The sun finally peaked out behind the gray clouds and the stained glass window began to glow in the dimly lit, gothic style atrium. The faces of saints, the tattered clothing of prophets, and the sun in old narratives shine brightly…and look on while I mercilessly fuck the young girl until she has all but denounced everyone of them with her moans and the way she begs for my cock. Her black thigh high stockings leading up to a pleated skirt bunched up around her waist with her panties pulled to the side. The sleeves of my white oxford shirt rolled up as my hands roughly grope at her tits, pinching and pulling at each nipple while I pump into her from behind. I growl and grunt all the filth in her ear that all her young boyfriends were too afraid and shy to ever use. Her pussy responds by coating my cock in her sweet, teenage nectar.
"F…FU…FUCK. ME."
My hand reaches down between her legs and begins to stroke her sensitive clit.
"You're going to cum for me like a good little girl now, aren't you Samantha?”
"FUCK. YES MR. SMITH, YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME FUCKING CUM!"
I stroke her little clit harder to meet my increased rhythm. I know she can feel my cock throbbing every time it kisses her womb, my balls swelling as they slap against her. My hands dig into her hips hard enough to leave marks and I drag my tongue along the curve of her ear.
"Cum nice and hard for me and I'll keep you full of this cock for the rest of the semester, understood?"
"OH MY GOD. I'M…I'M….FUCCKKKK."
I was easily the youngest male teacher at the private boarding school. I started off with good intentions; an ambition to lead young people into adulthood through academics. As those first few years cruised on by, however, something in me had changed. Slowly but surely, I began to lose sight of those goals. I reveled in the power of suggestion that I held over students, especially female ones. It sure didn't take long for me to notice the stares and hear some of the whispers in the hallway. I was taller than all the students or other faculty members and I was in better physical shape than the majority of the athletes in school.
The first time, the first girl, she knew exactly what she was getting into. She just needed some extra help after class. We set up regularly scheduled meetings but after the second or third one, her flirting became less subtle, her clothing became more revealing, and she used every excuse she could to brush against me or place her hand on my shoulder or arm. Within a few more of our meetings I succumbed to one of the darker sides of my profession, I was fucking my student, and I LOVED EVERY SECOND OF IT. How much tighter her pussy was than what I had grown used to, how much firmer her tits and ass were. She embodied every aspect of a horny, catholic schoolgirl. After her, it practically became sport for the older girls in school, almost a challenge to see which one in the group could fuck their way into an A+ from me.
As much fun as those first couple of girls were, however, they didn’t come anywhere close to my Samantha. Her entire body oozed sex appeal to me. Small with a swimmers body, long thick black hair, beautiful brown eyes highlighted under perfectly shaped eyebrows, a face I could never stop looking at, even when I was teaching class. Her bubbly ass always accentuated when she rolled her skirt up past the dress code required length. I could feel my cock twitch and stir when I watched her in class or walking down the hall. I knew the second I saw her that I was going to have her one way or another.
“Mr. Smith, you said you wanted to see me?”
“Yes, come in and have a seat. I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news. Your scholarship offer to RIT is being revoked.”
“Bu…but why? My grades…I’ve been making straight A’s all year…”
“That may be so, but it turns out one of your letters of recommendation did not arrive by the deadline. I’m sorry.”
Panic sets in and her eyes begin to water. Don’t worry Samantha, what I’m going to give you will be so much better. I stand from my chair and clear my throat. Giving her a look of sympathy, I walk around the desk and stand behind her chair. My hands begin to lightly massage her shoulders.
“Now, now, there are plenty of other schools. U Mass has a similar program and…”
“Yeah but out of state tuition…my parents…God, what do I do?”
“Well, I suppose I do still have a colleague or two that are pretty big RIT alumni, maybe I can ask around and…”
Those beautiful almond eyes light back up. Of course, I agree to put in a request to my “colleagues”.
“Tell you what. We can even just keep this little meeting to ourselves, if you would like. I wouldn’t want your parents to get worried or concerned about some misplaced paperwork. I’ll let you know when I hear back from RIT.”
The following week I call Samantha back into my office. When I give her the news about her newfound acceptance, she practically leaps into my arms thanking me. Wether or not she could feel the bulge forming in my pants as her tight little body presses against me won’t be relevant much longer…
“It’s certainly not a problem. I’m more than happy to help a student in need, especially one that’s so smart and beautiful…and that can take care of some of my own needs.”
The fear sets in and her eyes widen.
“I..I don’t know…I mean I didn’t think…”
I step closer to her, backing her towards the door.
“Don’t act dumb. You know me and you know my reputation in this school. I’ve made turning little girls like you into cock-starved sluts an art form.”
She reaches behind her to find the door knob. My hand slams behind her head, blocking the door from opening and pinning her.
“It can just be our secret and it only has to be one time. Now, do you want that scholarship offer from RIT or not?”
“…as…as long as it’s just once…and no one ever…”
“They won’t.”
My hands grab at her tiny waist and I push her against the door, pressing my lips to her. Her inexperience shows, I can feel her body tensing up with nervousness. No matter, they all start out this way. I kiss the side of her neck and my hands lift up her skirt. God. This tight, firm, ass…. I massage her bubbly butt while my tongue caresses her ear. My heavy breathing and groaning are having an effect on her. She begins to relax and her breathing picks up. Her body is submitting to me.
I stare at her with a little smirk while I remove my shirt. I take her hands and place them on my chest. She hesitantly begins to explore my arms and shoulders. My hands run back up her curves and begin to paw and knead at her perfect tits while they begin to heave with her increased breathing. Mmmm this little slut is finally getting into it. I take her hands again, but this time I direct her to my barely-contained cock. A hint of a smile spreads across her face.
“Do you want to see it?”
“..y…yes”
“Beg.”
“P..please. Mr. Smith can I see…see your….”
“Cock. Beg.”
“Please let me see that big cock, Mr. Smith.”
I unzip my pants, freeing my hard dick from the confines of my slacks. The second she wraps her little hands around me, I growl like an animal. I slide her panties to the side and run the length of my shaft along her gushing slit.
“Already so wet for me.”
She doesn’t say anything so I tease her some more. I brush my precum drooling tip against her clit and she instinctively lifts her leg along my hip. I don’t give her what her body wants, though. She has to beg for it like a good girl.
“Fuck…fu…please…”
I groan in her ear each time my cock strokes her little clit. It takes everything I have not to give in to my most basic primal urges and to take her like a bitch in heat.
“Say it.”
“Please FUCK me Mr. Smith.”
I’ve never slid into something so tight and perfect. Within minutes I had her lifted up, her legs wrapped around me. I fuck her into the door like a savage, not caring about the fact that anyone still on the same floor can here us. My hands grip her ass and I pulled her into every thrust. I’d never fucked any of the other girls half as hard as this.
“GOD. FUCK. This is the tightest…UGH…pussy I’ve ever had…”
“YES YES YES. FUCK ME. MR SMITH FUCK MEEEE”
I don’t even care if she is on the pill or not. I’m going to cum harder than I’ve ever done before and she is going to take every drop. Her walls soon began to contract around me and her moans become louder, her face is flushed.
“Mr. Smith…FUCK…I’m…”
She comes so hard that it sends me over the edge. I sink my teeth into her shoulder and hold her against my cock until I’ve pumped every drop of seed into her tight little pussy. At least 10 minutes passes before we’ve collected ourselves enough to speak.
“I believe that will be all for today, Samantha. Perhaps tomorrow you can assist me after mass.”
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