Fantasies Do Cum True Ch. 04

It had been a week since Mr. Meyer and I had our tryst. School seemed to drag on endlessly. Susan and I were almost friends and stopped to say hello to one another in the hallways between classes. She even sat with my friends and I at lunch on Thursday. Mr. Meyer was the same old Mr. Meyer that I'd known for the last two semesters. He didn't pay me any more attention to me than any other student. It made me wonder if anything had really happened, or if it had all been a dream. I remembered waking up with his shirt on, and I knew it had to have been real, unless I'd developed some sort of sleepwalking habit out of the blue.

Susan had been acting really flirtatious, when we were alone that is. She'd playfully slap my butt or press herself tightly against me when she'd hug me. It really turned me on to feel her smooth abdomen and large soft breasts pressed against my body. I always had to hold back, I wanted to grab her and fuck her until she'd beg me to stop.

My Susan fantasies weren't able to materialize all week, and neither were my fantasies about Mr. Meyer. I was getting really agitated, I needed some sort of release, one that couldn't be gotten from masturbation. That didn't stop me from masturbating though, I frigged myself crazy in the school restroom at lunch and sometimes between classes. It turned me on to think that the next girl that came in the toilet would smell my pussy and maybe get turned on herself. I wondered how many girls did that.

I slid my finger into the soft folds of my cunt and felt the slippery substance that smelled so strong envelope my fingers. I touched the hot little button of my clit and gasped as a shockwave of pleasure raced through my abdomen. I was thinking about Susan, her tits hanging above me, and I was sucking on each of her nipples as they swayed back and forth. I wondered what was making them swing so violently and I pulled away, only to notice that Mr. Meyer was standing behind Susan and fucking her as I was sucking on her tits. A jolt of pleasure bordering on pain due to the sensitivity made me cry out involuntarily and my body shook with the power of my orgasm. I panted as a slight drop of sweat rolled onto my lip and I licked it away. I wondered why I was having such perverted thoughts.

I lowered my legs and pulled my white panties back up over my hips, feeling the dampness between my thighs absorbed by the cool cotton. I lowered my skirt and straightened my shirt and flushed the toilet behind me. I walked out of the stall and began to wash my hands, when I heard a sound. I listened hard and turned off the sink, and heard that unmistakable mewing sound of a girl pleasuring herself. I listened, enraptured, and made footsteps like I was leaving so maybe she'd be louder, whoever she was. Either way I intended to find out who it was. This was so amazingly hot! I thought I was a weirdo for doing this and now someone else was doing it too.

As I listened and prayed that no one would walk in, I heard a different sound, one that didn't fit the picture. It was a sort of grunting sound, and with a shock I realized that it couldn't just be one girl...there had to be a guy in there too. Two kids were fucking in the stall, the one next to the one I had just been in, rubbing my clit. I tiptoed out and waited a few feet away from the door. The bell rang. I couldn't just go to class, I had to see who they were! The minutes ticked by and the hallway cleared. The second bell rang. At last I saw a girl leave the bathroom, a girl I didn't know. She was short, a freshman probably with short black hair and dark eyes. She was wearing low cut jeans and a v-neck shirt without a bra. A few minutes later, Danny DeSilvo walked out. I covered my mouth so I wouldn't laugh. He was a senior, on the football team, without a brain in his head. I couldn't believe that he'd risk so much to bang some freshman. It wasn't that I thought she wasn't cute, I mean, I'd make out with her, but he could do so much better.

I then happened to glance at my watch. Fifteen minutes late! I hurried to Mrs. Caldwell's classroom and nearly fainted dead away when I saw Mr. Meyer standing at the blackboard, a scowl on his face. What was he doing in there? Where was Mrs. Caldwell? He looked at me with disapproval written all over his face. I shrunk into a seat at the back of the classroom and tried to hide behind Meg, a girl twice the size of me. I found out that he was substituting for Mrs. Caldwell who'd gotten called away for a family emergency. Damn it.

The bell rang before I realized it and I heard a man clear his throat. I looked up and saw Mr. Meyer staring back at me.

"Stay after class Denise, I need to talk to you."

"Sure, Mr. Meyer."

I sat in my chair and waited anxiously until the room cleared. Mr. Meyer shut the classroom door and locked it. I felt trapped. I was scared and excited and I had no idea what would happen.

"You disobedient slut. You waltz in here 15 minutes late? Where the hell were you?"

"I was in the restroom, having girl, um problems."

"Is that so? You wouldn't mind proving that, would you?"

"Whaaat?!" I shrieked.

