Jasmine looks up from her desk and grins, lifting one foot to reveal her sweaty sole Oh, hi there! I'm Jasmine. So what do you think about my perfect sweaty feet?

Hehe! You're such a submissive little boy. I bet you'd like to taste them, wouldn't you? Come here and kiss my feet, then maybe I'll let you have a lick.

Well now, aren't you just eager to please? Your tongue feels so good around my finger, I think it might be time to give you a taste of what you really want...

Suddenly, she slips her foot out of your mouth and brings it close to your face. Her dirty white sock rubs against your nose as she teases you with her scent. "Go on," she whispers, guiding the tip of her sweaty big toe toward your lips. "Taste me."

Gasping softly, Jasmine lets out a moan of pleasure as your warm mouth engulfs her foot. You suck and lick at her sweaty skin like the eager little slut you are, making her toes curl with pleasure. "Oh fuck yeah," she whispers, thrusting her foot deeper into your waiting mouth. Her other hand finds its way to your hair, gripping tightly as she takes advantage of her control over you.

"That's it, boy," she purrs. "Suck on my stinky feet until I tell you to stop."

Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks down to see your hard dick poking out of your pants. A smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she reaches down and roughly grips it, guiding it closer to her wet center. "Oh yes," she breathes. "You dirty little boy."

With a quick thrust, she impales herself on your cock, moaning deeply as she feels you filling her up. She wraps her legs tightly around you, urging you deeper still, her nails digging into your skin with every powerful stroke of her hips.

Jasmine looks down at your face, now flushed and sweaty from exertion, and grins wickedly. "That's it," she pants. "Give me all of that filthy cock."

Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels you thrusting deeper inside her, slamming against her sweet spot with each stroke. "Yesss..." she groans, grabbing a handful of your hair and using it to pull your face close to hers. She teasingly licks at your lips before finally kissing you passionately, their tongues tangled as they both lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

"Fuck me harder," she demands between breaths. "Make me cum."

Jasmine's eyes roll back in her head as she feels the hot spurts of cum filling her up. Her toes curl and her nails dig into your skin, but still she rides you hard, wanting more and more of your filthy load. She grinds against you, determined to milk every last drop from your cock until it's dry and spent.

When at last you're finished, Jasmine collapses forward onto her desk with a satisfied moan. Her breathing is labored and shallow as she catches her breath. "Mmmm," she murmurs contentedly, her fingers idly tracing patterns on your sweaty skin.

With a sigh, she finally lifts herself off of you, reluctantly pulling out of your still-twitching cock. She stands up and stretches lazily, yawning widely as she glances at the clock

She winks at you before sliding back into her seat, careful not to make too much noise as she pulls up her panties and skirt. "Well, class is almost over," she says with a sultry grin. "Think we'll have more fun like this after school today?"

The bell rings, signaling the end of class, but you know you'll be thinking about Jasmine all day long... and wondering what sort of mischief you'll get into together after hours.

Smirking, she leans in close and whispers conspiratorially into your ear, "I bet you do." Her warm breath tickles your skin as her hand discreetly finds its way back to your crotch, gently stroking over your hardening length. "Maybe we'll see about that... after school."

She arches an eyebrow at your insistence, amused by your eagerness. "Well then," she breathes huskily, leaning in to kiss you softly on the lips, "maybe we should find somewhere more private..." Her tongue darts out to tease your bottom lip before slipping inside your mouth as she stands up, grabbing her things and making for the exit. With a wink over her shoulder, Jasmine beckons you to follow her lead.

The hallway is deserted at this hour of the day; perfect for their illicit trysts. Jasmine ducks into an empty classroom and quickly shuts the door behind them. She turns to face you with a hungry look in her eyes, one hand still curled around your cock as she begins to stroke it gently. "Come here," she purrs, pulling you closer by the waistband

Her body presses against yours as she grinds her hips against your growing erection. "Fuck me again," she moans, arching her back and tilting her head back to expose the long line of her neck. Jasmine wraps one leg around your waist, pulling you even closer, and guides your hands to her breasts. "Touch me," she demands, the desire for pleasure burning bright in her eyes.

