I wasn’t sure where to start with the blog so I thought I’d start at the beginning, after all the ‘1st base’ encounters, and even an entirely forgettable ‘home run’ I thought it would be pretty decent of me to share my first ‘proper’ (in that I was sober and actually really fancied him) shag. Names have been changed to protect identities rah rah rah! enjoy…
In my last year of senior school, I was not the prettiest girl in the class, none-the-less, the boys loved me for my good will, and outgoing personality! I had the build of a girl that should play sports; although I seldom did. My birthday was a week away, and I was going to be 18. I wanted to do something fun for my birthday that was just for me. I was thinking about maybe a total make-over and a party at Epping Forest Country Club! I had plenty of friends, and most people knew me as someone who stood up for herself and anyone else being targeted.
I never really got into sports, but I loved drama. A month before my birthday the school were holding auditions for Sleeping Beauty. Our school was well known for our productions. When I walked in and saw that the back of the director’s head wasn’t the head I was used to looking at, I realized that a supply teacher was producing the show, and the Director, Mr. Parker, was not even nearing 30. He was a very attractive man, a keen rugby player with shaggy hair. My chums told me that in the changing rooms, after rugby they saw his nipple ring which seemed really odd as he just didn’t seem like ‘that’ type, he had no dress sense and one day wore a jumper my dad sported most weekends! It didn’t matter; either way I was immediately attracted to him
I ended up getting the role of the evil step-mother, but being such a key role my nerves kicked in, so I decided to ask for help. A few days after being given the role I approached Mr. Parker, asking him to help me form a character. His shirt was slightly damp after his shower (he’d just refereed a match) and had got almost transparent, and I was admiring his pecs when he beckoned me to his side.
“You’re not listening to me are you?” He commented. “Come here and read this line to me!”
“Sorry…just nervous about the role.” I fumbled my words trying to cover my embarrassment of being caught staring at him. “Come over here and read that line again” I walked to his side, and leaned over the back of his chair to follow the words, accidentally brushing my hand across his shoulder. I knew he could feel the warmth of my body because he immediately got tense. My boobs were nearly stroking his cheek with every breath I took, and I could feel my nipples rubbing against my shirt as I became increasingly turned on. “Thou sword of truth, fly swift and sure, that evil die and good endure!?” I began to read the text above his extended finger
After about 20 minutes of rehearsals, it was time to pack up and get the bus home however the magnetism between us was undeniable and I wanted to continue touching him even after he got into his car across the street from the bus stop. I went home, a little disappointed, daydreaming about making him my birthday present!
Over the next few weeks as reheasals increased we spent a lot of time in each others company and a week after my birthday, I felt things were getting on top of me, with school work, rehearsals and my commitments at home, life was getting too hectic. Mr Parker recognised there was something wrong and asked me what was going on in my life. I trusted him, after spending so much time in his company and I confided in him.
“And now my dad has been called away on business so I need to spend more time at home helping my mum with my brothers, it just feels like everything is getting on top of me, I don’t know if I can handle it all,” I blurted out. At this point I was beginning to forget ever wanting him because he was more like a friend than a fantasy in my mind.
He put a reassuring hand on my shoulder “ listen. You’re a strong person and I’m sure it’s not going to be easy, but I’m here if you need me.” He put his arms around me and embraced me affectionately. He was in such a close proximity to me that I could feel something inside me stir and all those feelings came back. I wanted him, and the dampness between my legs agreed. I slowly turned to look up at him and his face was only inches from mine.
As I blushed and looked down to my feet he pulled my chin up and kissed me. It wasn’t the confident, dominant kiss I had fantasised about but it sent shivers through my body and stirred something pretty powerful in my knickers.
As it finished I didn’t know where to look and I just began to giggle incessantly, I didn’t know what else to do. There was nothing funny about the moment but out of nerves, embarrassment and disbelief this was an entirely involuntary natural reaction. As I calmed down I looked at him and he looked really hurt, my face straightened up and I shrunk back to my student status, feeling like a 1st year all over again. Entirely terrified and intimidated I looked back down to my feet and murmured “Thanks you” – it was all I could think of to say. The moment before he spoke to me again seemed to last a lifetime. “Oh God, I think you should go, this is all wrong and there are severe consequences for this kind of thing.”
“No. I’m so sorry; I didn’t find anything funny, I don’t know why I laughed. I have just wished for that to happen so many times I felt elated and it caught me off-guard that it was actually happening. Please, don’t make me leave.”
His back was to me but I put my hands on his shoulders, and I felt his body relax as he realized that I wasn’t upset and that he hadn’t taken advantage of me. When he turned around the look on his face was exactly like I had been imagining for so long. He took hold of my arms and pressed me up against the classroom wall.
