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Jane

I did as I was told. I shut the door, pressed the lock, and with every second passing I felt more and more nervous and excited at the same time. Today was the day, the day I was going to lose my virginity to Mr. Parker. Just thinking about him made me wet, and I squeezed my thighs together when I felt my inner walls clench in anticipation. I’d fantasized about this so many times. Since that first day he entered class and introduced himself as our teacher, all I wanted was for him to take me.

When I heard the click of the door, I held my breath and waited for him to give his next instruction. He’d taped thick red construction paper over the long, rectangular window in the door. His room was on the second floor. Below us, on the football field, parents and former classmates milled around taking pictures, hugging grandma and making party plans. The fact that they were so close, but had no idea where I was or what I was doing made me totally hot.

No one could see in this room but the birds. I was alone with Mr. Parker.

I didn’t know why, but I liked the feeling of being told what to do, especially coming from him. He felt stronger and more powerful when he ordered me around, and I loved the secure feeling that gave me. With him dominating me, I felt like I mattered, like he cared. I knew next to nothing about sex, even though I talked a big game and had watched loads of porn. When it came to the real thing, I needed someone to guide me and I was so happy it was going to be Mr. Parker.

As he leaned against the desk, he stared at me, took in the shapeless graduation gown. I immediately felt a surge of heat run through my veins with that stare. His eyes roamed my body, from my face to my legs, and I worried when he tipped his lips down into a frown.

What did I do?

“Take that off.” He pointed his finger at the gown.

Hesitantly, I did as I was told and kept my eyes on him as the black material fell and pooled around my brown uniform shoes and ankle socks. Suddenly, the air around me felt hotter. I was literally just a plaid skirt and panties away from being taken. I wanted this, didn’t I?

I did, I mentally reaffirmed myself.

But I didn’t know what to do! What if I didn’t please him? He’d had women, real women—not girls like me—what if I wasn’t appealing to him with my shy ways?

Before I could back out, he pushed off the desk and moved closer to me.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Jane,” he said, my name rolling off his tongue. “Passing notes in class…” I looked away, my nerves getting the best of me. My pussy wasn’t cooperating though. My muscles there were contracting and relaxing again and again. “And writing about losing your virginity instead of listening to the exam review.”

Slowly, he shook his head from side to side and I felt my stomach plummet.

I’d disappointed him.

“You want someone to take that pussy of yours for the first time?”

I bit my bottom lip at his question and managed to squeak out a tiny “no”.

“I didn’t hear you, Jane.”

“No?” He stopped moving and I found my courage.

Now or never, Jane.

“No. I don’t want someone to take my pussy.” I licked my lips and stared at his. “I want you.”

He was so close to me, just a foot or two away, and I could see just a ghost of a smirk on his full lips. “You want me to take your sweet pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” I glanced up and saw his dark eyes were dilated and focused totally and completely on me. I was a virgin, but I’d had guys look at me like that before. Mr. Parker wanted me. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

“Yes, sir. I want you to take my pussy,” I said, a little more confidently than last time.

I froze up when I felt his hand graze my thigh at the hem of my uniform skirt. I held my breath as he brushed a little higher, then stopped.

“I need to teach you a lesson first,” he said. Just like that, he moved away from me.

I whimpered, wondering what he was going to do. My heart beat frantically and I bit my lip as I watched him walk over to his desk and open his drawer. He took a ruler out and started to slap the end of it against the palm of his hand. Every sharp snap of noise made my pussy clench. By the time he turned back around to face me, I was shaking so badly I could barely stand. I’d heard the term weak in the knees, but never understood… until now.

“There,” he pointed to the desk, then looked at me with those dark, piercing eyes. He’d never once looked at me like this in class. I gulped at the intensity of it. “Bad girls who break school rules need to be taught a lesson.”

