The Good Girl
“Betty, I have to tell you I’m very disappointed in your behavior.”
Betty Sommers hung her head and squirmed a bit in her chair.
“You’ve always been one of our best students, and I know you’ve always been a good girl at heart. It isn’t just that you’ve got grades that could make you class valedictorian. You’ve also got perfect attendance and you’ve never been in trouble in school all the way back to first grade. Yet here you are in my office for the second time this month.”
He paused, waiting for her to respond, but she seemed too embarrassed to meet his gaze, let alone say anything.
“Last time it was a dress code violation. You know very well that skirts must be no higher than 2 inches above the knee, yet I had to send you home because yours was much higher. Now Miss Carlson tells me you’re disrupting class, passing notes and talking to your friends. And just look at what you’re writing! Nothing but gossip about boys, dating, dances, and parties! What do you have to say for yourself?”
Betty looked like she was going to cry. There was a small quiver in her voice as she quietly answered, “I’m sorry. I’m still a good girl. I do all my homework and study for all my tests, but I just feel like I’m missing out. All my friends are having fun and going on dates, but boys never even look at me. I just don’t understand what it is they want from a girl.”
Principal Johnson sighed. He’d seen this before. Too often. He really cared about his students, and he knew what had to be done.
“Betty, you’re a very pretty girl, and you’re reaching the age when there’s more to life than schoolwork.” She raised her eyes and looked at him quizzically. “You might be surprised to hear it from your Principal, but it’s time for you to start enjoying yourself.
“You say you don’t understand what boys want from a girl. It’s very simple. Boys your age want sex. You were very much on the right track last time you came to see me, and I’m sorry I had to punish you. You and I know very well this school is full of girls who ignore the dress code every day; not just short skirts, but see-thru tops, no bra, sometimes even a flash of pussy! I think you need to be one of those girls.”
He could barely conceal a smile at her startled reaction. Her blush didn’t surprise him, but he was delighted to see she how interested she looked.
“Stand up now, Betty. Take off you glasses and smile.” He was accustomed to being obeyed, and so Betty rose to her feet and meekly followed his instructions. She was a good girl indeed, eager to comply with authority, especially when it gave her permission to do what she secretly wanted.
She was tall and thin, underdeveloped for her age, but with gentle curves from her waist to her hips and a girlish bottom rounding out her skirt. Her breasts were barely visible under a shapeless top, but there was a hint of two soft curves high on her chest that held great promise for the future. Her long brown hair fell almost to her waist and framed a cute pixyish face with green eyes and a narrow mouth with soft, full lips.
“Actually, young lady, you look quite nice. Now reach down and pull your top up so I can see your tits.”
Betty looked shocked, but her submission to authority was so strong that she did as she was told. Grasping the bottom of her pull-over blouse she raised it up, taking the cups of her bra with it as she pulled it under her chin. A warm flush spread over her chest and her breathing quickened as she stood exposed to her Principal. For the first time she felt herself the object of male sexual desire. She liked the feeling.
Principal Johnson was captivated. Never had he imagined that this nearly flat chested young girl could be concealing such tiny but perfectly shaped breasts under that baggy blouse. Clearly they were just starting to develop, perhaps this very month. No bigger than half oranges, but marvelously shaped and curved, they stood out from her frame as if sculpted by an artist. But it was two firm, light pink nipples poking upward from her areolas that made them an erotic dream on an innocent schoolgirl of Betty’s age. He had always preferred large, bouncy tits, but now he began to question his preferences.
Fortunately he knew better than to allow Betty to guess at her tremendous sexual power. He was determined to help her overcome her social awkwardness, and that meant keeping her firmly under his control. “Hum. Yes. Very nice, young lady. We definitely have something to work with. If you want to be popular with the boys, it’s important for you to show them your tits when they ask, just like you’re doing now. Can you do that?” Betty gave a shy nod.
“Now I’m going to tell you the real secret to popularity with boys. Do you want to know?”
“Oh, yes sir, very much,” She said, still relishing the experience of exposing herself to his intense gaze.
“Well, then, if you’re going to be dating it’s important for you to know how to make the boys feel good. They’re going to want to take you out because you’re sexually attractive, not because you’re smart. You’d do well to stop answering so quickly in class, miss a few assignments, and let your grades slip. But that’s not nearly as important as learning to dress and act the way boys like. Come over here.”
Beatty walked around his desk, still holding her blouse under her chin and smiling shyly. Principal Johnson reached out and put his hand on her hip just at the zipper of her skirt. “Now Betty, there’s one sure way to be popular with the boys and get all the dates you want. Do you want to know what it is?”
She gave a shy nod. “You’ve had sex education, so you know what a penis looks like, but have you ever touched one?”
“Oh, no sir! I’ve never even seen one in real life.”
