Jenny at School

 While I was not capping one of the things I did to entertain myself was to co-create erotic stories by e-mail. (I would write a section then the other aurthor would, and back and forth and so on). Some were never finished. Some were. Some I have permission to repost here. Some I dont. (Obviously I will only be sharing the ones I have permision to. And even so the other persons name has ben changed).
 This is one of the first stories I wrote like this.  I find it more interesting and chalenging for me to write from a female perspective. (I like women, and writing from the male perspective is...  boring to me). And yes, the other Author knew I was doing this. In this story I went by the name of Jenny White.
 Each section is seperated by ten little dots as the perspective changes.   (..........).  This one is 3,901 words.  Enjoy the story and as alwayse commenst are apreciated.

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 You are a young school girl who's cheated on an exam. I'm the teacher who caught you cheating, and have kept you after school to teach you a lesson. You're wearing typical Catholic school girl garb -short plaid skirt, knee high white stockings, black Mary janes, and a white button down oxford. Your shirt is open enough so that I can see your lacy white bra, and as you sit at your desk and cross your legs I can see your matching thong. Your hair is in pigtails - completing your girlish look.

 I'm wearing a knee-length pencil skirt and black button down blouse. My brunette hair is up in a tight bun, and my horn-rimmed glasses sit low on my nose. Black thigh highs and patent leather pumps complete my outfit. I've gotten out the yard stick - you know punishment for your transgressions is inevitable.

..........

 You are sitting behind your desk, patiently waiting.  I was ordered to stay after class and sit nervously as the last of the students leave. I try to start up a conversation with Mandy, the friend I was caught looking at her test. "Mandy so do you have anything going on later? Maybe we can get a bunch together and go see a movie? I'm"...

 Mandy interrupts me. "Jenny I think you may be busy tonight.  Maybe some other time.  And"...   she glances in your direction..  "Do not cheat off of me anymore. I don’t want to get in trouble simply because you would rather see your girlfriend then study".

 Mandy leaves and the classroom is completely quiet for long moments. The only sound is the ticking of the clock. The last sounds from the hallway fade away and you walk over to close and lock the classroom door. With a deafening click I’m trapped. My hands nervously play with the hem of my skirt.

 "Get up".  I look behind me at you, flexing the yard stick in your hand.  Nervously, I rise.

……….

 You rise slowly from your chair and stand beside your desk, still fiddling with the hem of your skirt. I study you pensively, eyeing your figure up and down carefully. My cool gaze is unsettling to you - you're not sure what I'm thinking, but you know it can't be good.

  "You disappoint me, Jenny. I can't say I'm surprised though. This * is*, after all, your third offense," I say quietly.

 "Ms. Harder I'm sorry, I just didn't get a chance to study! I swear it won't happen again! I-"

 I cut off your sentence by suddenly striking your desk with my yardstick. Its sharp tone makes you jump in your place.

 "I really don't want to hear your excuses, young lady. Besides, we both know you prefer screwing around with your little trollup girlfriend over focusing on your education," I hiss.

  You swallow the ball of nerves in your throat - you didn't think I’d heard your conversation with Mandy. You try to appealing to my inner Samaritan - if I have one, that is.

 "Please, Ms.. Harder, let me make it up to you. I'll stay after every day, I'll do extra credit! I'll do anything!"

  My lips curl up in a devilish smile. "You will indeed, Jenny."  I turn and walk over by my desk, then stand next to it. I beckon you to me with one finger, and you slowly approach the front of the room.

  "Bend over the desk, Jenny. Put your palms flat on its surface, and spread your legs about a foot apart."

  You reluctantly do as you're told, and within seconds you're in a very compromising and vulnerable position. I lift your skirt up over your hips, revealing your lacy white thong. I rub your ass gently with my fingers, sending chills down your spine.

  "Such a nice little ass - it's a shame I have to beat it." I draw back the yardstick, readying for the impending blow.

……….

