The Teacher and the Cheater

Mr. James Hooper returned to his classroom from a staff meeting to find Jennifer rummaging through the maths tests that his students had written earlier that day. She did not hear the door opening, so she was unaware that he was standing in the doorway, watching her, since she was facing away from him. James Hooper took the time to admire his misguided student's body.

She was not wearing the school uniform, which was understandable, as the last lesson of the day had ended an hour ago. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail. She wore a pink tank top that exposed her smooth upper back and shoulders, and James was sure that it would make her tits look great. Jennifer's jeans were skin-tight, and Mr. Hooper was more than happy to make do with gazing at her glorious arse as she bent over his desk. All good things must come to and end though, and she turned around and saw him.

Jennifer jumped. Then they just stared at each other for a moment. Or rather, Jennifer stared at Mr. Hooper, and Mr. Hooper stared at Jennifer's tits. They were simply awesome. Her top was very low cut, and it afforded James a wonderful view of her deep cleavage. Then there was also the sheer size of her bosom. Jennifer's loose-fitting school shirt and blazer did not flatter her, and Mr. Hooper had simply never realised how big her knockers actually were. And how they had bounced when she jumped! Now he was practically drooling. Jennifer was too tense to notice her teacher's ogling.

"Jennifer, what are you doing here? What is that in your hand?" Mr. Hooper asked.

Jennifer fumbled with the paper she was holding, but Mr. Hooper snatched it out of her hand.

It was the unmarked test that she had written that day, with her name at the top.

"Nothing, Mr. Hooper. It's nothing, I swear."

James ignored her. He scanned through the test. It was immediately obvious that Jennifer had done very badly. The poor girl would be lucky to get 30%.

Jennifer was quiet now. James looked up to see that Jennifer had positioned herself between him and the stack of other answer papers on his desk. James tried to go around her, but she still blocked his way. The way that Jennifer made her crime so absolutely obvious almost made James laugh. It also gave him a nice opportunity to get up close with the buxom blonde.

"Ms. Stuart, you leave me no choice."

Mr. Hooper stepped forward so that he was toe-to-toe with Jennifer. He looked down at her fearful blue eyes, and his gaze lingered on her thick, luscious lips. How he would love to see that hot mouth of hers wrapped around his cock. He pressed forward, and grabbed the pile of answer papers with his right hand. Jennifer tried to push him off, but James grabbed her juicy bottom for support with his left hand. All of Mr. Hooper's weight was resting on Jennifer, who was pressed against the desk with nowhere to go. Jennifer's tits mashed against Mr. Hooper's chest. His cock pressed against her leg, and his hand was firmly holding onto Jen's supple right bum cheek. James was in bliss.

For a moment Jennifer was in shock. She could not believe that her maths teacher was openly groping her like this. She squirmed, but that only pressed her tits into Mr. Hooper's chest further and, more disgustingly, made her rub his cock with her leg. Jennifer could feel it harden against her.

Mr. Hooper had already disregarded all sexual harassment laws and teacher-student conduct guidelines, but even he realised that holding this position for over five seconds was a bit dubious. He disengaged himself from her with a fatherly pat on the bum and took a step back with the papers in hand.

Jennifer could not bring herself to look her teacher in the eye, but he was anyway busy thumbing through the stack of exam papers. She knew what he would find.

Mr. Hooper found it. It was a second answer paper with her name on it, but on this one almost all the answers were correct.

"Would you care to explain this, Ms. Stuart?"

She bit her bottom lip and kept her eyes on her toes. Again Mr. Hooper found himself fantasising over her lips. Her tits were the next object of his lustful gaze.

"I think it's rather obvious what happened here. You did poorly, and replaced your test with one that would give you a much higher mark. Is that correct?"

Jennifer nodded.

"I'm not going to inquire as to the method of your cheating. It would be better if we just focus on your punishment. Now Jennifer, you know that this is extremely serious. Your parents will have to be called in, and you'll have to face a disciplinary hearing. You may even be expelled."

James knew that this wasn't true. Jennifer's father was a wealthy and influential man, and neither the headmaster nor the school board would dream of giving his daughter any more than a slap on the wrist.

"However, there is a way out for you. The two of us could make a private arrangement, and nobody outside this room would know of your little indiscretion. So show me those knockers of yours."

