Category: teachers

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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Shower Girls

The girls shuffled into the locker room after what had been a brutal hour of gym class. For some unknown reason old lady Stiller had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed and taken it out on her third period group of senior girls. “Judas priest,” Matti sighed while slumping down on the bench in front of her locker, “what the fuck was that all about!?!” “I dunno,” Ricki replied while peeling off her dripping wet shorts and tee shirt, “I don’t know if I can make it to my next class!” Everyone in the locker room was in a state of shock, but after taking a few minutes to recuperate they all stripped naked and headed off to the showers. Once under the soothing streams of hot water their tired muscles began to relax a bit, and as was usually the case, most of them openly masturbated in front of each other and had no qualms about have massive orgasms while others watched. Of all the girls, however, it was Matti who was the envy of the entire class in that she had incredibly large breasts and a perfect hour glass figure!

Matti soaped her exquisite 36D’s, and then casually as you may, wandered over to little Dani Nesson and without so much as a peep pulled the surprised girl’s mouth to one of her rock hard nipples! “Oh my,” Matti sighed while caressing the young girl’s head, “you suck me sooooooo nice!” Dani nipped at the hard little nub while at the same time letting her hand wander down to Matti’s bulging vulva! After getting her fill of her nipples, she dropped to her knees and stared at the incredibly plump pussy that by now was open and ready for a good sucking! While every one else in the room looked on Dani slowly leaned forward until her mouth and tongue made direct contact with the blonde hair covered pussy of the big titted senior!
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A-Dick-Tion

“Mother, I’m so embarrassed!” Heather whined. “Can’t we please just go home?” “I promise to be a good girl, really I do!” “I’m sorry, dear,” Beth Peters replied gently, “but I’m afraid that we’re way past the point of no return.” Heather sat glumly in one of the three leather easy chairs that formed an arc around the front of the desk of Nancy Rogers, who was the headmistress of The Private School For Wayward Girls. The sullen eighteen year old and her mother sat silently while waiting for Mz. Rogers to make an appearance. Heather glanced at the clock on the wall and offered hopefully, “Maybe she forgot about our appointment, mom!” “I don’t think so, dear, her secretary said that she’d be in shortly.” Again the two women fell silent until the door literally burst open as Nancy Rogers swept into the room. “I’m Nancy Rogers,” she said in a neutral tone, “and this must be Heather and Beth Peters.” “It’s nice to meet you Mz. Rogers,” Beth quickly replied. “Likewise,” the headmistress answered while taking her seat behind the massive oak desk. “So, let’s get down to business, shall we!?!”

Mz. Rogers picked up Heather’s already thick file and asked, “So, it seems that you’re having a problem with the boys, is that right?” Before Heather could reply her mother interjected, “Not just with the boys, Mz. Rogers, but with black boys!” “I seeeeee,” she replied softly. “Is that true, Heather, are you having trouble with black boys?” “Well, I wouldn’t exactly cause it trouble,” the young woman answered softly. “No trouble?!?!” her mother exploded. “She drops her panties for any black buck that asks her to, and I call that a problem!” Nancy put down the file and turned to Beth Peters and replied, “Your daughter has an addiction, Mrs. Peters.” “There’s no use beating around the bush, and I’m sure that you’re well aware that there is no cure!” “I know, I know,” Beth replied weakly, “it’s just that I’m at my wits end.” “I don’t want my daughter acting like a little slut for every stray black stud that comes along.” “Is that so wrong of me?!?” “Of course not,” Nancy replied smoothly, “and that’s why we’re here, to help her with her problem.” “Do you really think you can help her?” Beth asked hopefully. “It’s not a matter of controlling her, but more like we help her learn to manage her desires,” the headmistress answered gently.” “God, I certainly hope so,” Beth replied. “I certainly do.”
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Teachers Pet

