This is my first bit of elit outside of audio scripts so I thought I'd post it in one of the places where I first discovered elit :) thanks for taking a look


Tags: Mf, student/teacher, daddy, large cock, cock worship, incest and cuckolding references, cumplay

"Oh my gosh." A freshmen girl interrupts her four friends who are working on a group math assignment. "Look at Mr. Smith's crotch."

"Ew, Rachel you are so gross." One of the girls whispers. They all giggle to themselves and try to subtly take a glance at the classroom teacher. The desks in the room were arranged into groups of four and Mr. Smith was standing near the desks of another group of students helping them with their work.

Mr. Smith was a well-built man of above average height with dark hair, light brown eyes and a full but short beard. He wore a polo shirt that hugged his biceps and chest muscles and a pair of khaki pants. While loose, they did not do much to hide the defined bulge that was very apparent, starting at the crotch and continuing down one side of his pants.

One of the girls, Kaitie, stared through her large, black-rimmed glasses. Her giggling was a bit phoned in as she was intently fixated on the front of the teacher's pants. While not the most promiscuous girl, she wasn't completely innocent and had seen a few penises by now. She could not conceive how a man's package could be that enormous.

Before she could figure out if this was some kind of optical illusion or if he actually had a solid object that huge in his pants one of the girls took a playful jab at her, "Ooh, I think Kaitie likes it!" Katie's mouth was agape and her eyes were wide until hearing the comment from her friend snapped her back into reality. Slightly embarrassed she smirked and said, "Oh my god. Shut up, Claire!"

Claire retorted, "What would your boyfriend say if I told him you were checking out Mr. Smith's dong like that?"

"You better not!" Kaitie responded "I'm not checking out anything!"

"Oh calm down, Kaitie." Another of the girls, Emily interjected "Hey, who can blame you? Mr. Smith is *such* a daddy."

Kaitie had never heard that term used to describe an object of desire before but when she heard Emily call Mr. Smith a "daddy" it definitely fit and her body responded. She started getting warm, began to feel her waist and pelvis get tingly and her panties were beginning to dampen. She clenched her thighs together to mitigate the feeling.

"I mean look at those arms, that beard... and that anaconda that must be hiding under those pants!" The group of girls save for Kaitie started giggling again. "You can just *tell* he knows how to handle a girl in the bed room." Emily continued partially in sincerity and partially for shock value.

"Ugh," she said "you guys are so immature!" Kaitie looked down and focused on her work despite her feelings of arousal.

After about 15 more minutes. The group section of the class ended and the students returned the desks to their normal in-line arrangement.

The teacher began lecturing on a new section of the unit. Kaitie focused on what Mr. Smith was teaching for as long as she could but it wasn't long until her attention was drawn away to a different part of the man at the front of the classroom.

Kaitie was leaning forward in her seat and had her elbows on her desk. Her head, cocked slightly to the side, was held up by both of her palms, otherwise her mouth would have been hanging open. Her jaw and eyes were completely relaxed as she became more and more focused on what was below her teachers belt. She couldn't help but be fascinated as her imagination ran wild with what the older man would look like with his pants off.

Kaitie, though she had done some sexual exploration with her boyfriend and had obviously seen things on the internet, she had never felt sexual infatuation for a man like she was feeling for her teacher. The word "daddy" kept popping up in her mind. In all this confusion and frustration she knew one thing for sure. *Mr. Smith is a daddy.*

Kaitie's mind raced. How could a word usually reserved for her father and used to describe her teacher make her so hot? How does that word fit him so well? What is it about--

"Katie…" Mr. Smith said "Kaitie!" He repeated a bit more sternly and slightly louder. Mr. Smith had began asking students to answer questions about the subject and Kaitie had not even noticed. After a moment Mr. Smith recognized what the student was being distracted by. A slight smirk formed on his face. He gave one more strict "Katie," and the girl stirred out of her entranced state realizing that the man she was just ogling had called on her.

"Yes, daddy?"

The class erupted in laughter and Kaitie's face became completely flushed to match the rest of her body. On top of that, she realized her panties were completely soaked.

"Sir! I mean, yes, sir? Yes, Mr. Smith?"

"What's the next step?" Mr. Smith pointed to a problem on the board.

