Tag Archives: nude

Elliots New Job – Sex Story


Elliots New Job Part one Authors notes: This story is a work of fiction, any similarities to any actual person or situation is purely coincidental. Additionally this is a Furry story, so if your not into furries this story isn’t for you. This story was written for a friend of mine and is based off of a character of his. Please rate and reply to this story, the more your reply the more he’ll like it. Thank you and let the fun begin… Elliot was an 18 year old skunk/bunny hybrid who had just finished high school and was getting ready to start collage. He was short for his age only standing at 5 foot even, and had a somewhat girly frame. He had pitch black fur with pink stripes running down his body, his eyes were a soft pink only adding to his feminine features. He was mostly a skunk except for his long floppy ears Elliot had recently moved to a new apartment a few blocks from his university and was excited to start. The only issue was that all the money he had saved up was slowly running out. Even with his scholarship and student grants, he needed to get a part time job and soon. Classes didn’t start for another 2 weeks so he figured he’d spend that time job searching, little did he know that this search would lead him to a whole new world for him. The first few days were uneventful as he spent most of his time reading his course books or searching through the classified section of craigslist trying ot find a part time job. Sadly since he did not own a car most of the jobs …
he had found would be to difficult to get to so he had to ignore quite a few adds. He kept having to buy more supplies for school so he was slowly starting to get desperate for a job. Then he found a post that seemed to fit his needs, “Cleaning boy needed $12/Hr 20-40+ hrs/week.” Elliot wasn’t above doing a bit of cleaning especially when it paid so well, so he opened the add and read through it. It seemed to be for a gym of some sort that was just down the street from him. It was called “Hot Steam GYM and Bathhouse.” he thought it was kind of odd that they made it very clear that they were looking for men only, but hey a job is a job. Elliot replied to the add explaining he was interested in the job. To his surprise he got a response fairly quickly, his phone buzzing only 5 minutes later with the email. He quickly opened the email and read it; “Dear Elliot, My Name is Alex, I own and run Hot Steam GYM and Bathhouse. We are looking for a young man who could start ASAP, as in we would be happy to have you start tomorrow if youd like…” The email went on about telling him to wear comfortable clothing and be at the GYM by 12PM the next day. Elliot smiled, this had gone a lot easier then he had hoped. It seemed do that they didn’t do an interview with him first, but hey at least he had a job now. That night Elliot splurged a bit and ordered chinese food for dinner. He spent the rest of the night in front of the boob tube watching his favorite show. The next morning he got up, showered, and got ready for his new job. He wore a comfortable pair of black jeans and a gray t-shirt. He felt a little bit nervous about starting his new job, but he figured it couldn’t be all to bad and the pay was really nice if it was. He left his house about half an hour early to make sure he got there on time. He ended up showing up 10 minutes early but waited outside the building. The gym seemed to be fairly small, and was tucked away down a side street. Elliot wondered if they got much service here since the neighborhood seemed a bit run down and grimy. He looked at the open hours and the GYM was open from 1PM-2AM. That seemed like odd hours, but hey maybe it was for people that worked late. Atnoon a big black SUV pulled into the parking lot, and a big white stallion stepped out. He was much taller then Elliot standing at 6”2′ tall. He had long naturally blond hair and emerald green eyes. As the horse stepped closer to Elliot, The horse seemed to be sizing the small skunk up. “you must be Elliot, my name is Alex.”he held out his hand ot shake the skunks, Elliot put his paw out meekly and shook the much larger horses hand. “you must be Elliot right?” “Um… Y-yes I am. Thank you so much for the job, I really need it.” Elliot really was nervous, he was never really all tat great with people. “I’ll warn you, this is going to be a hard job. We rarely have a boy last more then a week, that’s why we pay so well hoping we can keep one around for a wile.” as Alex spoke he …

unlocked the door and beckoned for the skunk to follow him in. “Its not really the work that’s to hard, its the clientele. They can be a bit hard ot work with and clean up after.” Elliot didn’t notice the smirk that ran across the stallions face as he was surveying his surroundings. The GYM looked really run down, there wasn’t that many workout equipment but all of it looked 10 years out of date. But even with the lack of Workout equipment there was the unmistakable smell of sweat and testosterone. “Mainly you will be working in the baths cleaning up towels, toilets, and the baths themselves. Most of our business revolves around the baths.” again Elliot completely missed the Stallions devious smile as he listened and looked around. There were 15-20 private baths in the back of the GYM, they seemed ot be in a lot better condition then the GYM equipment out front. Elliot thought it was weird that people would mainly be coming in to use the baths, but hey it was popular in japan, so maybe a lot of Japanese people came here. Finally the Stallion brought Elliot to the Changing room/shower section of the building. He notice immediately that there was only a section for men, and no woman’s changing room. It made sense to him now why they wanted men only to apply for the job. It was a men’s only GYM. As Elliot had been looking around it came as a complete and total shock to him that when he turned around he saw that Alex had stripped down and was completely nude. It didnt seem to bother  Spit it out” Elliot whined and bit his lip “t-there was a used… Condom….” his words trailed off as he ewas extremely embarrassed. “Oh” Alex chuckled “yeah you’ll be seeing a lot of that and worse, didnt you realize? This is a gay bathhouse.” Alex smirked as he saw the skunks eyes bug open in shock. “What… really… Um…..” Elliot blushed even harder. What had he gotten himself into…. “i-i guess I didnt notice….” what was he to do now? He needed the money. “well if you have a problem with that, ill pay you for a full day and you may leave.” Elliot blushed hard as the Stallion had spoken sternly. “N-No.. its fine… I need the money..” Elliot whimpered some as he now started ot realize how this place got by with almost no exercise equipment. “i-i just didn’t realized… th-theres nothing wrong with being gay…” Alex gave Elliot a piercing stair as the skunk fiddled with his tail still blushing brightly. “well…. then you better go clean that tub out then.” Alex went back to browsing the web, leaving Elliot to go clean. Elliot walked back into the room and blushed as he looked back into the bathtub, the Condom was floating around in the tub moving around and around as it was pushed by the water jets. The cum was no where to be seen, but Elliot just figured that it had just dissolved into the water. Elliot hit the empty button on the side of the tub and the water slowly emptied out. When all of the water was gone Elliot garbed a scrub brush and started to scrub the …

