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"Would anyone like to answer? How about you, Owen! ... Owen?"

The class let out a hearty chorus of chuckles and giggles as they all gazed to stare at the dozing badger. There was a rather noticeable drool stream running down his muzzle. As he let out a loud snore and grunt, the teacher sighed exasperatedly. She walked up slowly and quietly as to not awake him, and dropped her heavy textbook on the ground next to him. Bella awoke with a start and a cough, looking around the room in confusion, blinking and shaking away the sleep as his gaze ran up to the stern face of his teacher.

"Uh... Hi, Ms. Brown." He said embarrassedly.

"And hello to you too, Owen, so nice of you to join my class. Now, would you mind answering the question?

"And, what question would that be, ma'am?"

Ms. Brown shook her head and slowly walked her way back over to the front of the class, taking her seat on her stool, crossing her legs over to the dismay of the males in the front row. Ms. Brown was a very attractive panther, with jet black fur all over, save a small patch around her navel. She customarily wore short skirts and simple white dress shirts, which made one wonder if she chose this attractive attire out of cluelessness, or that she liked making her male, and sometimes female, students squirm in their chairs.

"Why was the federalist party so opposed to fighting in the French Revolution, Owen?"

Owen shakily stood up, still half asleep, "That'd be because of their ties with the British, and the fact that they saw it as a peasant upheaval against the French aristocracy, which, if they decided to help, could influence those of the lesser class in the US to do the same."

"Very good, Owen. You may take your seat." The panther said with a smile.

If you ignored his apathy for school, and his tendency to sleep during class, Owen was a very bright student. Who could somehow manage to learn everything put in front of him, without exasperating his mind.

The bell rang for the school to change classes, and everyone hurriedly rushed to leave the classroom.

"Owen, I want to see you after school. I'll be here in my classroom." She gave him a non-nonsense look.

The badger sighed and nodded, this not an unusual happening for him. "Yes, Ms. Brown."

The rest of the school day trudged on slowly for Owen, as it always does. His classes seeming to slow down as he became more aware of them. This was the reason the badger tried to sleep during his classes, as it made the day progress faster, and even though the threat of punishment was almost a certainty, he was willing to take the risk.

When the final bell for school to let out rang, Owen sighed and opted to call his mother and inform her about his situation.

"Hello, Mom? Yeah, it's Owen. I'll be a bit late getting home; I have to stay after school. What? Oh, Ms Brown... Yeah, I feel asleep in the... Yes, again, it's just so bor... I don't see why you're making such a big deal of this, I make good gra... Fine. Sure. Whatever. G'bye."

He walked to his locker and rounded up his books, shoving them into his backpack, and taking his time walking to Ms. Brown's room. Owen took a deep breath and knocked on the door, opening it up slowly, and gazing in to see if she was there.

"Ah, glad to see you made it, Owen, please, have a seat anywhere." The sleek panther said without looking up.

Owen grabbed a random seat and pulled it out, sitting down in it and reclining back, waiting to hear what she had to say.

"I have to leave for about a half an hour, I'm afraid, but I'll be back. Study over the next chapter until I get back."

Owen glanced out of the corner of his eye, catching a glimpse of the panther's nice ass as she walked past him, hypnotizing him as it bounced rhythmically. He shook his head and brought his mind back to reality, grabbing his textbook, and opening it up.

He didn't read but a few paragraphs before his mind started to wander, and, as it happens to most teenagers, he decided to start thinking about Ms. Brown.

"I wonder how gorgeous her rack has to be... They've gotta be at LEAST double D's." Owen thought to himself.

The badger shifted his hips to get in a better position as he started to harden in his jeans, imagining his teacher unbuttoning that oh-so-small skirt and tantalizingly slowly pulling them down, leaning over and giving him a teasing wink and shake of her rump. He couldn't help himself, and started to rub his hardness through the denim, looking around to make sure no one could see.

