Category: teen sex

A Surprise At The Party

I was at a party. A typical college party. Beer flowed from kegs and cigarette smoke filled the house. Men all moved about desperately trying to be cool and attractive for the ladies. The ladies moved about in various outfits. One wearing a teeshirt and jeans, one in a tight black dress, another in a halter top and shorts, and with each different outfit there was a different figure.

The girl in a teeshirt was not fat, but full figured with long dark brown hair and large breasts firmly standing underneath her shirt. The girl in the dress was almost her opposite, tiny features, tiny figure, tiny breasts, tiny blue eyes with soft blond hair. The girl in the halter top had a slim figure that curved around her body and lead to firm C-cup breasts, almost popping out of her top. If you could look up, you were drawn to her eyes which called for sex. Whatever the dress and figure, they were all beautiful and sexy.

I laughed. The room longed for sex, but not many of us would have the opportunity. I looked at the empty cup in my hand and turned back to the keg.
Bump. Slosh

“Oh shit, I’m sorry.” I hadn’t realized that there was a girl right next to me and had bumped into her, spilling her beer on the floor. “Shit, ummm, let me get that.”

She didn’t say a word, just looked at me. So I looked at her.

She was beautiful. A small body. Long, light brunette, slightly curly hair. A soft face. Deep green eyes. Long lashes. A figure that curved up and down her side, around her tight ass, and along her long legs. She had breasts that were the perfect size for her body, probably a C-cup, firmly pressed together and proudly standing on her chest. She wore a white tank top that showed a little cleavage, a long, brightly colored hippie skirt, and sandals. She was a dream woman.

She didn’t say a word, but her eyes washed over me, assessing me.

I didn’t know what to do, so I spoke, “I’m really sorry. Do you want a towel? Should I get a towel? I should get a towel.”

She took my hand. Her eyes gave me one last sparkle, then she turned, leading me through the crowd.

I didn’t know what to do, say, think, so I followed.

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Virgin Schoolgirl Needs Better Grades

“Mr. McCoy, I just have to start getting higher grades in your class if I’m going to get admitted to any of the best colleges. I’m acing every class but yours and I’d do anything to get straight A’s from you too.

“Anything? Do you really mean that?” His smile widened as he asked her that and lecherous thoughts swirled through his mind.

“Yes, I do. Anything. Anything at all. I would even be willing to have sex with you but I’m a virgin and I have to stay that way until I’m married. My parents are very strict and so are the mother and father of my fiancĂ©. Even so, I would be willing to have sex with you but it would have to be some any way I can do it and still keep my virginity?”

“I’m quite sure we can work something out, Ruth. Suppose you come to my office after school ends today and we’ll see if we can think of something.”

Dennis McCoy already knew what he was going to be thinking of and he hoped Ruth would be as willing as she said she would be. She was about the hottest girl in the high school where he taught Geometry, with long red hair, green eyes and a few scattered freckles that enhanced her perfect ivory complexion. Her breasts were big and shapely too but neither they nor her face was Ruth’s main attraction. As he watched her walk out the door of his office in her long knit dress, he knew what was. He was a man who loved female asses and the body he was eying had a bottom that was as close to perfect as any he had ever seen, big and curvy with a truly delightful sway. He would talk with her after classes ended for the day but he already knew what he wanted to do to her later when her dress would be bunched up above her waist and she would be leaning over his desk.

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18th Birthday Picture

For Maggie Crane’s 18th Birthday, her bestfriend Lisa surprised her with a free birthday photo shoot by a famous cameraman, John Lucy.

Lisa is envy of her bestfriend Maggie. She thought Maggie was beautiful, though Maggie didn’t think so herself. She didn’t like how pale white her skin was. She didn’t like the fact that she was really tall. Like around 5’8 or 5’9. She thought her feet were kind of big because she wears a size 10 in shoes. Her dirty blond hair is just plain looking and she always had it either tied in a ponytail or straight down. Her ass was pretty much the only thing that looked right on her body. The biggest problem Maggie had was her enormous breasts.

She outgrew all the other girls in high school by the time she was 15. She was already wearing a double d bra. As she grew, her bra size increased and now that she was 18, her tits are now a whopping 34FF.

Her ample breasts started low on her chest and sloped out to huge mountainous soccer balls. The bottoms of her mighty mounds rested just above her belly button with natural sag. If she had the money to get her breasts deduced, she sure would have done it.