inside of the tub, making sire to clean it thoroughly. The entire time he tried not ot think about the fact that 2 men had had sex in the tub. Oddly though, the more he tried not ot think about the men having sex, the more he thought about Alex’s huge cock. Elliot started to wonder how it would feel to touch the thick veiny member, all the time his own tiny member started to come to life and was slowly becoming erect. He blushed hard as he realized that his liitle 3 inch chubby was hard and whimpered. I-im staight…. why am I getting hard thinking about another guys thing…. He tried to focus on his cleaning but was still rather distracted. Once he had finished scrubbing the tub he got out the cleaning chemical and started pouring it in as the tub filled up to start its clean cycle. Hi mind kept going back to his bosses cock, and thoughts of what those 2 guys might have been doing. He didnt realize that he had poured far to much of the heavy duty cleaner into the tub. As he was mopping with thoughts still running through his head he suddenly heard a grinding sound and suddenly the room was filled with smoke. Some of the cleaning powder hadn’t dissolved p[properly since he had poured so much in and had clogged the motor for the water jets. Elliot hopped from one foot to the other in fear as there ewas a final cracking sound and all of the water flooded out onto the floor and into the hallway. “what the fuck was that?” Elliot eeped as Alex yelled. His footsteps were pounding towards the Bathing room. he frantically looked around trying ot find a means of escape but found none. It didnt matter anyways because Alex stormed into the room and looked at the mess and smoke. “what happened in here?” Alex looked absolutely furious as he looked around at the mess, “I-I was just cleaning up… and… and… there was a grinding sound… and well…” he whimpered and stammered as he backed into a corner trying as hard as he could to hide behind his tail. Alex took 2 long steps twards the skink and bent down until they were face ot face. “this little mistake of yourse is going to cost me thousands of dollars,” the massive stallion grabbed the skunk by his hair and pulled the helpless skunk out of the room. He lead him to the changing room and pushed him ot the ground. “take off your cloths” “w-what?” Elliot said as he shook in fear. “I said take your fucking cloths off.” Alex shouted in a demanding voice. The poor skunks eyes were full of tears and fear as he started to remove his clothing, showing off his feminine frame ot the Large and handsome Stallion. Finally the skunk sat there only in his undies. “i didnt say stop at your undies did I?” alex said as he slapped the skunk across the face, it wasn’t a particularly hard slap but it was enough to let the skunk know who was in charge. Elliot whimpered and cried as he quickly reached down and removed his little briefs, showing off his pathetically small member. Alex laughed loudly as he looked down at the …

skunk, he looked like a young girl. “what the hell is that? An over sized clit?” Elliot just sat there whimpering and shaking. he was so embarrassed… but… there was another feeling he hadn’t felt before… could he posibly be enjoying the abuse and humiliation. Alex let out another hearty laugh as he saw the skunk was starting ot get hard again. “oh my god what a fucking joke. Your getting excited over this?” Alex laughed harder and slapped the skunk again, only harder this time. Elliot cried harder from the slap and the humiliation, which only seemed ot make things worse as he was now fully erect. “I-I… You see…” he sniffled as he couldn’t find a way of denying what was completely obvious. “i think you lied to me earlier.” Alex smiled as he pulled his shorts down and let his monster of a cock flop out. It was slowly getting hard as he felt total control over the little skunk. “well you wanted ot look at my cock earlier, now look at it.” he said in a demanding voice. Elliot had lost control over himself and looked up at his bosses huge cock, being so meek and excited as he was, he couldn’t say no ot such a dominant male. Elliot’s eyes were fixed on the now erect horse cock as he shook and cried. “That it, you did lie ot me you little fag. I could tell it the moment you laid eyed on me, you wanted to be on your knees in front of me.” He slapped his cock as he had before making it wobble back and forth as a drip of precum leaked from his tip. “go on you little fagot, touch it.” Elliot shook his head and tried ot look away, only to receive a hard slap across the face and a strong glair from the stallion. “I fucking said touch it you god damn fagot.” Elliot sniffled and looked away as he reached out and grabbed the stallions massive dick. His own tiny prick was throbbing and leaking pre. As the skunk touched the stallions member he heard Alex moan out. Without being told Elliot slowly started ot stroke the horses cock, he was rewarded by the horse rubbing his head. “that’s it slut you know what ot do.” Alex’s cock felt amazing in the skunks paw, though he tried ot lie to himself and say he didn’t like it. But obviously the stallion was pleased as he stroked the cock faster, “now open that fag mouth of yours.” Elliot was terrified as he had never thought about sucking another guys dick. But not wanting another slap he opened his mouth and closed his eyes. Elliot felt the horse guide his head to the massive dick. He let out a whimper as suddenly the massive tip slipped into his mouth, his nose was filled with the scent of the horses musk a smell that was nearly intoxicating. He couldn’t help but open his eyes as he saw the stallion start to push his cock in and out of the skunks mouth. Alex moaned loudly and leaked a huge drop of precum onto the skunks tongue, the skunk was surprised ot find that it wasn’t to bad, and was in fact kind of sweet. Mixed with the smell of the musk Elliott seemed ot be relaxing some as he was able to take more …

