Victoria Parker

Horny hot schoolgirl

CHAPTER ONE

Kristi Valentine walked along the second floor of Hastings High School. She was attired in her school uniform: pink sweater, short gray, pleated skirt, navy blue knee socks, and blue and white saddle shoes.

Kristi had just started her third year at Hastings. She was a beautiful, young girl with long blonde hair. She wore it swept over from one side to the other, and tied it with a rubber band so that it bobbed up like a fishhook and splashed down in a lovely ponytail off the side of her head.

She had an angelic, circular face with full cheeks and gorgeous lips, thick and pouting. Her sky-blue eyes were set deep and sparkled with an intense intimacy. Her cheeks were touched lightly with an orange blush and her juicy lips had been recently painted with a bright pink lip-gloss.

Kristi's sweater jiggled with each sexy step she took. Her tits had become mature, ripe, and they were full-blown against the thin, pink material of the sweater.

Her legs were as smooth as freshly waxed marble. They were perfectly tapered from lush but lithe hips that flared to her flat tummy. She was a five-feet, one-inch package of stunning loveliness.

The little skin she wore pulled in tightly around her classic ass, which looked as though it had been sculptured by Michelangelo.

Kristi walked past the classrooms on the second floor. One floor up were the teachers' offices, downstairs were a few more classrooms, recreation area, a cafeteria, the locker rooms and a lab. The school gym adjoined the main school building at the side and could be entered on the first floor.

Kristi was headed for Mr. Harper's office to speak with him about his religion and philosophy class. He'd asked her to stop by and discuss a problem she was having with his last lecture.

She bounced up the stairs to the third floor and knocked on his door.

Mr. Harper was a handsome, muscular six feet, one-inch man in his late thirties. He had sandy hair and a square-cut face, the skin pulling tightly across his jutting chin.

"Come in," he called.

Kristi opened the door and found him sitting at his desk in his small, book-lined office. Kristi stood in the open doorway.

"Close the door and sit down, Kristi," Mr. Harper said.

She did so and took a chair at the end of his desk.

"Now just what is the problem, Kristi?"

Kristi always made straight A's, and if she didn't understand something fully, she pursued it until she did. She crossed her legs and turned to look at her teacher. The ponytail slapped at the side of her face.

"I've been having difficulty understanding the area of sin and temptation, sir, and since I know you'll test us on it in the exam, I want to go over it with you."

"Fine," he said. "There are many ways to look at both subjects, my dear. The great philosopher T.T. Trott taught that there was no such thing as sin, that it was just a silly religious superstition. He also said there was only one way to deal with temptation."

Kristi had her notebook open and was writing furiously.

"And what was that?" she asked.

"He said the only way to deal with temptation was to yield to it."

"What did he mean by that, sir?"

"The great philosopher Descartes said, I think, therefore I am, and thus proved our existence. Certainly, if we exist then we're going to be tempted."

"And we should just…"

"Yes. Just yield to it," Mr. Harper said. He paused, looking greedily at the darling schoolgirl. "For instance, let me illustrate… let's say I was tempted to ask you to sit up here on top of my desk. Then I would simply ask you to sit up here."

"Why, sir?"

"Well, this is strictly hypothetical, of course, but go ahead, sit up there."

"Well, if you say so, sir."

Kristi laid her notebook on the desk, got up and walked between Mr. Harper in his chair and the desk. She faced him, leaned back and gripped the desk with the palms of her hands and lifted herself up to a sitting position.

"Yes, now see, that temptation has been eliminated."

"I think so."

"And let's say I was tempted to run my hand over your absolutely beautiful legs, then I would simply do it."

His hand gently caressed Kristi's dimpled knee just above the blue socks. First he touched once then the other. He ran his fingers calms smooth, beautiful skin.

Kristi was gripped by tingles of euphoria. An emotional sensation she had never felt before swept through her as the teacher's fingers danced up under her skirt and played along the insides of her fabulous young thighs.

"And if I were tempted to pull your skirt up, like this, I'd just do it," Mr. Harper said. His hands peeled Kristi's short skirt up over a thin, tight pair of pink panties that were packed at her pussy with a generous carpet of fuzzy blonde hair. "Then, the temptation would be removed, do you understand?"

Kristi was confused. The teacher's teasing hands tickled her thighs.

Understand? One thing she did understand was the bulge in her teacher's light-brown slacks. His cock had leaped to a giant erection, and it was thumping and pulsating wildly against his trousers. A sweet gasp escaped from Kristi's mouth. Her eyes were glued, to the vulgar thumping in his pants.

Mr. Harper leaned over and kissed along her thighs. Light, wet kisses. He rained hundreds of them over the beautiful schoolgirl's fine legs, his mouth open, his tongue licking at the smooth skin, up to the crotch of her panties where he lapped lewdly at her soft, muffy cunt. He licked it slowly.

The feel of her teacher's hot, wet tongue on her panties, against her virgin pussy, made Kristi shudder in a paroxysm of sheer, fluttering delight. She had never felt anything this exciting, this infinitely delicious. Ripples of rapture jiggled through her.

Her legs were set apart as they hung off the desk. Mr. Harper pulled his chair in, lifted her legs over his shoulders and wiggled his juicy tongue over her panties.

Kristi leaned back on her elbows. She had a strange, sinking feeling in her stomach. She felt light-headed, totally helpless. She didn't know the study of philosophy could be like this. She was frightened of what was happening, but deliriously thrilled by it, also.

"Then, if I were tempted to pull your panties down, I would," Mr. Harper gulped.

He thumbed her pretty pink panties and yanked them down over the rich, thick thatch of blonde curls between Kristi's legs. He eyed her beautiful clit as he slipped the panties down her legs, pulled them over her shoes, and threw them to the floor.

