The final bell had screamed across campus twenty minutes ago, yet tiny freshman Demi’s heart thundered louder than any hallway alarm. She shifted on the hard plastic chair, knees brushing beneath her plaid skirt, watching Milf Cassie lock the classroom door with deliberate slowness.
“You’re here for extra credit, aren’t you, sweetheart?” Cassie’s voice dripped like honey over whiskey, those experienced eyes raking down Demi’s petite frame. The 18-year-old’s white blouse clung to perky breasts no bigger than apples, nipples already pebbling under her professor’s hungry stare.
Demi’s tongue darted across dry lips. “Y-yes, Mrs. Henderson. I’m failing chemistry…”
“Call me Cassie when we’re alone.” The milf prowled closer, heels clicking against linoleum like a countdown. Her silk blouse stretched across full breasts that had nursed three children, yet still defied gravity. “I’ll teach you what textbooks won’t. Starting with chemistry between women.”
The younger girl gasped when Cassie’s manicured fingers traced her jawline. That first touch sparked wildfire – the milf’s experienced mouth descending to claim Demi’s innocence in a kiss that tasted of red wine and wicked promises. Their tongues danced, the teacher swallowing the student’s shy whimpers.
“Look how responsive you are,” Cassie murmured against trembling lips. “So wet already, and I’ve barely touched you.” Her hand slid up creamy thighs, pushing past white cotton to find soaked lace beneath. “This is what happens when milfs take control, baby.”
Demi’s back arched as skilled fingers circled her clit, teasing that untouched bundle of nerves until her vision blurred. The desk became their altar – Cassie lifting the petite girl like she weighed nothing, laying her across scattered papers. Buttons popped, silk blouse falling open to reveal breasts barely contained in a training bra.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” the milf growled, lowering her mouth to suckle at pink nipples. “Such tender skin. Have you ever been with a woman before?”
“Never… oh god…” Demi’s hips bucked when Cassie’s teeth grazed her sensitive peak, sending sparks straight to her core. The older woman’s fingers worked magic – sliding between slippery folds, gathering arousal to spread it lower.
Cassie’s thumb pressed against Demi’s virgin entrance while her mouth traced wet patterns across a flat stomach. “Want to taste teacher’s pussy too, sweetheart? Want to learn how milfs make pretty girls scream?”
Demi’s answer came as desperate fingers tangled in Cassie’s dark hair, pulling her toward the edge of the desk. Their positions reversed now, the milf perched on the wooden surface, spreading toned thighs to reveal smooth, glistening lips. The scent of arousal filled the air – teacher and student, predator and prey reversed.
“Come here,” Cassie commanded. “Use that sweet tongue. Show me how fast you learn.”
Demi’s tentative licks grew bolder as moans echoed off empty walls. She discovered the joy of making an older woman tremble, of finding that perfect rhythm that had Cassie’s manicured nails scraping across the desk surface. The milf’s orgasm crashed over them both like a tsunami – hot and overwhelming, leaving them breathless and entangled.
Afterward, they lay together on the reading rug, clothes scattered like fallen leaves. Cassie traced hearts across Demi’s back, whispering about future “tutoring sessions.” Because some lessons couldn’t be found in any textbook – they could only be taught when milfs took innocent students past every boundary.
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