Note 1 All characters are 18 years old.
Note 2 There are 18 chapters to this story.
Note 3 There are 159 handwritten pages.
Note 4 This story was intended as an adult comic.
(chapter seven)
When the hand covered Kelly's mouth, she briefly tried to struggle. She stopped struggling because she felt another hand go to her waist, and she heard the person say. "Don't scream!"
Just as she realized she knew the voice, she felt the hand at her waist slide under her little black skirt and at least two fingers rub against her drenched panties.
As Kelly knelt there in the hallway, getting her hot little pussy rubbed really well by someone she really didn't know. She shivered once before breaking out in a cold sweat.
What if they got caught?
Kelly started to breathe a little heavier as the two fingers slid past her black lace bikini panties crotch and pulled the crotch to the side. Kelly was having trouble breathing, when it hit her that the man holding her wasn't hurting her. He was just holding her in place.
Kelly relaxed slightly because she thought she knew who this man holding her was. She figured it out just as two of his fingers slid into her hot wet and tight pussy. The fingers were sliding in and out of her tight wet pussy. She had just taken a deep breath in relief that she wasn't getting hurt. But, instead being finger fucked, when she felt the hand across her mouth lift a little as someone with Mr. Hansen's voice say. "Don't scream, Kelly." Then she felt his hand at her tiny waist.
The fingers in her wet pussy were removed and then she felt that hand go down her legs to her knees. That is when he lifted her off her feet. Once he picked her up and had a firm hold on her, he carried her across the hallway into another classroom.
Kelly would later learn that this classroom was used for storage and as a private room for the teachers. It led to the old Teachers Lounge.
Once through the door and into the classroom beyond Kelly was very gently put back on her feet. She had her knees slightly bent when Mark Hansen very gently and carefully put her down.
He kept his hands on her tiny waist until she got her balance back then he let her go.
Her big brown eyes got bigger than they really were and her pretty mouth fell open in surprise. She shook her head, her long dark brown hair flying everywhere. Kelly opened her mouth to blast her English teacher, but good but she didn't know what to say.
He was standing in a position to stop her from running out the door. "Don't scream,
and don't run. At least not yet." Is what he said.
Kelly didn't scream, but she did give him a rather nasty glare.
"What's the fucking idea?" Kelly asked with almost a snarl to her voice. She was not only frightened by what he had just done. But as she calmed down a bit she was starting to get really pissed at him as well.
"I didn't want you to get caught."
She gave her English teacher a dirty look. "Is that why you were finger fucking me? Because you didn't want me to get caught?" There was acid in her tone of voice.
Mark Hansen turned crimson at her question. Opened his mouth to try and justify himself, realized that he couldn't so he closed his mouth without saying a word.
Kelly stood there and watched her English teacher's face turn different colors. She realized that he was blushing and that is when she got a rather nasty idea. She gave him a little smile and asked. "Why shouldn't I tell the Principal about what just happened?"
Mark Hansen turned completely white at that very softly spoken question.
Kelly could see him swallowing hard, and it looked to her like he was sweating at those words. "Well?" She asked. "Why shouldn't I tell the Principal?"
He swallowed hard, shook his head and closed his light blue eyes in pain before giving her a pleading look. "I could lose my job, or I could go to jail. Which would you prefer?"
This little senior is going to nail my ass to the fucking wall, and there's not a hell of a lot I can do to stop her, he thought to himself.
The little brunette senior went. "Naw."
Her English teacher blinked his baby blues at her as he ashed in surprise. "What did you say?"
Kelly gave him a smile before repeating herself. "I said, na." She continued to smile at him as she shook her dark head. "I mean getting you fired that's not really me. And putting you in jail, well that sounds a little extreme if you ask me. And neither of those things sounds like fun to me.
He opened his mouth to say something but she put her finger across his lips to stop
him from speaking. "Before you say anything, hear me out."
"Umm, sure. Just what did you have in mind?" He replied with a slight shake of his head.
Kelly smiled softly at her English teacher.
Mark Hansen saw the gleam in her pretty brown eyes and swallowed hard. He couldn't help frowning at the smile the tiny high school senior was giving him. He couldn't for the life of him figure out what she was up to. Which made him start to sweat all over again.
Once her English teacher put Kelly on her feet. She turned to him, reached out and put her arms around his neck to pull his head down. When she had his face where she wanted it, she stood on tiptoe and planted her soft warm lips on his lips.
The kiss from the little brunette senior blew Mark Hansen away. Mark knew he had hit the jackpot with this tiny high school senior. His huge cock was rock hard and throbbing in his pants as he stuck his tongue into Kelly Peterson's hot eager mouth.
As the kiss continued and their tongues wrapped around each other like a couple of mating eels. Mark felt his cock getting even harder and harder as they continued to kiss passionately.
His left hand went from her face to her breast. And even though Kelly was a senior she was small for her age at only five foot one and maybe a hundred pounds. She wasn't built like most of the girls her age. She knew this but from the way her English teacher was reacting to her. He was either really horny or he liked the way she was put together. Or maybe both.
Kelly couldn't tell and right then she didn't give a shit which it was because her English teacher's hot tongue and what he was doing with his hands was driving her nuts. She could feel that her pussy and her panties were drenched, not just wet.
Mark Hansen had been trying to get his right hand up under Kelly's tight red sweater. But because it was so tight on her he was having trouble getting his hand under her little red sweater.
He was breathing hard as he broke the kiss. His left hand was still on her right tit. He had been gently squeezing and rubbing her through her little red sweater.
Mark didn't know if her little red sweater was glued on or if it was painted on. But he knew it had defeated his every attempt to slide his hands under it.
Kelly Peterson let out a soft chuckle, at least that is what Mark Hansen thought he heard before she let out a soft moan. That sounded more like a purr at what his right hand was making her feel.
She didn't say a word to him, she just reached for the waistband of her little black mini skirt. When she did Mark heard a soft zzz.
When he looked down at her he found out what that soft noise was. Kelly had unzipped her little black mini skirt. At least partially.
Kelly still had one hand around her teacher's neck, her other hand had dropped from the zipper of her skirt to his belt. Once they broke the kiss Mark thought he heard her say. "Not again! Amii!"
He very gently pushed Kelly back an inch or two and looked down at her. She tried to pull him back because she thought he was going to leave.
She was wrong in what she thought.
When her English teacher pulled away from her, he reached down and pushed her hands away from his belt. Before she could say anything in protest, Mark put his finger gently across her soft lips. He then walked over to the room's door and locked it.
He hadn't left Kelly standing there alone. He had his left arm around Kelly's tiny waist as he walked over and locked the door to the Playpen.