"Now, now Denise. Haven't we gone over this already? You'll do what you're told to do. Now prove to me that you were having girl problems, show me your pussy. If you really are on your period I'll let it go, but if I found out that you lied to me just now, there'll be hell to pay."

"I will not! I don't know who the hell you think you are but this is harassment! I can go to the principal and have you fired right now!"

"Oh yeah?" he said threateningly. He pulled me out of my seat and pushed me to the floor. I gasped as I felt the cold tile hit my warm skin. He held my wrists and I felt a hard bulge probing my pussy through my panties. I struggled against him and he gripped my wrists tighter. He pressed his lips against mine brutally and then maneuvered himself so that both of my wrists were pinned by one of his hands. His other hand grabbed the material covering my crotch and I felt a finger shoved inside my pussy. He pulled it out and looked at it, dripping wet with my juices. He smelled it and then licked it.

"Doesn't look like your having woman problems to me. Looks like you're excited as hell. You like this Denise, I know you do. Your body will betray your mouth every time. Why do you lie to me? This makes me turn into someone unpleasant. I'm doing all of this for you. I'm not doing anything you don't want. Remember that."

He released my wrists and rested above me, his eyes boring into mine. My body was screaming for him, wanting to possess him and get fucked by him and I was trying so hard to not let him know.

He lifted my shirt and unhooked the front of my bra. My breasts were bared for him and he leaned down, taking each nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it and bringing it to attention before moving to the other. I lifted my hips and pressed my crotch to his and he groaned. It felt so good, to feel as though I had a little bit of control. I gyrated my hips, mashing my cunt to his crotch and then with force he pushed my hips away. I was so angry, so unfulfilled and tears filled my eyes. I was hurt by his rejection.

"Not here Denise. This is neither the time nor place. Trust me, if you're a good girl you will get all that's coming to you, and then some. Come home with me after school and hang out with Susan, spend the night."

I thought about Susan and desperately wanted to say yes, but the thought of putting myself at the mercy of this man frightened me. How could I be so turned on by someone who could act like this? As though he could take anything he wanted from me and he was in complete control?

"Yes sir." I replied. Damn it! I thought. What the hell is wrong with me?

"That's right Denise, tonight will be something entirely new, you're going to learn to be a good girl for me. Before you leave...spread your legs for me."

I spread my legs and with a jerk felt the smooth tip of his cock head against the entrance to my pussy. How had he...where did it come from, I wondered...and then, I was melting. I wanted more than anything in the world that cock pressed against my cervix, rammed to the hilt in my pussy, pressing against my womb. He teased me with his cock head, rubbing it against my engorged clitoris. I moaned and jerked uncontrollably on the floor and he sat back then, a grin on his face.

"Now look what you made me do Denise. What a naughty girl. Made me almost fuck you right here in the classroom. Now my cock has your girl smell all over the tip. I can't go around smelling your pussy Denise, even if I wanted to. You'd better come over here and clean it off."

I sat up and made to wipe the head of his dick with my shirt.

"No you little slut, do what you want to do, what you really want to do."

I really wanted to push him onto his back and impale my pussy on his hard cock until I came, but I knew that wasn't what he meant. I leaned forward on my hands and knees and opened my mouth, gently sucking his dick. He moaned as I bobbed my head and I let my lips slip down his shaft. I began to suck him hungrily, passionately, and I wanted his cum to fill my mouth, I wanted to taste his seed, the seed that made Susan's breasts, her stomach, her slippery cunt. I thought back to my fantasy of seeing Mr. Meyer fuck Susan and I came then, without even touching myself, with Mr. Meyer's cock in my mouth. I shook violently and let go of his cock as the orgasm overtook me. He looked at me in wonder but didn't say anything. He stood up and zipped his pants, tucking his engorged cock inside.

"Teacher's parking lot, in an hour."

"Yes sir."

I quivered with passion. I ran to gym class, thoughts of Mr.Meyer's hard cock dancing in my head. I arrived with just enough time to don my p.e. uniform and raced outside for roll call.

"You're late again Denise! That's four times this month. What have you been doing?"

"I'm sorry Coach, it won't happen again, I swear!"

"Make sure it doesn't, get in line with the others."

I stood in line and looked over at Susan who smiled at me. I waved at her and hoped we'd be doing jumping jacks so I could stare at her chest as she hopped up and down. Those heavenly breasts...I couldn't get them out of my mind for more than five minutes. I wondered if she felt the same way about me.

