Bad Virgin

by Kelli Callahan

  I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with the information because I still couldn’t deny my attraction towards him that had started to burn out of control after he paddled me. Knowing it was not the same man I had ridiculed and embarrassed made me want him even more. I didn’t feel like my desires were so misplaced—Anton was the kind of mistake I would love to make. I could hardly sleep when I finally went to bed with Monday looming over my head. I normally hated Monday, but I couldn’t wait to see Mr. Anton Thorne again.

  “JUST FUCK OFF AND SEND me to the Principal’s office already.” I lowered my eyes at Mr. Matthews as he tried to scold me for talking in class.

  “Fine.” He nodded. “If you want to go see Mr. Thorne so badly, be my guest.”

  Mr. Matthews pointed towards the door and I left with a smile on my face. I had tried to go straight to Mr. Thorne’s office when I arrived, but he was busy with his daily staff meeting. I tried to get in to see him directly after that, but he already had someone in his office. It seemed that the only way I was going to get in to see him was with an appointment—an appointment I couldn’t get without causing a little chaos. Mr. Matthews was an easy target and it wasn’t like I was going to damage my relationship with him any more than it already was. I sat out Mr. Thorne’s office with my panties getting wet at the thought of seeing him again. He had threatened to paddle me if I ended up in trouble again, but I wanted more than that—I wanted to see behind the mask. To look into his eyes and know that I wasn’t looking at the man I tormented. I had never felt that way about a man before—just the thought of him was eating me alive.

  “Ms. Lewis...” He looked at me as he opened the door to his office and a student walked away with their head held down in shame. “I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised to see you again.”

  “I guess I just can’t stay out of trouble.” I shrugged and walked towards him.

  Chapter 9: Anton

  Bethany had made put me in a prison of my own thoughts. The bars that held me for three years were nothing compared to her. It was pure lust and it was so very wrong, but I couldn’t get her out of my head. Saturday and Sunday were like solitary confinement, being away from her for what felt like an eternity. It had been so long since I had a woman in my arms that my needs were on fire and Bethany was the only thing that could put it out. The image of her face as she pleasured herself in her car was vivid and burning in my mind. Combined with the fantasy I created when I was alone, it practically took my breath away. She was the first thing I thought of when I walked into the school, and I wasn’t sure when I would next see her. Finding her outside my office, already in trouble after I threatened to paddle her again if she didn’t behave, confirmed what I was almost certain I knew—she liked it, even if she squealed. She wanted more and I had every intention of giving it to her.

  “So you can’t stay out of trouble, huh?” I sat down behind my desk and stared at her.

  “I guess we have that in common.” She narrowed her eyes at me. “Mr. Thorne—or should I just call you Anton?”

  “I’m sorry, what?” I could feel the color draining out of my face.

  My world collapsed in an instant. The burning fire that was raging out of control immediately soured in my stomach. I had played my cards too loosely with Bethany and she figured out the truth. I had no idea how she managed to put the pieces together, but if she had done it, others would as well—provided she didn’t just expose me herself. All of the fantasies in my head evaporated and the only one I could see in front of me was covered in prison bars. It wouldn’t just be me inside the cell—my brother would be there with me. I felt my soul slamming into the prison walls, I felt the harsh reality of what was coming turning every bit of what I had accomplished to ruin. My lust had gotten the better of me and clouded my judgment. Bethany Lewis broke my brother and it was clear she was about to break me as well.

  “You’re not Sloane Thorne.” She shook her head back and forth. “Sloane is a spineless bitch. He couldn’t turn this school around if his life depended on it. But you—you don’t play by the rules. You just do whatever the fuck you want and that is what you did. You took your brother’s place after I snapped him in half.”

  “Don’t be silly.” I waved her off even as I felt vomit trying to rise up in my throat. “You’re just trying to get out of being punished with this wild fantasy.”

  “Oh, I have a wild fantasy alright.” She grinned and winked at me. “But this is the truth. Where is your brother anyway? Did you kill him or is he just tied up somewhere?”

  “Fine...” I sighed deeply and shook my head. “You got me. I’m Anton Thorne—I’m an ex-con who decided to try and do something good with my life after you and all the others like you turned his world upside down.”

  “I knew it!” She pointed at me and nodded.

  “So you know—now what? Will you give me a head start and let me tell my brother what’s about to happen or should I just wait here for the police to come put the handcuffs on me?” I put my hands on the desk and stared at her.

  “No, I’m not done having fun quite yet.” Her grin got bigger and spread all the way across her face. “I have been a bad girl and you have to punish me. I think I deserve detention.”

  “Is that so?” I felt a bit of the sour taste in my mouth retreat. “So you’re not going to turn me in?”

  “Not yet.” She stood up and walked around the desk, leaning into my ear. “I walked into the school this morning as a virgin—I don’t want to be one when I leave.”

  “Oh god...” My eyes practically bulged out of my head and she slid her hand down my chest, squeezing my cock through my pants.

  “See you this afternoon, Anton.” She licked my ear and walked towards the door.

