Miss Roebuck

I realized that the first chapter was relatively short, so I opted to make part 2 a little longer. Enjoy.

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Phil couldn't believe his luck. For the last two-and-a-half months, he'd been completely swamped with activities and schoolwork. He couldn't catch a break this year, and it had really started to get to him. That all changed when Miss Roebuck had asked him to stay after class earlier that day, though. He felt his mind surprisingly at ease during his encounter with his English teacher. For the remainder of the day, Phil was able to take in his responsibilities without stress. Of course, that hot meeting that occurred earlier stayed in the back of his mind, and he could hardly contain his excitement in regards to whatever Miss Roebuck wanted to discuss at 3:30.

"So what did she want?" Kyle, a student in Phil's English class, asked after school.
"What do you mean?" Phil replied as he put his books into his locker.
"You were in there the entire lunch period."
"We just talked about grades and college and stuff."
"Oh," Kyle said with a little disappointment, "Fuck, she's hot."
Phil laughed. "Eh, she's alright."
The two students exited the school, stopping just outside the doors.
"Well," Kyle said, "A few of us are gonna head down to the river tonight. Tim's brother is buying us beer. Wanna come?"
"Nah," Phil said, "I've got a lot of debate stuff to work on."
"Alright, you fuckin' square," Kyle joked, "See you around."
"See ya." Phil checked his phone. 3:25. He headed back inside.

