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don't read the following chapter. All rights reserved. Post it if
you wish, but if you make any money from it...I get a proper cut!
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CHAPTER TWO- Teacher's Pet
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Carol's oxfords clicked along walkway as she ran down the hallways.
She didn't like to take this route as it went along the outer hallways
where the school thugs hung out and worse, her enemy Latifah Jones and
her all girl gang would often push her around if the caught her. Still
it was better then being late to Rodson's class where he graded on attitude
and promptness as well as schoolwork. If only his class wasn't on the far
side of campus or if Bubba was with here now, she thought, there wouldn't
be any problems. Even though she knew her gentle giant of a friend hated
to fight, his sheer size alone would be her saving grace.
What is happening to me? Tommy Davidson?', She thought. "Better him
then Alphonse Jones'. The tiny tiger shivered at the happenings of a week
ago. How could let that Jones do that to her? At least, she figured, Tommy
was just an innocent experiment, to Carol what she had done with the school
alleged rape artist was bad. What she almost did was much much worse.
Her thoughts stopped when she saw a foot spring out from a pillar and
she went tumbling forward. As she turned around, she was pushed again
and saw it was Latifah Jones standing over her small frame. She got up
and was pushed down again.
"I thought I tol' y'all, don't come this way, Shorty."
Carol tried to plead her case. "But I have to come this way to get to
class." Great! First her brother and now his sister.
Latifah crowded her. "No way, gym bitch, only sisters can come this
way." Jones, both jealous and hateful despised the young gymnastics
champion. In her mind, Carol's deep tanned skin didn't make her a
young lady of color. To her it was just another implied insult that
had grown into a minor obsession.
One of her gang chipped in. "Thass right, you got to be black by birth
or injection!" She high fived Latifah as Carol gave her a curious look.
"By injection? I..I don't understand."
"You wouldn't. Look it's bad enough you come 'round here, sportin' that
letter sweater, but you keepin' Bubba from us sisters is even worse. Yo'
tanned ass ain't black, so you gots to give him back."
"Bubba is just my friend. Please let me get to class." As if on cue,
the school bell rang signaling that Carol was late. The tiny teenager was
pushed once more.
"Just remember, what I said bitch. If you come this way again, you gonna
get yo' little gymnast ass kicked."
Carol saw a small opening in the circle of thuggish girls. "Latifah, I
can only say one thing."
"Yeah? What's that?"
"FUCK YOU!" With that Carol tore through the opening, her legs pumping
even faster then her heart. The tubby Latifah Jones never stood a chance
to catch her. 'I may be a little runt' she thought as her powerful legs
carried her to class, 'but I'm a fast little runt!'
Still panting she reached the safety of her classroom door. As soon as
she entered, the teacher, Rodson slapped a ruler on his desk.
"Miss Brazil, you are one minute late!"
Carol sputtered. "But sir.."
"Quiet! I will not put up with your poor attitude any longer. You will
have detention today immediately following class...UNDERSTAND?"
Carol slinked into her chair, defeated. "Yes sir."
Following class, Carol remained in her seat with her hands folded.
Rodson stared at her saying nothing, then he clasped his hands. "Miss
Brazil, You should know that with todays tardiness, you are now failing
my class. It looks like you will have to repeat this class."
Carol couldn't hold back. "B..but sir, if I fail this class, my mother
will ground me and I won't be able to stay on the gymnastics team."
"A pity. But there is no way I can deny these grades."
"But sir, I'll do anything to pass your class, more homework, extra
credit, anything!"
Rodson raised an eyebrow. "Well, there is one thing you can do."
Carol felt tears of happiness well up in her eyes. "Oh thank you! Thank
you, sir! I'll work hard and..."
"Silence! Let me finish. You can pass this class, if you get down on
your school girl knees..."
Carol froze.
"Crawl between my legs..."
The teenager cringed.
"Undo my pants and suck my cock! You will take every last drop of
jism! UNDERSTAND?"
