Tag: High School

He sat her down on the couch, gently pushing downward on her shoulders until her tiny little panty clad butt made contact.
She was small and quiet. Trustworthy. Innocent.
And in total awe of him.
Just how he liked it.
He loomed over her, in both size and stature. Her, small and just 18. And he – tall, imposing and fifteen years her senior. A teacher. A mentor. With total control, he seemed god- like to her.
She worshipped him from day one, watched him from the back of the class with those big green eyes, following his every word and gesture. Catching him catching her glancing at the bulge in his jeans whenever he got up from behind his desk to lecture.
He would smile as she grew bright pink and adverted her eyes, all the while her sweet little pussy would mimic the flush on her face and her clit would throb. Throb. Throb.
Now, sitting before her, in his office – he felt like a spider that had trapped a tasty treat. He sat down on a chair opposite her, entirely too close. His cologne making her head spin. And she felt herself begin to throb. Throb. Throb. As if her pussy was already milking the cock she so desperately wanted inside of her.
“What can I do for you, Lyla?”
He scooted closer, toying with her.
She had come to him with no clear agenda. She was brazen this day. Having gotten high with her friends in between classes, she found herself floating on a cloud all class. Eye fucking him openly as the effects of the weed increased sensitivity everywhere all over her body. She could feel her nipples rub against the cloth of her tank top. Her clit strain against the cotton of her light blue panties. Her knees kept gently parting, as if they had a mind of their own. A woman possessed, she had knocked on his office door immediately after class, nothing thinking, not really. Just letting her body and her lust guide her.
And now she sat before him, alone, their legs inches from touching, with no plan and no words. Totally stoned. Totally overwhelmed.
He could tell from the glazed over look in her eyes that she was high. And extremely horny. But clearly, nerves will still getting the best of her as she struggled to find words.
“I just needed to talk to you about…some …thing. It was, well..uhm..”
He decided to help her relax a bit.
“I was just about to try out my new cartridge,” he said, pulling out his weed pen from his desk drawer. “Did you want some?”
She was a bit taken back. It was the last thing she expected from him. It caught her off guard. But she nodded yes. Her body once again making decisions for her.
He handed it to her and she inhaled deeply. The smoke rolling from her pretty full lips, tangling with her brown curls and down towards her peeking breasts and hard nipples made his cock lurch. He moaned audibly at the sight, causing her to look up. Her eyes half lidded, the weed already taking effect.
“You look like you liked that, like you’ve done that before” he said. His voice lower now with obvious arousal.
She nodded sheepishly, having been found out and smiled, “Yes, Mr. Hughes. I’m not as innocent as everyone suspects I am, I suppose.”
“I suppose not,” he took the pen from her, inhaling deeply himself. She stared at him openly, in awe of both him and for this moment in time.
He leaned forward. All his inhibitions lost. She was tasty and after months of this cat and mouse, his body, too, was outweighing any and all logic. He could feel his cock straining against his fly, pre cum dampening his boxers as he glanced down between her legs, following them up until they stopped at the hem of her tiny skirt. Her tiny skirt that had been hiked up to the very tops of her thighs. He could
see the beginning of her sweet little mound, wrapped nicely in the blue panties like a present. His cock leaked steadily now as he placed his hand gently on her leg.
She inhaled sharply.
They locked eyes as his hand began sliding slowly up up up and towards the inside of her leg, stopping just at the start of her panty line. His finger tips brushing her.
Her heart was racing now and she was dizzy from the pot and arousal. Her eyes, even more half lidded and glazed stared into his with this tranced out look that was making his cock pulsate.
“I suppose not,” he repeated to himself, as he intentionally and ever so lightly traced a finger up the middle of her puffy slit. Stopping at her swollen clit, circling it again and again and again as she went slack jacked and began ever so slightly rocking her hips. She mewled and gasped, eyes rolling backward and he gently pinched it, jerking it almost, up and down the length of it.
“Yessss….” he hissed, as he watched her begin to loose her sweet little mind. He doubted any of these high school boys even knew what the clit was. So this must’ve been explosive for her to say the least. She was completely overtaken with pleasure.
“Yess, that’s it. Sweet little thing. Let me make you feel good.”
She was close now, as he thumbed her little rigid nub up and down, whispering dirty things in her ear, telling her to let go, give in, let yourself feel yummy.
She could barely form words, “I-I f-f-feeeel y-yyum-yummmmyyyy…” she said slowly, repeating him, eyes rolled all the way back, humping his hand and he pushed her closer and closer. All the while through her thin cotton panties. A damp dark blue patch was spreading, growing, at the base of her pussy.
He pushed his chair back and in one swift motion, spread her knees and sat before her. She looked down at him, too lost too close to cumming to protest or question, and let him spread her. He reached up, pulled her panties to the side, staring at the beauty of her cute little pussy and throbbing pink clit peeking out from the top of her puffy lips. He needed it in his mouth. He grabbed her butt, pulling her towards him, and licked her clit.
She moaned long and low. He took in into his mouth and began to nurse it, lovingly, all the while moaning and jerking himself through his jeans. He suckled at it and she fell back into a deep trance state, humping air, eyes rolled fully back, gasping and mewling.
This time she spoke of her own accord.
“You’re making me feel yummy, Mr. Hughes. You’re making me feel yummmmyy…”
This almost made him cum in his pants then and there. He had to stop stroking himself, his cock throbbed and squirted a little bit. He moaning more, nursing and suckling as she went deeper and deeper and lost her mind further and further.
When he could stand it no more, he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, jerking it before her as she stared up at him, still desperately needing to cum. Eyes rolling, straining to focus, she reached for his throbbing cock. He grabbed her chin gently and guided to the tip, squeezing for her to open, as he slid himself into her mouth trying to hold back from cumming just at the sight. He gently started fucking her face as the trance like state once again took over her body, her eyes glazing over a he thrust slowly.
He pulled out suddenly, knowing he couldn’t last much longer and pushed her gently back on to the couch, spreading her once again and he positioned himself. He rubbed the tip of his cock on her clit until she was in a frenzy once again, her pussy throbbing, needing to milk his cock. Inviting it. Her slowly slid in, his size filling her, every nerve on fire, her head rolling, as she drooled a little. “Yessss….good girl. Yesss…that’s it. That’s it. Take it all. Good girl. Yesss…”
He slid further and further into her while he rubbed her cute pink clit.
She milked him and he couldn’t barely hold back. But he was determined to feel this tiny pussy cumming on his dick first.
He rubbed her clit faster now, he hips pumping up and down now and her pussy tightened and tightened and she grew closer and closer. Eyes glazed over, drooling, silently humping.
“Good girl. You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you? Yes, you are. Good girl.”
And she did. Hard. Twitching and spasming on his cock, her body jumping with every contraction of her pussy on his dick, moaning so loudly that for a split second he almost cared about being caught. Almost.
As she was thrusting upward and cumming, he finally could hold back no more.
“I’m cumming inside you. I’m filling you, sweet girl. Filling you. Yesss….” he thrust into her deeply as he came inside her, his dick jerking and pulsating and spilling. She could feel him filling her and it sent her over the edge all over again, another series of spasm wracking her tiny body.