Chapter 2
Of course she was confused, Mr. Morley knew, but that was the way it had to be.
For he had let it happen again, and as he closed his office door behind, her, slamming it hard so she would be scared, he locked it.
He turned toward his desk, and looked at her pussy cream, near the edge, where her cunt had been pressed against it.
He walked over, and got down on his knees, then licked the cream away. As he did, he moved his hand to his crotch and rubbed his cock through his pants and underpants. Like always, the sweet fragrance of young cream was turning him on again, even though he had just com e a few seconds ago.
The taste, on his tongue, was better than anything else he could ever hope to taste. It was always so much better when they were young, he knew.
And yet, he had promised himself he would not let it happen again. He had made a vow that none of the girls would turn him on so he would lose control and take them.
For it had happened before, a few times, and though he hadn't regretted it those other times, once, just once, there had been a girl who had been smart enough to know that she could take advantage of him, after he had taken advantage of her.
Mr. Morley walked toward his desk, after licking Marcy's cream off, and sat down in his plush chair. He opened his bottom drawer, pushed the papers aside, and pulled out the small bottle of whiskey.
He opened it, took a quick slug, then put it back, and pushed the papers back over it so that no one would ever find it.
The whiskey helped him relax a little bit, and he closed his eyes for a few seconds, moving his hand over his crotch still.
He had always dreamed of running a private girl's school, for as long as he could remember. He had fought his true feelings for wanting to do it. He didn't want to admit to himself that there was something about the nubile flesh of a young girl, particularly of a young virgin, as most of the students were.
For years, he had been a teacher in an ordinary city school, remaining unmarried because when a woman reached a certain age, he just wasn't that attracted. He felt that once a woman had even the slightest wrinkle on her body, she just wasn't as attractive. But a young girl had tight, fresh flesh, without a single mar. He had saved his money, and had ended up borrowing from his brother, so that he had enough to buy the small school that was for sale.
And since that time, he had become a strict disciplinarian.
Whenever a girl broke the rules in his school, he would have her sent to his office, where she would be ruler whipped, or caned, or sometimes, if the girl was being punished for her sixth of seventh time, he would whip them with a thick leather whip.
After each time, whenever the girl would leave after her punishment, he would slam the door shut, lock it, and jerk himself off.
For it was rare that he could administer a punishment without feeling some kind of lust, even when he whipped a pantie-clad young lady.
Of course, seeing the fresh naked buttocks of a young fifteen or sixteen year old girl was even more of a turn-on for him, and he usually couldn't wait for the punishment to end so that the girl could leave.
And he'd sit, stroking his cock, rubbing his hand up and down his long hard shaft, content to get off like this. It was better than having one of the girls, for though he knew he would like to have all of them, he knew there were consequences.
Most of them were underage, and should a girl talk about what happened, he knew that he could get in trouble.
Of course, Mr. Morley considered lying, saying that the girl was lying, and all he had done was whip them as a punishment.
Then, five years back, it had happened, for the very first time.
Her name was Nicki, and she was a striking redhead. The first time she had come into his office to be punished, he had felt his cock rising, before she had ever bent over and he had even pulled up her skirt.
She had been punished four times before he couldn't hold back, and each time, he had kept her panties on, sensing that the look of her bare buttocks would be much more than he could handle.
But Nicki was a rather smart girl, and the fifth time that she came into his office, she had pulled her panties down, and wiggled her ass. Before he could even hit her, she had turned around, baring her naked pussy.
"I know that you want me, Mr. Morley," she said to him. "I know that you have to want me, perhaps as much as I want you."
And while she was speaking, her fingers were moving to her cunt. She was rubbing her pussy lips gently, alluringly, letting herself get wetter. The juices began to drip down her thigh, and he could feel his cock getting stiff.
Without even saying anything, she moved her hand to his zipper.
She pulled it down slowly, then opened his pants and slid them down around his ankles, so she could see his thick cock and balls. She got down on her knees in a second, moving her tongue to the head of his cock.
He had never seen anything like it. At the time, it was like a dream come true, for he had lusted after young flesh for years, content to just jerk himself off after the lashings he would inflict.
