Cali was frustrated. Mom promised her a new phone at the end of the school year if she got all As and Bs on her report card. Halfway through the first quarter, she had As and Bs, except for Algebra, where she had a C. Math was always her worst class but this was the first time her grades were below a B.
It wasn’t because of the teacher, Mr. Phil. He was very nice, funny, and helped Cali after every assignment or quiz that she did bad on. She laughed to herself that the problem was probably because she had a crush on him so she couldn’t concentrate on math.
As she sat in class, trying to understand the questions on the test, she sank in her chair, and pushed her legs out. She didn’t know it but when she did that it made her skirt ride up on her thighs. She sat in the middle of the first row, right in front of Mr. Phil. Cali looked up from her paper to see if she could get his attention and ask for some help, and noticed he was looking under her desk. His head was down, like he was pretending to look at the papers on his desk, but she could see his eyes looking upward. She looked down to see what he was looking at, and then she noticed her skirt riding up. But instead of fixing herself, she had an idea.
“If I can’t get an A or B by being good at Algebra,” she thought, “maybe I can get one another way.”
Cali kept her legs extended and brought her feet together and spread her knees wider. She knew that would show her red bikini panties, and she slowly looked up from her paper to see Mr. Phil’s reaction. He changed his gaze from under her desk, to her bright blue eyes, back under the desk again, and then back to her eyes.
They knew what the other one was doing but didn’t try to hide it. Cali twirled a strand of her long blonde hair in her fingers, and they both smiled at the same time. Mr. Phil looked around the room to make sure nobody else was watching, tapped on his watch a few times, and mouthed the words “Hurry up” to Cali.
Cali did her best to answer the questions correctly and quickly. Mr. Phil finally announced “Okay, time’s up, pencils down. Cali, would you please collect everyone’s papers? As Cali collects your paper, you may leave.”
Cali went from desk to desk, keeping her partially completed paper on the bottom, so nobody would notice that many of the questions weren’t answered. She placed the pile of papers on Mr. Phil’s desk.
“Well Cali,” he asked, “how did you do?”
“Awful,” she replied.
“Well let’s not worry about it for now, and just see how it turns out,” he smiled. “Have a good day Cali, and don’t worry about Algebra,” he said as he winked at her.
“That will be very hard,” she answered.
“It could be,” he laughed softly.
That evening at home, Cali’s mom asked her the normal questions – “How was school?” “Anything exciting happen?” “How are your grades?” and she answered with her normal replies – “It was fine,” “Nothing really,” “I’m good,” – what a teenager says when they don’t want to talk about details.
Even though it annoyed her when her mom always asked a lot of questions about school, Cali knew she was doing what parents are supposed to do and show interest in her schoolwork. The truth was that her mom’s job was stressful, and she wanted Cali to be able to maintain good grades without her help. However, being the only child of a single mom put all the focus on Cali, so she was glad her mom didn’t push for more information.
Cali had lots of friends to talk to, but she was a lot more mature than they were. Cali mostly talked with her mom and her friends and other adults, so the conversations were more “grown up.” She always thought the things her friends talked about weren’t important.
Cali never talked about guys with her friends because they talked about boys at school. Thinking about hooking up with a boy in school was disgusting because she knew they were only interested in getting themselves off, and it really didn’t matter with who.
Cali had always been attracted to older men since she was in grade school. When her friends laughed if they caught an older man checking them out, it would make her happy, and she would smile at the man and mouth a “Hi” in return. She wanted a secret friend, older, nice, craving her body 24-7 and making sure she knew it.
Cali would scroll through dating apps, looking at men that wanted to meet younger women. “Hmm, I wonder how much younger they mean?” she would laugh to herself. She would daydream about meeting up with an older guy and being treated like a princess in public, but how he would ravish her in private. In the bathtub at night, she would caress herself all over, inserting a finger inside her smooth, tight pussy, pretending that the older guy was massaging her little tits, her hard nipples, and then slide his hard cock inside her.
The next day, Cali was nervous as Mr. Phil passed out the graded papers. He paused slightly next to her, placing her paper on her desk. Cali looked up at him, and she thought his smile was curious. She liked it, because it reminded her of the smile, he had the day before when she gave him the view of her panties. Cali slowly raised the corner of her paper, saw a red “95%” and felt her heart beat faster.