Internally, I was jumping for joy amidst the nerves. I realized I didn’t need to worry so much. I needed to stop overthinking. I didn’t need to worry about Mr. Parker regretting his decision and walking away. If he didn’t want to have sex, he would’ve told me I’d been mistaken and asked me to leave. Hell, if he didn’t want me, he wouldn’t have ordered me to be here today, now, exactly one hour after graduation.

Yet here he was, and showing a different, sexier, and wilder side of him the students would never ever see. Only me.

“Are you going to spank me?” I asked, walking to the desk.

When he just stood there, I realized he was waiting. Putting my hands on the cool wood, I bent my torso over the desk.

He didn’t waste any more time and walked to my side.

“Bad girls get spanked on the bare. Lift the uniform, please.”

Oh my god.

Reaching back, I slowly lifted the hem of my plaid skirt, shimmying my hips as I did so that it rested up about my waist.

I turned my head and saw that he was just staring at my panty clad bottom, jaw clenched.

“No panties, Jane. If you’re giving your pussy to me, that means it needs to be bare and available to me at all times.”

His hands found their way to the elastic of my white lace panties and tugged them down so they rested just above my knees. I could feel the cool air on my bare skin, knew he could see everything.

The ruler came down with a crack and I startled. The searing heat of it had me gasping.

“Passing notes is not allowed.”

He swung the ruler again. I hissed out a breath as it struck a new spot.

“What do you say to that, Jane?” he asked, striking again.

The sting was sharp and hot, but not overly painful. In fact, it only made me wetter. He had to be able to see the effects the spanking was having on me.

He dropped the ruler onto the desk with a clatter.

This time, when he spanked me, it was with his bare hand.

I gasped.

“Jane?”

“No, sir. I mean, yes, sir.” I didn’t know how I was to answer him. I’d forgotten what the question was as his palm stroked over my heated flesh.

“Do you like being over my desk like this? Punished by your teacher, you bad girl?”

“Yes, sir,” I said. That was the truth and he knew it. I wouldn’t be here otherwise. He wouldn’t be spanking me otherwise.

“Do you like the idea that anyone might come in and see just how naughty you are?”

I hadn’t thought about anyone else, only Mr. Parker. I squirmed on the desk, nervous all of a sudden.

“Mr. Park—” I began, but I was cut off when his finger slid over my slick folds, then started to circle around my clit. He started out slowly at first, the feeling building up inside me, until he started to pick up his pace. “Please finger me,” I moaned and begged. “Please, sir.” I wanted him inside me.

“Patience, Jane,” he said, never stopping the movements of his finger. “Great things come to those who wait. Just leave it to me.”

I closed my eyes and nodded my head, as he leaned forward, his chest against my back. We were now both bent over the desk. “Before you know it, I’ll have my dick in you, pushing in and out and feeling everything inside you. But finger you? What a naughty idea. The first thing you’ll feel in that virgin pussy will be my cock.” To make his point, he ground his pants against my tender ass, all the while his finger pleasured my clit.

My moans grew louder as he continued to rub against me. I could feel the build-up inside me, like something great was about to happen.

I kept mouthing out “more”, and he never once stopped moving his finger. My clit was swollen and sensitive beneath his attentions, my pussy lonely. It had never felt like this when I touched myself. I wanted more.

“Fuck me, please,” I begged, when the feeling was getting too much to handle for a virgin like me.

“What did I say about patience, Jane?” he said, his free hand coming down on my bottom, the sting mixing with my need. He sounded both serious and teasing at the same time. “I’m in charge. This is my classroom, isn’t it, Jane?”

I nodded my head.

“Are you the teacher?”

“No.” I wouldn’t know what to do, much less lead someone else. Damn it, Jane. I internally reprimanded myself.

“That’s right,” he ran a hand up and down the back of my bare thigh, making me shudder. “Because I’m your teacher.”

“Yes, sir.” The reply came naturally to my lips.

