("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Interfering Mom Makes the Grade by Naughty Prof. (ile5@hotmail.com) *** A bossy mom tries to influence her daughter's grade and ends up doing more than she planned. (MF, nc, rp) *** 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 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 52