Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Daria and Mr Tait.

I know it is still Wednesday somewhere in the world and so I am sharing with you my contribution for Wanton Wednesday. I am sad to report that this is the second last Wanton Wednesday for the time being but don't worry I will keep on posting and may find another sexy weekly prompt to join. 


This story is a little scenario that was sent to me by Bob for me to write up to add to his 'spank bank' I hope that you enjoy this one a lot Bob!



"Hey baby." Daria leaned down and kissed her boyfriend on the lips.

"How was school?" Nathan asked as he eyed the hemline of her short plaid skirt.

"Oh you know the usual," Daria opened the fridge and rummaged around looking for something to eat. "Where is all your good food in here?"

"Nathan's lips twitched as she bent forward searching the lower shelves, "I think that there are apples in the crisper."

Obligingly Daria bent further down searching for a snack. Nathan was rewarded with a peek of pink lace underneath her skirt. He leaned back in his chair to ease the pressure he felt in his pants. Daria secured some fruit and turned to the bench to pour herself some milk.

"Make sure you put that back when you have finished," he reminded her as she took a drink from her glass.

"Gees," she rolled her eyes theatrically at him. "If I wanted to get nagged I would have gone home instead of coming here." She opened the fridge and replaced the milk, on the bottom shelf. There was a longer glimpse of panties. After she closed the fridge Daria collected her snack and her drink and sat down at the table opposite him. Nathan closed his book and looked at her calmly. Daria glanced casually at the document sitting beside his elbow. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed her name on the top. She wasn't sure but it looked like a school report. She couldn't stop herself from running an eye down the page. About halfway down an A was circled in red.

Nathan's eyes didn't leave her face as she forced herself to look back at him. They sat in silence as she slowly ate her apple and drank her milk. Their eyes remained locked. His were watching, waiting expectant. Hers boring into him with that cool, casual "I don't give a fuck" look that her teachers found infuriating and sometimes referred to as insolent.

"So," he finally broke the silence. "What are your plans for this afternoon?"

Daria shrugged, "Not much. Mum is at work until six, Dad will be home sometime after that probably. I have this History assignment on the Effects of the Cold War on the Balkan States or some crap like that."

"You don't need to do any Biology revision?" Nathan studied her with a raised eyebrow.

Daria didn't miss a beat, "No."

"I mean you wouldn't want to lose that A that you suddenly seemed to have pulled out of that pretty little butt of yours." He pressed her a little harder.

Daria regarded him with an arched eyebrow. "Well there you go." She seemed to say to herself.

"Do you have anything you want to tell me?" Nathan looked at her sternly.

"No." Daria's poker face was impressive to say the least.

Nathan reached beneath the table and carefully placed a cane in front of him. The air in the room crackled with tension and a familiar glint came into Daria's eyes.

"Are you sure." Nathan rolled the cane back and forth with his hand while he looked at her across the table.

"No I'm good." Daria studied her fingernails as if she were considering if she were due for a manicure.

"Come here," Nathan's voice was soft and slightly menacing.

He noticed a tiny flicker of concern cross Daria's face as she stood and walked over to stand in front of him. Without a word he patted his knee. Obediently she lowered herself and lay across his lap with her young firm bottom pointing up towards his face.

Nathan slipped his finger into the waistband of her panties and eased them down over the firm round buttocks. He took in the faint tan line of the g string she wore when she sunbathed next to the pool of her house, distracting himself for a moment from the firm roundness of her ass. Her panties fell around her ankles. A slight smell of her arousal reached his nostrils and he notice a glistening line of wetness on them.

Calmly he focussed his full attention on her firm round bottom. Tenderly he touched her placed his hand on her cupping her cheek in his palm.

"Are you sure there wasn't anything?" He struggled to keep the tremor of excitement from his voice.

"Maybe." Her voice sounded tiny coming from next to his feet.

"And what would that be?" he continued to ask kindly as his hand gripped the cane firmly and drew it down her back.

"I sucked Mr Johnson's cock," he could barely hear her. "Please don't hurt me," she begged.

There was a whistle and a sharp crack as the cane struck her smooth young skin.

"Who said you could do that?" the menace was beck in his voice as he raised his arm again.

"No one." Daria's voice quavered with tears.

"Well you know what happens to naughty girls who don't ask before they go out to play." Nathan struck her sharply beneath the first mark.

"Yes."

