Straight Male / 30
My Sexy Math Student.
I am 30 years old. I teach middle school (6th, 7th and 8th grade) math. Have been for some years. Every year there are girls that get crushes on their teachers. These come and go. Although I enjoy the attention, I have never acted or even considered anything inappropriate with the girls.
This year it is different. Becky is a beautiful little 13 year old 8th grade girl. Has long brown hair and black eyes. Cute smile.Braces. I have known for some time that she had a crush on me. Comes in early to class and lingers at the end of class, asks a lot of questions and always needs/asks for extra help. Sits in the front of the class. (I assigned seats alphabetically). Occasionally she makes faces at me. Some times she plays with a pencil or pen in her mouth, that seems to be erotic.
It's hard not to notice her with her subtle antics. She normally wears jeans but about once a week she wears a skirt. When she sits down, she pulls the skirt up a little and spreads her knees and I get a good view of her crotch. Every time she wears a skirt, she wears different brightly colored panties. I get erections when I see her panties. To keep the class from seeing it, I retreat behind the desk and teach from there. I try not to make eye contact with her when her panties are showing. When I do, she smiles and blushes which makes her look sexier. Recently, I noticed some of the kids giggling when I retreat behind the desk, making me think that they recognize the erection.
Last Thursday a week ago, Becky wore a skirt. When I looked to check on the color of her panties, she wasn't wearing any. She also was not wearing a bra, because I could see her tiny nipples poking through her blouse. I quickly retreated behind the desk, and tried to keep my mind on the lesson and avoided looking at Becky. (which I found difficult). Every time I thought I sneaked a peak at her,she'd smile and blush, and suck on her pencil while making in and out motions with it.
At the end of the class she lingered behind the rest of the kids. As she walked past my desk, she looked at me and said "you liked what you saw", blushed cherry red and before I could say anything she rushed out the door.
I am starting to worry about me and my reaction to this little girl. Last time when I was fucking my girlfriend, I fantasized that I was fucking Becky.
On Friday and Monday, Becky seemed subdued in class. She would not make eye contact with me. When the bell rang, she picked up her stuff and walked out of the classroom without any hesitation.
Tuesday, Valentines day was a bit different. I watched her come into the classroom. We made eye contact for a brief moment before she looked away. But I got that cute smile from her and her cheeks got rosy red.She wore a nice gray skirt with a pretty very light pink blouse. She sat at her desk modestly with her knees together. As the class progressed, she slowly slid forward in her seat pulled her skirt up a bit and spread her knees. Her panties were a pale shade of pink with little red hearts in a sunburst pattern. Every now and then she would slowly open and close her knees 2 or 3 times. Reminded me of a Monarch butterfly on a purple thistle flower slowly fanning his wings.
I couldn't help but look every time she moved her knees. She was watching me but every time I looked at her, she looked away, but I could see her blushing.
About 15 or 20 minutes before the end of the class, I noticed a spot in the crotch of Becky's panties. As I kept sneaking peeks at it, the spot grew slowly bigger. Suddenly I realized that she was getting wet. I got an instant erection. As my trousers started to tent, some of the kids snickered and giggled as I retreated behind the desk.
My brain went into overtime trying to figure how to deflect the class attention. I decided to give a "pop" quiz on the material I just covered in class. The class groaned and protested but I assigned 2 problems and gave them 10 minutes to do it. This gave me 10 quiet minutes to sit at my desk and watch Becky. I watched her struggle with the quiz. She chewed on the end of her pencil. Stroked it in and out of her mouth. When she tried to write, her hand trembled just so slightly. Every few minutes, she fanned her knees. I watched the wet spot grow larger. Every now and then she would look at me and quickly avert her eyes when she saw me looking.
When time expired, I called for the quizzes. After the quizzes were collected, I asked the class how they did. They didn't seem very positive, so I asked them if they wanted me to grade them or just throw them out. Consensus was to throw them out. As I dropped them into the trash can, the bell rang. As soon as everyone left the room, I practically sprinted to the faculty lounge rest room to relieve myself.
At the end of the day, I found Becky waiting for me at my car. She looked scared. I could see fear in her eyes. Her voice quaked when she asked me if I could take her home because she missed the bus. I told her to hop in.
After a few minutes of silence while I was collecting my thoughts as to what I should say to her, she blurted out, "did you like my valentine panties?".I told her I liked them very much. I told her that I thought she was very pretty and that I liked her. She finally smiled and asked me if I was mad at her. I told her no. She relaxed and sat back in the seat. She asked me if she could tell me something with out me getting mad. I told her that with as pretty as she is, I could never get mad at her.