But as she moved her red tongue to his cock, then started to lick the head and place her lips around it, he could feel his knees weakening.
She was playing with her pussy while she started to give him a blow job, moving her sweet lips up and down his shaft, moving her mouth all the way down at times so her nose was pressed against his pubic patch.
She was inhaling deeply when she did that, taking in the sweet scent of his musky male odor. Then, while his cock was still in her mouth, Nicki was opening up her blouse so that her breasts wee soon exposed. All she had to do was yank her bra down below her tits, and her bra even helped to push them up.
Mr. Morley had not been able to control himself. He moved his hands down to her breasts, pressing his palms against her soft white flesh. He felt her nipples stiffen against his palms, then plucked at them with his fingers.
"Oh, you taste so good," she moaned, licking her way down his cock, pressing it against his pubic patch and belly while her lips went to his heavy hanging balls. "I could love a man like you, Mr. Morley."
She sucked both of his balls into her mouth, which he knew was quite a mouthful, because he happened to have huge balls.
Then, she was blowing hot air against his balls, while she rubbed his rigid cock shaft all over her face, so that some of his pre-come was dripping onto her cheeks.
Mr. Morley thought that she looked so sensational. He could not get over the expert work she was doing on his cock, and he thought that he was going to come any second. Nicki seemed to know that, and she let his balls fall into her waiting palm, then sucked his cock head back between her lips.
As she did, his dick started to throb harder and harder, and he knew that he was going to come in her mouth within seconds.
As he did, he felt her pressing her tongue against the head of his cock, and he thought that he was going to pass out. His cock head was always so sensitive when he would jerk off, and most of the times, he wouldn't even touch the head as he was coming, because he couldn't bear the pleasure.
But she was flicking her tongue back and forth against the head, and he just managed to lean back against his desk for some support.
Nicki sucked his dick dry, and even kept him in her mouth until she was sure that he would not lose his hard-on.
Then, she stood up and kissed him hard on the lips, pressing his cock against her naked, wet pussy, and moaning as she did it.
"Eat me first," she said to him, and he knew that she sensed she had command.
It was then that he rapped her on the ass with the ruler, just to let her know that no matter what, he was still in charge. He did end up on his knees while she leaned back against the desk though, and Nicki's pussy was the first nubile one he had ever eaten in his life. Eaten was not even the way to describe it, he thought.
He feasted on it, licking her clit until her juices were flowing, sucking as hard as he could so that they were rolling into his mouth.
He blew hot air into her pussy at times, for he could hear her moaning rather loud. In fact, he had thought, it was too loud for comfort, and he told her to please try and be a little more quiet.
She did, and he made her come three times before he stood up and entered her.
Mr. Morley would never forget the way he felt he would come the second he was inside of her, and he thrust his way in deep and then held himself there, until her tight pussy spasms had subsided.
Only then was he sure that he could thrust in and out of her without having to worry about his coming too fast. After all, this was the kind of thing he had dreamed about for years, and he did not want it to end in seconds.
She seemed to know that, too. She pulled his mouth down to hers and kissed him hard, wrapping her legs around his buttocks at the same time so that she could rub the sweat back into his ass.
He loved the way it felt, and must have fucked her for about an hour before he knew that he couldn't hold back. Nor did he try to that time, thinking that someone might be wondering why she was being punished for so long.
He sucked her tongue hard as he was coming in her pussy, and he could feel the way her tight spasms were kind of sucking the cream right out of him. He loved the way that felt, and overall, it was the best orgasm of his life, up until that time in his life. For better ones were to follow.
However, as he came out of his sexual frenzy with Nicki, he started to realize something, and had to act fast.
As he pulled out of her cunt, he reached for his ruler again, rolled her over, and gave her one last crack on the ass.
"Young lady, you should be ashamed of yourself. Just what would your parents think were I to tell them that you were a lecherous nymphomaniac?" he screamed at her, with such hostility, that he sent rushing waves of fear through her body.
"Oh, please, Mr. Morley," she moaned. "Please. You can't tell them that."
"But you did seduce me, young lady. You could get into a lot of trouble if I were to let anyone know. You could."