We were going to have sex – I just needed to wait. We’d get there, but I wanted it now. The heat in my pussy was just too much, and I felt like I was going to lose it.

“Good,” he said, continuing to rub his fingers against me as he leaned forward so I could see his face. “Are you sure you want this, Jane? For me to take your virginity? Once we start, there’s no backing out. You’ll be mine.”

Mine.

I nodded my head against the desk. “Yes.” I said it again but louder this time. “Yes, sir.”

“Perfect. Are you on birth control?”

He stopped when I shook my head. “No. I brought a condom.”

He spanked me again. “You’re mine, Jane. And I want to take you bare. I want to feel everything when my cock is buried balls deep inside you.”

I whimpered at the idea of his cock entering me, skin against skin as he broke through that tight barrier. But I was also afraid. I wasn’t ready for a baby. I wasn’t ready for this.

His finger moved to the entrance of my pussy, circled it. “We’re not having sex today. And we’re not having sex with a condom. Ever. I don’t want anything between us,” he began. “You’re going to the doctor tomorrow and get the birth control shot.”

“Yes, sir.” I nearly wilted in shocked relief. So that was it? This was some kind of tease? A test? What?

His finger moved away and he stepped back. I waited in place for a moment, then pushed up away from the desk. When I spun to face him, his eyes dropped to the apex of my thighs and I quickly pushed my uniform skirt back down before tugging at my panties.

“Those come off.”

I glanced up at him as I was working them up, then gulped, changing direction. I slid them over one foot, then the other, placing them in the hand he held out.

I was achy and needy and so damn horny as I watched him tuck them into his pants pocket. My bottom stung from his punishment. I felt… chastised and I definitely learned one lesson. Mr. Parker was not going to let me get away with anything. I also learned that not coming was more of a consequence than a spanking.

There was a hint of disappointment stirring inside me. So we weren’t having sex today? Was he mad I wasn’t prepared, that I’d told him we’d use a condom?

But all my insecurities and questions flew out the window when he said, “There are other ways we can pleasure ourselves for now…so, so many more ways.”

The sexy smirk on his face both unnerved and excited me.

Going around the desk, he pulled back his chair, sat down.

“I’ll take your virgin mouth first, young lady.”

He crooked his finger and as I came around the desk to join him, he undid his belt buckle. When I stood between his parted knees—him at my front and the desk behind me—his palm came up to cradle my cheek again, and I couldn’t help but nuzzle it closer to him. His hand felt warm and rough, the hands of a man, and it made me feel protected.

A large part of me was nervous at what was about to happen. I’d watched enough porn to know he’d fill and fuck my mouth.

Slowly, I dropped to my knees before him.

“I’ve dreamed of you being right here. Open my pants.”

I did as instructed as he continued to talk.

“I imagined you beneath my desk, your mouth on me, sucking the cum from my balls.”

I moaned at the thought of doing that to him as the other girls sat at their desks and took their final exams. I wouldn’t have a written test. My grade would come from oral work.

There was that smile on his face – the mixture of a grin and a smirk – but his eyes looked softly at me. I didn’t need to worry and overthink so much. Just with the look he gave me, I knew no harm was going to come to me.

Hesitantly, my hands began unzipping his pants and my eyes stared at the thick bulge beneath. He didn’t wear underwear.

“Jane…” The sound of my name brought me back to reality. “Are you alright?”

I blinked my eyes once and then twice and then looked up at the man before me through my lashes. My pussy was throbbing. I wanted – needed – to feel more, but we weren’t having sex today. I couldn’t believe I thought we were going to have sex with condoms. He was way more experienced than I could ever imagine, and I still couldn’t believe he wanted to have sex with me. Just that thought made me feel hornier, if that was even still possible.

“Tell me what to do,” was all I said, and his eyes softened all the more.

“Of course,” came his response, and then, he squeezed my hand before he put it over the open zipper. “You’re going to learn how to suck my cock like a good girl, aren’t you?”