The little darling couldn't believe it! She drew upon her inner
strength puffed out her chest, her eyes still wide in shock. She called
upon her mothers words and recited them. "No sir! I can NOT!"
Rodson drummed his fingers upon the hardened cock bulge. "Oh yes! I
think you can. Now then, in three seconds, you had best be on your knees
on the way to my crotch with your mouth open or you can kiss any chance of
Olympic glory goodbye!" Rodson knew he was risking it all, but he had
fantasized too many times about having Little Carol Brazil, State Gymnast
Champion with her head in his lap bobbing up and down.
Carol couldn't believe her ears. She thought of turning him in, but
it would be her word against his and the failing grade would still remain.
She knew had no choice. Not wanting to be caught, she went to the door
first and locked it. She turned and dropped to her knees hating the leer
on the fat balding teacher. She scooted slowly on the floor, feeling the
dirt and grime of seven classrooms of students on her knees. By the time,
she got to him, he swung his chair around and his pants made an obscene
bulge that waited for her tender care.
Carol in spite of the degrading crawl, felt a spark between her legs.
She didn't know it yet, but something in her nature made her want to be
dominated and Rodson was doing a good job of it now. Her hands were
shaking as she kept brushing against the older mans tented cock while she
struggled to undo his belt. She felt his pudgy hand caress her her
babysoft face as she reached in to get his cock, when she did her mouth
opened an in audible gasp!
Before the only penis she had seen was that of the boy she had babysat,
now the prick of a full grown man stood up before her. "AWWW MaN! IT'S
SO BIG!"
Rodson's prick was built like him. Although only five inches in
length, it was at least as big around. The five by five prick made
her small cunt spit juices. "Now my dear get to work, I want to see
you suck my dick NOW!" The teen honey trembled more at his words. It
seemed different from the way she had controlled the action with her
brother and Tommy Davidson. Now she was being dominated and the same
hormonal effect that plagued her mother now swept over with the swift
results of action.
Carol instead sucking it immediately, felt the heft and thickness.
She couldn't close her hand around it. She felt the gentle nudge of
the teacher and her head went forward. The teen swallowed once and
giving to the slight but firm pressure, the state gymnastics champion
opened her mouth, closed her eyes and lowered her head. The little
teen felt a slight pull of her ponytail and raised her head a bit and
then quickly lowered her again, this time taking in more cock. At once,
she started to choke and gag.
She raised her head, her lips already fat from her very first
cocksucking effort. "I...I can't your suck your dick, sir. It's...
....It's too big! I'm choking cuz your dick is too big Mr. Rodson."
Rodson felt pride at the girls words. "Surely, you sucked your
boyfriends cock before. A pretty little thing like you."
Carol hand remained curled about the shaft slowly masturbating him as
she spoke. "No sir, your dick is the first one, I've ever sucked. It's
only the third one I've ever seen and none of 'em were nowhere as fat as
yours, sir."
Rodson shifted back into teacher mode. "Miss Brazil, just take a
little at a time, then when you get used to it take a little more. Wait
one second." He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a lipstick
he had confiscated from a student. He handed it to Carol. "Here put this
on, then start by kissing it first."
Carol opened the red lipstick and applied liberally, the way she had
seen her mother do many times. She pouted her lips at the balding old
man. "Is this okay, sir?"
Rodson fought back the urge to cum right on the spot. "Yes, Carol,
very nice. Now then..." His pudgy hand went to the back of her head
and grabbed her ponytail, giving her a slight nudge.
Carol lowered her head and started planting kisses on the rigid cock.
She noted that with each kiss, the penis would lurch a bit and Rodson would
squirm in his seat. She slowly eased it back into her mouth, a bit at a
time and kept her eyes open to watch her teacher. Rodson seemed to be
torn from closing his eyes to prolong the dangerous blowjob or remained
transfixed by a wide eyed teenager laving his engorged phallus.
Carol found that her small mouth could accommedate his thick rod and
as she kept sucking, she found that she would choke only now and then.
Her hand was slick with spit and precum when she raised her head.
"Mr. Rodson?"
"Yes, Miss Brazil?"
