Your mind drifts back to when you were 16 years old and still in high school. You were well developed for your age. Your pretty athletic figure coupled with your large firm breasts made you one of the most attractive girls in your school. On this day in particular, you remember being in school on a cool fall day…
You are having a lot of trouble staying awake in your math class because of the night before. Last night you ended up going out with a few of your more rambunctious friends. You got a little drunk and before the night was over, you had used some spray paint on the school wall in the courtyard. Today you’re feeling a little guilty. It’s not like you to be so naughty. Usually you’re such a good girl. Hopefully, you think, this will all just fade away as a bad memory. “Sharon!”, you hear, “Are you asleep?” The sound breaks you out of your daydream. Your math teacher is looking at you intently. “I called your name twice!”.
“No sir.”, you reply quietly embarrassed, “I’m sorry. I’ll try to be more attentive.” “Good”, says Mr. Galbrith, “Well, you can be more attentive down at the principal’s office because I just got a note that he wants to see you.” Your heart leaps to your throat as feel a wave of panic wash over you. Your hands are trembling as you gather your books and head down the corridor towards the office. You go to the principal’s office where his secretary instructs you to sit down on the bench to wait. You sit down on the hard wooden bench and wait quietly. Your mind is racing. You are sure that the principal knows what you did last night! You have never really been in trouble before and you feel close to tears as you think about what will happen if your parents find out. Your palms are moist as you sit passively, waiting. “You can go in now Sharon.”, says the secretary.
You get to your feet, nervously open the door to the principal’s office and enter. The door closes behind you. Mr. Bolden is sitting behind his desk. You put your books down and stand in front of his desk and wait for him to say something. He doesn’t say anything for a moment but he looks upset. Finally he looks right at you, “Well?”, he says in a load stern voice, “What do you think are done with vandals in this school.” You hang your head in shame as a blush hits your face. You don’t know what to answer but he answers for you. “I’ll tell you!”, he shouts, “We call the police and we let them handle it!” You are sniffling now, close to tears. He continues to yell at you. Finally, he pushes his chair back from his desk. You think that he will be standing up but he doesn’t. “You have been a very bad girl Sharon.”, he says in a low stern voice, “Come here.” With your head still bowed, you walk slowly around his desk to stand before him. “Lie over my lap young lady. You’! re going to be punished.”
Your head shoots up to look at him, your eyes wide as saucers in disbelief. Surely he can’t mean that he would spank you just like a little girl! You shake your head almost automatically as you say no. His large hands shoot out to grab your wrists and before you can even think about it, you are lying across his broad lap with you head facing the floor only a foot away. One of his large hands is holding you firmly at the small of your back and you feel the other start to lift your navy blue skirt up to your waist. You begin to struggle frantically, trying to avoid the humiliating punishment. “STOP IT!”, he shouts in a loud commanding voice. Despite yourself, you are still. You reach forward with your hands to steady yourself against the floor and then you lie passively awaiting whatever he will do to you. You have it coming, you think as your skirt is carefully tucked into your waistband thus exposing your white cotton panties to his gaze. A moment later, his hand beg! ins pulling the panties down your legs. He stops when they have reached your knees. You close your eyes, mortified that this strange, powerful man has exposed you totally while you remain helpless in his control. His hand now cups your exposed bottom and you feel it gently caress you. You turn beet red, not knowing what will come next. His broad, strong hand now begins to smack your bottom. At first, the strokes are very light, almost a feather touch, but gradually he begins hitting harder. Your breathing quickens. You can’t believe that you, a sixteen year old girl are actually receiving a bare-bottomed spanking at the hand of your principal. His strokes are quite heavy now and you feel the stinging heat of the spanking travel through you. Each smack causes you to gasp and the strokes are both painful and oddly exciting. In another moment the combination of the humiliation and the pain in your tender bottom is too much and you start crying. A couple of very hard smacks later ! and he stops. You get to your feet and pull up your panties as quickly as you can manage. “Oh no you don’t young lady. You’ve been a bad girl and you’re not leaving so fast. Go over into that corner and stand there facing it.”, says Mr. Galbrith. You hesitate for a minute, desperately wanting to pull down your skirt to cover your little girl panties. “Right now Sharon!”, he says. You blush as you walk over to the corner to stand facing it passively. “Now get those panties down.”, says the principal. You close your eyes at the humiliation, knowing that you are powerless to disobey him.
