Disclaimer: the Back to the Future franchise and all related merchandise, films, literature, etc. are the sole property of Universal Studios Amblin Entertainment. The following is a work of fan fiction and is not authorized or approved by Universal Studios.
Note: The movie got most of the story right, but several things had to be censored or modified. This is the real story. This story assumes the reader has knowledge of the basic plot of the first Back to the Future movie. It is not my intent to retell that story, which is why much of the movie plot is only vaguely referred to in order to move the story along. All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 years old or older. Enjoy!
Friday, November 4, 1955
Lorraine Baines was bored stiff. How could a teacher possibly be so boring? Glancing around the classroom, it appeared she wasn't the only one bored. She quickly noticed at least two other classmates nodding off. It was only November. How was she going to endure this class for the rest of the school year? Ugh! She glanced at the clock on the wall. Class wouldn't be over for another 30 MINUTES! If she didn't need this class to graduate, she'd drop it in a heartbeat. Mr. Thompson seemed oblivious to his students' boredom, and continued to drone on at the front of the classroom.
Lorraine briefly glanced over to her right, unintentionally making eye contact with Biff Tannen, probably the biggest jerk at Hill Valley High, and as dumb as a box of rocks. He winked at her and licked his lips.
"What a jerk," she thought as she quickly looked away.
She often wondered how someone so stupid was even making it through this class, but she'd heard through the grapevine that he simply bullied nerds into doing his homework for him. But while she detested him as a person, she admired his physique. Of course, she would never give him what he wanted. She simply would not reward such an asshole with her body. But that didn't mean she couldn't fantasize about him. She assumed his cock was above average in size and wondered if she would even be able to take him in her mouth or pussy.
As she fantasized, she reached up under her skirt with her right hand and began to rub her soft mound through her thin panties. As she rubbed her pussy and daydreamed about Biff's dick, she felt herself starting to get wet. She rubbed some more, putting extra pressure on her clit.
"Miss Baines?" called Mr. Thompson, "Can you answer the question?"
Lorraine was startled back to reality and quickly wondered if anyone had seen what she'd been doing. It didn't appear so, but she had no idea what Mr. Thompson was even talking about.
She was saved from this embarrassing situation by a student who walked into class and presented Mr. Thompson with a note. He read it and then looked at Lorraine.
"Well, Miss Baines, it looks like you're wanted in the Principal's office."
This elicited a collective "ooohh" from the class, who assumed she was in trouble. Lorraine didn't care. She grabbed her hall pass and started towards the principal's office.
Principal Strickland was a Hill Valley native. His grandfather had been a Marshal here when the town first formed during the California gold rush. He had attended Hill Valley High himself. After graduation he attended college out of town, then returned to Hill Valley where he married and got a job teaching at the High School.
While he enjoyed teaching high school, being around so many hot young girls drove him crazy. He would often jack off while fantasizing about fucking these hotties on his desk or pumping his cum down their throats. Having to look at these hot bodies every day was simply too sexually frustrating! Once he was promoted to principal it got a bit better as he didn't have to stare at these hotties in his class all day long. But even then he still got a load of eye candy every day. He had to figure out something or he'd end up losing his job and maybe going to jail.
After some serious thought though, a plan fell into place.
Rule number one: the student must be at least 18 years old. Thankfully, the age cutoff for starting kindergarten in Hill Valley assured that about half the high school seniors would turn 18 during their senior year. Their ages were easy enough to verify with his access to school records. He knew he was potentially risking his job, but he had no desire to risk criminal charges as well.
Rule number two: target only the promiscuous ones. This hadn't proved difficult, as girls bragged about such things and seldom paid attention to who was within earshot.
Rule number three: no coercion or pressure. In fact, since he was only targeting the loose ones, he was able to be persuasive enough that most of the time they ended up propositioning him! He would simply talk to them about their future college plans, and the importance of a good high school record free of discipline issues and, of course, the power of a good letter of recommendation.
He decided never to hold a refusal against anyone, but that hadn't happened yet. It made sense actually. These girls were already spreading their legs for boys buying them a cheap dinner and taking them to a drive-in movie. How much more valuable was it to have a principal who could make your tardy slips go away, keep you out of detention and write you a glowing college recommendation letter?
Finally, he made it a point to have dirt on every member of the school board, the only people who could fire him. If accusations were raised, it would simply be his word against that of a promiscuous student. He liked the odds. So far, his system had worked flawlessly. At this rate, he would never retire. He'd work into his 80's and be enjoying fresh teen pussy his whole life. Most men would give anything to have that!
As he sat at his desk on this Friday morning, he glanced out his window and saw the cheerleaders practicing their routine for the game that night. My god, they were hot. He knew they couldn't see into his office since it was so sunny outside.
As he watched them, he focused on Natalie Wood, a very beautiful junior. He couldn't wait until she turned 18. As he fantasized about fucking her mouth and pussy he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and reached down to grab his growing cock.
"What am I doing?" he thought, quickly realizing he didn't have to settle for jacking off.
He reached over to his intercom and pressed the button.
"Mrs. Wiggins, could you please have Lorraine Baines report to my office?"
"Sure, Mr. Strickland," came the reply. Now all he had to do was wait. Lorraine was his newest acquisition and he had yet to even see her naked.
Their first encounter, after his "interview" with her, had ended with her sucking him off and him depositing a load of cum down her gullet. Today he expected to go much further. He started to regret pulling her out of class - doing that too often could arouse suspicion. But his cock demanded immediate attention.
Lorraine made her way to Strickland's office knowing full well why she had been summoned. She hoped this encounter would involve some stimulation for her and not just be another quick blowjob.
She decided to take a short detour to improve her chances. She quickly darted into the girls' restroom and removed her panties, which were quite moist due to her classroom activity a few minutes earlier. She wadded them up in her hand, then proceeded to Strickland's office.
"Mr. Strickland, Lorraine Baines is here now."
"Please send her in, Mrs. Wiggins."
