One time I was sick on the day of a big chemistry test. When I came back to school my teacher, Mr. Eddington, gave me the make up test in another room adjacent to the main classroom. He told me that I had to stay put until the end of class and that I wasn’t allowed to come into regular class that day. Having 2 hours to take the test I managed to finish early. At first I sat there just staring at the walls. I didn’t bring anything to read, there was no reading material in the room either. I didn’t bring a notebook to doodle on so I decided since I had a whole hour to go I could get by with masturbating a little. I pulled up my skirt and fondled my clit with my ink pen, then I set in to fingering my honey hole. It started to feel so good that I felt comfortable enough to stick my feet up on the desk so that I could push into my pussy a bit deeper. I wasn’t paying attention to the clock. The bell rang and I was still pumping my sweet, sexy cunt.
I tried very quickly to arrange myself but Mr. Eddington entered the room before I could get my panties back on. He came inside and quickly shut the door, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one saw the naughtiness that was going down. “Miss Ashlee,” he said, “what are you doing?” he said it with a smile that told me he didn’t mind that much. I immediately thought of the girl I had seen on the news–the one who had sex with her biology teacher. The teacher got in trouble. I didn’t want Mr. Eddington to get in trouble so I apologized and asked if I could please go to the bathroom. I asked him if I was in trouble. He said no. I said OK and again asked to leave.
“Well, you’re not in trouble, yet.” He said, “I haven’t told anyone about this, yet–but of course you know that it’s up to you whether or not I do.” “OK, what do I have to do to make sure I don’t get into trouble for this?” He unzipped his pants and took out a huge, thick cock. I have to admit, it looked good, but I still didn’t want to cause any trouble. I said that I appreciated a chance to get out of trouble, but that maybe detention might not be so bad. I told him I didn’t want to end up on the news like that girl I saw on TV the night before.
“Well, as I see it you don’t have an option, Ashlee,” he said, “you’re going to take care of this or one way or the other, you’ll be getting a lot more than attention. I have ways of starting nasty rumors around school. It’s not only threat of detention here, it is your very reputation!” “Miss Ashlee, I think you owe me an oral dissertation instead of this test.” He tore up the test I had taken. “Now, if you continue to be non-compliant I will be forced to enter this grade into my grade book as a 0.” He did a tsk tsk tsk, “That would wreck the A you have in this class,” He started to stroke his dick slowing. It hardened more.
I got onto my knees before Mr. Eddington’s immense member. I pressed my lips to the spongy head. Then I slid my tongue under it and around and then worked my mouth about 1/4 the way down his shaft. It was all I could take, or so I thought. Before I knew it, Mr. Eddington was forcing my head down the rest of the way. He was pushing that mushroom head into my throat causing me to gag and slurp and spit. “That’s a girl, we’re just getting started,” he said. “Yeah, naughty little mouth with a finger that stinks of pussy!” He started to fuck my face wrapping his hands around my long blonde hair.
He reached down and opened my shirt. “Yeah, look at those! Biggest tits in school, isn’t that what the boys say? You showin’ these around Miss Ashlee?” he pinched my nipples. “I’m gonna cum,” he said. He removed his cock from my mouth and started to jack off on my face and tits, the load he spilled was copious. He told me to get cleaned up and meet him back at the end of the day for round 2.