Cassandra Saint Andrew the Apostle got off the bus, the first day at her new school. She was a Junior this class, and she was little nervous. This school was a LOT bigger than her old one.

She looked up at the imposing brick edifice and let the rate of flow of students usher her interior. Everyone was going to the cafeteria, so she followed them in, and found an empty table to sit at.

As soon as she had taken her back pack off, two other girlfriend sat down on either slope of her. One had blonde hair, the other was a brunet. Both were wearing identical white blouses, tied below their breasts, rather than buttoned. They also had short black miniskirts.

"You're new,"said the brunet. Was that swarthiness on her blouse a grime, or were those hints of her pap ? This girl wasn't wearing a bra ! Cassie was a footling traumatize. She would never turn over such a thing !

"It 's my number one day,"she replied. She looked at the blonde quickly and surmised that she wasn't wearing a bra, either. Cassie blushed. What kind of champion was she attracting, and did she want their caller ?

"We know,"said the blonde, snapping her gum like a automobile gun."You're sitting at the adulteress 's mesa, but you're not dressed right."

"What ! ?"Cassie was shocked and started to get up, but the brunette stopped her with a blue script on her arm."I should sit somewhere else !"

"Good luck with that,"said the blonde, grinning."Now that you've been seen with us, none of the former daughter at any of the other tables will receive anything to do with you."

Cassie looked around the room, searching for another table, but every other young lady there made it a point to expect elsewhere, effectively turning their backs on her. The room felt ten degrees tank, somehow.

She wanted to cry. How could things have gone so wrong so quickly ? All she did was sit at an empty table ! She looked at the two little girl sitting with her. Her new supporter, it seemed.

"My epithet is Cassandra Andrews."She looked from one to the other, waiting for introductions, but they never came."You guys want to be Friend with me, right ?"

The blonde looked surprised."You want to be our friend ?"She sounded storm, too."What do you think, Sara ?"

"We'll demand to vary her style if she's gon na advert out with us."Sara replied."Think we got time before the Alexander Melville Bell ?"

"pit yeah ! We won't be capable to do anything about her tomentum, but we can fix that outfit, no job !"Lissa stood up and took Cassie by the hand, leading her to the toilet. Sara was right wing behind them both.

Once in there, Sara looked at Cassie seriously."Strip. Everything, right down to the pelt. We'll give you back the dress you can get into if you want to hang out with us. The bozo we run with have a clothes code for their bitches."

"I'm not a cunt !"Cassie protested. Sara ripped the blouse right candid, letting the buttons fly everywhere as they popped off."Hey, you just broke the buttons !"scented wattle was in shock. Both girls were tearing at her clothes !

Before she knew it, both miss had stripped her completely defenseless. She was given back her blouse, so she quickly put it on, even though Lissa had broken her bra in half and flushed both pieces down different throne. Sara had taken a pair of scissors to Cassie's jeans and cut the legs off, a lot higher than she would have preferred. She was given these back to put on, but not her pantie. Those had been flushed as well.

Sara tied the blouse in a promiscuous knot just under sweet acacia's breast and stood back to look at her appraisingly."That'll do for the clothes, but you're standing all incorrect. Don't try to hide your tit ; hurl your shoulders back and demonstrate them off ! You got some really nice single, so be proud of them !"

Cassie took a mystifying breathing time and let it out slowly, wrapping her mind around this new realness. She had seen how these two little girl had been standing and wearing these kind of clothes, so she imitated their posture.

"Yeah !"Lissa exclaimed excitedly."You're fucking hot, girl !"

erosion these clothes like this was easy, if you didn't aid about being mostly naked, Cassie thought to herself. Sara pushed open the threshold to the hall and led the way out.

Lissa caught cassie's arm and stopped her."Listen, I know you're probably scared out of your brain right now. I saw how you were dressed. Well, block about church service and grandmother for a moment and listen. Don't show veneration ; show authority ! Fake it if you have to, but don't appearance awe. No hiding behind your men ! If you see a boy staring, show him what he's looking at. He'll be the one who gets embarrassed, trust me."

"seed on, hurry up ! The bell's about to ring !"Sara said urgently, waving her hands frantically. Cassie decided to get Lissa's advice and strutted out into the Hall, wishing she had some gamy heels like the young lady she was following. These white sneakers just didn't go with the outfit, not the way she was wearing it.

The Melville Bell rang, and everyone from the cafeteria came streaming out, and one boy collided with Cassie as he came out, because he was talking to someone over his shoulder.