 I shiver at your words and wait for the impending blow. You hear me suck in my air.  You wait for long moments enjoying the view and the delicious feeling of power over me.

 Then you strike once. >thrwack<! "Gasp"! My mouth hangs open in shock. How could something so lite sting so much?

 Again you strike. The red line left by the yard sticks half an inch below the last strike. Perfectly parallel. I shiver on the desk. My hand comes up and I bite down on my finger. I'm not going to give you the satisfaction of my scream. This is fine with you. It’s a challenge. And you like this kind of challenge.

 "Jenny this is only happening because you disappointed me" >thwack<!  "And because you cheated". >Whap<! "Don’t think for one moment that I am" thwack<! "Enjoying" >whipp< "any" >thick< "of this"! >whip thwach whap<

 Your words are punctuated by little yelps from me and the high sound of the evil yard stick across my upturned flesh. You smile, enjoying every moment of my punishment. As you work the instrument down one buttock you reach the top of my thigh. The next angry red line traces the delicate curve of my lower fanny. >Thwip<

  "AHHH" I yell. "PLEASE MISS HARDER! Please, sob, let me go I will do anything. I will dust your erasers, I will clean the classroom, I will DO MY HOMEWORK"!  I begin to sob uncontrollably. You watch my backside jiggle slightly. You note that thus far you have only worked over one side of my rump.

……….

 "I haven't even started yet, Jenny," I laugh.  I tackle the other side of your rear, quickly and forcefully. I deal your ass blow after blow, hitting it with the yardstick without any mercy.  Your tears flow freely down your cheeks, and your cries echo throughout the empty classroom. You begin to wonder if I'm ever going to stop.

 Suddenly, I do stop. I lay the stick down on my desk and step directly behind you. You inhale sharply when you feel my cool hand on your ass. I begin rubbing it gently, attempting to soothe the bright red welts on your skin. "This could have all been avoided Jenny," I say softly.

 "I know Ms. Harder, I'm so sorry," you sniffle. "Please let me make it up to you. I'll do anything you want."

 "Anything, Jenny?"

 "Yes, Ma'am."

 I hook my fingers underneath your thong at your hips and slowly pull it down your legs. You turn your head, looking at me in shock.

 "Ms.Harder ?"

 "Shhh, Jenny. Be a good girl for once in your life and *shut up.*"

……….

 "But"..  I whisper and am quickly cut off by a sharp smack to my right cheek.

 "I said be quiet trolop". You menace and I burry my tear streaked face in my hands. You look at me with great interest. The red lines on my pale behind perfectly and precisely laid out in little rows. You could hardly do better if you had measured them. The moist and puffy vaginal lips on display below, a faint clean scent accompanying it.  Perfectly hairless and flawless pussy. And one pink hand print on my right buttock.

  'I HAVE to even this out, you think to yourself'. You begin to smack each cheek in earnest, stopping only when the flesh is uniformly pink, inviting, and hot to the touch. You notice I shiver as you trace a well-manicured fingernail over my flesh. Somehow I kept silent like you demanded, except for quiet little shakes and sobs.

 "And what do you propose you do to make this up to me Little Miss"?  I stutter and stammer my response, a dam of emotion held half way in check for the last several minutes, suddenly set free.

  "PLEASE MS HARDER! I will do anything for you. I will be the perfect student. I will never cheat again I will"...

 I shudder as your hand rests on my  rear, gently stroking. Your thumb tapping on my pink bud between my cheeks.

tap.. tap.. tap..

  I whisper....  "I will kiss you and make it better.  I will..  say I’m sorry...  by kissing so sweetly...  down there"?

……….

 "A very good start, Jenny."

 You watch me, your eyes wide with fascination, as I hike up my skirt. I'm wearing a black garter belt under my skirt, along with a pair of black lacy panties and thigh high stockings. I pull my panties down and let them fall to the floor. I take a seat in my desk chair and pull my skirt up around my hips. My pussy is as smooth as yours.