Lisa knows that her bestfriend Maggie is kind of shy about getting her pictures taken. That’s why she wanted to surprise her. Over the years in recent pictures, every camera had zoomed in or focuses on Maggie’s upperbody. No one besides her family has ever taken just a regular face shot without including her huge tits in the frame.

Since Maggie had no idea where Lisa was taking her in the middle of the afternoon, she didn’t get all dressed up for the surprise photo shoot. Instead, Maggie wore her favorite double X-Large light blue tee shirt, with a picture of a dolphin stretched out and distorted across her large chest. A pair of dark blue jeans and her favorite tennis shoes. Maggie was never into dressing up for any occasion and wanted to feel as comfortable as possible.

“Can I take this stupid blindfold off please?” asked Maggie as Lisa drove the both of them to the photo shop.

“Not yet?” said Lisa as she pulled up into the parking lot.

Lisa got out of the car and opened the door for her friend. She guided Maggie into the photo shop. Once inside, Lisa guided Maggie to a long, black leather sofa and Maggie fell backwards on it. Her enormous breasts bobbed underneath her shirt and Lisa couldn’t take her eyes off them.

“Gosh! Maggie’s breasts are HUGE!” Lisa said to herself. “Ok Maggie! You can remove the blindfold now,” said Lisa.

Maggie took off the blindfold and saw she was in a photo studio.

“LISA! How could you set me up to take pictures for my birthday?” questioned Maggie.

“It’s my present to you Maggie… So please just get a couple pictures taken for your birthday. Then I promise we will go somewhere fun,” Lisa pleaded.

“I guess someone doesn’t like having her picture taken,” said a man’s voice.

“Oh my god Maggie! It’s John Lucy. The famous cameraman for the stars,” gasped Lisa.

“Oh yeah! He does take the prettiest pictures of the celebrities. Even the ones that are not so pretty,” Maggie said.

“How do you do girls,” John Lucy greeted them.

John walked out from the shadows to reveal his tall, dark, and handsome self.

Lisa and Maggie were both drooling over the hot blond 25-year-old cameraman.

“Please! Tell me why don’t you like getting your pictures taken birthday girl Maggie?” John asked.

“Well….because…I never turn out right in pictures,” Maggie said slyly.

“Well Maggie. That’s all going to change tonight. I think you have a very beautiful face for photographing,” John said.

“Thanks!” Maggie said blushing.

“You’re gorgeous too Lisa,” John flirted.

“Thank you John! You’re very gorgeous yourself,” Lisa commented.

“Why don’t you take a seat next to your friend Maggie? I would like to see how you guys work together,” John said smiling.

Both Lisa and Maggie were memorized by John’s good looks and muscular body, which showed in his tight shirt and black jeans. They were so memorized by him that they would end up doing anything the man wanted. And John knew that.

Lisa took a seat next to Maggie. Lisa’s body was nowhere near voluptuous as Maggie’s. She was thinner the Maggie and shorter. She had dark black curl hair and was prettier then Maggie but Lisa didn’t want to gloat it to her bestfriend.

John started taking pictures of the duo. He had move close together. So close that, Maggie’s massive double F cups crushed against Lisa’s C cups. John started to get very hard and it showed as a large bulged formed in his jeans.

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After School Help

Finally, the bell rang. Class was over. Seth sighed a heavy sigh of relief.

“Alright, guys, remember! The test on Chapter 4 is when?”

The class sighed, grumbled and in a collectively defeated unison, replied, “Tomorrow.”

“Right. Also, remember, if you do better on this test than the previous one, I will drop your first test grade and count this one twice.” A little incentive and hopefully, the class would appreciate his teaching a little more. No excited responses. The life of a teacher, he thought. You give them a treat and they still think you’re a fucking prick. He moved to his desk, settling in for his afternoon break. One class period off, one more after that and the day was done. He glanced up, watching his students file out, picking out some of their conversations and smiled to himself. I remember when I was in your shoes, guys. It’s not as bad as you think, you’ll see.

He became so engrossed with his grade book, that he didn’t see her quietly approach the desk.

“Mr. Allen?”

When she spoke his name in her husky voice, he jumped, startled right out of his train of thought. “Ah, yes, Ms. Wolfe? How can I help you?”

Jadyn Wolfe was a knockout for her 18 years of age. Her silky blue-black hair framed her delicate face, and those sapphire blue eyes were enough to pierce your heart. Her blue blouse and short skirt, perhaps a little too tight, hugged her perfect curves in all the right places and when she walked with those long slender legs, she seemed to glide untouchably through a crowd. Jadyn gave off a seductive aroma of mystery; all the men wanted her, all the girls hated her. She paid them all no mind, and mainly kept to herself. She seemed unbreakable, and even sexier, untouchable.