His last sentence shocked Jennifer. She had been half-expecting that he would ask for a sexual favour, but his bluntness still came as a surprise. Her surprise quickly turned to anger.

"No. You are a deluded fool if you think I will become your sexual plaything in exchange for your silence. You know who my father is. There is no chance that I will be expelled."

"Oh come now, love. Who said anything about becoming my 'sexual plaything'? All you need to do is to get your tits out for me. Then all will be forgotten, and I'll even grade you on your phony test."

Jennifer only glared at him. James sighed.

"Suit yourself. We'll just have to let Daddy know then. What is your father's number?"

Jennifer stayed quiet.

"I'll just pop down to the office to get it then. You wait here for me sugartits, and I'll come back and make the call. I do look forward to hearing what his reaction to all this will be."

***

Jennifer knew that this was very bad. She wasn't worried about any punishment that the school would give her, but what her father's reaction would be. Her father was an extremely rich man, and for her recent eighteenth birthday he had bought her an obscenely expensive car. His generosity was not limited to her birthdays, and on top of her monthly allowance that was more than most adults earned, he gave her lavish gifts on a regular basis.

Her father had cut off her pocket money for six months when he found cigarettes and alcohol in her room two years ago, and the gifts had also dried up during that period. Her allowance was cut whenever she failed a test. Jennifer did not doubt that her father would be absolutely livid for this latest infraction. She would be grounded till God knows when, have no money to buy anything, and he might even confiscate her car.

But could she really show her boobs to her maths teacher? Jennifer did have her dignity. Mr. Hooper was a tall, skinny man of about thirty who simply did not compare to the boys she could have eating out of her hand with a flutter of her eyes. She was a rich man's daughter with natural beauty. There were those who suspected that she had had her breasts done, but Jennifer's puppies were all real.

If she thought about all the money and possessions that were on the line, flashing a man might be a fair price to pay. After all, it would only be this once. But if Jennifer were to follow principle, she could never do it. She had never done anything sexual for a man merely for her own gain. But she had teased, accentuated, and implied future favours to manipulate men, she reminded herself.

As Mr. Hooper re-entered the room, Jennifer still had no idea what she was going to do.

***

"You can still change your mind, you know," James told her.

He did not get a response. He took out his cell phone and started dialling, reading Jennifer's father's number off a scrap of paper.

Jennifer twirled her fingers around the bottom of her top. With every beep from the buttons on her teacher's phone, her panic increased. As he hit the last digit, she thrust her top to her shoulders.

Her tits were ensconced in a plain white bra, but that did not diminish Mr. Hooper's awe. For a moment he completely forgot about the phone ringing in his ear, instead choosing to focus on his pupil's mountainous bosom. He finally hung up after several rings.

"I knew you would come around, babe. Now just take off your top and bra so that I can see what you've been hiding for so long."

Jennifer wordlessly took off her tank top. She then unclipped her bra and discarded both items on her teacher's desk.

"Oh, those are just lovely. Stand up straight Jen, you can be proud of your pair."

Jennifer did as her teacher said, and pushed her tits out for him to admire. Mr. Hooper reached out with his hand and crudely groped her left breast. Jennifer was unsure how to handle this, as she had had thought that all she had to do was show him her boobs. But she still didn't say anything when he grabbed her other tit. James gave a low moan as he continued mauling her firm yet soft tits.

Finally James took a step back and released her boobs, which had started to hurt. Jennifer was glad, as she thought that this meant that her ordeal was over. But James unzipped his pants and took out his long, erect cock. Jennifer gasped, and felt her teacher's hands grip her head and push it down to his cock.

"No! Get off me!" Jennifer squealed. Fortunately Mr. Hooper was not particularly strong, and Jennifer managed to squirm free from his grip.

"What the fuck, Sir? We agreed that I would show you my tits, and that's it," Jennifer protested.

"I thought so too, but you've gone and made so hard, pet," Mr. Hooper said. "Look, just give me this one blowjob, and we can forget about everything that happened today."

Jennifer shivered. Of all Mr. Hooper's silly nicknames for her, "pet" riled her up the most.

"No. I have my dignity you know."

James smirked. "You've already got your tits out for your maths teacher, pet. What difference will a quick blowjob make?"

