Fatimah started to enjoy class a bit better not because she got more intelligent but because Mr Folabi had stopped flogging her with his cane and started using his dick a procedure she always enjoyed and looked forward to.
Her academics weren’t top-notch, she struggled a lot, she repeated classes so many times, her mates are already in the University. Despite her academic wreck of a record, she was enjoying the new attention from her teacher.
She once asked why he always pulled out after they had just had sex and he explained that he didn’t want her to get pregnant and at the same time didn’t want to use condoms because that won’t make the sex sweet.
Fatimah wanted to know what it would feel like to be cummed into or at least have the jizz on her face or boobs, she had seen it in her porn before and it felt cool, she wanted to try that. Her relationship with her classmates didn’t get any better, she sat in the back seat, they didn’t mind her and she didn’t mind them. She just submits her assignment, class works and eats whatever junk she’s hiding in her desk without fear or bother.
When a very cute very fair boy was brought into the class on one hot Monday morning by the headmistress and introduced as John, a transfer student Fatimah didn’t pay any attention to her or the new boy, to her it was just another tormentor joining the band of her super-powered tormentors. All the girls in class except her of course were ogling at him and were making space for him to sit on their seat, he just kept walking and didn’t stop till he got to the end of the class, he quietly sat down beside Fatimah with a low toned “hello”.
She looked him straight in the face, looked him down hissed and looked the other way. He was very cute and his looks alone made her tingly down there, she wanted to get naked right there and fuck him but at the same time, she reasoned that him sitting beside her was probably his way of trying to mock her.
All the girls in class hated Fatimah more because of all seats in the Class, John picked hers. John, ended Fatimah’s negative thoughts about him as he was really kind to her, he taught her arithmetics and other subjects they took, the boy was so brilliant, he smelled nice and had money too and he was Fatimah’s seatmate, not in her wildest dreams had she imagined that someone of that calibre would share seats with her.
The envy her classmates had for her increased and she didn’t bother, she had a friend now and they hated her more for it.
John was cheerful with everybody but all the girls wanted him to themselves. His seating with Fatimah meant the whole class couldn’t ignore her anymore, their seat became a museum and they all visited, soon they started to spread the rumour of how Fatimah was caught fucking three men to John in a bid to make him see her as a bad girl.
One particular evening she had just started her menstrual period, Mr Folabi didn’t touch her making her know it was unhygienic but then kept bugging her all through the days that followed if she was done with her cycle. She didn’t understand what the fuss was about but she felt some weird power, not giving sex to Mr Folabi was driving him nuts, sometimes during their lessons, he would play with her boobs, some other time he would just ask her to play with his dick which she would do till he cums.
She noticed the sperm he released during all these periods was always in smaller quantities and he never seemed to be fully sated afterwards.
She felt in control of Mr Folabi by denying him sex and wondered how it would feel going from the one being fucked to the fucker. When her cycle was over she made Mr Folabi know, the glint in his eyes and the expression on his face made it very clear he was happy then she made a power move.
“Mr Folabi, I can’t let you fuck me anymore,” she said snatching away the smile on his face.
“If you know you want to fuck me, I want to come to your house and you fuck me on your bed, I don’t like the way we fuck here on the table it gives me body pains and secondly, you have to cum in me, on my face and on my boobs” she quickly made her demands trying to not let fear show in her voice.
“OK, I will cum on anywhere you want, but….”
“but what??” Fatimah cut him off.
You know we can’t go to my house every evening to fuck, my neighbours would or my wife would catch us, we can only use my place on Saturdays Mr Folabi stated trying to patronize her, seeing that she was in full control of the matter at hand, she feared less.
OK then, we will be fucking on Saturdays only then, she said and started to walk away leaving an already hard dicked Folabi.
Fatimah had no intentions of ending their romps during the week fucks, but she just wanted to be in control she was happy however that she secured a Saturday fuck it would be an escape from Iya Fati’s wahala and her shop.
“Fatimah, please na, see me now, what will we do about this one?” Mr Folabi said, unbuckling his trousers and showing her his already hard dick.
Fatimah was amused seeing him so weak to the point he begged, Mr Folabi, her old-time tormentor, said please! For what? Sex?
She smiled within herself, well, she would start to torment him now as little payback for how he had flogged her in the past.
She turned around and smirked,
“Oya come,” she said, she almost burst out in laughter seeing how he ran over to her with his hard dick dangling about.
She sat in his seat and used his dick to pull him closer, she herself was very horny from her cycle, she wrapped her lips around his dick head and encased it there using her tongue to lick his cap. He clutched her head as he groaned, she smiled in her mind seeing that she wielded some power over this man.
After teasing his dick head for a while, she started to take more of his dick into her mouth, she stopped when his head opened her throat and her face grazed his public hair. She dug into his shirt and located his nipple and started to roll it between her thumb and index fingers as she played with his balls.
She enjoyed how his dick opened up her throat, she encased it with enough saliva to make its movement slicker in her mouth. When she started to taste some saltiness in her mouth she knew he was getting close and the thought that he would pull out again and deny her the experience of swallowing cum she held his ass with both hands and dick slipped further into her throat and one, two, three hot spurts of cum shot into her lungs, the rest filled her mouth as Mr Folabi jerked his waist, panting, she was covered in sweat too.
She rolled the sperm in her mouth a while enjoying the taste before she swallowed the slippery seed. She got off the chair, her cotton panties were beyond soaked now but still wanted to see how much power she really had on her teacher,
“Mr Folabi, come and lie down on the floor, I want to stay on top and ride you,” she said as she started to take off her school gown.
Mr Folabi looked lost for a while, he hesitated, looked down on his still hard dick and nodded very faintly before moving to take his trousers off, a move Fatimah refused, she insisted he kept the trouser on and just let it slide a little bit below his ass.
He quietly lay on his back like a kid and watched as Fatimah came above him, she had her panties on and both legs on his sides, the dampness on her panties was very glaring.
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