"It's a nice day Professor," Wendy said the other day. I knew she was up to something when she called me Professor instead of Larry. The only time she called me Professor was when we were in class or about to "go to bed" or wherever else we could find to exchange fluids.

I was almost done grading papers for the day. I hate grading papers but it comes with the job. I always tell myself that if I work diligently then I'll be rewarded. Up until the last several months that had never really happened. I was rubbing my eyes, noticing the ink stains on my fingers from writing grades and comments on papers when Wendy came bouncing into the classroom. Was this my reward for the day? For the week? More?

She was wearing her saddle shoes and striped socks from what I could tell. Maybe red and white? Hard to tell. We used to call them bell-bottom jeans, but I'm sure there's a modern term for them. They were low-rise on her and hugged her hips tightly. As she walked toward me and I tried to stay focused on work, I could see her navel and a substantial portion of the territory between belly-button and pleasure zone. She was wearing a light blue denim long sleeve shirt, buttoned only at the breast. Under that it looked like a white lacey garment that came to just above her belly-button. The shirt fit her contours well. 110 pounds never came packaged that well before. My cock was definitely distracted.

"I said it's a nice day isn't it Professor," she repeated.

"Yes, it is," I said, trying to finish the paper before me. For some reason the temperature had risen 20 degrees or more and it was 50 instead of 30 the last couple days. A lot of snow had thawed away.

"You're ignoring me. Maybe I'll leave?" she pouted.

"No, I just want five minutes and then you get all the attention," I said, glancing up at her eyes.

She looked over her shoulder to make sure no one had come into the room. "I want to play" she said, licking her lips slowly. She looked so good in those red pigtails and I caught myself imagining holding those while she sucked me off. A drop of pre-cum forced its way out of my cock.

I really wanted to finish those papers. Then I'd be free to play or whatever. Screw the whatever, I wanted to play too.

"The weather is so warm, isn't it Professor," she asked, swaying slowly toward me. I was having considerable difficulty in focusing on my work.

"Yeah, it's warm," I said, trying desperately to finish this paper. Then there would only be three more to do.

"I'm warm too," Wendy said. Her clear-polished nails and fingers ran through my hair gently. I felt her breath in my ear. I was breathing a little heavier all of a sudden.

"Was that a difficult assignment for the class Professor?" She twirled a lock of my graying hair in her slender fingers.

"Eh, not too hard" I commented.

"Would you give me a hard assignment Professor?" she cooed.

My cock was bursting at the seams of my underwear. "You've got a lot of energy today don't you?"

"Yes. I want to go for a walk with you," she said, moving to a seat beside my desk.

Just another page, and then check the format of the bibliography, and I could grade this paper.

"Man, these things are too tight," Wendy said as she sat down. "I better unsnap them" she whispered as her pants opened and she sat down. I could see red daisies on her pale blue panties.

"I've got new panties-do you like them?" she smiled at me. "Undo your pants and let me see your panties," she smirked. "That's only fair."

"You're very naughty today," I scolded her.

"Yes I am. We should probably think of some punishment, right?"

Oh fuck it, I thought. I wrote the words "Needs improvement but is better than last time-B" on the paper and considered myself done grading. Those other three could be done later without taking much time.

"All right, I'm done. You have my undivided attention young lady." She hates it when I call her that. She'd rather be called dirty names than young lady.

"Well, you won't get any play if you keep calling me that," she said.

I checked to confirm we were alone before saying "Okay you tight little piece of ass, what do you want to do?"

"That's better Professor. I want to take a walk, with you. Come on now." She stood up and her pants didn't follow her all the way to her feet. She pulled them up from mid-thigh and snapped them again. "Whoops!"

"You're in a rare mood today."

"Yes I am. Don't forget our leash," she commented and pointed to the desk drawer where the studded collar and small leash was hidden. She'd given me those a few months before and I had received a few high quality blowjobs using the leash arrangement.

We slipped out the side door, got in the van and drove away from campus. I didn't know where we were going. I just wanted into that red-trimmed snatch, and to explode a cum rocket into her mouth.

"Give me a little while we drive" I asked her.

"I'm not that kind of girl," she teased.

"Yes you are," I laughed. "You love to suck cock and have your cunt fucked."

"Don't forget my ass! So yeah, I am that kind of girl, but I'm not giving you any yet."

"You are going to get spanked so hard-"

"Promises, promises," she taunted me. "Turn here," she directed.

Shit, this was one of the main parks in town and she was having me drive right in. What was she thinking we could do in broad daylight here?

"Park the car, turn the ignition off and let's go," she said. A moment later I had accomplished all that, and she was fastening the studded collar around her throat and handing me the leash. She had grabbed the blanket I keep in the van.

"C'mon Stud, let's go out on the doggy path and breed," she called back over her shoulder.

There were a few people around, but being early afternoon and school kids being busy, not a lot of traffic. Still I was glad that this wasn't a part of town that I was known in.

I followed her swaying denim ass and she led the way into the park. My God she knew how to rotate that ass in those tight jeans.

After a moment I stepped closer and closed my hands on her tits from behind, feeling Wendy's nipples harden in my fingers. I rubbed my cock up against her ass. "Not yet," she said, pulling away.

A moment later I reached out and grabbed that sweet little ass. I squeezed it gently but with a firm grasp. She slapped my hand away. "Not yet."

She was going to get so fucked when "yet" came. This teasing, yes-no thing was building a monster load in my loins.

We walked another five minutes. A chilly breeze started to blow.

"Maybe we should head back to the van, it's starting to get colder" I suggested.

"No," she looked back and said. "I'll keep your important parts warm Professor," she teased.