She started talking. Told me a lot of things about herself. She said she had a crush on me all of the previous year and had been trying to get my attention. I asked her about her showing me her panties and pussy, and she blushed deep red, hesitated for a minute, asked me not to get mad at her. Then told me that she occasionally dreams about me and wakes up masturbating, fantasizing that it was me rubbing her. She wanted to share the experience with me. Since she knew or thought she knew that I went to jack off after the math class. She liked knowing that she was the cause of my discomfort, and in her mind this was a form of mutual masturbation.
When we got to her house,she again said that she was glad that I wasn't mad at her and leaned forward to give me kiss on the cheek. At this point,I crossed the student/teacher line. I did something I know I should not have done. I hugged her with my right arm, turned my head so we kissed on the lips and slid my left hand up her skirt and touched her moist panties. She gave an involuntary gasp and whispered that she liked that. We kissed again, while I rubbed her pussy. When we broke the kiss, she said "i love you" and then added "for not being mad at me" opened the door, jumped out, and happily skipped to the house like an innocent little girl without a care in the world.
Thursday she asked for a ride home again. I obliged. This time she invited me in to show me her room. It was a beautiful little girls room. Painted in light pink with white trim, and furnished with white furniture. A canopied platform bed made up with a luxurious comforter and several stuffed animals, a dresser, a make up table with mirror and a matching desk, a book case and an overstuffed chair with ottoman. She had a big pile neatly arranged stuffed animal. It was a child's room, made up for a fairy tale princess.
We sat on the edge of the bed. After a minute, she moved closer to me. We hugged and kissed. She learned quickly, moving from being an awkward kisser to somewhat aggressive. I pushed both my hands up under her shirt and fondled her little breasts until her pointed nipples stool up hard. I pulled her shirt off over her head, kissed and sucked on her nipples. She giggled and squirmed,and made happy noises.
I put a hand on her thigh, and slowly worked my way up to her crotch. I rubbed her clit through her panties. After a while her breathing changed and I felt her moistness through the panties. I moved my hand under the panties, rubbed her pussy and rolled her clit between my fingers. Then I found her little slit and gently pushed a finger into her. She gasped in surprise. I finger fucked her with my middle while massaging her clit with my thumb. It only took her afew minutes to reach an orgasm. She made happy noises and took very uick shallow breaths whle her body shook and trembled.
When her orgasm subsided, I moved her further up on the bed, flipped her skirt up, hooked my thumbs in the panty waist band and pulled them off her legs. I put my face between her thighs. They felt so soft and smooth.Her pussy had a sweet aroma.She pulled on my hair as I kissed and licked and sucked on her. I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her, tasting her juices. They were sweet like nectar. I was sucking on her clit and brushing it with my tongue when the big orgasm hit. She screamed, her body heaved,, she pulled my hair, clenched all her muscles, curling her toes, and trying to crush my head with her legs. She held on tightly.
We laid together until her orgasm subsided, then I moved up on her body and we kissed for a bit,then she dozed off in my arms. I let her sleep for abouthalf an hour then woke her up and told her is was getting close to 5 pm and that I should be going.
She got dressed, walked with me to the door,kissed me and whispered in my ear that she loved me and that it was a lot better than she had ever imagined.
Later that night, I received a text from Becky. Her parent were going out Friday. Having an early dinner, then meeting up with friends and going to a local casino. They didn't expect to be back before 1 am. She wanted me to come over after 5:30. Of course I said I would. I was so excited by the thought that I orgasmed in my pants.
I canceled my Friday date with my girlfriend without much of an explanation.
I could not concentrate on my classes all day. Time moved sooooooooo slowly, or so it seemed. 6th period finaly rolled around. Becky came into class. She was all smiles. Her eyes sparked. Her braces looked sexy. Every time I looked at her, she grinned and fanned her knees slowly, back and forth. Finally the school day was over. I went home, took a shower, and put on clean clothes. Finally the clock said it was after 5:00 and I could drive over to Becky's house.
Becky was dressed in a pink nightie, white panties, white socks and had pink ribbons in her hair. The nightie was not long enough to cover her panties. She looked so sexy. As soon as the door closed behind me, she jumped into my arms, hugged me around the neck and wrapped her legs around my waist pushing her crotch against my erection. She kissed me passionately, told me she loved me and that she was glad I came. She was afraid that I might not show up. After a minute or so, I set her down. She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, she pushed the door shut, turned around and we started kissing. I put my hands under her nightie and pulled it over her head. She was fumbling with my shirt but managed to get it off. I helped her undo my belt and pushed my trousers to the floor and stepped out of them. We stood there almost naked admiring each other. She in her panties and i in my shorts. There was no doubt in my mind that this little girl knew exactly what was going to happen tonight.