"Oh, gosh, I'm sorry !"he stammered, then took note of how she was dressed."Well, hello !"he said brightly. His eyes lingered at the top of her shirt, trying to see down inside the loose material.

sweet wattle saw him doing it, and remembered Lissa's advice. She smiled up at him and tossed her shoulder in a shrug, which also had the result of bouncing her left boob almost free of the fabric holding it covered. She was surely he caught a soundly coup d'oeil of her nipple, but instead of being embarrassed, he seemed to be emboldened by the sight.

"I'm Tom Bates."He smiled easily, taking her arm and guiding her to a quiet pip in the hallway."I'm trusted I haven't had the delight of meeting you before."

"I'm Cassandra Andrews."She returned his smile and tried to get her arm back, because he still had a hold of it.

He slid his hand up to her shoulder, then cupped the back of her head, holding her the likes of that as he kissed her.

She'd never been kissed before, and felt a glowing nut of heat ignite in her belly as his glossa gently explored the inside of her mouth A little moan escaped her, but it wasn't a moan of protest. She liked the way she felt as he moved his other hand onto the bare skin of her belly.

Somehow, he knew ! He knew where that nut of heat was and he was caressing it, stoking the flame and making her hotter. She moaned into his osculation again, but then they were interrupted.

A man in a suit was glaring at them, his hired man on his hips. He looked mad.

"What is the meaning of this ?"he demanded."Well, Mr. Bates, I saw you pull this poor girl over here and start up kissing her ! Where do you think you are ?"

"Sorry, Mr. Carl David Anderson, it won't happen again, I promise."He edged out into the hallway and was gone in a flash.

"And you, immature lady, what's your figure ? I thought I knew every educatee on campus…"

"Cassandra Andrews, sir."She had lost any confidence and was quite meek. Until she saw him trying to look down her shirt, just as Tom had.

She straightened up and smiled at him."I 'm new here today, sir. I'm not sure where I'm supposed to be yet. Tom offered to help me, but you saw what he wanted to help me with."

"The new girl ? You're Cassandra Andrews ? You don't spirit anything like the photo in your file !"He glanced down her blouse one more clock time, then glanced towards his office and made up his mind.

"seed with me."He led her to his office and closed the room access firmly behind her.

"I saw the way you let Tom snog you."He said it sternly, like she might be in trouble."What do you have to say for yourself ?"

"cipher has ever kissed me before, sir. I guess I just lost myself in the touch. I'm sorry."

He couldn't believe his ears"You expect me to trust that was your first snog ?"

She glanced down at the way she was dressed and tried to think of something else to tell him. She decided to try the verity, and confessed that she had sat at the wrong board that morning, and how things had progressed from there.

He listened to her tale with disbelief. The way she sat, the way she walked ? This girl was trying to flirt him for a sucker, but he was too wise to fall down for that.

"You're a liar,"he told her bluntly."stand up and face the desk. Put both hands matt and bend over it. I'm going to grant you a spanking."

"What ? ! No, I'm not lying, honest ! I've always been a good girl, please don't spank me !"Cassie was nearly in a panic, and frozen in her chair, too afraid to affect. She had never been spanked before.

Mr. Anderson got up and grabbed the little girlfriend by the upper berth sleeve, lifting her from the chairwoman and setting her in front man of his desk. He pushed her forward so that she was laying over the top of it, both her feet still on the floor.

She had both hands holding her almost naked ass, trying to screen it from his panorama. He took he hands and moved them above her head, completely out of his way. She was sobbing openly now, begging and pleading for him to spare her.

He looked down at her trim pelvic arch, the cutoff jeans hiding just half of the bubble shaped impudence hanging out. He caressed one of them, then ran his index finger up the tight cloth hiding her puffy pussy lips.

That shut her up. She suddenly fell silent as he touched her between the legs.

"What's the issue ?"He was taunting her as his finger played up and down her crotch."Cat got your tongue ?"

"You shouldn't be touching me there,"she whispered."That's my naughty place."

"bed covering your feet apart more."He watched her comply, spreading her feet apart and tilting her hips up. He could almost see her snatch now. She had a few wispy golden red fuzz just peeking around the edges of the cloth, the same people of colour as the pilus on her head. The carpet matched the drapes !

His finger's breadth was beginning to experience really good, and her thighs parted a little more to give him Sir Thomas More room. This allowed a niggling slack between the inside of her thigh and the jeans stuff, which allowed him to easily slide his finger's breadth between them. He was rubbing her labia directly now, and she was getting wet.

She moaned in delight as his fingerbreadth excited her. This was to a greater extent of the exact same impression Tom had started with his kisses, but way more intense !

"You little slovenly woman, you like this, don't you ?"he said, almost sneering with despite."Oh yeah, you like it. Look at you, almost begging to be fucked. That's what you want, isn't it ? You want me to fuck you !"

scented wattle felt confused. Wasn't she supposed to like it ? It felt really good, what he was doing, and she didn't see anything awry with liking it. Wasn't he being more wrong by touching her in a forbidden place ? She decided the safest affair would be to keep her silence.

damage. All of a sudden, Mr. Anderson drew back his hand and slapped cassie's far asscheek, intemperately. She shrieked in response, then he was rubbing the tender spot.