Mr. Smith walked toward the center of class and stood next to Kaitie's desk. His bulge now inches away from her face.

"Umm… uh… I…" Kaitie struggled to form words with the object she's been entranced on so close to her now.

Mr. Smith leaned down toward Kaitie and said quietly, but loud enough that the other students could still make out what he was saying, "Kaitie I'd like you to see me at the end of the day please."

"Yes d-Mr. Smith!" Kaitie was completely embarrassed and receded into her chair.

For the rest of the class Kaitie felt a combination of sexual frustration and embarrassment. She was also slightly uncomfortable having a pair of completely sopping wet panties under her skirt. Math was the last block in Kaitie's school day and she could not wait for class to end so she could change out of her wet underwear into her volleyball uniform.

When the bell rang Kaitie rushed out of class and to the locker room to get ready for volleyball practice. She changed into her uniform and put her school clothes into her bag. Once ready she started toward the locker room exit that led to the gymnasium.

Before she could make it, Emily stopped her to tease her playfully "So, Kaitie, what did your "daddy" want to say to you after class? Hmm?"

Kaitie stopped and her eyes went wide, "Oh my gosh I completely forgot!" Her hearing Emily call Mr. Smith her daddy added to the flustered feeling of forgetting to see her teacher after class. She immediately turned around and ran back to Mr. Smith's room.

Kaitie stepped into the doorway to see Mr. Smith was still in his classroom at his desk grading papers. "Kaitie! I'm glad to see you made it! I see you've changed." He said with a slight smile eyeing the young girl up and down.

Kaitie stood in the door way. She wore clean white athletic tennis shoes with black socks. She had on black knee pads. Above that a small pair of black volleyball shorts covered just a few inches of her legs. The ends squeezed her thighs and created a slight valley where her shorts ended and the rest of her legs began. The waist wrapped around a taut, toned stomach. Then was her top. A tight long sleeve volleyball jersey stuck to her torso showing every curve on the young girl's body. Her tits were very well developed for her age. Her D cups looked large but still proportional on her petite body. They were pressed down and held in place by her tight jersey. A pair of dark brown eyes stared at Mr. Smith from behind her glasses and her medium length brunette hair was now gathered at the back of her head in a pony tail.

Mr. Smith got up from behind his desk and walked toward Kaitie. She tried not to focus on any particular part of Mr. Smith even though somehow the shape at the front of his pants looked even bigger than it did earlier in the day. Ultimately, she couldn't help but stare the entire time he walked toward her.

Mr. Smith passed Kaitie and shut the door behind her. "Listen Kaitie, You aren't in any trouble. You can relax." Kaitie was relieved to hear but still didn't know what to make of the situation.

"I just wanted to know if you would like to talk about what has you distracted in the classroom." Mr. Smith asked sounding sincere. He guided Kaitie over to a chair by his desk and motioned for her to sit. Mr. Smith sat on the end of his desk with one leg straight out and one going over the other side of the corner. "So, is there anything you want to talk about? what's on your mind." Mr. Smith's dick print was now directly at eye level with Kaitie and it was pressing firmly against the front of his pants.

Kaitie's gaze switched from Mr. Smith's face and his package frantically. Kaitie bit her lip involuntarily and took an extra long glare. Unable to compose herself Kaitie spoke, "Oh, it's something… I-I mean it's nothing. I've just been tired. That's all." Kaitie laughed nervously.

Mr. Smith stood and put his hand on Kaitie's shoulder. His cock was now inches from her face again. A tingling feeling shot down Kaitie's spine. She was now completely warm and wet again.
"Fffuck…" Kaitie let an obscenity slip out from under her breath.

"Are you sure it's nothing, Kaitie?" Mr. Smith asked knowingly.

Something inside Kaitie started to bend and she couldn't help herself anymore, "Actually, Sir. I think you know exactly what it is…"

"I see. Well, Kaitie, is there anything we can do to help your focus?" Mr. Smith continued.

Mr. Smith's package started to grow in his pants right in front of the young high schoolers face. Watching the bulge grow increased Kaitie's fascination with what was under her teacher’s pants.

"Please let me see it, Sir." Kaitie begged quietly and desperately "I've never wanted something so badly, sir."