 "Get down here Jenny. On your knees." You hesitate for a moment, still trying to wrap your head around what's happening. You fall to your knees on the floor in front of me. I spread my legs wide open, inviting you in. You can't help but stare at the juicy pink folds of my pussy.

 "Start apologizing, you little bitch." You lower your head between my thighs and slowly start licking my pussy, just barely running the tip of your tongue along my body.

 "You need to do better than that, Jenny." You lap at my pussy lips, becoming more and more aggressive as you go. I moan and sigh as your mouth finds my clit and you begin to suck on it.

"That's it. Suck it," I growl. I grab your hair and hold your head firmly against my groin. You slip your tongue deep into my vagina and rub your nose on my clit. I buck my hips against your face, desperate to meet your tongue's strokes. My breathing has become heavy - I'm slowly reaching climax.

 "Mmmm, yes, Jenny. That's a good girl.. Make me cum."

……….

 I'm pulled so forcefully against you. I can't breathe. I don’t think I care. What little breaths I do get through my nose are filled with your natural perfume. My head spins, intoxicated. I work my tongue as deep and fast within your flower as I can. You twist my hair in your fingers and begin to grind me into you. I look up at you with pleading eyes. I see your eyes behind those stern glasses, slightly fogged from the effort. Your perfectly painted lips curled up into a cruel snarl.

"I didn’t say you could look up at me. You haven’t earned that"!  Again I’m deeply into you. I’m not going to suffocate, I’m going to drown. For several long seconds you alternate between grinding little circles and slamming my face against your mound. I do everything I can to please you with my lips, with my tongue.

 Your grip grows even tighter, your thighs clamp down on either side of my head, you stiffen and christen me. You say something in your delight as the wave surges through you. I can’t hear it.

 After several years you loosen your grip enough for me to move and catch precious oxygen. I thank you. As best I can. I slide up slightly so my hot breath is against your button.

 I whisper "So sorry"...  I purse my tongue into a U and slip it over you. I begin to suck gently at first on your erect clit. As the sucking intensifies I swirl my  tongue jest a little and begin to hum around your most sensitive spot.

  I bring up my right hand where from where it has been busy on me and begin to gently push two fingers into you. You can feel a second climax approaching, larger than the last. You know you haven’t given me permission to actually touch you with my fingers, but it feels so good...

……….

 I rock my hips back and forth, sliding along your fingers. My vaginal walls tighten around your fingers as another orgasm rips throughout my body. My sweet cum starts to flow onto your lips and down your chin. I moan and writhe as my juices gush from my pussy.

  I suddenly grab your chin and pull your face to mine. I kiss your mouth hungrily, sucking my cum from your lips. My hand slides between your thighs and finds your soft mound. I start rubbing your clit with the tip of my middle finger - it's your turn to tremble and shiver.

  "Sit on the desk, Jenny. Now."  You obey and sit on the desk in front of me. You let out a little yelp as I rip open your shirt and send buttons flying to the floor. I grab a pair of scissors and cut your lacy white bra from your torso, revealing your milky white breasts. I begin kneading them in my hands, gently tugging and twisting your nipples as I do so. I push you back on the desk, forcing you to lie down. I wrap my lips around your left nipple and tease it with my tongue - I continue kneading your right tit in my left hand.

 "Ms. Harder," you whisper. My left hand is between your thighs again, my mouth still around your breast. I find your clit and rub it furiously, making you moan and shake beneath me.

……….

 I'm in shock. My prim and proper teacher. The symbol of what a woman should be, is furiously bringing me to a hot boil on her desk. I'm completely open to her as she kneads my tits. As she hungrily sucks my nipps, as she rubs my throbbing button.

 "Oh teacher!  OH MY GOD, MS HARDER"..  I gasp and writhe on her desk accidentally knocking her day planner to the floor.

  "OH my ...  my ....   YOU’RE MY FAVORITE TEACHER EVER. I will always do everything you want me to do forever! Make me say I’m sorry every day"!  And then I scream.