"Answer me when I ask you a motion,"he told her softly."You want me to fuck you, don't you ?"

"No sir !"she said right away."I'm still a Virgin, sir !"

"horseshit !"he said, then pushed his index finger into her. Almost right away, he hit her hymen."holy place shit, you are a Virgo !"

"I told you,"she said."Can I get up now ?"

"I've never tasted a Virgo,"he mused, still caressing her ass with one hand."You like the way my mitt feels on you down there, don't you ?"

"Yes, sir,"she said truthfully."It feels really expert. I like it."

"Do you require me to do it some more ?"he asked."I'll need to train your shorts off if I do. They're getting sort of damp, and you don't want to walk around like that for the rest of the day."

"Yes, sir, consider them off and keep touching me !"she begged."It feels so practiced !"

He pulled her hips back a little, leaving her bent-grass over the desk. He unsnapped them, then pulled them down over her ass and let them fall to the floor. She stepped out of them, leaving her naked from the waist down.

Now his whole paw was rubbing her cunt, his finger gliding through the reddish curls, then parting her labia so that his middle finger could sway little circles around her opening.

"I'm going to smack you,"he whispered in her ear, leaning over her back. He kissed his way down her back, then tongued her whoreson for a long moment.

She bucked her hips back into his back talk, liking the way it felt. He moved his backtalk a piffling lower, and started sucking her kitty. That felt even better, and she started moaning again.

She tasted luscious, and the way she moved her ass around excited him to no end. His cock felt like it would burst out of his pants at any second, so he reached down and opened them, freeing his massive erection.

Standing back up, he took himself in hand and started rubbing his peter between her ass impertinence, squeezing them together. She panicked when she realized what he was doing and tried to get away.

"Don't put it inside me !"she said, scooting up on the desk to get out from under him. She stood up on the other side, looking wide eyed at him."I told you, I'm still a virgin !"

"tone what you did to me,"he said, gesturing at his erecting. She stared at it, the first one she had ever seen in person. It was much boastful than she had expected."I need you to take care of it. I can't go around school like this all day !"
"I don't know what to do !"she wailed."I just know that I can't let you put it inside me ! I won't be a virgin anymore if you do that !"

"Don't worry, there's other path, and you can still be a virgin after,"he told her, smiling."There's respective way of life, in fact."

"There are ?"she asked."I don't brain helping, since it is partially my flaw. What do I have to do ?"

"Have you ever pick up of a blowjob ?"he asked. She shook her read/write head."Well, that's where the girl gets down on her knees, and the man let's her suck on his dick. Do you opine that would be something you're willing to try ?"

"Sure,"she said, coming around the desk again. She got in front of it, then knelt down. She couldn't take her eyes off his seawall, then it was getting closer as he came forward.

"take in it in your hand,"he suggested, seeing her hesitate because she didn't know what to do. She looked up at him, grateful for the instruction, then took it gingerly in her handwriting, loosely curling her digit around the cinch. They couldn't quite close and fulfil quarter round to finger, it was so big around.

She was excited to be doing this ; she knew how forbidden it was. Her mother would freak if she knew her daughter was dressed like this, on her knees and about to put a man's shaft in her oral fissure !

Mr. Anderson reached down with both mitt, caressing huisache's hair with gentle strokes."Whenever you're ready,"he said softly."Just give it a lilliputian buss, then you can open up your sass and suck on the head of it. When you get well-situated with that, try going a little deeper."

"okeh, I'm ready,"she whispered, looking up at him. He brought her head forward, and she kissed the tip of his cock, right on the piss slit. Then she parted her sass and let him press inside her mouth… sucking softly on the head, just like he'd told her to do.

"Oh, that's so good !"he moaned."Take some Sir Thomas More of it, more !"

She did as he asked, letting about half of it come into her mouth. She discovered that she enjoyed sucking on it, and gave it Thomas More of her attention. If she relaxed her throat, she found she could get almost all of him in her sassing, and he really seemed to enjoy that.
Just as she was getting the hang of it, he pulled out and began stroking himself with his own fist, the psyche of it still pointed straight at her face, and less than an inch away. She was utterly shocked when it began erupting gob of unenviable how whiteness all over her caput. It got in her hair and both her eyes. Some of it even went into her oral cavity !

"OK, good daughter, you can use the can in my authority to get cleaned up if you want. It's right through that door there."He indicated a door that she hadn't noticed, then hurriedly fastened his pants back up."rushing up, you don't want to be late for category ! ”