Mr. Smith shifted to an innocent tone as he moved his hand from Kaitie's shoulder to the side of her face, his thumb resting on the corner of her lips. "Let you see what? I want you to say it. I want you to call me what you really want to call me." He demanded.

Whatever was bending inside Kaitie completely broke, "Please let me see it. Please. I'll do anything. Please let me see that monster. I want to see your cock… DADDY. I want to see that daddy dick."

Mr. Smith's cock twitched. "Take off my belt."

Kaitie immediately jumped at her teacher's waist and undid his belt as quickly as she could. She couldn't wait any longer and she placed her hand on the bulge that was pulsing in front of her. She didn't understand how a cock could be this thick. She started moving her hand along her cock to find the end and it seemed to go on forever. She could feel that was not completely hard and she could tell that his dick was bigger soft than any fully hard dick she'd ever seen or conceived was possible.

"Oh... my... fucking... god." She let out under her breath.

She started taking off his pants. She needed to see what she was feeling to believe it was real. "No, no." Mr. Smith interrupts, "Use your mouth."

"Yes, daddy." Kaitie held the waist of Mr. Smith's pants on either side of his button. She bit the fabric at the center of his waist and pulled vigorously until the button came free. She then bit the zipper and pulled down. She pulled on the sides of his pants until they fell and his enormous dick dangled in front of her. It still wasn't completely hard. She realized he wasn't wearing anything under his pants. She wondered if this is why his package was so much more noticeable today than it had been in the past.

She looked on in awe as his cock dwarfed her face. She loved it. She never felt desire for anything like she felt desire for her teacher's cock. Kaitie had given her boyfriend hand jobs out of a sense of duty as his girlfriend, but never felt the desire to do so. His below average sized dick didn't disgust her but it was nothing like this. This was something she wanted to do anything for. This was something she wanted.

"Kiss it", he said.

She did immediately. He didn't have to tell her. She wanted to kiss his cock. She wanted embrace his cock. She wanted to worship his cock.

She cupped the head of his dick fully with one hand and the center of his shaft with the other. She almost couldn't see her hands behind his cock. She pulled it toward her mouth and gave it a loving kiss. She pulled away and looked at it as it got harder. She held the giant against her face for a moment, then pulled away and kissed it again. She started kissing it repeatedly using more tongue and spit each time. She was soon full-on making out with her teacher's dick.

Kaitie fell forward out of the chair onto her kneepads. She changed her grip on her teacher's cock so that she had both hands around the base of his shaft. She looked up past the monster in her hands at the middle aged man she was servicing. His cock was now fully hard and looked like a baseball bat in her hands.

"Mr. Smith--sir--daddy...I can't believe how big this thing is." Kaitie cooed. She began licking and kissing the base of his cock and then put her tongue on the underside of his cock. Starting at her mouth, his dick went well past the top of Kaitie's head and completely obscured the middle third of her face. She pulled her tongue along the entire length of Mr. Smith's dick until she was back at the head.

She looked up to see her daddy staring into her eyes. Without breaking eye contact, she took her Teacher's massive dick into her mouth. The man's cock was much to thick and after a few inches she immediately started to gag. Kaitie started salivating and the liquids from her mouth started to cover the large member in a shiny coat.

Kaitie wanted to take the cock out of her mouth and breathe but she wanted to please Mr. Smith's glorious penis more. She forced her self to take more of his cock and began to choke as she gagged up more spit onto his cock. She started to stroke the rest of his dick with both hands. She noticed that with her mouth and both hands on his cock nearly half of his cock was still exposed. She wanted to do better. She wanted to make her daddy happy. She wanted to be worthy of his prefect dick. Kaitie tried to force more of Mr. Smith down her throat to no avail and she gagged one last time before her instincts made her pull her head back while still holding Mr. Smiths cock in her hands.

Kaitie's lips and chin were covered in drool like a desperate animal. she stared at the cock in front of her with desire then looked up at Mr. Smith for approval.

"Good girl." he said staring down he said looking down on his teenage student.

"I want more daddy." Kaitie begged her teacher.

Mr. Smith loved the aura of pure lust coming from the teen who was only a few hours ago just a typical innocent high-schooler.