He started as he heard the door open abruptly, and moved his paw away, sitting in a less noticeable position as Ms. Brown walked by him.

"I guess I didn't have to be gone for that long at all. Now, do you know why I called you in here, Owen?" She said, taking her time as she walked in front of him, looking down disapprovingly.

"To err.... Lecture me about the importance of staying awake in class?" He said, trying his hardest to will his erection away, but to no avail.

"Yes, and no, Owen. You have to be one of my brightest pupils ever. You can sleep through all of my classes, but you still get straight A's. However, this behavior is unacceptable, as it might negatively influence some of the other, less gifted, students."

"I know, ma'am... It's just..." Owen said, looking at anything besides the object of desire standing in front of him.

"I don't want to hear it, young man. No excuses. I've let you off the hook before, but now there has to be disciplinary action." She walked over and shut the door, turning the lock quietly.

"What did you have in mind, Ms. Brown?" The badger looked down at his text book, with a sigh.

The panther walked back in front of him, letting her hair fall out of the conservative bun she wore, "I can think of a few things..." she said in a sultry tone.

His eyebrow cocked up as the noticeable change in tone, and looked up to see his teacher, looking down at him lustfully.

"M... Ms. Brown? Wha... What do you mean by that?" He said shakily.

The panther leaned down, placing her paws on the desk, giving him an ample view of her cleavage, looking him in the eyes, "Don't think I didn't know what you were doing when I was gone. I caught you sneaking a peak at me as I left. And you might not be able to smell it, but I can, but you have a VERY musky odor."

Owen started to break into a sweat, glancing around nervously, "I don't know what you mean, ma'am..."

Ms. Brown sighed and slid the desk away from in front of him, licking her lips at the not so hidden bulge in his jeans, "I think that speaks for itself. Now, we can do this two ways, I can give you detention for a weak for insubordination, or, we can both help each other out. Pick your choice."

The badger was running the choices through his mind, his cock and mind having a heated debate. "Dude, what are you waiting for!? Pounce that pussy, man!" No, this is wrong, she is your teacher." "The object of your masturbatory sessions is standing right in front of you, and you're thinking about backing out?!" "This is in violation of stature 3, paragr... You know what, fuck that. You gotta hit that, man."

Owen took a deep gulp, letting his answer out nervously, "L-let's help ea... Each other out, Ms. Brown."

His teacher purred in pleasure, moving up closer to him and pressing her body to his, kissing him lustfully, her tongue worming its way in to rub against his. Owen couldn't control his shaking as his tried his best to kiss her back with the fervor she was giving him.

She pulled away from him. "Why're you shaking?" she questioned.

"I've never done anything like this before." Owen said with a blush.

Ms. Brown smiled at him, "We'll take it a bit slower, then."

She moved her muzzle back to his, kissing him a bit gentler, running her paws along his chest and sides, trying to soothe his nerves. The badger settled into the motions and started to kiss her back with the passion she first gave him, grabbing her hips and pulling the sexy panther onto his lap. She gasped happily, letting out a light moan as she rubbed her ass against his painfully hard erection.

"Mmm... I see someone is enjoying this as much as I am." The panther said with a giggle.

Owen nodded repeatedly, burrowing his muzzle into her neck and biting down on it, garnering another moan. Ms. Brown moved herself off of him reluctantly, unbuttoning her tight blouse, and revealing a pair of beautiful breasts, barely contained by a white, lacy bra. She unbuttoned the top of her skirt, and pulled it down as well, grinning at Owen's wide eyed stare, gazing at her treasure, nestled in a matching white thong.

"Now... Let's see what you're hiding in there..." The panther said with a flash of teeth, kneeling down in front of Owen and lifting up his shirt, pulling it off of his body and rubbing her paws along his moderately toned chest, trailing down lower and unbuttoning his jeans. She moved her muzzle lower and gripped the zipper in her perfect fangs, pulling it down slowly. Gripping the top of his jeans, she slowly pulled down on them, jerking them off as they reached his knees, his erection popping forth and a musky smell of badger invading her nostrils, involuntarily moaning at the smell.

