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Interfering Mom Makes the Grade
by Naughty Prof. (ile5@hotmail.com)
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A bossy mom tries to influence her daughter's grade and
ends up doing more than she planned. (MF, nc, rp)
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My job teaching math at a large suburban high school is
usually pretty routine. I have some excellent kids and
some that are not so educationally focused, but overall
things are good. This past semester I was asked to
teach the AP calculus course, which would allow some of
our brightest students to earn college credit.
It was a small group of 12 students and from the
beginning it was obvious that Ally Taylor did not
belong. She was one of the popular girls, a cheerleader
and student body president who thought the world owed
her anything she wanted. Regardless of her other
activities, she could not grasp the basic concepts and
really had no business in this class.
I asked a few of the other teachers how she had made it
to AP and they all remarked that she and her mother
were such bitches that they were able to earn A's by
intimidating several teachers. I sat down with Ally one
day after class and told her that although I applauded
her effort, she was not going to earn the AP credit,
she immediately began to yell at me, screaming, "I'm
going to Brown and I need this A on my fucking
transcript, if you don't give me an A my mom will have
your job."
I responded by telling her that her test scores were
simply too low to earn credit in my class and she
stomped out, slamming the classroom door behind her.
That when the harassment began, Ally's mother, Mrs.
Taylor, a stay at home trophy wife, whose life's
ambition was to make sure her children succeeded, first
called me, demanding to know how her daughter could not
get an A in my class with all of the money she was
paying. She informed me how active she was with the PTO
and of the fact that her husband was an attorney, after
she realized I would not budge she contacted the
principle and when he supported me she went over our
heads to our board of trustee's.
When those avenues failed she sent me emails
questioning my credentials and ability, even going so
far as to call me "an affirmative action hire who
should be teaching in the ghetto". Ally remained in
class but made no pretense of learning, she just sat at
her desk either flipping me off or scowling whenever I
looked her way. Finally the calls and messages stopped
so I assumed she and her mother were done.
Late on a Friday night I was in my office grading some
papers when both of the Taylor women stormed into my
office, Mrs. Taylor's eyes were red and her speech was
slurred, she'd obviously been drinking. Ally was in her
school uniform. There had been a student awards banquet
at a nearby restaurant and they must have been driving
past the school on her way home, seen my SUV in the lot
and come in to confront me.
As I took a look at the mother, standing in front of my
desk, she did not look half bad. She was a tall
brunette, about 5'9, with an olive complexion, full
breasts and long shapely legs. She had on a simple
cream colored, toga style dress, with high-heeled
sandals that tied up just below her knees and her hair
was tied up in a nest of curls with a few strands
hanging loose.
I would have appreciated her as a beautiful woman were
she not yelling obscenities at me and accusing me of
trying to ruin her daughters life. Ally stood behind
her with her hands crossed, giving me an "I told you
so" smirk. As I listened I grew more and more fed up
with her crap and I suddenly stood up and walked over
to her, preparing to forcefully escort her out. As I
quickly moved from behind my desk and moved across the
room in a few quick steps, I noticed that she got a
nervous look in her eyes. Now I'm about 6'4, 245 pounds
and as a former athlete who still runs, I am in damn
good shape, I guess seeing this large Black man move
towards her with an angry look finally sobered her up
and she flopped into a chair in my office and shut up.
Ally took the other chair and continued to glare at me,
but she was obviously expecting her mother to be doing
more yelling.
There was no one else in the building and as I stood
over her looking down at her ample cleavage, I suddenly
realized that this pain in the ass woman needed more
than her daughters' grade changed. "Your not getting
fucked at home, are you?" I asked her in a quiet voice.
She gave me an indignant look and said "how dare you
speak to me that way, you've gone to far now." I
continued as if I hadn't heard her "I know exactly what
you need" I stepped towards her and grabbed her arm, I
placed her hand at my zipper and when I let her go she
yanked her hand back, obviously feeling my hardening
cock.
Before she could speak again I cut her off "Bitch, if
you want your daughter to get anything but an F your
going to be a lot nicer to me" she jumped up, red and
angry "Ally lets go, I'm heading to the police right
now to file a report, I'll have your job for this" and
as she started to walk past me I laughed, "With all of
the letters, emails and personal attacks you've tried
in the past month, who will believe anything you say?
