excited and moans back til she reaches an orgasm and lets out a quiet “ah!”

Amy pushes him back so that she can escape this situation. He sits back in his chair. Amy gets herself dressed and leaves in a hurry.

She now has an incredible desire for Mr. Simmons -the pig of a teacher who does not give A-grades very much. The way he stimulated her with the spanking and her breasts was by far better than what she experienced with her past.

Finals week passes and she receives her paper back. Another D-grade. Amy is confused. She studied and worked hard for all her grades. "Mr. Simmons is so tough!" she would say. She wants her A, but biology was so difficult. That afternoon again, she went to Mr. Simmon’s classroom at detention time. She came prepared and was determined to get her A+ for the semester. Plus, the perk was, she was feeling horny for Mr. Simmons now. Just thinking of him spanking her, grabbing her breasts and sucking on her nipples got her wet.

She closed and locked the door behind her and closed the blind as well to make sure no one would see what she was about to offer Mr. Simmons.

Mr. Simmons was hoping Amy would come back. This time, she did do well in her exam -an A. But he purposely gave her a D so she would come see him. He wants her. He has not stopped thinking of her since the last time and replayed how beautiful her butt felt and her soft, youthful breasts. “Good girl,” he whispers as she walks over to him, in a miniskirt, heels and a tight white shirt tied around her waist, he swivels his chair to the side she walks over towards him.

“Mr. Simmons,” Amy says with one hand on her hips. “You will give me an A+ for the semester. I will give you all of me right now and you will give me an A+, not for biology, but for home room as well."

“Oh really Amy,” Mr. Simmons replies calmly, trying to not show how nervous and excited he was by her. “You are quite the naughty girl, coming to me after every D-grade I have given you.”

“Do we need to start with you spanking me Mr. Simmons?" she asks as she bends down showing off her curves sideways.

“Oh goodness,” Mr. Simmons thought. “I will go to hell for this.”

“No need for that. You’ve had quite a bit of spanking lately. Take off your shirt Amy,” he replies firmly.

To which Amy obeys revealing a push-up bra to make her breasts look even bigger than they already are.

“Take off your bra,” he commanded.

Amy obeyed.

“Get over here” he whispers as he admires the luscious pair of nipples that needed to be sucked.

Amy walks over to him and sits on his desk. Like before he pushes her down. He begins with lightly squeezing both nipples. Amy whimpers from his touch. As he continues to pulsate his pinches on her, Amy opens her legs wider, allowing Mr. Simmons to draw closer to her. He begins to suck her breasts till they are red and hardened. Amy reaches another orgasm and feels her vagina thicken with her juices. Mr. Simmons sits back trying to hold back the growing desire to thrust her.

Amy gets up from the desk and while standing topless, reminds her teacher “you will give me an A+". She unzips his pants and let his hard cock escape out of his beige slacks. She has never given a blow job before and wasn’t sure what to do. She did marvel how big and erect he was. Trying to maintain her composure and confidence, she stands up, turns around, and bends down without bending her knees, so he could see her butt cheeks from her mini skirt instead.

Mr. Simmons can clearly see she is wet as her cotton g-string is soaked. Amy pulls down her g-string letting him watch her panties slide down, giving him full view of her holes. She turns to give him a condom packet.

Mr. Simmons again can’t believe what is about to happen. He is so excited and yet scared at the same time. “I’m so losing my job!” he thought. “But can’t stop!”

Without a word, he covers his hardened dick with the condom.

Amy mounts on top of him. Grabbing his penis, she guides the tip to slide up and down her ever so wet vagina. She then rubs her clit with the tip of his penis in which she gasps in excitement. After a bit of this rubbing, her vagina hungry for a hard cock, she glides his dick to her hole and pushes her whole body down as far as she is able. “Oh sweet papa! You are so, so big!” she whispers more to herself and lets out a huge moan.

Mr. Simmons is excited to be with such a youthful girl and helps by pushing up and down gently, allowing her vagina to stretch to his large cock. As Amy tries to get into a rhythm of riding her teacher, Mr. Simmons pushes up following her lead. This was all too much for Amy and she collapses in Mr. Simmon’s arms before he gets a chance to cum.

He wants her and this was most likely the only time he will have her. He grabs her soft breasts again, massaging them and checks if her nipples need more sucking. Pushing them both in together he licks and sucks them both at the same time in which Amy yelps out in response.

Once her nipples are hard again, he helps her off of him, turns her around and motions her to bend forward so she is resting on the desk. Her pair of soft butt cheeks facing him, he gives one butt cheek a bite. “Ah!” Amy yelps out.

“Hush you naughty girl!” he whispers and slaps her butt hard. "I'm going to finish the job of what YOU started. There's no going back now," he whispers boldly in her one year. He then slides the other hand down to her wet vagina. One finger in and out. Two fingers in and out. Then three fingers in and out. She moans with each finger thrust.

Her teacher, tastes his fingers. "You taste delicious naughty girl," he says as he slaps the same butt cheek again and it is then he notices that his condom had ripped. The one she got him was not big enough. Not wanting to stop now, he continues, “An A+ you will get as long as you keep your mouth shut!” he commands. And he slaps her again. He slaps her with one hand and uses the other that was in her vagina, to remove the condom hoping she doesn’t take notice.

Opening her butt cheeks to get a better view of her holes, he thrusts into her from behind. Holding her around her waist with both hands and pulling her in, he thrusts in and out roughly inside her inexperienced tight vagina and has his way with her. She moans and whimpers from his thrusts. His thrusts is stretching out her vagina, rubbing against her g-spot. She is in pain and excited all at the same time. Her pussy has been waxed and he is loving the hairless pussy. Mr. Simmons thrusts easily in her very wet pussy. As he slides in and out much easier with her overflow of vagina juices. He grunts more with every thrust that stretches her inside. He slaps her butt cheeks a few more times commenting on how she is a bad girl and it isn’t long till he squirts his thick cream inside of her, jerking for a bit and with a shudder lays on top of her sweet salty back. Still thrusting much slower now he stops when he feels his penis going limp. Licking her back, he slides out.

He squeezes out what remaining semen he has into the trash can and gets dressed. “Amy. You will get your A+. You earned it. Great job and congratulations. All the best in life.”

Amy who remained as quiet as possible slowly gets up to find her bra and shirt. There was not much to say as she was in pain. He had his way and her vagina felt raw. But there was also a tingling feeling as she felt thick cream like substance drizzle down from inside her and she felt so dizzy with pleasure. Amy strapped on her bra and got dressed. Before she leaves, her teacher says, I’m keeping these,” holding up her g-string with one finger.

With no reply and letting him keep her juice filled underwear, she slowly leaves the classroom. She was having a hard time walking as she limped away.