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Part 2 of math teacher Kai Anderson that picks right up on the cliffhanger the first one left off on 👀

Kai Anderson, Your Math Teacher (Part 3)

Summary- Mr Anderson, desperate for untraceable way to tutor you, finds a way for you to learn your lesson in a way that pleases both of you.

Warnings- LEGAL age gap (the reader is 18+), teacher x student, manipulation, Kai Andereson, filming, masturbating.

Words- 4.1k

You may want to read this part 2 to know everything!

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You pressed your fingers against your clit and rubbed in circles, mimicking the pace that Kai stroked himself on the screen. Your phone rested against your laptop screen, recording you as you laid with your legs spread and your shorts moved to the side, exposing your bare pussy.

Kai’s moaning quickly became nothing but background noise, as you filled the room with noises of your own. Your family was downstairs, and you had to limit yourself, but the sound of his grunts as he approached orgasm had more control of your body than you did. The sounds tingled through your legs, making you literally drip arousal.

You circled your clit quicker, making your laptop and phone shake slightly. Arousal was drooling down to your ass, picking up the light from the window and being the star of the video. Despite how much you wanted to make the video good for him, his voice and masturbating sounds turned you on immensely.

You grab a fistful of the sheets with your unoccupied hand, before quickly letting go and attaching it to your boob instead. You squeezed it, putting your nipple between your fingers and tugging. Your other hand got sloppy and tired, but you didn’t care as your legs began jittering in anticipation for release. Kai’s video was coming to an end, and what played was the last 10 seconds of him cumming, groaning your name over and over, stroking himself even after orgasm when he’s sensitive. The sound of him grunting your name – as if he was saying ‘Damn Y/N, you did this to me – was the green light for you to cum.

Your legs shook and your pussy pulsated, but you kept going, trying to imitate Kai in the video. Continuing to rub when you were so sensitive was difficult but electrifying. Your legs tried to close multiple times in protest, but you forced them open, now stroking your clit with you all of your fingers, while you still had the energy.

Panting, you look straight up at the ceiling, praying to your own personal God (Kai Anderson) that the video captured at least a fraction of the pleasure you just felt. And after a second to catch your breath and stop tingling, it was the moment of truth.

You watched back the video and much to your surprise – sulked. The video was barely a minute long, and what you could hear more than your moans where Kai’s moans in the video. You were so desperate and excited that your legs kept shaking the camera, making the video crappy to watch. You were so exhausted, that was the strongest and best orgasm you’ve ever had. Shame Kai turned you on so much, that it only lasted 47 seconds.

You put your phone down and gently swiped your hand up your pussy, collecting all the left-over wetness that wasn’t staining your shorts or bed. Your clit was swollen purple, just as worn out as your arm was after tonight’s fire session.

You couldn’t possibly record any more today, too tired to even sit up straight, but you and Kai had a routine now. You couldn’t… or rather really didn’t want to turn up in school tomorrow and show him something as underwhelming as this. He told you himself that you were the only thing left that could make him cum, and he proved it too. You couldn’t show him this.

You lazily reached over to your nightstand and took your cable, plugging in your phone to your laptop to put the shitty video on the USB drive anyway. While you were there, you desperately wanted to make yourself a copy of Kai’s erotic video, but you were terrified of somebody finding it or seeing it. Once your new video was on the drive, you deleted it from your phone, too scared to keep it.

The next day was… strange.

You planned to avoid him. Not smile at him in the corridor should you see him, not answer any questions in class, do everything you could to not attract attention to yourself. You didn’t want to tease him and occupy his mind too much if you didn’t have what he wanted. You knew more than anybody that being teased sucked.

You packed your school things and tried to remember a time when the main reason to go to school was to learn and see your friends, not daydream about a man a decade older than you. Once you were dressed and thought you had everything, you left out the front door and walked to school.

