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Just a few more seconds until I’m out of this hellhole. I’m finally gonna go from high school senior to full time adult. So many plans. So many opportunities. So much time on my hands. I just wish people weren’t dickheads to the teachers, though. They already work hard enough as it is. It’s just salt to the wound.
Like now, Ms. Tanner’s tried to calm everyone down, but they’re too busy acting like coked up bats out of hell that she’s just said “Fuck it” and is just waiting for the countdown along with us. It’s sad, really. But my sympathy goes right out the window as the final bell rings, signaling everyone to peace the fuck out. And lord knows there are no objections to that demand.
As everyone makes a beeline for busses and cars as Ms. Tanner’s flipping all of them off, I’m taking my time. I’ve got no rush. I’m gonna savor every second of this. I’m finally done. Plus, I don’t wanna get trampled before walking to my car.
I finish packing my things before saying,
“Later, Ms. T. You’ve been great.”
“Yeah, yeah,” she responds, not even turning in my direction, “Just make good choices. Cause if you don’t, they’ll bite you right on the ass.”
“I already know that. I mean, just look at you.”
Now it’s my turn to be flipped off before we share a laugh and I step out the door. She’s such a good lady. I hope life turns around for her. I stroll my way towards the exit, but as I’m walking, I pass the bathroom, where I clearly hear someone crying. Must be a junior that’s facing the fact that they’re not making it this year. Or maybe a senior who doesn’t know what to do now. You know what? In either regard, it’s better for someone to coach them through it.
I step inside the bathroom and notice that one stall’s shut. That’s where the crying’s coming from. I walk over there and knock.
“Everything going alright in there?” I question.
I then hear rustling and shifting as if they’re trying to fix themselves up.
“Yeah,” she answers with a shaky tone, “Everything’s fine. Just go ahead without me. I’ll catch up in a moment.”
“This isn’t a teacher. I’m a student. Well, not anymore, but I just heard you crying and wanted to see if I could help in any way.”
“Oh, well, thank you for your concern, but like I said, I’m fine. I didn’t mean to make such a ruckus. But you should probably head on to your bus.”
“I drive.”
“Well, you wouldn’t wanna keep your parents waiting.”
“Livin’ all by myself.”
“Wait, what?”
“Yup. Long story short, I adapted to some pretty…extreme tactics that some go through when they turn 18.”
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Thanks. Now, could you open the door so you can tell me your problem?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why?”
“I…I just can’t, ok?”
“Look, if you’re worried about me spreading rumors, even if I were that bitchy of a student, it’s not like I’d be here to spread it. And if you’re worried about me laughing, problems come in all shapes and sizes. If the reactions to those problems are this bad, I wouldn’t even joke about it. Plus, I told you my sob story. It’s only fair that you reciprocate.”
Silence. But before I can question her any further, she unlocks the door and opens it, allowing me to get in. Once I’m in, she shuts the door again, still facing it, and says,
“Before I tell you, you’re gonna have to answer something first.”
“Alright,” I respond.
She turns around and says,
“Do you think I’m pretty?”
I get a good look at her face and she’s definitely pretty. Beautiful even. Did someone call her ugly? Jeez, this school just has no sense of empathy.
“Absolutely,” I answer,
“How do I know you’re not just saying that?”
“Because my eyes don’t lie and neither do I. You’re gorgeous.”
She gives a chuckle before saying,
“Cute. But that’s not enough. You need to promise me you’ll have that same thought after this.”
“I swear,” I assure.
She takes a breath before lifting her skirt and lowering her panties. What I see before me completely catches me off guard. I would never have expected that I’d be in the bathroom stall, consoling a teacher…with a penis. I guess my shock’s being reflected on my face because she pulls her skirt back down with a deflated expression.
“I thought so,” she says, “Wishful thinking can only go so far, you know? You don’t have to pretend anymore. Just go on home. I’ve wasted enough of your time.”
She leans on the wall with her hand to her eyes, silently sobbing. I don’t have a singular problem with this. My perception of her hasn’t changed in the slightest. But she isn’t gonna believe that verbally. So how about physically?
I set down my bag before getting onto my knees. I then lift her skirt up again, catching her attention. Before she can say anything else, I take her flaccid penis into my mouth, gently sucking on it.
“Wh-what are y-you doing?” she asks, shocked, “You don-”
“Shh,” I respond after taking her out of my mouth, “Just relax and enjoy it.”
I latch back onto her, earning more light gasps and moans in response as she starts growing inside of my mouth. It doesn’t take long for her to get fully erect. I start bobbing my head back and forth, earning more moans from her. Fuck, she's so big. I’m gonna have a lot of fun with her.
She moans louder as I take her cock deeper in my mouth, slowly sliding it up and down her shaft. I then bring a hand to the remaining portion of her member, stroking it as I continue my bobbing. She brings a hand to her mouth to stifle her moans and brings the other one to the wall to balance herself. Aw. That’s cute. She’s overwhelmed. I guess I’m doing a pretty good job. But I think I could do better.
I hook my arms under her legs, sweeping her off her feet, catching her off guard. I speed up my head movements, locking eye contact with her. She then brings her hands to my head, gripping onto my hair and pushing me further down on her cock. I moan in response, no doubt escalating the pleasure for her. She then squeezes her eyes shut and tilts her head back as my movements get faster and faster.
