Fern at the Gym

This is an old story (early 2000s I think, but maybe older) that I have copied from an old physical copy. I have plenty more to post, so hopefully people will like this even though it's maybe not quite up to my current standards of writing. I have made some changes from the original, but mainly just grammatical corrections etc...

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ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE OVER 18!

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Fern arrived at the gym bang on time but Mr Straw was already impatiently tapping his ruler against his palm. Fern was the golden girl of the school, the star gymnast and Mr Straw's protégé. It was after hours now and as she watched all the other pupils leaving she felt a touch of envy that they would all be home soon, while she would have to endure hours in the gym before she could leave.

"Hi Mr Straw, I'll just get changed okay..."

"No Fern, look we don't have time to waste here today. Just strip down to your underwear and let's crack on."

Fern was shocked at Mr Straw's suggestion, but he persisted nonetheless.

"Actually that might even be better, because if I can see your musculature properly then I'll be able to see clearer where you are going wrong and we can correct it. Besides, don't worry, no-one else is going to see you - they've all gone home."

This was Mr Straw all over, practical and to the point and completely without regard to your personal opinion or boundaries. And yes, you WERE always doing something wrong. No-matter-what!

Self-consciously, Fern began to undress. She put her school bag on the floor in the corner of the gym and started to unbutton her white shirt. She slid the cotton off her shoulders and folded it neatly, before placing it on a nearby chair. Mr Straw tried not to stare, but he couldn't help but notice Fern's delightful young breasts, even though they were still encased in her white bra.

Fern pulled her shoulder length blond hair back into a pony-tail and pulled a band on to hold it in place. Then she slid out of her shoes and peeled her socks off, and finally with a little hesitation undid her grey pleated skirt and lowered it to the floor. She stepped out of it and picked it up, folded it neatly and placed it with her shirt.

Mr Straw watched as his young student came towards him dressed only in her bra and panties. His cock stiffened and he knew that he had to fuck this girl soon or he would explode. He thought back to the last time he had fucked a girl in this gym, it had been a few years but the memories were good ones. Of course that time it hadn't been a student, it was his previous colleague 'Miss Litten'. She was in really good shape and a horny slut to boot. His eyes roamed the gym and he remembered how he had fucked her on the mats, how he'd had her climb the rope and licked her pussy and ass from below and how he had spunked on her gorgeous tits before rubbing it in with his flagging cock. He shuddered as he remembered how the horny bitch had dropped her head and taken his slippery, cummy cock into her mouth and sucked it clean.

Of course, Miss Litten had moved on (after coupling up with most of the male teachers and some of the female ones too, if rumour was to be believed...), but he was still only in his early thirties and in good shape himself, but he was definitely enjoying something of a dry spell all the same.

"Mr Straw..." enquired Fern, as her teacher seemed to have drifted off.

"Er, what... yes, sorry."

"What shall I do first?"

"Well you had better warm up, do some stretching while I set up the equipment."

Fern moved to a corner of the gym and began warming up on a padded mat. Meanwhile, as Mr Straw moved around the gym pulling pieces of equipment into place he couldn't help but let his eyes drift back to the teenager's almost naked body. He felt his cock pulse a little and he moved towards the girl. He approached her from behind and she was startled when he grabbed her legs.

"Not like that, like this... how many times do I have to tell you!"

"Sorry Mr Straw," the girl mumbled.

"Right, now try it again and see if you can't get it right this time."

Touching her soft skin made his cock throb even harder and as he watched he started to daydream about how tight her pussy would be wrapped around his aching stalk and whether any other lucky young stud had been inside her yet?

Mr Straw just about managed to control himself for the next hour and a half as he put Fern through her paces on all the equipment they had available. By the time her let her finish his cock ached like hell. He had spent the last ninety minutes watching her twisting and writhing and working up a sweat and he was about at the end of his rope.

"Okay Fern, come here..." he said, tapping the ruler against his palm again.

"You're just not cutting it girl," he sighed.

"But..." began the exhausted girl.

