by Jay Merson
It was a little redhead from the sixth form, a cheeky little slut he knew her to be. Even in his short time at the school her name and face had been made known to him on more than one occasion. Her blouse was open at the front and she made no attempt to try to cover the swelling mounds of her breasts. Bits of straw littered her cropped red hair and her face was flushed with sexual excitement.
"You, boy, who are you? The headmaster demanded, "For no male pupils exist at this school."
The boy refused to answer but busied himself instead trying to get free of the grip on his shirt.
"He's my boyfriend," the girl said haughtily as though that explained and rectified all.
The headmaster released the boy and the frightened youth fled from the building like a scalded cat.
"This area is out of bounds to pupils and you know it," the headmaster stated releasing his grip on her wrist.
"So?" the girl replied, brazenly standing with her chest pushed out and aware of his frequent glances at her exposed cleavage.
He liked her; despite the cheek and disrespect that she displayed he found that the slut had a certain appeal. Not just her obvious state of sexual arousal, nor the way she was standing defiant and offering her breasts to him. She was a knowing little thing, a sexually experienced one too he guessed and at this moment hot and ripe for the taking. He felt his cock stir in his trousers, hardening at the thought of fucking the little bitch and of giving her a real man's cock. The girl would be used to a boy's dick, inexperienced fumbling and groping with sex simply as put it in and rut until he came. This little whore would wail well with a sizeable cock touching the tender parts of her soft interior. She was a challenge, a teasing and irresistible challenge that simply had to be met and conquered.
"Were you engaged in sexual activity?"
"What if we were?"
"Was it full sex or simply groping?"
He felt his cock jerk as the smiling girl continued to counter his questions.
"You spoiled the best bit when you came in, we were just..."
"Breaches of rules warrant punishment."
"So? Punish me then," she responded cheekily. "If that is, you can take your eyes off my tits for long enough."
His reaction was swift and positive, a stunning speed from a man of his age; it took the girl by complete surprise. His left hand gripped her hair at the top and pulled her head toward him to double her over backward, his mouth covered hers and his eager tongue forcing far down into her mouth. At the same time his right hand slid down inside her bra to cup her left breast and to squeeze it in a passionate fondling of high arousal, his fingers gripping her erect nipple between them.
The girl, once over the initial shock responded with equal passion, her arms circled his shoulders and she met his kiss with a fervent hunger of female sexual need. She whimpered softly as his tongue explored the inside of her mouth and she felt the size of his hard erection pressing against the outside of her thigh. She gave no protest as his right slipped out of the bra, travelled down over her stomach and cupped her pussy mound through her clothing. She began panting into his mouth, her own hot breath coming in jerky heaves of high passion as the wonderful sensations of the pressure on her clitoris and pussy lips coursed through her.
The headmaster ended the kiss but held her as she was, bent back with her hips thrust forward, he slid his hand down, up under her short skirt to again cup her pussy through the thin material of her little panties. He rested his middle along the slit of her pussy, pressing the material in and testing her wetness.
"Could you take a real cock I wonder?" he panted excitedly.
The girl maintained her defiance.
"Try me," she breathed urgently and tried again to kiss him.
She gasped as his fingers slid under the side elastic of her panties, the fingertips teasing at her hard bud and her enflamed labia. The girl gave a huge sigh of pleasure as his thick long finger slid up inside her wet love tunnel to explore her soft, warm interior. She was like a dog on heat, breathing hard now in loud laboured gasps, her whole body tensed and relaxed as his finger slid easily in and out of her body, lubricated by her copious juices. She shuddered in involuntary spasm as his thumb rubbed back and forth over the tip of her hard clitoris and she cried out as the wonderful feelings tugged at her very insides.
Her hands now roamed his body, caressing passionately her older seducer, trying to slide down between their bodies and to take hold of his pulsing erection. To feel for the first time a fully developed cock, an older man's cock, a rampant and throbbing cock.
"Too eager, you little bitch" he cautioned and withdrew his fingers, "too eager by half."
He shoved her by a hand in the centre of her back, toward the old wooden stalls that once served to house coach horses. One hand slipped up the back of her skirt to fondle the taut, silky rounds of the slut's buttocks. The headmaster pushed her, face against the wooden stall wall, lifted her skirt at the back and pressed himself hard against her backside, his hard cock laying flat along the tight cleft that her cheeks formed. For many minutes he held her there, rubbing himself against her warm little body, his hands circled her waist to cup her ample breasts and to knead them as he moaned his pleasure.
This girl was a delight, why she aroused him so he didn't know. She wasn't that pretty but she held a thrilling excitement for him, perhaps it was her youthful defiance that excited him so. Her body though and the way the slut was simply begging to be fucked thrilled him, to give her a good sized cock, to push it up inside her tight little pussy would be heaven itself. He would revel in her reaction to the unusual size of his member, as it travelled up inside her body and produced the sweet sensations of sex.
His hands dropped down over her hips and to the side strings of her panties, he breathed in hard excited rasps as he slid the little garment down and then pressed his cock back against her, this time pulsing flesh on young naked buttocks.
