Slutty Teacher’s Pet Gets The Perfect Score ♕

This is how I became the slutty teacher’s pet!

Before entering the room, I didn’t know that I would become the slutty teacher’s pet. Still, the idea wasn’t far from my mind. “Dr. Edwards?” I called, poking my head into the doorway of his classroom. I had recently taken a hit to my grades in his psychology course, ruining my perfect A. He was there, of course, sitting alone during his office hours.

“How can I help you?” my psychology professor replied.

“I was hoping to talk to you about my grade, I got a B on the last quiz, and I was hoping there was something I could do to improve it…” speaking in my best sweet voice, approaching him at his desk. I had decided to wear a short tight skirt, my smooth legs on full display. 

Slutty Teacher’s Pet Makes An Offer

“Bree, you’re my brightest student. I don’t think you have to worry about one B. Besides, I’ve never changed a student’s grade; I’d have dozens of students lined up outside every day. I’m sure you’ll do fine if you just reread the chapter,” he explained, almost dismissing me with his eyes. He didn’t even glance at my body, the body that I so carefully posed with a deliberate lean on the desk, arching my back to highlight the curves of my ass.

“Dr. Edwards, you have to understand. I’ve been very good at keeping up my grade; I’ve worked so hard! Isn’t there anything I can do?” I pouted, placing a soft hand on his arm, turning him slightly in his chair to face me. 

“Do you understand what we do in this class? We learn to appreciate and understand complex human behaviors and patterns. Do you know what I see now?” The professor quizzed me, daring me with his glare.

Despite his attitude, I kept up my act with my biggest doe eyes, “A promising young woman who has the potential to do great things… with the right mentor to guide her?” I bent my legs and slid down to my knees, my arm sliding down his shoulder to his hand. I played with his thumb between my fingers, not breaking eye contact except for a few nervous flutters of my eyelashes. Ready to play the slutty teacher’s pet card.

Making Me The Slutty Teacher’s Pet

He scoffed, and my face dropped. “What I see here in front of me is a woman who thinks she has so much control that she can pretend to submit without really having to. Do you know what term I’d describe that as?” His thumb left my hand as he went to grip my chin, his fingers pressing gently against my lips. At that moment, I felt myself getting wet. I wanted to become the slutty teacher’s pet, but his automatic control of me made me nervous. 

I didn’t know what to say or if I even should speak because he saw right through me. He practically growled his reply, “a stupid fucking teacher’s pet.” His fingers pushed their way into my mouth as he pressed my tongue down, holding my jaw open. “Do you really want to keep that perfect A of yours? Don’t speak… just nod” I shook my head in agreement, his hand in my mouth making it hard to even swallow. Spit coated his fingers, and strands of drool followed his hand as he moved away. “Good. Then get up and close the blinds.”

Slutty Teacher’s Pet Get’s Fucked

Meanwhile, my teacher removed only his trousers and boxers and sat back in his faux leather seat. I strutted back over to him, lifting the hem of my skirt to show him the bright red panties I had on underneath. Despite his smug attitude, he seemed to have a strange air of disinterest, as if he was telling me to work harder. I swayed my hips from side to side and bent over his desk before sliding my panties off to my ankles, stepping out of them with a jiggle. He swung his hands around my hips and turned me to face him, pulling me on top of him in the chair. “Professor-“I started to speak before he cut me off with a thrust of his hips. 

Filling His Slut

I moaned as I took him inside of my pussy. He continued to fuck me, spanking me with a loud clap whenever my moans were too much. I couldn’t help but get into it as he shoved three fingers back into my mouth. At last, he let himself enjoy it, his speed and power increasing each moment. With that, I knew I was his slutty teacher’s pet for the rest of the semester. There was no going back.

Finally, my professor unloaded his hot cum deep inside me, holding me down on him as he caught his breath. He eventually lifted me off of him and fixed my skirt before telling me to leave. As he dressed, I saw him take my panties into his pockets, waving me off. I left that classroom, restoring my perfect grade, though I couldn’t help but think I would be in this office every week completing my duty as the slutty teacher’s pet. 

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