“What the?” she thought. “But how? I didn’t even answer a lot of questions!”
She looked back at Mr. Phil and the look he gave her a smile. She quickly slid the paper inside her folder and sat through the rest of the class wondering how this was possible. Whenever Mr. Phil looked her way, she smiled at him with loving eyes. “You’re the best,” she thought, and wished he knew how she felt.
When the bell rang, she pretended to be organizing her backpack so she could be the last one to leave. She took the Algebra assignment out of the folder and looked at it. The questions she left blank were answered and it was obviously Mr. Phil’s writing. She looked at him and he smiled back at her.
“Don’t be late for next period Cali,” he said, “and have a great day.”
Cali didn’t know what to say, so she smiled one of the biggest smiles and looked at Mr. Phil with what she hoped he would see as more than appreciation. Her feelings for him were stronger now, because he was risking getting fired, or worse, to take care of her. She decided she was going to reward him the next day.
That night Cali made a plan. She wanted to share her excitement with someone, but she knew that her friends wouldn’t like that she was attracted to an older guy, or worse, she would be slut-shamed for her plan to earn a good grade. But she didn’t care what anyone thought. She wasn’t even thinking about the new phone her mom would get her. She thought Mr. Phil was interested in her, and she was interested in him too.
School seemed to drag forever. Ten minutes before the bell rang to go to Algebra, Cali got a hall pass and went to the Girl’s Room. She made a wardrobe adjustment and returned to class. When the bell rang, she walked to class, laughing to herself about how risky her plan was since she was surrounded by hundreds of students and teachers. When she walked into Algebra, she gave Mr. Phil a sexy look, what she hoped were bedroom eyes and a mischievous grin. He raised his eyebrows and winked at her. “Oh,” she thought, “this is going to be fun.”
While everyone was working on the Algebra assignment, Cali repeated her posture that got Mr. Phil’s attention during the test. She stretched out her legs, brought her feet together, and parted her knees wide. She glanced up from her paper to see that Mr. Phil had noticed. He was shifting in his chair, obviously getting off on seeing her smooth, tight little pussy. She saw him drop a hand under his desk and she smiled. She wrote on a Post-It Note “Can I come by after the final bell?” and made sure he saw her attach it to her paper.
“Alright everyone, time’s up. Cali, would you please collect everyone’s paper?”
Cali again went from desk to desk and collected the papers, keeping hers on the bottom, careful to conceal the note. When she placed the papers on his desk, Mr. Phil slightly pulled out the bottom paper, turned up the corner, and read her note. Looking around to make sure nobody was paying attention he nodded a Yes to her. He decided he was going to make it very obvious how he felt about her.
About 5 minutes after the final bell, Cali walked into Mr. Phil’s classroom. He was sitting at his desk, as he waited for her to give him a sign of where she wanted this to go. “So, how private is your classroom right now Mr. Phil?” she asked.
“I’ve got about 45 minutes before the custodian reaches my room for cleaning,” he answered. “Nobody else would have any reason to come to my room.”
“Are you allowed to lock the door?”
“Absolutely,” he answered, feeling confident that Cali wanted what he wanted. “And if we move to that back corner of the room, it will look empty in here, like I’ve left for the day.”
“Okay, can you?” she answered with a grin.
Mr. Phil locked the door and when he turned around, Cali had already gone to the back corner of the room and was waiting for him. When he stood in front of her, she got on her knees, quickly undid Mr. Phil’s pants, and pulled them down to the floor. His cock quickly grew hard and she held it with both of her small hands. He couldn’t remember a time his cock was any harder than it was right now.
Cali started jerking his cock slowly, and then took a big lick. She opened her mouth and his cock slid the entire length through her soft lips. Mr. Phil loved how Cali kept eye contact with him the whole time. He took off the rest of his clothes and ran his fingers through her long blonde hair. He grabbed some of it with his hands and began to fuck her mouth a little faster. She kept eye contact, and before long, Mr. Phil felt the urge to blow his load of cum deep in her mouth.
“Damn Cali,” he softly said, “you are so amazing. It feels incredible.”
Cali put her hands on his ass and increased the speed of his cock fucking her mouth. When she felt the first shot of cum hit the back of her throat, she kept it deep and let him drain himself. Every drop slid down her throat easily. Mr. Phil loved how she kept eye contact the whole time, not once looking away or closing her eyes.