"My, my... So big, my student..." She said, eying his eight inch cock, barely constrained by a pair of boxers, hungrily. Owen didn't say anything but moan as she ran a paw finger along its length. Grabbing his boxers and jerking them off of him as well, smiling at the throbbing cock in front of her muzzle. She ran her cold nose along his hardness, garnering a shiver from the badger. The panther wrapped a paw around its length, moving her muzzle up and licked the tip.

"Do you like that, baby?" she cooed gently at him. "You like the way my paw feels on your thick cock, and my tongue on you?"

Owen nodded happily, moaning out, "Yes, Ms. Brown... Please... Touch me..."

She complied with his wishes, slowly moving her paw up and down his length, taking his head into her muzzle and sucking gently on it. Owen arched his back at the feeling, moaning out loud, starting to pant in pleasure. The panther moved her paw to cup his furry sack, rolling them in her paw and pushing her muzzle further down on him, shivering at his taste. The panther moved her muzzle off, and ran her tongue up his length, before pushing her muzzle back down on him.

"Oh God.. Ms Brown... If you keep that up I... I... Oh God, I'm gonna..." Owen said digging his claws into the arms of the chair.

Ms Brown heard and grinned around his cock, pushing her muzzle all the way to his base and holding him there, swirling her tongue around the underside of his erection. The badger let out a loud moan of pleasure, his balls tightening up to him as the first rope of his seed coursed out. She moaned around his hardness, and started swallowing, taking down every bit, and moving her muzzle back, milking him for every drop.

Owen panted and slumped against the chair, "Oh... That felt so good, ma'am..."

Ms Brown pulled her muzzle off of him, grinning and moving up to kiss him, pushing a bit of his cum into his muzzle. Owen wasn't displeased by the taste, and swallowed it down, kissing her back.

"Now it's your turn, my student." She said, moving back and sitting down on a table, rubbing the soaked panties to tease herself. She moved her paws behind her and unclasped her bra, sighing happily as her large breasts were freed from their cage.

Owen couldn't believe his eyes. They were more gorgeous than anything he could have imagined. He shakily walked over to her, still a bit woozy from such a hard orgasm.

Ms. Brown sighed happily, leaning back, "Just do what feels instinctual, Owen."

The badger nodded, and lowered himself, gripping a breast with his paw and massaging into it rhythmically, running his tongue along the hardened nub. She let out a moan at the treatment, and rubbed his head encouragingly. He bit down lightly and dragged his teeth off of the nipple, wrapping his lips around it and sucking gently. He moved to the right and gave it the same treatment, resulting in a squirming teacher on the desk.

"Please ... Don't tease me like this..." the panther pleaded, eyes closed in pleasure.

Owen nodded, and buried his muzzle into her cleavage, before moving his muzzle and planting kisses down her belly. He knelt down and gripped her ass, pulling her closer to the edge of the table, eying her very soaked panties. He grinned, and hooked his claws into the small band, cutting them and releasing her pussy. Fur matted with wetness around it. Owen pressed his nose up against her slit, and sniffed the feline odor, shuddering in pleasure and inhaling deeply. He moved away from her cunt, kissing around her thighs and above her mound teasingly.

"Owen... I can't take much more... Lick me... NOW!" She commanded him.

The horny badger didn't need to be told twice, and ran his thick tongue up his wet slit, moaning at her taste. Ms. Brown let out a loud moan of pleasure, curling her toes and digging her claws into his head. Owen licked her roughly again, stopping to lap repeatedly at her throbbing clit.

"Oh God ... Don't stop that... Please." She begged adorably.