Jennifer made no move to continue James's stimulation, but she did not do anything to cover her mammoth tits either. James stepped out of his pants and boxers completely, and reached for his cell phone. Once again Jennifer had to decide very quickly whether she wanted her father to become involved, or if she would rather submit herself to her perverted teacher.

Jennifer could hear the phone ringing. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she thought as she grabbed James's cock. For a split second Mr. Hooper's eyes were as wide as saucers, then he gave her a quick smile and opened his mouth wide, pointing inside. He was about to hang up the phone when Jennifer's dad answered.

"Stuart speaking."

James had to think quickly. What could he say?

"Good afternoon, Mr. Stuart. I'm James Hooper, your daughter's Maths teacher."

This was all prompt Jennifer needed. She plunged her mouth over James's cock, bathing it in her soft, sweet lips. Jennifer was barely aware of the conversation between her father and her maths teacher. Mr. Hooper said that he just wanted to inform Mr. Stuart that Jennifer was making excellent progress on her tests. Jennifer's father must have found it awfully strange, as Mr. Hooper was stumbling over all his words. Certainly James found it a unique experience to be speaking to a man on the telephone while the man's daughter was giving him an incredible blowjob.

Because that would be the only way to describe the way Jennifer was serving Mr. Hooper orally. Jennifer had blown her fair share of boys, but never before had she sucked with so much enthusiasm. She bobbed her head over Mr. Hooper's member, taking as much as she possibly could into her mouth. At some point James must have managed to end the call, because Jennifer doubted that he would be moaning like that if he were still on the phone.

James would have liked to have this little sexcat suck him forever, but he knew that he simply couldn't last in Jennifer's hot mouth for any great period of time. James grabbed the back of Jennifer's head (no student of his would ever be allowed to spit) and repeatedly rammed her poor head on his cock, making her chin slap against his balls. He relaxed his grip somewhat, and started to cum.

Jennifer's head was held in place by James, so she had no choice but to obediently swallow all the cum that rocketed from his cock. Jennifer did so as quickly as possible. James found Jennifer's lips so exquisite that he kept her head locked on his knob until it went soft. When he finally released her she sucked his cock clean of all the cum that originally escaped her throat.

Jennifer was not in the mood to talk to James. She avoided eye contact, dressed quickly and left.

***

Jennifer dreaded Maths class the next day. She did not know what to expect, but it turned out that Mr. Hooper ignored her during class. The tests were handed back, and Jennifer received 98%. At least it seemed that her worries were over. But when the ball rang for break, Mr. Hooper dismissed the class and asked Jennifer to stay behind.

James sat on his desk facing his pretty student, and waited for the last pupil to file out of the classroom. Once the door was closed, he dropped his pants and took his limp cock out.

"I've been looking forward to this all day. You have no idea how frustrating it is to teach maths when my special cocksucker is sitting in class," James said.

Jennifer was confused. She did not see herself as anybody's "special cocksucker".

"Sir, you said that yesterday was just going to be a once-off thing. That we would forget about the business with the test."

Mr. Hooper laughed. "Don't be stupid, pet. Do you think it's fair for you to cheat on school tests and then expect me to sell my principles in exchange for a single blowjob?"

Jennifer wasn't so sure of her teacher's moral ground. He could hardly preach to her about fairness when he had demanded that she do just that. But she couldn't anger him for fear of the repercussions.

"No, Sir."

"Exactly. So it's obvious that that means you will have to give me regular sexual stimulation in exchange for my cooperation on this matter. Now get on your knees and suck."

Jennifer frowned. This was not going according to plan. She certainly didn't want to be his "special cocksucker". But then she also didn't want her teacher to tell her daddy about her indiscretion either. She could tell the truth about Mr. Hooper's manipulation, but hell hath no fury like a man who finds out that his daughter is a cocksucker, and she would take the brunt of his rage. What other options did she have? It was awfully difficult to think clearly when her teacher was pawing at her boobs through her school shirt.

With a sigh of resignation, she knelt down and took his cock in her hand. She plunged her mouth over his manhood, wanting to get him off as quickly as possible.

Yet Mr. Hooper still did not seem to be quite satisfied. "Sorry babe, but you'll have to be topless for all the blowjobs you give me. Get your tits out for Mr. Hooper now, that's a good girl."

