She shows up at 3:25

I was in my office at 3:25, waiting for Alice to show up when I heard a knock at the door. “Shit,” I thought it was some other teacher coming over to chat something up, most likely something stupid that I didn’t really care about. The last few times it was Miss Stevens, the girl’s gym teacher, and resident bisexual. She wasn’t too bad looking – average height, blonde hair, big boobs, muscular, in a sentence she was the opposite of what you would expect a gym teacher to look. I knew she was bi because a few months after she was hired she got the impression I was gay and so became very open about her sexuality to me, asking advice on several things. I didn’t even know she thought I was gay until recently, but never bothered to correct her; the week before she asked me which one of her bathing suits made her look hotter in and actually changed in my office: she was a natural blonde by the way.

Well it wasn’t Miss Stevens, it was Alice. She looked a little flushed. “I’m early this time Mr. Doe, I hope this pleases you,” she said rather shyly. I stepped aside and she walked into my office. She smelled pleasant, like a beautiful girl should. I noticed that she was wearing a little more make up now than before.

“From now on you should call me Master Doe, understand?” I said to her. She understood. “And what time is it?”

“3:25 Master Doe; you asked for me to be here at 3:30, and I didn’t want to be late.”

“I did ask you to be here at 3:30, NOT at 3:25. You didn’t quit follow my instructions now did you?”

“I…I am sorry Master, I just thought it was make you happy.”

“Well I am happy you didn’t show up late, but I am not happy that you didn’t show up when I asked you to. Now I think you have to be punished; how do you suppose we should take care of this?” She looked shocked and a little confused. “Let me explain what you did wrong; I asked you to be here at 3:30, and you show up at 3:25. Now that may not be a problem in most cases, but this is not most cases. You see you are my ****, and you will do exactly what I say. If I say you are to take off you cloths and walk into the boys locker room you will do that, even if the football team happens to be in there. If I say you are to masturbate in front of my class, then you should masturbate in front of my class. And if I say you should be here at 3:30, then you will be here at 3:30, not at 3:31 and not at 3:25. I can’t have my **** taking certain liberalities with my commands without my permission now can I? Do you understand me?” She looked down and nodded yes. “So what do you think is an acceptable punishment?”

“You could spank me again.” This actually came as a bit of a surprise to me; some of this I had to **** myself to do, I wasn’t a jack ass after all. But I wasn’t expecting her to play along with this so easily. As she said I should spank her she turned around, lifted up her skirt, and bent over my desk. It was still red from my paddling earlier today.

“Well that was to be done if you were late. I don’t think that will be acceptable. Now I am curious, this morning you were a virgin, but then I sent you out today wearing a short skirt and no panties, which is visible if you look hard enough, into a school with quit a few horney boys; are you still a virgin?”

“Yes Master,” she said, still holding her skirt up and bent over my desk. “My friends too notice, well at least two did, and they teased me about it but no boy ever did; I don’t think they noticed me, they never really do. But I wouldn’t have had sex with them if they did.”

“Oh really, why is that?”

“Because I thought that is what you would want.”

“Now that was a good decision. Take your cloths off and sit down on my desk.”

“What about my punishment?” she asked. I told her that could wait until later, there was something more important to handle.

She took all her cloths off slowly, letting me enjoy it. Most of the time she was looking down but I swear she had a smile on her face. Was she enjoying this? I hopped so. Once she was naked and sitting on my desk I told her to take off my pants. She obeyed, and this time I could tell she was smiling. My member sprung out and would have leapt right into her pussy had it been given the chance. Her cunt lips were already red, and she was already wet and ready to go. “Did you masturbate during the day?” I asked her. She admitted she had. “Now that’s a very naughty girl you know, and do you know what I do to very naughty girls?”

“You fuck them?”

“That’s correct,” I said. I then pressed my head right against her pussy, then aimed for the hole. It was already warm and inviting. I slowly pressed into her; it was tight and hot at first, and she gave out a cry as I entered into her. Her body tensed up and she wrapped her legs around my waist and put her arms around my neck. I slowly slid out of her, leaving the tip of my head inside, then slowly worked my way back in, a little deeper this time. I did this for a bit – it seemed like minutes but it may have really been seconds – before I got all of myself into her, or as much as I could.

“Did that hurt you?” I asked her.

“A little, but it feels good now,” she moaned out to me. I started to thrust into her, a little faster than before. I still took it slow, enjoying every second of it. She squirmed under me as her pleasure grew and grew. My thrusting began to grow faster and faster after a while, and her squirming grew and grew as well. Her panting grew in time with my thrusts, and ever now and then she let out a little moan of pleasure. She tried to unbutton my shirt and rub up and down my chest with her hands shriving from ecstasy – she didn’t do too bad a job. Her head leaned back and she let out a scream as she reached what I guessed was her forth orgasm. I tried to keep my body relaxed and **** myself not to cum, drawing it out further and further. I had passed up cumming in her once before and was trying to hold off again.

“Please cum Master, please cum, I want to please you,” she gasped out into my ear.

She didn’t need to tell me twice. I had to cum now; I didn’t think I could hold off any longer. I let my body go and do what it wanted to do. My balls burned, and muscles tensed, and I blew my load right in her. I let out a grunt and a few more thrusts to make sure I was done. The two of us didn’t move for a while, we just looked at each other. This was the first time I got laid in…lets see, I was divorced 10 years ago so that means I hadn’t gotten laid in 12 years! I told her not to clean herself up, I wanted my cum to drip down her legs like that.