She brushed her long hair over her shoulder and tilted her head to the side. “Um, I was wondering if you had any time later on today, after school, if you could help explain some concepts from the chapter to me. I didn’t do so hot on the first test and I’m really worried about tomorrow’s.”

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A Very Horny Birthday

I’m a single father raising two teenage kids: Sara, who is 19, and Mike, 18. My wife Julie decided after three years of marriage that she wasn’t the family type and left us. It’s been just the three of us since.

For Mike’s 18th birthday I decided to rent a skin flick, buy a six pack of beer, and just have a “guy’s night” with him. Mike has always been a little introverted, always studying to get good grades, and shy toward the girls. I figured our celebration might loosen him up a bit and let him have some fun.

We were about ten minutes into the flick and had just finished our first brew when Sara walked into the room. Immediately I became uncomfortable because I didn’t know what she would think about what we were watching. She was the type who would consider a porno movie chauvinistic or immature. To my surprise, she just asked if she could watch too. I said sure and she plopped down on the couch next to Mike.

During the slow parts of the movie I glanced over at the two of them to see their reactions. Mike was riveted to the TV; I was sure he was a virgin and that this was the first time he had witnessed sexual acts. He studied every scene intently. Sara seemed nonchalant. Unlike Mike, I knew Sara had been sexually active because she had asked me to buy birth control pills for her since she was sixteen.

As the movie neared the end, Sara began to shift her legs around during each of the hot scenes. She had shared a beer with us and I figured the movie was starting to get her aroused. Mike’s face was still glued to the TV. It had an effect on him too: the lump on the inside of his left leg was growing quite long. Sara became increasingly fidgety and finally placed her hand on Mike’s leg. This startled him out of his gaze for a moment, as if he realized for the first time that his sister was sitting next to him. He immediately turned his attention back to the TV, not wanting to miss a moment of the action.

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Eighteen and Ready To Get Fucked

When I was eighteen years old I was still living at home, saving up a bit of money before I moved out of town to go to university. I had taken the year off after graduating high school, working as a hostess in a restaurant a few nights a week. My job gave me plenty of free time during the day, something that I valued greatly as spring led into summer. I spent many afternoons at the beach or even just hanging out in my parents’ backyard working on my tan.

Although I’ve fluctuated a few pounds here and there over the years, my body is very much the same now as it was then, over twelve years earlier. I was very petite, standing about five-foot-two and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds. I’ve never had to work very hard to keep my figure; in fact, the times in my life when I didn’t exercise at all actually added weight to my hips and my breasts in a way that most of the guys I’ve been with actually seemed to prefer.

At eighteen, I had been seeing the same guy for over two years. He was, at that point, the first and only guy I had ever slept with. Unfortunately, however, we had started to grow apart and it was only a matter of time before one of us would have the guts to break up with the other.

In the meantime I was really lusting after Sean, the guy who had been living with us for the last few months. Sean’s dad was a close friend of my dad’s and he had just moved into the area for a new job. He was hoping to save up some money to buy a place of his own, so my dad offered to let him stay with us for a little while. He was in his mid-twenties, tall and fit with short, brown hair. As cute as he was, he was also quite shy, or at least that’s what I thought. I’m pretty sure I had seen him checking me out on more than one occasion, but I had never detected anything resembling any real interest on his part. Although I was a little more outgoing, I had never done anything more than smile at him and make sure I looked nice any time he was around.

It was late on a weekday morning when I had decided to lie down in the backyard and get some sun. My parents were both at work and my brother was at school, and Sean was probably working as well. I changed into my little yellow string bikini and grabbed a towel before heading outside. I had been blessed with tolerant skin, so I rarely wore sunscreen when I was out in the sun. I spread the towel out on the lawn and sprawled out on my back, soaking in the rays. After about twenty minutes I flipped onto my stomach, undoing the ties on my bikini top so that I wouldn’t wind up with any tan lines on my back. I had just untied myself when I heard the phone ringing inside the house. I ignored it, knowing that by the time I had tied up my top and gotten inside I would have missed the call anyway. It was only a few seconds later that I heard Sean’s voice calling to me from the house.

“Hey Christine, the phone’s for you,” he said.

