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I was sitting in first hour when my teacher Mr. Gansheroff was passing out grades on our latest test. When he gave me my test, I was apalled. I had an F! Also on the test there was a little note in red ink that said, “See me after class.”
And so, after the bell rang, I went up to Mr. Gansheroff. He just looked at me and said, “Yes?”
“Uh-uh-uh…your note said for me to see you after class?” I stuttered.
“Ah yes. You know…there is one certain way I like to use on especially pretty girls.” He smirked at me and I blushed, gulped, and held my breath. It is true that I have D cup melon boobs, a bubble butt, and an hourglass figure.
“W-w-w-what is it?” I asked.
He replied, “Hold on.” He opened his drawer and reached into it. He pulled out a paddle and a freaking vibrator!
I spoke pointing at the vibrator, “Is that…”
“Don’t worry,” Mr. Gansheroff interrupted. “ I don’t have a 2nd or 3rd hour.”
“That…wasn’t what I was asking. I was asking is that vibrator.”
“Oh yeah.”
I blankly stared at the vibrator. Before I knew it, Mr. Gansheroff slammed me up against the wall by the neck and started kissing me real hard with his tongue all the way down my throat. I was actually aroused. I decided to see how far I can get my tongue in his mouth.
Sex
When he was done, I can feel my lips were bruised. Then Mr. Gansheroff dragged with hand still wrapped around my neck over to a table and slammed me on that. He took his clothes off and then ripped off my uniform and underwear. He started giving those hard, deep throat kisses again and I wrapped my arms around him. Eventually he was giving me hickeys on my neck, shoulders, breasts, and stomach. I was red, sweating, and huffing and puffing. I eventually moaned, “Daddyy.”
“Did I tell you you can speak?” Mr. Gansheroff snarled before flipping me over and spanking me with the paddle about 5 times. I eye rolled my eyes back, smiled, and cried tears of both joy and pain.
He gently rolled me back over, sat me up, and stared rubbing my pussy. My face was hot now and I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter by the second, so I was basically at peak arousal. I was afraid to speak let alone moan, so I closed eyes and bit my lip.
Sex
Mr. Gansheroff pressed me back down with one hand and used the other hand to shove the vibrator in my ass. He then put both hands on my shoulder and started fucking me in my pussy.
“Harder daddy!” I cried. He obeyed, but every time he did I would still say “harder”. Eventually I said, “Fuck it. Just go as hard as you can.”
“Oh you really are a naughty girl,” Mr. Gansheroff hissed.
I panted, “You should also go as deep as you can go and maybe go faster too if you can.”
He did both of those. I couldn’t hold back the moans anymore. I screeched, “Oh god!” I was crying but also orgasming. I think I could hear him orgasm too. Mr. Gansheroff did cum eventually and he did it inside unlike most guys. He wheezed, “Uh…uh…oh…oh god. I came harder than ever before. You really are sexy.”
Sex
I couldn’t believe I figured out what kind of girl I really was in just two hours. I grabbed my backpack of the chair of my desk. I was happy, proud, and confident cuz I was walking out of the classroom with a throbbing, bruised vagina(and lips), a popped cherry, and semen running down me. I decided on the next test I’m gonna fuck up hard just so we can do this again. I wondered what he’ll do next time. Cut me with a knife? Ride me like a horse? Use a device on my pussy? I also needed an excuse to why there were bruises on my lips, torso, and butt.
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Part 4
“Don’t stop,” I wailed. “We still got third hour to kill and I like it. No…I love it!”
“Are you sure? I already came.”
“Duh.”
“Ok. We will carry on since you’re being a little brat again with that ‘duh’.”
And we went back to fucking. I fucked during third hour. Mr. Gansheroff wheezed, “Oh my god. Ugh. Gah. I can’t believe I came again!” He then noticed that I looked tired, bored, and numb. “Had enough?” he continued.
“Yeah,” I groaned. It was getting close to 4th hour(my lunch time).
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Part 5
He pulled himself and the vibrator out. My vagina was bruised, throbbing, and bloody. I wobbly got off the table. Mr. Gansheroff immediately hand me some (baby) wipes. I used them to wipe my vagina. He also used other wipes-disinfectant wipes-on the table and vibrator.
After my vagina was dry, I put back on my underwear and uniform. Mr. Gansheroff boomed at me, “If this were to happen again, I’m blindfolding you, gagging you, cuffing you, and everything.”
Sex
Can you be the socket? ill be the plug together we belong inside each other. Sex is just like that