High School Dates Ch. 03

"Maam?"

"Peggy. My name is Peggy. You're sitting essentially naked in my office, I think it's safe to say we can be on a first name basis, at least for this evening."

"Alright. Peggy it is." I answered feeling more than a little nervous calling her that.

She reached to the top of her dress and worked the it off over each creamy bare shoulder, letting it slide slowly down her body, exposing her slender, athletic, form, and the petite white lace bra encasing her small breasts. She briefly stopped the dress around her waist, letint me look at what had already been exposed, and then et it slip the rest of the way down, exposing the top of her pantyhose and the underwear under it. She stepped out of the dress, now pooled around her feet, and then stepped out of her high heels. She moved closer to me and began to push the pantyhose down off her butt. "Do you like how my body looks?" she asked huskily.

"It, um, it looks pretty good." I answered as she slowly pushed the pantyhose down her legs, bending over and working one leg and then the other until she had the hose all the way to her feet. She slipped her feet out of the stockings and straightened up, carrying the pantyhose to her desk. She stood with her back to me, reached up and unfastened the strap of her bra. She turned around to face me again allowing the bra to slide down her arms as she did, letting it fall all the way to the floor. Her small perky breasts were exposed, her nipples protruding rigidly from the center of two small pink areola centered on the front of two creamy white mounds that were small enough I could easily cover them with my hands.

"I'm guessing it looks more than pretty good, based on what I'm seeing." I looked down where her eyes were looking, my cock now standing up straight in the gap of the towel. "You've been teasing me all day with that, moving your legs from crossed one way to the other, getting a hardon every time one of the ladies came in. The whole day your dick has been showing, teasing me, making me want it. I don't know what you were thinking about. I wasn't trying to look, but I couldn't help but see it, grow hard and then shrink again, only to grow hard once again. It was a tantalizing show. I was secretly hoping it was me that was causing that. That you were thinking about what my body looked like. Was that what it was? Thinking about my sexy body?"

"Um. Uh, It wasn't, but it sorta is now." I gulped nervously as I looked at her practically naked body, now very sure that she wanted exactly what the nurse had wanted from me.

"Good. You want to see all of it? You want me to take my panties off for you? All you have to do is tell me. Tell me you want me to take my panties off so you can look at my very wet, very ready little pussy."

"Alright. I want you to take your panties off."

She stepped toward me, smiling, her lips parted slightly, her chest rising and falling as she breathed harder than what one would expect. She straddled my chair so my face was almost touching her bare stomach. I couldn't help but let my fingers stroke up and down the outsides of her thighs. "I don't think you understand. I want you to tell me, in your words. Ask me, coax me, whisper to me what you want me to do and what you want to do to me." She said softly as her hands gently stroked my hair. "A woman wants to know she's wanted, desired. She wants to know that the man she's about to give herself to, appreciates her, appreciates what he is about to get, and what she is about to get in return."

I slid my fingers up to her underwear and stroked my fingers up and down her hips, across and around her firm butt cheeks, sliding them over her little white bikini underwear. "I want to see you completely naked. I want to see you like you've been seeing me. I want to touch it and stroke your soft pussy lips, and feel how wet and ready you are, and then I want to slide my hard cock into you."

"Mmmmmmm. Very much better. Your creative writing teacher would be proud of you. When Mrs Edmons heard what had happened to you, with Evan, she confided in me that you were one of her favorite students, now I know why. Yes, you can take them off."

I looked up at her and saw that small smile, and the desire in her eyes. I gripped the elastic with my fingers and slowly pulled the underwear down, exposing her blonde curl covered mound and then her smooth round outer lips. Her full lips and golden curls framed a significant amount of inner labia, pressed to her from being trapped in her underwear. She stepped back and let me push the panties down to her ankles. She spread her legs slightly with each step and then gently placed a hand behind my head, pulling my face gently toward her pussy. "Have you ever tasted a woman before?"

"Once." I whispered, smelling the scent of her pussy.

"Would you like too again? More importantly, would you like to taste me that way?"

"Uh huh," I breathed, barely loud enough for her to hear as I gently kissed the part of her pussy lips I could reach.