Because I thought I had the house to myself, his voice startled me. I jumped a bit and turned my head to face the house. This wound up exposing my right breast for a brief moment before I remembered that I was topless.
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Catching Sis

My name is Andrew. At the time of the story I was 18 years old, going on 19 in several months. I was a student at a local public high school, and I was, as I am now, a popular kid. I have black hair, blue eyes, and I played tennis and basketball. I also had a body the girls sure seem to like.

I worked out some, so I was a bit muscular, but not overly ripped. I made good grades, but my very strict parents limited my “opportunities” in life. I had a lot of friends, but they always seemed to be more successful with girls then I did.

I wasn’t completely without experience though. Although I never had a girlfriend for more then a couple of months, I have gotten laid my fair share of times. Every time I would get with a girl though, it seemed like the sex just didn’t have the “feelings” that I thought should be associated with it.

When I wasn’t having much success with girls, it seemed like I was constantly masturbating. I sometimes got myself off three times a day when I was really horny. Usually my sessions were pretty dull with an occasional Internet site, but other then that my sexual fantasies were played out in my head. But anyway, I would like to tell you about an experience of mine, it happened just a year ago, the spring of my senior year in high school…

I grinned as Michael handed me the cassette tape. School was out; it was a Friday. I just couldn’t wait to get home and relax. The tape I referring to was a porn, something my eyes rarely feasted on. I was unusually excited because my parents were going to be away the evening, allowing me to carry out my sexual fantasies without fear of getting caught. I hurried to my car, and sped away from the high school towards my home.

Upon arriving at my house I could already feel the bulge beginning to grow between my legs as I unlocked and walked through the front door. I rushed to my room, and quickly put up my stuff, and changed into a comfortable pair of shorts, and a new shirt.
After quickly cleaning up my room, I took the videotape and stuck it into the VCR. As it began to rewind, I quickly went over and shut the blinds, and locked my door, causing my room to darken. As the video continued to rewind I though about what a rare opportunity this was for me. By this time my boner had subsided, but I figured that it certainly would appear again soon.

I settled down onto the floor with my back leaning against the edge of my bed. Then it hit me; I stood up and ran to the bathroom to get some KY jelly I had found in my childhood. I figured it was my parents, but seeing as how they were gone, I grabbed the tube and brought it back into my room.

Just as I once more settled down I heard the clicking of the VCR as it stopped rewinding. I grabbed the remote in my hand, and pressed “play” causing the video to start. Eager to get to the good stuff, I quickly fast-forwarded through the credits and copyright warnings.

The screen then flashed to a scene of a young male and female passionately making out. It wasn’t long before the girl’s top was off and he was greedily licking her breasts and nipples. Seeing how no one was home, and I was already getting hard I decided to go ahead and remove my shorts and shirt.

As I continued to watch, the outline of my cock in my briefs became increasingly visible. I subconsciously began to rub my hand over the outline of my cock. The man on the screen then moved south, as he pulled off the girls soaking panties, and began running his tongue all throughout the girls slit.

My boner then became even more evident, as I watched the events unfolding on screen. Overcome I reached into my briefs, and grabbing the band pulled them down to my knees, and kicked them across the room.

Now completely naked, my complete manhood came into view. It was six and three-fourths inches in length, and about 5 inches in circumference. I knew this well, since I measured it often. At its base was a large of patch of curly dark pubic hair. The shaft was thick, and was turning purple because of all the pressure running through it.

At the top was a large mushroom head, which looked almost unproportional to the thickness of the shaft. I had been circumcised, and my foreskin was pulled tight due to my raging erection. Just at the tip, my opening was already beginning to emit drops of pre-cum.

I slowly reached towards the ground, and cupped my balls with my left hand gently running a hand over each of them. With my other hand, I reached for the KY jelly and generously applied it into my hand, and then grasped onto my cock. I slowly began to stroke, being careful to make this last.

From there, I turned my attention back to the screen, where by now the girl had just experienced an orgasm, and was positioning herself for doggy-style sex. The man on the screen had a massive cock, and I could feel my cock harden as the moans of pleasure filled her, as his cock did. As the man began to pound away, the girl’s tits began to jiggle, only causing me to stroke harder. After a horny day at school, I was already close to cumming, and slowed things down again to see if I could hold off for another scene.