Very slowly, you start to pull down your panties while you look at the wall. Your hot red buttocks come into view and you stop.
“All the way off.”, says Mr. Galbrith menacingly and you hook your thumbs into the flimsy undergarment to follow his instructions. He picks the panties up off the floor to put them on his desk. You are now standing facing the corner of the room with no panties on and your skirt tucked into the waistband thus exposing your well punished bottom completely. You have never been so embarrassed and the silent tears roll down your cheeks.
He leaves you there for perhaps ten minutes. It seems like ten hours with every second an eternity of wondering if someone will come into the office to see you naked as you are. Finally, he tells you to turn around and to lower your skirt. You do so gratefully. The tears are over now but you feel the heat of the spanking coursing right through your body. “I don’t want to ever hear about you getting in trouble again.”, he says, “I’m not going to tell your parents about this time but if I ever find you in here again, you will be very sorry. Now get out of here.”
You grab your books and leave the office. The secretary smiles at you knowingly and you blush yet again at the humiliation of her knowing. You are walking slowly down the corridor back to class when you realize to your horror that your panties are still back in the principal’s office. You know that you will not go back there to ask so, reluctantly, you continue on back to your next class very conscious of your naked body beneath your skirt.
The rest of the day passes in a sort of haze as the vivid memory of the spanking keeps running through your mind. You are both troubled and strangely excited by what has happened. Sitting down, you feel the heat from your buttocks spreading out through your whole body. You are sure that everyone knows and that every boy is looking at you knowing that you have no panties on. Your breasts are in a continual state of arousal and you go to the bathroom to remove your bra. Your nipples are erect and you look in the mirror to see how they poke out of the fabric. By the end of the day your pussy is soaking wet and you are more turned on than you have ever been in your life. As soon as classes are over you go to the gym to find your boyfriend Robert. Robert is shooting baskets in the gym all by himself. You and Robert haven’t made love yet, you have been saving yourself for a special occasion. Tonight might be the night, you think to yourself as you run your hands over your ! overexcited body. You have been on the pill for a couple of months and tonight it may come in useful. Robert sees you right away and runs over. “Are you the only one here?”, you ask sexily. Robert looks at you curiously, “Yeah,”, he says, “At least for the moment.” You look around nervously. If he doesn’t touch you right now, you are going to scream. You reach over and grab his head your tongue snakes into his mouth as you give him a strong, sexy kiss.
“Mmmmm”, he murmurs. You feel his bulge spring up in his shorts.
You reach down to squeeze it. His eyes open wide at the touch.
You have never been so aggressive. You take his hand and pull it up under your skirt and right onto your naked, soaking pussy.
“Wow!”, he gasps as he touches you for the first time ever. You take his hand and drag him into the boys locker room. “Sharon! What are you doing.”, he exclaims You take a quick look around to make sure you are the only ones there. You reach down and with one smooth motion, pull off your sweater to expose your naked breasts. Your nipples are already hard. In fact, your entire body is in heat. You pull his shorts and underwear to his ankles in one yank and immediately wrap your mouth around his erect organ. He throws his head back and moans out loud as your tongue runs up and down his cock. You slide it deep into your throat and enjoy the feeling of his flesh pulsing inside of you.
You push him back onto a bench so he is lying on his back and you sit astride him facing backwards. You feel his hands lift your skirt and begin to stroke your hot buttocks. It takes only a minute before his tongue is running the length of your wet slit.
The sensation is unique and you redouble your efforts at sucking him. Just as you are about to come you get up. You turn around facing him and lower your body so that his throbbing cock is barely touching your pussy. You wait for a moment experiencing the delicious anticipation. This will be it, you think to yourself as you slide down slowly, an inch at a time, feeling his hardness fill you completely. When you are completely impaled you pause for a moment savoring the sensation. Your bottom, still burning from the spanking you received earlier is pressing down against his body. Now you begin to raise and lower your body in an ever increasing rhythm, bouncing up and down. His large, strong hands find your breasts and begin pulling at your long brown nipples. The sensation drives your passion to the boiling point and you cry out as your body tightens in what is the most luscious sensation you have ever experienced. You feel Robert’s body stiffen as his come shoots dee! p into you in spasm after spasm. You lean down to rest your head on his hairy chest basking in the warm afterglow of your first love making.
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