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

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3)

... his glasses and setting them on his desk. A moment of silence passes as Emmy looks down, thinking, and Mr. Butler sits back in his chair. He feels a spiteful sense of satisfaction, being able to get back at Emmy, who represents every pretty girl who has turned him down. Something comes over Emmy. Whatever it was, something clicked in her when Derek and Tyler surprised her earlier. "I'll do whatever it takes, just please don't fail me." She pleads softly while leaning over the desk a bit, making an extra effort to sound more innocent and bubbly, like a bimbo. She bites her lip slightly, pouting a little as she looks up at him, her eyes with a sad desperation to them. Mr. Butler enjoys the look on her face. "Well, what do you have in mind?" "I couldn't help but notice you taking a few peaks at me, like, all the time." She giggles slightly, smiling at him. "I thought flirting with you a bit during our sessions would have been enough to make you pass me..." Emmy begins, thinking she's going to go for it and be the slut she said she never would be again. "But what if I do something more for you?" She asks, feeling that usual spark inside her. She just can't help herself. Mr. Butler gulps, his pulse rising. "Go on." He says, his voice almost shaking as adrenaline kicks in. "What if I spend some time under your desk?" She asks boldly, blushing a little bit. "Hold on." He gets up quickly, walking hastily to the door, shutting it and then locking it. He looks through the window, down ...

... each direction of the hallway before shutting the blinds. His mind races, his heart thumps out of his chest. "Okay." He says as he sits back down. He'll put his job at risk, it's too much of an opportunity to pass up. Emmy smiles as she gets up and walks towards him. "Wait. I want to feel your body." He gulps nervously, meekly looking up at her. He's never been good with the ladies. Emmy slowly straddles his lap, each of her thin legs brushing up against each of his hips. He begins to breathe heavily as he looks up her body slowly. She looks down at him biting her lip, feeling a little turned on that she's doing this right in his class. He isn't typically her type but she likes being naughty like this regardless. He holds her by each leg, his hand caressing up and down her thighs. Her hands hold onto his shoulders. "You're so hot." He says in a breathy tone as his mouth gets drier and his mind races along with his increasing heartbeat. His hands go further up her hips and torso as she slowly leans into him. His eyes are glued to her petite teen body. His hands make their way up to her chest. She moans quietly and softly as he cups her breasts with his hands. He nearly drools over himself. Being a nerdy, balding, chubby math teacher in his mid-thirty's, it's no surprise that Mr. Butler is single and hasn't been with a woman in quite sometime. Emmy leans over his left shoulder, starting to dry hump him a little bit, moaning softly into his ear. He can't believe this is really ...