Punished By Mr. P ( Edited )
Anal, Blowjob, Gay, SchoolI walked in the empty hallways afterschool and sighed as I approached the classroom. I could not think I had to do this. But in parliamentary law for me to get my girlfriend's approving, I would hold to realise reparation with him. Finally, I reached the door and stopped. I gathered all my self-will and knocked twice.
beginning of all, let me excuse to you that I am a fourteen class old guy. I'm 5'6, 125 Cypriot pound and I have a stunning girlfriend. We've been talking about having sex but she doesn't want to do it until I cleared matter up with her dad. And who was her dad ? He was my science teacher, Mr. P, who I disliked. I had done many affair over the course of action of the school twelvemonth that had made him angry and that, coupled with the fact I was dating his daughter, had made me his least preferent student.
For a couple excruciating bit, I stood in silence, and thought that maybe he wasn't in the room. Just when I had given up and was about to walk away, the door swing music subject and standing in strawman of me was my science teacher. He was a pretty impose figure, standing at 6'0 and about 220 Ezra Pound. Only 35, he had a heavyset, brawny soma with wide shoulders and a bald capitulum. Though he was very large, his torso contained small fat. He looked down at me and snorted. Turning away and walking back into his room, he waved his fingerbreadth and beckoned me to follow.
I looked down at my invertebrate foot and shuffled along with him. He sat down behind his desk and then started looking at some papers. I stood in front of him, like a muggins, and felt my humor rising.
"What do you want ?"he muttered.
I raised my head and swallowed my pride.
"I came here to apologize, sir, and to ask for your boon to date your daughter."
He finally looked up at me, and chuckled."She told me you would be coming."
I nodded."I beg for your forgiveness for my behavior in your socio-economic class and I promise that I will be a good boyfriend to your daughter."
He tilted his capitulum an column inch."And why should I forgive you ?"
I bowed my head."I feel self-reproach for my actions and I will take any penalty that you see fitting."
He rubbed his well-shaven chin and considered it.
"okey, I will forgive you,"he said,"And let you date my daughter."
I let out a hint in relief.
"…But only if you accept my penalization and do not resist."
I nodded vigorously. I was just glad that Mr. P had forgiven me and thought that any punishment was to a greater extent than worth the delight that I would receive from my beautiful girlfriend.
He pointed at the desk closest to us."Go over to the desk and plication over it, facing away from me."
I was really upset. I didn't understand why he wanted me to do that."Wha-"
"Go !"he interrupted."Do you want my favourable reception or not ?"
I still felt wary but walked over to the desk and bent at the shank. Mr. K was given a clear view of my butt, which, honestly, was a very nice one. He slowly lifted his bombastic form from the desk and walked over to where I was.
"Now listen to me close,"he said."I'm going to paddle you and I'm going to spank you a lot and I'm going to larrup you hard. And after I spank you, you're going to pleasure me. If you resist or refuse, I will tell Sophia ( my girlfriend ) that you come to me to rationalise and that I caught you cheating on her."
I was shocked. ineffective to trust my ears, I stayed rooted to the spot. ‘ How could my girlfriend's dad be doing this'I thought.
"Take off your apparel,"he ordered.
I didn't move.
"Now !"
I scrambled, taking my shirt off and pulling my shorts down.
"boxershorts too."
Hesitantly, I stripped my boxershorts as well and stood there with my humanity exposed. My 6-inch cock dangled, soft.
Mr. P then took off his own shirt and revealed his hairless upper dead body. He Brobdingnagian pecs and intemperately abs, with a lowly trail leading to the waistband of his pants. Mr. P shoved me back down so that that case was pressed up against the desk. I quickly grabbed on to the position and not a moment too soon.
‘ Smack !'The first one came gruelling and I jerked in botheration. Thomas More followed in rapid succession as my ass was hammered by his paw. I writhed around and clutched on the desk tightly as he continued for thirty seconds. I was horrified to feel myself getting hard as he assaulted me. Finally, mercifully, he stopped and my behind burned.
I had no meter to recuperate before he commanded,"Turn around and get on your knees."
Beaten out of all of my will, I shamefully did as he said. My face was level with his hip and I looked up at his imposing, well-toned soma. He then undid his knock buckle and softly tapped my cheek with it. I winced. Mr. P unzipped his gasp and pulled out his phallus. My eye went lawless. There, in battlefront of me, was a monumental cock. It was only half-hard but was already 8 inches.
"You know what to do,"he smirked.
quivering, I told grip of it in my hand, which was capable to grasp just over half of it. I started rubbing back and Forth River and he moaned. His tool rose to its to the full sizing, 10 inches. I looked up at his brass and he motioned for me to stay on. I inched my mouth to his cock and lightly kissed the gargantuan principal. Pre-cum started seeping out. I licked the bottom of it and fondled the balls. Then, finally ready, I engulfed his principal in my oral fissure. He groaned in pleasure.
Going further, I tried to choke down all of it but could only get 6 inches before I started gagging. I pulled off and started licking the oral sex and then the entire member. Once again, I wrapped my backtalk over it and started bobbing back and Forth. My own penis became rock-solid, and I decided to just try and revel this. Mr. P had his center closed and grabbed the vertebral column of my head with both work force. He started thrusting my head towards and away from his body. I let him ascertain me as he had me go back and Forth River. I tried throating him as my eye reached just in from his nicely-shaven pubis.
After a couple minutes of giving him a blowjob, Mr. P pulled my backtalk of his shaft. His middle, which were glazed over during the BJ, came back into focus.
He gave me a nasty smiling."Go back and twist over."
I nodded and quickly assumed the position. I looked back to see what he was doing. Mr. P was fully naked now and reached into his desk drawer. He pulled out some lube and applied it to his cock. He came over and rubbed some on my asshole. Shocked, I realized what he was planning.
"Please, Mr. P, don't do this,"I begged.
He just pushed my headway down and placed the tip of his penis at my entrance. He slowly started pushing into my mess and I felt vast pressure. He was soon 2 inches in me and I groaned in pain in the ass. Suddenly, he grunted as he thrust over one-half of his penis into my whoreson. I screamed and he covered my back talk with his hand. Mr. P pulled out nearly all the way and then rammed it in again, even further. He repeated this natural process until he thrust in again one more time and I felt his balls slap against me. I gasped, all 10 inches were in me.
Mr. P started fucking me with wild unconstraint and pressed his breast and stomach on my cover. Mr. P continued this for barely a minute until he came. I felt squirt after squirt of his warm seed fill me up. A second later, I came with him and my cock jerked as my cum splattered onto the desk. Exhausted, Mr. P collapsed, his weightiness on me.
"We're going to be doing Sir Thomas More of this, Jason."he sighed."I guarantee it. ”