M Jacobs - Teacher on top

"That was the bell!" Amanda called, having a pretty good idea why he started to stand up and changed his mind.

"I… I know, Miss Love… but… uh… well… I'm not finished with my test yet!" the nervous teen stuttered.

"I suppose you can have a few more minutes, Joey!" she smiled, standing up and waking over to his desk.

Amanda stood over him and watched him nervously shuffling his test papers. She could tell that he had no idea what the test was about. Standing behind him she could clearly see the long bulge in his pants leg. There was a damp spat at the end of it where she knew his rod had been oozing pre-cum. She knew that his dick had to be aching and his balls had to feel cramped in his tight pants. She would just have to do something to relieve his discomfort. But first she would have a little fun teasing him.

"What's the problem, Joey?" she asked in a sweet voice, putting her hand on Joey's strong young shoulder.

Joey's problem grew a lot worse when he felt her warm hand on his shoulder. It was the tint time that she had ever touched him. The warmth of her hand seemed to soak into his body and go straight to his cock and balls, making him hotter than ever. He wondered if she could see his cock jerking in his pants. He thought his heart would burst if she didn't take her hand off him.

Amanda watched the boy move his legs nervously. He sat upright in his seat, obviously trying to hide his hard-on. She could almost hear his young heart beating. She rested her other hand on his shoulder and looked down the front of his lean young body to his swelling crotch. She felt like reaching down between his legs and squeezing the bulge of his prick, but she somehow managed to control herself.

Joey couldn't stand the tension another second. She couldn't possibly know what she was doing to him. His cock was threatening to tear a hole in his pants. The most beautiful woman in the world was standing over him and all he could bring himself to do was jump up and run.

"I… I guess I'm finished!" Joey choked, nervously gathering up his notebook and texts, dropping his pen on the floor in the process.

"Let me get that for you, Joey!" Amanda said in a low voice, crouching down in front of the horny kid and getting a good look at the hard bulge in his pants.

Joey was tense in every muscle of his body. He couldn't believe the situation in which he had gotten himself. There he was, standing in front of his teacher with a hard-on that wouldn't go down an inch. Bending down to pick up his pep she had to have seen the condition he was in. He had to get out of the classroom before he got himself into worse trouble.

"Is it hard?" Amanda asked, handing him his pen.

"H-hard… oh gosh… I… uh is what hard?" the kid choked.

"The test of course!" she smiled. "Is it a hard test?"

"Uh… oh… the test! Uh… well… it's not easy!" he rasped.

"You've been having a hard time lately haven't you, Joey?" she smiled, standing close to him and blocking his exit.

"Uh… yeah… I guess…" he said, wishing she would stand aside and let him get the hell out of the classroom.

"Something must be bothering you, Joey! You're doing terribly in my class! I think we should discuss it," she said.

"Can we do it some other time? I… I gotta go!" the kid said, blinking uncontrollably when he tried to look into her mysterious dark eyes.

"I don't really think it can wait, Joey! After all, you're in school to do your best, and I don't think you've been doing it!" she said.

Joey knew that no amount of complaining could persuade her to let him leave before she got to the bottom of the matter. He wished that she would not stand so close to him. He could feel the soft warmth of her body and smell the sexy scent of her perfume. His nuts were already threatening to unload a wad of cum into his pants.

"When a student doesn't do well in a class it is usually because of one of several possible things, Joey. Do you find my class particularly boring?" she asked.

"Boring? G… gosh no, Miss Love! It's great!" he said, although deep down inside he knew that biology was the most boring thing he had ever tried to study.

"Are you sick, Joey?" she asked.

"…no… not that I know of!" he said.

"I didn't think so, Joey! You look healthy and strong to me! You look very healthy!" she said in a sultry voice.

"Yeah… uh… I'm pretty healthy!" he said in a hoarse voice. "I… I go out for sports!" he said, wondering why her eyes were roving up and down the front of his body.

"I've checked with your other teachers, Joey, and I find that you're doing quite well in all your other classes. This leads me to believe that I must be doing something wrong! Is that so, Joey? If there's something about me that bothers you I'd really like to know about it!" she said, her eyes burning with desire for her handsome young student. "Gosh no, Miss Love! It's not you! It's just that… well… gosh… I just can't concentrate!" he rasped.

"Why is that, Joey?" she asked. "I've noticed that you spend more time looking up at the front of the room than you do working on your lessons! Is something distracting you, Joey?" she asked, her pussy tingling.

"I… I don't know… I… it's just that…"

The kid struggled, his dick jerking harder and harder in his tight pants.

"Am I distracting you, Joey?" she asked in a honeyed voice, sitting on the edge of the boy's desk and crossing her legs, letting her dress hike up enough to expose her knee.

"I… I don't know. I can't help it!" Joey blurted. "You're so beautiful… I can't stop looking at you!"

Joey wished as soon as his words had escaped his lips that he had kept his mouth shut. A guy just didn't say something like that to his teacher, at least not at Washington High. Joey half expected her to laugh at him. When she didn't he wondered if she would get mad at him and rush him down to the principal's office.

"Don't be embarrassed, Joey!" she said in a warm voice. "It makes me feel better to know that what's troubling you isn't anything serious! Now that we know what the problem is we can do something about it!" she said.

"Then you're not mad or anything?" Joey asked hoarsely, somehow managing to raise his head and look into her eyes.

"Not at all, silly!" she said. "I'm happy to be appreciated! Especially by a handsome young man like you, Joey!"

Joey couldn't quite believe his ears.

"Am I really… that interesting to you, darling?" she asked, looking boldly at the hard bulge of his prick.

"Oh gosh, Miss Love! I… I couldn't help it! It just happened!" he rasped, turning his back to her to hide his stiff dick.

"I understand completely, Joey!" she said. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, darling! I'm a grown woman! I know how young men react to women!" she said in a voice as sweet as honey.

"You… you do?" Joey asked nervously. "Of course! Now why don't you just turn around and face me, Joey? You have nothing to hide that I haven't seen before!" she said.

"But you're my teacher!" he struggled, his rod throbbing with excitement. "I can't let you see my…"

"Your hard-on?" she asked.

"Uh huh," the kid said in a barely audible voice.

"Turn around, Joey! I want to see it!" she said.

"You… you do?" he gasped.

"Of course! I just love to see big hard pricks! You're really much too shy, darling!" she smiled when he turned around and faced her, his long hard prick sticking several inches down the leg of his pants. "It's huge, Joey! It looks so hard! I do this to you every day, don't I, Joey?"

Joey nodded. The remarks she was making about his stiff rod made his balls ache with tension. Joey wasn't sure what was happening to him. It was like one of the sex dreams he had been having lately. He almost expected to wake up at any minute and find a wet patch on his sheet where he had shot his wad during the night. She was saying things about him that he would never have imagined hearing his beautiful teacher say, things that made his balls feel as if they were about to explode.