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

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3)

... zipping him back up. She kneels before him submissively. "That was so fucking good." He sits up straight and smiles down at her, stroking her hair. "You're a little slut, aren't you?" He grins. She smiles back, biting her lip a little. "Was that enough to pass me?" She smirks up at him. "I think so." He sighs, his face red. "Good." She giggles. "I'll see you tomorrow then." Emmy begins to get up. "This has to stay between us, understand?" He asks up at her, still recovering. "Mhm." She smiles down before turning away and leaving. She heads to the door and looks back at him. "Bye!" Emmy smiles. Mr. Butler sits there, completely spent and thinking about what just happened. Emmy wipes away a tiny bit of cum still on her mouth as she stands outside his door, then leaves smiling. The follow day Emmy sits patiently in Mr. Butler's math class. It's last period and Emmy gazes at the clock, thinking about what she'll be doing with Derek and Tyler shortly. She's conflicted between not wanting to and wanting to, but ultimately she doesn't have much of a choice. Not only because of what they could do to her, but because it's so hard for her to deny such aggression and assertiveness from dominant men. She chews on her pen slowly, almost sensually as she crosses her legs at her desk and anxiously awaits the bell. Following yesterday's events, Mr. Butler hasn't been able to take his mind off what happened. He can't help but stare at Emmy, the image of her on her knees in front of him with ...

... his cock in her mouth burned deep into his mind. They've exchanged a few awkward glances back and forth during the class. Mr. Butler ogles Emmy from his desk, getting a good view of her from the side. He goes from top-to-bottom, first admiring her soft, long hair that he loved feeling the day before. It looks so good on her as it runs down her chest and backside. It's not as thick and teased as yesterday's but it looks just as sexy. He notices the same dark eye shadow and liner that compliment her big, gentle brown eyes perfectly as well as her perfectly plucked arching eyebrows and long, curvy eyelashes. Her smooth, white skin contrasts against the blackness of her eyes and her clothes. Wrapping around the pen are her pouty, light pink lips. He remembers how his cock looked between those lips. Her thin, petite teenage body is covered by a skin-tight, thin black leather jacket. it forms nicely over her perky, firm breasts. It barely covers her midriff, if she puts her arms up at all or leans forward she exposes her tramp stamp tattoo just above her tight little butt. Covering that little butt is a pink and black plaid pattern school girl skirt, only going down to the middle of her thigh. One of her studded punk rock belts keeps the skirt on her waist. At the right angle you might be lucky enough to see her black lace thong panties and black garter belt, which hold up the black fishnet stockings that cover her legs. Mr. Butler's eyes go down her long, thin legs to notice her ...