I hugged her close, started kissing on her as I walked her slowly backards to the bed. When the back of her legs were against the bed, I gently pushed her backwards onto the bed. She laid back on the bed, her butt on the edge of it, and her knees hanging over the edge.
I laid on top of her, kissing her on her lips, face, neck, and nibbled on her ear lobes. She giggled a bit and squirmed a bit and kissed me back. Slowly I worked my way from her head and neck down to her little breasts. I nibbled and sucked on her little pointed nipples until they stood up. As I worked my way down her stomach, I hooked my thumbs in her panties and pulled them off. I kissed, licked, nibbled,and sucked on her clit and drank her pussy juices until she orgasmed. I laid there with my face in her pussy, lapping at her juices until the orgasm subsided. Then I pulled off my shorts, sat on the floor, and proceeded to massage and kiss her feet and toes. Slowly I worked my way up her legs and thighs, finding every possible sensitive part of her body. When I got to her pussy, I gave it another quick oral treatment and gradually moved up her body. By the time I got past her breasts and to her face, my cock was probing her pussy looking for her slit.
She was so wet, my cock head easily slipped in. I pushed it in until I felt resistance.
I stopped but kept the pressure on it while I kissed her on the neck and sucked her ear lobe into my mouth. I bit on her ear lobe as I moved my hips forward. She screamed as I tore through her hymen. I kissed away severl large tears that were rolling down her cheeks as she bit her lip trying not to cry.
We laid there quietly for a minute as she got used to the foreign object inside of her. I could feel her vagina muscles tightening up and clamping down, getting a grip on my cock. She was so tight. Very slowly I started to move. My cock was not sliding in and out. As it moved, it was pulling her vaginal wall back and forth. After a while she also started moving in response to my motions. If I didn't over stroke (push in as far as I could)I could feel the tip of my penis on her cervix. It felt like a little suction cup on the tip of my cock head. The sensation on the cock head was so intense that I was afraid I would be premature, so I was pushing past the cervix.
As we continued to fuck, her breathing changed to short shallow breaths, she started whimpering and moaning. I increased the pace. She kept up with rhythm. As she kept getting closer to orgasm, she raise her legs and wrapped them around me, scratched and gouged my back with her fingernails.As her orgasm started, I felt her vagina wall clamp down harder. I gave her two more fast strokes, then pushed in until I could feel the suction cup of her cervix. Then I exploded. She screamed, cried, laughed, held onto me very tightly with her arms and legs. I could feel the undulting motion of her pussy milking my cock. It was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced. After the orgasms subsided, we just laid there for a few minutes. I tried pulling out, but her pussy was still clamped down on my cock. We rolled over on our side,I hugged her, pulled her close. I kissed her gently, as she oldme she loved me and we fell asleep in each others arms with my cock still inside of her.
We woke up at about 10 o'clock.The sheets were soggy with sweat, blood and bodily fluids.
We stripped them of the bed and put them in the washing machine. Then we went into the shower, washed each other, and played in the water until we ran out of hot water.
By this timethe wash cycle was over, and we put the sheets in the dryer. Then still naked we went into the kitchen to find something to eat.
She made a little fruit salad. Cherries, berries, gr**es, and orange slices, topped with yogurt.Several pieces of pastries and a glass of milk.I don't remember how long it has been since I last had milk. After we ate, she climbed into my lap,and we touched and kissed until the dryer buzzer went off telling us the sheets were dry.
We playfully made the bed. I started to reach for her and roll her into bed but all of a sudden she got series and said stop. So I stopped. She set her alram clock for midnight. Then she got two big bath towels and spread them on the bed, climbed into bed and said "I don't want to do the sheets again tonight" "Go". I reached for her, we rolled over the towels and automatically ended up in the right position with my cock at her pussy lips. I pushed into her and we fucked a second time. This time much slower and more deliberate. She kept telling me how much she loved me and needed me and wanted me to cum inside of her. I kept telling her how pretty and how good she was and that I also loved her. We orgasmed and fell asleep.
The alarm clock went off. We got up. She said that as much as she wanted me to stay the night, I had to leave before her parents came home. I got dressed. She walked me to the door, gave me a final hug and kiss and reminded me that she loved me.
