Detention Pt. 02

Ever since I'd sucked off Mr. Stinson's cock, I was hungry for more. His cock was a beauty to suck on, big and hard, he'd filled my mouth with his male cream, and the idea of that hard pole of horny male flesh penetrating me, driving in right to the balls, made my panties wet. Before every math class, I'd need a tampon to soak up all the juices I was churning with, creaming my jeans while in class, oh yeah, get a huge wet spot, fuck, would my classmates ever give me a hard time about that!

Today was no different, daydreaming about holding that stiff prick, bathing it with my hot mouth, then the jarring thrust as he pulled out and rammed it into my creamy horny cunt, oh yeah, fuck, I needed it, wanted it so much.

Mr. Stinson was going up and down the rows of our desks, passing back our math tests. He slipped my test back to me, and there was a small note on top. I looked at it, read the note, and my heart started thumping. It read:

"Miss Bailor, please report to class after the final bell rings. This is NOT a request."

I could feel my pussy throbbing, oh fuck, he'd hit one of my weak spots. Being ordered to do something turned me on like crazy. I didn't need some new age boy, fumbling around, asking a million questions, acting like fucking was supposed to be a consensus. I wanted to be told what to do, ordered to take that cock, and let the man, a REAL man, lead the way.

With Math being my second last class of the day, I was counting the seconds in my last class of the day until the final bell rang. I dawdled, went to the girl's restroom, and slipped out my tampon, it was soaked. Hoping that I would soon have a hard, solid, flesh and blood replacement sliding into me soon, I eased open the door, the hallway was deserted. I quickly made my way to Mr. Stinson's classroom. I entered, seeing that he had closed all the blinds, I closed the door behind me, locking it. Mr. Stinson grinned at me.

"Miss Bailor, now that you are here, we can begin. Get over here, strip your ass naked, then put your hands behind your neck, clasp them together, lift your arms up to shoulder height, and hold them there until I tell you otherwise."

He was using the teacher in command voice, I could feel my juices start up again, the lust was prickling at my tight pink walls so delightfully. I stripped quickly, my pussy was seething with need. Lacing my fingers together behind my neck, I could feel my boobs stretch a bit as I lifted my elbows up to shoulder height. My 18-year-old body was bared, and ready for him to use.

He had a smile, it looked like he knew very well that I had a large submissive streak, and he was looking forward to taking full advantage of it.

His eyes devoured me, his hands slid up, and he ran his fingers through my long russet color hair, his blue, piercing eyes gazing into my hazel ones. Mr. Stinson's hands and eyes combined, sliding down over my full, red lips, down the curve of my chin, eyes, and hands going lower, his eyes locked onto my 34C chest. Having my arms behind my neck had helped to thrust my chest out to him, my nipples were stiff, hard as bullets, displaying how fully turned on I was. He cupped my boobs, sliding his hands around them, he stroked and toyed with my nipples, twisting them slightly, then tugging at them, making surges of pleasure rush to my pussy. My soft moans made him smile.

When he pulled his left hand back, his right hand slid down my body, over the plane of my stomach. sliding over my clean, well-waxed mound, fingers questing lower until he found what he was reaching for. My eyes flared, and I let out a long, drawn-out AHHHHHHH of pleasure as I felt his fingers sliding over my lips, three fingers poised, then thrusting into my wet, soaking pink folds. I gasped, the stretch of my tight hole opening up around the plunge of his fingers felt so good. His fingers started to pump in and out, slowly, then with increasing rapidity.

"Take it, baby, gonna finger fuck your tight cunt, get you all ready, then I'm gonna ram my cock into your tight fuck hole, and you're gonna love being fucked, my cock is going to make you cum like an overheated little slut."

I growled, hearing him tell me what he was gonna do to me, made my lust burn like crazy. Having been ordered to keep my hands behind my neck, letting him do as he pleased, was making me crazy with lust. No "would you like," or "do you want to" bullshit. Ordering me to submit to his toying with my body, telling me what he was gonna do to me and that I was gonna love it, I was quickly becoming the overheated little slut that he said I was.

"Oh yeah, you really are an overheated little slut, your juices are gushing, baby."

I growled, "Oh fuck, make me cum, make me cum Mr. Stinson."

He grinned, and said, "Tell me what you are, and ask nicely."

He pulled his fingers out of my wet soaking hole, I groaned with the loss of sensation, I wanted them back inside me!

"Oh yeah, give it to me, I'm your overheated little slut, I need your fingers back inside my fuck-hole! Finger fuck my cunt, make me cum, then ram your big prick deep inside me, make me cum again, make me your hot submissive live fuck doll!"

I squealed with pleasure as he rammed the three fingers back inside me, and then the thumb of his other hand reached down, and start tweaking at my clit. My pussy starting throbbing, I squealed as I felt my pussy clamp tighter around Mr. Stinson's plunging fingers.

Tumbling into orgasm, I grunted, "Yes, yes, FUCK YES!"

My voice rose up to shout, as I felt the blissful waves of orgasm hit me, I couldn't keep my hands behind my neck, I threw them around Mr. Stinson, holding on tight as my body shook crazily, he held me as I rode my orgasm, I didn't trust my legs to support me.

My lust and my submissive side took over, and I growled, "Oh fuck, I need it, fuck me, fuck my burning cunt! Let me have it, slam my pussy, fuck me, fuck my fiery fuck-hole, fuck my overheated cunt, fuck my brains out!!"