The little bitch extended her arms, gripping the wooden rail above her and preparing herself to receive him. Her back arched and she shifted her feet apart to allow him access. The girl cried out as the head of his great cock slipped up between the backs of her thighs and pressed against the soft, moist inner lips of her pussy.
Her back arched and her head slunk back, she cried out as the head of his huge cock entered her tight little pussy. Her inner lips stretched to receive him, expanding around the great bulbous head and gripping it tightly.
"Aaaah, oh God."
Her grip on the rail above her increased, her knuckles bled white as her tension and hesitant fear increased. She lifted herself up onto tiptoe as his full length was pushed up inside her to the hilt. The girl rested there, breathing hard as her body adapted to the enormous size of the warm invader.
"Is that good, you teasing little bitch? Like a real cock do you?"
The girl whimpered and gasped as he began thrusting, her body crushed against the wooden wall of the stall as he pounded against her to ram his cock hard up into her. Her little body was slammed time and again, her mound and clitoris rubbed against the rough wooden wall as he rutted into her in a heated and lust-filled pumping. His hands pulled now at her rubbery nipples, pinching them hard in his wild excitement as his climax steadily built. The headmaster was panting hard, grunting loudly in pleasure at the feel of the tight grip of her internal muscles around his cock. He loved the sweet feel of her firm tits and the warmth that her body radiated over to him, both were a true delight; but best of all was her discomfort. The bitch didn't know what had had hit her, the size of his cock, the brutal fucking must have come a total surprise to her and he rutted harder as she whimpered fearfully to the wall.
Her head jerked and her body jolted, faster and faster as his excitement increased. At last he came and she cried out, a gurgle emitted from her throat as she felt the hot spurts of his come jetting far up inside her little body. She slumped to her knees as he pulled out of her, his thick warm seed dribbling from her sore pussy lips.
/> The headmaster stood over the sobbing form crumpled on the stall floor; he held his softening cock in one hand and gloated.
"That was a proper fucking, you little bitch. Report to my study tomorrow at five o'clock, and then I will decide on your future here."
***
He had found it by chance during his inspection, the little janitor's cupboard next to the shower block on the edge of the playing fields. It was ideal; bushes and trees concealed his entry and exit screening the door at the rear of the block. It had a lock on the stout door and, even better still, the hole in the wall that peeped through into the showers and changing rooms themselves. He smiled as he thought of caretakers past that had use the peephole to view and to lust over the naked girls in silent secrecy. The headmaster checked his watch, the games sessions would begin at two o'clock and he had half an hour to wait, he settled himself on the rickety old chair and lined his eye at the hole in readiness to gain the best possible view.
Shrieking and giggling; the sixth form girls filed into the changing rooms and began to undress, some sitting on the long, low wooden benches and others standing next to a locker.
The headmaster felt his cock rising and hardening as he watched the display of firm young flesh, tight clinging panties and restricting and supporting little bras. He freed his cock from his trousers and gripped his pulsing shaft, sliding his hand slowly back and forth as he watched through the peephole. He gasped and quickened his pace as the array of breasts became revealed, the sweet little orbs dancing delightfully as the girls played and joked with one another in high spirits. He ogled the differing sized of nipples and the way the rosy pink buds stuck out in firmness, he sighed inwardly and increased the pace of his wanking again.
Panties now, slipping down over their slim shapely hips and thighs to reveal many differing colours and quantities of public hair, some of the gussets clinging between the folds of their labia until pulled free. The little sluts bent and sat now in a naked display of their bodies as they put on the little socks and sports shoes. He felt himself coming as one girl parted her thighs, raising one leg idly up onto the bench to tie her shoelace. Her slim legs, long and elegant, looked so inviting and her thighs, creamy white and tender made him shudder involuntarily. The headmaster imagined himself, with his head between her thighs and licking at her sweet little pussy. He grunted, tensed and then came, spurting his sperm out in excited jerks as he watched the slut displaying herself. She, although she was blissfully unaware of it, had just been added to his list.
***
The cheeky little redhead from the encounter in the stable block entered his study in a theatrical gush, her sensual red lips were parted sexily in a huge smile that creased her face in joy. At a nod from the headmaster she locked the door and walked across the room to stand before his desk. Before he had time to speak she gathered the hem of her skirt and hoisted it up around her waist holding it there brazenly as he ogled her. The girl wore wispy little panties, the white material so thin so as to be almost transparent, and the bush of her red pubic hair clearly visible beneath.
Quite why this little slut excited him so he still couldn't fathom but that she did was certain.
The way the little bitch offered herself so willingly, defiant of his authority and revelling in offering herself and her body for sex. The little slut would have to be tamed that was for sure, brought to heel and made to fall in to line but the thrill of the challenge exited him beyond all else. Pain and punishment would alter her ways but inwardly he liked her rebellious and carefree attitude, it gave him a harder erection that he had attained before and his cock throbbed incessantly its need for the game to continue.
