My Dad Was Worried About Rhe Wrong Guy

When I was around 13, just starting high-school, I met my first real boyfriend. My dad never allowed me to date so I kept him a secret. I was an awkward girl in a goth stage and full of teen angst and new hormones lol. I still am I guess. But anyway, this boy taught me how to kiss and I got felt up for the time. My chest was coming nicely, I had small perky bs and I was really proud of them. I usually wore low cut tops (as low as I could get away with at school, which you'd be surprised how low that actually was) to show them off. I realized at a point that I didn't even need a bra. Since I was in that goth kid phase, I would wear school girl skirts as some outfits or shortish shirts with corset tops thinking I was edgy. 8n reality I look back at those photos and wonder how my mom and dad let me out of the house looking like a teenage slut. I could go on about how my bf at the time wanted to fuck me and I denied him over and over again, but its not so fun. My dad caught me making out with him on my walk home from school and tried to ban me from seeing him. Little did my dad know that the boy I was seeing wasn't a threat, my science teacher was. I mentioned that I sometimes wouldn't wear a bra, and I know it would catch some of the boys attention, but I didn't know that it also caught the attention of the male teachers. I was young and dumb and didn't know older men could be into me. He would pick on me alot and try to dress code me for my skirts and stuff, but I was always within the rules, which seemed to bother him. One day in particular
I was wearing one of my many school girl skirts (this one was plaid patterned in black grey and purple) with a black v neck shirt that was honestly pretty tight. He had tried to code me for the skirt before and I knew he was annoyed couldn't do anything about my outfit that day. I did my work as usual and when the bell rang he asked to me stay after class. I thought he was going to yell at me for my clothes again but when everyone left he shut the door to his classroom. He had an empty class after mine so he didn't hesitate to keep me after. He looked me up and down and said my skirt was too short. I said it wasn't and did the finger tip test. He told me to bend over. I was confused and said no. He told ne again, but with more authority and I didn't know what to do. So I did. I bent over and he got a good look down my shirt at my braless chest. I could feel my nippers getting hard for some reason. He told me I was dumb and told me to turn around and bend over. So I did. My 13 year old ass was on display for him. My panties were black that day I think. They matched my shoes (vans) . He walked over to me and lifted my skirt slightly and said "I can see your ass. It's too * smack! * short * smack!* . He literally bare hand spanked me. My pussy started to tingle and I was getting nervous. I stood up and looked at him. He was much taller than me. Seemingly innocent white guy, he has a wife, two kids, goes to church. Wore glasses. Brown hair. Polo shirt and khakis everyday, and he was smacking my ass. As I looked up at him he pulled my top away from my body and looked down. He asked my why my nipped were hard. I remember not answering and him laughing and told me I mist love the attention. He pulled me close to him and his hand went under my skirt and his thumb ran down my slit over my panties. He mentioned that I was feeling very hot and wet down there. I was told to sit on a desk top and spread my legs. So I did. He pulled my shirt off and my naked tits were on full display for him. There I was nervous af not knowing what was going on but I was feeling excited in my pussy. I noticed the buldge in his pants and tried not to stare. He unzipped and pulled out his cock. It was pretty average. But to me at the time it was huge. He walked up and hit my nose with it and me to suck it. I opened my mouth and did. It didnt take long for him to cum. He finished in my mouth and tossed me my top,gave a note for my class that I was late too, and that was that.