and more of the massive member into this mouth. He gaged a little as the massive tip prodded his throat, “relax bitch, im getting in there weather you like it or not. So you had better relax and take it or you’ll wish you had.” Elliot did his best ot obey as he tried ot relax his throat as he felt the massive tip starting ot push its way down his throat. The smell of the horses musk grew heavier and heavier the deeper the hores went. Likewise he wasn’t able ot breath as well the farther it went in. finally the horse gripped the back of the skunks head and pushed back on it forcing himself to be hilted by the skunks mouth and throat. Elliot was choking fully now and couldn’t breath, he started to squirm to get away but the stallion was far to powerful for him and was able to keep him there with just one hand. “you like daddies cock don’t you?” Alex said with a laugh as he pushed the skunk off of his cock. The skunk coughed and gasped for air as he blushed hard. Oddly he had actually enjoyed everything the dominant horse had done to him. “p-please no… i-im not gay…” Elliot tried to explain. “then why are you leaking huh? Is that hard on just a figment of my imagination?” Alex laughed hard as he rubbed his shiny leather boot ot the skunks wet tip. Some of the skunks pre leaked onto the boot and the stallion scowled. “lick it up bitch” Elliot needed no further coaxing as he leaned down and started leaking his own precum from the black shiny boot. “that it slut, just like a good boy, now get back on your knees and open wide.” Elliot did as he was told, his cock throbbing even harder now. Why was it he was so turned on by such things, he was being raped for gods sakes and he loved it, Elliot thought to himself. He had expected the horse to rape his face again but was surprised as he got a face full of piss as the stallion sighed out. “drink it up slut” Elliot tried to move out of the way of the stream only the received the hardest slap he had gotten yet. He let out a loud whimper as he got back into place and let the horse piss right into his open muzzle. He tried to drink as much as he could but he coughed and gagged a lot as he wasn’t yet used to the taste of piss. “you better get used to this, because until I fell that you have worked enough ot pay off that tub, you’ll be drinking a lot of piss and seeing a lot of my cock.” Elliot started to cry again but was still extremely excited by this entire ordeal. He felt guilty to be aroused by such terrible things, but he couldn’t help himself. The horses piss was thick and harsh tasting, but elliot suffered through it and drank quite a bit before the stallion sighed out and his stream slowly slowed. “fuck your such a good slut, now finish sucking me off and the real fun will begin…..” End part One

My fist sexual experience with my teacher – Sex Story

Hi I’m John and this is the story of my first sexual experience.It was eighth grade year around Christmas time and our class was having a little activity after school. This activity was just to wrap gifts for charities and we also had food and movies. I should probably explain my appearance before I continue. I was about 5’6″ and I had a really small penis, like 2 inches! I was also chubby(growing up and working out helped a lot). My teacher Mrs. S was about 5’8″, latino, fit, and she had a HUGE rack, they had to be at least D’s. Back to the story, it was just after we finished wrapping the presents when Mrs. S told us that soon it would be time to watch movies and have snacks, and that we could change into something more comfortable (we had uniforms because it was a catholic school). I went to the boys bathroom not because I had to change, but because I had to actually use the restroom. And to my surprise no guy or girl had brought clothes to change into. So while sitting on the toilet I heard the sound of my teachers voice stating that she was going to change. I took this opportunity to rush into the girls bathroom. I found the perfect hiding spot in a little corner in the wall that wasn’t easily visible but was close to the stall at the same time. I heard her walk into the bathroom and I stayed as motionless as possible and I tried my hardest not to make a sound. It worked! She walked right into the stall not having a clue I was there. I thought to myself that it would be …
so cool if I could get a video of her changing into jeans, I then decided to pull out my phone and sneak it over the top of the stall. Since I wasn’t very tall this was a difficult task so I had to use other parts of this restroom to keep me elevated. I watched her slowly take her skirt off to reveal her nice round ass, but then Mrs. S did something completely unexpected. She started to take her shirt off too. This was probably the best thing I could ever see as a twelve year old, I witnessed my gorgeous teacher standing there only in her underwear while capturing it on video! This moment was too good to be true I told myself, little did I know that soon my luck would run out. While watching this glorious sight take place before me I wasn’t paying much attention to my grip on my phone and it slipped and fell on the inside of the stall that she was in. She immediately looked up and spotted my position. Busted. There was no way I could get out of this one. Chapter 2 “Get over here.” She demanded standing right next to the now opened stall door “Do you know how much trouble you’re in young man?” She asked. I noticed that her glance started to move down towards my crotch region and she saw my now erect, but small, penis. “Is there a problem with my penis Mrs. S?” I asked her. “No it’s perfect!” She exclaimed, “Never before have I seen a penis so small but thick, your penis is the perfect length that I like.” Without hesitation I quickly lunged myself towards her placing my lips upon hers. She had to look down a little given that she was about two inches taller than me. As we slowly started to make out my hands, skillfully, managed to unclasp her bra. While I was doing that she started rubbing my penis through my khakis. After awhile of making out I took a good look at her breasts. Damn were they big, they were huge here areola’s were at a perfect size and same with her nipples. Marveling at her amazing plump breasts, I forgot that I still had my phone recording. So I grabbed my phone and recorded my sexy teacher standing there topless. I then took all my clothes off except my socks, my shirt, and my hoodie; exposing my still erect cock. While i took my clothes off she removed her panties completely and I got a good view of her hairy pussy. Once I was done staring in amazement at my teachers perfect body I pressed her bigger figure up against the wall and I licked and sucked those amazing nipples. Eventually she broke contact and laid on the cold hard tile floor with her legs spread exposing even more of her wet juicy pussy. “I need you in me!” She said rather loudly. I got on my knees and positioned my stiff, but minuscule, cock on her pussy lips. “Give it to me.” She commanded So I did just that, …