  The thoughts in my head started spinning out of control when she was gone. She knew who I was and she didn’t want to expose me. My cock got hard the second her tongue touched my ear and as the day went on, I struggled to keep myself calm. The paddle had done more than just turn her on and get her excited—she wanted a lot more from me. On top of that, she was a virgin? Both of us had been playing games because even the teachers thought she was fucking half the school. There was much more to Bethany than I originally realized.

  She was going to be mine. Even if I had hesitations about taking her virginity, she had left me with little choice. I certainly wasn’t going to say no to having her in my arms and burying my cock in her sweet virgin pussy. There was nothing else that I could think about as the day wore on. T

  he teacher in charge of detention was more than happy to let me take it over from them for the day. The school was empty, but I was hard as a rock when I started down the hallways towards the room where detention was held.

  Chapter 10: Bethany

  There was excitement in my veins as I sat down in detention. I barely made it through the day without going to the bathroom and taking care of the desire burning between my legs. Amy was in absolute shock that I had managed to land in detention again and I hid my true intentions from her. The secret I shared with Anton was mine and I had no intention of exposing him. My tartan skirt was already riding up my thighs while I squirmed in anticipation. No man had ever brought pure unadulterated lust to the surface like Anton did. I didn’t care about his past or what he did to end up in prison, I just wanted him. He was going to shatter my virginity and probably hurt me, but I couldn’t stop myself from craving it.

  When the school finally emptied, I heard footsteps in the hall and I knew it was him coming for me. My pussy was wet and my panties were so saturated that I probably should have just taken them off like I had the last time I was in detention. He opened the door and my pulse accelerated when I saw the paddle in his right hand.

  “Over the desk.” His words came out in a growl as he closed the door. “You should know the position well by now.”

  “Yes, sir.” I grinned and stood to my feet, practically dancing as I moved towards the desk and leaned across it.

  He put the
paddle on the desk next to me and then I felt him pressed against me. He leaned over until his lips were against my neck. A moan rushed from my throat when I felt his breath against my flesh. He slid a hand under my dress and started rubbing my inner thigh as his lips continued to explore my neck. My mind was in chaos and my body was on fire. The heat of his breath and the feeling of his hands on my body made me burn with even more desire than I had before. He kissed down my shoulders, pushing away my thin shirt as he let his tongue drift across my skin. I squeezed the edge of the desk when I felt his hand moving up my thigh even further. He got closer and closer to the spot no man had touched before. My panties got even wetter as the anticipation grew. Just when I thought it was finally going to happen, he suddenly pulled away and leaned back from me.

  “No...” I exhaled and felt my heart thumping in my throat. “I want more.”

  “You’ll get more.” One hand grabbed my skirt and pulled it up until my panties were exposed while the other one reached for the paddle. “But you’ve been a very bad girl and I’ve seen what this paddle does to you.”

  “Oh god...” I squeezed the desk harder as I felt his hand caress my ass for an instant before he wrapped it around my panties and jerked them straight to my knees.

  “This time you won’t have to worry about masturbating in your car when it is over.” The paddle came crashing down against my exposed ass.

  “Ow!” I squealed and squirmed. It was exciting, but it still left a sting across the surface of my ass.

  “I’m going to destroy your virgin pussy.” He brought the paddle down again.

  “Ouch!” The words resonated in my ears and made my heart beat harder in my chest as the sting intensified.

  “You’re going to scream.” The paddle came down a third time. “But you won’t want me to stop.”

  “Ow!” The sting got even more intense as I shifted my hips against the desk.

  He put the paddle on the desk beside me and pulled up to my feet. The intensity in his eyes that I had seen before was back and they were filled with the same lust burning inside me. He wrapped a hand around my neck and pulled me close, crushing my lips with our first kiss. I had been kissed before, but never like that. He started to ravage my mouth with his tongue as my lips were forced apart and pressed tightly against his. His hands moved across my body, squeezing my ass where the paddle had landed. His passion practically devoured me as the need boiled inside me. It was the final nail in the coffin of my virginity—I was going to have sex with Anton and I wanted it so bad that I didn’t care about anything but the moment we were sharing.

  I pushed his jacket off of his shoulders and ran my hands along his powerful arms. He squeezed my ass a little harder and I could feel his cock pressed to my abdomen. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him and his body was reacting to me the same way my body was reacting to him. His lips finally broke the seal that was formed and turned me back towards the desk. His lips moved to my neck for a moment and then he bent me back over the oak surface. I thought I was going to get paddled again, but then I heard him sinking to the floor behind me. He started to drag his tongue along the back of my thigh, leaving a trail of saliva as he pushed my legs apart.

  “Oh my god...” My pussy was practically gushing with my desire, which was out of control and begging for him to keep going.

  “I’m going to make you cum with my tongue.” He pulled my panties the rest of the way down my thighs and lifted my leg so he could remove them. “You won’t last five minutes, but I’m not going to stop after one. I’m going to make you cum until you can’t stand it anymore.”