“Well, if you go on dates boys are certainly going to want you to touch them, and they’re going to want to touch you, too. Give me your hand.” Betty reached out, and Principal Johnson grasped her hand. “Touching a boy’s penis, or rather his cock, as you should call it, feels wonderful. If you masturbate you have a good idea of how great it feels.” He pulled her close by his side and placed her hand on the lump in his trousers. Betty gasped.
“My God! It’s huge. How could a woman ever get that inside her?”
“Don’t worry. The boys you’re going to be playing with aren’t as big as this, and you don’t have to take it inside your pussy until you’re ready. For now there’s a much better way for a girl to be popular. Go ahead and unzip my pants.”
She leaned forward, sunk to her knees between his parted legs, and used both hands to loosen his belt and zipper before fishing out his cock. She gasped again, but her grip never faltered as she stared at it in wonder. “Now Betty, there’s no better way for a girl to be popular with boys than to be good at sucking cock. Would you like to learn how?”
She tore her eyes away from the swollen rod in her hand, looked up at him, and nodded. “Very well. Hold on to the base of the shaft just like you’re doing, bring the tip to your face and take a closer look.”
She’d been staring at it since she first freed it from his pants. “The little hole on top is used both for pee and for cum. When a cock gets hard like this only sperm can come out. The stuff leaking out right now is called pre-cum. It’s a mixture of sperm and lubricant that helps a cock slide into a pussy. Go ahead and give it a kiss and see how it tastes.”
She gave a light peck on the tip, looked thoughtful, and then brought back her lips to nuzzle it. Principal Johnson suppressed a happy sigh. This girl had real potential. Without further instruction he felt her part her lips, and the head of his cock slipped into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue joined her lips and her head began a natural bobbing motion as she slipped it deeper into her mouth. Principal Johnson gathered her long hair in a solid grip at the back of her head so he could control her speed, but for now let her natural talent set the pace.
Suddenly he felt her tonsils hit the tip of his cock and she gagged and coughed as she tried to pull free. “Steady, now, Betty. You’re doing wonderfully. Keep the head in your mouth and breath through your nose. You’ll be okay in a minute.” He tightened his grip on her hair to force her to follow instructions.
“You’re already becoming a talented little cock sucker, but if you want to be the best it’s important for you to be able to take the whole thing into your mouth at once. This isn’t easy, and you might have to practice lots of times before you can do it, but if you keep trying you’re sure to learn how.
“For right now just hold it in your mouth and run your tongue over it a little. I’m not going to let you take it out until I’m sure you’ve tried as hard as you can. When you’re ready, just start bobbing your head again.”
As soon as he got a look at Betty’s tits, Principal Johnson knew he would have no trouble cuming. Just the opposite, he was having a hard time holding himself back, trying to be sure that his student benefited from the lesson. He was both a dedicated professional and a caring educator. While he took great sexual pleasure from students like Betty, he prided himself on putting their education first.
Betty looked up at him and began to bob her head again. This time she was more cautious about letting him enter her throat, but also more energetic in the use of her mouth and tongue. It was even harder for him to hold off. “Now Betty, I want you to carefully take my cock deeper into your mouth with every stroke. It only has to be a fraction of an inch, but each time it slides in it should go further. If you want to be an expert cocksucker it’s vital for you to learn to deep throat.
“The moment of truth is when my dick hits the entrance to your throat. Be very careful to take it just as close as you can without it actually touching. Every time I come forward, concentrate on relaxing your throat and think about how you would swallow a tasty treat that was just a little bigger than it should be. When you think you're ready to try again, look up at me and blink twice.”
Betty’s meant it when she said she was a good girl – obedient and eager to please. She not only accepted the discomfort of her gag reflex, she welcomed it as the price of bringing pleasure to the cock she was so happy to feel in her mouth. Trying her best to relax her throat, she looked into his eyes and blinked twice.
The tip of his dick rammed into the opening of her throat and her gag reflex took over. Coughing and gagging she desperately pulled her head and mouth away from the intruder, completely unable to control herself. As she slowly regained control of her response, she looked up apologetically, the disappointment showing on her face. A tear slid down her cheek at the look of disapproval on Principal Johnson’s face.
A professional educator, he quickly controlled his disappointment at having to forego the immense pleasure of putting his cock fully into the throat of this beautiful girl. Her education must take precedence over his pleasure. He wiped away her tear and said, “Now then. That was a very determined effort for a girl your age. You needn’t be ashamed of failing at first. What’s most important is for you to keep trying. Some girls take years to learn to deep throat, but boys are always willing to help them practice. Take your time, and tell me when you’re ready to try again.”
Betty looked up at him with a shy smile. His kind words were having their desired affect. Rather than reply, she leaned forward and gave his cock a light kiss, then opened her mouth and looked up at him respectfully.