Eventually, they both ended up in orgasm, much to my relief. Then, the screen switched, only leaving me to wonder if I could hold out much longer. On screen appeared two women. I was excited at the idea of group sex, but was surprised to see that the two girls began passionately making out. It wasn’t what I suspected, but I was turned on by the idea of lesbian sex. Being from the sheltered family I was, I certainly didn’t have much exposure to this type of thing.

As the two girls continued making out, one reached down and grasped the breast of the other. It wasn’t long before they both stepped out of their skirts, leaving them exposed only in their bras and panties. Then one of the girls took control of the situation. She began by kissing the neck, and eventually wound up with her face resting just between the two breasts of her friend.

The two boobs were still bra-clad as she ran her hands over them, paying special attention to the nipples. Then, in one swift motion she reached behind the girl, and undid her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. I then noticed as the one girl reached to the nightstand beside the bed and grabbed something. As she twisted the end of the device it began to emit a low humming noise. It was at this point that I realized it was a vibrator.

The skillful girl then massaged and licked one breast, while working the tip of the vibrator over the other. After kneading and thoroughly working each of the breasts, the girl then moved between the thighs of the other.
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Cheerleaders Diary

Dear Diary,

Sorry that I haven’t written lately, but it has been a most amazing time at college. After eighteen years of being told by my parents, teachers and sometimes it seemed everyone else in my world, especially older brothers, what to do and when; these first few weeks have been amazing.

Of course, before they all drove me to college, my parents and every last one of my seven older brothers and their families threw me a fabulous eighteenth birthday party. I got all kinds of things for my dorm room and new clothes. I used the party to tell my high school boyfriend Steve that it was O-V-E-R. Since we were going to different colleges, we both knew it would never work…his fault for not making better grades so he could get into a good school like I did. I think he was cheating on me anyway; not that we ever went all the way.

That reminds me, the most exciting news of the past couple weeks…I lost my virginity. Well, had it taken is more accurate. Like in high school I tried out for the cheerleading squad. But things are different here at college. Instead of just entertaining the crowds and motivating the team at games, you have to entertain and motivate the players…off the field.

I was surprised and frightened at first when I found out. In fact, I almost decided not to try out at all, but I have ALWAYS been a cheerleader. My Mama was a cheerleader. Even Nana was a cheerleader, way back. Of course, they were only high school cheerleaders. I want to be the first girl in the family to make the college squad. I could not let a little thing like my virginity stand in the way of that.

I didn’t really know what it would be like. I heard the other girls, whose turn came before mine, talk about it though. It was simple really. You went to the dorm where most of the players lived and you signed in as someone’s study buddy. They came down and escorted you back to their room where you had sex with him…and any of his friends around. But you had to be done and out of there by ten o’clock curfew.

I was really nervous when it was my turn. At lunch, Sally May, the head cheerleader, gave me a slip of paper that contained the name and room number of the player that I was to…entertain and motivate. Wouldn’t you know it; it was Tyreese Moore, the star running back and possible Heisman Trophy candidate. I got even more scared then. I had hoped for someone more…well, like me; maybe the hot, blonde quarterback, who was known for his high grades as much as his throwing arm. If he did not make the NFL, he would certainly be a Rhodes Scholar.

Tyreese was the exact opposite of all that. He was a kid from the inner city, who could have never made it to college without football. He was also black. Having never actually been with a guy before, the thought of having a black guy as my first was terrifying. Was it really true? The size thing.
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Slumber Party Fun

Mom and Dad had gone to the Caribbean for the weekend. They were going to be gone for ten days. I was at home with my two sisters, Jill, 19 and Janet, 18. Jill was studying with her friend Sylvia. They had a chemistry midterm Monday and were doing some last minute cramming. Janet was expecting some friends for a sleepover to celebrate her friend Monica’s nineteenth birthday. I was relaxing, listening to the alternative radio station and surfing around online.

The phone rang, and I picked it up. It was Janet’s friend Judy. Judy is a slim redhead with pale skin and a very few freckles.

“Hi, Steve,” Judy giggled. “How are you doing?”

“Fine, how is your car?”

Judy hesitated, “I wish I could say that I was done, but I had to get a new part, and it has not come in yet.”

“I’ll get Janet.”

I went downstairs to get my sister and went past Sylvia who was bringing up two glasses of coke. Sylvia has wavy black hair.

At the bottom of the steps, I looked up to see up Sylvia’s skirt. I got a quick peek of her round ass, which was visible, since she was wearing a thong.

I licked my lips to imagine how soft and smooth her ass would be to the touch.

Janet’s door was closed and the music was loud.