His cock was swollen, rock hard, and he pushed me back gently. I felt my ass pressed against the side of his desk, and I spread myself over his desk, looking up, my face full of uncontrolled lust, I existed for nothing more than to get fucked hard. I felt the press of his dick, then the hard knob shoving aside my pussy lips, I growled with wordless pleasure as I was penetrated, urging him on until I was fully impaled, I was wonderfully stuffed as I felt his balls smack against my ass.

"Oh yes, that feels so good! Now put my legs over your shoulders, and fuck my cunt hard! Ram my cunt, I want your load up my burning cunt! Fuck me, and shoot your hot spunk up my burning fuck-hole!" I gasped.

I watched through lust-filled eyes as he did so, hoisting my legs over his shoulders. My ass was hanging off the edge of his desk, he grabbed my ass cheeks, cupping them in his strong hands, and started lifting my hips in rhythm to the plunges of his steel hard cock into my burning cunt. Oh fuck, this is what I've needed, a mature man, taking me like a horny little slut, as he slammed his eager cock in and out, in and out of my needy, greedy cunt. Each in thrust he buried his cock right up to the balls. My juices were pouring out with each plunge, running down the natural channel, coating my tight ass hole with juices, making it twitch. I was panting and gasping, tossing my head from side to side as I writhed beneath him.

"Yes, keep fucking me! I'm so close, I need to cum, and I'm so close! I can feel your big cock throbbing, let it go, I'm your live fuck doll and I want you to flood my pussy!"

I felt one of his fingers trailing along the cleave of my ass cheeks, then rubbing me right there, right against the tight pucker of my ass hole. My body jumped, ramming up against his plunging cock, the sensation as he slipped in, pushing through the muscles, and entering slowly, shoved me into orgasm. I was cumming, cumming so hard as his finger probed my virgin ass hole, my pussy was throbbing, squirting crazily, I could hear the dull splatter of my juices hitting the floor, I squealed as I felt my pussy clamp even tighter around Mr. Stinson's plunging cock.

Mr. Stinson growled, "Oh fuck, so tight, oh yeah, gonna fill your tight teen cunt baby, oh fuck, cumming, YEAH, FUCK!"

I could feel the throbs of orgasm racing through my cunt, his hands gripping my ass, his finger pushing in and out of my asshole. Pinned to the desk by his cock, the feel of him using my tight little fuck hole, and finger fucking my formerly untouched ass hole, for his carnal pleasure, just made me cum again, and again. He thrust one last time, going as deep as possible, his cock bloated, and rammed past my cervix, pulling another orgasm from my body as his prick let go, thick hot ropes gushing straight into my womb. I could feel the heat of his load coating my womb with his thick load of spunk, his cock throbbed, pulsed, and he used my cunt like the horny little fuck hole it was, my womb eagerly accepting the massive load I felt being deposited deep inside my willing body.

After a minute he pulled his cock out, his eyes glittering he ordered, "Miss Bailor, on your knees and clean up my cock!"

I scrambled into position, his cock was half-hard, and I licked eagerly at all the mixture of his cum and my cream coating his shaft. His cock stopped shrinking, and I was eager to bring him back up, so he could fuck whatever hole he wanted. I wrapped my lips around his cock, and swallowed him down, taking him right to the balls. I heard him growl with pleasure. His cock eagerly grew back, and I kept my lips tight around him, letting my hot, wet mouth service him, another fuck-hole for him to plunder. I kept it up, my jaw was starting to ache, but I wasn't going to let him go until he exploded.

"Miss Bailor, play with your wet little pussy, I want you to cum while you are sucking me off, do it."

I had my hands down in a flash, moaning around his big cock as I slammed three fingers up my creaming hole, and ran my other fingers around my pussy lips. I could feel my orgasm, building quickly as Mr. Stinson moaned and growled, taking my head and fucking my face. I felt his cock head slide down my throat, pulling back, then down my throat again. I felt the throbbing of his cock, I felt huge globs of just deposited spunk gushing out of my pussy, mixed with the juices of my uncontrolled lust splattering into a growing puddle on the floor, and my orgasm overtook me, my mouth tightened down, turning it into the ultimate gripping receptacle for the load I was hungry for. I felt a pulse shoot through his cock, a stream was fired straight down my throat, he pulled back, grunting with pleasure, and two streams spewed all over my tongue. The taste made me shiver with pleasure, as my orgasm washed over me in waves, my mouth sucking greedily, wanting every last drop from his cock, keeping him in until I was sure every drop was where it should be, sliding down my throat.

"Miss Bailor, stand up."

That teacher in command voice brought me to my feet, and I quickly returned my hands back behind my neck. He smiled.

"You're quite the submissive little slut, aren't you?"

No need to play coy, I was, and I said, "I'm your submissive little slut, Mr. Stinson."

"I want you to be at my house on Saturday at 1 PM, and we are going to explore your submissive desires, Kimberly."

I looked up, startled, at the sound of my first name being used, he grinned and said, "Since we are going to get to know each other much more intimately, let's dispense with the formal titles. My first name is Carl."

"Carl, Carl, I like that, I will love being the submissive little slut for you, Carl."

Soon, I was on my way home. I knew, without a doubt, what I was now, and I looked forward to Carl taking me to new heights.