School Days

Several days had passed since Mr. Hardy had stumbled across Angel’s adult orientated web account. He found himself drawn to the website everyday just to check to see if it had all been real, and every time he found that it had been. One day during class, as the students were taking a test, he found himself staring at Angel and picturing her naked, rubbing herself just like in the video. He tried to shake the image out of his head, but it kept assaulting his mind.

Once he got home from the most recent long day at school he made up his mind on what he would do. ‘Scare her into stopping this madness,’ he thought as he began to create an account on the very website that had started all of this. Once his username and profile had been made he quickly located her profile and left a message asking her to meet him at a local park tomorrow night. It hadn’t even been twenty minutes when he noticed a new message in response to his.

“You sound like a kinky one,” the message read. “I’ll be there, stud.”

The night dragged on till midnight before Mr. Hardy managed to fall asleep. The next morning and day were terrible, especially when his last class rolled around. Angel sat at her usual seat, unaware that the man she was going to meet with tonight was standing right in front of her. Somehow the class managed to finally end and everyone, Angel included, left, leaving Mr. Hardy to sit for a while to contemplate what all he would say to Angel. Unable to think of anything, he left for his house, but even there he couldn’t think of anything. In the end, he left for the park hoping to come up with something by the time he spoke with her.

He waited in the designated spot, a bench near the playground, for half-an-hour and was about to just leave when he heard footsteps from behind him.

“Sorry I’m late, babe,” Mr. Hardy heard Angel speak. “I had to prepare and all. Tell you the truth, this will be my first time in public. Why don’t you turn around and show off that body of yours.”

Mr. Hardy sighed deeply and turned. Angel was wearing a black leather miniskirt, a matching corset, and a pair of black high heel shoes. The sight of her in that sent a tingling sensation throughout his body. The sight of him made her gasp and try to cover herself up.

“M-Mr. Hardy?!” Angel’s face flushed red and shock clearly showed in her eyes. “Oh god! No, no, no, no, no! This can’t be happening!”

“So this is your idea of fun,” Mr. Hardy asked, averting his eyes. “This is what you do to kill time?”

Angel couldn’t respond as she hyperventilated. She could only stare at him in disbelief.

“Nothing to say for yourself,” Mr. Hardy asked.

Finally catching her breath and calming down slightly, she begged, “Don’t tell my parents, please. They’d kill me if they knew! Please, I’ll do anything you ask if you don’t tell.”

Something snapped in Mr. Hardy’s mind and a grin broke out across his face. ‘Sluts and sons of bitches’. The thought floated across his mind like a dark cloud on a sunny day.

“Anything you say,” Mr. Hardy clarified.

Angel’s eyes went big as understanding of what she had implied struck her. She tried to come up with a way out of what she had said, but nothing seemed like it would work.

“Anything,” she answered, hanging her head in defeat.

Mr. Hardy’s grin grew even bigger as he approached Angel and began to circle her, inspecting her body like he never had before. Long, slender legs led up to a firm ass, a stomach so skinny that you could reach around its entirety with both hands, round and luscious breasts that begged to be fondled, and beautiful red hair that framed her face. The tingling sensation that he had felt earlier now localized itself in his groin and he felt his lower member become long and hard.

Turning away he walked over to the bench, thankful that it wasn’t under any lights, and sat down, motioning her over to sit next to him. She reluctantly obliged and sat to his right.

“It seems that you have had PLENTY of experience with what I’m about to demand, so why don’t we just skip the talking and I’ll let you get down to business.”

She sniffled and wiped away some tears before nodding and reaching over to his pants, undoing them and pulling them down enough to expose his large, erect cock. Her eyes went wide when she saw its girth and length, but she continued on, sliding her hand up and down his shaft. She bent over and began licking it slightly before sliding her mouth over it, with some difficulty. She began to bob her head up and down along his shaft slowly until she was certain it was lubricated. She then pulled it out of her mouth and began rubbing it up and down with little slurching noises accompanying the movement. After several moments of this, Mr. Hardy reached up and pushed her head back down, waiting only long enough for her to fit her mouth over his dick before pushing her head down again, all the way to his cock’s base causing her to give off a muffled cry followed shortly by a slight gagging noise

He let go and she again pulled his cock out of her mouth, gasping for air. Mr. Hardy then stood up and motioned for her to follow. She coughed and obeyed.

“Turn around,” he commanded. She did and leaned against the bench, already knowing where this was going. Mr. Hardy lifter her skirt and found that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “You dirty little whore. It seems that you are just like every single other girl from school, a slut who would gladly bend over for any cock thruster her way.”

He slowly slid his cock between her legs and into her already wet pussy. The cock easily slid inside of her and she let out a small moan followed by another sniffle.

“This wet already,” he asked, surprised. “It seems as if you enjoy this kind of thing.”

He began pumping away, thrusting his cock deep inside of her and pulling it back out, enjoying the little moans coming from his student. His movements began to get faster and her moans began to get loader until Mr. Hardy began to feel a wonderful feeling deep in his gut.

Quickly pulling his cock out he ordered, “Turn around.”

She obeyed and found his cock directly in her face with him jerking off. She saw a shudder go through his body just before his cock shot out his warm and sticky cum all over her face. She closed her eyes and tried to turn away only to have his free hand grab her hair and turn her back to face him as he continued to cum. By the time he finished her whole face was covered in the liquid. Mr. Hardy let her go and slid his pants back up before leaning in and whispering, “After school, my office. You don’t show up and, well, I think you know.”


*I don't know when I'll have the next chapter up, hopefully by tomorrow night, but no promises*