She stepped back and took my hands. When I stood up my towel fell to the floor, leaving me as naked as she was. She drew me to the desk and then around to her chair. "I've sometimes fantasized about someone doing this to me on my own desk. I never would have expected that it would be a student," she whispered as she coaxed me to sit in her chair. She let go of my hands and sat on the edge of her desk. She lay back on the papers strewn across it, her long blond hair dangling over the front of her desk. She lifted and spread her legs for me, holding them apart to give me completely free access to her pussy. I rolled the chair to the desk and wrapped my arms around her thighs so I could spread her lips with my fingers the way I'd read they do in Penthouse. I reached my tongue out to her now spread lips and stroked up and across it, finding her clit and flicking over it like Mandy had taught me.

"Oh god!" She grunted, reaching for my head and pushing me away. "David, honey. When you go swimming, do you jump into the middle of the lake, or do you wade in slowly?"

"Wade in." I said with a shrug.

"Do the same here. Tease me, lick gently, softly, make me want your touch, make my body ache for you to finally reach my clit, and then softly, slowly, start teasing it. When you have my body crying out for release, then give it all that stimulation. You learn to do that, and you'll have women eating out of your hand." She whispered. "Now, try again?"

I followed her advice. I softly licked and kissed just the very edges of her flowery soft inner lips, occasionally even sucking on them and drawing a portion between my lips. I could hear her breathing change and become more ragged and shallow as my strokes of my tongue began to dip into her. I also noticed the taste was different. When I first licked her, she was almost tangy tasting, now, it was wetter and almost sweet. I enjoyed the taste much more and used my tongue to collect as much of her juices as I could before stroking my tongue across her hard clit.

"Use a finger in me. Push it into me and see what I feel like inside. Feel my pussy as it begs for your cock." She moaned softly. I pushed a finger into her and slowly slid it in and out as I licked and teased her clit. Her moans grew louder as I teased her with both. "Curl your finger up along the top of my vagina. Right behind my pubic bone," she moaned softly. "Find that spot and rub it with your finger tip. Make me come on your finger and your face."

I did as she asked, I rolled my hand over and found the end of her pubic bone and stroked my finger up the back of it. She suddenly jerked and tried to lift her hips off the desk toward me, using her heels on the arms of the chair for leverage. "Oh god yes. Right there. That's the spot. Rub there and tease my clit. You're going to make me come!"

I licked and flicked her clit while rubbing her with my finger tip, her hips lifted and lowered in time with my stroking finger, her moans and grunts becoming more pronounced. I felt her body try and squeeze my finger as her legs trembled. I could also feel her juices leaking around my finger as she climaxed. In and out I pushed my finger, trying to coax it even higher and longer.

"Oh David. Give me your dick now. Put it in, please. I want to feel it inside me." I pulled my finger from her and stood up. My cock was rock hard and there was a long streamer of precum hanging from the tip. I stood between her legs and rubbed my head up and down her slit, rubbing the tip over her clit. "No no honey. Now is not the time for teasing. I just came. I want to feel your dick in me quickly. I want it to make my climax rise again. You can do it. I know you can."

"Okay." I answered. I nestled my head into the entrance where my finger had been and then slowly pushed in. I could see and feel her soft inner lips grip my dry shaft, and remembering what Mandy had taught me, I started to work my dick in and out in short little strokes, lubricating my shaft and her lips with her own juices as I worked deeper into her.

"Oh my god you are so big." She moaned. "Fuck me David. Fuck me and make me come around your cock, but please sweetie. Please don't come inside me. When you get close tell me and we'll finish you another way. We can't have you come in me though. Okay? Promise me, please?" She moaned softly as I stroked in and out of her.

"I promise," I grunted softly. In and out I stroked, feeling her tightness grow even tighter around my shaft as her climax did come back again. She rocked her hips in time with my strokes, my hands holding her legs high in the air. I watched my own cock disappear into her incredibly hot pussy with each stroke, almost my entire length disappearing into her before I felt my fat head slam against the end of her tunnel. In and out I thrust, my own excitement building with the sensations and sounds of our coupling. "I'm getting close. I don't know how much longer I can hold back." I grunted.