I knocked on the door, “Jan!”

“Come in.”

I walked in and saw that Janet was not alone. Sitting on the bed, legs crossed, wearing white socks and a blue summer dress was Janet’s blonde friend, Beth.

“Hello, Steve,” Beth smiled swinging her pony tail as she turned to look at me.

Beth was 18 and had been friends with Jan since junior high. I smiled back.

“Hey, Beth,” I smiled back.

Beth was no longer the skinny, flat chested girl I remember when she played soccer with Jan. Her breasts were nice and full, probably a C-cup. Her ass was nice and round without being too fat. In High School, I always had a crush on Beth, probably because I saw her so often.

“Judy is on the phone.”

“Thanks bro,” my sister was the youngest of her friends, having turned 18 last month and she still had braces. Like me, her hair was a sandy brown. But she had gray eyes where mine are green.

I walked out of my younger sister’s room when the door bell rang.

It was Monica, the birthday girl.

Monica was a short, brunette, like my sister, but her hair was a reddish brown, which she kept in a short, almost boyish bob. She was a tomboy, who liked to play touch football with the boys, and ate steaks instead of salads.

“Bye, Mom,” Monica waved to the SUV with one tire on our drive-way.

Monica grabbed me in a hug. She was wearing denim overalls over a pink t-shirt. Her tits were full like Beth’s and I felt them pressing against me in the hug. I thought how nice it would be to press my face into her soft tits. I wonder if she knew how much she was turning me on.

“Hi Steve,” Monica was always affectionate and was known to kiss me on the cheek if I did her a favor.

“Hey, Monica” I punched her on the shoulder.

“I want to talk with you about something.”

“What is it?” I asked.

“Not now, I’ll tell you later,” she walked past me to Janet’s room.

I went upstairs. At the top of the steps, I noticed that Sylvia had left my sister Jill’s door open. I walked over and peeked in. I could not believe what I saw.

My sister was standing in front of Sylvia and has one hand on her skirt covered ass. I could still picture the round globes of her ass that I had peeked at.

The two girls were French kissing. I knew my sister Jill had a boyfriend, Mike, so I figured she must like girls and boys. My sister turned Sylvia around and I could see that Sylvia was massaging my sister’s ass with both hands.
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Cheerleader Gets Fucked

The superintendent promoted me from teacher to principal the same day Janet turned 18. I’d been watching that little girl shake her ass down the hallways of Jefferson High for more than three years. Every Friday during football season, she came to school dressed in her green and white cheerleader uniform. The mascot, an eagle, stretched across her luscious tits. All I could think about was making her spread like one. Now that I’d been given the powers of a principal and she was legal, I became determined to make my fantasy come true.

I told the secretary to summon Janet just before lunch on my first Friday as principal. Janet was a dutiful student; it took her no more than a few minutes. Her black hair was up in a ponytail, tied with a green ribbon to match her cheerleader uniform. School records said she was 18, but she could’ve easily passed for three years younger.

“Hi,” she said.

“Close the door Janet,” I said.

She gently shut the door.

“And lock it,” I said.

“Is there something wrong?” she asked.

“Just do as you’re told,” I said.

After the lock clicked, I motioned for Janet to take a seat in the chair on the other side of my desk. The skirt left plenty of bare thigh exposed. I imagined running my tongue up against that soft skin and making her sweet, virginal pussy wet for the first time. My dick turned hard as a librarian’s glare.

“Janet,” I said. “Do you plan to go to college?”

“Well, yes,” she said. “I’ve already applied to Brown, Yale and Stanford.”

I swiveled my chair so I could close the blinds on the window behind me.

“Do you know what a letter from your principal can mean to those colleges?” I asked as the room darkened.

“Not exactly,” she said.

“Let me explain it,” I said, turning around to shoot her a stone-faced glare. “If your principal writes a good letter, it can greatly enhance your chances of getting accepted to the school.”

I stood up and looked down at Janet. The lights were off. Slits of sunlight cut across her face. I sensed fear and vulnerability in her big, brown eyes, and then I knew I could have my way with her. I walked around the desk, knelt next to her and put my hand on her thigh.

“But if your principal writes a bad letter, it reflects poorly on you,” I said. “And do you know what that means?”

“It means I won’t get in,” she said.

“That’s right,” I said. “I knew you were a smart girl.”

I slid my hand under her skirt and rubbed her pussy over her panties. She already had a wet spot.

“Has a boy fucked you yet, Janet?” I asked.
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