I got home, I was euphoric, on cloud nine. I just had the best sex in my life and have fallen in love with a child. About 20 minutes later, my phone chimed. Becky textedmea picture of herself dressed in her pink nightie, white panties showing below it, white socks and pink ribbons in her hair. Just like she was when she greeted me earlier in the evening. There was a short note that she sent the picture so that I would have something to remember her by until the next time we saw each other.
I smile and went to bed. As I lay there I started thinking. As a teacher I have stepped way over the line. It bad enough to have sex with a 13 year old. Much worse when she's your student. I was still mulling the consequences when my phone chimed again. It was 1:30 am. Another text. She was still up when her mom and dad came home. They felt guilty about leaving her home alone. They were going to give her $40 and were going to drop her and her best friend off at the mall so she could buy something nice for herself.
She wanted to know if I could meet them at the food court at noon.
I found the girls at the food court. They were having a coke and waiting form me. Becky's friend started teasing me about the previous night and I wondered how much Becky actually told her. The girls wanted Chinese. I bough lunch and as we ate, Becky's friend asked what happens if Becky get pregnant. It's something I hadn't given any thought. I asked Becky, when was her last period. Her friend answered "it will be two weeks ago Sunday". I did some quick math. Sperm can live in the womb at least 3 days and under the right conditions up to 5 days. Becky could have live sperm in her up until Tuesday. If she was regular, on 28 day cycle she would be ovulating on Sunday. Shit! Young teens are not know for being regular. Their cycles vary by a few days. It struck me, that ecky might already be pregnant. If not then in the next couple of days.
Becky's friend teased me about it a bit. She told me that if Becky got pregnant we could get married. I told her that was not possible. It's not legal. Most probably, I would go to jail. She laughed and told me that the only way I could kep out of jail is by marrying Becky. The she showed me something on her phone that she found on the internet.
Evidently, with parental and/or judicial permission a girl as young as 12 can get married if she is pregnant or has given birth. Somebody has been doing their home work.
Our next stop was the mall drug store. I bought Becky the morning after pill. The instruction said "must be taken within 72 hour of sex". Becky promised me she would take it as soon as she got home.
We walked around the store, window shopping until we came to Kay's Jewelry store. The girls wanted to go in. The girls walked around looking at the display cases until they got to the diamond engagement rings. They started discussing which ones they liked. It was a slow day at the store. We were the only customers. The clerk came over and showed the girls various rings. They tried several different rings, deciding which ones they liked. I told them no way.
Then we went over to the earring case. Becky decided that she like a certain 1/4 carat round cut post mounted earrings. They were $900 but I bought them for her. Then we looked at cubic zirconium earrings. We found a pair for $35 that looked almost like the diamond ones. I bought them for Becky's friend. I gave the receipt for them to Beckyso that if anyone said anything about the earrings, she would tell them they were not real and have a receipt to prove it.
After that we walked around the mall and looked at things, waiting for Becky's mom to call when she was ready to pick them up. When Becky's phone rang, Becky told her mom that she had to go to the bathroom and would meet her at the front entrance as soon as she was done.
When Becky went to the bathroom, her friend stayed with me and said "you do know that she is not going to take the morning after pill". When I asked her why not, she told me Becky wants to get pregnant so I would marry her. She also told me her dad was a lawyer and would help us out if we needed it.
When I asked her why would he do that, she said that she would tell every body that he was having sex with her. When Becky came out of the bathroom, her friend stopped talking and the girls headed towards the front door.
About 5 minutes after I got home, my phone chimed. Text from Becky's friend. "I need to talk to you but not right now. Maybe sometime tomorrow. It's important". Fifteen minutes later my phone chimed again. It was Becky, "I miss you. I want you. Mom and dad will be out tomorrow afternoon. Can you come over? love you". Like a moth attracted to a hot lamp, I said yes to both girls.
I called my girl friend, told her I wasn't feeling well and would not be able to spend time with her tomorrow.
A little later my phone chimed again. Becky's friend. She texted that if Becky got pregnant, this February, she would only be three months pregnant when school let out for the summer. Nobody had to know she was pregnant.
Couple of minutes later my phone chimed. Becky's friend again. Asking if she could come over tomorrow afternoon to talk with me. Oh, and she is bringing her dad.
All of a sudden I feel trapped like a cornered animal. Trapped by two conniving 13 year old girls. I stepped over the line, I had sex with a minor, they now own me. God knows what my future will be like. But on the bright side, the sex was the best I ever had.