She sat up quickly, pushing me back, forcing my cock out of her pussy. She slipped off the desk and knelt in front of me. She used both hands to stroke my slick cock, aiming my head for her open mouth. "Come for me honey. Fill my mouth with your cum."

"Oh damn." I grunted as a spurt of cum lanced out of me. It hit her face, missing her mouth, and running down her cheek. I thought she might be upset, but instead she closed her mouth and let my cum shoot onto her face, once, twice, three, four, five times. When my cock stopped shooting forcefully, she closed her lips around it and sucked it into her mouth. She let go with one hand and began to stroke her lips along my shaft, coaxing and sucking the last of my cum from my balls as I began to soften.

She stood up and stepped to the gym bag on the desk and pulled a towel out. "If we do this again, I promise, I'll bring a condom so you can finish inside me."

"I'm sorry I came all over your face."

"Don't be. It's been a long time since I've had a man's lips on me like that and even longer since a man came on me like that. I enjoyed it."

"Okay." I answered, not sure what else to say.

"I think I better get dress though." She whispered.

"Too bad." I said stepping around the side of the desk.

"I agree," She giggled, still facing away from me. "If I could I'd stay naked for you just to get you hard again." She paused silently, standing still for a moment and then without looking back at me. "David, would you come play with my breasts for a minute?"

"Sure," I agreed eagerly, stepping to her so my flagging dick was pressed to her butt crack. I reached around her and cupped both small perky tits in my hands and used my finger tips to stroke the soft skin. I felt her nipples hardening under my strokes and concentrated on them. Over and around I teased with my fingers, drawing small moans from her again. She reached back behind her butt and found my dick and began to tease it and stroke it. I was surprised how quickly she was able to make it start to grow again.

"That's one thing about young men, they recover so damn fast." She whispered.

"That's the same thing Mrs. Haller said." I muttered.

She stopped paying with me and twisted to look over her shoulder at me. Mrs Haller? Why would Mrs Haller say that?"

"She was playing with me after checking me for a concussion."

"Checking for a concussion? How did she do that?"

"She had me take my clothes off and lay on the table. Then she rode on my dick until I came. She said she wanted to make sure that everything in my head was working right."

"I see. I think she and I are going to have to have a talk."

"I don't want her to get in trouble."

She chuckled softly. "Trust me, I don't have much room to talk. So if you don't mention this, I won't get her in trouble."

"That sounds fair." I answered.

"We still have a few minutes. You want to try something else?"

"Sure? What?"

She bent over the desk with her butt pushing out at me. She aimed my dick to her lips and then coaxed me to push into her. "Just go ahead and have fun. Stroke into me any way you want, fast, slow, hard, soft. Try different things. Just, if you do feel like you have to come, please, just pull out and squirt it on my butt, not inside me."

"Alright," I held her hips and started to stroke in and out of her hot wet depths again. In and out I slid, slowly at first and then faster. I drove my dick hard into her, jamming my head against the end of her tunnel for a few strokes and then slowed down, stroking more slowly. I tried pulling all the way out and then pushing back in, which seemed to make her moan and grunt louder with each plunge into her. I could tell she was climaxing for a long time, her orgasm squeezing around me and then fading away, only to come back again when I changed what I was doing. We must have been doing it for almost ten minutes when her phone rang.

"OH SHIT!" She gasped. She pushed me back out of her pussy and leaned over to grab the phone. "Mrs. Johnson." She answered. "Mrs. Roberts! Yes. I'll be there in in just a moment." She hung up the phone. "As much as I want to let you finish what we were doing, your mother is here, and I don't think she'd appreciate what we were just doing." She said as she quickly pulled on the tank top she grabbed from the bag. "You better use that towel to clean your dick off before she comes in here." She said, stepping into her shorts, not even bothering with underwear or her bra. She pulled on a pair of shoes and didn't bother to tie them as she walked quickly to the door. She looked back at me. "We'll finish this some time, I promise." Then she opened the door and headed out.

I walked to the chair I'd been in most of the day and wiped her off my dick and then wrapped the towel around me, trying to hide my hardon without much success. I realized her clothes were strewn around the office, and quickly picked them up and stuffed them into her gym bag. I sat back down in my chair only moments before she returned with my mother.

