Higher Education (closed for Rocket1010)

Jackson snapped his fingers and smiled at Miss Johnson as Chris rose from his knees and Rose and Shaneke stepped back from the teachers wet breasts. Tapper and Ezekial continued to pin her arms against the steel lockers. Jackson massaged her perky breasts as he pressed his body against Gwendolyn, smelling her expensive perfume.

He licked her cheek and then kissed her earlobe as he whispered. "You like this don't you Miss Johnson. Otherwise you would have run as fast as you could from here." He nibbled on her earlobe, continuing to breathe in her ear and softly whisper.

Twisting a nipple, he smiled hearing her soft groan, he told her. "Your body loves what we're doing and you can't deny you want us to keep playing." His hand left her breasts and slid down her torso until he was touching her mound. Pressing two fingers into her channel, he felt her taut clit and when he touched it, he felt her hips push against his fingers. "See what I mean," he laughed kissing her ear.

Pulling his wet fingers from her vee, he chuckled offering a taste to Rose and Shaneke who readily accepted his fingers. "Chris find Miss Johnson's phone," he directed seeing Chris quickly rummage through her handbag.

Jackson stepped back and saw the wild look in Gwendolyn's eyes as he took one of her hands and pulled it down to his crotch. He rubbed her hand over his hardness hidden in his pants and told her, "I'm putting my number in your phone and I expect you to text me when you get home and want me to quell that burning hunger in your body. That is if you know what's good for you."

Jackson spoke to his gang. "Let her go and let's split." They all smiled at Gwendolyn and walked away leaving her in a disheveled state, clothes hanging off her body and they knew she was almost at the point of orgasming.
 
Miss Johnson shouldve called the cops but her naive mind and stubbornness got the best of her thinking this new teacher "hazing" would run its course and end. So she ignored the new number in her phone and went to bed like normal. The next day she dressed in the following.

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She got up but her two front tires were flat. She had no recourse to hop on the subway to Pembroke. Her princess persona kicked in as she felt she was better then most aboard. Just then her blueish green eyes went wide as a voice behind her said "good morning" it was Jackson!
 
Jackson, as was his now usual night time entainment followed Miss Johnson home. Stationing himself outside her house and concealing his presence, he watched her undress. He waited for the text message to arrive but there was none. He was a bit disappointed with her, thinking she probably thought they would eventually leave her alone. When she slipped into bed, he knew he had to take action against the prima donna who had an inflated view of her own self superiority.

He let just enough air out of her front tires so she had to take the subway to Pembroke. The next morning seeing her on the platform he kept a low profile until the train pulled out of the station. He saw her looking at the other passengers as if she were their superior.

The shocked look on her face made Jackson smile when she turned and saw who spoke to her. He didn't give her a chance to speak. "You were supposed to text me last night and you didn't. That was not a very nice thing to do. Especially when I know we had you very close to enjoying what we were doing to and for you."

The train was pulling into the station and Jackson moved away from his teacher as the doors opened. "Tonight you'll learn that what I want .... I get." He quickly exited the car when the doors opened, chuckling at the startled look on her face. Today he and the gang would leave her alone but she was in for a big surprise tonight.
 
Miss Johnson was thankful for a "normal" day except some creepy remarks by some of the other teachers she was meeting for the first time.
She headed home, again dismissing Jackson andvhis words as alpha male hazing. It was about 6pm and Gwendolyn changed in the follwing for her home gym exercise program.

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In a rush home she neglected to lock her door before putting earbuds in and heading down to her finished basement loaded with numerous pieces of exercise equipment
 
Jackson and his gang left Miss Johnson alone all day, smiling politely, and answering her questions. But all through the school day, Jackson kept remembering how she repeatedly thought she could just ignore him and his gang. He watched how she moved all day, seeing her tight white blouse stretch against her chest. Wild images floated in his head of how she would be in bed. He also remembered his warning to her .... that what he wanted .... he got. And what he really wanted was to give Miss Gwendolyn Johnson his thick and long black cock that was itching to be inside her.

He arrived at her house just after she did and he watched her change clothes in her bedroom from his well concealed spot outside her bedroom window. He felt his cock twitch when she removed all her clothes, seeing her lovely body that he wanted to touch and do so much more.

When she left the bedroom, he went to the front door, finding it unlocked. Moving cautiously from room to room, not finding her. He saw the basement door open and walked slowly down the stairs careful not to make a sound. What he saw made him smile. She was facing away from him and appeared to be just getting started with her excerise routine. He could see she had her ear buds in and knew she wouldn't hear him approach her.

