I loved spring time at my high school. The days would get longer as the skirts got shorter. Girls who had been hiding under bulky winter clothes couldn't wait to bust out the sluttiest clothes that they couldn't wear for the last several months. Britten King was the best of them all. Homecoming queen, president of the class, editor of the yearbook and the whoriest virgin you've ever seen, Brit was perfect in just about every way. Five foot one maybe 110 nice tits nice stomach nice ass beautiful face, she was the highlight of my day when she'd walk into English class and toss her dark brown, curly hair over her shoulder, sit down and cross her perfect legs.
On this particular day Brit broke out the big guns, a short plaid skirt, white button-down shirt and a red tie loosely tied around her neck. If that wasn't enough already the Prom fundraiser that year was a sucker sale and, you guessed it, she had a cherry sucker between her lips. Damn! Damn damn! I already had enough problems keeping my dick soft with our twenty-five year old English teacher, Miss Velsy up in front. She hadn't embraced the spring yet, still dressed in her tight grey skirt and black turtle neck sweater she had the look of a dominatrix.
As class moved along I did my best to concentrate but Britten kept sliding that sucker in and out of her mouth and I had no choice but to stare. My daydream was sharply interrupted by Miss Velsy
"Britten?" she said, "could you go make two hundred copies of these please?"
"Of course, Miss Velsy" she said in that sweet ditsy voice or hers.
Ok I though now I can concentrate. Not so much. Miss Velsy was putting on a show. When she wrote on the board her little butt kept wiggling back and forth, sometimes she'd have to reach really high and stand on her tip-toes showing off the lines running up her panty hoes. I thought they stopped making those kind of silk stocking back in world war two but what do I know and what do I care, she was too hot. This went on for a good ten minutes before she bent over to pick up some chalk and I lost it.
"Um may I be excused for a moment?" I asked with a small crack in my voice.
"OK but check on Britten on your way back she's been gone a bit too long."
"Sure," I said as I hurried for the door. I'd never jerked off in public before but I think I would have to get through the rest of the day.
I hurried down the hall towards the bathroom but was sidetracked when I heard a slight moan come from the copy room. Could this be? My luck had never been very good but I thought it would be worth the embarrassment of being wrong just to check it out. It was probably nothing anyway. If Brit was in there I could just try to hide my hard-on and tell her to get back to class, go jerk off and come back. No big deal. I had no idea what I was in for.
I opened the door slowly and couldn't believe my eyes. There was Britten King sitting on top of the copy machine, head in the air with iPod earbuds in her ears, one hand under her shirt, and the other, up her skirt plunging that cherry lollipop in and out of her juicy cunt. At all the things that were improbable and impossible and insane about the whole situation the fact that she had no panties on is what boggled my mind. (I'm not that bright sometimes) My next move, I knew, could make or break the situation and I think I made the right one. I summoned all my courage and inched up to her, eyes fixed on the sucker appearing and disappearing into her beautiful, shaved, pussy. I took my hand slowly and placed it on her knee. Her eyes popped open and she held back a scream. When she recognized me her face changed toward relief and she said "oh, thank god. I was afraid I'd be in trouble." "You're not in trouble at all" I croaked back.
"I never do this but I was so turned on all day and the vibration of the copier just got me the rest of the way. You won't tell anybody will you?"
"Of course not" I said. "In fact I've been horny all day too. To tell you the truth it was your fault."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
