Making the Grade (Mf, F, ped, cons, rom) SeXStoRY

Making the Grade by SpectreOfHell Tim motioned to the chair next to his desk and watched as his visitor sat in it. She was incredibly hot, and he was having a difficult time focusing. It didn't help that the school was empty by then except for the two of them, but this was the only time she'd been able to meet. She had actually suggested his home, but he hadn't thought that was appropriate. Now he was thinking he'd much rather have been someplace more private with her. "So, Ms. Wright," he said, setting into his own seat. His eyes swept over her quickly, taking in her heels and her opaque white hose, her short skirt and her blouse that had enough buttons left undone to expose the tops of her smallish breasts. If she noticed or minded him checking her out, she didn't let on. He said, "You wanted to talk about your neice, Rhonda?" The woman flipped her thick blonde hair with her fingers and smiled at him. "Please," she said. "Call me Annie. And yes, I've been concerned about my neices slipping grades. I think I've figured out what's causing it." "Really?" he asked. Rhonda was one of his favorite students, an adorable ten year old girl in his fourth grade math class. She looked alot like her aunt, he reflected, only her hair was longer and straighter, and more blonde. And instead of being tanned like the woman in front of him, Rhonda had fair skin and a slender frame. He shook his head to rid himself of the mental image of the c***d and said, "I've been worried about her. She was one of my best students at the beginning of the year. I just don't know what happened." "I do," said Annie. "You happened." "Excuse me?" "Don't worry, I'm not saying you're a bad teacher," she said hastily. "In fact, you're probably the best teacher she's ever had. She talks about you endlessly. You know she has a huge crush on you, don't you?" "Er, no," he said, squirming. "I didn't know that." Annie smiled. "Of course you do," she said. "And you have one on her, as well." "I certainly do not!" he said, jumping up. Annie's eyes focused on his crotch. He realized suddenly that he was half-erect and so he sat down suddenly. Annie chuckled. "You see," she said, "at the start of the year you gave Rhonda much more attention that you did the other students. She thrived on it. She lost her father when she was young and has needed a man in her life. But lately...well, your attention has drifted away from her, it seems. I had thought there were only two possibilities. Either you were giving your attention to some other little girl...or you'd realized that you wanted to fuck my niece, and you were ignoring her in order to save yourself." Tim stared at her, mouth hanging open. "I can't believe you'd accuse me..." he began, but his voice died. Annie chuckled again and leaned forward. She put her hand on his knee and slid up up over his thigh. "Tell me the truth," she said. "If you could, you'd fuck my niece. Wouldn't you?" "No!" he said. "No, I'm not a...a pervert...I'm not..." Then her hand slid over his cock. He was fully erect by then. She squeezed it gently, smiling, her face inches from his. "This tells me what you really want," she said. "And it means there's an easy solution to our problem." "There...there is?" he asked. "Oh, yes, Tim," she said. "See, if you didn't have to worry about what you felt, if you didn't have to hide it...then you could give my niece the attention she needs. She'd be a good student again. All it takes is for you to admit you want her." "I...can't," he said. Annie's other hand joined the first. She began to open his pants. He couldn't muster the will to stop her. Her manicured hand reached into his briefs and brought out his cock. "Oooh, nice," she said, stroking her hand up and down his shaft. "Tell me, Tim...do you think this would fit inside the pussy of a ten year old girl?" "Oh, my god," he moaned. "You'd like to find out, admit it," she urged. She moved her face closer to his and kissed him softly. "Have you ever tasted a little girl's pussy, Tim?" she asked. "I have." "What?" "You heard me," she said. "You'd be surprised at how passionate a little girl can be, Tim. Their pussies are so sweet, so clean. I could eat them for hours. In fact, sometimes I have." "Oh, god!" he moaned. She giggled. She released his cock and sat back in her chair. "I want you to help my niece, Tim," she said. "I want you to fuck her." "What? I...what?" he gaped at her. He ached for her hand to return to his cock. He was leaning forward, desperate, almost drooling. "Admit it," she said, her voice low and soft. "Admit you want to fuck her. Admit you want to fuck a ten year old little girl." It went against everything he'd trained himself to do. How long had he struggled to control the monster within him? How long had he lusted after those precious little girls he had taught year after year? And Rhonda...she was special. She stole his heart, and Annie was right. He'd distanced himself from her to save himself. But admitting it, saying it aloud... "Tell me," Annie urged. "Tell me, and