But for now, he watched as she was in a yoga plank pose evidently stretching her muscles. He watched for a few minutes and then she lowered herself into a wide angle seated forward bend without taking a breather. He knew he had to act fast. Moving quickly behind her, he pressed his body over hers, knowing she was locked in her position and unable to move.

"I told you I was coming tonight to get what I want," he whispered in her ear.
 
Miss Johnson was just able to turn her head and make out Jackson's frame. Gwendolyn's bluish green eyes went wide with an audible gasp! ""Jac...Jackson ....what. what are you doing here you shouldnt be here " Gwendolyn's perky little breasts rose and fell rapidly under the stretchy workout top both from the exercises she was involved in and the fact she currently couldnt move from her current position. " leave now and i wont tell the school, you're a student, you shouldn't be here at this time Jackson" she pleaded but her pleas seemingly fell on deaf ears as she could feel his eyes scanning her like a predator in the wild would do to its innocent prey.
 
Jackson laughed at her comment that he shouldn't be in her house. If she would have played along with him and his gang, she wouldn't be in this mess. But she had to be arrogant and disrespectful to him and the others. And when she told him to leave and she wouldn't tell the school, he laughed louder. "You don't understand where you're teaching Miss Johnson. We control the school and we have so much dirt on all the teachers and staff, we can do what we want."

He pulled Gwendolyn back toward him, wrapping his strong thighs around her waist. His hands immediately circled her chest, cupping her tits and squeezing the taut nipples under her tight top. "You're not going to tell anyone about tonight. Can you feel my hard cock pressing against your back. I know you want to see it and touch it," he chuckled.

Then squeezing her breasts harder he whispered in a very husky tone into her ear, "All you have to do teach is ask."
 
"Jackson ple....pleasse get off me this is not a proper student teacher encounter " Miss Johnson said in a breathy tone as he had caught her off guard mid workout. The young blonde turned scarlet red as she felt her dime sized pink nipples growing stiff under her stretchy workout top from the tension growing and the "unwanted" attention from Jackson's meaty paws. The more she struggled, the more her new student chuckled at her futile efforts.
 
Jackson only chuckled at Gwendolyn's useless pleading. He was bigger and stronger than the teacher and knew he had the upper hand. "Oh but it is the proper encounter Miss Johnson. Especially when the teacher needs to be taught a very valuable lesson." He let his words sink in as his hands pulled up her top to reveal her aroused nipples.

Tweaking her aroused nipples, he whispered in her ear. "You can fight all you want Gwendolyn or you can decide to find out just how enjoyable it can be to have sex with me. It's your choice Miss Johnson."

To make his point, Jackson made a quick move pulling her sideways and then he moved to push her onto her back and quickly straddled her waist. As she tried to hit him, he grabbed her wrists, pinning them to the carpet, seeing her naked breasts rising and falling with each deep breath she took. "I always loved a fiesty teacher," he crowed.

She was no match of his strength and couldn't stop him when he leaned down to capture a dime sized nipple between his teeth.
 
Miss Johnson was scarlet red as Gwendolyn's perky little breasts were exposed. "Jackson let up and i say nothing, this is not proper behavior for students of mine. You were taught were taught wrong i can fix that but in class during school now let me up. Miss Johnson breathing increased as the tension filled the air as she could see his arrogant smirk and feel his strength. Each stuggle of hers was met with equal resistance from Jackson as he seemingly toyed with her like a cat and mouse game. Miss Johnsons big blueish green eyes wide as she couldn't see what he wàs thinking which, as a teacher, she was usually good at.
 
With one strong hand, Jackson held her arms above her head as he fondled and suckled one nipple and then the other. He repositioned his legs to push between her thighs. Her mind might not want him to touch her but her body was something totally different. It was reacting the way he thought it would when push comes to shove. Her body was betraying her mind, feeling her hips rise up to push him away only to be blocked by his leg between her thigh.

Jackson could feel her anger but as her body pushed agasint his he knew her mind would eventually lose to her physical need. And maybe she was trying to push him away but the way her breathing was changing said something different.

His cock was hard and with each of her thrusts to throw him off, it rubbed along her thigh and he knew she could feel it. He had his chances in the parking garage and lockerroom but passed on it, knowing it was not the right time. But now in the privacy of her home, he had all the time in the world and he waited patiently to hear her tell him she wanted him ..... no needed him.

His free hand let an aroused tit and moved down to her tight spandex pants. He laughed when she struggled as he pulled the tight pants down until her mound was exposed. His fingers traced the outline of her pussy, feeling that it was wet. He could tell she was aroused and told her, "All you have to do Miss Johnson is tell me how much you want to see my cock and feel it inside you."
 
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