When you walked into my situation, I was immediately pulled into that state of brain all Male experience around attractive girls. I could n't help but notice the slightly darker patches on your tweed jersey, indicating your pap and that you were n't wearing any type of bra. The school 's gym drawers were so smashed on you that every curve was showing which made my hawkshaw twitch in it 's chasteness. You were looking down, blonde hair swinging in front of your blush face.
I cleared my throat and asked, `` fille Scott. Why are you in my bureau today ? ''
You went an even abstruse tone of red, but did n't answer. In all honesty it made me desire you so badly.
'' fountainhead Miss Dred Scott ? ''
Quietly but audibly you said, `` Coach Tibber caught me touching myself in the change rooms, Sir. ''
My dick twitched at your countersign. Oh this was perfect ! I knew I should n't go there, but you were just so pure, so hot and aphrodisiac and I had to have you.
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'' Touching yourself ? ''
You nodded in reaction.
'' Well considering you do n't mind doing such a thing in world, show me just what the coach caught you doing, Miss Scott. ''
You looked up, shock highlighting your pretty little face, your staring rim forming an O.
'' But ... but..Sir..I ''
I rose, trying to cover my voiceless on. `` I do n't take all day Miss Scott. ''
I moved to the door, flicked the curl and pulled all the shutters down. With a live second thought I flickered on the air-con, spear carrier frigidity. I placed a large chair behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my escritoire, asking her to cancel the sleep of my appointee as I had a grave issue to deal with. I looked at you.
'' Well ? ``
Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your stiff gym short circuit, your grimace brilliantly red. I noticed that you were n't wearing any panty. I tsked to keep up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your stage over the arms, giving me an amazing view of your shaved short bitch. I knew this was awry, that I could mislay my job for this, but my dick had taken over and was tugging at my zipper.
You moved your footling bridge player down between your legs, dipping your finger's breadth inside your golf hole to find some cunt succus. Slowly you started to rub your puff up clit. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I love it. I unzipped my gasp 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 slight moan escaping you. Oh my god I loved it. I decided I had better keep back up my act, and tucked my gumshoe away.
'' That 's enough young woman Scott. I think you 're enjoying this a bit too lots. tell apart me, have you ever had sex ? '' Without a Son you stopped and nodded yes. `` And have you ever sucked a dick before ? '' To that you also nodded yes.
I smiled and waved you over. You got up and walked over, not pulling up your short circuit but kicking them away.
'' Now bad little girl deserve to be punished, do n't they Alison ? '' I asked you
You nodded, a undercover glimmer in your eye, a neediness.
I chuckled and pushed you to the floor under my desk. I unzipped pants, my cock jumping free. Your eye widened at my length and again I chuckled.
'' Suck it '' I ordered you.
Without hesitation you grabbed my rod and brought it to your rima oris. You kissed the head lightly before shoving it deep into your throat, your lips wrapped around my lollipop tightly. I moaned and buried my hired hand in your fuzz, pushing my cock down further. You did n't gag, just happily sucked my cock as I fucked your throat. You were so good, felt so good that I could n't help but louse up my load deep in your throat. You happily swallowed.
I pulled my rooster from your mouth.
'' Now Miss Scott, I did n't desire to cum just yet, so now I must punish you. You see, I was gon na return the favour, lick that Sweet puss of yours, but now I 'm not. ''
I pulled you to your feet, enjoying the sad expression on your look. I pushed you backwards so you landed on your cover across the desk. I pulled up your legs so I had sound accession to your wet pussycat.
'' I 'm going to fuck you missy Scott. '' I told you, just before I plunged my intact length cervix mystifying into your pussy.
You screamed softly. But looked at me and whispered `` Oh please please have intercourse me ''
Your tight pussy muscles clenched around my prick as I thrust it harshly in an out of your cunt, you moaned and fondled with your suddenly exposed tits. My pants were still being held on by the push, so they were growing damp with your purulent succus. I could sense that you were growing close to climax, your groan and begging grew snug together and your breath caught. I pulled out of you and dropped to the president. You were completely upset by this, so you climbed on my lap, pushing my shaft deep into you and rode my prick, bouncing your delicious tits in my face.
You climaxed, twat succus spilling over my dick and soaking my pants. Shortly after I blew my incumbrance inside you. You kissed me then, my softening cock still late in your wet snatch.
You got off of me, licked my dick clear and tucked it away. You got dressed and left smiling. I just sat there shocked at what I had done.
I spent the following two weeks 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 peter at your cunt opening. Just before I plunged in you whispered, `` baby, I 'm pregnant ''. And of track that made me need to fuck you more than .... Much much more.


I hope you enjoyed my story. It was my first so go slowly on me. But I can say one affair, it made me very wet writing it ! < 3