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A spanking at school
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I was in 7th grade and had a male teacher (Mr. S.)who was very attractive. I have always found balding men to be extremely sexy. I had reached puberty and my sex drive and sexual awareness seemed to be always on my mind.
I had a history of being sent to the office every other year since 1st grade; this was because I'd get in trouble for talking and laughing in class.
One day I was kidding around with classmates and Mr. S asked me to stay after school. He chose not to send me to the office but to punish me on his own.
After school I remained in class. Mr. S had a little office in the cloak room. It was in an old school where the cloak room was at the front of the class. He asked me to sit down in his office where he reviewed with me my tendency to talk and laugh too much in class. He said that it was a distraction to the class and interrupted his teaching lesson. He also told me that he knew I was a smart girl and had a lot of potential to go a long way in life. I think he told me this so that there was a positive balance to the upcoming punishment.
He told me that he could have sent me to the office but felt that he could help me more than the principal. He wanted me to finally "get it" regarding changing my behavior. He said he knew that I was afraid, especially that my parents would find out I got in trouble again. He promised me that my parents would not find out.
He turned down the light in his little office. He reassured me that he was not going to hurt me. He then had me bend over his lap for my first spanking at school. I already had a pretty little ass and an awareness of its part of my budding sexuality. Mr. S started to spank me thru my clothes (we wore dresses in that era). It didn't hurt and I realized that I actually liked it. I found myself wanting to lift my little ass up for more!
That is when things changed...Mr. S raised my skirt up to reveal my red panties. He spanked my ass thru those panties and it was even more intense and pleasurable. He seemed to realize that I liked it, so after 5 swats thru my panties he pulled them down so my smooth and innocent ass was fully exposed. Instead of spanking me he "petted" it as if it were a precious animal in need of love and affection.
He took both of his hands and grasped each buttock so he could push them up and out. This felt sooo wonderful and made me wiggle for more. He pushed, petted, wiggled and rubbed my ass nice and hard! Ohhhh!
I think I was moaning and cooing before he stopped spanking me and put his middle finger into my now-wet pussy. "Oh, my God! Oh!" I heard myself say. It was as if I was standing outside myself watching this pleasurable session. Mr. S continued to stimulate my pussy and put more fingers into my innocent and horny hole. As I lay on his lap I could feel his penis bulging underneath me.
Mr. S had me get up and sit in the chair again. I was shocked when I saw him pull his erect penis out of his pants. He told me that it would be inappropriate for him to touch me with it and that he was going to do something and he wanted me to just watch. I was shocked at how big his penis was and wondered why it fit into his pants and was not visible most of the time!
He stood in front of me and began to stroke his penis. I loved watching him do this and thought that his penis was incredibly beautiful. I noticed that as he increased the rate of the stroking that his face became tense. He approached me and continued to masturbate until he said, "Lean towards me" which I did. He said, "I'm cumming!" and began to shoot his thick, white cream all over my face. At first I was shocked, but as I tasted it with my long tongue I was amazed that I liked the taste.
My S. sat down and was breathing hard and trying to catch his breath. He looked at me and smiled at the cum that was covering my face. He handed me a white hanky to clean it off. "How are you doing?", he asked. I said that this all felt wonderful. "Did you learn your lessson?", referring to my behavior. I told him I got the message but that if I do not misbehave in the future that I won't be able to come and do this again.
"What about this? In the future, if you no longer interrupt the class with talking and laughing, you can come here any day after school and we can do this again?" I smiled and giggled slightly as I said, "I'd love to!!"
I remember thinking that this just couldn't be happening and I couldn't believe how good this felt and did not feel punished at all! I felt rewarded! All I knew is that I didn't want it to end and I wanted it more! I left the cloak room with a new sense of myself. I was only 12 but I had begun to see myself as an attractive and sexy woman!
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