"I'm sorry, but unless you are prepared to put more effort in you're just never going to make it. I don't want someone who's phoning it in representing me or the school."

Fern exploded with rage, here she was busting her ass for this jerk after school, literally sweating bullets and he had the nerve to tell her she wasn't trying...

"Don't take that tone with me girl," countered Mr Straw, his ruler pointed straight at her face. "I've had better students than you fail because they weren't prepared to give me 100%. Now I suggest you cool off for a moment and then we do another fifteen minutes before you go."

Fern screamed 'Fuck you' inside her head, but walked away and tried to calm down. Barely a few seconds passed before Mr Straw called to her over to a mat. He told her to show him her routine and as she progressed through it he used the ruler to tap her skin to show her where she was going wrong. As his frustration mounted with her efforts the tapping got harder and harder, until finally Fern snapped.

"Quit hitting me with that ruler, it bloody hurts!"

Mr Straw was initially taken back, but quickly regained his composure. He grabbed the pretty girl by her arm and hauled her onto the vaulting horse, leaving her lying on her front with her panty clad bottom sticking up in the air, ripe for a spanking.

"I'm going to teach you something about commitment girl. I think I've been far too lenient with you, and clearly you don't respect my authority. That changes right now!"

Fern gasped as she felt him grab the sides of her panties and roughly yank them down her legs, leaving them hanging from her left ankle. She tried to scramble off the box but Mr Straw bellowed at her to stay still. Fern continued to move until she felt the ruler brought down across her ass for the first time.

"Oowwwwww!!" She screamed.

"Stay still you stupid girl," barked the teacher as he admired the red stripe which was forming across the girl's pale rump.

"Nice," he muttered to himself.

Fern started to struggle again and Mr Straw felt compelled to lay another couple of strokes on her, bringing forth more screams. Mr Straw knew that most of the staff would be gone by now, but even so he was concerned about the amount of noise the girl was making. He reached down and snatched up the girl's cotton panties and rolled them into a ball.

"If you can't be quiet I'm going to have to shove these in your pretty little mouth - do you understand?" He said, holding the ball of cotton in front of her face.

Fern nodded slowly, her eyes blurred with tears. Suddenly Mr Straw felt a little sorry for her. Maybe he'd been a bit too harsh with his ruler... maybe he should try and make her feel a little better. He returned to the girl's rear and began rubbing his hands over the backs of the girl's taut, smooth thighs. Her body was magnificent and he slid his hands up towards her ass and gave it a gentle squeeze and a couple of gentle, soothing rubs.

"That's better, isn't it Fern?"

"Umm, yes sir..."

"Say 'Thank you Sir'."

"Thank you Sir..."

"Say 'Thank you for punishing me, Sir."

Fern was thoroughly embarrassed by her position, but she did as she was told.

"Thank you... for... punishing me, Sir."

"Say it again, properly."

"Thank you for punishing me, Sir."

"Better. You know I have to do this don't you Fern, otherwise you'll never be good enough to win for the school, and that won't do will it?"

"No Sir..."

"You're the golden girl right now, but that can change very quickly sweetie. And you don't want that do you?"

"No Sir..."

Fern felt a sharp slap across her ass again.

"Do you?"

"No Sir!" Fern responded.

"Good girl."

Mr Straw continued to stroke Fern's soft, young skin and occasionally slapped her flesh. After a few moments more he could wait no longer and placed his lips against her ass cheek and kissed her bottom. Fern tensed, but at the same time she felt her stomach churn a little. Mr Straw's kisses became more intense and soon his tongue was flicking over her tight skin. She felt her teacher grasp her cheeks and slowly pull them apart to reveal her pussy and ass, and Mr Straw was more than pleased to hear the gasp of pleasure that came from the girl as he did so.

"Looks like this gorgeous little pussy is getting wet..." he observed.

Fern suddenly felt nervous.

"Oh, Mr Straw... please don't..."

"Don't what?"

"Please don't... touch me down there."

"Where?"

"Down there..."