"Please. I promise not to tell anyone, if you do. I promise."
"Well, I'll have to think about it. Come back to see me tomorrow, and I'll tell you the decision that I've made."
And she dressed, and left his office, quite fearful that he might tell someone what had happened between them.
Of course, it had all been a ploy. After all, if anyone could have gotten into trouble, it was him, for she was the minor, and he was the head of the school.
When she came back the next day, he wanted her more than ever. He thought that she had purposely put on her make-up in such a way as to make herself look more beautiful than he'd thought she was before.
For that reason, he could not even stand up when she was in his office. Instead, he stayed seated, behind his desk, so she wouldn't see the way his dick was stiff in his pants. For even with underwear, when he got an erection, it was quite obvious, and always had been, since his cock had reached its fully grown state.
"Have you made a decision?" she asked him, as meek as a mouse.
"Yes," he told her. "I've looked over your records, and I believe that because you are such a good student, I'd like you to continue here. I am not going to say anything to anyone about your lecherous ways, nor is it to ever happen again. And let's hope you can stay on your best behavior! for the rest of your time here."
He could tell, by the way she looked at him, that her feeling of lust for him was as strong as his feeling was for her, still, even after having her once.
But he could not act upon those feelings again, for it could mean the end of his career, were she to tell anyone.
Therefore, she was dismissed, and for the rest of Nicki's stay at the Morley Private School for Girls, their encounters were polite, cordial, and completely sexless, though he knew he wanted her.
He knew it even after she left his office that time after their sexual encounter, because had pulled his hard cock out of his pants and was able to come in a matter of seconds, just thinking about how wonderful her cunt had tasted when he'd eaten he, and how beautiful she looked naked.
Usually, he was a man with a strong will, but there had been others.
Anise was a beautiful black-haired French girl, who seemed to think about sex all of the time. In fact, it was mostly her sexual encounters that got her into trouble. The first time she'd been brought to his office was because she was caught masturbating in her room, and he had to have a talk with her about it, after whipping her.
"You make it sound as if sex is bad," she had told him. "It is not. Perhaps for someone who is uptight, it is, Mr. Morley, but I did nothing wrong."
He had no answer for her, when it came to that, since he agreed.
Still, his school had to have certain standards, and when she was caught giving the gardener a blow job in one of the bathrooms, she was brought to his office a second time, and that was the time when he took her.
He did it as a kind of punishment, forcing her to get on her knees, then ramming his hard, thick cock in and out of her mouth.
As he did, he could see the way her breasts were heaving up and down in her blouse, and he knew that she was getting turned on. So he fucked her face harder, in the hopes that she would not like it.
She had, and she even managed to suck all of his come into her throat when he was starting to shoot off.
He had sensed he would have problems telling her that it was all her fault, but he did not, because, in many ways, she was like him.
Once he had a girl, he felt satisfied with that one time.
Once she had a man, she felt satisfied, and didn't feel like she had to have him again.
"I just wanted to see if you had a normal sex drive, Mr. Morley," she said. "And I see that you do. I'm happy to know that you are normal."
"And what are you planning to do about it?" he asked her, without letting his voice display the fear he was feeling.
"Nothing. That's all. We have had our thing. I'll finish my term here, and then I think I'll go back to France. I like the schools better there. Besides, they don't care who you fuck and suck back there."
Then she'd kissed him, on the lips, hard, and he had known that she would never give away the secret of what had gone on between them.
After all, like she had said to him, she considered his sex drive normal, and there was no reason for her to go around talking about something that was normal.
Mr. Morley thought about some of the others.
There had been Nancy, and beautiful blonde, whose ass was so beautiful that he wanted to take her there, and she had been willing. She had wanted him from the very first time she saw him, and when she knew that he wanted to take her in the ass, she even went and cleaned herself out first.
When she came back, and he pulled down her panties, he could see that she had gone as far as greasing up her asshole.
As he slid his thick pole into her, he moved his fingers around and started to play with her pussy, which she loved.
It did not take him long to come inside of her, and when he did, he could feel her creamy hot juices dripping down all over his fingers. He loved the way that it felt, and it turned him on so much, that he didn't even lose his hard-on after fucking her ass, and was able to keep it up.