"Well listen, I still have these papers to grade before the PTA meeting tonight." Mr. Smith started as a look for dissapointment came across Kaitie's face. "But I have an idea." he said.

Mr. Smith grabbed Kaitie by her pony tail. Shocked, Kaitie fell onto her hands and crawled as Mr. Smith started to pull her around his desk. Kaitie thought to herself: Emily was right. Mr. Smith *does* now how to handle a girl. She felt her volleyball shorts get increasly soaked as she was pulled like a bitch on a leash.

Mr. Smith forced Kaitied under the desk and sat in his chair. His cock was positioned on in front of Kaitie's face as she knelt on her knee pads. Kaitie felt a surge of pure joy as she dove into her teacher's lap from under his desk. She licked, sucked and kissed his package in everyway she could think of as Mr. Smith went back to grading his student's work.

Kaitie reveled in the feeling of absolute sluttiness. Before today, she never could have pictured herself on her knees, under a desk, in her volleyball uniform doing this for *anyone* let along her math teacher. As she serviced the daddy dick in front of her, she thought about how she's going to manage to do *anything* with her boyfriend without thinking of this experience. Without thinking of her teacher's beautiful, giant cock.

Kaitie's face began getting increasingly covered in her spit and Mr. Smith's precum. She didn't care how much of a mess she made on her face. All she cared about was having this cock near it.

As Kaitie worked on pleasing the massive pole, she instinctively started rubbing her pussy through her volleyball shorts. Kaitie noticed the gagging and drooling made her especially horny as she forced as much of her teacher's cock into her throat as she could. Drool seeped out all over her chin, onto the floor and onto her perfect, massive teen tits that were concealed by her volleyball jersey. Kaitie felt her self so close to coming. She worked her clit and the cock in front of her with equal determination until she was forced to stop.

The door clicked open and a man walked into the classroom. Kaite's entire body stopped moving, Mr. Smith's cock still firmly in her mouth and her hand still over her tight, soaked shorts.

"Hi! I'm Kaities dad. I'm looking for my daughter. She's supposed to be done with volleyball practice by now but she wasn't out in the parking lot and she's not answering her phone. One of the other girls said she was causing trouble in class today and she might be in here for detention." Kaitie recognized her father's voice coming from the doorway entrance.

Mr. Smith casually looked up from grading papers. "Oh! Nice to meet you. I'm afraid you've got bad information. Kaitie is an absolute *pleasure*."

Kaitie noticed Mr. Smiths cock pulsing with satisfsction despite her no longer sucking and stroking him.

"She's an extremely hard worker and completes *all* her assignments, even when unexpected road blocks come up." Mr. Smith put a hand under his desk and pulled Kaitie's head further onto his cock.

'Does Mr. Smith want me to suck his dick with my father in the room?!?' she thought to herself. Kaitie started to realize that Mr. Smith loved that the cute, innocent daughter this man was looking for was under his desk slaving away at his dick like a teenage whore. This made Kaitie even more turned on. She loved that she could make Mr. Smith so excited. She loved that she was acting like a depraved slut just feet away from her father while he had no idea. She went back to working her teacher's dick with her mouth while she rubbing her clit.

"I see. Well sorry for the confusion." Kaitie's dad said with a smile.

"No problem at all. I'm sure Kaitie is around here somewhere just having a little fun. You know how girls are. Maybe you should go back to your car and wait for her. Maybe give her another call. I'm sure she had a really good reason to miss your calls earlier." Mr. Smith said as the girl he was referring continued to suck his dick as quietly as she could.

"Alrighty. I guess I'm just overreacting. I'm just worried about my little girl. She's such a good kid after all."

Kaitie started going insane hearing her father praise her as a good girl at the very same time she was on her knees for her daddy acting like a bad little slut. This pushed her over the edge and Kaitie started to cum. This was her first orgasm and while she couldn't believe how good she felt servicing the beautifully perfect cock of an older man, this was by far the greatest sensation she had ever felt. It was nearly impossible for her to contain her vocal expression. Thankfully her mouth was fully stuffed with dick.

"Well thanks for being such a caring teacher! Have a good one." Kaitie's dad said as he started to leave.

"Oh, would you mind shutting the door on your way out?" Mr. Smith asked before he made his way out of the classroom.

"Of course." Kaitie's dad responded and closed the door as he left.

