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"Just two more fucking years and we'll be outta this joint baby!" My freind Kyla roared, for we were just starting grade eleven and I'd hoped to have as much fun as I could, grinning at me, licking the pink frosting off of her cupcake. I nodded in agreement and picked at my pizza, tossing off the mushrooms. I glanced around the cafeteria.
"Hey, I didn't finish my homework, can i borrow?" She asked, getting a peice of paper that labeled science, as if she knew I was gonna let her borrow my homework and glanced at my bag.
"Sure." I said and handed her the notebook and she grinned, mouthing thank you. I got bumped forward a bit and I looekd over my shoulder, landing my palms on the table. I stared up at Mr. Thompson, the hottest science teacher in words history. He always had his dark brown hair ruffled up a bit, unbuttoned shirt and jeans. He looked over at me, worried eyes.
"Oh god, sorry Mackenzie, didn't see you there." He curved his lip at me and I smiled back.
"I- It's fine." I replied and he nodded, waving and left, walking up the flight of stairs into his classroom. Kyla grinned at me, mouthing hotty! and then continued to eat her cupcake.
Lunch seemed to go my fairly quickly and soon enough, I was sitting in Mr. Thompsons class, in the back and I wrote down a bunch of notes he'd written down on the overhead projector. When he finished class and the pop quiz, he asked me to stay after class to talk to me. It was probably 'cause I failed the quiz.
"Haven't I seen you around in the bar?" He asked me and the question made me go wide eyed, I looked around, and no one but us was in the room.
"Um, yeah, I kinda work there." I felt weird saying it. He nodded.
"Aren't you a little young, doll?" He replied and I smiled a bit. "Because I don't see you working at the counter, you're a pole dancer, aren't you?"
"I'm surprised you've watched me." I raised one of my brows, trying to hide my blush in my brunnete curls. He smiled.
"So a pole dancer?" He asked and I began to get paranoid.
"Yep. Just a drinking, dancing, fucking pole dancer." I said, grabbing my note pad I'd put onto his desk.
"Prove it." He grinned and I glanced up at him. He walked over to the other side of the room, shutting the doors, closing the blinds and looked over his shoulder at me. His smile made him look like he was eighteen, for he was in his twenties, quite young for a teacher. I put my notepad down and he grabbed my waist, bringing my close to him and he pressed his lips against mine. His warm fingers roamed up and down along my waist and sides of my stomach and my tongue found his, exploring. Then, he pushed everything off his desk, bringing me onto the wooden soft desk and he began to un button my shorts, and I gasped, bring my hand back as he pressed his fingers against my panties.
"Such a naughty girl," He moaned, rubbing my thighs and I arched my back, giving into the pleasuring pain and I held my breasts. What was I doing, the question roamed through my mind and I blinked.
"Stop." I began to say but he'd pulled down my panties, licking my clit and I screamed and grabbed his head, pushing it against me. He lubricated my vagina quite well and I soon couldn't hold it any longer.
"Put it in!" I cried, bring my palms to my vagina, trying to hold in the anticipation. He nodded, sliding off his jeans and brought out his huge cock.
"It's huge..." Was the first words I could say and he grinned. Then, he brought me closer and as I still laid on his desk, he pressed his huge cock in my and thrusted back and forth, back and forth. I gasped. He pressed his palms against the counter, leaning around, his big hazel eyes wide with pleasure. I grabbed his head, sitting up and while he still fucked me, I kissed him.
Then, he picked me up, bringing me to the wall and pushed harder. I stood on the ground, bent over as he fucked me.
"Do you like it?" He said to me and I nodded weakly.
"Do you?!" He yelled louder.
"Yes!" I gasped as he pressed everything onto me.
"Say you love it, say it!" He yelled again and I held onto the wall.
"I- I love it." I shrieked.
"You better love it, you naughty little bitch." He said into my ear. "I'm cumming!" He yelled and I could feel the warm liquid burst into me. I screamed, leaning onto his shoulder and cried out, loving the pain.
"Hey, I didn't finish my homework, can i borrow?" She asked, getting a peice of paper that labeled science, as if she knew I was gonna let her borrow my homework and glanced at my bag.
"Sure." I said and handed her the notebook and she grinned, mouthing thank you. I got bumped forward a bit and I looekd over my shoulder, landing my palms on the table. I stared up at Mr. Thompson, the hottest science teacher in words history. He always had his dark brown hair ruffled up a bit, unbuttoned shirt and jeans. He looked over at me, worried eyes.
"Oh god, sorry Mackenzie, didn't see you there." He curved his lip at me and I smiled back.
"I- It's fine." I replied and he nodded, waving and left, walking up the flight of stairs into his classroom. Kyla grinned at me, mouthing hotty! and then continued to eat her cupcake.
Lunch seemed to go my fairly quickly and soon enough, I was sitting in Mr. Thompsons class, in the back and I wrote down a bunch of notes he'd written down on the overhead projector. When he finished class and the pop quiz, he asked me to stay after class to talk to me. It was probably 'cause I failed the quiz.
"Haven't I seen you around in the bar?" He asked me and the question made me go wide eyed, I looked around, and no one but us was in the room.
"Um, yeah, I kinda work there." I felt weird saying it. He nodded.
"Aren't you a little young, doll?" He replied and I smiled a bit. "Because I don't see you working at the counter, you're a pole dancer, aren't you?"
"I'm surprised you've watched me." I raised one of my brows, trying to hide my blush in my brunnete curls. He smiled.
"So a pole dancer?" He asked and I began to get paranoid.
"Yep. Just a drinking, dancing, fucking pole dancer." I said, grabbing my note pad I'd put onto his desk.
"Prove it." He grinned and I glanced up at him. He walked over to the other side of the room, shutting the doors, closing the blinds and looked over his shoulder at me. His smile made him look like he was eighteen, for he was in his twenties, quite young for a teacher. I put my notepad down and he grabbed my waist, bringing my close to him and he pressed his lips against mine. His warm fingers roamed up and down along my waist and sides of my stomach and my tongue found his, exploring. Then, he pushed everything off his desk, bringing me onto the wooden soft desk and he began to un button my shorts, and I gasped, bring my hand back as he pressed his fingers against my panties.
"Such a naughty girl," He moaned, rubbing my thighs and I arched my back, giving into the pleasuring pain and I held my breasts. What was I doing, the question roamed through my mind and I blinked.
"Stop." I began to say but he'd pulled down my panties, licking my clit and I screamed and grabbed his head, pushing it against me. He lubricated my vagina quite well and I soon couldn't hold it any longer.
"Put it in!" I cried, bring my palms to my vagina, trying to hold in the anticipation. He nodded, sliding off his jeans and brought out his huge cock.
"It's huge..." Was the first words I could say and he grinned. Then, he brought me closer and as I still laid on his desk, he pressed his huge cock in my and thrusted back and forth, back and forth. I gasped. He pressed his palms against the counter, leaning around, his big hazel eyes wide with pleasure. I grabbed his head, sitting up and while he still fucked me, I kissed him.
Then, he picked me up, bringing me to the wall and pushed harder. I stood on the ground, bent over as he fucked me.
"Do you like it?" He said to me and I nodded weakly.
"Do you?!" He yelled louder.
"Yes!" I gasped as he pressed everything onto me.
"Say you love it, say it!" He yelled again and I held onto the wall.
"I- I love it." I shrieked.
"You better love it, you naughty little bitch." He said into my ear. "I'm cumming!" He yelled and I could feel the warm liquid burst into me. I screamed, leaning onto his shoulder and cried out, loving the pain.
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