She was young, naive, and rather stupid, too, like all the rest.
He was able to convince her that it was her fault he'd fucked her, that she was the one who had turned him on and come on to him.
And therefore, he was positive that she would never tell anyone about it, and he would be safe. For he realized something, with each one.
By fucking them, he was putting himself in a vulnerable position. Were any one of them to realize that they could have control over him, by reversing the threat, and saying that he had been the one to lead what happened, he would have shrunk in fear.
Because basically, that was the truth. Whenever he would whip an ass on one of the young girls, he would want to fuck them, because they had that young, tight flesh.
He would always resist, unless, of course, the temptation was too great.
And then, two years back, he'd come up against Marilyn.
Marilyn was one of the most beautiful young girls he had ever seen in his life. She had short blonde hair, and the body of a woman, as far as her curves went. When her parents first brought her up to the school to be interviewed, Mr. Morley was ready to refuse, because he thought that this was one girl he would not be able to resist.
That first day, during the interview, when she could wear her own clothing, and not the Morley uniform, he couldn't take his eyes off of her thighs, because she was wearing one of the shortest skirts he'd ever seen in his life.
Finally, because of her mother's pleading, he had agreed to take her in.
Of course, there was one other reason. Looking at her grades from her last school made him realize, or at least think, that she was your typical dumb blonde.
She'd just managed to pass all of her courses, but straight C's were really far below the Morley standards.
Still, he thought that physically, she would be a welcome attraction to the school.
As he thought about Marilyn, he took out his whiskey bottle again and had to take another slug, just to calm down. She had almost ruined his entire career, that dumb fucking bitch. Or rather, that smart bitch.
Because grades really had nothing to do with intelligence. A person could be smart in school, and have no common sense at all, because being smart in classes just involved studying the material in the books, and memorizing it for tests.
Marilyn was smart in English, but hated Math and Sciences, and History, and most of the times, she would be brought to his office to be punished because she'd been caught dozing off in any of those three classes, or cheating on tests, or cursing out the teachers when she got pissed off at them.
The first few times she was brought into his office to have her little ass ruler whipped, she'd also played dumb.
She had started to bend over and let him whack her, and when the punishment was over, she would turn to him and she'd be crying, begging for forgiveness.
Then, when she was being brought into his office for the tenth time in a one month period, he knew he would have to go further.
He took out his thick leather whip, and started to lash her buttocks, so hard, that he, was even scaring himself, thinking that he could permanently damage her lovely looking buttocks, which was not something he wanted to do.
After a few lashings, he stopped, and she rolled over.
It was the first time he had ever seen her golden cunt bush, and her lovely red pussy lips, and the second she rolled over, she moved her hand to his crotch. She started to rub the stiff bulge that was there, then spoke softly.
"Mr. Morley, I'm so sorry about what I did today. I really am. I wish that there was some way I could make it up to you."
And before he even had a chance to say anything, she was getting down on her knees in front of him. She was pulling his zipper down as fast as she could, then moving her mouth to his dick, so she could blow hot air on it through his underwear. He could feel himself throbbing long before she took him out.
Marilyn, he recalled, had to have the warmest, most soothing mouth out of all the young girls he'd ever been with.
When she pulled his cock out of his pants, then opened his belt so she could play with his balls as well, he could feel her heated breath all over his groin. As her lips surrounded his cock head and she started to move them down his golden shaft, he could feel the way his knees were buckling.
Then, she held his cock deep in her mouth, and pressed his balls between her lips, too. It was the first time he'd ever felt anything like that.
He could not hold back, and she didn't even try to pull back as his dick was starting to shoot of into her throat. In fact, she seemed to love the fact that his come was shooting into her throat, and she moaned around his dick as she swallowed it, pulling back just in time to get the last load on her tongue, so that she could taste it.
Then, she stood up and started to open her blouse, never letting up on his cock, jerking and massaging it with her hand the wholly time.
He stayed hard, because she was just so lovely, and as she, lay back on the desk, he moved his mouth to hers, and pressed his body down on top of hers.
