Kierra's School Days
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
15,091
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Kierra's School Days Part 2
Kierra felt that her English lesson lasted a life time, not just a double lesson. She arose out of her seat and adjusted her clothes and wandered down the second level stairs and down to the small office at the end of the hall which Mr. Peterson awaited her in. She opened the door without knocking, confident that Mr. Peterson would be in the room alone and secured that they would have no visitors throughout their meeting. Although, Kierra thought with a small smile creeping onto her face, that could be quite fun.
“Hello, Mr. Peterson?” Kierra asked innocently, aware that he would be in the room ready for her, “Could I have some help?”
Mr. Peterson recognised her voice immediately but remained hidden from her, “Of course you can have some help, Kierra.”
Kierra walked further into the cramped office and around the dividing wall made up of text books and loose papers where she spotted Mr. Peterson, naked holding his erection firmly in his fist. He started pumping it in front of her.
“Of course you can have some help, Kierra,” he repeated, “But first you have to do something for me.”
“And what may that be, Mr. Peterson?” asked Kierra with a fairly good idea in mind.
“Undress for me please. Slowly.”
Kierra smiled, “As you wish.”
She started by slowly unbuttoning her blouse, as she did earlier, yet this time she left it on, unopened. She unclasped her bra and was able to remove it with ease, without taking off her blouse.
“Take off those panties now please,” Mr. Peterson moaned, still jerking his hard on.
Kierra smiled and turned around. She bent down in front of the teacher letting her skirt lift up and reveal that she had no panties on at all. Mr. Peterson let out a big moan, he was obviously surprised.
“Did you forget that I came into your office at recess bare?” Kierra taunted.
“Come here you little fox,” Mr. Peterson ordered.
Kierra sat on Mr. Peterson’s erection, letting him play with her semi-hard nipples. Her hand went to his penis and she stroked it lightly feeling the pre-cum dribble out of the head. She jerked it harder and faster as she moved in to kiss him.
“No more,” he mumbled, making her let go of his dick as he pushed her off him.
Uncertain and about to question his actions, Kierra steadied herself and kept her distance. Before she was too far away, Mr. Peterson grabbed her and forced her onto the desk behind the chair. Kierra fell backwards, her back coming into contact with the varnished wood. Pain seared up her spine, yet it was almost pleasing. Mr. Peterson crawled on top of her and guided his dick into her moist, young pussy. He pushed himself all the way in, savouring the tightness and wetness of the sweet, young teenager. He started thrusting in and out of her, fucking her as hard as he could. Kierra moaned with delight as he pushed himself harder and harder into her, hitting her g-spot. She was sure a stray teacher or student wandering the corridors would hear them, but right now in the heat of the moment, she didn’t care one bit.
She reached down to rub her clitoris. Mr. Peterson lowered his body onto Kierra’s and he sucked on her neck and bit at her earlobes as he thrust into her. Fucking her this hard, he was guaranteed to cum in no time. Kierra started to feel the beginning of her orgasm as she rubbed herself harder, her hand being limited by the weight of Mr. Peterson’s body pressing down on her.
Mr. Peterson pulled out. Kierra gasped in protest. Mr. Peterson didn’t offer any explanation. His dick was weeping with pre-cum as he lowered his head and pulled Kierra’s lower body off the edge of the desk. Mr. Peterson’s tongue tickled and licked Kierra’s clitoris. She moaned in delight as he licked her continuously and more ferociously, bringing her close to orgasm. Her body started to shake as she was overcome by the urge to cum. Mr. Peterson inserted two fingers up her pussy and finger fucked her as she was about to cum. He felt her pussy contracting, wishing it was his dick he was feeling it on instead of his fingers as Kierra started to cum. He licked her hardened clit faster as she moaned and shifted, still pumping her with his fingers. He felt her juices seep out and spread all over his fingers and onto the varnished desk underneath, thinking of how lucky Mr. Wilson has to mark mid-year exams papers here in half an hour.
Kierra arose from the desk after a few seconds rest after her orgasm. She sat upright, supported by her arms, with her chest heaving.
Mr. Peterson guided her to the chair they shared before and eased his dick into her mouth. Kierra sucked him slowly, sucking out every drop of pre-cum that was left on his dick and tasting her pussy juices that she left. She let her tongue trail over the head and lowered her mouth all the way down his shaft until all of him was in her mouth. She sucked hard, Mr. Peterson moaned. She was the best little cocksucker, Mr. Peterson’s wife even denied him this pleasure. During the moment, he came to the conclusion that he should really divorce the bitch.
Kierra’s mouth bobbed on his dick as she gagged and sucked on it. Mr. Peterson moaned louder and grabbed the back of Kierra’s head, holding her in position as he face-fucked her. His semen spilt down the back of her throat and over her lips. Kierra swallowed and licked up every last drop, also cleaning his dick up. Mr. Peterson sighed. He didn’t know how he was going to make it through the rest of the day. He hadn’t had sex this good for a long time.
Kierra arose and looked at the wall clock. It was 1:20pm, ten minutes until the end of lunch. They had made it in good timing.
“So…will I be getting an A for Science, Mr. Peterson?” Kierra asked sweetly, picking up her bra.
Mr. Peterson looked at her and nodded, “An A+, my darling. Make it an A++ if you have another lunchtime lesson tomorrow.”
“Hmm…” Kierra was happy with her A+ and didn’t want to push it, “We’ll see.”
Kierra smiled, she loved teasing. She dressed quickly and walked out of the office.