The music was a little loud for Kaye’s taste, but the students seemed to be having a good time, and Kaye didn’t really have anything else to do, so she didn’t mind that when principal Ray Devlin asked her to chaperone the Saturday night dance in the school gym. A local dejay was playing all the latest CD’s, and with about a half hour to go, he had slowed the pace down, giving the kids a chance to have a few slow dances. It looked like it would turn out to be an uneventful evening, until Cal Norridge showed up. Right from the get go Kaye could see that he had been drinking, so she quickly moved towards him to prevent any altercations he might start up. When she stepped in front of him, her nostrils were filled with the pungent aroma of fresh liquor, and she hoped that she could get him to leave without causing a scene. “Cal,” she began, “since you’ve been drinking I think you had better leave, school property is no place for that kind of activity!” Cal gave a short harsh laugh and replied insolently, “Who’s been drinking, I don’t see anyone drinking!!!” Taking him by the arm, she started to lead him to the front door, but instead of going out, he veered off and headed down one of the dark corridors, laughing and singing as he went! “Drunk as a skunk,” she thought to herself, as she took off after him!

By the time she caught up to him, they were far away from the gym, and as he turned to face her he said, “Hey pretty teacher, you’ve got nice tits, why don’t you let me touch them, while reaching out his hand for a quick feel!!! Kaye jumped back, but not soon enough, and the insolent junior’s fingers brushed over her heavy chest! “Stop that,” she barked, “stop that this instant and go home!!!” Getting even bolder, Cal, a nineteen year old incorrigible, quickly cornered her, and pressed his body against hers, groping her ass as he pulled her closer to him, and for the first time, she felt a stab of fear in her stomach, they were a long ways from help, and Cal was strong as an ox! Fighting to push him away, she said through clenched teeth, “Stop this at once or I’ll scream!!!” Cal just laughed and covered her mouth with his forcing his tongue into her mouth, Frenching her right there in the hall!!! She almost gagged from the taste of bourbon, but Cal kept kissing her, while cupping her ass with one hand, and kneading her breasts with the other!!! Being a young woman with a naturally strong sex drive and no steady boy friend, the feeling of having a man so close made her knees grow weak and her resolve wane! Even though he wasn’t as experienced as someone older, Cal could sense right away that she was his for the taking, so dropping his hand from her boobs, he reached down and unzipped his pants and slid his thickening pecker out into the night air! Kaye couldn’t believe what was happening, but her clit had totally taken over her senses, and she automatically reached down and slowly began fisting the hard cock that stood up proudly between them!!!
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Substitute Teacher

Barbara Walker hurried up the steps of Central High, flung open the front door, and proceeded directly to the principal’s office. She was greeted with a hearty good morning from Mrs. Bruner, the front desk supervisor and receptionist for Principal Bradley. “What have I got today,” asked Barbara, hoping that it wouldn’t be another math class?!? “Ah, let me see,” replied Mrs. Bruner, as she scanned a list of absent teachers, “yes, here it is, you sub for Matt Kearny in English Literature, room 231!” “Thanks,” Barbara answered gratefully, “at least it’s not math!” Barbara climbed the single flight of stairs to the second floor and found room 231 down the hall and to the right. When she entered the classroom, most of the students were already there, mostly milling around and exchanging small talk with each other. At 8:47 the final bell rang and all the student took their assigned seats, dutifully waiting for Barbara to begin the class. Just as she was launching into the lesson on Chaucer, the door to the hall way swung open and in sauntered Deke Banyon, as if he didn’t have a care in the world!