She was one of the few that he opened his shirt for, revealing a muscular, hairy chest, covered with blond curls.
She started to rub her tits all over his chest, and he loved the way they were so sweaty, and made his chest hairs nice and wet. Then, he began to move his mouth down her body, licking her red nipples, one at a time, his fingers playing with the one he was not licking, so that both were getting a workout at the same time.
He kept pressing himself against her cunt, too, to keep her turned on.
He could feel her juices against the lower part of his belly, while he was sucking on her lovely tits and pressing himself there, and she started to thrust herself upward against him, so that her pussy was flowing even more.
Then, she moved her hands to his shoulders, and pushed him down more, something that made him quite happy, for a number of reasons.
After all, Mr. Morley had been thinking, he was going to have to blame this whole thing on her when it was over, though he was hoping it would not be over for the longest time. She was the first he'd almost stripped himself naked for.
She pushed his mouth down to her pussy, and by the time he started to suck, she had a cunt full of warm juices.
He sucked those out of her first, savoring their sweet flavor, then began to move his tongue back and forth over her stiff love button. She kept rubbing her hands through his blond hair, in an attempt to kind of hold him down and make sure that he was not going to try to pull his head up at all.
Mr. Morley had no intentions of doing that right away. He was happy with his mouth near her pussy, and happy with her juicing flow.
He was also happy listening to the way she was moaning.
"Oh suck those juices out of me, darling. I love the way your tongue feels as it's darting against my clit, and you're just making more cream so you can suck it out. Oh, suck harder now. Harder, and I'll just explode."
And when he did suck harder, he loved it, for his mouth was met with another surging flow of her cream. In fact, that time, there was so much of it, that he could hardly even swallow it all, and much of it ran down his chin.
She seemed like she was exhausted at the time, and Mr. Morley loved what he was doing to her. He started to lick his way back up her flesh, which now tasted more and more salty, because of the way she had been sweating while he was eating her.
He moved his hard cock near her cunt, and could feel the way she was even going so far as to push herself against him.
He loved that. In many ways, he knew that he could even blame her for this, for she was the one pushing herself down on his dick.
Once the thick head of his cock was between her cunt lips, he pushed the rest of his shaft in deeper.
Marilyn had raised her ass up higher, and his cock shaft made much better contact with her clit that way. He could feel the way her pussy walls were spasming around him and he knew he would be able to hold back.
As she pulled his mouth closer to her lips, she kissed him, then started to move her lips near his ear. She was blowing hot air into his ear, and whispering about how much she loved the way he was fucking her.
"Yeah, Mr. Morley. Spank my ass. Spank it real hard. I wanna feel your hands cracking against my ass flesh. You'll love it, too."
And the second he whacked her hard on the ass with his hand, he knew why she wanted to be spanked so much. She just adored the feeling of a hand hitting her, and the slapping contact tended to make her pussy spasm more around his dick. He could feel the way her wet, hot pussy was just getting tighter.
He had never felt anything like it. Out of all the other girls he had been with, Marilyn just turned out to be the hottest.
When he reached a point where he thought he wasn't going to be able to hold back, and would start to slow down, she'd move her pussy, just a little, so there was still a fantastic rubbing contact against his cock.
She seemed to know enough, not to make full thrusting movements, so that he wouldn't come right away. In fact, he was thinking at the time, maybe he had even been wrong about her. Maybe she wasn't even a virgin.
She sure seemed to know more about cocks than a virgin would know.
There did reach a point where he knew that he couldn't hold back, and as he felt his cock pulsing, she was moaning in his ear.
"Shoot, baby. Shoot that hot cream into my pussy. I've been wanting it since the first moment I met you. I've been wanting to feel you filling my cunt. I could see your eyes looking up and down my thighs. I was even thinking of raising my skirt a little bit more. I was thinking of taking the Morley dress code and shoving it. I wanted my school skirt to be so high you could see my thighs."
"Because I know you loved the look of my hot thighs, Mr. Morley. I know that you wanted to plow your dick between them even then."
He didn't say anything to her. It was as if he was thinking that she already knew too much, and he could not admit to her that she was right.