I am 30 years old. I teach middle school (6th, 7th and 8th grade) math. Have been for some years. Every year there are girls that get crushes on their teachers. These come and go. Although I enjoy the attention, I have never acted or even considered anything inappropriate with the girls.
This year it is different. Becky is a beautiful little 13 year old 8th grade girl. Has long brown hair and black eyes. Cute smile.Braces. I have known for some time that she had a crush on me. Comes in early to class and lingers at the end of class, asks a lot of questions and always needs/asks for extra help. Sits in the front of the class. (I assigned seats alphabetically). Occasionally she makes faces at me. Some times she plays with a pencil or pen in her mouth, that seems to be erotic.
It's hard not to notice her with her subtle antics. She normally wears jeans but about once a week she wears a skirt. When she sits down, she pulls the skirt up a little and spreads her knees and I get a good view of her crotch. Every time she wears a skirt, she wears different brightly colored panties. I get erections when I see her panties. To keep the class from seeing it, I retreat behind the desk and teach from there. I try not to make eye contact with her when her panties are showing. When I do, she smiles and blushes which makes her look sexier. Recently, I noticed some of the kids giggling when I retreat behind the desk, making me think that they recognize the erection.
Last Thursday a week ago, Becky wore a skirt. When I looked to check on the color of her panties, she wasn't wearing any. She also was not wearing a bra, because I could see her tiny nipples poking through her blouse. I quickly retreated behind the desk, and tried to keep my mind on the lesson and avoided looking at Becky. (which I found difficult). Every time I thought I sneaked a peak at her,she'd smile and blush, and suck on her pencil while making in and out motions with it.
At the end of the class she lingered behind the rest of the kids. As she walked past my desk, she looked at me and said "you liked what you saw", blushed cherry red and before I could say anything she rushed out the door.
I am starting to worry about me and my reaction to this little girl. Last time when I was fucking my girlfriend, I fantasized that I was fucking Becky.
On Friday and Monday, Becky seemed subdued in class. She would not make eye contact with me. When the bell rang, she picked up her stuff and walked out of the classroom without any hesitation.
Tuesday, Valentines day was a bit different. I watched her come into the classroom. We made eye contact for a brief moment before she looked away. But I got that cute smile from her and her cheeks got rosy red.She wore a nice gray skirt with a pretty very light pink blouse. She sat at her desk modestly with her knees together. As the class progressed, she slowly slid forward in her seat pulled her skirt up a bit and spread her knees. Her panties were a pale shade of pink with little red hearts in a sunburst pattern. Every now and then she would slowly open and close her knees 2 or 3 times. Reminded me of a Monarch butterfly on a purple thistle flower slowly fanning his wings.
I couldn't help but look every time she moved her knees. She was watching me but every time I looked at her, she looked away, but I could see her blushing.
About 15 or 20 minutes before the end of the class, I noticed a spot in the crotch of Becky's panties. As I kept sneaking peeks at it, the spot grew slowly bigger. Suddenly I realized that she was getting wet. I got an instant erection. As my trousers started to tent, some of the kids snickered and giggled as I retreated behind the desk.
My brain went into overtime trying to figure how to deflect the class attention. I decided to give a "pop" quiz on the material I just covered in class. The class groaned and protested but I assigned 2 problems and gave them 10 minutes to do it. This gave me 10 quiet minutes to sit at my desk and watch Becky. I watched her struggle with the quiz. She chewed on the end of her pencil. Stroked it in and out of her mouth. When she tried to write, her hand trembled just so slightly. Every few minutes, she fanned her knees. I watched the wet spot grow larger. Every now and then she would look at me and quickly avert her eyes when she saw me looking.
When time expired, I called for the quizzes. After the quizzes were collected, I asked the class how they did. They didn't seem very positive, so I asked them if they wanted me to grade them or just throw them out. Consensus was to throw them out. As I dropped them into the trash can, the bell rang. As soon as everyone left the room, I practically sprinted to the faculty lounge rest room to relieve myself.
At the end of the day, I found Becky waiting for me at my car. She looked scared. I could see fear in her eyes. Her voice quaked when she asked me if I could take her home because she missed the bus. I told her to hop in.
After a few minutes of silence while I was collecting my thoughts as to what I should say to her, she blurted out, "did you like my valentine panties?".I told her I liked them very much. I told her that I thought she was very pretty and that I liked her. She finally smiled and asked me if I was mad at her. I told her no. She relaxed and sat back in the seat. She asked me if she could tell me something with out me getting mad. I told her that with as pretty as she is, I could never get mad at her.
