“Jessica will you stay after class a minute I have something I need to go over with you?” Mr. Schroeder asked me as my history class filed out the door. I waved to my friends and slipped out of the group.
“What's up?” I asked mildly annoyed but also curious. I was a good student so I didn't think that I had done anything wrong. He was sitting at his desk, messing with a pencil in kind of a nervous way. He was pudgy and balding and always wore a stuffy 3 piece suit that looked 2 sizes too small. He shoved his thick glasses up with a sausage like finger and looked over at me.
“Shut the door please and have a seat.” I was really curious now, what could possibly be so important that I would need to shut the door and sit down? I did as I was told sliding into the desk nearest him.
“I want to tell you that I know about you and Mr. Johnson, Jessica.”
I felt my face flush, how could he possibly know? I had never said anything and I couldn't believe that Mr. Johnson, another one of my teachers, would either. “Umm I don't have any idea what you are talking about Sir,” I managed to sound a little put off.
He leaned across his desk and his entire visage changed, he looked desperate and a little scary. “Don't lie to me you little whore, I know all about it, I saw you two in his office a couple of nights ago.” He almost hissed at me.
“What are you going to do?” I stammered.
He stood up and waddled his way to the door. He locked it and put the Do Not Disturb-Testing sign in the window so that no one could see in. “It's not what I am going to do it's what you are going to do,” he said as he took the seat behind his desk again. “Take off your shirt very slowly,” he whispered at me.
I did not want to do this for this guy, he was smarmy and nasty but I really didn't want anyone to know about me and Mr. Johnson either. I slipped out of my maroon blazer and began to unbutton my white uniform shirt. To my horror the toad man had taken his cock out of his slacks and was stroking it slowly. Just the exertion from that turned his face red.
I slid the shirt off and sat before him in a tiny see through bra. My tits were smallish, maybe a B cup and my nipples were hard in the air conditioned room. “That's a good little slut, now stand up and walk over to my desk.”
I slid out of the chair and strode to the desk trying to NOT be sexy. He continued to tell me what to do in a strained whisper as he jacked himself off. First I turned with my back toward him, flipped my plaid skirt up over my ass and shimmied out of my white cotton undies. He then had me get up on top of his desk(which was conveniently clear of clutter)and sit facing him with my feet on the corners of his desk my legs spread wide, revealing my bald pink pussy to him.
I removed my bra for him as I sat there watching him ogle me and began to massage my breasts, tweaking and pulling at my nipples until they couldn't possibly get any harder. He was now feverishly pounding away at his cock. I was surprised at how large it was and found myself slightly enjoying this perverse scene.
I turned around so that I was on my hands and knees in front of him with my ass thrust into his face. He never lessened his rythem as I felt his mouth start to fondle my bare cunt. He liked me from my asshole to my clit and back with firm strokes inside my pussy lips. It felt good, I couldn't deny that. He told me to reach between my legs and diddle my hard little clitty while he licked me.
Soon I was fucking his face, thrusting my hips back against his probing tongue. All at once my body convulsed in an orgasm and I felt my hot fluids flow from me. He caught every drop of my girl cum in his mouth and licked my twat clean. He then hollered at me to turn and face him.
I did as I was told and sat facing him on the edge of his desk while he stroked his dick. I knew that he was going to cum soon from the look on his face and the animal sounds he was making. He stood up then so that his prick was at the height of my young titties. With 3 more strokes of his hand he finished himself off, shooting his jism all over my breasts.
He then tucked his willy back into his pants and handed me a small towel from his desk drawer. I wiped off my boobs and got dressed not saying a word to him. I was getting ready to leave when he called my name. “Jessica, every Wednesday afternoon you will meet me here, I just want to watch you and please you. If you don't come or you tell anyone I will make sure that everyone finds out about you and Mr. Johnson.”
I nodded my head and slipped out of the classroom. As I went to my locker to grab my car keys tears filled my eyes, what had I done? Was I now going to be the teachers' slut? Would every horny teacher want their way with me? I would soon find out.