An A for every subject, she thought happily, well not every subject. There was still Chemistry which she needed to sort out with Ms Cashmire. Maybe an after school lesson, she thought and sauntered up the stairs to find her.
Fin. Please review.
“Hello, Mr. Peterson?” Kierra asked innocently, aware that he would be in the room ready for her, “Could I have some help?”
Mr. Peterson recognised her voice immediately but remained hidden from her, “Of course you can have some help, Kierra.”
Kierra walked further into the cramped office and around the dividing wall made up of text books and loose papers where she spotted Mr. Peterson, naked holding his erection firmly in his fist. He started pumping it in front of her.
“Of course you can have some help, Kierra,” he repeated, “But first you have to do something for me.”
“And what may that be, Mr. Peterson?” asked Kierra with a fairly good idea in mind.
“Undress for me please. Slowly.”
Kierra smiled, “As you wish.”
She started by slowly unbuttoning her blouse, as she did earlier, yet this time she left it on, unopened. She unclasped her bra and was able to remove it with ease, without taking off her blouse.
“Take off those panties now please,” Mr. Peterson moaned, still jerking his hard on.
Kierra smiled and turned around. She bent down in front of the teacher letting her skirt lift up and reveal that she had no panties on at all. Mr. Peterson let out a big moan, he was obviously surprised.
“Did you forget that I came into your office at recess bare?” Kierra taunted.
“Come here you little fox,” Mr. Peterson ordered.
Kierra sat on Mr. Peterson’s erection, letting him play with her semi-hard nipples. Her hand went to his penis and she stroked it lightly feeling the pre-cum dribble out of the head. She jerked it harder and faster as she moved in to kiss him.
“No more,” he mumbled, making her let go of his dick as he pushed her off him.
Uncertain and about to question his actions, Kierra steadied herself and kept her distance. Before she was too far away, Mr. Peterson grabbed her and forced her onto the desk behind the chair. Kierra fell backwards, her back coming into contact with the varnished wood. Pain seared up her spine, yet it was almost pleasing. Mr. Peterson crawled on top of her and guided his dick into her moist, young pussy. He pushed himself all the way in, savouring the tightness and wetness of the sweet, young teenager. He started thrusting in and out of her, fucking her as hard as he could. Kierra moaned with delight as he pushed himself harder and harder into her, hitting her g-spot. She was sure a stray teacher or student wandering the corridors would hear them, but right now in the heat of the moment, she didn’t care one bit.
She reached down to rub her clitoris. Mr. Peterson lowered his body onto Kierra’s and he sucked on her neck and bit at her earlobes as he thrust into her. Fucking her this hard, he was guaranteed to cum in no time. Kierra started to feel the beginning of her orgasm as she rubbed herself harder, her hand being limited by the weight of Mr. Peterson’s body pressing down on her.
Mr. Peterson pulled out. Kierra gasped in protest. Mr. Peterson didn’t offer any explanation. His dick was weeping with pre-cum as he lowered his head and pulled Kierra’s lower body off the edge of the desk. Mr. Peterson’s tongue tickled and licked Kierra’s clitoris. She moaned in delight as he licked her continuously and more ferociously, bringing her close to orgasm. Her body started to shake as she was overcome by the urge to cum. Mr. Peterson inserted two fingers up her pussy and finger fucked her as she was about to cum. He felt her pussy contracting, wishing it was his dick he was feeling it on instead of his fingers as Kierra started to cum. He licked her hardened clit faster as she moaned and shifted, still pumping her with his fingers. He felt her juices seep out and spread all over his fingers and onto the varnished desk underneath, thinking of how lucky Mr. Wilson has to mark mid-year exams papers here in half an hour.
Kierra arose from the desk after a few seconds rest after her orgasm. She sat upright, supported by her arms, with her chest heaving.
Mr. Peterson guided her to the chair they shared before and eased his dick into her mouth. Kierra sucked him slowly, sucking out every drop of pre-cum that was left on his dick and tasting her pussy juices that she left. She let her tongue trail over the head and lowered her mouth all the way down his shaft until all of him was in her mouth. She sucked hard, Mr. Peterson moaned. She was the best little cocksucker, Mr. Peterson’s wife even denied him this pleasure. During the moment, he came to the conclusion that he should really divorce the bitch.
Kierra’s mouth bobbed on his dick as she gagged and sucked on it. Mr. Peterson moaned louder and grabbed the back of Kierra’s head, holding her in position as he face-fucked her. His semen spilt down the back of her throat and over her lips. Kierra swallowed and licked up every last drop, also cleaning his dick up. Mr. Peterson sighed. He didn’t know how he was going to make it through the rest of the day. He hadn’t had sex this good for a long time.
Kierra arose and looked at the wall clock. It was 1:20pm, ten minutes until the end of lunch. They had made it in good timing.
“So…will I be getting an A for Science, Mr. Peterson?” Kierra asked sweetly, picking up her bra.
Mr. Peterson looked at her and nodded, “An A+, my darling. Make it an A++ if you have another lunchtime lesson tomorrow.”
“Hmm…” Kierra was happy with her A+ and didn’t want to push it, “We’ll see.”
Kierra smiled, she loved teasing. She dressed quickly and walked out of the office.
An A for every subject, she thought happily, well not every subject. There was still Chemistry which she needed to sort out with Ms Cashmire. Maybe an after school lesson, she thought and sauntered up the stairs to find her.
Fin. Please review.