I'll tell them you came here, cursed me out and left
vowing to ruin me, and to top it all off your daughter
still won't get the grade."
That stopped her dead in her tracks. "You bastard, with
Ally as a witness it'll be two against one". My
response stopped her cold; "Well that's one way to look
at, the other way is that Ally really needs an A in my
class and she realizes the only way she'll get it is if
mom puts out".
Mrs. Taylor was heading to the door when she looked
back and saw Ally hadn't budged, "Ally come on" Ally
just sat there, finally she spoke, "Mom I really need
this A to get in an Ivy League school, you and your
friends talk all the time about not getting screwed by
your husbands, maybe it won't be so bad" Mrs. Taylor
stood there with a stunned look on her face, realizing
what a selfish bitch her daughter was. I wasted no time
in closing the door and as I stepped closer to her I
hissed, "Your daughter's grade is in your hands now" I
told her "this is what you wanted and so now you're
going to have to earn her an A."
I walked up behind her began to untie the strings of
her dress, Ally started to get up and I asked her
"where the hell are you going?." "I'll wait in the car"
was her answer, "No chance, you get to sit your ass in
that chair and watch your mom get fucked" Ally sat back
down without a word. As her mother tried to stop me
from untying her dress I pushed her hands out of the
way and grabbed the back of her neck, "I'd hate to rip
this pretty dress to shreds."
Her hands fell to her sides and she began to cry, I
unties the dress and as it fell to the floor I turned
her around forced her to her knees. With her head at my
cock level I grabbed a handful of hair and wrapped it
around my hand, with a sharp yank I ordered her to pull
out my cock, she lowered my zipper and freed my rock
hard dick. I gave her hair a good yank and told her to
suck. She was tense at first, but as the tears ran down
her face she got better, I pulled my dick out and
rubbed it on her face, the pre-cum mixing with her
tears.
"Ally give me your moms phone" I reached out and took
her phone and snapped a few pictures of my rod buried
in her mothers mouth. I looked at Ally, "This sorry ass
blowjob is a D- minus at best, I need some of that MILF
pussy if you want an A". As if on cue the bitch whined"
Mom you're gonna have to let him screw you, don't mess
this up for me". With my hand still in her hair I
pulled her to her feet and bent her over my desk. I
flipped up her dress and ripped off her thong panties.
I nudged the tip of my cock against her cunt and gave
her ass a hard slap.
I continued rubbing my dick up and down her slit and
every time she sobbed she would get another hard slap
across the ass. I flipped her over as laughed "bitch
you don't get away with a quick doggie-style fuck, I'm
gonna look in your eyes while I fuck you" I grabbed her
ankles and placed them on my shoulders, she closed her
eyes and continued to sob as I plunged into her and
began banging away. I stopped to take a few more pics
and as I felt myself getting closer to cumming I pushed
her legs back further and went deeper and deeper into
her pussy.
"Please don't come in me, my husband and I are not on
any birth control" she managed to say between sobs.
I snapped a few more shots and then offered Ally a
choice; "Ally how about I cum in her ass, so you won't
end up with a black brother or sister?" Mrs. Taylor
begged, "please no, I've never done anal sex!" but
Ally, after looking uncertain for a few seconds nodded
and replied with a "Whatever."
I laughed and this seemed to finally break her, as she
stopped crying and got a dazed look on her face. With
her still on her back I pressed the head of my cock,
slick with her pussy juice against her asshole and
steadily pushed my way in, she bit her lip as I pushed
my cock deep and began to slowly move in and out, her
ass was so tight that I came in about two minutes.
I pumped load after load of hot sperm into her ass.
"Good work slut, now to seal the deal, you just need to
clean my cock with your mouth". With a resigned look
she dropped to the floor and with her eyes closed she
took my cock back into her mouth, sucking it clean, and
swallowing whatever left over matter was on my dick. I
took a few more pics and then as I dressed, I turned to
both of them.
"Since I've sent the pics to myself from your phone
Mrs. Taylor it'll seem like you took them voluntarily,
as far as I'm concerned all Ally needs to do is show up
for class and the A is hers."
Mrs Taylor had no response as she remained on her knees
in a daze. "Ally, get this bitch dressed and out of
here before I change my mind". Ally worked to quickly
dress her barely responding mother, all the while
whispering, "It's all right mom, I'm a lock for college
now."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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