 "ELIZZZABEEEETTHHH”

  It echoes around the empty halls of the school. I small splash of me escapes and wets the side edge of the desk and your sleeve. You are clamped onto my sensitive nipple gently biting as you flick your tongue over its tip. I gasp. I raise my head and look at you dreamily.

 You look back. Your evil grin scares me a little even as it looks comical with your slightly mussed hair and crooked glasses.

……….

 "You're my little slut, aren't you Jenny?" You nod slowly, still in a fog from the mind-blowing orgasm you've just had. Your body is still quivering, your pussy dripping with your cum. You can't believe that your teacher just made you orgasm.

 I let my hair down and toss my glasses on the desk. You can tell I'm about to get down to brass tacks. My eyes narrow and my lips curl up in another devilish grin. 'What is she up to?' you wonder.

 You shriek as I grab you by the hips and turn you face down on the desk. I pull the remnants of your bra down off your shoulders and wrap them tightly around your wrists, binding your arms behind your back. I lift your skirt up and give your ass a sharp slap, reminding you just who's in charge here.

 "Keep your eyes forward, slut."

 "Yes, Ma'am."

 You listen curiously as I open one of the drawers in my desk. I rustle around, clearly looking for something. You hear me pull something out of the drawer and set it on the desk besides you. Your curiosity is driving you crazy - you're desperate to take just a peek. You see the object out of the corner of your eye. It's long, thick and the color of flesh. You have no idea what it is.

  You then hear me unzip my skirt, and can feel me grab the mystery object from the desk and fidget with it behind you. I walk around to the front of the desk and stand directly in front of you. Your mouth drops in shock as you finally get to see what I pulled from the desk. I'm sporting a strap on, roughly 8 inches long and 2 inches thick.

 "Well Jenny? It's not going to suck itself."

……….

 "But I have never..  I...  yes teacher”. I grab the edge of the desk and pull myself forward slightly. The head of the skin tone monster is brushing against my lips. I look up at you worriedly. I forget myself and stare at you for several seconds in awe. With your hair down and without your glasses it’s like a vision...

 "Now Jenny". Your tone is firm, your smirk is cruel, your eyes shine.  I close my eyes and open up. I try and swallow as much as I can... And promptly choke.  You laugh.

 "Little slut doesn’t know what to do with a cock? Don’t worry I will teach you." You start to tell me what to do. Lick the length. Kiss down the rubber balls and kiss them. You tell me if they were real I would have to suck each one into my whore mouth and hum while I suck, 'like you did with my clit'. I nod my head, taking better notes then I ever did in class.

 "Now back to the top. Lick around the head. Spend plenty of time on the spot directly underneath the crown. Now take me in. Suck and Bob your head.

  Yes that’s right. I will make sure you get plenty of practice at this. Get it wet. You don’t know where it is going".

  I wonder about that last statement as you pull it free with a pop. And then walk around the desk. I begin to look behind me. I need to know what you’re going to do.

 "I said eyes front"! You yell and smack my ass.  I look straight ahead. Grip the edge of the table. And hold my breath.

……….

 You gasp as you feel the tip of my rubber cock against the opening of your pussy. You've never had anything so big inside of you - you can't even begin to imagine how you're going to take all of it. I tease your clit and pussy with the tip. You're scared to have that thing so close to your tight little hole, yet you're excited - you're eager to have it inside you.

 "Do you want it, Jenny?"

 "Yes, teacher! Please!"

 "Please what?"

 "Please! Please fuck me!!"

 Without hesitation I drive my strap on deep into your pussy, sending you reeling into Nirvana. I start pounding you, driving my shaft in and out of you, deeper. Harder. Faster. You let out a low, guttural moan as I push it all the way in and bottom out inside of you. You feel so full, so used - you love it. Orgasm after orgasm ebb and flow in your pussy, again and again.

 I slowly pull my toy from you and rest its tip between your ass cheeks. You're still trembling, still aching for more. I press it against the tight little bud that is your ass. You bite your lip anxiously. Is she really going to do it? You wonder.