thrusting my small dick into her tight and hairy vagina. I had one hand cupping her nice firm breast and the other holding my phone up to get a good view of my teacher enjoying herself. She was moaning like crazy, begging for more and more like the cock craving bitch she was. “I’m cumming!” She screamed. I could feel her juices all of a sudden ooze out of her which only turned me on even more, adding lubricant to my cock. By this time Mrs. S didn’t want to have any more vaginal sex. “I want your whole length in my ass, John!” She said whilst panting. So she turned over, got on all fours, and let me give it to her doggy style. As soon as I saw her round firm ass up I shoved my tiny cock into her. She let out a big shriek of pain, but I continued to thrust into that little whore. “You’re so thick but yet you’re so small. I love it!” She moaned That was more then enough to send me over the edge. I ejaculated my fluids into her rectum filling it up with my semen. After I came I collapsed on top of her kissing her neck while she was laying down with her tits pressed firmly against the floor. After about 10 minutes we cleaned up by licking each other clean. This began the great adventures of sexual intercouse that were soon to follow.

Girl’s Night Out -Lesbian  Sex Story

It was nice to get away with the girls as I hadn’t seen them for ages. My life seemed to involve Kev and Kev only. He had consumed me. We decided on a city break for a weekend where we also planned to watch one of my favourite bands at a gig there. We arrived at the hotel and checked in. We went to our room to start getting ready for the weekend ahead. The room contained two double beds as it was cheaper than getting two twin rooms. As we entered, Kirsty ran over to one of the beds closest to the large window. “Mine,” she said, placing her bag onto it. Jess followed suit. “I’m with you Kirst,” she said giggling. That left me and Jen sharing the bed nearest the door and en-suite. Jen was the girl I knew least and I’d only just met her before travelling here. Jen was tall, blonde and obviously pretty with a beaming white smile. Kirsty was about the same height and build as me, with long dark hair and sparkly brown eyes. Jess was short, thin but had bright red hair. We spent the evening getting ready for the gig wearing short party dresses whilst drinking wine. Jess played music on her i-pod and we all giggled and danced until we were ready to go. Jess wore a silver sequined short dress, Kirsty was in a black halterneck dress and Jen had slipped into a tight red lace dress which was so short you could just see her bum cheeks as she walked. I opted for a dress that Kev had bought me for this trip. It was navy blue and strapless. It made my boobs look massive and made me curvy …
and sexy, yet it was quite rocky. ‘Hey babe, thinking of you. I’m wearing the dress you got me. Will send a pic later. A xxx’ I text Kev before putting my phone in the bedside drawer and turning to leave the hotel with my friends. *** We grabbed a drink and the four of us made our way through the crowd to the middle of the dance floor, which was a prime location to watch the band as they appeared on stage. A few songs into the gig, Jess shouted over the loud music, “We are just going to the loo, do you want to come?” “No I’m okay, this is my favourite song. You three go and I’ll stay here,” I replied. I watched as my three friends pushed through the crowd making their way to the toilets. Whilst dancing to ‘Mr Brightside’ I suddenly felt the hot breath of someone behind me followed by a sweet whisper in my ear “Hey, long time no see.” I turned to see Misty. Misty was a girl I had been with when Kev had surprised me. She was my first lesbian encounter and my first threesome. Misty had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a smile to die for. “No Kev?” she asked whilst looking around me. “No, it’s a girl’s night out,” I smiled. “It’s good to see you,” she replied. Remembering there was music playing, I turned to look back at the stage. Although I was watching the band play, I just couldn’t concentrate on what song it was. All I could think of was that this gorgeous girl was behind me. I’d never been good at small talk and the fact that I’d only met her on the one occasion made it  feel even more awkward. Still thinking of Misty, the band started another song and a huge surge of people pushed forward pushing Misty into my back. I felt her hard nipples pressed against my back and her small hands on my hips. With her chin resting on my shoulder she whispered, “I’m not too close am I?” I couldn’t think straight or even open my mouth to answer. I was in complete shock. I shook my head trying to get the naughty images out of my head. My skin prickled with goosebumps and the hairs on my arms stood on end. I felt Misty’s hand slide down my side to the bottom of my dress, feeling my newly shaven legs. “I’m not too close now am I?” Misty whispered again. I shook my head. Her hand slid under my dress and began to run up and down my legs, slowly making her way to my now moist pussy. After what seemed forever, Misty’s hand finally reached my black French knickers. “Too close?” she asked again. Still unable to speak and just keeping my eyes to the front, aware that we were surrounded by hundreds of people, I shook my head. Misty’s fingers began to rub at my pussy through my underwear. My nipples instantly stood to attention. Her fingers then slid under my lacy knickers to probe at my protruding lips and my moist hole. Teasing me, her fingers circled around my hole, making me beg for more. Another song began and another almighty surge of people pushed forward pushing me and Misty forward again and Misty’s fingers slid straight into my tight pussy. I let out a …