Mr Straw ran a finger down the inside of Fern's thigh, starting just above her knee and finishing just an inch or two from her now dripping pussy.

"Are you sure you don't want me to touch your... pussy?"

Fern no longer knew what she wanted. Her head told her this was wrong on so many levels, but she could feel herself twitching in anticipation and trying to shift slightly to make contact between his fingers and her lips.

Mr Straw bent down and started to gently kiss the insides of the girl's thighs, occasionally flicking out his tongue and tasting the girl's sweat. He was getting closer and he could smell the scent of her cunt, no doubt about it - she was soaking wet. Fern gripped tightly onto the box, her fingers biting into the felt-like material that covered the top.

Mr Straw pushed the girl's legs wider apart, further exposing her pink, wet lips. His breathing deepened as he inched his face towards the girl's waiting hole, his tongue aching to taste her musk.

Fern started to struggle a little, not sure whether to give in to the ache between her legs, or to cry out for help but when Mr Straw finally flicked his tongue across her moist lips, Fern finally relaxed and emitted a long groan.

"Are you sure you don't want me to touch your pussy?"

Fern didn't know what to say anymore.

"Ask me to lick your pussy Fern, ask me really nicely."

There was a pause and Mr Straw simply allowed his warm breath to fall over Fern's desperate cunt.

"Please... Mr Straw, please lick my pussy," Fern begged, her voice fragile and quiet.

Mr Straw wanted to make her wait, but he couldn't wait himself. He plunged his tongue into her tight, wet cunt and savoured the taste of her young juices. As he worked at her hole he felt the girl squirm on the box... only now she wasn't trying to get away. Her body pressed back against his face, trying to get his tongue deeper inside her and soon the teacher brought his fingers into play, gently at first, probing inch by inch into the girl's pulsating slit.

"Yessss..." murmured Fern as she felt her pussy stretching to accommodate his digits.

Encouraged by her reaction, Mr Straw slapped her ass again.

"You're a bad girl aren't you Fern?"

"Yes Sir," she moaned.

"You like having my fingers in your cunt don't you?"

"Yesss..."

"And my tongue, you love my tongue don't you?"

"Yessss..."

Mr Straw smiled to himself and sucked gently on her clit.

"You're a VERY bad girl Fern, and very bad girls need to be punished properly."

Mr Straw pulled the girl off the box and she sank to the ground in front of him on the mat. The teacher looked down at her and noticed that her pony tail had come loose, spraying some of her gorgeous blond hair around her shoulders. He pulled his jogging pants down and reached into his boxers, scooping out his thick, hard cock and shoved it towards the girl's mouth.

"Suck it. Right now!"

Fern didn't know what to do, but the teacher grabbed her head and pulled it forwards towards his throbbing stalk.

"Open your mouth you little slut, you know you want it."

Fern opened her mouth and felt the cock force it's way inside. She looked up at her tutor to see his eyes close as he savoured the feeling of her lips closing around his engorged prick.

"Yes, that's it," he snarled. "You love that hard cock in your mouth don't you?"

She grunted in agreement as he forced his cock even deeper into her mouth.

"Good girl, you're learning.."

Mr Straw used her mouth for a while but eventually he grew impatient and slipped his cock out of her hole and sank to his knees in front of her.

"Take your bra off, I want to see your tits," he said, looking for all the world like he would rip the bra off himself if he had to.

Fern hesitated, then reached behind her back and released the catch on her bra before sliding it off her shoulders to reveal her small but beautiful breasts.

"Lovely!" Said Mr Straw as he bent forward to take the girl's nipples between his lips in turn.

Fern groaned as he sucked and gently nibbled the pink buds, and gasped as he slid his hand down between his legs and rubbed his middle finger against her throbbing clit until her breathing noticeably quickened.

"Now turn around, and get on your hands and knees."

Fern obeyed, moving quickly to present her teacher with her still tender bottom. He knelt behind her and began rubbing his cock gently up and down the crack of her arse.

"Y'know Fern, REALLY bad girls like to get fucked in the ass..."

