He never took his eyes off her tits, his hands slowly making their way towards the hem of her shirt. She felt his warm fingers against her bare stomach before he tickled up her torso and towards her bra, smoothing what seemed like every cell of her skin on the way up.
She gasped as his now apparently freezing hands scooped and cupped both her breasts simultaneously. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as he massaged her mouthwatering scoops of heavy flesh against her ribs.
He kissed her again, his lips pressed and moving perfectly against hers. His hands never stopped massaging her breasts under her school shirt and jumper.
But then he stopped massaging and pulled her waist in towards him for a few seconds before lifting her and sitting her on the desk behind her, not breaking the kiss. His lips grew urgent and longing. She broke it this time.
"Mr. Joyce? Sir?" she said, panting.
Mr. Joyce sighed heavily, his eyes still closed, "Yes Holly?"
Since he hadn't even opened his eyes, she decided she wouldn't ask. She hopped off his desk and kneeled in front of him. His eyes darted open and when he realised what she was about to do, he took off his belt and wrapped it around Holly's neck, pretending to choke her.
"Plead for me not to choke you right now," he said calmly, smiling down at her.
She giggled at his demand but obeyed nonetheless.
"Oh, Sir, please. I'll do anything if you don't choke me!" she replied, in her fakest porn star pretend voice.
Satisfied, he threw the belt onto the floor beside him. It thudded against the floor. She smiled and unzipped his jeans with her teeth. She proceeded to pull them down before taking the hem of his boxers in her bite, pulling them all the way down slowly. When they reached his ankles, she licked up his leg, tracing it with her tongue. By the time she got to his cock, he was almost fully erect and had begun to jerk himself off. She smiled guiltily up at him before replacing his hand with hers, repeating the same movements he had made. She could feel him grow harder under her light, yet firm grip. His breathing had increased and he was sighing loudly.
She wrapped him around her 'O' shaped mouth, shoving him into her as far as he could go, which was grazing the back of her throat. A gag escaped her mouth. He groaned and moaned, his hands entwining into her now tossed brunette ponytail, causing strands of hair to fall down her face. He pulled her head in further towards his pelvis, thrusting at the same time so that his cock was deep into her throat.
"Oh God Holly, I just want to fuck you!" he whimpered, his head facing the ceiling and his eyes still closed.
But he didn't know about her secret weapon. Holly knew he was almost at his climax, so this weapon would really push him over the edge. She began flicking her tongue while his penis was still in her mouth, he groaned in response. Her soft fingers began slowly massaging his balls just as Mr. Joyce let out a deeper sigh and groan before Holly could taste a soft liquid slide down her throat. It tasted like lemonade with extra salt and no sugar, bitter and foul, but she began swallowing anyway. It got stuck in her throat and she gagged again.
Mr. Joyce let go of her hair and collapsed next to her on the floor. She crawled over so she was leaning over him and kissed him heavily on the lips. He smiled at her when the kiss finally broke, it was that strong cocky and crooked smile that had always melted her knees and caused butterflies to flitter and take flight in her deepest torso.
"I can keep going if you can?" he said with a wink.
She laughed and let the last ten minutes sink in. She had just given her maths teacher a blowjob?!
She contemplated what she would respond. Sure, she wanted to keep going, she needed to have him in her, but then again she would then be in a sexual relationship with one of the hottest teachers on the planet.
"Yeah I'm up for more too," she heard her words and giggled.
She was really going to do this.