moan, luckily disguised by the crowd applauding. As Misty began to fuck my pussy with her fingers I felt her nibble on my ear lobe. The intense pleasure began to build as I felt my body begin to tense as I was on the edge of a earth-shattering orgasm. Misty pulled her fingers out of my contracting pussy and pinched and nipped at my now throbbing mound. I closed my eyes as my orgasm started in my feet and traveled through my veins to my cunt which made my juices spurt out and down my legs. I turned to look at Misty and saw the raw passion in her eyes. “Would you like to go back to my hotel?” I asked, wanting to finish what she had just started. “Sure!” she replied whilst biting her dreamy lips. We took a quick taxi back to my hotel, only breaking our tangled tongues and caressing lips to give the taxi driver the address we wanted to get back to. *** Misty’s back was pressed against the hotel room door as I pressed my large tits against her pert ones, both our nipples erect with passion. I got the door card out and swiped it as we both fell through the door and into my hotel room. Misty didn’t let go of me. Dropping my bag I pushed Misty to the bed. Grabbing at her smooth bare legs I broke away from the continuing kiss. I stopped to take a breath and look at this gorgeous girl. She was really breathtaking. I suddenly felt the pain from the rawness and sting of my lips from all the kissing. Looking at Misty she was wearing a short black strapless dress. I shuffled down the bed and   began kissing up Misty’s legs, working my way to her delicious pussy. As I made my way up I pushed her dress up to reveal her bare naked pussy, glistening in all it’s glory. I dived straight into her pussy, drilling her with my tongue. Frantic to make her come like she had made me in the club. I wanted to take it slowly with Misty, treasuring every kiss, suck and luck, but my passion and rawness couldn’t be controlled and I couldn’t stop myself from being rough and ready. I bit and sucked at her swollen cunt whilst thrusting two fingers into her tight pussy. Misty began to moan and shake with ecstasy as she started to climax. Harder and harder I finger fucked her whilst still sucking at her clit. I needed to taste that sweet nectar that I remembered from our previous meeting. Misty let out an almighty scream as her juices squirted out all over my fingers and into my mouth and onto my face. Quivering with pleasure, Misty had her eyes tightly shut whilst I still pleasured her with my fingers wanting to make her orgasm a second time. I sat up with my fingers still knuckle deep inside her tight hole, I pushed my dress up around my waist and my knickers to one side as I straddled Misty’s thigh. Slowly I started to rub my aching pussy over her soft skin in rhythm to my finger fucking. My juices leaked onto Misty’s supple thigh as I rode her. Gradually quickening my pace my clit began to spasm and I could feel an orgasm fast-approaching. A few more thrusts and Misty’s head was thrown back as she succumbed to another breathtaking orgasm. With a loud scream her juices released onto my fingers and onto the bed. ‘Alexa?!’ Startled I turned around to see Jen watching Misty and I with her mouth wide open.  

St Angela’s Private School Slut – Lesbian sex story

Lisa was in her 3rd year at St. Angela’s School for girls. The boarding house was always full of attractive girls in and out of the conservative, private school uniform. Lisa always had a curiosity for girls and often noticed her class mates getting undressed and taking showers, although she always tried not to look. She had only kissed boys before and not enjoyed it as much as the other girls seemed to. As she neared the end of her last semester at St. Angela’s, she wondered more and more what it would be like to kiss and touch another woman. She had celebrated her 18th birthday the semester before and was becoming curious about sex and what she liked.

Lisa wasn’t the best student at school but she was smart, smarter than any teacher had ever noticed. Her least favourite subject was accounting and her accounting teacher Miss Turner knew it. She always gave her a hard time and showed her more attention than anyone else in the class.

On Thursday, period 6 the accounting class headed up the stairs to classroom 4d where the day would finish for everyone. Lisa could always hear the excitement of all the girls to wrap up the day. Halfway through the class, when everyone was tuning out and thinking about what was coming for the weekend, Miss Turner asked Lisa a question. Like most, she wasn’t paying attention and answered the question incorrectly. Miss Turner came over to her desk and chewed her out. A little more aggressively than usual. “You know, maybe if you weren’t so busy slutting around this school, you would be getting a better grade in my class!”