But planning to not attract attention didn’t work out well for you when you arrived late for your first lesson: maths. You slowly opened the door, glancing around to see that everybody is already sat down and looking down at their notebooks, despite only being 9:06.

You walk towards your seat – at the front of the class – and quickly sit down, sliding down, trying to hide. Although none of your classmates gave your tardy a second thought, you couldn’t hide from the person who really mattered.

Kai looks up from his desk in front of you, briefly looking you up and down.

“Why are you late?”, he asks bluntly. Your heart dropped into your stomach, and you smile at him sweetly.

“I’m sorry”

“Does that answer my question?”, he replies, standing up. He was never this strict with anybody when they were late. Kai, out of all of your teachers, cared the least. He was stern in his own way, but he mostly came every day just to do his job and leave.

“I-”, you hesitated. “Uh”

Kai looked at you with a slightly agitated expression. Your entire face burned as you stared at him apologetically knowing that you weren’t going to say what he wanted to hear. But how could you tell him in front of the whole class that the reason you were late was because you had to run back home to collect the flash drive, that he may ask for?

Your shuffled in your seat, feeling everybody’s eyes on you. But you didn’t care about them, just him. He looked down at you with his almost black eyes before waving his hand once.

“We’ll discuss this later”, he finally put you out of your misery. You try to relax in your seat, but stay tense for the remainder of the lesson.

Kai acted as if he were so mad at you, that he couldn’t even look at you. He completely ignored you the entire lesson and it made you feel like he was disappointed in you, which was the worst feeling in the world. Your mind wandered to the underwhelming video on the USB, knowing you couldn’t even redeem yourself.

When the class was over and everybody stood up to leave, you quickly packed your things and wanted to get lost in the crowd to leave with everybody else. But Kai spotted you.

“Y/N”, he said in a deep voice, like a warning.

You froze in your step and walked to his desk, perching against it nervously whilst the two of you waited for everybody to leave.

Once it was just the two of you, you looked up at him, ready to be yelled at. But that didn’t happen.

“Do you have the flash drive, little lamb?”, he asks quietly, organising papers on his desk. He notices how you’re taken back in surprise. He smiles softly and steps closer to you.

“I had to wait the whole weekend”. He puts his hand on your thigh and leans in closer, waiting for you to say something.

Any words you wanted to say were lost in the minimal air between you. You quivered your lips, making sounds but saying nothing, distracted by his breath on your face. The second he notices, he brushes his lips past yours.

“Did you record something for me?”, he whispers, but against your lips, it sounds loud. You close your eyes, the sensation of his chapped lips against yours making you squirm in your seat a little. With his lips against yours and his hand inching up your thigh, you felt like the first time you were near him. The scene played out the same, but this time your heart wasn’t beating as fast. Your feet felt a little more on the ground.

You slip your hand into the pocket of your jacket, wanting to retrieve what Mr Anderson wanted and then run out. But you felt around your pocket, not feeling the small flash drive you knew was in there. Or rather, hoped. You stood straight, not leaning against the desk anymore and instead standing so close to Kai you could feel the natural bulge of his pants against your lower stomach.

You turn your head to look back at your desk, anticipating the drive to be on the floor near where you sat. But with every passing second you couldn’t feel it in your pocket, your chest began to feel fuzzy, not knowing who could pick it up.

“Everything alright?”, Kai asked softly. He put his hand on your shoulder, encouraging you to look at him. When you did, your glossy panicked eyes made him step back.

He put his hand in the other pocket of your jacket, filling it with his large hand and taking it out to hold the red drive.

“Looking for this?”

The relief of not having lost the USB only stayed with you for a second. Instead, his cocky expression of knowing everything about you more than you did made you shuffle your feet awkwardly. The confidence radiating off his smirk made you warm.

“Go to your next lesson, angel”

He slipped the device in a pocket on the inside of his blazer and sat back down at his desk. You hated that he dictated when the conversation was over. You felt as though you had no control over when you were talking to your teacher and when you were talking to Kai.

