This time I went to his house, as soon as the door opened, he was standing in the entryway with his head down, his face full of anticipation and fear.
I wore this outfit today: a beige tight-fitting strapless short dress, with a large black lace flower embroidery on the chest, a deep cleavage almost bursting out, the hem short to the base of the thigh, paired with black open-crotch stockings and black high heels, a black collar around my neck, the whole person both sweet and fierce.
'Teacher... this time I scored 85 on the quiz... improved by 7 points from last time...'
I raised an eyebrow, took the test paper and glanced at it. There was indeed improvement, but still not up to standard.
'85? Not enough.' I coldly threw the test paper back into his arms, 'Come in. First finish all this week's exercises, and we'll talk after you're done.'
He obediently knelt at the desk, buried his head and wrote frantically. I sat on the edge of the bed with my legs crossed, deliberately swinging my shoe tip in his line of sight. He wrote with sweat all over his head, but still endured the erection below, finishing all the questions.
'Finished... Teacher...'
I took the exercise book, flipped through it, and sneered: 'There's some improvement. Come, get on the bed.'
I pushed him down on the bed, climbed on top myself, hiked up the hem of my short dress to my waist, straddled his face with my thighs wrapped in black open-crotch stockings, pulled my lace panties to the side, and my already soaked pussy directly facing his mouth.
'Now start grading your homework.' I placed the exercise book on his chest, held a pen in one hand, and began checking and marking, 'You... just use your tongue to serve the teacher properly. If you stop, I'll leave immediately.'
He let out a muffled 'Mm...', and his tongue immediately pressed hotly against me. The first lick was deep and accurate, rolling from the vaginal opening all the way up to the clitoris, sucking so hard I almost went weak in the knees.
'Uh... you middle school student... you have little experience... how do you lick so... ah...'
His tongue was like alive, flexibly going in and out of my pussy, sometimes sucking hard on the clitoris, sometimes vibrating the tip rapidly on that swollen little bean. Saliva mixed with my juices flowed wildly down his chin, but he didn't even stop to breathe, as if he wanted to eat me whole.
That cock below was already hard and purple, with precum constantly dripping from the tip, swaying behind me.
While grading, I reached back with one hand, using two fingers to gently stroke him a couple of times.
'Ah...! Te-teacher... fingers... so good...'
His whole body trembled violently, but his tongue drilled even more crazily into my pussy, his nose bumping against my clitoris. I bit my lip, my grading hand shaking, the handwriting all crooked.
'Focus on licking... don't stop...'
I didn't expect him to be so skilled. His tongue suddenly switched to a vibrating mode, pressing hard on my most sensitive spot, sucking with a 'sizzle' sound. My mind buzzed, and my body arched forward—
'Ahhh—! I'm... I'm going to squirt...!'
I squirted wildly on his face like I lost control, transparent juices spraying like a fountain all over his face and mouth. He didn't even blink, opened his mouth wide to catch it all, gulping down several big mouthfuls, with only a little flowing down his cheek to the pillow.
I was breathing heavily, finished grading the last question, then slightly lifted my butt, looking at his messy face covered in juices and saliva.
'Teacher... can... can I put it in now?' His voice was hoarse, his eyes full of desire.