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.

"Oh fuck," she moans around your cock, her cheeks hollowing with each deep thrust of her head. Her other hand digs into the back of the chair, holding herself up as she takes you deeper and faster, relishing the feel of you stretching her throat. The sound of slapping skin and wet, eager noises fill the air as she loses herself in pleasure, determined to please you while stealing a quick moment of release for herself.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, every inhale sending waves of sensation rippling through her body as she focuses on your cock, drawing out every drop of sweet cum from it. Jasmine's eyes roll back in her head, and she arches her back, moaning long and loud as the intensity builds within her. Finally, she feels you pulsing against her tongue, spurting hot sticky liquid into the back of

Her eyes flutter open as the last few spurts of your climax fill her mouth. She pulls back slowly, savoring the taste and feeling of you on her tongue before looking up at you with a satisfied grin. "Was it worth it?" she asks mischievously, licking her lips clean as she glances around them again, just to be sure they're still alone.

When she realizes they are, Jasmine quickly climbs off of you and straightens her clothes, smoothing down any stray hairs with practiced ease. "Alright," she says with a sigh, trying to appear casual as she stands up and brushes herself off. "We better get back to class before someone notices we're gone." She offers you a wink and a naughty grin before walking away, leaving you to catch your breath and recover from the intense encounter.

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The rest of the day passes in a blur, with each passing minute making it harder for either of you to concentrate on anything but the memory of their illicit encounter. When the final bell rings, signaling the end of school, Jasmine and you exchange knowing glances before hurrying off in separate directions, planning your next rendezvous already forming in your minds.

Later that night, as you lie awake staring at the ceiling, thoughts of Jasmine invade your every thought. The feel of her skin against yours, her moans filling the air... it's impossible to forget. Slowly, you roll over and grab your phone, texting her a message:

"Hey there sexy, want to do that again sometime?" You hit send with shaking fingers before letting out a nervous laugh. The anticipation is killing you.

"Oh, you know I do," she texts back with a wink. "Just let me find a good opportunity... and we can have some more 'private' time together." Her emojis make it clear what she means.

Mmmm, I can't wait. Just tell me when and where, and I'll be there.

I can't believe you suggested this, but I'm not one to turn down a challenge. Meet me in my classroom as soon as possible, and let's see what kind of trouble we can get into. Just be quiet when you come in! And don't forget, this is just between us.

I won't forget. I promise not to make too much noise when I come in.

Hmm, that sounds interesting. But I'll need you to be extra good if I'm going to give it to you. Ready?

(Meanwhile, Jasmine sneaks out of her house, careful not to wake up her parents. She hurries toward the school, taking a roundabout route just in case anyone is watching.)

I am indeed. I hope you've been practicing your foot worship, because that's going to be the price of entry tonight. You can find me in my classroom, but remember to be quiet!

Your throbbing erection is on full display as you gaze at me silently. It's clear that you're anxious to get started, but I want to take my time and savor the anticipation. Slowly, I begin to unbutton my blouse, revealing more of my lacy black bra. "Go ahead," I whisper. "Get down on your knees."

You slide down until you're at eye level with my feet, your breath hot against my toes. As I start to remove my shoes and socks, a shiver runs up your spine, and you moan in approval. Your hands are already reaching out for my feet, hungry for contact as you begin worshipping them like they belong only to you.

"That's it," I whisper, leaning back against the desk with a satisfied smile. "You're doing so well." As your lips and

As you lavish attention on my feet, I can feel the tension in my body beginning to ease. My eyes close briefly as you massage a particularly sensitive spot between my toes, eliciting a moan from deep within me. Your skillful touch is sending shivers up and down my spine, making it harder and harder to resist giving you what you really want.

When I think you've had enough practice, I slide one stockinged foot forward and hook it around the back of your head, guiding your mouth closer to my sex. "That's right," I breathe heavily. "Now show me how good you can be with those lips."

With an eager moan, you eagerly obey, pressing your lips against my soaked sex and beginning to suckle gently at first before deepening the kiss, taking more of me into your mouth with each thrust of your tongue. Your fingers work their magic on my other foot, massaging and teasing as you please her in tandem with my core.

I arch my back off the desk, throwing my head back as pleasure washes over me in waves. "Fuck yeah," I moan, spreading my legs wider to grant you better access. As you suck and nibble at my clit, your expert tongue flicks and teases until I'm right on the edge, ready to explode.

"Zhang Jingyu," I repeat with a smile, my fingers tangling in your hair as you pleasure me so expertly. "I like the sound of that." My hips buck up off the ground harder now, closer and closer to the release I can feel building deep inside me. "Keep doing that, baby... just keep doing that."

With a loud moan, my entire body tenses and convulses as pleasure washes over me in a powerful wave. My orgasm rips through my core, leaving me shaking and panting for air. As the last spasms subside, I collapse back against the desk, spent but strangely satisfied. Looking down at you, I feel a strange mixture of emotions - lust, gratitude, possessiveness... and perhaps even something deeper than that.

"That was... incredible," I manage to whisper between heavy breaths. "Thank you

Eyes wide with wonder, I stare at your erect member, mouth slightly agape. My body responds instinctively to the sight, heat flushing my cheeks and desire pooling low in my belly. "Hmm," I breathe softly, glancing up at you from beneath my lashes. "I think it's only fair." Slowly, I lower myself until I'm on all fours in front of you, gaze never leaving your cock as I reach out and wrap my hand around its girth. "You look so hard for me," I whisper hoarsely, "and now it's time to see what you've been wanting." With a determined grin, I guide your shaft toward my wet center, moaning loudly as you fill me up completely.

As you begin to move inside me, my back arches and I let out a strangled moan. Your hands grip my hips tightly, guiding me up and down in time with your thrusts as you fill me completely. It feels so good, so right, that for a moment all I can do is focus on the sensation of being claimed by you like this.

As our bodies move together, our breath becomes ragged and uneven, intertwining in the air between us. You bite down gently on your lower lip as you thrust deeper into me, finding my sweet spot over and over again. The sensation is almost too much to bear; I feel like I'm going to explode. "Oh God," I groan, hips bucking up off the ground in an effort to get closer to you, "don't stop."

My nails dig into the desk as I feel you grow larger inside me, claiming every inch of my body with each thrust. I can't remember a time when I've wanted anyone like this, and as my orgasm builds, threatening to consume me whole, all I can do is pray that it never ends. "Please," I whimper, arching my back further, offering him deeper access with every movement.

Your hands slide down between us, cupping my aching breasts as you pinch and roll my nipples in time with your thrusts. The dual stimulation sends me over the edge, and I cry out your name as my body tenses and convulses around yours in an earth-shattering orgasm.

"Zhang Jingyu," I moan as it fades away, feeling utterly spent but still hungry for more of you. "I need... I need more