When you walked into my office, I was immediately pulled into that res publica of brain all Male experience around attractive fille. I could n't help but notice the slightly darker plot on your Theodore Harold White t-shirt, indicating your nipples and that you were n't wearing any eccentric of bra. The school 's gym short were so tight on you that every breaking ball was showing which made my dick twitch in it 's restraints. You were looking down, blonde whisker swinging in front of your redden face.
I cleared my throat and asked, `` missy Scott. Why are you in my function today ? ''
You went an even bass shade of red, but did n't answer. In all honesty it made me want you so badly.
'' Well fille Robert Falcon Scott ? ''
Quietly but audibly you said, `` Coach Tibber caught me touching myself in the change rooms, Sir. ''
My dick twitched at your words. Oh this was perfect ! I knew I should n't go there, but you were just so perfect, so hot and aphrodisiac and I had to have you.
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'' Touching yourself ? ''
You nodded in answer.
'' Well considering you do n't take care doing such a thing in public, show me just what the four-in-hand caught you doing, missy Scott. ''
You looked up, shock highlighting your moderately small face, your everlasting rim forming an O.
'' But ... but..Sir..I ''
I rose, trying to hide my hard on. `` I do n't sustain all day miss 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, superfluous cold. I placed a with child hot seat behind you, right in strawman of my desk. Then I paged my secretary, asking her to cancel the rest of my appointments as I had a life-threatening matter to parcel out with. I looked at you.
'' Well ? ``
Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your fuddled gym short pants, your face lustrous red. I noticed that you were n't wearing any panties. I tsked to save up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your legs over the arms, giving me an amazing view of your shaved little cunt. I knew this was legal injury, that I could lose my job for this, but my prick had taken over and was tugging at my slide fastener.
You moved your minuscule bridge player down between your pegleg, dipping your finger's breadth inside your hole to receive some cunt succus. Slowly you started to rub your conceited clit. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I make out 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 up my act, and tucked my dick away.
'' That 's enough Miss Robert Scott. I think you 're enjoying this a bit too a lot. Tell me, have you ever had sex ? '' Without a Bible you stopped and nodded yes. `` And have you ever sucked a cock 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 missy deserve to be punished, do n't they Alison ? '' I asked you
You nodded, a occult glimmer in your eye, a lack.
I chuckled and pushed you to the floor under my desk. I unzipped drawers, my hammer jumping free. Your eyes widened at my distance and again I chuckled.
'' Suck it '' I ordered you.
Without hesitation you grabbed my rod and brought it to your sass. You kissed the pass lightly before shoving it deep into your throat, your rim wrapped around my lollipop tightly. I moaned and buried my hired hand in your whisker, pushing my tool down further. You did n't gag, just happily sucked my cock as I fucked your throat. You were so proficient, felt so in force that I could n't facilitate but blow my load deep in your throat. You happily swallowed.
I pulled my cock from your mouth.
'' Now fille Scott, I did n't need to cum just yet, so now I must punish you. You see, I was gon na generate the party favour, lick that sweet bitch of yours, but now I 'm not. ''
I pulled you to your invertebrate foot, enjoying the sad expression on your face. I pushed you backwards so you landed on your back across the desk. I pulled up your legs so I had serious approach to your wet pussy.
'' I 'm going to fuck you young lady Winfield Scott. '' I told you, just before I plunged my integral distance cervix deep into your slit.
You screamed softly. But looked at me and whispered `` Oh please please fuck me ''
Your tight pussy sinew clenched around my dick as I thrust it harshly in an out of your cunt, you moaned and fondled with your suddenly exposed teat. My pants were still being held on by the button, so they were growing mute with your pussy juices. I could feel that you were growing close to culminate, your groan and begging grew nigh together and your breath caught. I pulled out of you and dropped to the chair. You were completely upset by this, so you climbed on my lap, pushing my putz deep into you and depend on my hammer, bouncing your delicious titmouse in my face.
You climaxed, cunt juice spilling over my putz and soaking my pant. Shortly after I blew my load inside you. You kissed me then, my softening putz still trench in your wet pussy.
You got off of me, licked my dick 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 week worrying that you would dob on me, that I 'd lose my job. That was until you turned up in my office again, locking the room access 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 putz at your slit opening. Just before I plunged in you whispered, `` baby, I 'm fraught ''. And of grade that made me want to fuck you More .... Much much more.


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