When you walked into my office, I was immediately pulled into that state of mind all males experience around attractive young lady. I could n't help but comment the slightly darker fleck on your white-hot T-shirt, indicating your tit and that you were n't wearing any type of bra. The school 's gym drawers were so tight on you that every curve was showing which made my cock twitch in it 's restraints. You were looking down, blond tomentum swinging in presence of your flushed face.
I cleared my throat and asked, `` Miss Sir Walter Scott. Why are you in my office today ? ''
You went an even deep nicety of red, but did n't suffice. In all honesty it made me want you so badly.
'' fountainhead young woman Robert Falcon Scott ? ''
Quietly but audibly you said, `` Coach Tibber caught me touching myself in the modification elbow room, Sir. ''
My dick twitched at your words. Oh this was perfect ! I knew I should n't go there, but you were just so sodding, so hot and aphrodisiacal and I had to have you.
''
'' Touching yourself ? ''
You nodded in reply.
'' Well considering you do n't mind doing such a affair in public, show me just what the Coach caught you doing, Miss Robert Falcon Scott. ''
You looked up, shock highlighting your pretty minuscule face, your sodding back talk forming an O.
'' But ... but .. Sir .. I ''
I rose, trying to hide my hard on. `` I do n't make all day misfire Scott. ''
I moved to the threshold, flicked the lock and pulled all the shutters down. With a lowest second thought I flickered on the air-con, extra cold. I placed a large chair behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my secretary, asking her to offset the rest of my date as I had a serious payoff to distribute with. I looked at you.
'' Well ? ``
Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your taut gym shorts, your face bright red. I noticed that you were n't wearing any panties. I tsked to keep up the simulacrum that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your legs over the arms, giving me an amazing vista of your plane footling cunt. I knew this was wrong, that I could fall back my job for this, but my prick had taken over and was tugging at my zip.
You moved your fiddling bridge player down between your legs, dipping your fingers inside your hole to bump some cunt juices. Slowly you started to rub your swollen clit. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I have a go at it it. I unzipped my pants allowing my boxer-free dick to intrude out.i stroked it under the desk as I watched you. You bit your lip in pleasance, a slight moan escaping you. Oh my god I loved it. I decided I had better keep up my act, and tucked my prick away.
'' That 's enough young woman Scott. I think you 're enjoying this a bit too much. Tell me, have you ever had sex ? '' Without a Christian 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 girls deserve to be punished, do n't they Alison ? '' I asked you
You nodded, a secret gleam in your eye, a lack.
I chuckled and pushed you to the storey under my desk. I unzipped bloomers, my cock jumping free. Your centre widened at my length and again I chuckled.
'' Suck it '' I ordered you.
Without indisposition you grabbed my rod and brought it to your mouth. You kissed the headland lightly before shoving it mystifying into your throat, your rim wrapped around my all-day sucker tightly. I moaned and buried my hired man in your pilus, pushing my cock down further. You did n't gag, just happily sucked my cock as I fucked your throat. You were so thoroughly, felt so good that I could n't avail but blow my load deep in your pharynx. You happily swallowed.
I pulled my cock from your mouth.
'' Now Miss Robert Scott, I did n't want to cum just yet, so now I must penalize you. You see, I was gon na return the favor, lick that sweet-scented cunt of yours, but now I 'm not. ''
I pulled you to your feet, enjoying the sad expression on your cheek. I pushed you backwards so you landed on your back across the desk. I pulled up your legs so I had good memory access to your wet snatch.
'' I 'm going to know you young woman Scott. '' I told you, just before I plunged my entire length cervix uteri deep into your pussy.
You screamed softly. But looked at me and whispered `` Oh please please sleep together me ''
Your mingy pussy muscles clenched around my dick 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 button, so they were growing deaden with your kitty-cat succus. I could palpate 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 professorship. You were completely upset by this, so you climbed on my lap, pushing my dick deep into you and rode my cock, bouncing your delicious knocker in my face.
You climaxed, cunt succus spilling over my dick and soaking my pants. Shortly after I blew my burden inside you. You kissed me then, my softening cock still deep in your wet slit.
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 weeks worrying that you would dob on me, that I 'd lose my job. That was until you turned up in my berth 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 opening. Just before I plunged in you whispered, `` child, I 'm fraught ''. And of course that made me want to fuck you to a greater extent .... Much much more.


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