He continued his assault on her little nub, moving two paw fingers up and slowly pushing them into her wetness, feeling her walls clench around his digits. He grazed her nub with his fangs, and slowly began to push his paw fingers in and out, keeping a slow but steady pace. Ms Brown was squirming in pleasure, hips jerking forward and pressing against Owens muzzle, trying to get him to lick harder.

"Owen... Oh God... I'm gonna cum..." She squeaked loudly, breathing erratically.

The badger pulled his paw fingers out, moving back down and lapping at her snatch again, rubbing his clit with his wet fingers quickly. She howled loudly as she came, soaking Owen's muzzle in her juices, hips bucking involuntarily. He lapped up her delicious nectar savoring the taste before moving his head back and grinning up at her.

Ms Brown tried to catch her breath, looking down at him. "I need you in me, Owen. Now..."

He stood up and grabbed her hips, rolling her over, making her purr with this new founded commanding mentality. Owen gripped the base of her tail, pulling up on it slightly and pressing his tip to her cunt, wetting his tip.

The panther looked back at him, "Not that hole, baby, head up north a bit."

Owen grinned at her and repositioned himself, prodding her tight asshole with his head, running his paws along her ass and hips.

"Don't hold back, I want that big cock in me hard and rough." Ms Brown said lustfully.

The badger took a deep breath, before bucking his hips forward, filling her ass with one quick thrust, moaning at the tightness and heat. Ms Brown joined in on his moan as he filled her up, gritting her teeth at the roughness and panting. Owen sat inside of her, gently kneading his paws into her ass, waiting until she loosened up a bit, before pulling his hips back out and thrusting in again.

"Fuck me, you big badger! Pound my tight ass!" Ms. Brown practically screamed.

Owen growled loudly, digging his claws into her hips and pulling her in to meet his rough thrusts. The panther closed her eyes and rested her head down, moaning at every reentry of his hardness, breasts pressed against the cold table. Every thrust caused his furry sack to slap against her wetness, sending a shiver of pleasure through her.

He pulled out of her slowly, sitting back down in a chair, and growling, "Come ride your big badger, Ms. Brown."

She wasted no time, practically leaping onto him, filling her wetness with his hard cock, digging her claws into his back as he spread her lips. Owen closed his eyes and gasped as her tight walls clenched around his hardness.

"Ms Brown..." He said with a moan, "I can't last much longer..."

The panther purred into his ear, "Give it all to me, I want your seed in me."

Ms. Brown slowly began to bounce up and down on his hardness, her large breasts bouncing in front of Owen's face. Owen grit his teeth together, panting rapidly as his cock started to surge. He came inside her with a howl, grabbing onto her hips and holding her down on his hardness. The panther started to purr as she felt the hot seed coat her insides. Pressing her body up against his, she nuzzled into his neck.

Owen sat back in his chair, dazed and exhausted from the energy spent, taking deep breaths. Ms. Brown slowly slid off of him, grinning as she saw a bit of cum escaping from her. She caught it with her fingertips and licked them clean. Walking over to her desk she grabbed a hand-towel, cleaning herself up with it and spraying a bit of air freshener in the air. The sleek feline grabbed another towel and walked back over to the half-conscious badger, cleaning him up as well as she could. The badger stood up, wobbled, and caught the table for balance, reaching over for his clothing and getting dressed. He sat down on the table and grinned to himself, watching as the panther smoothed her hair back down, slipping her skirt, and putting her blouse back on. Ms Brown looked at her ripped thong, and then back at Owen, garnering a sheepish look from him. She giggled, and handed it to him.

"A memento." The feline said, with a wink.

Owen gripped it tightly, and stuffed it down into his pocket. "Thank you, ma'am."

"Now, I hope you learned your lesson about... Why did I make you stay after, again?"

"I couldn't tell you either, ma'am." Owen said with a laugh.

Owen grabbed his backpack and effects, walking over to the door, "See you tomorrow, Ms. Brown," he called to her as he shut the door.

He slumped against the lockers, and smiled again. "Maybe I need to sleep in class more often..."

-Fin-