Copyright © 2002,   Blondie.  ALL Rights Reserved

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website 
without the written permission of the author.  The author may be contacted 
by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com.

Original posting date: 
Sunday PM, Oct 06, 2002

A wildPage story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: headmas1.txt
http://www.mrdouble.com
 

Story_codes: M/F

Story_intro:  Being headmaster at a top school was more than an honor, it was also a great way to screw young innocent virgins. 


Headmaster, ch 1

Written by Blondie


	I so enjoy being the headmaster of one of the most prestigeous schools in the country. I have total control over faculty and students, which I love so much. And I use my authority to get what I want, when I want, whether they want it or not.

	First day of classes every year is like me being a kid in a candy store. I like to stare out my window, which is right above the main entrance, and look for fresh meat.

	This year I have set my sights on an innocent looking young girl, Monique. My eyes picked her out of the crowd right away, with her long dark hair and babyface.

	I had Monique called to my office so that I could personally introduce myself. She had such a young face, even for a fourteen year old. Her breasts, on the other hand, were quite mature looking. I closed the door to my office as she sat down, then turned and walked over to my chair. "I have heard that you are a very bright young lady", I told her. "Thank you, sir", she replied. "I think you will do very well here at Chase. We offer the highest level of acedemics in the country", I told her. "Yes, sir, I've heard that" she said, shyly. The way she called me 'sir' was really turning me on. I wanted to bend her over and have my way with her then and there. "Are the rest of the students treating you well?" I asked. "Oh yes, sir, just wonderful. Everyone is so polite", she responded, a little life coming into her voice. Before I could go any further I was interrupted by my assistant. "Sir, your wife is on the phone" she announced on my intercom. Monique stood and reached to shake my hand before returning to class.

	My wife always seemed to bother me at all the wrong times. Cherry, my wife, was an annoyance to me at times. She was very much the socialite, always attending the snooty events. She would call me just to tell me about what she had just purchased, her being a shopoholic. Luckily I made enough money to keep her happy.

	It was about a week later when I had Monique called to my office again. I told my assistant to hold all my calls, even if it was my wife. I wanted to spend time alone with Monique, to take in her youthful beauty.

	Monique was a little more lively during this conversation. She spoke of her parents and siblings, and how she loved being at Chase. Then I decided to get a bit bold. I stood up and sat on the corner of my desk, right in front of her. "Do you have a specail someone in your life?" I asked. "No" she replied, blushing. "No? A beauty like you with no one special?" I asked. "No sir, no one special", she blushed. I reached out and stroked her hair behind her shoulders. "So beautiful" I said, staring at her. She looked up into my eyes and I bent down to kiss her. She hesitated at first, then gave in as my tongue rolled around her sweet-tasting mouth. Still lip-locked, I knelt down on the floor before her, my hands on her breasts. They felt so firm in my hands as I kneaded them. Then I slid one hand up her skirt. I rubbed her young hot pussy through her pristine white panties. I broke free from her mouth and lowered my mouth to her neck, kissing it as I now had my hand in her panties and a finger inside her cunt. She moaned softly as my finger explored her virgin hole. Her pussy was so tight and wet. I leaned back and lifted her skirt, then removed her panties. Lifting her skirt up, I began sniffing the wonderful aroma of her snatch. With my mouth watering I leaned in for a taste. Her tight little twat tasted so delicious. Now she was writhing around in her chair as I devoured her. She threw her head back as my tongue found that perfect spot in her pussy. Her juices flooded my mouth as I lapped for more. I lifted her legs, to rest on my desk, as I continued my snack. By the time I pulled my face away it was covered in her cum. "You like that?" I asked. "Oh yes" she answered, a huge smile on her face. She was all flushed. I stood up and saw the cars lining up outside, marking the end of the school day. Monique pulled her panties back on and walked over to me. "There's my mother" she said, pointing to a dark-windowed limo. I pulled her close for one last kiss before she hurried off.

	When I arrived home that evening Cherry was livid. "I tried to call you, why wouldn't you take my call?" she screamed. "Look, I have to work to keep you in the lifestyle you love. So stop calling me every damn time you blow money around", I shouted back. She grabbed her glass of wine and gulped in down, then refilled it and gulped that down. "Honey, I love you. But when I am at work, I am working" I said, walking over and hugging her. "Sorry baby" she whispered, rubbing my crotch. She put her glass down and took me by the hand into the livingroom. As I sat on the couch she knelt before me and unzipped my pants, fishing my prick out. She began by licking it up and down, then finally began sucking nice and hard. I closed my eyes, thinking of Monique, and blew a huge load down Cherry's drunken throat.

