When you walked into my office staff, I was immediately pulled into that state of creative thinker all males experience around attractive girl. I could n't assist but notice the slightly darker patches on your Caucasian t-shirt, indicating your tit and that you were n't wearing any case of bra. The school 's gym shorts were so tight on you that every curve was showing which made my pecker twitching in it 's simpleness. You were looking down, blonde hair swinging in front of your flushed face.
I cleared my throat and asked, `` Miss Robert Scott. Why are you in my office today ? ''
You went an even cryptical shade of red, but did n't answer. In all satin flower it made me desire you so badly.
'' Well Miss Scott ? ''
Quietly but audibly you said, `` Coach Tibber caught me touching myself in the change rooms, Sir. ''
My pecker twitched at your run-in. Oh this was perfect ! I knew I should n't go there, but you were just so pure, so hot and aphrodisiacal and I had to experience you.
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'' Touching yourself ? ''
You nodded in reception.
'' Well considering you do n't heed doing such a thing in world, show me just what the jitney caught you doing, young woman Scott. ''
You looked up, electric shock highlighting your passably piffling fount, your perfect lips forming an O.
'' But ... but..Sir..I ''
I rose, trying to conceal my hard on. `` I do n't have all day Miss Winfield Scott. ''
I moved to the door, flicked the lock and pulled all the shutters down. With a last minute thought I flickered on the air-con, extra low temperature. I placed a large chair behind you, right in front end of my desk. Then I paged my secretaire, asking her to cancel the rest of my appointments as I had a serious issue to deal with. I looked at you.
'' Well ? ``
Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your tight gym short pants, your face burnished red. I noticed that you were n't wearing any panties. I tsked to keep up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chairperson, and looped your legs over the weapon, giving me an amazing view of your shaved small cunt. I knew this was wrong, that I could fall behind my job for this, but my pecker had taken over and was tugging at my zipper.
You moved your short script down between your legs, dipping your fingers inside your hole to find some cunt succus. Slowly you started to rub your tumesce clit. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I love it. I unzipped my pants allowing my boxer-free dick to poke out.i stroked it under the desk as I watched you. You bit your lip in pleasure, a little moan escaping you. Oh my god I loved it. I decided I had better keep up my act, and tucked my putz away.
'' That 's enough Miss Walter Scott. I think you 're enjoying this a bit too much. Tell me, have you ever had sex ? '' Without a parole you stopped and nodded yes. `` And have you ever sucked a rooster before ? '' To that you also nodded yes.
I smiled and waved you over. You got up and walked over, not pulling up your shorts but kicking them away.
'' Now bad girls deserve to be punished, do n't they Alison ? '' I asked you
You nodded, a private glow in your eye, a want.
I chuckled and pushed you to the floor under my desk. I unzipped pants, my putz jumping rid. Your eye widened at my length and again I chuckled.
'' Suck it '' I ordered you.
Without disinclination you grabbed my rod and brought it to your mouth. You kissed the head lightly before shoving it deep into your throat, your lips wrapped around my ice lolly tightly. I moaned and buried my hand in your hair, pushing my cock down further. You did n't gag, just happily sucked my cock as I fucked your throat. You were so practiced, felt so beneficial that I could n't help but squander my load deep in your throat. You happily swallowed.
I pulled my cock from your mouth.
'' Now Miss Scott, I did n't want to cum just yet, so now I must punish you. You see, I was gon na regress the favour, lick that sweet slit of yours, but now I 'm not. ''
I pulled you to your feet, enjoying the sad verbalism on your expression. I pushed you backwards so you landed on your back across the desk. I pulled up your leg so I had sound access to your wet pussy.
'' I 'm going to sleep together you Miss Walter Scott. '' I told you, just before I plunged my entire length cervix uteri abstruse into your pussy.
You screamed softly. But looked at me and whispered `` Oh please delight fuck me ''
Your loaded puss muscleman clenched around my pecker as I thrust it harshly in an out of your puss, you moaned and fondled with your suddenly exposed tits. My gasp were still being held on by the push, so they were growing break with your slit juice. I could finger that you were growing close to climax, your moans and begging grew closer together and your breath caught. I pulled out of you and dropped to the death chair. You were completely upset by this, so you climbed on my lap, pushing my shaft deep into you and rode my putz, bouncing your delicious bosom in my face.
You climaxed, snatch succus spilling over my dick and soaking my pants. Shortly after I blew my load inside you. You kissed me then, my softening putz still deep in your wet pussy.
You got off of me, licked my shaft clean and tucked it away. You got dressed and left smiling. I just sat there shocked at what I had done.
I spent the next two workweek worrying that you would dob on me, that I 'd suffer my job. That was until you turned up in my office again, locking the door behind you.
'' Sir ? I got busted again '' I chuckled and waved you over.
You climbed up on my lap and kissed me. We both stripped, my dick at your snatch curtain raising. Just before I plunged in you whispered, `` Baby, I 'm significant ''. And of course that made me want to bed you more .... Much much more.


I hope you enjoyed my news report. It was my first so go easy on me. But I can say one thing, it made me very wet writing it ! < 3