But her warm breath in his ear, and her hot cunt around his cock, were what took him all the way. He could not hold back, and he rammed himself deep inside of her pussy and started to shoot his load.
She exploded again, and he could feel her spasming pussy sucking the come out of his cock, making it the best orgasm of his life. Ever!
As he started to pull back, she was rubbing her hands up and down his hairy chest, playing with the curls that were soaking wet now. She moved her fingers to his nipples, too, and plucked at them as gently as she could.
However, he knew it was time to show his authority again.
"You lecherous nymphomaniac," he said to her. "You little tramp. How dare you come on to me like this. How dare you."
And he slapped her across the face, which threw her off at first.
"If I were to tell your parents about this, they would probably take you out of this school and give you a sound whipping."
He went on and on, and at first, he thought he had instilled the fear in her. He told her how everyone would think of her as a tramp for the rest of her life, if they knew the kind of lecherous bitch she was. If they knew how she just came on to men left and right. If they knew what an eager cocksucker she was.
And finally, he had to say what he was getting at.
"So I'll promise not to tell anyone about this, as long as you do the same. Is that understood young lady? Answer me. Is that understood?"
And that was when she sat up, and folded her arms across her chest, looking like she was really pissed off at him.
"Now just one minute, Mr. Morley, you fucking bastard."
"What did you say?"
"You heard me. I wouldn't give two fucks what people thought about me. Now what do you have to say about that? What would you think if I did tell everyone what happened?"
He couldn't say anything, because he was too nervous.
Marilyn, though lacking intelligence, sure seemed to have a lot of common sense.
"I know you're trying to lay this whole trip on me, Mr. Morley, but don't give me this shit about it being for my sake. No fucking way. It's for your sake, and I know it. Why, were I to tell what happened, you could be locked up. I'm not yet sixteen and no matter what you'd say, I could scream rape. You'd be locked up, and you'd never be able to teach again when you got out."
He was trying to think of something to say to her. Something to deny what she was saying, but there was no way he could, for she was right.
"Don't think I don't understand that. And as for my parents, they know I like to fuck. The reason they sent me up here was because I was caught with a boy back at the other school I went to. And I love it, Mr. Morley."
"But then again, so do you. So do you. I knew you wanted me from the first day you saw me, and now that you've had me, things are going to change around here."
"What are you talking about?"
"I hate most of my courses. I think they're boring as shit, and because they are, I'm not going anymore. I'm sure you'll be able to arrange for me to get an A in most of them. It will make Mother and Dad super happy. And as for you, I haven't had as much of you as I want. I like you. We're gonna have a lot of fun during the next two years. You can bet your ass, and that big dick of yours, that we will."
And she had been smart enough, unlike the others, to realize that she had something over him, and he'd always regretted it.
Not that he regretted the last two years with her. She was still a super hot fuck, and she loved to get it in any of her three hot holes.
When her failing report card was sent to his office, with most of her teachers having given her an F, because she never went to class, he had to take another one, fill it out, and give her all A's.
He knew that some of the teachers suspected what was going on, and Mrs. Reynolds, in fact, had even taken advantage.
Last spring, when Marilyn had graduated, Mr. Morley had been thrilled. He knew that he would be losing the best fuck he'd ever had in his life, the hottest bitch on two feet. But he also knew he wouldn't be tempted anymore.
And when this fall term had started, he'd vowed not to let it happen again. He'd vowed not to let any of the girls tempt him enough. He vowed to stick to masturbation after an ass whipping, because overall, his relationship with Marilyn had been more trying than anything else.
After all, he liked having the power over women, and once she knew that she could get him, she knew she had the power over him.
It had happened again! He hated himself for it, but it had happened!
That was why he had pushed her out of his office afterwards, and acted like he was really angry with her. He had to confuse Marcy.
Because, from the very first time she had come into his office, he suspected that Marcy was a rather intelligent girl. He suspected that she kept breaking the rules so she would purposely be sent to his office.
And he had let it happen! He hated himself for it.
But, he thought, as he took another slug from the bottle, and then another, maybe she was just left too confused. Maybe she'd never even realize that she could turn the tables on him, and hold it over him!
He prayed that she wouldn't.