	I watched from my office window the next morning, my eyes seeing Monique out. She looked so delicoius as she arrived. I waited until afternoon classes began before summoning her into my office. "You wanted to see me sir?" she said innocently. "Yes, please come in", I smiled. She locked the door behind her and sauntered over to my desk, where I was sitting. She had a devilish grin on her face as she sat on my desk, right in front of my face. I pushed her to lay back, then lifted her skirt. "No panties? Nasty girl", I smiled. "They're in my pocket", she whispered. I lowered my mouth and placed it right over her peach-fuzzed mound, diving right in. I wiggled my tongue up and down her wet slit until she begged for more. She grabbed a hold of my ears and tugged on them while she came all over my face. My cock was now rock solid. I stood up and unzipped. "You want to fuck me?" she asked. Before she could say another word I rammed into her at full force. She cried out loudly as I began to ravage her young body. Her pussy bled on my cock as I popped her cherry, making her a woman. I was relentless as I continued pounding her fast and deep. I ripped her blouse open and yanked up her bra, playing with her firm tits. As her pussy clamped down around my invading prick I lost control, filling her with my seed. My limp cock slipped from her tight grips and I grabed a box of tissues to wipe up the blood. "You're a woman now" I smiled, looking into her spent face. She sat up and wiped herself off, then took her panties from her pocket and put them on. She gave me a long, soulfull kiss before going back to class.

	As my wife's thirty-fourth birthday loomed she became somewhat depressed. This was a woman who had never expressed any desire to have kids. But all of a sudden she claims her biological clock is ticking louder and louder each and every day. So it was a total shock when she just blurted out that she wanted a baby.

	In the beginning of our marriage our sex life was great. We fucked like rabbits, two or three times a day, never getting enough. Back when we married I was in my early forties and she was in her early twenties. I always knew she married me more for money than for love. And I didn't mind. Her tight little body was worth every penny I let her spend. But as the years went on we had sex less and less. All this past year we hardly had sex at all. She said she was content in giving me head, which she was amazing at.

	After a long talk I promised her we would start trying to have a baby. She went out and bought the sexiest and trashiest lingerie she could find, greeting me at the door every night in it. It was barely a month after we started trying that she told me she was pregnant. That was when our sex life took another turn down the drain.

	Luckily for me I had Monique. And I had her quite often. The day Cherry told me she was pregnant I celebrated. I had Monique summoned to my office for a little action. "Strip for me, baby" I told her as I locked the door. She climbed on top of my desk and slowly stripped down. I went and sat on my little couch as she gave me a lap dance. For the finale I had her mount my face, her body leaning against the wall. I whipped my cock out and stroked myself as she rode my face. Her pussy was like heaven to me. It tasted so sweet and smelled so good. I loved eating her out for hours. Then she layed on the couch as I jumped on top, pounding her pussy until it quivered. "Your dick feels so good", she cried. "Your pussy likes that dick?" I asked. "Fuck yes! Fuck me!" she cried. I crammed my tongue down her throat to keep her quiet as she came over and over. Her pussy grew tighter each time she came, making my cock feel so good. "Bet I fuck better than your wife", she whispered. "Much better, much tighter", I grunted. After I came deep inside her I just kept on pumping until I was hard again. "I could fuck you all damn day", I whispered. "Yes you could, my pussy's all yours", she moaned. I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it as I shot another load into her. By the time she left my office she could barely walk.

	Cherry was doing well in her pregancy. She was watching everything she ate, trying to eat healthy and not gain alot of weight. We decided not to find out the baby's sex, and we joined a lamaze class. We started picking out names and decorating the nursery.

	Monique's parents suddenly pulled her out of Chase. With no explaination whatsoever, she was gone. In a desperate state, I called upon my previous years' plaything, Tori. I had sought her out, very much the same way I had sought out Monique, the year before. She was a young, fresh-faced virgin with golden curls that framed her precious face.

	I phoned Tori late one night, in need of a good pussy to pound. Her parents had already gone to bed that night. She climed down her bedroom balcony and ran to my car, which I sat in down the street. "I can't believe you called" she said, getting into the car. "Glad I did?" I asked. "Sure, I could use a good fuck" she replied, her hand resting on my crotch. I took her to a sleazy hotel on the interstate and paid by cash, not wanting the wife to see a credit card bill. Once we were in the room I was all over her. I quickly undressed her and threw her onto the bed. She spread her legs wide open as I quickly undressed and got between her legs. "Your pussy smells wonderful" I told her, licking the inside of her thigh. "Eat it, please", she begged. I snaked my tongue all the way in, rolling it slowly from side to side. She arched her back as she enjoyed the tongue lashing. Running my hands up her body I groped her big breasts. "Make me cum! Fuck yeah, make me fucking cum!" she cried. I moved my tongue faster until her whole body shook in orgasm. Now I had my tongue darting in and out of her, making her squeal in delight. "You eat pussy so fucking good, nasty old man", she moaned. I began to finger her as I licked her clit. "I want your dick inside me", she begged. "Not yet" I teased, still eating her out. "Please, fuck me with your big dick, that pussy wants your dick", she begged. I gazed up into her blue eyes and gave in. I eased into her slowly as she wrapped her long legs around me. "You like that pussy?" she asked. "Love it, fucking love it, slut", I grunted. She yanked my head close to hers and we kissed. I could feel her orgasm approach as I pumped harder and harder. "Cum on my big dick, nasty little slut", I grunted. I was now really slamming her hard, making her cry out as she came. I rolled off of her and pulled her on top. She was always so good at riding me. "Fuck, that pussy is too fucking tight", I groaned. She squeezed my cock as hard as she could until I jizzed in her. We layed there and shared a cigarette before I took her back home.