She started talking. Told me a lot of things about herself. She said she had a crush on me all of the previous year and had been trying to get my attention. I asked her about her showing me her panties and pussy, and she blushed deep red, hesitated for a minute, asked me not to get mad at her. Then told me that she occasionally dreams about me and wakes up masturbating, fantasizing that it was me rubbing her. She wanted to share the experience with me. Since she knew or thought she knew that I went to jack off after the math class. She liked knowing that she was the cause of my discomfort, and in her mind this was a form of mutual masturbation.
When we got to her house,she again said that she was glad that I wasn't mad at her and leaned forward to give me kiss on the cheek. At this point,I crossed the student/teacher line. I did something I know I should not have done. I hugged her with my right arm, turned my head so we kissed on the lips and slid my left hand up her skirt and touched her moist panties. She gave an involuntary gasp and whispered that she liked that. We kissed again, while I rubbed her pussy. When we broke the kiss, she said "i love you" and then added "for not being mad at me" opened the door, jumped out, and happily skipped to the house like an innocent little girl without a care in the world.
Thursday she asked for a ride home again. I obliged. This time she invited me in to show me her room. It was a beautiful little girls room. Painted in light pink with white trim, and furnished with white furniture. A canopied platform bed made up with a luxurious comforter and several stuffed animals, a dresser, a make up table with mirror and a matching desk, a book case and an overstuffed chair with ottoman. She had a big pile neatly arranged stuffed animal. It was a child's room, made up for a fairy tale princess.
We sat on the edge of the bed. After a minute, she moved closer to me. We hugged and kissed. She learned quickly, moving from being an awkward kisser to somewhat aggressive. I pushed both my hands up under her shirt and fondled her little breasts until her pointed nipples stool up hard. I pulled her shirt off over her head, kissed and sucked on her nipples. She giggled and squirmed,and made happy noises.
I put a hand on her thigh, and slowly worked my way up to her crotch. I rubbed her clit through her panties. After a while her breathing changed and I felt her moistness through the panties. I moved my hand under the panties, rubbed her pussy and rolled her clit between my fingers. Then I found her little slit and gently pushed a finger into her. She gasped in surprise. I finger fucked her with my middle while massaging her clit with my thumb. It only took her afew minutes to reach an orgasm. She made happy noises and took very uick shallow breaths whle her body shook and trembled.
When her orgasm subsided, I moved her further up on the bed, flipped her skirt up, hooked my thumbs in the panty waist band and pulled them off her legs. I put my face between her thighs. They felt so soft and smooth.Her pussy had a sweet aroma.She pulled on my hair as I kissed and licked and sucked on her. I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her, tasting her juices. They were sweet like nectar. I was sucking on her clit and brushing it with my tongue when the big orgasm hit. She screamed, her body heaved,, she pulled my hair, clenched all her muscles, curling her toes, and trying to crush my head with her legs. She held on tightly.
We laid together until her orgasm subsided, then I moved up on her body and we kissed for a bit,then she dozed off in my arms. I let her sleep for abouthalf an hour then woke her up and told her is was getting close to 5 pm and that I should be going.
She got dressed, walked with me to the door,kissed me and whispered in my ear that she loved me and that it was a lot better than she had ever imagined.
Later that night, I received a text from Becky. Her parent were going out Friday. Having an early dinner, then meeting up with friends and going to a local casino. They didn't expect to be back before 1 am. She wanted me to come over after 5:30. Of course I said I would. I was so excited by the thought that I orgasmed in my pants.
I canceled my Friday date with my girlfriend without much of an explanation.
I could not concentrate on my classes all day. Time moved sooooooooo slowly, or so it seemed. 6th period finaly rolled around. Becky came into class. She was all smiles. Her eyes sparked. Her braces looked sexy. Every time I looked at her, she grinned and fanned her knees slowly, back and forth. Finally the school day was over. I went home, took a shower, and put on clean clothes. Finally the clock said it was after 5:00 and I could drive over to Becky's house.
Becky was dressed in a pink nightie, white panties, white socks and had pink ribbons in her hair. The nightie was not long enough to cover her panties. She looked so sexy. As soon as the door closed behind me, she jumped into my arms, hugged me around the neck and wrapped her legs around my waist pushing her crotch against my erection. She kissed me passionately, told me she loved me and that she was glad I came. She was afraid that I might not show up. After a minute or so, I set her down. She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, she pushed the door shut, turned around and we started kissing. I put my hands under her nightie and pulled it over her head. She was fumbling with my shirt but managed to get it off. I helped her undo my belt and pushed my trousers to the floor and stepped out of them. We stood there almost naked admiring each other. She in her panties and i in my shorts. There was no doubt in my mind that this little girl knew exactly what was going to happen tonight.