The room filled with the sound of the cane striking Daria across the buttocks and thighs. At the start she whimpered and moaned with each blow although she struggled to stay silent. After a couple of minutes she relaxed against him and the smell of her arousal grew a little stronger. Nathan gripped her firmly with his free hand, struggling against the temptation to dip his fingers into the sweet place between her legs that he knew would be slick with her arousal.

When her buttocks were glowing red from his punishment he carefully placed the cane on the table and gently stroked her buttocks feeling the heat from them. Daria hung over his lap sobbing quietly. As if he were handling a piece of fine china Nathan lifted her up and helped her to kneel in front of him. She looked down at his feet as he unzipped his pants and eased his cock out into full view.

"I am sorry," she said quietly still looking at his feet.

"Tell me," Nathan slid back in his chair a little and gripped his throbbing cock with one hand, smearing a bead of precum over the head with his thumb. "Did you like sucking Mr Johnson's cock?"

Daria looked up at him with wide brown eyes stained red from crying. "Yes." She said softly.

"Did you take all of him into your mouth?" Daria stared at Nathan's hand moving slowly up and down his aching throbbing cock. Her lips parted slightly as his thumb smeared more pre-cum over the smooth head."

"Yes," She couldn't take her eyes off his cock. Unconsciously her tongue touched her lips as she leaned forward slightly.

"Show me." Nathan removed his hand and sat back.

Daria raised her eyes up to look at him as she opened her full red lips wide and sank them fully down his shaft. Nathan placed his hand on the back of her head and pressed her gently down onto him. Her body spasmed as she gagged on his cock. Nathan moaned softly twisting his fingers into her hair. He pulled her head off his cock and held her so that she looked up at him.

"Did he cum in your mouth?" Nathan asked softly.

"Uh-huh," Daria nodded slightly.

"And did you swallow it all?"

"Uh-huh."

Nathan pressed her head back onto his swollen throbbing cock. She moaned as she sank her lips down over him. He felt himself ready to burst as the thought of her kneeling in the office of her teacher sucking his cock as he stood in front of her.

As if she sensed his feelings she increased the speed of her strokes and the pressure of her mouth against him, sucking greedily craving the taste of him in her mouth. Nathan moaned in pleasure and slid further down in the chair.

"Get ready," He whispered urgently.

Daria sucked harder moaning softly in her excitement. Nathan held back as long as he could before he emptied himself into her mouth with a long groan. He watched her swallowing his cum as his cock pulsed into her. A dribble of white leaked from the corner of her mouth and ran down her chin. She held him in her mouth as he relaxed, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm before she opened her lips slightly and let his softening cock slide out of her mouth. A dribble of cum stretched from her lips to the tip of his cock.

Afterwards she stood at the table reading the report card smiling to herself. Nathan came and stood beside her. He reached under her skirt and slipped his finger into her panties, stroking the silky wetness of her cunt.

"So are you gonna give me an A next term?" she looked up at him innocently.

He smiled and slipped two fingers into her warm wet opening. "That depends."

Her breath caught in her throat as he fucked her with his fingers. "On what?" she asked.

"Next time you decide you want another cock to suck leave it up to me to arrange." He stroked her face gently. "I need to see every mouthful of cum that you swallow."  He thrust his fingers into her harder and harder. The juice from her cunt covered his hand and soaked her panties. She gripped the table as her knees weakened.

He held her against him and slipped his hand inside her shirt to tweak her nipple between his finger and thumb. She moaned and writhed against him as the orgasm tore through her. "Is it a deal?" he whispered in her ear.

Daria leaned against the table gasping as he withdrew his fingers from her panties and held them against her lips. Hungrily she licked her juice from his fingers. "Yes." She whispered. She looked up at him, "I need your cock inside me." She whispered hungrily.

He smiled and patted her round ass under her plaid uniform skirt. "You need to go home and finish your assignment. I can't give you a mark for it if you don't complete it." He hugged her against him so that she could feel his erection growing again.

"Yes sir." She spoke obediently.

"I will see you in my office at lunchtime tomorrow." Nathan became business like. "Make sure you wear some new white panties. I believe that Mr Johnson loves the sight of white panties as he is getting his cock sucked.

Daria ducked her head as she picked up her school bag and headed for the door. "Yes Mr Tait." With that she turned and walked out of the door.  

2 comments:

  1. It's still Wednesday here, though even if it wasn't this would still be a wonderfully wanton story!

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  2. Still Wednesday here... and quite the wanton story! ;)

    ~Kazi xxx

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