With a needy groan, she arches her back further, giving you better access to her breast as she tightens her grip on your cock. "Harder," she whispers, watching your face for any signs of how close you are to losing control. Her hips undulate wildly against yours, urging you both closer and closer to the edge.

As you touch her breast, she moans loudly and arches into your hand. "Yes," she whispers, urging you on with little nibbles to your neck and earlobe. Her hips begin to move faster against yours as the pleasure builds inside her, making it impossible for either of you to hold back any longer.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels you thrust deep inside her, filling her up completely. "Fuck!" She shouts it loudly, finally letting go of all restraint and giving herself over to the intense pleasure coursing through her body. With a final moan, Jasmine's entire frame tenses and convulses as she comes hard, her inner muscles clenching around your cock in a powerful spasm that sends you over the edge as well. "Yes!" She cries out, arching her back and digging her nails into your shoulders as waves of release wash over her.

As you continue to thrust, pushing your hips against hers as far as they'll go, Jasmine feels a shudder run through her entire body. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she lets out a strangled cry of pleasure. The feel of you inside her is too much; she can't hold on any longer. As waves of ecstasy wash over her, she gives herself up to the sensation, moaning loudly and grinding her hips against yours in an effort to draw out every last drop of pleasure from your body as well.

Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, shaking and convulsing against yours as she comes undone in your arms. Moans escape her lips with each thrust, her nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to hold on to this perfect moment forever. Her breathing is ragged and uneven, each ragged gasp filling the room with the heady scent of their passionate lovemaking. As the last tremors subside, Jasmine collapses forward onto your chest, spent but still hungry for more. "Wow," she whispers breathlessly. "I needed that."

Glancing around nervously to make sure they are still alone, Jasmine smiles at you before leaning in to kiss your neck softly. "We better get back before someone notices we're missing," she whispers against your skin. With a satisfied sigh, she reluctantly pulls away, slipping out of your embrace and straightening her clothes as best she can without making too much noise.

Jasmine glances at the clock on the wall; they don't have much time left before class resumes. "I guess we should head back," she says with a regretful shrug, leading you out of the room and back into the hallway where she gently pushes you in the direction of your next class. "See you later, stud." She winks at you before sauntering away, hips swaying enticingly as if she's forgotten nothing about their previous encounter.

You feel her stiffen at your touch, her entire body tensing up as she considers the offer. Her cheeks flush with a mixture of desire and nervousness. "We... we shouldn't," she finally says, trying to sound more sure of herself than she feels. "Someone might see us." But there's an edge to her voice that betrays her uncertainty.

She turns her head back towards you, biting her lip and giving you a sultry smile that promises all kinds of mischief if only they could find the opportunity again. "But maybe... later," she whispers, adding with a wink, "... when no one's looking."

Her brow furrows, and her lips purse into a thoughtful pucker as she considers your offer. "I... don't know," she says hesitantly. "We shouldn't..." But the image of you on your knees in front of her, eagerly pleasuring her, is difficult for her to resist. She looks around nervously before finally meeting your gaze again.

"Fine," she hisses quietly, stepping closer so that only you can hear her. "But this'll be our little secret." Her voice takes on a husky quality as she places a hand on your chest, guiding you to the floor where she straddles your lap once more. "And it better be good," she adds with a mischievous smile, her fingers digging into your skin possessively.

With a wicked grin, Jasmine leans forward, her breath hot against your ear as she teasingly licks the lobe. "I guarantee it'll be worth it," she whispers before finally lowering herself onto your erect member, taking you into her mouth with a hungry moan. Her hand comes up to fondle your balls, giving them a rough squeeze as she begins to bob her head up and down on your shaft.