Tuesday 6th June

Ahh diary, I gave Miss Marie Gonzales a week to recover, wait until the coast was clear, then I tested her out, to see if my screwing of her had made her see sense. I don’t do things by halves, so I walked into her office, stood in front of her desk, unzipped my trousers, and pulled out my manhood. It was three-quarter strength when I stepped through the door. When I saw her wearing those glasses, it became much more proud.

She looked at it for a moment, then stood up. With a small grin which quickly changed to a purposeful pout, she stood up, raised an eyebrow, simultaneously put her left hand and left knee on the desk, and mounted it seductively. She crawled to me, and still on all fours, arched her back, and took me in her mouth.

“Good little slut,” I purred, as her lips made her way down me. She wiggled at this, and cupped my balls with her manicured hands. The feeling of soft French-cut fingernails on me was too much, I had to see more before I burst. I leaned over her, and tugged up the hem of her skirt. I was disappointed to see panties. I grabbed hold of them, and gave them a hard tug. She squeaked and writhed, but kept her mouth in place around me as I drew my hips in and out.

I picked up a pair of scissors from her desk, and neatly snipped them off. Her tongue was by now circling and tickling the base of my shaft, and I held her head gently in place as she bobbed up and down on me. I just couldn’t hold on any more, diary, I tried, but I came, mostly into her mouth, but a fair bit onto her face and glasses as I pushed her off me, her usefulness complete. I was careful not to stain her clothing – she would be teaching the girls in a few minutes, after all.

I still held the panties in my other hand, and it didn’t take long to decide what to do. “Open wide,” I said to her, as I wiped my cock clean with the rag, then rubbed it roughly over her face, before stuffing it deep into her mouth with two firm fingers. “All right, you can shut your mouth now, Marie.”

She did so, and seemed to be breathing heavily, the odour of my cream on her face must have been quite potent for the lass. Hey ho.

“Is your cunt wet, slut?”

“Mmm-hmm,” she nodded.

“Then show it to me.”

She rolled off from her all-fours stance, and lay back on the desk, spreading her legs. With a wave of my hand, I indicated that I wanted to see more, and she duly placed finger and thumb on her labia, and tugged her pussy wide open. I just couldn’t resist, it looked so sweet there, diary. I know I’m supposed to be the bastard in the relationship, but if I see something that tasty, I am going to lick it. I did so, without a word, and from almost the first lap, Marie was rocking back and forth, grinding her pussy against my lips and teeth. I slid my tongue into her, smiling and gently holding her hands to pull her pussylips further apart. She lolled and roared, but every sound was masked by the cum-stained panties in her mouth.

“Mmnmnggcum?” she asked.

I broke off for a second. “Yes, Miss Gonzales, you may cum.”

“Mrmrmmmmmhfurhufr Hyouuuu!” she gurgled, as I sucked on her clit, scratching my teeth against it. I sensed a little squirt come out of her, and beamed. She was a squirter! How nice for her! How delightful for me. Ed will hear of this, I thought.

I stood up, and zipped myself up. Marie, poor thing, looked thoroughly dishevelled.

“Take those panties out your mouth.”

She did so, then thanked me. I cut her off quickly.

“You’d better get to class, hadn’t you?”

“Y-yes, Mr Stoat.”

“And you’re going to put those panties up your cunt, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Mr Stoat.”

“During your breaktime, you’re going to take them out and put them back in your mouth, aren’t you, slut?”

“Yes.”

“And why is that?”

“Because I need to taste you,” she said, before adding with another eyebrow raise, “and because I kinda like the taste of myself. And there’ll be lots to taste. Caning the new girl will really make me squirt, y’know?”

Diary, I admit it. I could grow to like this girl.