you'll get what you need." "I...want her," he said, the words catching in his throat. "I want..." "Tell me you want to fuck her," Annie said. She was rubbing her own crotch now, panting, clearly as turned on as he was. "Tell me you want to fuck my niece." "I want to fuck her," he said, hissing. "God, I want her so bad. I want to fuck your niece!" "You want to fuck Rhonda," Annie said. She moaned, digging into her crotch. "Say it!" "I want to fuck Rhonda!" Tim groaned. This was the end for him, he knew it. Confessing his desires aloud... "Rhonda!" Annie called out. Someone appeared in the doorway. Tim recoiled in horror, expecting to see police rushing in to grab him, or parents bearing a lynching rope. But it was a little girl standing in the doorway. A blonde, fair-skinned slender c***d wearing a short skirt, white tights, a brief tank top that left her flat tummy bare, and open-toed sandals on her feet. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a bun, and as she gazed at him through the lenses of her glasses, her broad smile revealing the braces on her teeth, Tim felt his heart simply melting. "Rhonda," he said, speaking her name. "Come over here, Rhonda," Annie said. Rhonda hesitated a moment before obeying. She shuffled over to stand next to her aunt, her eyes locked on Tim's exposed and rampant erection. He gaped at the pair of them as Annie pulled Rhonda's face to hers and kissed the c***d deeply. Rhonda whimpered a little but returned the kiss with as much passion as her aunt gave it. They parted, a stringer of saliva briefly connecting their lips. Annie turned to him. "Here she is," she said. "Do what you wanted to do." She gave Rhonda a push. The girl shuffled over to him. "Hey, Mr. Carter," she said timidly. "Oh god, Rhonda," he said, numbed. He reached for her slowly, still convinced this couldn't be real. But his hands connected with the warm flesh of her waist, and she didn't resist as he pulled her closer. She began to smile, and she giggled as she settled fully into his embrace. "Kiss him, Rhonda," Annie said. "Let him taste your tongue." The c***d gave another cute giggle, then she pressed her mouth to her teacher's. Tim groaned and opened his lips to her, moaned as he felt her smaller tongue enter his mouth. Her lips closed against his as her eyelids dropped, and her tongue danced with his wildly. He hugged her tighter, shivering as he felt his cock touching the bare skin of her legs. Her hand closed around his hot shaft, so much smaller than Annie's had been. The kiss broke slowly, wetly, and Tim couldn't help but gasp, "I love you, Rhonda!" Rhonda's eyes widened and she spun in his embrace to look at her aunt. "Told you so," was all the woman said. Rhonda spun back to him, face shining. "I love you too, Mr. Carter," she said. "Oh, my angel," he cried, kissing her again. Hands shaking, he lifted her off her feet and placed her onto the desk in front of him. He scooted his chair forward and she spread her legs to accept him. His mouth found her neck as his hands slid up under her top. She wasn't wearing a bra, she was too young to need one yet. But her nipples were erect, and as he rubbed his fingers over them she moaned softly, deeply. He pushed her shirt up to expose her breasts, and he could see that she wasn't flat chested as he'd thought. She had swellings beneath her nipples, the buds of tits at the cusp of puberty. He closed his lips around one rosy nipple and suckled, making her moan more deeply. Her hands toyed in his hair as her body trembled. He quickly kissed his way down her body, loving the feel of her soft tummy under his tongue. He put his hands on her thighs and slid them up, pushing her skirt up too. Rhonda leaned back on her hands to give him clearer access to her crotch, and lifted her feet up onto the desk. Beneath her skirt, Tim saw that her tights were sheer enough to see through. And she wasn't wearing panties. Right in front of him behind a layer of thin nylon was her perfect, hairless little pussy. She was aroused, too. He could not only smell it, he could see it. Her inner labia were flowering out, begging for his touch. Groaning, he dropped his face between her thighs, covering her mons with his mouth. Rhonda cried out and one hand flew to the back of his head. She hunched her hips up at him, a little girl in the throes of heat. Desperate, Tim grabbed the material of her tights at the crotch and pulled. The material ripped easily and left her completely open to his oral assault. "God!" she cried out when his lips covered her pussy for the first time. He thrust his tongue into her, tasting her little girl juices. Annie had been right, it was sweet and clean and amazing. He suckled at her clit again and slid a finger into her. He didn't think before he did it, it was just something he would have done with an adult lover. There was no hymen to stop him, and she arched her back as his finger slid into her to the last knuckle. They were both moaning as he finger fucked her, his tongue tap-dancing on her swollen little clit. He sensed her orgasm a few