It was 4th period. I was taking test in Mr. Leon's class. I couldn't stop thinking about him spanking me and fucking me. Each time he looked over at me, when every one else had their heads down, he'd give me one of the sexy seductive looks. It was driving me crazy. Not to mention, I wasn't wearing any panties (principal’s orders) and I could feel my pussy starting to get really wet with all these bad thoughts I was having. I even spread my legs a little in attempting to tease him. I started imagining him spanking me right now in front of everyone. Bending me over his desk and pulling up my skirt. How am I supposed to take this test?? Without even noticing it, I started sucking on my pen cap like it was a small cock. I couldn't take it anymore!
I got up, walked up to Mr. Leon and asked if I could please excuse myself to go to the bathroom. It was something that wasn't really acceptable during a test, but he allowed me. I knew he knew what I was going to do, too.
I left class and went to the bathroom. I needed to find somewhere that I could get myself off. I wanted into the bathroom and it was full of girls getting ready for the school play dress rehearsal. I knew I couldn't do it there. I went to another bathroom and it was also filled with girls from the play. Shit! As I was walked to the next girl's bathroom that I bet was also probably full, I passed the Janitor's office. I had only been in there a few times. And I knew that he was helping the boy's basketball team from periods 3-5.
Luckily the door was unlocked. I slowly opened the door. My heart started to pound even faster. And now the thought of playing with myself in someone else's office started to excite me even more. I was so hot!! I carefully closed and locked the door behind me. It was a good-sized office. There were lots of cleaning things. He even had a couch and a good-sized desk. The desk was cleared off for the most part compared to the couch that was filled with the basketball player's uniforms.
I walked closer to the desk and sat on it. I started to think about Mr. Leon punishing me. Then I started thinking about him finding out why I left the test and what he would do to me then. I loved the feel that was rippling through my body and especially where it reached my pussy. I felt my wetness seeping out, but I didn't want to touch it just yet.
I leaned back on the desk and parted my legs just a little. I continued my thoughts of the principal watching through some secret camera and showing it to some of the other male teachers and having them all punish me. I propped my legs up on the desk and felt my skirt fall to my hips. Feeling the gentle slight breeze on my pussy was also adding to my horniness.
Next I thought of one of the basketball players wanting his uniform and come charging in and stopping dead in his tracks when he sees me on the desk rubbing my exposed shaved pussy before his eyes. I had to touch myself then. Gosh, I was so fucking wet. I spread my legs a little more and enjoyed rubbing my juices all over my pussy. I continued to wonder if a basketball player did catch me what would he do. I pictured one of them taking my hand away from my swollen wet lips and burying his face between my legs.
I liked teasing myself. I began to gently stroke my clit. I closed my eyes tightly and waited for so many naughty images to fill my mind. I spread my legs a little wider and started to rub my swollen clit faster. I was getting really hot. I knew I didn't have a lot of time and needed to get back to finish my test. And as hot as I was, I knew it wouldn't take long at all.
I knew the wider I spread my legs and the faster I rubbed my little clit, the harder I would cum. So I did this just torturing myself gradually. By now I was letting out soft moans. I had one hand rubbing my clit and one hand rubbing my body all over making my nipples ache. That's when I got my best thought yet. I started to fantasize about having the janitor find me on his desk. Just the thought of having an intimidating huge black man seeing me with my legs spread widely with one hand assaulting my hard nipple and one hand furiously rubbing my dripping hole in his office was a little overwhelming.
I spread my legs as widely as I could and fucked my pussy so good.
"ooooooooh, yesssss, I'm so close." I purred as I held myself on the verge of a huge orgasm.
CLICK. Just as I was about to explode, I heard a curious noise. Only to open my eyes to see Mr. Rhodes, the janitor, starring at me with his eyes as though he was disgusted and his mouth as though he was intrigued. I froze and my orgasm never surfaced.
We sat (he stood) there starring at each other for what seemed like a long time. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't think, move, speak, nothing. I just laid their with my hands froze in place on my pussy and left tit. My legs were still quite spread with my skirt pushed around my waist. My face was flushed and I glistened with a little tiny bit of sweat over my entire body. I was waiting for his move. I didn't dare move first. I wasn't sure if he was going to kill me or just pick me up by my hair and carry me to the principal's office or just throw me out the front door.
Finally Mr. Rhodes broke the silence, "White pussy on my desk!! (he paused) Aren't you supposed to be in class now, girl??"
I came out of my daze and began to close my legs and sit up, "Uh, um, Well, I..."
"Don't you dare move!" He yelled at me. I kept my pussy spread before his eyes and propped myself up on my elbows so I could look him in the eye. He was a very mean big black man. My heart was beating so fast. I was so scared, but underneath it all, I could feel my juices slowly oozing out of my pussy and I know he could see it, too.