	When I arrived home Cherry was in the kitchen, getting a snack. "Where'd you go?" she asked. "Got you a surprise" I said, producing a fruit smoothie from behind my back. I knew if she was awake when I got back that the smoothie would make her forget I had been out. "Thanks sweetie!" she said, grabbing it.

	I was getting nervous now, and so was Cherry. Her due date was a week away, making me a complete wreck.

	She went into labor in the middle of the night. I called the hospital to let them know we were on our way and our driver, to get the car ready. I hurried her down to the car, running back in to retrieve her bag before we left. I was there for her through it all. We did our breathing as she held my hand, squeezing so hard I thought she'd break it. Relief came over us both as we heard the baby's first cry. Then came the shock. When the doctor held the baby up for us to see, she looked rather dark-skinned. They took her and cleaned her off, then handed her to my wife. I was speachless as I looked at this baby, who obviously wasn't even mine! She was black, which was plain to see. She had a lot of black kinky hair atop her head. I walked out of the room in shock, not sure what to say or how to react. Cherry acted as though nothing was wrong. I paced the hallway for a while, trying to gather my thoughts. When I saw the nurse taking the baby to the nursery I went in to confront Cherry. "So, who's the father?" I asked, calmly. "What do you mean? You are!" she replied. "Oh come on, I am obviously not her father. She's black!" I yelled. Cherry put her hands over her face and began to cry. "Cut the crap Cherry. Who the fuck is the father?" I yelled. She just sobbed into her hands, not able to look at me. I walked over to the window and looked out as the sun came out. "It's Arlo's", she admitted. Arlo worked for one of our friends as a driver. "How could you? How could you do this to me?" I cried. "I'm so sorry", she cried. She looked so pitiful that I walked over and hugged her. "Please honey, forgive me", she begged. It now made sense to me on why she had started talking about having a baby. And stupid me, I never bothered to calculate when this baby was concieved. If I would've done that I'd known she wasn't mine. We had a long cry together, then a long talk. We decided to keep the baby, naming her Clara. Cherry didn't want her snooty friends to find out the truth, and either did I. I was so ashamed that she would do this to me. So she came up with this ridiculous story of how our baby had been stillborn, and how in a moment of grief we bought the baby on the blackmarket.

	Just as things began to settle down my world turned upside down. We had a former student returning to Chase, Monique. She had returned just in time for the new semester. I practically jumped for joy when I saw she was back. She looked amazing. Her breasts were even larger and fuller than before. I sent for her to come to my office right away.

	As she walked in I gave her a big hug. "I missed you so much", I whispered. "I missed you too", she said. I began kissing her and fondling her breasts. "So, where did you go?" I asked, as we sat on my couch. "Well, it's a long story" she said. "I'm so glad you're back" I said, rubbing her thigh. She lifted her skirt as I layed her on the couch, unzipping my pants. It felt like a new beginning as my cock rubbed against her wet slit. "I missed that tight pussy" I whispered. She pulled me closer, my dick sliding right in. I kissed her passionately as my cock sawed in and out of her. "I love your pussy so fucking much", I moaned. She was now grinding her hips around beneath me, until I was hitting her g-spot. "Fuck! Fuck! Awe fucking yes!" she cried, her whole body trembling. Her skin smelled so good as I nibbled her neck while pounding her. She quivered all over as orgasm after orgasm washed over her. With one final thrust I finished, slamming all the way in and spraying her insides.

	We began to talk, trying to catch up on one another. She noticed the picture of Clara on my desk. "Who's this?" she asked. "My daughter, Clara", I said. "She's cute", she said. "So, tell me where you went", I said. "Oh, I better get back to class" she said, hurrying out the door. I was puzzled by the way she left in such a hurry.

	I called her on her private phone later that evening. I could hear a baby crying in the backround. "Who's that?" I asked. "Oh, my little sister", she replied. "How old is she?" I asked. "Oh, about three months", she answered. She told me she had to go and feed the baby and that she'd see me the next day.  The next day she came to see me during her lunch period. "Hungry?" she asked. sitting before me with her pussy in my face. I went right to it, eating her with gusto. She went nuts as I shoved a finger up her ass while eating her. "Awe yeah, play with my asshole, nasty old man", she moaned. I slurped loudly on her clit as I fingered her ass. Then I slid my finger into her cunt. "You wanna fuck that pussy, don't you?" she asked. "Oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck it hard, until it's fucking raw", I replied. That day I fucked her harder than ever. By the time we finished we were a sweaty heap on top of my desk. Then she picked up the picture of Clara and looked at it again. "Weird, she doesn't look like you at all", she commented. "Well, sometimes babies don't look like their daddies", I explained. "Really? 'Cause our daughter looks just like you", she said. "Excuse me?" I said, shocked. "I said, our daughter looks just like you", she repeated. 













    *---(:>     Double for Nothing!!  Tricks for Free!!!     <:)---*


                            www.mrdouble.com

       
                     *---(:>   Mr Double   <:)---*



This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


