Chapter 1: Grazing at high school

Professor Jack Allen and his colleague Bob Best both take advantage of their young students’ innocence by seducing and fucking, particularly those who are virgins.

Diane gets caught

Jack had, by his very size, created submission in most of his many conquests, but he was in his late teens before he gained the same advantage through authority. As illegal, immoral, and unprincipled as it was, he couldn’t resist the opportunity that presented itself to him while he was briefly a teacher at a private school.

His class was a mix of eighth and nine graders and included a delightful collection of almost nubile teen girls. These were temptations, but they were temptations which, at first, he was determined to resist. They were traps and, for a teacher, much more than that.

Diana was more than his newfound determination could resist. He liked women in general, but he felt particular pleasure if the woman was young, buxom, innocent and submissive. On a scale of one to ten, Diana, ranked at least a nine for youthfulness and for enterprise, a solid eight. She seemed to be at least a seven on the innocence scale and he gave her a resounding ten for her submissiveness. And, in a way, what happened was his fault.

Diana was brunette, not very tall, and in a few years she would be a hippie. However, her body had acquired the state of roundness to which many women aspire, neither slender nor stocky, just shapely.

“I’m sorry, sir. I know it was wrong. I just wanted to get a better grade than Mary. I’ll do anything if you don’t say so.”

Jack watched the fourteen-year-old schoolgirl as she stood wringing her hands in front of her desk. He had caught her cheating, much to her surprise, and told her to stay after school. Her young, mature body was almost bursting out of her school uniform, her hips stretching the skirt so that it seemed that at any moment the kilt-like garment would burst open and her full young breasts threatened to burst the buttons of her blouse. Even her thighs, full and shapely, seemed to defy the skirt, which only reached their middle.

“I’m disappointed in you, Diana. You’re a good student. You didn’t have to cheat.”

Did she have boyfriends? Had she ever been fucked? He asked himself this question about several of his mature-bodied students.

Diane was afraid. Scared and embarrassed. Mr. Allen was so tall and stern, except when he was pleased. Then his face would relax and smile, and if it was her he had liked, his smile would warm his heart. But now he was definitely not happy and she was shaking in her black and white saddle shoes.

“I know, sir. I’m so sorry. Do you have to say what I did?”

“I’m supposed to do this, Diana. It’s my duty.”

“Isn’t there something I can do to make up for this, sir?”

“Anything? Of course, Diane.”

You can take your clothes off and let me fuck you. The obscene idea came to him, but not seriously. He had heard rumors that other teachers took advantage of girls this way, but it was too dangerous.

“I don’t think so, Diana? Do you have something in mind?” If she suggested it, then maybe he could give it a try?

“Um, not really, sir? But? Like, Ellen ... she’s in eighth grade ... she got picked up last year and? Like? She said her teacher asked her to do something special ... a secret ... for him? Is there something special you want me to do?”

“Well, I can think of something, Diana. But I couldn’t ask. And you wouldn’t, anyway.” Did she suggest what it looked like?

“Oh, sir. Yes. Anything. Just so you don’t say it.”

The girl, frightened beyond reason by her parents’ reaction and, moreover, by the contempt of her classmates, saw a way out of her difficult situation. They were kind of making fun of Ellen behind her back, but it was Ellen’s fault. She had told someone. It would be a secret, just between her and her teacher.

“Uh, I don’t think so, Diana? Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“But no one will know. What is it, sir? What do you want me to do?” Maybe that wasn’t what he wanted at all?

“Mmm? I don’t know? Do you know where I live?”

“Yeah. Sort of. You’re above Mr. Smith’s pharmacy, aren’t you?”

“Well, Diana, if you really want to do something special, then go for it. Up the stairs in about thirty minutes, we can talk about it again.”

It would give him time to calm down, he thought, but he would still keep his options open if it seemed safe.

Jack heard a timid knock on his door shortly after he got home and went to let the shy girl in.

“I don’t think I can stand this, Diana. It’s not right.”

“Oh please, sir. I won’t tell. I promise.”

What’s on her mind, he wanted her to tell him to fuck her. That was it, for sure. She had heard the other girls laughing at how Ellen had convinced her teacher to keep her secret. As long as she didn’t get pregnant, everything would be fine. Anyway, she was probably the only virgin in her class.

“Do you have a boyfriend, Diana?” Jack took the girl’s hand and led her to the sofa.

“Uh, no, Mr. Allen. My parents say I can’t until I finish school.”

“Do you know about sex? Are you a virgin?”

“Yes. No. I mean, I’m a ... virgin, sir. But I know what they taught me in school. And what I heard the girls talking about.” He wants to fuck me? I wonder if it will hurt the first time. Will he use a condom? Will I get pregnant? Or AIDS? She wondered.

“Tell me, Diana, do you masturbate?”

“Oh sir?” The girl blushed with embarrassment. They had taught that it was okay to do it, but she had heard the girls look down on anyone who admitted to doing it. “Should I tell you?”

“Perhaps we’d better stop this facade, Diana. It wasn’t a good idea in the first place.” Jack stood up as if to dismiss her.

“Sir? Oh, sir? Yes. I’ve done it several times.” A few times a night, sometimes, she might have added. Ever since she saw the nineteen-year-old sister getting fucked by her boyfriend.