"You think you can just leave class when you like? Come to my office? And then... Play with yourself on my fucking desk??" He said in a very deep voice growing with anger.
Oh, god. What was I thinking doing this? "Um, No, Sir, I... uh..." I said quickly and flustered.
"Do you think my office is your fucking bedroom or something? What would your dad do if I showed him my video tape of all this??" He said right under a yelling tone. My heart didn't slow down one beat from the moment he entered.
A video camera?? He can't be serious. I am so dead!
"No, Sir. I don't know what I..." I couldn't believe what was about to happen. Again, I began to sit up and close me legs and cover myself, when he yelled:
"Didn't I Tell You, Not to MOVE?? (he paused) This is my office. You do as I fucking say or you'll regret it, bitch!"
"Yes, sir." I couldn't even look him in the eye anymore. I was so embarrassed.
"What is your name, young lady?" He said a little more calmly.
"Madison, Sir." I replied as I looked up curiously to see what he was going to do next. He eyes weren't as angry and they were looking me up and down. He'd look at my wet pussy and up to my eyes. His expression when looking at my pussy was almost seductive and when he got to my face it was very intimidating. I glanced down towards his crotch. There was a huge bulge, but I couldn't tell if it was just his pants or the biggest erection I'd ever seen.
He looked me straight in the eye and started to walk closer to me, "I hope you're not planning on gettin' to class anytime soon, Madison."
I was still scared to death, but all of a sudden I could feel my pussy starting to tingle again. I didn't reply back. I continued staring at him as he stared at me.
"It seems like I walked in just as you were about to cum. You looked very hot. I bet you were thinking some damn naughty thoughts. And judging on how you look right now, I bet you want to cum very badly, don't you? (he paused again) Too bad, you chose to play with your little white pussy in my office."
I remained silent. Thoughts of his cock started to fill my head. I was so close to cumming when he walked in, I was still horny as hell. I wondered if it was true what they said about black guys.
He walked even closer to me. He put each of his hands on each of my knees. With a stern stare, he looked down at my pussy. Somehow it felt electrifying, I could feel myself starting to get wetter and he hadn't even done anything, but touch my knees. He ran his hands down my thighs. I watched his enormous hands touch me. I watched his fingers, too. They looked so thick - almost the size of a small cock. I trembled.
"Such nice soft white skin..." He said. He continued to run his hands up and down my legs. For a moment, when he got back up to my knees he spread my legs very widely and just stared at my shaved pussy. Being under his complete control and being so exposed was making me so hot.
"What should I do with the girl who was caught fucking her little cunt on my desk? MMMmm," he paused and licked his lips while his eyes made my pussy burn. His lips were pretty big as well. Everything on him was pretty big. "I'm going to enjoy this."
He stroked my legs for a while and then put both hands back on each of my knees and closed my legs. While laying on my back from when he entered the room, he straightened my legs pointing them to the sky. He hands continued caressing my legs down to my ass. On his way back down to my pussy, his hands continued to up the rest of my body. His hands were very gentle. He massaged my tummy up to my tits. He continued his way up to my face and rubbed my cheek. He gave my left cheek and gentle slap.
"Maybe I should just knock you around a bit... or maybe you will be sure to do what I tell you. Your choice, Madison." His voice became very cold again. I knew he could feel my trembling.
With my legs still in the air and his hand on my face, I replied, "I'll do as you say, Sir."
"Good girl." He said calmly again. "So what do you think I should do with you? Want to tell me why your panties are missing and caught with your hand fucking that wet pussy of yours?"
He held my legs together and talked to me while I remained on my back.
"I... um, I got horny during class, sir."
"And you just thought you would come to my office, eh? Did you think you wouldn't get caught? (he paused) Or did you want to get caught, Madison?"
"Yes, I mean no, I..." I could barely thinking straight let alone talk. I was starting to feel dizzy fantasizing what was going to happen next.
"You don't have many answers for me, Madison. Can't tell me where your panties are, can't tell me why you came to my office and on my desk where I sometimes eat my food, and can't tell me if you wanted to be caught with your hand on your wet cunt or not. Maybe I should hit you around a bit." Before I had a chance to respond (not that I had anything to say) his hand went down my left leg that was still hanging in the air. His hand trailed down to my pussy and with one gentle stroke he ran his fat finger up my entire wet slit.
"Mmm." I tried not to respond to his magnificent touch, but it was too much. I knew he could feel my body shaking to his touch and the moan was just icing on his cake.
"That's exactly what I thought. A true slut!" His tone was so serious. Part of me wanted to get up and run and the other part of me wanted to be his slut. I remained silent.
"I'm going to tell you one thing. I suggest you follow it or I might have to do something you won't like. And the only thing you must obey is that you cannot cum until I say you may, understood?" I was going to be his slut and loved it.