  I swallowed hard and felt my breath picking up, lifting me up off the desk slightly each time I drew oxygen into my lungs. The touch of lips on the tender flesh of my inner thighs caused my body to tingle with desire. They got closer to my pussy and his tongue slid along the edge of my labia until it was almost against my clitoris. I bent further over the desk and raised my hips, begging for him to keep going. He kept his tongue moving in a circle around my pussy until I was squirming and then started kissing back down my inner thighs. His hands squeezed them and moved up until they were resting on my ass. His lips moved back up my inner thighs and I could feel the heat of his breath against my pussy. I had never felt anything so intense. It made me feel vulnerable and exposed, even as I craved more. He could see how wet and turned on I was—his tongue had already tasted my desire.

  “You are absolutely delicious.” He ran his tongue back through my wetness, pressing it against my labia. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

  “What are you waiting for?” I pushed back against his tongue and moaned.

  “There’s no reason to rush—we’ve got all night.” His tongue moved down the opposite side of my labia.

  I don’t think I can stand it that long...

  He moved his lips along my inner thighs again as his hands rubbed along my flesh, kissing my thighs gently before returning his tongue to my labia. I shifted my hips as the sensations picked up, but he kept a hand on each thigh so I couldn’t move very much. He kissed the back of my thighs again and then let his tongue drift across my ass, moving his hands up to squeeze it gently several times. The impact of the paddle was still present, but the sting had started to fade. His lips moved down my thigh and then he gave me a stinging smack on the right side. It surprised me at first, but the excitement of the moment made it feel good, almost vibrating inside of my pussy. His tongue moved inside my thighs again, getting very close to my pussy, and he gave me a harder smack on the other side of my ass. I tensed up, but the excitement just got stronger. I moaned slightly, pushing my hips back towards him.

  “I don’t need a paddle to punish you. I can make you squirm with just my hand.” He brought his hand down again, stinging the same spot he originally spanked.

  “Oh god...” My words hesitated and his hand landed again. “It feels really good.”

  “Your pussy is getting wetter every time I do it.” He landed one that was a little harder and my whole body quivered.

  His tongue moved with a little more fury between the curve where my inner thighs meet my hips. He continued squeezing and and massaging my ass. The sensation was so strong that I felt like my nails were going to dig into the oak surface of the desk. He pulled a hand away and landed two stinging smacks in a row. My body started to sink back towards him and then I felt two more on the other side of my ass. Before the sting even had a chance to evaporate, I felt his hot breath against my pussy again. His tongue plunged between my labia without warning and I felt the first touch of his lips in the spot I craved them most. His tongue moved around my labia and then it penetrated my virgin pussy. I could feel my tightness resisting his tongue, resisting the touch it had never known. He plunged into me several times and I felt more wetness inside. He circled his tongue around the entrance and I struggled to stay still. There was a pressure building up inside of me, something I had only felt when I touched myself. I pushed back against his tongue, feeling it start to glide along my labia before returning to the entrance of my pussy. He slid it in deeper and spanked me again, causing me to nearly orgasm on the spot when my body vibrated. I could feel my pussy clenching on his tongue and I started to moan uncontrollably.

  “That feels really good.” My words felt tangled in my mouth, forced across the pants of my growing desire.

  He thrust his tongue into my pussy several times and then moved it along my labia until he found the edge of my clitoris. It felt like a swollen knot from all of the stimulation he had given me. His tongue flicked against it several times and then started to massage the tender bundle of nerves. His tongue pushed the protective hood that covered it away and I felt my body tense up. It felt like the room was spinning when I felt his tongue against my clitoris for the first time. He kept all of his attention on it and started rubbing the entrance of my pussy with one of his fingers. The double stimulation was almost too much, to the point that I wasn’t sure I could stand it very long. His large, m
eaty finger struggled to push inside of my virgin hole, which was still extremely tight, even after he had pushed his tongue inside of it. He pushed a little harder and I felt it give way slowly to his penetration. He slid it into my pussy and tilted his head so he could circle my clitoris while his finger picked up the pace, thrusting into the entrance of my pussy. I felt it push against my hymen and then he pulled back, massaging the area between the entrance and the webbing of my virginity. It took everything inside of me to tolerate it and I felt the pressure building fast.

  “I can’t take much more...” I muttered still struggling to speak as he ravaged my body with pleasure. “I’m about to cum.”

  He started moving his finger faster, licking my clitoris even harder. My knees went weak and I felt like I was going to melt into the floor. His massive finger pushed against my hymen so hard I thought he was going to break it, but the bliss of the moment made me not even care. The circle his tongue made around my clitoris combined with the stimulation made it feel like every pleasure spot on my body was stimulated all at once. There was no going back. I was on the threshold of my first orgasm from a man and it was coming fast. The pressure built up inside of me and I felt my body writhing against him, but he held me steady. The nirvana of the moment came crashing like a wave against my body as I started to release it. The orgasm surged from within, making my pussy spasm on his finger. I felt it finally settle down, but he didn’t stop. His tongue kept licking my clitoris with the same fury and I felt another one start to build up immediately.