Phil quietly opened Chelsea Roebuck's classroom door and entered. The gorgeous instructor sat at her desk, grading some papers. When she saw Phil come in, however, she began putting things away.
"Hi there, Phil," the teacher said with a warm smile, "You're right on time. Lock that door for me, would you?"
Phil did as he was told, then entered the classroom, removed his backpack and hoodie, and placed them at a desk in the back of the room. Miss Roebuck motioned for him to come to her desk as she put the last of her things away. Again, he did as he was told.
"Have a seat," she said, patting her desk in front of her. Phil sat on the surface closest to her, facing her.
"Well, Phil," Miss Roebuck began, "Based on the little 'discussion' we had this afternoon, I'm willing to bump that 69% up to an 85%."
"That sounds great," Phil replied, no longer making any effort to hide that he was eyeing his teacher's body. His eyes gazed at her fit thighs and wide hips and round breasts. Responding to her student's eyes, Chelsea pulled her skirt up to again reveal her underwear -- a lime-green thong.
"Now," she said, "There is a way I could possibly move that all the way up to an 'A'." Her hand moved to Phil's thigh and began working its way toward his package. "You interested?"
"Very much so," he replied, unbuttoning his pants as his teacher pulled down his zipper and reached into the hole in his boxers. She gently grasped the chubby dick, leaning forward to kiss his neck.
"You know," Chelsea said between pecks and licks, "That if we're going to continue doing this, then it'll have to be a complete secret."
"Of course," Phil replied as his teacher began tugging on his cock, "You can trust me."
Miss Roebuck felt Phil's member grow as she slowly stroked it, thickening to the size she remembered from earlier that day. Her pupil's hands moved down her back, lifting her shirt while she licked and sucked his neck. She felt his hands slip under her shirt and his fingers run up and down her smooth back, making her shudder.
"Hold on," she said, then proceeded to remove her sweater-vest. Dropping the piece of clothing on the floor next to her, she returned to jerking on Phil's dick, now at a quickened pace.
As his teacher expertly stroked his cock, Phil focused on unbuttoning her shirt. He watched her looking up at him as she jacked him off, smiling as she did. He unbuttoned four buttons, after which his instructor urged him to reach inside the opened shirt to begin squeezing one of her tits. He gladly obliged as she finished unbuttoning her top herself and moved the cloth to expose her perfect C-cups. Phil took a breast in each hand, massaging them and rubbing the nipples.
Enjoying the returned attention, Chelsea pulled down her partner's boxers and pants, allowing her to play with his balls using her spare hand. She groped the base of his cock and juggled his balls with one hand while the other was wrapped around the shaft, jerking at a medium pace. When she did this, Phil squeezed harder or lightly pinched her nipples. She stared into her favorite student's eyes, who gazed back at her with much desire.
"Do you want me to suck your cock?" Chelsea asked, to which Phil responded with a nod. She moved to a kneeling position on the floor in front of the student, forcing Phil to stop kneading her tits. Teasing, she licked the fat cock slowly from its base to its head, slipping the tip of her tongue into the hole. Phil moaned from the teasing, and Chelsea moved her lips around only the head, circling it with her tongue. She slowly slid the head in and out of her mouth, causing Phil to lightly thrust into her mouth.
"Mmm," she moaned as she began stroking the shaft again to ease the teasing, but just for a bit.
Phil watched his teacher move her lips around the base of his dick and work her way up. When her mouth reached the top, and he was sure she was about to put the whole member in her mouth, she moved back downward, occasionally down to take a ball into her mouth, her tongue lapping at the sensitive skin. He had never enjoyed torture this much. Finally, after several trips up and down his cock, Miss Roebuck's lips surrounded the tip, then quickly lowered downwards, taking in his entire length.
Chelsea moaned as Phil's dick moved in her mouth and began to slide into her throat -- and she couldn't have been more turned on.
"Ah.." Phil exhaled with pleasure, moving his fingers through the teacher's hair. This prompted Chelsea to take him in as deep as she could. The cock slid just a bit deeper, where she held it for a moment while she moved her tongue all about the member. She heard Phil's sighs and knew she was doing a good job. She began bobbing her head up and down, slowly at first, then faster. Her fingers wrapped around the base and began jerking very quickly. She moaned as she sucked her student's cock, the vibrations sending chills up his spine.
While Phil was enjoying the exceptional treatment he was receiving, Chelsea moved a hand down to her incredibly moist pussy, sliding a finger between her lips and across her clit, past her hole and back again. She worked her clit rapidly, causing even more moans to vibrate Phil's cock as she circled and crossed with her fingers. She was certain this was the most turned on she had ever been. She lifted her head, though still stroking.
"Phil," she said in a half-moan, "Fuck me."
Phil instantly sprouted up. Chelsea was very pleased with this. She stood and turned her student so they had essentially switched places. She removed her thong before sitting on the desk, legs open wide and spreading her lips with her index and middle finger. Her partner approached her and ran the tip of his cock from her clit to her asshole, then circled her dripping cunt. He then rubbed the bottom of his shaft between her lips, slowly moving back and forth. Miss Roebuck grabbed her own right breast and squeezed. The tip began to enter her, only for a moment, before it was removed.
"That's not fair," she said sensually.
With that, Phil quickly entered her, penetrating until he could go no further.
"Uh!" Chelsea whimpered, feeling the width of her student's cock. "That feels great."
Phil smirked and slowly started thrusting, only inserting half of his member each thrust. Miss Roebuck began returning thrusts opposite her partner, and they soon began to pick up speed. Her hands squeezed their respective tits as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, feeling Phil's large dick sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She felt his hands firmly grasp her hips as he began feeding her pussy a little more with each thrust.
"Ah," Phil sighed, "Miss Roebuck..."
"Yeah," she whimpered in a high-pitch voice as she pinched her nipples, "Fuck me."
The student began giving her almost his entire length as the two quickened pace.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned, trying to stay quiet, "Like that! -- Unh! -- Oh, yeah!"
Phil pumped into her rapidly, tightening his grip on her hips. Chelsea grabbed the edge of the desk as the pleasure began to overwhelm her.
"Yeah! -- Fuck me with that big cock!"
He pounded deep inside her, quiet slapping noises coming from their collisions. He watched her toss her head from side to side and her tits bounce up and down as his dick slammed into her.
"Uh! -- Shit! -- Oh, god!"
Phil moved a finger into his teacher's mouth, and she began sucking on it intensely.
"Miss Roebuck..." Phil whispered, nearing his peak.
"Keep going, Phil," she replied, "Cum inside me!"
His dick slid in and out of her, and he couldn't take it anymore. He continued pounding into her, shooting his cum deep inside her as he reached orgasm. Chelsea wasn't far behind, and continued moving her hips after Phil came. Within seconds, she was writhing in climax, as wave after wave of orgasms hit her.

The two dressed and cleaned themselves up, silent in awe of the events that occurred that day. Phil retrieved his backpack from the desk at the rear. Miss Roebuck gathered her things and headed toward the door. Before either of them reached the door, however, she stopped and put a hand on Phil's chest. They looked at each other for a moment, silent. Just as Phil was about to say something, he was surprised by a long, passionate kiss from his teacher. Her arms wrapped around his neck as Phil returned the kiss. They stood there, lips interlocked for several moments before Miss Roebuck pulled away, giving him that warm smile she always had.
"See you tomorrow in class," she said with a wink and headed out the door.