"NO!" Squealed Ferrn, jerking forward. "Please Mr Straw, please don't do that!"

"Don't you dare pull away from me," barked Mr Straw as he slapped his hand down once again.

"I'm sorry," whimpered Fern...

"Hmm..." mused Mr Straw, gently stroking the tip of his cock against her asshole.

"Do you promise to train harder for me?"

"Yes, Sir..." blurted Fern. "Just please, please don't do that."

He pushed the tip harder against her ass, causing Fern to let out a stifled moan, despite herself.

"Well listen to me you little bitch, if I'm not satisfied with your effort next time you come into my gym, I'm going to stick my cock right up your arse - do you understand me?"

"Yes, yes, Mr Straw.., I promise!"

Despite Fern's desperation to avoid this punishment, the thought of his cock plunging into her ass made her wetter than ever, even though she knew it would hurt. The confusion swirled in her mind as Mr Straw pushed his fingers inside her tight little hole, deeper and deeper as he started to stretch her ready for his meat.

"Do you want my cock inside your hot little pussy now?"

"Y...yes, please Sir?"

"Do you really? Do you want to feel it stretching your cunt and filling you up?"

"Yes," she moaned pushing back against his fingers now.

Mr Straw smiled to himself and slid the tip between her dripping wet lips. Once inside he pushed hard and buried his cock deep within Fern's lithe body, grabbing her hips and holding her steady as he forced his length to the hilt.

Fern let out a sharp cry as his thick cock stretched her out but Mr Straw paid her no heed. After the initial thrust he settled into a comfortable rhythm and Fern even started to push back, moving in sync with him to extract the maximum pleasure for them both.

Sensing her acceptance, Mr Straw began spanking her ass between strokes, watching as the skin of her pert bottom turned gradually from white to pink to darker pink, it was a joy to behold.

"I knew you'd be a dirty little slut once I got you warmed up," he grunted between slaps.

"I can always tell the dirty girls, and you're always the best ones to fuck."

Despite the pain of the spanking, Fern was getting hotter and hotter the harder he fucked her and soon she was finding it difficult to keep her balance as he battered her will oiled cunt with his thick pole.

Finally Fern lost her balance completely and fell forward onto the mat, leaving her suddenly empty. She reached back as if to pull his cock back inside her but Mr Straw was too close to stop now and simply grasped his cock as hard as he could and pumped it for all he was worth. Fern turned her head over her shoulder to see the first stream of spunk leap from the tip of his cock and land on the backs of her legs. She watched as he continued to pump cum over her with splashes landing on her ass and lower back. A small stream of cum slipped down the crack of her ass and the teacher used it to lubricate his finger before pushing it firmly into her ass. Fern wailed her disapproval and tried to pull away but Mr Straw held her steady.

"Just think how it will feel to have my cock stretching your ass Fern. You may not believe it now, but I think one day you'll beg me to fuck you in the ass... meanwhile I'll just have to settle for forcing you to take it, unless of course you think you can improve your performance sufficiently. Do you think you can do that?"

Fern nodded and closed her eyes, bringing her another harsh slap to her burning rear.

"ANSWER ME GIRL!"

"Yes Sir, I'll do better - I promise!"

"That's better... and if you really impress me next time, maybe I'll even let you cum. Would you like that?"

"Yes Sir..." she whimpered quietly.

Fern suddenly felt embarrassed lying on the gym floor covered in Mr Straw's cum, naked and sweating, with an unresolved ache between her legs.

The finger in her ass was slowly withdrawn, leaving Fern's ass feeling strangely empty.

"I want to see you here next Tuesday after school and I want to see a lot more effort being put in... otherwise, well, you know what will happen. Now go and get cleaned up."

Fern dragged herself off the mat and ran to the shower, half frightened of her teacher, but half excited to feel his cock inside her again. In the shower she masturbated furiously until she came harder than she ever had before, completely oblivious to the figure of her watching her in the shadows.

It would be a long wait until Tuesday...