All Girl by Emily Cantore Page B

I enabled it and suddenly felt a jerk of energy as the small motors jolted to life. The patch smothered my clit with the soft humming of intense vibrations, lighting a fire inside me that set me on course for a powerful climax. I grabbed Lucy’s arms and jerked behind her back, holding her wrists with one hand while I grabbed her long hair with the other. I pulled her hair back, forcing her to look straight ahead as I thrust the giant dick inside her. She was clearly on the verge of cumming, as she could hardly catch a breath and was moaning with intense pleasure. I too, was rapidly approaching the zenith of my sexual arousal, with my legs trembling behind hers and my hips occasionally showing orgasmic twitches as I tried to retain my masterful pace. I let go of her hair and spanked her ass a few more times, sending her over the edge with a blistering string of noisy, ecstatic screams. Seeing her in the throes of passion, straining her body as I persistently held her arms back, was too much for me to handle, and I started to cum in tandem with her. We both groaned and panted heavily as my orgasmic contractions forced a few final thrusts of the dildo into her pussy, knocking her forward and banging her legs against the side of the desk.
    Finally I collapsed on top of her back, kissing her sweet smelling hair and caressing the soft skin at the top of her arms. I withdrew the dildo and took it off, and once we had both gotten dressed, I dismissed her from the detention. Suffice to say, my discipline did nothing to quell her bad behavior. In fact, now that she knew how I would punish her, she simply acted up even more in my classes, hoping for another epic sex-fuelled detention. I knew I would need to employ even harsher tactics in future, and over the final month or so of her stay at the boarding school, I disciplined her more than all the pupils I had taught in all the years I had been at the school.