You stayed next to his desk, watching him type his password into his computer and start looking at his timetable. He completely ignored you, but he knew you were there. He did it on purpose. By giving you the exact attention you needed only when he wanted it, you knew you’d keep coming back for more.

But you didn’t budge. You hated what was on that flesh drive and felt a strong urge to warn him. You didn’t want to disappoint him again. But when you parted your lips to speak, he beat you to it.

“Next lesson, angel”, he repeated with his deep voice. The things that voice did to you.

You stood up straight and walked out of his class, completely lost. Everything was now in his control and there was nothing you could do about it.

That night, in bed, you dared to touch yourself. You were still trying to deal with the embarrassment of coming undone so quickly and thought that you should save yourself for him.

The next day, the lesson was normal. You went in and avoided eye contact. You did your work sheet and despite not understanding how to plot the equation on the graph, you weren’t going to ask. You tried your best to draw a graph from your knowledge, and then placed the sheet on his desk as you walked to the door.

Kai placed his fingers over your graph and glanced over the axis.

“Which is the y axis, Y/N?”

You slowed down in your step but kept walking.

“The horizontal line”

Kai spoke with leadership in his voice. “Look at me when I speak to you”

Your heart stopped. You turned on your heels to face him and let people walk around you.

“The horizontal line, sir”, you stumbled in your words.

Kai inhaled and put your sheet to the side. He looked at you and sighed, “Go to your next lesson”. You had a 50% chance, but you got it wrong.

Being at home without Kai sucked, and every day without knowing what he thought about your video sucked even more.

Everyday for the rest of the week you didn’t touch yourself. You felt ashamed to. You laid in bed every night, squirming your legs between your sheets. Until Friday.

On Friday, Kai seemed different. He had an extra bounce in his step, he was extra outgoing with his students. He explained things in a more fun and friendly way. He seemed to care more. He was more present in his class as a teacher. But not only.

His cheerful disposition was infectious, so when the lesson ended, you packed your things slowly and was one of the last people to leave.

“Y/N!”, Kai walked over to your desk, for a change. “Just the person I wanted to see”

Kai smiled at you and perched at the edge of your desk. Though you already stood in front of him, he spread his legs a little and turned his head. Once he checked that all the students left his class and the door was shut, he put his hands on your waist and pulled you between his legs.

The proximity made your face redden. He kept his hands rested on your hips and his eyes wandered up and down your body. They locked on your hips, that he previously described to you as your child-bearing hips.

“I have something for you”, he spoke softly. You didn’t know he was expecting a response until his eyes peeled off your hips and looked at you. It was the first time he looked up at you and you noticed the care pouring out of his eyes.

“I think I know what it is”, you replied quietly. He smiled.

He took the red pen drive out of his inside pocket and slid it into your hand, pressing your fingers to wrap tightly around it. You held it close and put it in your pocket, barely being able to contain your excitement. Not only did his compliments and attention consume you, but you now knew that the blip of the last video didn’t make him lose interest in you.

“It should help you with your recent struggles”, he said lastly before standing up.

You stayed close to him and furrowed your eyebrows in thought. Which struggles? A soft exhale of amusement at your expression left Kai’s nose, and he put a finger under your chin to make you look up at him.

When your eyes met his, you relaxed your face and let his fingers hold you. He slowly leant down and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. His lips felt glossier but spicer than usual. You sucked in your lips to savour the taste of his kiss and he put his hand on your shoulder to dismiss you. You walked towards the door with him, his hand never leaving your shoulder.

When you turned around whilst walking in the corridor to look back at Kai one more time, to your innocent wave, he replied with a wink.

You couldn’t wait to go home.

Once in your room, you impatiently rubbed the tip of the USB against the tight hole of your laptop, frustrated that it didn’t go in. You flipped it once and plunged it in whole.