Barbara put down her lesson plan and waited for Deke to take his seat, and after he was seated, she looked at the seating chart to find out his name, and then asked, “A little trouble getting out of bed this morning Mr. Banyon!?!” Deke, with a look of total boredom, replied insolently, “Naw teach, no problem at all!” The class tittered at Deke’s response and Barbara felt her cheeks turning red at being embarrassed by the young hoodlum. She stepped forward a few paces and retorted, “You and I will talk this over right after school, and don’t even think about not showing up, or Principal Bradley will hear about it!” Deke feigned a yawn but agreed to drop in after school, so Barbara went back to her lesson and the class continued on with no further incidents. The day seemed to fly by, and Barbara had completely forgotten that Deke Banyon was coming in after school, and it wasn’t until she heard a knock on the door jam that she remembered their appointment. “Come in Deke,” she offered, “and please sit down,” while motioning to the desk in the middle of the front row. Deke slouched down in the seat and let his legs protrude forward in a major display of insolence. Barbara was about to reprimand him when she couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in the front of his jeans! “My god,” she thought, “he has a hardon and isn’t even trying to hide it, of all the nerve of this boy!” “Now what did you wanna see me about,” a very cock sure Deke said suavely? Momentarily flustered at the sight aroused penis in the young man’s pants and his mouthy attitude, Barbara stumbled for something to say. “Cat got your tongue, teach,” the eighteen year old malcontent said insolently, “or are you more interested in seeing what’s in here,” as he patted the front of his crotch!?! A shocked Barbara stammered, “Well I never!” “That’s right teach, you probably never have,” Deke replied while laughing at her obvious discomfort! “Y-you can’t talk to me that way young man,” she spat, “I’ve a good mind to send you straight to the office!” “Yeah, yeah,” Deke yawned, while standing up, “let me show you what a real man has for you,” as Barbara looked on in absolute horror as Deke Banyon proceeded to unzip his pants and pull out his erection!
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Guidance Counselor

hile Emma Jelkon sat in her office waiting for her next appointment to show up, she looked at her appointment calendar and underlined Timmy Floyd’s name in red pencil! He was scheduled for a one period meeting because his teachers had recently contacted her about his lack of interest in his classes, and being a counselor for twenty six years, the last fifteen at Lincoln High, Emma had heard just about every story you could think of, so it shouldn’t take long to find out what Timmy’s problem was. With 1800 students to watch out for, Emma could hardly be expected to know all of them by sight, especially if he or she was a freshman or sophomore, but in this case, Timmy was a eighteen year old senior who had just moved into the district at the beginning of the current term. Pulling his permanent file, the attached picture showed a some what pale young man who appeared to be of a slight build, and as Emma eyed the photo, she wondered exactly what Timmy Floyd really looked like.

If not pretty, Emma Jelkon was an attractive woman of forty seven, and while age had taken away her youthful slimness, it had been replaced by a womanly body that was firm, with just a hint of pudginess in her belly and ass. Her strongest asset was her chest, as it was a very full 38D that spilled out over the top of her very lacy low cut bras. Still single, Emma never really wanted or needed a husband, for what no one knew was that Emma Jelkon was attracted to teenage boys and girls! Her job as a guidance counselor was a perfect cover her predilection, and while looking at Tommy’s picture, she wondered if it would work out so that she could see his hard penis. Of course she had to be careful, only after she was sure of her hold over a student would she make any advancing moves, because if she wasn’t sure, she didn’t dare take the chance!

There was a soft knock on the door that took Emma away from the file in front of her. Getting out of her chair, she went across the room and opened the door to find a rather shy young man standing there nevousoly waiting for her to ask him in, and just like his picture, he was pale and thin with a thatch of red hair on the top of his head. “Timmy,” she said, ” I’m so happy to meet you, please come in and sit down!” With his head down, Timmy made his way to the chair across the Emma’s desk and sat down, no once looking up to make eye contact with the bemused teacher! Returning to her seat, Emma sat down and picked up Timmy’s file, and perusing it for a few seconds, she then went into detail about the concerns his teachers had over his over all performance in class. As she talked, she tried to get Timmy to give her an idea of the type of problems he was having, but it was becoming evident that he was a very shy boy who lacked self confidence. Trying another tack, she asked him if he had a girl friend, and in a shy quiet voice he answered, “No, I don’t.” “Have you ever had a girl friend,” she asked? Again he answered, “No.” Seeing that this was a boy she could totally dominate, Emma pressed ahead, “Timmy, I’ve been a counselor for a long time and I know all the problems that face young people, and I think that I know exactly what your trouble is!” “I believe that if you were more confident around girls it would change your whole out look on school and life in general, what do you think,” she asked?!?
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The Shower

