Earning The D. (Patreon)

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Closing the door behind her, Taylor walked into Mrs. Knott classroom. Just on the other side of the room were students rushing out of the classrooms, heading to the cafeteria. “How has it been going Mrs. Knott?” asked Taylor. The teacher of her computer class was a strong-jawed sharp-faced woman, the grown-up version of the yuri harem protagonist. In her younger days, she might have been mistaken as a pretty boy, but her manner of dress was purely feminine.

“About the usual. The problem always gets bad around this time, and I don’t have time to deal with it personally.” Mrs. Knott gestured to below her desk, then she pulled out a soft towel from the drawer.

Taylor stepped around the desk and then crawled underneath as the teacher moved her chair out of the way. Looking up at the teacher from the shadows of the desk she asked, “Has Blackwell read the complaint on Emma and the others?” Taylor took her slender hand and bunched up Mrs. Knotts’ skirt.

“I’ve handed it to her, but she still hasn’t gotten back to me on that.” The teacher let out a sigh, she’d been trying to help Taylor more ever since the attack by Dr. D, and the girl had been so willing to help with the problems developed between her legs.

Slipping a finger into the band, Taylor slid down Mrs. Knott underwear, leaving it bunched together on the ground. The recently acquired penis was already starting to harden, blood pumping into the member. Starting simple, Taylor leaned forward on her knees and kissed the tip, letting her lips wrapped around the ends, tasting the salty and watery droplets that were starting the form. The start of her coming reward slid along the tongue and into the back of Taylor’s throat.

Her tongue trailed around the cock, wetting its surface, while Taylor kept her eyes upward, looking into Mrs. Knott eyes. Her prayers were answered as the shaft sprung into full size. Taylor wrapped her lips around the organ and slowly lowered her head further down its size. Taylor’s knees squirmed along with the soft towel below as she adjusted her position below the desk to better take on the challenge before her. The precum mixed with the light sweat on the teacher’s penis, enhancing the salty taste. It wasn’t the first time Taylor had given a blowjob to the teacher, even if Mrs. Knott was the first, and currently only person she had done it with.

Lowering her head, and focusing on the goal, the little grunts and moans Mrs. Knott was letting out were only there to let her know how close to the treat she was getting. Halfway down the shaft, the mixture of feminine and masculine scent filled her nose. A strong musky scent from the mixing of dripping of Mrs. Knotts slit, and those from the teacher’s penis and hairless balls.

The door handle clicked as someone started to open it. With a quick motion, Mrs. Knott slid her chair forward, to hide what was going on. the act forcing Taylor into the darkness underneath, and ramming the cock deep into her throat.

A familiar brunette walked. “Mrs. Knott have you seen Taylor?” said Madison. The girl was the short typical cute type. One of the others Taylor mentioned in her letter to Principal Blackwell.

The already large member swelled further at the arrival of Madison into the classroom. Budging the cheeks of Taylor’s wide mouth even further. Back and forth, even with the interruption, Taylor kept on focusing on her target. Using one hand, while the other steadied herself, the girl ran her fingers around the orbs hanging below the shaft.

“No. Ah. I’ve haven’t seen her.” said Mrs. Knott, while trying not to make any sudden noises as Taylor was going to town below. The Teacher felt Taylor’s nose poke her bush. Every inch of the cock deep inside that cock-hungry harlot that Taylor had become ever since the girl had learned above the results of Dr. D’s attack.

“Are you sure?” asked Madison with a pout and a sway of her hips.

“Yes. If you don’t, ah, mind, I’m feeling a bit under the weather, don’t want you to get sick if it is contagious.” The teacher gestured to the door. Once the door was closed Mrs. Knott let out a sigh of relief and then a moan as her cock twitched.

“I’m about to cum.” said the teacher in a long moan. Despite Madison’s interruptions, Taylor kept up, forcing the oversized dick down her throat. “You’re a really naughty slut aren’t you Taylor?” said Mrs. Knott. The speed of Taylor’s movement sped up.

“Madison could have caught us at any moment. Yet, you kept up.”

Taylor ignored the dampness in her jeans and focused on the twitching dick in her mouth. Wrapped her tongue around the form, her reward was almost hers. Taylor’s looked upward, able to look Mrs. Knott in the eyes again, while the teacher wrapped her legs around Taylor’s back. Taylor’s mouth bulged as the hot salty fluid escaped the teacher’s cock. Thick cream that ran over her tongue as she quickly swallowed and swallowed. It still wasn’t fast enough, as the white liquid slipped between her lips and dripped onto the towel before. It was never fast enough as the cum kept flowing down her throat.  

Mrs. Knott’s dick laid soft and flaccid as Taylor licked off the white crime from her lips. The teacher leaned back in her chair, with her underwear still on the ground, as Taylor crawled out from underneath the desk.

“I can always count on you, Taylor,” said Mrs. Knott with her eyes still closed.

“No problem. I’m a growing girl, I need my protein after all. Same time tomorrow?” Taylor grabbed a moist towelette from the teacher’s desk and finished whipping up, where her tongue wasn’t going to be enough.

“Yes. I’ll keep trying to get Blackwell to do something, but she’s a brick wall on this issue. I just don’t know why.”

The bell for the end of the lunch period ended, and the two separated as the rest of the school day returned to normal.