Jennifer submissively obeyed, and resumed her oral massage on James's cock. James reached down and grabbed the buxom girl's bare left tit. He roughly squeezed the full orb. Jennifer bobbed her head on her teacher's manhood. He had a big cock, and she tried to take as much of it as possible.

James had never seen a more wonderful sight in his life than the topless, fat-titted Jennifer on her knees, giving him a blowjob that he would never forget. She looked up at him, and her big blue eyes enhanced the image. Her tongue was hot and wet over his cock, and she made loud slurping noises.

"I'm going to come, honey. Swallow me like the good girl you are."

James jizzed in her mouth, and Jennifer noisily swallowed his seed. She made sure that his cock was completely clean as James ran his fingers through her silky hair. Satisfied, Jennifer zipped up her teacher and patted his crotch. Jennifer looked Mr. Hooper in the eye and smiled at him. It was the first time she had smiled at him since the events of the previous day, and Mr. Hooper was touched.

Jennifer got up and started putting on her bra. James appreciated the way her tits jiggled along with her movements.

"I don't want you wearing bras in my class from now on, Jennifer. You ought to be proud of your breasts, but your bra just does not do them any justice.

"Okay, Mr. Hooper," Jennifer said as she put on her school shirt

"And by the way, how did you manage to do so well on the test you brought in the second time around?" James asked.

"Robert gave me the answers directly after school, and I copied them."

"Why did Robert help you?"

"We're just good friends, that's all."

Robert was the class nerd. He was thin, not particularly ugly but still very plain-looking, and generally anti-social. Jennifer was very snobbish about the types she hung out with socially, and James found it very hard to believe that Jennifer and Robert were friends.

"Goodbye, sir, have a nice weekend."

"Off you go then, girl."

Mr. Hooper gave Jennifer a smack on the bottom as she left his class.

***

James saw Robert by chance in the corridor on his way to the staff room, and asked Robert to come and see him in his class after school. Once Robert arrived, James got straight to the point.

"Jennifer tells me that you helped her cheat on yesterday's maths test."

Robert hesitated. What could he say? His teacher's gaze did not waver.

"That's true sir."

"Why, Robert?"

"Um... I can't really say, sir. I'm very sorry sir."

"Just tell the truth, Robert."

"I don't know, sir."

"I think you do."

Robert did not say anything.

James decided to prod Robert along. "Jennifer is very beautiful. I myself often have wicked thoughts about her. I wouldn't be able to blame any man who succumbed to her womanly charms."

"You see, sir... she's so pretty sir. Girls never talk to me, or not the pretty ones anyway. But Jen, she did. For the last week. She would seem so interested when I stammered, and she fluttered her eyes at me. She rubbed up against me, and then she would give me this mischievous smile and tell me how cute I was. Then when she asked me to cheat for her and I said that I shouldn't, she gave me a puppy-dog face, leaned against me and said that she would really appreciate it if I did that for her. I just couldn't say no, sir."

"When you agreed to help her, did you think that you would get something out of the deal?" James asked.

"Well sir, she was looking at my trousers when she said that about how she would appreciate it if I helped her cheat. And I could have sworn she winked at me. So yes, you could say that I was expecting something."

"Something sexual."

Robert stayed quiet.

"And has Jennifer done anything for you yet, Robert?"

"I tried to talk to her twice today sir, but she didn't even look me. Just pretended that I wasn't there, and on she walked."

James sighed. He did feel very sorry for Robert, and somewhat guilty that he was getting the blowjobs that should be Robert's by rights.

"Look Robert, I understand. I was very similar at your age. Bad with girls and all that. But remember, you're smarter than those bimbos. One day you're going to be a rich and important man, and they'll be working for you, and they are going to be desperate to impress you. You can openly stare at their tits or pinch their arses, and they won't be able to do anything. Or you could be a teacher like me. I'm not rich or important, but I sure have power over those girls. You have no idea how satisfying it is to see a busty bitch who wouldn't have looked at me twice if I were a pupil come begging me for help."

Robert had never seen this side of his teacher before, or that of any of his other teachers for that matter. He was pleasantly surprised that becoming a teacher didn't take all the pervy thoughts out of one's head.