Joe had been a janitor at Wickman College For Girls for about three years, and while the pay wasn’t the greatest, being a young single guy he didn’t have many needs. Besides, the scenery at the school was nothing short of spectacular! The little bitches who attended the exclusive private school never even gave him a second glance, and as far as they were concerned he didn’t even exist, but that was O.K. with him because it gave him the perfect cover for his one and only hobby, trying to see these little sluts with their panties down! Their were really only three places that Joe knew the girls took off their clothes, in their own dorm rooms, in the bathroom, and in the main shower area and locker room. After careful evaluation, Joe soon figured out that the shower was by far the best place to make his attempt as all of the girls would be totally nude. The bathrooms had stalls and the girls wouldn’t be totally disrobed, and it would be almost impossible to see much in the dorm rooms, and it would be much too risky for the limited rewards. The shower had several other things going for it, the first being that the large janitor’s closet was directly adjacent to the shower and could be used as the nerve center for his spying activities, and also since he was the janitor, he could go into the shower room and make any modifications he needed to carry out his plan.

Joe decided that the best way to see the girls was to use a hidden camera shooting directly into the shower room. The problem was how to disguise it! It would be easy to drill a hole up by the shower room ceiling through to the janitor’s closet, the trick would be hiding the hole and the lens of the camera. Along the ceiling in the shower was a hot air duct that was on the same wall as the closet, so by drilling a hole from the closet through the duct work Joe was then able to fit a remote control camera behind the metal grid on the air duct. When the system was operational it was nearly invisible to the naked eye! Joe now had a perfect view of the whole shower room! He set up a portable VCR and monitor in the back of his van, and with a range of 300 feet Joe could park a good distance from the gymnasium and still get good reception! Before he would get out of his truck in the morning, he would flip on the recorder with and eight hour tape so that any action that took place would be taped for later viewing at his leisure.
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And Bring Cheryl

Tommy knew he was taking an awful chance, but if he was ever going to fuck Cheryl, he just had to let her watch him fuck either Miss Parsons or Miss Williams! If she could see how much pleasure he gave them with his big pecker, he was that then she would gladly let him put his penis into her cute little box! The trick was getting her to join him in Miss Parsons’ room after school, if she suspected anything, she wouldn’t show up! Then it hit him, why not have Miss Parsons make Cheryl stay after school like she did him last night, then he wouldn’t even have to say anything to her at all and she wouldn’t suspect a thing! He went straight to Miss Parsons and explained his whole plan to her, and much to his delight she heartily agreed! They decided on a little twist, however, while Cheryl would come to Miss Parsons’ room, Tommy would go to Miss Williams room and proceed to fuck her. Miss Parsons would make up an excuse and take Cheryl along with her to Miss Williams room, where they would walk in on Tommy fucking the old lady with his huge cock. Miss Parsons would then order Cheryl to sit and watch, while Tommy satisfied Miss Williams, and no matter how scared she was, she couldn’t help but be turned on watching Tommy fucking the old math teacher! It was absolutely fool proof!

Cheryl couldn’t understand why Miss Parsons wanted her to come in after school, after all she was an outstanding student and she never caused any trouble in class. She knocked on the door and Miss Parsons called for her to enter. She was surprised when the young teacher told her that their meeting was to be held in Miss Williams room, because for one thing, she didn’t have a class with her, and for another she was scared to death of the old math teacher! As they walked through halls on their way to Miss Williams room, Cheryl wondered what in the world this was all about! The room looked dark but Miss Parsons opened the door slowly and led Cheryl inside. Her eyes at first couldn’t exactly make out what was going on, but it only took a few seconds for her to realize that Tommy, her boyfriend, was fucking old lady Williams like there was no tomorrow! Cheryl’s head began to spin and her stomach lurched, with a feeling of nausea sweeping over her! “Let me out of here,” Cheryl gasped, unable to grasp exactly what was going on around her!
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