Lisa had no idea what she was talking about and wondered why this teacher always had it in for her.

“Sorry” she replied with her head down.

Miss Turner leaned over her desk, Lisa could smell her perfume coming off her, it was a little intoxicating, she said: “don’t let it happen again or the appropriate punishment will follow.”

This kind of thing happened a lot, but for some reason Lisa felt a tingle between her legs this time. A sudden rush of excitement over being yelled at, over a possible punishment.

She had never noticed how attractive Miss Turner was before. Maybe because she was always trying to avoid being told off and trying to keep her head down. She was about 6 feet tall and had beautiful long legs. She always wore skirts that were exactly the required length and no longer. Sometimes when she sat on her desk to speak to the class you could see a little more of her legs and the shadows around her panties but never as far as what kind of underwear she had on. She had long blonde hair that was always tied back neatly and conservatively. She was about 30 and wore a lot of makeup, particularly around her eyes, making them pierce right into my soul whenever she yelled Lisa. She had a light tan and dark brown eyes, almost black. Lisa always assumed she worked out because she was in good shape from what you could see. Her butt always looked lifted and round under her tight skirts. She wasn’t married but Lisa always wondered if she had a boyfriend. If she did he probably wasn’t fucking her because she was always so angry at her and tightly wound.

When Lisa got back to her dorm after class, she changed out of her uniform. She unbuttoned her shirt, unzipped her skirt and let everything fall to the floor standing in only her bra and panties. She let the cool breeze touch her milky white skin for a moment before grabbing a plain t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. When she was comfortable and relaxed, she sat down to do her homework. She always did her accounting homework first if she had any. Today she did. She pulled it from her book and looked over it. The first thing she noticed was the word ‘slut’ at the top of the page. Miss Turner couldn’t have possibly written that…? Could she? She put it down to one of the other girls messing with her and forgot about it.

Then next time Lisa saw Miss Turner was on Monday period 4, right before lunch. As the girls packed up their books to leave, Miss Turner called out for her to stay behind. She grabbed her stuff and made her way to the front of the classroom while the other students filed out of the room. When she was the only one left, Miss Turner looked down at her chest and stated “Lisa, I’ve been able to see your bra for the entire lesson. Why do you behave like such a slut?”

Lisa looked down and one of her buttons had fallen off her shirt exposing her red bra and the top of her breasts.

“Sorry Miss. I didn’t mean any disrespect.”

“Sure you didn’t.” She replied. “If you want to come to my class looking like a whore then leave the bra off next lesson.”

“What?” Lisa asked.

“On Thursday when you turn up to my class, no bra. I’ll see you then.” Miss turner dismissed and ushered Lisa out of the room before she could protest.

Lisa was embarrassed and angry at Miss Turner but definitely a little turned on that one of her teachers had acknowledged her breasts and told her not to wear a bra. She wondered what this meant and if she would have the guts to go to her accounting class with unsupported tits.

The night before her next accounting lesson Lisa sat quietly thinking about what she would do while she sewed her button back onto her shirt. When she woke up in the morning she put on her white matching bra and panties and got dressed. She was worried about what would happen when she turned up to accounting. If Miss Turner would make a point of humiliating her in front of her classmates. As last period got closer and closer, she began to change her mind. Maybe she should ditch the bra and keep Miss Turner happy. Or was this a test? She couldn’t decide. At the very last moment before she went in, she slipped into the bathroom and pulled her bra off through her shirt stuffing it into her book bag. She tried to blend into the crowd of girls as they entered the classroom and hoped that no one would notice she was naked under her shirt.

When the class began Lisa couldn’t help but notice how cold it was. Miss Turner had cranked the cold air up to mess with her. She looked down at her nipples and they were hard as rock! They were poking through her light blue shirt and she sat uncomfortably trying to hide them. When she looked up, she could see Miss Turner smirking at her. Lisa wondered if that was her imagination or her teacher was genuinely taunting her. In any case, it was exciting her a little bit and she felt slightly ashamed of the way she was starting to feel towards her teacher.

“Right, hand in your homework girls.” Said Miss Turner.

Fuck! She hadn’t done it! In all the madness of the last lesson, Lisa had forgotten to do her accounting homework and she pulled out the uncompleted pages. When Miss Turner came around to collect them from the girls, she got to Lisa and stared down at the empty front page.

Lisa was ready for the humiliation that was sure to follow but Miss Turner said nothing. She just quietly took the pages and got on with teaching the class. Lisa heard nothing from her all lesson. It was like she wasn’t even there.

When the class was over and everyone was packing their books away and leaving the room, Lisa thought she had dodged a bullet and she had kept Miss Turner happy by coming to class bra-less. “Lisa, stay back please” she heard over the top of all the hustle. Here we go! She thought as she wandered over to hear her lecture from her least favourite teacher.

When the room was empty Miss Turner instructed her to undo her blouse. “Are you serious?” Lisa questioned. “Yes, of course. I need to see if you followed my instructions.”

Lisa hesitated… She undid her top two buttons and pulled her shirt open to reveal her shoulders. When Miss Turner had seen that there were no straps, she quickly pulled her shirt closed again and tried to hide her blushing face.

