This is a story I previously published here years ago under a different username, holes. I have decided to re-publish a revised version.
This is a work of pure fantasy. If you do not enjoy stories of non-consent / reluctance, please do not read.
All characters are 18 years old or older.
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I drove into the parking lot and took a deep breath as I prepared to get out of the car, apprehensive but excited about my first day at my new job. It was my first day at Bonita Girls' School, where I would be Head Disciplinarian, a position I'd been accepted for at the end of the previous school year. I was particularly looking forward to seeing the principal, Miss Lawson again; she was beautiful, voluptuous, with long dark hair, and for my interview she wore a low-cut top that showed off her ample cleavage. I remember I had trouble not staring, and I swear a couple of times she caught me, and smiled knowingly. Despite the distraction, I must have interviewed well as I was offered the job a few days later.
Just the thought of her had made my cock grow and stiffen, and for a moment I contemplated rubbing one out now in my car so I wouldn't be so distracted for the rest of the day. A glance at my watch, however, revealed I didn't really have time.
I stepped out of the car and walked across the parking lot and through the grand entrance to the school. The corridor was deserted as I made my way towards Miss Lawson's office along the marble floor. As I prepared to knock on her door, I hoped my hard-on had dissipated enough so as not to be visible through my pants.
"Come in," Miss Lawson said, and I opened the door and entered her office. I was thrilled to see she looked just as hot as I'd remembered, again wearing another top with a plunging neckline, and again I could hardly take my eyes away from her heaving breasts.
"Good morning Mr. Johnson. How are you?" she asked.
"Fine thanks. And you?"
"Very well thank you. Please take a seat," she said, ushering me toward the chair opposite her desk. "Did you enjoy your welcome to the school this morning?"
"My welcome? I'm not sure what you mean." I replied, sitting down.
"There wasn't a girl at the entrance this morning to welcome you to the school when you arrived?"
"No..." I said, intrigued by what she was referring to.
"I do apologize. This simply won't do. Excuse me a moment" she said, and pressed the red button next to the microphone on her desk.
"Will Olivia Preston report to my office at once" she said sternly into the microphone. By now I was even more intrigued about what was going on.
"Olivia was supposed to welcome you to the school this morning. She'll be here in just a moment."
"Oh...OK," I replied. There was supposed to be a girl welcoming me to the school when I arrived? What did that mean, exactly?
While waiting for Olivia, we made smalltalk about how we'd spent our respective summers. She told me she'd spent most of the time on the beach, and my head was immediately filled with visions of her in a bikini, rubbing sun tan lotion all over her exposed body. My hard-on started to return and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.
Less than a minute later, Olivia arrived. She was gorgeous - about 5'5," with shoulder length blonde hair, brown eyes, full lips, and while her breasts were not the biggest they looked very pert under her shirt. She was wearing a ridiculously short skirt which must have barely covered her panties, and they showed off her smooth, tanned legs. I wondered how a skirt that short could be considered part of the school uniform, and I had to stop myself from staring at her legs. By now, my cock was fully hard again and I worried the bulge would show through my pants.
"Olivia, our new Head Disciplinarian, Mr. Johnson, tells me you weren't there to welcome him at 7:30 this morning as we had planned?" Miss Lawson enquired.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I thought it was 8:30!"
"I'm very disappointed in you, Olivia. It was a very simple instruction to be there at 7:30"
"But I'm sure you said 8:30, miss, because..."
"Are you arguing with me?" Miss Lawson said, now raising her voice.
"No miss," Olivia replied meekly.
"Good. Now get over there and give him the welcoming we talked about"
Olivia nodded and walked over to me, smiled and then dropped to her knees. I couldn't be sure what exactly was going on here, but I think I had a good idea. Olivia paused and looked back at Miss Lawson, who nodded her approval back.
Why was she on her knees right next to me? I was sure Olivia would be able to see the bulge in my pants, as my cock felt like it was going to burst out.
"Hi, I'm Olivia, I'm here to welcome you to the school," she said, on her knees and with her hands now on my thighs.
"Hi Olivia," I replied, my heart racing and my cock throbbing with anticipation.
"I'm so sorry I wasn't there to greet you earlier," Olivia said, looking up at me with her big blue eyes and an anxious look on her face, as she reached over and unbuckled my belt. I couldn't believe this was happening.
"That's...that's OK" I replied. Olivia was now unzipping my pants as my ever hardening cock urged to break free.
"Olivia is a senior here," Miss Lawson said. "In fact, she just turned 18 yesterday."
"Thank you for being so understanding," Olivia said as she reached inside my pants, then inside my boxers and deftly wrapped her soft, warm hand around my throbbing member. I was so excited I was afraid I might climax right away. I looked up at Miss Lawson and she smiled back at me. Olivia took my cock in her hand and began to stroke it slowly and gently for about ten seconds.
"I hope this will make up for it," Olivia said as she lowered her mouth onto my cock. Her tongue swirled around my cockhead and she licked up the precum oozing from the tip. The feeling was unbelievable as this hot blonde teenage girl engulfed my cock with her warm, wet mouth. I still couldn't believe it was happening, and for a moment actually considered it might be a dream, but the pleasure coursing through my veins from the amazing blowjob I was receiving from this talented cocksucker was so great and so intense that I realized it had to be real.
"I hope that does make up for Olivia being late this morning, otherwise she'll need to be punished," Miss Lawson said.