“You are delicious,” Cali laughed, and licked her lips.
Mr. Phil reached down under her arms and helped her up. Cali was only 5 feet tall, so Mr. Phil’s had to lean down quite a bit to kiss her. As they kissed, Mr. Phil slowly removed her clothes, being ready to stop if she said she didn’t want to go any farther than giving him a blowjob.
After lifting her shirt over her head and undoing her bra, he leaned back to look at her small breasts, caressing them gently, then licking, and putting the nipples in his mouth. They were pink, hard, and just as he imagined.
“Perfect,” Mr. Phil whispered.
Cali moaned softly, and he noticed her legs shifting, her thighs rubbing together. He pulled her skirt down and again saw she wasn’t wearing panties. He lifted her up and placed her gently on a round table. Mr. Phil lightly pushed her on her back, so she was laying down with her legs hanging off the edge. Cali propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch him. He got on his knees and scooted up between her open legs. He placed each of Cali’s legs over his shoulders and lowered his face to her wet pussy. He ran his tongue up and down the slit, enjoying her taste.
He locked eyes with her and said, “You are absolutely incredible.”
Mr. Phil slowly licked Cali for several minutes, teasing and sucking her clit, and pushing his tongue as deep inside her as he could. Cali felt like she was going to cum soon. She grabbed his head, wrapped her legs tightly around his neck, and pulled him as hard as she could, her whole body shaking as she had one of the longest,
strongest orgasms she’s ever had.
After a minute, Cali’s breathing slowed down to normal. She was still laying on her back with her legs hanging over the edge of the table. Mr. Phil’s head was resting on her stomach, caressing her legs.
“I’m on the pill,” Cali said, “so if you’re interested in doing more, we can.”
Mr. Phil looked at her, and Cali nodded. That was all Mr. Phil needed to know. He stood up and Cali was excited to see his cock hard again. With her legs still open, Mr. Phil moved his hips forward so that the head of his cock was pressing against her wet pussy. She wrapped her legs around his back and pulled him in. He watched as his hard cock slowly slid inside her smooth, tight, wet pussy. It felt better even than he ever imagined, and better than any sex he’s had in his life.
“She has ruined me for anyone else,” he thought to himself.
Mr. Phil fucked Cali slow at first, then fast, then slow again, enjoying every stroke, knowing he would not last long before he had to blow his load again.
“You can cum inside me,” Cali said between heavy breaths.
Mr. Phil slowly pulled his hard cock out of her tight pussy, and she looked at him, confused why he stopped. He helped her up, kissed her, then slowly turned her around, and gently pushed her upper body forward, on the table, face down. Cali laughed and knew she was about to get fucked hard.
Using his feet, Mr. Phil widened her legs, moved up against her, placed one hand on her hips, and used the other to guide his hard cock to her waiting pussy. As he slowly pushed himself all the way in, Cali gasped. She couldn’t believe how much cock was inside her pussy. Now both of Mr. Phil’s hands were on her hips as he slowly fucked her. His pace then got faster after a few minutes, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass, his hands gripping her hard. Cali knew he was about to cum.
Cali had been trying to time her orgasm with his, but the excitement was too much. Her body tightened, she pushed her hips back, and enjoyed another intense orgasm. This one lasted even longer than the first. Before she finished, she felt the first shot of his cum deep inside her and was surprised at how strong Mr. Phil’s orgasm was. He was filling her up with so much cum, she could feel it running down her legs.
When they finished, he helped Cali stand up and turn around, and they kissed like people do when they have strong feelings for each other. Mr. Phil gently sat her back on the table. He grabbed his white undershirt to help her clean up because his cum was all over her pussy and running down her legs.
“Sorry about that Cali,” he laughed, “it’s been a while.”
“Well, we can do this as much as you want Mr. Phil,” she answered with a smile.
“Hey Cali, how about if you just call me Phil when we’re not in school?”
“Okay,” she smiled, “I would like that.”
“And don’t worry about Algebra,” he said as he placed a hand behind her back, “I have a feeling you’re going to do very well from now on, and if you ever want to, come over to my apartment for private tutor lessons, or whatever,” he winked.
“Oh that’s a deal!” Cali laughed, “but maybe not so much Algebra, and more of whatever.”
The End