“Uh” Miss Turner raised her hand to signal her to stop what she was doing.

“Show me them.” she prompted.

“Show you what?” Lisa replied.

“Show me your breasts Lisa. I need to see that you followed my orders. Now get them out.”

Lisa felt so much humiliation being told to bare her breasts to her teacher. But she did what she was told and pulled her shirt open to expose her beautiful, young tits.

Miss Turner grabbed her shirt and opened it right up, Lisa tried to stop her but was told her to put her hands behind her back and keep them there. She pulled her shirt down under her breasts. Lisa just stood there waiting for it all to be over.

“Mmmm, very nice. Bigger than I thought.” Stated Miss Turner as she stared at Lisa’s freezing cold tits.

“Now bend down and put them on the table, keep your hands behind your back”. Lisa obeyed her teacher and bent over the desk realising she was about to be punished for not completing her homework. She pressed her tits into the cold desk and felt a shiver go down her spine. Lisa had never been treated this way by a teacher before and she wondered what kind of trouble she could get in at her Catholic school for having her tits out in a classroom if anyone walked in. Maybe that was her plan all along, to get Lisa expelled.

She was starting to not care as she got more and more excited by the way she was being treated by an attractive female teacher. Her vagina was tingling a little and she could feel it moisten slightly. She had not experienced this many times and wondered if her arousal was obvious to Miss Turner. She hoped not as she would probably be punished even further.

“Lift up your skirt.” Miss Turner instructed.

Lisa felt her face become even more red than before as she reached for the bottom of her uniform and lifted it up showing Miss Turner her white cotton panties and the bottom of her cute little ass cheeks. Lisa prayed that her teacher couldn’t see the wet patch she had made on her underwear as she stayed face down on the desk.

“Now pull down your underwear for me Lisa.”

Now she was really turned on. Her vagina was throbbing in between her legs but she was so nervous. She slowly pushed her underwear down and showed Miss Turner her butt. The panties fell to her feet and she was standing there bent over in front of her teacher with her tits out, her ass bared and her sexy little pussy lips poking through. She was in a very compromising position to say the least.

She could still feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, hoping her teacher hadn’t noticed. She was enjoying this way too much.

“Now. I’m going to have to punish you for not doing your homework. You aren’t going to tell anyone about this are you Lisa?”

“No.” Lisa responded.

In the very next second she felt a hand slam down so hard on her exposed butt cheek, she let out a little scream of pain and pleasure.

“What do you call me Lisa?”

“No Miss.” Lisa said, in the most confident voice she could find.

“Good girl.” Miss Turner replied happily.

She was really wet now. Her pussy was aching for attention and she was really hoping Miss Turner would touch her there.

“You will receive a spanking from me every time I am not satisfied with your performance Lisa. For the rest of the year you will do what I tell you, when I tell you or you will receive an F for my class. Do you understand me, you little slut?”

“Yes Miss.”

“Now, for not doing your homework you will receive 10 slaps on your pretty little ass.”

Miss Turner began her punishment on her naked behind. She slapped her 6 times playfully without stopping. Lisa liked it. A lot. In anticipation for her last 4 spanks she felt the lubrication from her tight snatch drip down her leg. She held her breath and hoped that Miss Turner wouldn’t notice how much she was loving this treatment.

She felt a 7th, harder slap on her left cheek and let out another involuntary scream.

“Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying this slut! You’ve got a wet pussy between your legs!” She said as she ran her finger up Lisa’s inner thigh collecting her lady juice.

8,9 and finally her last spank came down on her ass stinging her a little but encouraging her arousal more than anything else.

“Now pull up your panties and get out my class whore” said Miss Turner as she went back to her seat behind her desk, leaving Lisa bash fully bending down to get her underwear off the floor with her tits still out and proud. She quickly buttoned her blouse and grabbed her books. She left the classroom with her head down feeling violated, dirty, horny and most of all, wet. Soaking wet! She had learned in sex ed that this was her body’s way of getting ready for penile penetration. But she didn’t want that. She wanted her teacher.

Lisa thought about Miss Turner all weekend. What did this mean? Was she Lesbian ? Maybe she was but all she wanted to do was experiment with her sexy teacher and take instructions. She touched her pussy many times over the next few days. Constantly finding herself hot and bothered over her.

For the next 2 weeks, Miss Turner left her alone. She didn’t chastise her in class and never asked her to stay behind. It was a relief to Lisa but she was certainly disappointed that she had had no more sexual encounters or punishments. She fantasised about being bad for her teacher and doing dirty things on her desk.

She decided to take matters into her own hands and on Thursday right before period 6, she went into the bathroom and removed her underwear. She felt so free and excited at what might happen in class and after. As Miss Turner taught her class, Lisa could feel her naked pussy against her uniform. She had shaved it totally bare in anticipation for more time with her stunning teacher.

When the class was almost over and Miss Turner had not looked in her direction once she decided to get her attention. She raised her hand to ask a question that she already knew the answer to. While she was talking she lifted her skirt just enough and spread her legs a little, showing Miss Turner a quick glimpse of her sweet, young, innocent vagina. Knowing that her teacher had seen between her legs while the rest of the class had no idea was such a turn on. Her heart was racing! She packed up her things to leave hoping that she would hear from her teacher.

“Lisa. Stay back please.”