From where we were, at the edge of some trees and an open area, the highway overpass was 200 meters away.

"Well I'm cold now," I said.

"You're holding the leash, do something about it," she said, sticking her tongue out at me.

"If you're going to stick that tongue out, it better be to lick my cock and balls Bitch" I said sternly.

"Make me," she said.

"Naughty slut!"

"What do you propose doing with a naughty whore Professor?"

"Spanking her and fucking her. Both hard."

She dropped the blanket to the ground. "Right here and right now," she smirked at me, kneeling to spread the blanket out.

Oh well. Live dangerously. I'd fucked her on the dinner train not too long ago with 50 people in the next car.

"Get over here," I commanded her. She dropped her eyes as if she had hurt feelings. "Bend over," I directed. I slapped her on her denim ass five or six times.

"That doesn't hurt at all. I'm not getting what I deserve," she teased me.

I unsnapped her pants and yanked them down. She stepped out of them and I threw them to the side. She presented me with her ass, clad in the red-daisy on pale blue panties.

I swatted her two or three times hard. Her ass jiggled from the blows of my bare hand.

"Harder," she cried. "I want it hard. I've been bad."

I slapped her ass as hard as I could, and then I pulled the leg of her panties aside and inserted a finger to probe her cunt.

Wendy moaned as my finger entered her. She was wet, and the sweet smell of her pussy was in the air.

"Do bad girls get finger-fucked?" she said.

"For starters, yes. Now turn around here and get onto your knees slut," I said.

Wendy dropped to her knees on the blanket, still wearing the red and white striped socks, the denim shirt and white whatever, and I stood in front of her hungry mouth. In an instant she had my pants unzipped and the fabric parted.

"Your cock looks little and cold," she laughed. "Let's stick it somewhere warm and make it big enough to fuck a bad girl properly.

I thought that sounded like the best idea I'd heard all day, and a moment later her pink lips were moving past the head of my penis on the way to the base of my shaft. She came up for air a moment later, leaving a trail of slobber on my love log. "I like to mouth fuck, y'know?" she said before going down all the way on me again.

She began to probe her own pussy with one hand and guide my hands to her breasts with her other.

After I had tickled her nipples into attention I grabbed her pigtails and made my earlier fantasies come true, face-fucking her for awhile. After a few minutes she stopped.

"Your punishment isn't over yet," I pointed out.

"It's just that this big vein is popping out on your cock, and that vein always makes me cum so hard! Let's put your cock into my warm cunt, can we?"

By now the passing traffic 200 meters away had discovered something interesting going on in the park. Horns began to honk more frequently.

"Well Bitch, since you've got the collar and leash on, get on your knees and I'll fuck you doggy-style."

A moment later Wendy was moaning, enjoying the deep thrusts from behind. I groped her tits with one hand and spanked her ass cheeks with the other.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ahhh-it's so deep-so good-don't stop ever-oooh" she whispered.

"I could fuck this cunt all day long," I answered her.

"Okay-ahhh-fuck it all day Professor!"

Now the horns were really honking, and people must have stopped to watch because I could hear voices, cheering and suggestions.

"Maybe we better go somewhere more private Baby," I said, starting to pull my cock out of her tight red cunt.

"Bullshit-don't pull out-I love an audience," she said, ramming herself onto my cock forcefully.

Wendy was groaning pretty loudly a few minutes later, heading into what I guessed would be a great orgasm when I heard police sirens and on the highway overpass I saw a squad car.

"Wendy, we'd better-"

"Don't stop now Goddammit, I'm cumming-uhh, yeah, oh yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck yeah!" She vibrated beneath me, her pussy contracting and gripping my cock as if in a vice.

As she recovered, and I withdrew my cock from her I could still hear and seen a police presence in the distance.

"Okay, now we can go," she said, and we gathered up our blanket, pants and leash. We headed back into the trees and toward the van in the parking lot.

When we got within sight of the van we saw that the police were patrolling through the parking lot. I'd have to think up a pretty good story as to why my van was there, wouldn't I? Maybe when the school kids descended upon the park after school we could make our escape?

"Well, now what are we going to do?" I wondered out loud.

"You don't have any ideas?" Wendy winked at me.

Two minutes later she was leaning against a fallen log, my cock imbedded in her tight little red ass. The red of my spanking still evident on her cheeks as we groaned with a great anal fuck. We could see that the police were still sitting in the parking lot.

"Damn cops," I said, pumping Wendy's anus.

"Uh-uh-the danger-oooh-makes me more horny-yeah" Wendy said, squeezing her asshole together for my pleasure.

Wendy shivered quietly a moment later when the second of her orgasms seized her.

I sat down on a log and she crawled over to me. "It's been a nice day hasn't it?"

"It's been an interesting day," I responded.

She took my cock and ran it between her tits, squeezing my hard meat between her freckled mounds, rubbing the fuckshaft with her hard nipples. Soon my 10 inches was down her throat, rubbing her tonsils.

Oh it felt good as she licked and sucked and slurped my meat. "I love that vein," she said, licking the length of the vein on my cock.

As the police gave up waiting and started to drive away, Wendy gulped my monster load of cum, dribbling it all over her shirt and bare breasts. As she sucked up the last of the cum a few moments later and licked her fingers and my cock clean she said "I was a naughty girl today."

"And what happens to naughty girls?" I quizzed.

"You fuck me very, very hard."

Feeling like I could deliver again, I laid her down spread-eagled and fucked her slow and hard missionary style for 5 minutes and released a somewhat thinner stream of cum to drip slowly from her red pussy to stain her fancy striped socks.