Ms. Jackson Keeps Phil At Her Desk
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
darcscorpion
"So I'm going to be seated at your desk?" Phil asks her and smiles "Well yes Phil, I can't have you bothering all of the girls while they are trying to learn." She then proceeds to pick Phil up and take him to her desk where she can't find a suitable place for him because of all the clutter of materials and papers. "Well I could put you...? No that would be wrong, but it is the only suitable spot for you." She then sets Phil on her black leather chair and looks down at him. "Well this will now be your spot every time you come to my class" Phil nods in agreement and Ms. Jackson gets back to her lesson.
Phil tries as hard as he can to pay attention, but every time Ms. Jackson would walk by he would get a glimpse up her skirt. She was wearing a black thong that was wedged so far up her crack that it didn't even look like she was wearing anything. The chair was facing the board and sometimes Ms. Jackson would stop in front of her chair and try and write things on the board. Phil would get a view of her jiggling her ass up and down without her even realizing. He was in heaven and didn't learn one thing from that class and the end of the class was five minutes away. She excuses everyone early and for the strangest reason all of the girls left, completely forgetting about Phil.
"Well that sure was a hard lesson" Phil hears Ms. Jackson say to herself, then she starts to head towards her chair. Phil looks up to see Ms. Jackson looking at something on her computer and then she proceeds to set her knee on the chair, leaning over to look something up. Phil got a glimpse up her skirt and saw paradise as a black thong was covering her frontal area and saw everything he wanted. Ms. Jackson started to hum to herself she then proceeds to take her knee off of the chair and spin the chair around. Phil is knocked on his butt and completely dazed. Then a shadow is cast over him, he looks up and sees Ms. Jackson's huge behind heading toward the chair. It looked like a moon was going to crush him, closer and closer it got until he was on his back attempting to push up on the teacher's ass. His whole vision was gone and he was becoming closer and closer to being sat on. He could feel the softness of the teacher's behind, it was over taking his hands almost engulfing them into the cushion that was her left butt cheek.
Does she remember that she put him on the chair before she sits on him or does she forget and slam her ass straight onto poor Phillip's body.
Phil tries as hard as he can to pay attention, but every time Ms. Jackson would walk by he would get a glimpse up her skirt. She was wearing a black thong that was wedged so far up her crack that it didn't even look like she was wearing anything. The chair was facing the board and sometimes Ms. Jackson would stop in front of her chair and try and write things on the board. Phil would get a view of her jiggling her ass up and down without her even realizing. He was in heaven and didn't learn one thing from that class and the end of the class was five minutes away. She excuses everyone early and for the strangest reason all of the girls left, completely forgetting about Phil.
"Well that sure was a hard lesson" Phil hears Ms. Jackson say to herself, then she starts to head towards her chair. Phil looks up to see Ms. Jackson looking at something on her computer and then she proceeds to set her knee on the chair, leaning over to look something up. Phil got a glimpse up her skirt and saw paradise as a black thong was covering her frontal area and saw everything he wanted. Ms. Jackson started to hum to herself she then proceeds to take her knee off of the chair and spin the chair around. Phil is knocked on his butt and completely dazed. Then a shadow is cast over him, he looks up and sees Ms. Jackson's huge behind heading toward the chair. It looked like a moon was going to crush him, closer and closer it got until he was on his back attempting to push up on the teacher's ass. His whole vision was gone and he was becoming closer and closer to being sat on. He could feel the softness of the teacher's behind, it was over taking his hands almost engulfing them into the cushion that was her left butt cheek.
Does she remember that she put him on the chair before she sits on him or does she forget and slam her ass straight onto poor Phillip's body.
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March 24, 2025
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