I hugged her close, started kissing on her as I walked her slowly backards to the bed. When the back of her legs were against the bed, I gently pushed her backwards onto the bed. She laid back on the bed, her butt on the edge of it, and her knees hanging over the edge.
I laid on top of her, kissing her on her lips, face, neck, and nibbled on her ear lobes. She giggled a bit and squirmed a bit and kissed me back. Slowly I worked my way from her head and neck down to her little breasts. I nibbled and sucked on her little pointed nipples until they stood up. As I worked my way down her stomach, I hooked my thumbs in her panties and pulled them off. I kissed, licked, nibbled,and sucked on her clit and drank her pussy juices until she orgasmed. I laid there with my face in her pussy, lapping at her juices until the orgasm subsided. Then I pulled off my shorts, sat on the floor, and proceeded to massage and kiss her feet and toes. Slowly I worked my way up her legs and thighs, finding every possible sensitive part of her body. When I got to her pussy, I gave it another quick oral treatment and gradually moved up her body. By the time I got past her breasts and to her face, my cock was probing her pussy looking for her slit.
She was so wet, my cock head easily slipped in. I pushed it in until I felt resistance.
I stopped but kept the pressure on it while I kissed her on the neck and sucked her ear lobe into my mouth. I bit on her ear lobe as I moved my hips forward. She screamed as I tore through her hymen. I kissed away severl large tears that were rolling down her cheeks as she bit her lip trying not to cry.
We laid there quietly for a minute as she got used to the foreign object inside of her. I could feel her vagina muscles tightening up and clamping down, getting a grip on my cock. She was so tight. Very slowly I started to move. My cock was not sliding in and out. As it moved, it was pulling her vaginal wall back and forth. After a while she also started moving in response to my motions. If I didn't over stroke (push in as far as I could)I could feel the tip of my penis on her cervix. It felt like a little suction cup on the tip of my cock head. The sensation on the cock head was so intense that I was afraid I would be premature, so I was pushing past the cervix.
As we continued to fuck, her breathing changed to short shallow breaths, she started whimpering and moaning. I increased the pace. She kept up with rhythm. As she kept getting closer to orgasm, she raise her legs and wrapped them around me, scratched and gouged my back with her fingernails.As her orgasm started, I felt her vagina wall clamp down harder. I gave her two more fast strokes, then pushed in until I could feel the suction cup of her cervix. Then I exploded. She screamed, cried, laughed, held onto me very tightly with her arms and legs. I could feel the undulting motion of her pussy milking my cock. It was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced. After the orgasms subsided, we just laid there for a few minutes. I tried pulling out, but her pussy was still clamped down on my cock. We rolled over on our side,I hugged her, pulled her close. I kissed her gently, as she oldme she loved me and we fell asleep in each others arms with my cock still inside of her.
We woke up at about 10 o'clock.The sheets were soggy with sweat, blood and bodily fluids.
We stripped them of the bed and put them in the washing machine. Then we went into the shower, washed each other, and played in the water until we ran out of hot water.
By this timethe wash cycle was over, and we put the sheets in the dryer. Then still naked we went into the kitchen to find something to eat.
She made a little fruit salad. Cherries, berries, gr**es, and orange slices, topped with yogurt.Several pieces of pastries and a glass of milk.I don't remember how long it has been since I last had milk. After we ate, she climbed into my lap,and we touched and kissed until the dryer buzzer went off telling us the sheets were dry.
We playfully made the bed. I started to reach for her and roll her into bed but all of a sudden she got series and said stop. So I stopped. She set her alram clock for midnight. Then she got two big bath towels and spread them on the bed, climbed into bed and said "I don't want to do the sheets again tonight" "Go". I reached for her, we rolled over the towels and automatically ended up in the right position with my cock at her pussy lips. I pushed into her and we fucked a second time. This time much slower and more deliberate. She kept telling me how much she loved me and needed me and wanted me to cum inside of her. I kept telling her how pretty and how good she was and that I also loved her. We orgasmed and fell asleep.
The alarm clock went off. We got up. She said that as much as she wanted me to stay the night, I had to leave before her parents came home. I got dressed. She walked me to the door, gave me a final hug and kiss and reminded me that she loved me.
