A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3) - Sex Stories

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3)

... her. "We don't, you'll just have to believe it." Derek quips. "Come on, baby. You know you like having fun with us." Tyler says while gently caressing her hair. Emmy bites her lip a little, looking up at him. "Maybe." Emmy says, feeling that familiar urge to please dominant men who want to use her. "We'll pick you up after school tomorrow." Tyler looks her up and down while smirking. They leave, chuckling to each other. Emmy gathers herself together and heads down the hall to Mr. Butler's math class. Throughout the next hour, final period, Mr. Butler could not help but take a few glances at Emmy. Ever since he stalked her down the hall nearly two weeks ago, down to the storage room in the basement with Derek and Tyler, he hasn't been able to get his mind off her. It was so thrilling to hear the sounds of her blowing them. He wishes it was him with his cock in her mouth. Emmy has taken notice of his occasional glance at her as well, along with the extra attention he's been giving her through his generous offer of after-school tutoring. She's been keenly aware of his eyes on her and his awkward attempts at flirting, and she's even flirted back a little. "Emmy, I need to see you after class." Mr. Butler says quietly down to her as he passes her desk. "Mhm." Emmy nods up at him, wondering why he wants to see her as it's not one of their regular tutoring days. Not long after the bell rings and all the students except for Emmy remain in the class. She walks up to his desk. "Sit." ...

... Mr. Butler motions to the chair across from him. He watches her sit down, noticing her thin long legs and her tight bubble butt. It's small but perky and firm. "I'm doing everyone's final marks soon and I need to have a chat with you regarding your grade..." He begins as she stares at him innocently, taking a deep breath as she pouts a little. "Did you study for the test last week, Emmy?" He asks her curiously, his eyes wander a little down to her chest. He notices her chest looking extra busty and firm today under her tight top. "Umm..." Emmy begins, sitting up in the chair and moving her shoulders back a bit to make her chest stick out. "Yeah, I totally did. I studied really hard, why?" She asks with a concerned, almost sad expression donning her face. "Well..." He sighs. "I'm afraid it wasn't good enough. I'm sorry." He looks at her as he sees the disappointment come across her pretty face. "But... I really tried." Emmy retorts in a defeated tone. "I know. I know you've been trying but I don't know what to do here, Emmy. I have to fail you. You started turning it around too late, it's not enough to make up for the entire semester." Mr. Butler says coldly, taking a bit of satisfaction out of this considering how bitter he's been feeling knowing he'll never be with her and knowing she'll have to repeat his class next semester. "But, you said if I tried that you would pass me anyways." Emmy looks at him distraught, pouting. "I guess it wasn't enough." He responds, taking off ...