“Does it feel good? Can you imagine getting fucked?”

“Oh, Mr. Allen?” She didn’t want to answer, but she saw a hardening in his eyes and she knew she had to. “I? I guess so?”

“Would you let me fuck you?” Had he gone too far? The words came out before he could think. My God, she was only 14.

“Uh? Is that what you want? Are you going to keep this a secret? About my cheating and stuff?”

“Mmmm? No, Diana. I think you’d better go.”

“Oh, please, sir? You can do it. You can fuck me. Anything. Just please don’t say it. Please, sir? Can you do it?”

The effect of having a fourteen-year-old, mature-bodied virgin begging him to fuck her was erotic in the extreme. Even if it was motivated by fear. Jack looked around, trying to decide the best way and place to carry out his obscene conquest.

“But Diana? Are you sure? You’re only fourteen.”

With his eyes, he took off her school uniform. He had fucked girls smaller and younger than her. His organ swelled in lustful anticipation.

“I’m almost fifthteen, sir. I’m quite tall too. And I know a lot of girls younger than me do it. Please, sir?”

Diana looked up imploringly. It just had to be done. The fear of her parents’ reactions to what she had done terrified her. What could she do to make it happen?

“I don’t know? Are you really ready for this?”

Jack now had doubts about his virginity. God, she was asking him to fuck her. Probably like little June. It’s likely she’s been lashing out for years.

“Should I really tell your parents, Diana? But ... If you are sure you want it? If that’s the case, Diana, take off your clothes.” If she did that, then Jack was sure she would keep quiet about it.

Timidly, Diana got up from the sofa. She could see a bulge in her teacher’s pants. The girls were joking about Mr. Norman, the other eighth grade teacher. Half the time he had a bulge like that in his pants and some girls would tease him by letting him see their panties under their skirts and blouses.

Nervously, the young teenager began to unbutton her blouse.
It wouldn’t save him in court, Jack knew, but the girl was clearly asking for it. He stepped back as, looking down timidly, she unbuttoned the front of her blouse, then, closing her eyes as if to hide her body, she removed the white blouse and stood there in her skirt and bra.

“Uh, sir?” She looked at him. “Am I? Like? Do you think I’m too short?” Diana knew she didn’t have the biggest breasts in her class, but she was still more developed than most of the girls.

“You’re not small at all, Diana? You have nice breasts. Isn’t that right? Are you that young?”

“I am quite old, sir. Please? For now, she had lost sight of why she was doing this. She just wanted him to admire her.

“Take off the rest of your clothes, Diana!”

The girl came back to reality. Her teacher was speaking. The command. Obediently, her fingers nervously fumbled with the waistband of her skirt, then the kilt fell open and dropped to the floor. She felt helpless, standing there in only panties and a bra.

“Everything, Diana!” My God, what a body for a fourteen-year-old. Nice breasts. Wide hips. Full thighs. Maybe there was some baby fat left on her waist with her cute dimpled belly button, but body-wise, she was mature and perfect.

Diana’s emotions were confused. She was scared. Afraid of what would happen to her and afraid that he would say she had cheated. But the feeling in the pit of her stomach wasn’t just fear. Could it be the same as when she was pretending to get fucked? Was he big? Would he do it long enough to make her come? She remembered how angry her sister was because her boyfriend wasn’t doing it long enough. Diana reached behind her back and fumbled with the clasp of her bra, leaning forward to let it fall and bending down to remove her panties.

The twin, cute melons swayed seductively as the girl leaned forward and they were released from their confinement. Jack was more than ready for her, but if he was going to risk his career, he wanted it to last.

“Come in here, Diana. Lie down on the bed!”

The girl looked to where he was pointing and saw the large, messy bed. Embarrassed by her nudity, she stumbled as she followed his instructions.

“No. On your back! Don’t cover yourself. Spread your legs!”

What a delicious piece. The girl’s apparent shyness contrasted erotically with her obedient response to his commands. At first, she had pulled a sheet over herself as she lay on her side, but quickly, submissively, she pushed the sheet back, rolled onto her back, and, without looking at him, slowly spread her legs. There was a faint growth of dark pubic hair shadowing her peaks and the cleft between her fleshy lips appeared between her open thighs.

“Play with yourself, Diana. Masturbate!”

“Sir? Oh, sir? Am I shy!” Her face turned scarlet as she looked up at the man standing over her by the bed. But she saw that he was serious and her hands floated between her legs. She was wet! Surprised by her own arousal, Diana dipped her fingers into the sensitive slit and found her clitoris.

“Who’s fucking you, Diana? Who are you thinking about?”

“N ... n ... nobody, sir. Just me.”

“Can’t you imagine a guy has his cock in your pretty little pussy, Diana? Who is he? Is he pushing it in far enough?”

The innocent girl was shocked by her teacher’s words. Did men talk like this when they were fucking girls? It was oddly exciting and as her fingers expertly rubbed her clit, she opened her legs wider. What would it be like when Mr. Allen was inside her there? She squirmed as the heat in her stomach increased and her breathing came in short bursts. With her eyes closed, she imagined that Mr. Allen was there, inside her.