Mr. Smith rolled his chair back to reveal the petite girl under his desk exhausted and disheveled. Her ponytail was loose. Her face was completely wet. Her volleyball jersey was damp all across the top of her breasts and her panties were coated in teen girl juice.



"So that's your daddy, huh Kaitie?" Mr. Smith asked the girl as she came down from her orgasm, struggling to breathe.

Kaitie took a second to think about her new perspective on that word before responding. "No, sir..." she took a few breaths to regain the ability to form a full sentence. "You're my daddy." A smile formed on her face as she stared into the eyes of the man who just made her feel the most intense pleasure of her short life.

"Fuck, how did someone as hot as you fall into my lap like this." Mr. Smith reached under the desk and pulled the girl forward by her hair. "Okay, time to finish up so we can get you out to your worried little father."

In all of Kaitie's ecstasy, she completely forgot that Mr. Smith needed to cum as well. Kaitie instantly became aroused again. In all her pleasure, she forgot that men cum. Kaitie had seen and even felt cum before but had never had pleasant thoughts about it until now. She wanted to make Mr. Smith cum. She wanted to see it, to feel it and she even wanted to taste it; a thought completely foreign to her mind until now. Mr. Smith stood up and Kaitie kneeled in front of him as close as she could. He started to stroke his cock. His big hand looked small while grasping his huge dick. He pumped his dick with one hand while pulling Kaitie's face toward him with the other. "Lick my balls, slut."

Kaitie loved that he treated her like she was worthless. She knew that she needed to prove she was worthy of the dick that made her feel so much bliss. "Yes, daddy." she said as she moved her face into his balls and started to suck and lick and kiss.

"Fuck, you're a good girl." Kaitie felt pleasure hearing her teacher praise her. "Where do you want my cum?" He asked expecting a specific answer.

Kaitie pulled her face back. As she kneeled she looked up at her teacher with puppy dog eyes and pouty lips. Then she opened her mouth and revealed her tongue as much as she could. She lifted a hand and placed her index finger on her tongue and then while her tongue was still hanging from her mouth she tried to say, "Here daddy."

Mr. Smith loved that his new pet already knew what to say and that was enough to make his cock erupt with cum. His first rope landed perfectly on her tongue but was long enough that it fell all the way across it and onto her chin. As his orgasm heightened he lost a bit if control and another, bigger rope hit her cheek went across her glasses and finally up to her hair line and into her hair. A few more globs came out and landed on her tongue, around her mouth and onto her chin, a large portion dripped down onto her shirt.

She looked up at her daddy as he finished, then to his dick. He still had some cum oozing from the tip of his penis. Kaitie leaned forward and grabbed the base of his dick and squeezed what was left out of his dick and onto her tongue. She then closed her mouth around his cock and started sucking and swallowing. Once his cock was empty of cum she looked at him and said, "Daddy... your cum tastes immaculate." She grabbed her shirt around where a few globs of cum started to soak in and she lapped up what landed there. She ran her fingers across her face to collect what she could and then licked them clean. She could see a large rope on her glasses as she looked out from behind them so she took them off, turned them toward her face and licked the cum from the lens.

After collecting and swallowing all the cum that missed her mouth, she spoke "Well, I guess I have to get going..." she picked her self up off the floor and grabbed Mr. Smiths cock one last time before she left, "daddy." She winked at him and then left out the door without saying anything else.

She ran to the locker room to get her bag. She pulled out her phone and say eight missed calls and 5 texts from her father. She quickly responded via text 'Hey Dad, sorry! I got caught up with something. I'm headed out to the parking lot now.'

She left the locker room and ran out the hall to the parking lot. She located her dad's car and ran over to it. She opened the door and hopped in and immediately gave her father a kiss on the cheek like she normally does. "Sorry about that Dad! I forgot my phone in my locker."

"It's all right sweetie. Well, you look like you worked hard at practice today. I'm so proud that you put your all into your schoolwork and activities, Kaitie." her father said noticing that she was completely drenched in what he assumed to be sweat.

"Of course! You have no idea how hard I've been working to make my daddy proud." she said with a smile. She leaned back in the seat and stared off into the distance with a look of complete satisfaction on her face as the drove the car left to take the girl home.