"I think I like it better when you sorta force me. Will you do that
so I can learn to suck your big dick properly?"
Rodson smiled, his yellow teeth showing. "Why of course, Carol." The
teacher was in heaven now. What had started out as a risky proposition now
was a dream come true. Here was a high school beauty on her knees begging
him to force her to suck dick. She was so little it looked as if it were a
tiny youngster downing his fat meat instead of the young ninth grader with
the perfect body, face and cocksucking mouth.
Carol threw herself into the act, taking every inch on the down stroke
and tounging him as she came up. The whole time, she never blinked, never
closed her eyes as she now eagerly sucked him off.
"ULMPH, <SUCK> ULMPH!"
"THAT'S IT, LITTLE CAROL, KEEP ON SUCKING!"
"ULMPH, <SUCK> ULMPH! ULMP! <CHOKE!> ULMPH, <SUCK> ULMP!!"
"DAMN YOU'RE A NATURAL! I KNEW IT! KEEP SUCKING YOU LITTLE FUCKIN'
GYMNASTIC BABY!"
"ULMPH, <SUCK> UMph, <SUCK> ULMP <CHOKE!>!
"TIME TO TAKE IT,C'MON NOW!"
Carol raised an eyebrow. "ULMPH?"
"AARRRRGGHH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL!"
Carol did as she was told as she felt the fat dick in her mouth get
even fatter and then explode! The man's gnarled hands held her head still
as he sent wave after wave of jism into her mouth, forcing her head take
every last spurt. Her mouth filled to overflowing and sperm leaked out
of both sides of her small mouth, staining her blouse. Carol found that
she loved the taste of the old mans cum and kept milking him so that he
had to force her head up by her ponytail. He let go for an instant and
Carol immediately went back down for more.
The youngest Brazil found that the salty taste of her teachers semen
was intoxicating. A compelling urge drove the youngster to suck harder,
lick more, to do something, ANYTHING...to work another drop of the old
man load or just taste the tangy musk of his cockmeat.
Rodson had never seen anything like it. The girl couldn't seem to get
enough of the old mans sperm. He watched the little dynamo kiss, lick and
suck his cock like it the giver of life's nectar. Once again, he had to
pull the young girl from his deflated prick by her ponytail. Her lidded
eyes told her that right now if so wished, he could pick up the petite miss,
lean her over her desk and take her cherry. There was no time and age
was working against him. Already his glans were too sensitive to take
any more direct stimulation. He fought with Carol to raise her head,
trying settle the issue by yanking on her hair.
Carol could feel sparks in her crotch everytime he yanked on her
ponytail. She looked up her old balding teacher with his cum on her
chin and a small blurt of jism on her nose. Her hand was a spermy mess,
as she tried to milk the man further. "Did I do okay, sir?" Still a
bit dazed and confused over her own behavior and her true feelings of
wanting even more, Carol tried to manage a smile.
Rodson's tie was undone, his shirt unbuttoned and his small shock of
grey hair was a mess. "Damn right. Best cocksucking I've ever had."
The tiny girl finally released his cock, she noticed how her the teacher
was still huffing and puffing from her efforts. "Do I get an "A"?"
"Damn right! An "A" for the whole semester!"
The little gymnast eased herself up into the teachers lap letting his
spent cock rub against her silky young legs. He barely felt her weight
and couldn't believe it when she started straightening his tie.
Carol was still in a happy sexual hyperdrive. She didn't care that she
had just broken almost rule her mother had laid out for her. It felt good
to handle malemeat and she suddenly had no plans on stopping. Now she
managed a full cumstained smile.
"Thank you, sir, for letting me suck your dick. Can I do it
again tomorrow? I mean, I will if you want me to."
Rodson watched the girl stand and opened her backpack. She used a
towel to clean up. "Of course Miss Brazil. If I can still walk."
Suprisingly clean and without a trace of her indescretion visible,
Carol glided to the door turned and smiled.
"Hey, Mr. Rodson, how do you like my attitude now?"
*To be Continued*
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