"So, as I was saying, one of Evan's friends decided to get retribution. They lured your son to a storage room, stripped him and then put him, naked, into a girl's bathroom. Then they threw his clothes in the dumpster. By the time we found out what was going on, a couple girls were trying to help him. A couple kept other girls out of the bathroom while one of them went to get a towel for him from the girl's locker room. By the time I found out what was going on, well, the city had already dumped the dumpsters, with it your son's clothes."

"You okay David?" Mom asked as she stepped over to me with a pile of clothes in her arms.

"Yeah. Thanks mom." I said, taking the clothes from her. I dropped the towel and started getting ready to pull on my briefs, making her blush.

"Don't you want us to leave while you get dressed?" Mom asked.

"Honestly mom, I've been naked in front of some pretty hot girls, and been sitting here naked in Mrs Johnson's office all afternoon. It doesn't feel like it matters all that much at the moment."

"Um. Okay." Mom answered, staring at my still rock hard boner. I stepped into my briefs and pulled them up. "Even in front of Principal Johnson?"

"She's already seen me naked." I answered with a shrug. I sat down, my dick now covered and pulled on my socks. Pants and shirt came next and then my shoes.

"So, what happened to the students that did this to him?" My mom finally asked, after I'd covered my body.

"Well, the boy that started this has been suspended and the matter has been turned over to the police. I'm sure there will be some repercussions. I was going to suspend the young lady that lured him to the store room, but she elected for corporal punishment instead. I was going to give her six with the paddle, two for each day of suspension, but your son prevailed on me to allow him to administer it. Since he was the injured party, I agreed. Much to my surprise, he had compassion on her for the situation she was in, and while he gave her the required 6 swats, I understand from her that he barely tapped her butt. Instead they spend fifteen minutes discussing the issue and he called the case closed. You have a remarkably sensitive son Mrs. Parker. I wish we had more students like him."

"I appreciate that, thank you. I've always thought he was special."

"He is that. Besides being brave and trying to stand up for Miss Green during that unfortunate incident, he's conducted himself with adult decorum and sensitivity. My only regret is that I will have so few days left to enjoy his company before graduation."

Mom raised her eyebrows at the comment, but let it go. I doubt she had any idea what she meant, but I sure as hell did. We left the school and on the way home mom told me that Amanda had called and left messages half a dozen times, and someone named Betsy wanted me to call her.

When I got home, we had dinner and then I called Mandy. We spent almost two hours talking, and for the first time that I could remember, I actually felt like I had a real girlfriend that cared about me. She was going to pick me up in the morning and drive me to school so I didn't have to ride the bus. I had one more call to make. Betsy.

"Hey, It's David." I said when she answered the phone.

"David! I wanted to. I mean. I know you don't. What I want to say. Look, I'm messing this all up. I know you don't have any reason to want to see me again, not after what I did. But, the more I thought about what you did for me today, well, the more I wanted to see you again. Oh, I know Mandy is kinda getting to be your girlfriend. She and I talked today. She really likes you a lot, but she's going to go to California to college to be a lawyer, and well, I think you're staying here."

"Yeah, all I can afford is community college."

"That's a shame. You're way too smart to be stuck at community college."

"I am?"

"Oh yeah. Everyone knows that. Even my stupid boyfriend knew that. Anyway, I just wanted you to know, that when Amanda leaves, if you want to hang with someone, I'd really like it if it was me."

I was stunned. I had to ask. "Because of the sex we had today?"

She laughed. "Oh David. You are so funny. Hell yes it was great sex. I wouldn't mind a hell of a lot more of it. But no. It's not that. Not at all. David, you had it in your power to paddle the shit out of me. My naked ass was out there, ready for you to swing, and I can tell you from experience, it hurts like hell to get swatted with that thing, let alone on my bare ass. But you didn't. You could have vented your anger on me. My bare pussy was right there and you could have touched or done anything to me. I mean all you had to do was stick it in. What was I going to say? After what I did to you? We were both naked, and you, well, you didn't. You just tapped my ass and said it was done. You're one of a kind. At least one of a kind as far as I've met. Anyway. I just wanted you to know. If you want to be friends, I wouldn't mind being yours."