I knew how wet I was and I couldn’t wait to have some part of him inside of me. I threw off my blazer, loosened my tie and let him start to undo the buttons on my shirt, revealing my black bra and erect nipples.
He was wearing my favourite tshirt on him – a tight fitting, well worn Gap t-shirt, he looked and felt so good, and way better than I’d ever imagined
As he ran his hands all over my chest and back, he breathed into my ear and I felt his breath tingle all the way down my neck. His tongue frantically explored every crevice of my hungry mouth. I reached to touch his nipple ring and he gasped with delight.
As his hands move up my body he movedl my arms off him, without any struggle I gave in and he pinned me against the wall, kissing my mouth and my neck.
He was stimulating me so well with his mouth that I didn’t notice him take off his pants and undo my bra. I still had my hands against the wall like I was pinned but when I felt him slide the straps of my bra off my shoulders I dropped them to my sides and my bra fell on the floor exposing my hard, light pink nipples.
As he kneeled down to tongue my nipple I reached for his head and ran my fingers forcefully through his hair, pulling his tongue harder and closer to me. As his hands reached up my skirt I felt his fingers rub lightly over my pussy. Just touching so softly initially and then more pressure before he stood up with his now exposed cock held hard in his fist. As he leant against me his fingers slid my knickers to the side and his cock rubbed against my clit. I gasped in anticipation and begged him, “please just give it to me, fuck me, fuck me now” Closing my eyes I started to brace myself to receive him. As I felt my leg being lifted over his shoulder I gasped in delight to feel him bury his face in my pussy. It felt amazing, as his tongue delve deeper into me, exploring every crevice I moaned out loud whilst thrusting my hips into his face, trying to get more.
As I was about to cum he pulled his head away and began kissing my body again, I whimpered “please don’t stop, I’m loving this”, but he kissed me and began rubbing each of my tits to make it up to me. My hands slowly travelled down his torso and my right one found his hard cock. As soon as I touched it, it throbbed in, my hand. We were both breathing so heavily and the more I stroked his thick cock, the more he moaned and shook.
“You had better stop that, or I’m going to cum all over you,” he whispered into my ear in the sexiest voice I ever heard.
I sat him back down in his chair and kneeled in front of him. I had only given two blowjobs my entire life, but both boys had complimented me, so I licked hard at the head of his dick before taking him into my throat and savouring every morsel of his cock. It didn’t take long at all, he took a sharp breath in, but breathed out with a moan and came right to the back of my throat, as I wretched slightly. He kissed me hard, even though I’d swallowed all of is cum. He turned away and pulled his top back on and trousers up.
He didn’t stop though “Can you sit on my desk please?” I knew how wet I was and that my knickers had done little to soak up my excitement so as I sat down I tucked the back of my skirt under me. Seeing what I’d done he reached around me to pull my skirt out from under my bottom and up around my waist exposing my white cum soaked knickers, embarrassed I closed my legs together. As he walked around the desk he undid his fly revealing his solid cock again, poking proudly out of his zip. He forced my legs apart, slid my knickers to the side (although this time, being so warm and wet I suddenly felt cold and exposed). Given no time to think about the temperature he thrusted his cock right into me. Hard and deep and at the same time groaned deep into my neck. He pumped into me and then stepped right away from me, leaving me hovering on the edge of his desk gagging for more. “Bend over princess” I shuffled off of the desk, desperate to please him, threw my knickers to the floor and bent over his desk. Suddenly I felt him purge two fingers inside me and I winced at the pain of his big, manly fingers fucking my tight, pussy. I couldn’t wait anymore, and I begged him to take me again, but harder. Now the head of his cock was purple, and so hard I thought it would burst immediately, but he pushed in the head and very slowly began the rest of his shaft. My body was on fire, and the pain felt so good “more, please sir, more” he pulled at my hair and then as he pumped into me his hands reached round to hold and pull at my tits. It was all too much, I yelped out in pleasure. As I held on to the other side of the desk he pummelled hard into me and as his pace quickened, he whispered “You’re so tight. I have always wanted you. I watched you up on stage, and I could just imagine what it would be like to slide inside of your hot, wet cunt.”
“Deeper!” I whispered in the quietest voice possible. I wanted to scream, but we were in a school, having sex on a teacher’s desk. He continued to push his cock into me for what felt like hours. I dug my nails into his desk and with one last deep thrust, he pushed all of his cock into me and I felt my pussy fill with his juice whilst his body shuddered against me.
Following that day Mr Parker (and my knickers) didn’t return to the school. His absence was explained to us by the Deputy Head who stated that he’d had to return home to deal with a terminally ill family member. Mrs Foote took over the play after he left and although (even if I do say so myself), I gave an excellent performance I could feel my knickers moisten as I read “Thou sword of truth, fly swift and sure, that evil die and good endure!?”