Chapter 1

After Ray, the dirty old man from the trailer park, had fucked Emmy silly on Wednesday night, she had just barely managed to crawl back into her room in her own trailer by 3:00am, just before her mom, Kitty, got home from work at the Glitter gentleman’s club. When Kitty looked in, Emmy appeared to be sleeping, and Kitty couldn’t see her shredded panties and the sweat-soaked thin cotton crop top that she still wore after her fuck session with Ray.

It was only a few hours until Emmy had to go to school where she was in 9th grade at Bellevue Junior High, so Kitty tidied up the house before dozing off in the living room.

When Emmy’s alarm went off, Kitty noticed it first, as Emmy was sleeping like a log. After listening for ten minutes, and hearing nothing from the teenager’s room, Kitty went in to wake her up.

“Ember Dickson,” she yelled, using her given name. “Get your ass up and get ready for school, now!”

“Aww, I’m too tired today, ma.” Ember replied drowsily. “Can’t I just stay home?”

Throwing the sheet from her daughter, Kitty saw the sweaty top, and the shredded panties that no longer covered her daughter’s pink pussy. She looked like a mess and smelled like sex.

“You little whore, Ember,” Kitty snapped at her. “If you wasn’t out whorin’ around last night, you wouldn’t be so fuckin’ tired.”

“I was home all night, ma, just so you know,” Emmy replied. “After that guy brought the laundry over, I just folded laundry and went to bed.” She didn’t mention that she spent over two hours being pleasured and fucked by the old man, before she folded any laundry.

“Well, I don’t give a shit what you did, you’re going to school, Ember,” Kitty said forcefully.

“Awww, fuck, whatever,” said Ember, getting out of bed, and finding some clean clothes to throw on. She was already late, and even though she was sweaty and both her pussy and butt were still cum-covered from the earely morning fucking by Ray, she skipped a shower and simply pulled on a fresh pair of Hello Kitty panties, left on her sweat-stained crop top t-shirt, and pulled on a too-short short plaid school skirt. Her dangling belly button ring drew attention to her flat tummy, and it hung down to accentuate the low-hanging skirt. Her long lean legs and lightly-muscled thighs were on full display under the tiny skirt that barely covered her panties. While her legs were a little dirty, the lean thighs fully displayed by the short skirt were still very sexy.

In spite of the vigorous fuck session just hours ago, Emmy was feeling very frisky, and wanted sex again. And she wanted an older man, like she had the night before. Emmy had an idea, as she breezed through the kitchen and headed toward the bus stop. She would try to seduce her math teacher, Mr. Logan. Even though Mr. Logan seemed a little gay, he was really cute; tall, with dark hair, and a nice tight butt that he wore in tight khakis. She sometimes noticed his big bulge in the front of his pants, and she was curious if his cock was as big as it appeared.

Her mother Kitty tried to stop her and get her to change into something less slutty.

Kitty said to Ember: “You look like a little slut, Ember. Put on some clean clothes for school!”

Emmy just flipped her off, saying simply, “I put on fresh clean panties—what the fuck do you care?”

Then she just skipped away, wearing her super short skirt over the fresh panties, dirty crop top, and a pair of wedge sandals.

Mr. Logan had been at Bellview junior high for almost a year, where he had started teaching right out of college. He had hoped that the young teens in junior high, being only 13, 14 and 15 years old, would not tempt him to do something stupid, as he was afraid he might do with those hot high school girls. But he was surprised daily at just how sexy and seductive these junior high teens could be. So far, he had avoided any entanglements, but he knew that he was weak, and if one of these little sluts tried to come on to him, he wasn’t sure he could resist.

Emmy had Mr. Logan in third period, right before lunch, so she figured she could maybe get him aside, and have him take her somewhere in an unused school room during the lunch period. Maybe in his little office, where she knew he had a big desk.

Emmy’s plan was to sit to the side of the classroom and pull her little skirt up and spread her legs so Mr. Logan could see her panties and get him to make her stay after class. Then she would encourage him to take her somewhere for “punishment.”

When she got to Mr. Logan’s room she took a seat by the window, so she could tell when Mr. Logan was looking at her. She pulled her skirt up, and scooched down in her seat, so Mr. Logan could see her panties, with the Hello Kitty picture over her pussy mound. She wiggled and smiled, but Mr. Logan did not seem to notice her. Or he was deliberately trying not to see her panties.

But Mr. Logan definitely noticed Ember trying her best to flash her cute “Hello Kitty” panties. She was wearing a dirty, thin cotton crop top that he noticed immediately, as it showed off her firm tits and the brown puffy nipples atop those firm tits. He also noticed her firm abs and tummy, with the dangling belly button ring flashing in the sunshine. She looked hot, slutty and oh, so fuckable, slouching down and pushing her pussy mound toward him under the desk, with the little girl panties stretched over her mound. It looked like the mound was wet, and he thought her slit was visible under the thin cotton. He tried mightily not to look but caught himself several times looking her way. Was that the smell of hot teen pussy he noticed when he walked in her direction?

Emmy didn’t think he was paying attention, so she continued moving around, and angling herself toward him. By the end of class, to be sure he saw her, Emmy lifted one leg, and put her dirty bare foot on her seat, spreading her pussy widely, and stretching her panties across her mound. She looked up at Mr. Logan, through a veil of stringy blond hair that hung across her pale face, smirking as she lewdly displayed her tween panties covering her grown-up pussy mound.

When Mr. Logan finally acknowledged her, with a bit of a scowl, she smiled a big smile, and wiggled her leg a bit, just to show him she wanted him to look at her barely concealed pussy.

“Ember Dickson,” he said, as class ended and the lunch bell rang, “see me at my desk after class.”

“Of course, Mr. Logan,” said Ember, flashing a smile and winking at the 27-year-old teacher.

She walked up to his desk, where he was seated in his chair, and immediately sat her butt up on the desk. Her skirt rose when she sat with one leg up, and she spread her legs and again showed the white Hello Kittty panties stretched across her pussy mound.

“Ms. Dickson,” Mr. Logan began, “I’m not sure why you are trying to show me your cute little panties, but it is highly inappropriate, and I really think you should wear a longer skirt to my class.”

“Oh, do you really think they’re cute, Mr.Logan, “Ember said ignoring the rest of his comment, and spreading her legs further to make sure he saw the panties in full.

“I wore these fresh panties just for you today, Mr. Logan!,” Ember giggled, “I’m so glad you like them! I always wonder if my kitty looks sexy when I wear these Hello Kitty panties.”

And as she wondered, she looked down and traced the outline of her labia lips on the white panties, inviting Mr. Logan to see where she was touching herself.

“How do they look in back, Mr. Logan?” With that, she stood and turned around, lifting he skirt so he could see the way the panties looked from behind, stretching over the twin globes of her firm teen ass cheeks. Her tight butt was perfect, the firm cheeks stretching the white panties, but not quite covering her firm glutes.

“Ember, put down your skirt and turn back around!” Mr. Logan ordered. “I should spank you for that inappropriate display.”