He breathed heavily when my hand started to rub up and down, and then, he took his cock out of his pants. I could only stare for a few seconds as I nodded my head. This was the first time I’d ever seen one in real life, but damn, his cock was huge, even for porn standards. He didn’t notice my shell-shocked expression, or if he did, he ignored it. Instead, he wound my fingers around his length and started to move my hand up and down. Up and down.

I licked my lips. “Yes, sir.”

“You can start with your hands before you use your mouth,” he advised, words slow and interspersed with groans of pleasure.

With a slow nod, I continued to move my hand up and down the length of his dick before my mouth hovered just above the tip. I planted soft, quick kisses on his head and it caught me by surprise when it jerked every time I kissed and sucked slowly. I quickly felt more confident and started to take more of him into my mouth, deeper and deeper until I moved my hand away. The groan he elicited was music to my ears. He sounded like he was doing his best to keep quiet, but he just couldn’t do it.

“Yes, Jane…” He said to me as his head fell backwards and his eyes remained closed. “That mouth of yours… you definitely know how to use it. I thought you were a good girl.”

I didn’t feel like a good girl. I was on my knees in my classroom with the broad head of Mr. Parker’s cock touching the back of my throat. I wondered how far I could deep-throat him as I breathed through my nose. I’d make gagging noises from time to time, but he didn’t seem turned off. It actually turned him on even more, if his hands taking fistfuls of my hair was any indication.

“Yes, Jane…that’s perfect,” he murmured, his hands guiding the movements of my head, up and down his dick. “You’re fucking perfect.”

Before I knew what was happening, I felt his dick twitch inside my mouth and then a flood of his cum overpowered me. Salty. It tasted like him. I froze on the spot as it inundated my mouth.

“Swallow it.”’

I did automatically, again and again to get it all down. When the flood stopped, I moved my head back and I could see some cum dripping off the tip of his still hard length. I quickly lapped it up and made sure nothing was left. When my eyes lifted to his, I could see Mr. Parker staring intently at me. He looked well sated.

“Shit, Jane,” he began. “You were amazing.”

Kneeling before him, I felt small. While I knew I’d pleased him, I worried I didn’t compare to all the other women and their experience. “You’re just saying that to—”

“No, I’m not.” He shook his head, his eyes never leaving mine. “You followed my directions, and fuck…you swallowed while your mouth was still around my dick. Virgin or not, you’re very rare, Jane.”

I didn’t know how to reply to that. For a virgin like me, his words felt like I’d just won the Olympics. I’d been scared and nervous the whole time. I hadn’t wanted to disappoint him—I still didn’t— and it was amazing to know I had pleased him. I could breathe now.

“And this was just you sucking me off.” His face was a cross between exalted and confused. “I’m sure fucking your pussy will be amazing.”

“I’m getting the shot first thing tomorrow,” I promised.

I was sure I could squeeze myself in for a last-minute appointment at a nearby clinic. I was eighteen and didn’t have to worry about the doctor telling my mom I was getting birth control. She probably wouldn’t even care if I was being sexually active. Maybe, she’d be even proud that I was being safe.

“I can’t wait,” he said, taking a piece of paper from his drawer and scribbling something on it. “Here’s my address. Meet me at my place tomorrow evening. I’ll cook us dinner.”

All I could do was nod, but deep inside me, the butterflies were aflutter in my stomach.

“Wear your uniform, but no panties.”

Just another nod again.

“I’ll check.”

And with that, I stood up and headed for the door. “And Jane?” I turned my head to look at him, just as I had the last day of class. This time, I knew he wanted me. I had a belly full of his cum to prove it.

“Don’t touch yourself. That pussy belongs to me. I didn’t let you come on purpose. A spanking isn’t the only punishment I’ll give you if you’re naughty. If you come on your own, I’ll know.”

My inner walls clenched as I wondered how I’d be able to make it until tomorrow night.