I got home, I was euphoric, on cloud nine. I just had the best sex in my life and have fallen in love with a child. About 20 minutes later, my phone chimed. Becky textedmea picture of herself dressed in her pink nightie, white panties showing below it, white socks and pink ribbons in her hair. Just like she was when she greeted me earlier in the evening. There was a short note that she sent the picture so that I would have something to remember her by until the next time we saw each other.
I smile and went to bed. As I lay there I started thinking. As a teacher I have stepped way over the line. It bad enough to have sex with a 13 year old. Much worse when she's your student. I was still mulling the consequences when my phone chimed again. It was 1:30 am. Another text. She was still up when her mom and dad came home. They felt guilty about leaving her home alone. They were going to give her $40 and were going to drop her and her best friend off at the mall so she could buy something nice for herself.
She wanted to know if I could meet them at the food court at noon.
I found the girls at the food court. They were having a coke and waiting form me. Becky's friend started teasing me about the previous night and I wondered how much Becky actually told her. The girls wanted Chinese. I bough lunch and as we ate, Becky's friend asked what happens if Becky get pregnant. It's something I hadn't given any thought. I asked Becky, when was her last period. Her friend answered "it will be two weeks ago Sunday". I did some quick math. Sperm can live in the womb at least 3 days and under the right conditions up to 5 days. Becky could have live sperm in her up until Tuesday. If she was regular, on 28 day cycle she would be ovulating on Sunday. Shit! Young teens are not know for being regular. Their cycles vary by a few days. It struck me, that ecky might already be pregnant. If not then in the next couple of days.
Becky's friend teased me about it a bit. She told me that if Becky got pregnant we could get married. I told her that was not possible. It's not legal. Most probably, I would go to jail. She laughed and told me that the only way I could kep out of jail is by marrying Becky. The she showed me something on her phone that she found on the internet.
Evidently, with parental and/or judicial permission a girl as young as 12 can get married if she is pregnant or has given birth. Somebody has been doing their home work.
Our next stop was the mall drug store. I bought Becky the morning after pill. The instruction said "must be taken within 72 hour of sex". Becky promised me she would take it as soon as she got home.
We walked around the store, window shopping until we came to Kay's Jewelry store. The girls wanted to go in. The girls walked around looking at the display cases until they got to the diamond engagement rings. They started discussing which ones they liked. It was a slow day at the store. We were the only customers. The clerk came over and showed the girls various rings. They tried several different rings, deciding which ones they liked. I told them no way.
Then we went over to the earring case. Becky decided that she like a certain 1/4 carat round cut post mounted earrings. They were $900 but I bought them for her. Then we looked at cubic zirconium earrings. We found a pair for $35 that looked almost like the diamond ones. I bought them for Becky's friend. I gave the receipt for them to Beckyso that if anyone said anything about the earrings, she would tell them they were not real and have a receipt to prove it.
After that we walked around the mall and looked at things, waiting for Becky's mom to call when she was ready to pick them up. When Becky's phone rang, Becky told her mom that she had to go to the bathroom and would meet her at the front entrance as soon as she was done.
When Becky went to the bathroom, her friend stayed with me and said "you do know that she is not going to take the morning after pill". When I asked her why not, she told me Becky wants to get pregnant so I would marry her. She also told me her dad was a lawyer and would help us out if we needed it.
When I asked her why would he do that, she said that she would tell every body that he was having sex with her. When Becky came out of the bathroom, her friend stopped talking and the girls headed towards the front door.
About 5 minutes after I got home, my phone chimed. Text from Becky's friend. "I need to talk to you but not right now. Maybe sometime tomorrow. It's important". Fifteen minutes later my phone chimed again. It was Becky, "I miss you. I want you. Mom and dad will be out tomorrow afternoon. Can you come over? love you". Like a moth attracted to a hot lamp, I said yes to both girls.
I called my girl friend, told her I wasn't feeling well and would not be able to spend time with her tomorrow.
A little later my phone chimed again. Becky's friend. She texted that if Becky got pregnant, this February, she would only be three months pregnant when school let out for the summer. Nobody had to know she was pregnant.
Couple of minutes later my phone chimed. Becky's friend again. Asking if she could come over tomorrow afternoon to talk with me. Oh, and she is bringing her dad.
All of a sudden I feel trapped like a cornered animal. Trapped by two conniving 13 year old girls. I stepped over the line, I had sex with a minor, they now own me. God knows what my future will be like. But on the bright side, the sex was the best I ever had.
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