This is it, Lisa thought. Her punishment awaited her as the rest of the class took off in a hurry. Eager to be free of their uniforms.

Miss Turner started to strut over to her where Lisa waited at her desk, legs crossed. “What was that all about?” She asked Lisa. “What do you mean miss?” Lisa was trying so hard not to smile and show her excitement.

“Flashing your cunt at me during class?”

“Sorry Miss” Lisa responded. She could feel the now familiar feeling of her pussy lips lubing up with her cum.

“I guess your due for another punishment then” she stated.

“Get up!” Lisa obeyed quickly rising from her seat.

“Now sit on the desk slut!” She pointed to the desk Lisa had been sitting at.

Lisa sat down and looked at Miss Turner, staring at her beautiful body.

Her teacher pulled some bondage tape from her desk and instructed Lisa to put her hands behind her back like last time. Lisa followed the orders she was given and had her hands tied together. She started to feel very vulnerable and very aware that she was pantyless.

“Now spread your legs for me Lisa. Show me those pink lips you’ve been so desperate to get out for me.”

Lisa obliged and opened her legs for her sexy teacher. Her school uniform was still covering her smooth vagina and Miss Turner leaned in and lifted it, exposing her hot, wet little hole. She gasped at the surprise and then smiled at her. “You’re enjoying this way too much aren’t you whore? We’ll see how much you like it…”

Miss Turner took one of Lisa’s ankles roughly, lifted it a little and taped it to the leg of the desk. She did the same with the other so that Lisa’s legs were fixed there. Spread wide for her teacher and anyone else that should walk into the class room to see. She had nowhere to go. No way of escaping.

Miss Turner walked slowly over to her desk and took out a riding crop.

Shit. She was in trouble now. She began to panic a little.

Her teacher leaned close to her face, she thought she would finally get that kiss she had been dreaming of. But Miss Turner efficiently unbuttoned her blouse with her long fingers, opened it and then pulled away, leaving her erect nipples exposed.

She sat there quietly, waiting for her punishment. Working herself up till her little lips were dripping. Miss Turner just stood there holding the whip looking at the teen’s naked parts, taking it all in.

“Do you like exposing yourself to me Lisa?”

“Yes Miss. I enjoy being yours.”

“Good girl.”

She was now flicking Lisa’s breasts with the leather. Lightly slapping her hard nipples. She gasped and moaned a little every time she took a little hit to her tits. She was loving being tied down and helpless, not knowing what was coming next.

Miss Turner reached out with her whip and placed it right in the middle of Lisa’s exposed sex. The leather became wet with Lisa’s warm, sticky girl cum. Without warning, Miss Turner brought it down on her and whipped her pussy. Not hard enough to really hurt. But hard enough to make her jump a little and moan loudly. Lisa’s little clit took the hit well and swelled up with sexual arousal.

“That’s a pretty little clit you’ve got between your legs Lisa. Do you play with it a lot?” Miss Turner now had the crop up under Lisa’s chin. Lifting her face so she would have to look at her teacher when she spoke.

“Yes Miss. I sometimes touch myself and think of you.”

“Good girl Lisa. This makes me very happy.” Her teacher gave her a few light slaps on the pussy with her whip and then moved in closer till she was breathing in Lisa’s ear. She placed her hand on her beautiful young flesh and slid it up her thigh, slowly, making her way closer and closer to her throbbing pussy. She placed two fingers on her clit and lightly massaged her little nub. Lisa moaned in pleasure. No one had ever touched her there before. It felt amazing. So much different from the way she touched herself.

Miss Turner kept playing gently with Lisa’s clitoris, bringing her dangerously close to orgasm. “Slow down baby, you’ll come when I say you can ok?”

“Yes Miss.”

Miss Turner stopped and pulled away from Lisa just before climax leaving her feeling cheated.

“Miss?” Lisa pleaded.

“Yes Lisa?”

“Please?”

“Please what my little slut?”

“Please let me cum.”

“Ok baby, since you asked so nicely.”

Miss Turner slid her middle finger up Lisa’s wet slit and it disappeared between her cute little lips.

Lisa cried out in pleasure as Miss Turner stroked her G spot. She had never felt this before.

“You like that baby?”

“Yes Miss”

“Do you like having your pussy fingered by other girls?”

“Yes Miss”

“Are you a lesbian Lisa?”

“Yes Miss”

“Good girl. Good little lesbian slut.

Would you like to come now my little whore?”

“Yes Miss! Please fuck me harder!”

Lisa could feel her teacher’s long finger pumping her little pussy as she neared her orgasm.

“Yes… You like having girls finger your little cunt don’t you? Filthy lesbian snatch licker you are Lisa. You dirty little whore showing me your tits. Cum all over my fingers you slutty little bitch. Cum hard for me. CUM! NOW!” Lisa’s body erupted in the longest and most exhilarating orgasm she had ever had. “Good girl,” Miss Turner kissed her on the cheek, pulled her fingers from Lisa’s sopping wet vagina and walked out of the room. Leaving her to break free on her own in a puddle of wetness, covering the desk and her clothes.

She broke free from the tape holding her hands and feet, pulled her clothes back on the best she could and hurried back to the dorms to take a shower enjoying the cool night air on her hot skin with a smile on her face.