“That’s the style! With a good attitude like that you’re sure to succeed. Right now, though, let’s turn you around and make this as easy as we can. Here, lay down on my couch face up with your head at this end.” Principal Johnson removed his pants. “That’s right. Now tilt your head back so your mouth and throat are in a straight line. A hard cock can bend some, but it has a curve opposite to your mouth and throat. That’s why it’s easier if we put it in this way. Watch out while I climb on top,” he said, placing his knees at either side of her head.
“Keep breathing as my testicles settle on your nose and forehead. The scent will cause you to become sexually excited and make you more receptive to penetration of every kind. That’s right. Very good!”
Leaning forward, Principal Johnson brought his face down over Betty’s skirt. “In this position a boy is likely to begin licking your pussy. I’m not going to do so right now because I don’t want to break your concentration. Instead I want you to open your mouth and gradually take in my cock as I control the rhythm.” He began to dip his penis between her soft lips as he continued his instruction.
“One disadvantage of this position is that it puts your tongue on top of the cock. The sensitive part is underneath. It’s also very important to avoid scraping your teeth against the penis, since this can be painful if it gets too rough.” His thrusts were already more deep and frequent. Not even his consummate professionalism was a complete match for Betty’s warm, wet mouth.
“Remember to keep your head back and relax your throat. This time I’m going to let you know before I try to go deep. I’ll count to three after I know you’re ready, and I want you to swallow on three.”
Betty was scared after what happened last time. Trapped between his knees and unable to control his thrusts, she was at his mercy. But she was a good girl and she was determined to try her best. “UmmmmHmmmm…” she moaned around the hot flesh filling her mouth.
“One, two, three!” he exclaimed, matching the count to his thrusts. The first two were mild and shallow, but the third drove him forcefully against her tonsils and beyond.
Betty had no choice. By good luck her swallow was perfectly timed, and his cock rammed into her throat with only a mild gag, which she resolutely suppressed. His entire six inch length disappeared into her mouth as the base slapped against her full lips.
Without a pause he drew himself out into her mouth, then reversed into a second thrust. His grunt joined her moan of pride as he began fully to fuck her face.
Betty gasped for breath each time he withdrew. She was astonished at the reaction in her untouched pussy. The warm, melting sensation she had been feeling was joined by a tingling that began deep inside her and spread outward, first to her lips and then with increasing intensity to the top of her slit. One hand raised her skirt as the other sipped inside her panties to tease out the delicious feelings flowing from the depths of her young cunt.
Principal Johnson smiled at the sight of Betty’s slender fingers frantically dancing over her moist lips even as he inhaled her feminine fragrance. Rewards such as this were the reason he had devoted his life to educating kids. Much as he wanted to concentrate on his own pleasure, he knew he had a duty to focus on Betty’s training. He increased the speed and force of his thrusts into her mouth as he watched Betty squirm toward her orgasm. With iron determination he controlled himself as she exploded beneath him. Only as she began to slow her thrusting fingers did he let go and permit the first of his spasms to send his seminal fluid deep into her throat.
Then he pulled his spewing cock out of her throat, carefully placed his second shot on her taste buds, and smoothly withdrew to decorate her face and blouse with a surprisingly plentiful load of hot, sticky spunk.
Betty had never seen sperm before, but she was helpless to do anything but watch as spurt after spurt erupted from his dick to splatter wetly over her astonished face and chest. She moaned with pleasure as her fading orgasm renewed itself at the sight.
Principal Johnson collapsed on top of her, his face snuggling her pussy through her soaked panties; her slick, fragrant fingers lightly stoking his lips while his cock massaged a gob of his spent jism into her cheek. Neither of them stirred for several minutes, until the sound of the 5th period bell roused them from their blissful embrace.
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His young student seated once again respectfully across his desk, Principal Johnson drew out his iPhone and snapped several pictures as a memento of his memorable counseling session. Her eyes looked as glazed as her face, but there was a contented smile on her lips. He pulled out a box of moist towellettes he kept in his desk for occasions just such as this. “Now it’s time for you to wipe off your face and get back to class, but before you go we need to review what you’ve learned today.
“First of all, if you want to be poplar it’s very important to let the boys know that you’re a little bit of a slut. That means you have to dress like one. From now on, short skirts, no bra, and either tiny little thongs or no panties at all. I’ll see that you get on the list so you aren’t hassled about the dress code.
“Next, your behavior needs to change. You need to behave more like a bimbo and less like a nerd. What I’ve taught you today is a good beginning, but you’ll be expected to work with your classmates and even the staff to realize your full potential.
He smiled at Betty as she dropped the used towellettes into his trash basket. She hadn’t noticed the blobs of cum still sparkling in her hair and staining her blouse. She hadn’t, but the boys would. Whether she knew it or not, she was well on the way to bimboization. He leaned back, satisfied with helping guide another good girl find her destiny.