seconds before it hit. She began to tremble and her pussy rippled around his finger. Then the muscles in her cunt clamped down and she stiffened, emitting a squeaky scream. Thick fluid gushed from her and he lapped it up eagerly, moaning as much as she was. When she was done, he lowered her feet off the desk and stood up. Annie had her hand in her panties frantically fingering herself. "Fuck her," she said. "Stick your cock in her and fuck her!" "Is that what you want?" he asked Rhonda, leaning over her. His cock slid along the nylon covering her legs. She drew her legs back, spreading them, and his cock brushed her pussy. "Tell me," he pleaded. "Fuck me, Mr. Carter," she said. "I want you to fuck me. Please!" Delerious, Tim pushed her legs back and guided his cock between her labia. It was obscene how fat his cock looked against her little pussy. But her labia accepted him, spreading outward, swallowing the tip of his cock. He lodged against her entrance and began to push. "Oh!" she said sharply as his head began to f***e its way into her. He stopped instantly. "Am I hurting you?" he asked. "Do you want me to stop?" "No!" she cried out, shaking her head side to side. "Don't stop! I want to feel you inside me, Mr. Carter!" Moaning, he pushed again. Rhonda pushed back, leveraging her legs against his restraining hands in order to lift her ass from the desk. The combination of pressure from both directions f***ed a full inch of his cock into her. Then another. He eased back and began to fuck her in shallow strokes. She thrust back at him, tears running from her eyes as she moaned and moaned. Tim watched his cock vanishing into her little body. Over half his length was shining from a coating of her juices after only a few minutes. He told himself that he would never get all of himself inside her. She was too small. But after a few more minutes, he felt his balls come to rest snugged against her asscheeks. He had every bit of his six inches inside her. She was gasping for breath by then. "Are you okay?" he asked, just as breathless. Rhonda nodded sharply. Moaning, he began to really fuck her then, pulling his cock out until only the head was inside her, then sliding home again. Slow, steady, deep strokes. She was trembling after a few minutes of that, shaking like a leaf in the wind. So was he! Annie screamed as she came on her fingers. "So fucking hot!" she groaned. Tim felt his own climax powering its way through him. "I'm gonna cum, Rhonda," he said to her. "Don't pull out," she said. "Cum in my pussy, Mr. Carter!" Moaning, Tim sped up a little. He knew she couldn't get pregnant. Not only was she too young, but he'd had a vasectomy. And it had been SO long since he'd cum inside a woman. But this was no woman beneath him, he reminded himself. She was a tiny c***d, only ten years old, and so beautiful to him that his heart ached looking down at her. So sexy! Her shirt up to expose her nearly flat chest, her skirt bunched at her waist with a hole torn in her tights exposing her young pussy. A pussy that was stretched obscenely around his cock! Crying out, he began to cum. He slammed into her, hips churning in micro-thrusts, as hot sperm jetted out of his cock and into Rhonda's immature womb. Her eyes widened as he began to squirt. "I feel it!" she said loudly. "I feel it squirting in me! He's cumming inside me!" "Fuck!" Annie moaned, cumming again. Tim held onto Rhonda's hips and thrust again and again, pouring his essence into her. Suddenly her pussy clamped down and she arched her back, face scrunching up, as she came again on his cock. Then they were both spent and she flopped back panting while he loomed over her, still joined to her. Annie slumped in her chair, gasping for breath. Rhonda giggled happily and stroked both his arms with her small hands. "That was great!" she said, beaming with joy. "Yeah!" he agreed giddily. "Aunt Annie?" Rhonda said, turning her head to the side. "Can Mr. Carter come sl**p over tonight?" Annie laughed. "That's up to him, sweet baby." "Will you?" Rhonda asked, gazing up at him. His cock, still erect, twitched inside her, making her giggle again. "Will you please, Mr. Carter? You can sl**p with me in my bed and we can fuck again, and in the morning..." "Okay," he said. He knew he must have died and that this was heaven. He coudn't say no. Not anymore. "Yay!" Rhonda said, lifting to hug him. She wrapped her legs around him and her arms around his neck. After a moment, her lips sought his and they kissed deeply. "I really do love you, Mr. Carter," she whispered. "With all my heart." "I really do love you too, Rhonda," he said. "But, uh...maybe you should just call me Tim from now on?" "Okay...Tim!" she said, delighted. "Come on you two," Annie said, staggering to her feet. "Let's get cleaned up and go home. Maybe you'll have enough energy to fuck me too?" Tim laughed and reached for the older woman. They kissed tenderly and he told her, "Only if my girlfriend says it's okay," he said, winking at Rhonda. Rhonda beamed back at him, and finally Tim knew what happiness really was.