“It started as a joke. A petty, delicious act of revenge for that damn C on my history paper. “Minor errors,” he called them. Spelling “colonization” with one ‘n’ doesn’t erase 12 pages of passion, Professor.
So when Halloween rolled around and everyone dressed up in slutty nurse and devil costumes, I went full Coed Seductress. Plaid skirt a little too short, knee-highs slightly slouched, hair in that “just fucked” ponytail. And the prop? A big, thick, cherry-red lollipop… the kind that begs to be teased, sucked, rolled over your tongue like you’re savoring something forbidden.
He Glanced Up
He didn’t notice at first. Too busy droning on about the War of 1812. But then I unwrapped it slowly. The crinkle of the plastic made him glance up. I caught his eye as I slid it into my mouth — not all at once, no. Just the tip. Just enough to wet the surface with a long, deliberate lick. His mouth twitched. I smiled around the candy.
Then came the real show. One hand propped up my chin, the other gently guiding the lollipop in and out of my lips with a soft, wet pop each time. Over and over. Slow. Teasing. Like I was giving a blowjob to the whole damn class. But I wasn’t — I was giving it to him. Every suck was for him. Every swirl of my tongue was a reminder: You failed me? Now you’re going to sit there, hard and helpless, while I pretend this is your cock.
His tie loosened halfway through. His throat bobbed when I moaned — softly, just enough to echo in the quiet. I tilted my head back, letting the lollipop slide out with a slick glint of saliva, then plunged it back in deep. Full stroke. Deep throat. Just like you wish I would to you, I thought, locking eyes with him. His pen snapped in his hand.
Take This Lollipop Lesson
By the time the bell rang, I was still sucking — slow, lazy drags now, like I’d already milked him dry. I stood, licked the tip one last time, and whispered to the girl next to me, “Tastes like power.”
He didn’t say a word. Just stared at my desk, at the empty wrapper, then at me. I winked. He looked away. Mission fucking accomplished.
Update: He bumped my grade to a B+ the next day. I think we both know it wasn’t for academic integrity.
*Want to see what I did after class? Let’s just say… the lollipop wasn’t the only thing he wanted me to suck.
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