You double clicked the folder, and was met with the familiar white background of the private folder. But instead of having a video or photo like usual, you were met with a file with the ending .wav.

You curiously opened the file, realising it is an audio file. You clicked volume up on your laptop twice.

Unexpectedly, Kai spoke. Not gasped or moaned, but spoke.

‘Little Lamb, I know you’ve been having troubles recently, but that’s what I’m here for’

You sat still listening to Kai’s voice, unsure of what’s to come.

‘Daddy can help you last’

Kai’s nickname for himself made your heart skip a beat. His dark voice made your thighs tingle already.

‘Just do what I say, I know you’re so obedient for me’

Though nobody was there to see it, you nodded. You could hear Kai’s smile in the next sentence. Or smirk, rather.

‘Get a pillow for me, a fluffy pillow’

Kai paused for a second. You shuffled your laptop forward and looked behind you, taking the pillow on which you rest your head. Laying it on your lap, you slap it a few times, to make it fluffy.

‘Lay it down vertically in front of you’, he ordered, ‘Do you remember which way is vertical, little lamb?’

You huff at the comment and lay the pillow straight in front of you, giving it another slap.

‘Now, start recording for me’

“Oh!”. You weren’t expecting that.

You pause the audio and take your phone, resting it on your laptop to record you. You settle for the back camera, not only because the quality is better, but because you don’t want to see yourself right now. That’s for Mr Anderson to see. You press the space bar.

‘Take your top off’, he said. ‘And those pants, too’

Kai’s deep sensual voice guided you, being much softer now that you’re recording, but still very firm in his word. You wondered how much he had planned.

‘Touch your chest’, he coaxed you. ‘Show Daddy what you do when he’s not around’

You unhooked your bra and threw it on the ground. You slide your hands from the outside of your chest on either side, grabbing your boobs in front of you, squishing them together for the camera. You knead them softly, and close your eyes. It was almost difficult to remember what you usually did to your own body when nobody was around, but Kai brought out confidence in you.

You stuck your tongue out, and ran your pointer finger against it, collecting saliva. You circled your wet finger around your nipple making it stand hard. With your eyes still closed, you imagined Kai’s mouth latched onto you.

‘Now baby, listen closely’

Kai’s dark voice send shivers down your spine. You could already feel the arousal slipping out of you and pooling in your cotton panties.

‘Take everything off, but leave those soaked panties where they are’

You loved the confidence in his voice as he assumed you were wet for him already, but also hated that he was right. The cockiness with which he spoke about your body made it feel like it was his. Even through the screen he knew what buttons to press.

‘Fold that pillow in half for me, make a little… mountain’

You looked down at pillow in front of you and did as you were told.

‘Nooow’, Kai dragged out the vowel and inhaled impatiently. ‘Spread those pretty legs for Daddy’

Blood rushed to your cheeks as you finally caught on. You uncrossed your legs and spread them open, showing your panties to the camera before slowly hovering over the pillow. You’ve never humped anything before, so you waited for more guidance. You were his obedient little lamb, after all. You weren’t here to guess what to do.

‘Put your hands on your thighs, I wanna see those titties’

You bit your bottom lip. You thighs felt like they were on fire with the warmth coming from between them.

‘Drag your pretty pussy forward on that pillow’

Every filthy spit that Kai did on the p’s, made you feel indecent. You felt lighter in your chest like you were doing something wrong obeying him so quietly.

‘And backwards’

You dragged your clothed pussy against the pillow. After a few minutes of being soaked, and a week of waiting for his attention, even the minimal contact that the pillow provided felt amazing. The sensation of your clit being rubbed against the fabrics felt made your core feel hotter.

‘Imagine it’s my thigh, little lamb’

Kai’s dirty words lingered with you. You could feel his eyes on you though they weren’t there. You felt as though he was in the room with you. You closed your eyes and pictured straddling his lap, while he sits at his chair in his office. The two of you behind closed doors. The peak of the pillow rubbing your clit like it was his firm clothed thigh.