The headmaster stirred his finger lazily in the air to instruct her to turn and the slut did so, presenting her back and arching it so as to offer her taut buttocks in wonderful full glory. He groaned aloud at the sight, the thin material was hugging her firm buttocks to emphasis further their shape and the cleft between them before disappearing down between the tops of her slender thighs. He fumbled to release his trousers and gave a relieved sigh as his pulsing shaft sprang free of the restricting clothing.
He took his camera out of the draw and snapped off two shots, got her to turn and face him and then several more as confirmation of her willingness should it ever be needed.
"Come here slut," he ordered her.
Once the girl was standing by his side he slipped his right hand up inside the back of her little panties, two of his fingers slipping easily up into her wet pussy and his thumb pressing on the tight little ring of her anus. He delighted not only in the feel of her but her expression of marvelled amazement as she looked down at his stiff cock.
She gasped and gave an involuntary little shiver as the pressure on her anus increased. The girl bit her bottom lip and then cried out as the head of his thumb forced the tight circle of muscles apart and slid up inside her back passage.
He loved the way the little bitch simply stood there, her hands holding her skirt up around her waist whilst he fingered her. Further up he pushed, her face creased in a pained expression of great discomfort mixed with pleasure to thrill him more so. Up and up he pushed the thumb until his hand prevented any further intrusion into her little body. He wriggled his fingers and thumb in tandem, feeling her insides and the thin separating membrane of her body.
The girl tucked her skirt into the waistband so as to hold it up and to free her hands, one placed on the desk to steady her and the other reached out to grasp his big cock.
The headmaster watched in fascination as her tiny hand and fingers circled his thick shaft, closing slowly around it to draw a huge sigh of pleasure from him at her hesitant touch. He shifted his hips and moaned aloud as she began slowly wanking his throbbing member. As his excitement built he began pumping his fingers and thumb in and out of her, increasing the pace and force used as he muttered his delight at her wanking of him.
The girl was lost in a heady world of sexual discovery and experimentation. Her mouth hung open, her eyes were wide in awe and her body pulsed its need as she panted heavily in her high state of arousal. The fingering of her two passages at the same time was alien to her, thrilling, so exciting and yet naughtily so.
Harder and faster still be pumped into her, forcing her up onto tiptoe as his inward thrusts became more urgent. The headmaster was panting hard also now, his climax building and moving rapidly toward the point of no return. His other hand reached up and grasped her hair, his strong hand pulling her little head down to envelope the head of his cock with her soft, wet mouth.
The girl struggled and tensed as she sensed him coming, she tried to pull back but his grip on her hair was simply too strong. The relentless and painful fingering in her arse and pussy was jolting her body hard to make maintaining her balance a difficult thing. The pressure on her head, pinning her down and the hot throbbing cock in her mouth all served to prevent and to stifle any resistance. She gagged in revulsion as he came, her body locking rigid to clamp her internal muscle tightly around his fingers and thumb up inside her. She choked and gagged again, muffled protests she uttered as the thick cream spurted excitedly into her mouth and throat in forceful jets of ejaculation. On and on the spurts went, filling her little mouth easily and the surplus come dribbling out to drip down her lips and chin. Try as she might not to swallow, it became necessary and her body shuddered in disgust as the thick seed slid down her throat. When at last he released and withdrew his hands, she fell face down on his desk, gagging and vomiting to clear the foul tasting liquid from her throat.
"Not so sure of yourself now are you, bitch?" he gloated, "Now get out of my sight and report back here on Friday at five."
***
The tall blonde girl reread the note as she stood waiting in the gardens at the rear of the school in the darkness. She had concealed herself behind the greenhouse, close to the high surrounding wall just as he has instructed her to do in the note. She felt not some little disappointment at the ending part of
his note, the part that had instructed her to strip naked and to wait for him. The girl had dressed to thrill in a tight hip-hugging Lycra skirt and a shimmering red blouse that clung to her body like a second skin. She had styled her hair and applied her makeup to excite and entice and now, she had to strip.
Despite her disappointment she felt a certain thrill, not only that she had easily seduced the older and wiser headmaster but at undressing in the open air in the secretive and blanketing night air. It felt naughty and nice to be secretive and to do what was generally accepted as not socially acceptable behaviour for a young lady. Her nipples firmed to a jutting hardness and her clitoris hardened within its hooded covering as she slipped her clothes off and folded them neatly. The building excitement coursed through her entire body and she felt her pussy moistening at the thought of him touching her again. She recalled the heady sensations and the wonderful explosion of sweet feelings when she had climaxed, feelings so powerful and exciting that she wanted to experience them again and again.
The girl slipped off her wristwatch before laying it carefully on top of her pile of clothes, then stood erect with her hands by her sides and closed her eyes - exactly as she had been instructed to.
She waited, silently listening to the rustling leaves of the trees around her and the distant hoot of an owl. Her body pulsed with sexual excitement and she imagined at times that she could hear him approach but nothing happened. It thrilled her to be left waiting so, uncertain and expectant, hopeful and yet fearful, the feelings accentuated her sexual arousal to a terrific height. The thought of discovery, by another member of staff perhaps, instant expulsion for sure should that happen but it simply added to the thrill and the danger element.