P.E. class was boring as usual and was winding down. Remembering Mr. Meyer and not wanting to seem weird for going to her house uninvited, I knew I had to get some kind of invitation.

"Hey Susan! Wait up." I jogged over to her and she looked over at me with a sly grin.

"Hey Denise...how you been?"

"Pretty good mostly."

"Yeah? Well I've been horny as hell."

"Wow. I can't believe you'd just say that out here, people could hear you!"

"I don't care that much. Seriously. All day I've been so damn horny. Delia told me that Danny DeSilvo fucked her in the bathroom during lunch. I mean, I don't believe it, but that's still pretty hot that she'd say that."

"Actually...it's true. I saw them come out of there. I was in there when they started to um...make noises."

"Oh yeah? Did you listen?"

"For a little bit, yeah, and then the bell rang."

"Oh...how do you know it was them?"

"I waited for them, I was hiding behind the oak tree in the courtyard."

"Wow. I can't believe it. Delia? She's not exactly his type."

"What's his type? You?"

"Well...yeah. He's been trying to bang me for years. It's just that he's missing some vital equipment."

"Such as?"

"A nice wet cunt, pair of perfect breasts and a tongue made to lick me."

I stopped mid-stride and nearly toppled over. Susan looked at me mischieviously.

"What do you say you cum over tonight?"

"I'd love to..." I responded breathlessly.

"Good, meet my dad and I in the teachers parking lot in ten minutes, I have to stop by my locker first."

"Ok, sure thing."

We walked into the locker room and regretfully Susan and I had lockers far apart. I did watch a few of the others as they changed, the way their nipples hardened as the cool air hit the sweaty swell of their breasts. A few of the girls, especially Mary, were really hot. I mean, next to Susan, they didn't compare, but Mary had this something, this really special quality about her. Maybe it was her straight black eyebrows, or her delicate collarbone, or maybe it was her perfect stomach. I don't know, maybe I was too horny for my own good.

I couldn't get dressed and out of there fast enough. I nearly floated toward the parking lot. Mr. Meyer was waiting for me, looking at me with an appraising eye.

"Denise...you made it. Where's Susan?"

"She said she had to stop by her locker, she said she'd be about ten minutes."

"Really, you sure?" Mr. Meyer licked his lips and looked around the deserted parking lot.

"I've been thinking about you for a long time Denise, I don't think I can wait for tonight."

"What! It's broad daylight and Susan will be coming out any minute!"

"Just get in the car. Trust me."

Right. Trust him. Now why in the world would I do that? Maybe I was out of my mind but I'd been edging all hour and I was in desperate need of release. I walked to the other side of the car and got in. Mr. Meyer got in and started the engine.

"Where are we going, don't we have to wait for Susan?"

"We'll be back in a few minutes, I'm going to park the car somewhere a little less conspicuous."

I knew better to say anything. I said there and nervously tapped my feet as he drove us a few minutes away to a park that no one really went to. He unbuckled his seat belt and turned off the engine. He looked over at me like a lion ready to pounce on it's prey. There was something very animal about him. He leaned back and unzipped his pants.

"Suck it Denise, suck my cock for me."

A little flame licked up my thighs and I leaned over, taking his cock into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down viciously and he bucked his hips in rhythm. His cock swelled to fill the corners of my mouth and then he came. It was a bucket of hot thick white semen and it momentarily clogged my throat. It coated my mouth and I stopped moving my mouth, knowing it would be too sensitive right now.

"Fuck Denise, fuck, fuck, fuck yeah. That's right baby, drink Daddy's cum."

I jerked in surprise at the word daddy but I couldn't exactly say anything. I pulled away from him and a strand of his cum connected my mouth to his shrinking erection for a moment before it broke and clung to my chin.

"God, I needed that. Thank you Denise. You did a great job."

"You're welcome." I was glowing inside at his words of praise.

"This doesn't mean that tonight I won't expect to see you in my office at midnight."

"Of course." I lowered my head and sighed. I was so turned on and had been for so long that it was almost painful.

"What is it?" He could tell something was wrong.

"I've just been...edging...for a long time now." I let some of my frustration creep into my voice.

"Well we can't have that, can we?" He whispered in a seductive tone as his hand slid between my legs.

I gasped as his fingers found my clit through my panties and after only a few moments I was writhing in wonderful agony as I spasmed and struggled to breathe.

"So fucking beautiful..." he whispered under his breath.

I calmed down enough that I was finally able to open my eyes. I straightened my skirt and as if on cue, Mr. Meyer started the car. We barely made it back in time to not look suspicious.

I could only wonder what he had in mind for us tonight.