……….

 The hard head of your strap on is at my little back door. I'm breathing in gasps.

 "Jenny, spell run. Do it now"!

  "Huh, teacher it’s R-U- OWW!  INNNN"!  I yelp as is suddenly pushed deeply into me. It’s too much, too hard, I can’t take it!

 "Please teacher, PLEASE I CANNNTTT....   STOP"! You stop. The weapon buried in my body half way.  You reach under me and begin to slowly circle my clit with your fingertips.

"You can’t what Jenny? Do you want me to stop"?  A gentle pressure, back and forth very very slowly. I’m gasping.  "No Ms. Elizabeth, please teacher".... A sudden slap to my still stinging backside.

 "Tell me what you want you little slut"! You demand.

 I bawl "I .... I want it in me...  I want it because its yours!  Take me in the ass!  TEACH ME"!

 "Very good little girl". THRUST!

 I cum. Suddenly, without warning, I CUM. A gasping quivering pile of jello.

……….

 I laugh wickedly as you tremble after your orgasm.

 "You're such a little whore." You scream both in agony and in pleasure as I push my cock into your ass further.

 "Spell slut, Jenny."

 "S-L-U- TEEEEE!!!!" You cry as I drive it further into you still. I rub your clit a bit harder, occasionally dipping my finger into your wet pussy.

 "Very good, Jenny. Now spell whore."

 "W-H-OOOOHHH" The toy is nearly all the way in. "R-E." you manage to finish the word.

 "Good, girl." You scream again as I push my strap on as far as it will go. I start pumping your ass, sliding my rubber cock back and forth.

 "You like this, don't you Jenny?"

"Yes, Miss Elizabeth!"

 I'm pounding your ass as hard and as fast as I can go. It hurts, but it's a good kind of hurt. You don't want me to stop. Yet another orgasm rips through your body. You're dizzy from it all, any more and you might just pass out. I slow my pace, just *barely* sliding the strap on in and out of your ass. Now I'm just teasing you.

 "You're my little fuck slut, aren't you Jenny?"

……….

 "Yes Miss Elizabeth...  I’m your...    ooohhhhh...   little fuck slut. I belong to you now".  I groan while pounding on the desk with my fist. Tiny tremors roll one orgasm into the next.

  "You’re going to do everything I tell you without question or hesitations aren’t you"? I groan, you slap my ass hard.

 Gasping I say "YES TEACHER".

 "Very good, now tell me. Did Mandy know you were going to cheat off of her? Tell me the TRUTH". With that last word you push the strap on deeply into me again and, reaching under, you pinch my clit.

 "YIEE... gasp.   gasp...  Yes Miss Elizabeth. She knew...  She’s my best  friend she lets me cheat off of her all the time.   ohhh"...

 "I see little slut. Does Mandy date? Does she like girls"? You slide the rubber cock back and forth within me slowly. You are keeping me on edge. You are -driving me- to answer all your questions.

 "Not lately...  and she is straight...  she teases me about liking both guys and girls sometimes"...

 "This is what I want you to do"! You lean in over me, your hips rocking back and forth with little jerks. You breathe into my ear and whisper your dirty commands......

And you say...

……….

 "We have another test coming up next week. I want you to cheat off of her again. I'm going to catch you both in the act, and keep you both after class."

"Yes, Miss Elizabeth. What are you going to do to her?"

"The same thing I did to you, of course," I laugh wickedly.

"Yes, Teacher."

You moan as I push the strap on all the way in before I pull it slowly out.

"You'd better get home, Jenny. I'm sure your parents are wondering where you are." You get dressed as best you can - though you stuff your bra in your bag. Iput my clothes back on as well.

"Jenny?"

"Yes, Miss Harder?"

"I want you to stay after tomorrow, too."

You blush and smile. "Yes, Ma'am."

"Now get going, Jenny."

You smile and leave the room to head home.