"But, Mr. Harper," Kristi said. "You shouldn't take my panties off."

"I was tempted to, Kristi. Now I have eliminated that temptation. I hope you understand."

"I don't think you should do this, Mr. Harper," Kristi said.

"But we're studying temptation, Kristi. You want to learn, don't you? You want to do well in class, right?"

"Yes, but…"

"What if I were tempted to suck your pussy, Kristi?" he blurted.

"Mr. Harper!" Kristi exclaimed indignantly.

"What would I do?"

"Would you suck it?"

"I would if I wanted to rid myself of the temptation."

He was on her pussy. He mashed his face to Kristi's sweet cunt. His gooey tongue slicked up and down her clit. He licked at it greedily. He slipped his hands under her heavenly ass, clutched her chubby ass cheeks, lifted them up off the desk and held them tightly as he feasted furiously on her blonde cunt.

"Oh, it's… ah, uh, huh… oh, it's wrong, Mr. Harper. It's wrong!" Kristi babbled.

She had fallen into a deep swoon of ecstatic pleasure. Never before had she felt so good. Never before had she experienced anything resembling the shivers of delight that were shooting through her like rumbling thunder.

She watched her teacher gulp and chew at her pussy. He was a wild animal. He chewed… he licked… he kissed.

"Oh, ooh," Kristi sighed, her breath shooting out of her mouth like hot steam. "Mr. Harper!"

Then it happened. She came. It was as if she'd been struck by a bolt of lightning. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop, it. Her orgasm owned her. She went stiff as a board.

Mr. Harper munched her cunt as though he were eating a juicy piece of cake. Kristi's pussy juice was dripping on his chin. He licked at her soft pussy, pulled her cunt between his lips and chewed it, then found her clit and twiddled it wildly with his tongue.

"Oh, wow!" Kristi yelped.

She came in a beautiful, shaking, racking exhilaration. Her body trembled. Her pussy shocked buzzes of electricity through her.

"This… oh, this feels good!" she panted hotly.

She couldn't explain how good her orgasm really felt. It was unlike anything she'd known before. She loved it. She ground her young hips and pushed her pussy at her teacher's swabbing tongue. She crested high on her climax and fell weak, moaning, whimpering on the desk as she writhed through the last jolt of ecstasy.

"Mmmmm," she breathed hotly, a long sigh of relief, a loving gasp of pleasure.

Mr. Harper was an expert cunt-licker and he twitted her clit for one last shimmer of bliss. Kristi shivered and shook wildly. She lay back on the desk. Her big tits heaved up and down in the pink sweater as she tried to catch her breath.

Mr. Harper stood up from his chair. Kristi reclined before him: a darling, beautiful young plaything. Her pussy was soaked with saliva and her own spritzing pussy juice. Mr. Harper drilled his finger into her, slushy cunt. He screwed his finger in slowly, rocked it back mid forth.

Kristi, of course, had finger-fucked before, and she liked doing it, but she had never had anyone else's finger in her cunt. This was a new intrigue.

She eyed the spike in her teacher's trousers. Cum had seeped through the material to form a dark, spreading stain on his crotch.

"Perhaps you now know more about temptation and how to deal with it, Kristi," he whispered.

She nodded.

"I see you've noticed my erection. Would you be tempted to see it?"

"I don't know, sir. This is…" She gasped short as he drew the zipper of his fly, reached in and pulled out his prick.

Kristi's mouth fell open. Her forehead wrinkled. Her eyes narrowed. Mr. Harper's cock branched out of his fly, heaving, throbbing, spitting drips of cum from the bright red tip.

He slipped his finger out of her pussy and unbuckled his belt. His pants fell to the floor. Then he slid his shorts down, and his cock wobbled before her like a shining baton. His prick was so long, so hard, so thick.

Kristi didn't know how a cock could be so big like that. His prick must be nearly a foot long, she thought.

"It's ten inches, Kristi. Do you like it?"

"Mr. Harper, I don't think you should have it out like that," Kristi mumbled.

"Ah, but you're tempted by it, are you not, my dear?"

Kristi couldn't take her eyes off his beautiful erection. His cock lifted in a thrilling jut, stood so strong and handsome. She struggled up off the table and sat on the edge. Mr. Harper took her tiny hand and placed it on his hot, thumping prick.

Kristi drew her fingers along his slick cock, and the palm of her hand rubbed over his squirting cock head. She brought her other hand down and gripped his prick with both hands, held it there between her hands as she watched big white gobs of cream form on his bell-shaped cock head.

She took one hand and trailed a finger over the tip, slicking off the goops of cream. They clung to her finger, then dripped to the floor. "Oh, Mr. Harper. It's all wet."

"Of course it is, my dear. It's wet for you. It's squirting cum for you, Kristi."

"Wow!" the young girl exclaimed.

"Squeeze on it for me," he said.

Kristi pressed her fingers around big prick, gripped it good, and squeezed. A slosh of again spilled from his cock head. His cock felt so hot in her hand. She could feel it beating, pulsating in her love-clutch.

Mr. Harper lifted her chin tenderly and kissed her flush on the mouth. It was a sweet, French kiss that sent a sweet sensation tingling through the schoolgirl.

"Oh, sir!" she gulped as she pulled away from his kiss, fighting to catch her raging breath.

Mr. Harper lifted her sweater up over her bulging pink bra. He reached inside and cupped her young tits and pulled them up over the top of the bra so they sat there like oysters on the half-shell. He managed to bend over and suck her tits into his mouth. He nipped the nipples which were hard and erect.

Kristi had a beautiful set of teenaged tits. They were round, pointed, ripe and ready for his greedy, lewd sucking. She pulled up and down on his cock as though she were hammering a nail with it. She was lost in the rapture of all that was happening to her in the teacher's office.