‘Picture my hands on your pretty little thighs, guiding you’

You humped your pillow in repetitive rhythm, pushing down further against the pillow for more contact. Your mind wandered to Kai’s hands on your hips earlier today, pushing you forwards and backwards on his lap as you hump his thigh.

‘Daddy needs to trust you that you won’t let loose too quickly’

You dropped your head as you whimpered at the feeling, desperate to focus on his words but not being able to stop rubbing yourself against the pillow.

‘We wouldn’t want that to happen again, would we?’

Your face turns completely red in embarrassment at his degradation. An awkward giggle slips out of you.

‘I can feel how wet you are through my pants, angel’

You thrust against the pillow, frustrated whines spilling past your lips at the feeling. You didn’t just want more, you needed more. Thrusting against the pillow peak made your pussy pulse. The maddening rhythm only causing you to soak through your underwear but didn’t give you enough to bring you closer to the edge.

‘I can feel your little clit pulsating on my thigh, you filthy girl’

The lewd nickname made you audibly moan. You stick your hands out in front of you, to have more balance to drag your burning pussy against the pillow with as much raw desire as you have in you.

‘Now, I’m gonna count to three’

You whimper out a sound of desperation, knowing that despite dripping arousal, you couldn’t cum from this little contact. You wanted to, believe me, you tried. But the pillow wasn’t enough. You humped the pillow with your thighs closer together, hoping for a harsher rub.

‘And on three, you will stop moving completely’

You have to force your eyes open. You look down at the pillow, seeing the wet stain on the grey pillowcase. Your thighs moved themselves. You didn’t want to stop.

‘I’m not there to enforce it, but I know you’re obedient’

“Daddy”. The breathy whine sounded like a child in timeout. You weren’t ready to stop. You looked forward at the audio file that only had 30 seconds left. Your pussy felt on fire with how quickly you humped. “I don’t wanna”, you complained. Tears prickled your eyes at how desperately horny you were. Your panties were drenched but you had to stop.

‘Three’

“Nooo”, you cry out.

‘Two’

You pressed down on the pillow as hard as you could, jittering forward and backward.

‘And, one, stop’

You straightened your knees up, now almost on all fours, with your pussy still squirming, jiggering forwards in aftershocks but with no contact on the pillow. Your thighs clenched together, bringing no satisfaction.

‘Good girl’, Kai praised on the video, with not an ounce of hesitation in his voice. You stayed on your hands and knees, trying to catch your breath. His praise tingled at your tired thighs.

You sat down on your bed slowly, the feeling of the cool sheets on your wet core making you shiver.

‘I think you earned something, hm?’, his lustful mysterious voice teases. ‘Go on Omegle and type in your name, I’ll be waiting’

The audio file finishes and goes back to the beginning.

“Huh?”, you exhale in surprise. You turn off recording on your phone and watch it save.

You hadn’t gone on Omegle in years, but you type in the website and click on it. Kai must’ve figured that to be the only way for the two of you to video call without having any traces.

You type in your first and last name in the common interests. The video takes a few seconds to buffer, and before you know it, there is your distracted math teacher, clearly looking at a different screen on his desk. It was so weird seeing him in ordinary clothes. A plain black tshirt.

You timidly waved at the screen to get his attention. He looked at you and smiled. He pulled down his gaming mic closer to him.

“I’m your teacher… it’s my job to help you with your struggles”, he spoke quietly. “Have you learned which way is vertical?”

You suck in your bottom lip and nod.

“Very good”, he praises. He looks at you closely, the screen just ending before he can see your tits. He looks down at the bottom of the screen, as if he can see through you.

“And have you learned to control yourself?”

You awkwardly exhale in embarrassment. It was different to hear his sexy voice and to see him talk to you. You bite your lip to hide your nervous smile and nod again.

“Well then”, he leans back. “I guess you deserve a treat”

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