Soon after, she wraps her legs around my head and I feel her dick twitching, indirectly telling me that she’s gonna cum. So I brace myself, not stopping my movements. I even take her to the base to ensure I get every drop. Or at least try to.
And after a few more bobs, she lets out a loud moan before shooting rope after rope of her warm, sticky, delicious cum in the back of my throat. And I swallow it lovingly, moaning in delight as she blesses me with her seed. It’s a lot more than I bargained for, though, and it starts leaking out of the corners of my mouth.
I give her a moment to fully ride out her orgasm before taking her out of my mouth and setting her down on the floor. She looks like she’s in pure bliss. Am I the very first person to go down on her like that? If I am, I’m flattered. And lucky. I then scoop the remaining cum from my mouth with a finger and stare her directly in her eyes as I clean it with my tongue.
“So what’s the verdict?” I ask, “You still think I don’t like you?”
Poor thing can’t even respond. Fine. If she can’t tell me, she’s gonna have to show me. Her cock is still rock hard after all. Plus, I can’t just leave her with just a blowjob. That’d be rude. So I give her a giggle before standing up and sliding out of my shorts and panties, fully exposing my lower half as she looks on in awe. I giggle again before walking to her and sit down on her lap, straddling her.
I grind my wet pussy against her shaft, moaning as I coat it with my own saliva. She tilts her head back and moans as I grind harder against her. Fuck, she’s so cute. I then lift my hips, positioning her tip under me, before slowly descending onto her, sliding her slick cock inside of my awaiting pussy. I moan from her stretching me out, taking time to adjust to her size.
After adjusting, I slowly slide myself up and down her length, moaning as I lock eye contact with her. She’s so fucking sexy. The fact that she even questioned her own looks is a sin within itself.
“You feel so good inside of me,” I moan, “I love your cock so much. I want you to fuck me. Use me. Take control and just use me like a cocksleeve.”
She’s doing things to me that no one’s ever done before. And I love it. No one’s ever made me beg like this. I never thought it was possible. Until now. And she seems more than willing to comply with my begging. She wastes no time, grabbing my hips and thrusts into me. Taken aback by her immediate response, I let out an unexpectedly loud moan. I guess she didn’t expect that either because she gives me a concerned look.
“O-oh,” she stutters, “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t me-”
I bring a finger to her lips and shush her again.
“Don’t apologize,” I reply, “Just use me.”
She nods before picking up her pace, steadily thrusting faster and faster. God, this feels amazing. I can’t get enough of her. How has no one claimed her yet? This cock is too perfect. Well, lucky me. She’s mine. All mine. I get a good look at her adorable face as she moans in pure bliss.
“Yeah, moan for me, baby,” I moan, “Take it. Take me. Claim me. Let me know that I’m all yours and you’re all mine. Deeper. Go deeper. Shove it deeper. Fuck, right there. Right there, right there, right fucking there. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
She’s hitting the perfect spot. She’s so deep inside of me. I can barely think straight. I don’t wanna think about anything. I just want more. And from the look and sounds of it, I’m not alone. She’s really enjoying herself. And she’s earned every second of her enjoyment.
I eventually feel a strong sensation building. It’s getting stronger and stronger with each thrust. She’s about to make me cum. My first orgasm is gonna be with a teacher. How much more perfect can this be?
But I wanna cement this moment. I want every detail, every nanosecond, every sensation to be engraved within our skulls for eternity. I look deep into her eyes as we maintain the pace. I then cup her face in my hand, gently caressing it, making her blush. Then, I cease the moment with a deep kiss on her lips. She hesitates before fully reciprocating.
This sends me over the edge. I moan into the kiss, squeezing my eyes shut as I’m overwhelmed with an indescribable sensation running all throughout my body. I tense around her, instinctively shaking in the process as we slowly stop our movements. Ho…ly…fuck. Is that what it feels like? Why did no one tell me that’s what it felt like? I feel cheated.
But that’s not all. I feel a warm liquid-like substance inside of me. Wait, did…did she cum, too? Did we really cum at the same time? How poetic.
I open my eyes, revealing the sight of a woman who’s fully at peace with the world. I can’t help, but to laugh at her cuteness. Just the sight of the sparkle in her eye is enough to make my heart melt. I kiss her nose, grabbing her attention before saying,
“You know, you never did answer my question.”
She gives me a confused look.
“You still think I don’t like you?”
“O-oh…Umm…Well, the proof’s right here that you do.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“But wait, what are we gonna do? We can’t have a kid. You’re still so young and I can’t provide for all of us with a teacher’s salary.”
I chuckle before saying,
“You’re just the cutest little button, huh? Don’t worry your little head about it. I’m sterile. You can fill me to the brim 50 times and nothing. Something I might hold you to.”
We share a laugh as her nerves are calmed. As the laughter dies down, I burrow my head in her chest. She embraces me with her arms and we just sit there. Two girls on the floor of a girls’ bathroom. How romantic.
“We should probably get going,” she says, “The law doesn’t really take too kindly to trespassers.”
“Alright, fine,” I reply, not wanting to. But rules are rules.
So after moments of not moving, she laughs and says,