In every highschool, there’s always this student who never fits in no matter how hard they try. And in my story, I’m that student who tries to fit in, but keeps failing miserably. I tried to an extent and I just gave up. No one has to notice me. I don’t have to be friends with popular girls.
During lunch, I sit alone at the corner with my earphones plugged in my ear and my untouched meal. The students around me talked about the upcoming prom. Everyone is excited. Some girls and guys already had their dates. They giggle as they talk about what to wear to the dance with their dates. I have no one so I just say to myself I won’t be showing up.
Today is the last day of school and the students of Everton high can’t wait to go home and have fun. A lot of the girls can’t wait to hangout with their boyfriends. I don’t have a boyfriend or even a fling, so I wasn’t really excited about anything. There’s not much to my life. Go home, read my book and in the evenings, I drop by at the animal shelter where I volunteered to help. Nothing ever interesting happens in my life.
The bell rings and everyone hurriedly stands up as they pack their things, ready to leave. I grab my backpack and put back my books and textbooks. I zip it and fling it over my shoulder as I head to the door.
” Lizzie.” Mr. Newton calls my name. I stop by the door and turn around to look at him.
He’s my English teacher. The man I secretly stared at and admired. I have a crush on him. But he was forbidden. He is the man I can’t have. He’s been teaching at Everton High since I was a sophomore, which was a year ago. The very first day I met him, I can’t forget the experience. My heart beats against my chest and I find myself staring at him for too long. I am 17 and still a virgin. Never really dated anyone and it’s not by choice. It’s just that for some reason, people just don’t want to date me. Mr. Newton is the only man who’s genuinely cared for me. He’s young, 26 years old. With his finely cut blonde hair. Slender build and he is really handsome.
” Happy about prom?” He asks with a small smile.
I bite my lip shyly. We’re the only ones in the classroom.
” No.”
” Why?” He asks as he approaches me.
His cologne hits my nose and it makes me dizzy. He smells rich.
” Nothing. I just…” I sigh and look anywhere else but him. He’s too close, not that close but still close. If someone walks in, they will think something compromising is going on between me and my English teacher. And that won’t be good news. I’m still a junior. Can’t risk getting expelled because I couldn’t keep my hormones in check.
” Are you okay?” Mr. Newton surprises me by touching my neck with his hand, as if to check my temperature.
I jerk back at once.
” I’m sorry.” We say in unison.
” It’s fine. Are you okay?” He asks again.
” Yeah. I just don’t have someone.”
” You know…” he smiles at me while I fiddle with my hair. ” You don’t need anyone to have fun.”
” Yeah, I know. It will be a little awkward showing up without a date.”
” Have you been to prom before?”
” Nah. This is my first prom.”
He nods and thrust his hands into his pockets. ” I can be your date if you want.” He says with a smirk.
What?
” What?”
” I want you to come, Lizzie.”
I bite my lip. Why does he care if I show up or not?
” I’ll think about it?” I shrug one shoulder.
” Promise me you’ll come? For me?” He asks. For him?
I give him a long stare as I sigh.
I nod and give in. ” Sure. I don’t need anyone to have fun.”
” That’s the spirit.” He says and turns to walk back to his desk. ” I’m expecting you, Liz. And have fun out there.” Hopefully…
” Sure.” I give him a small smile and turn around to leave the class.
I just agreed to go to prom because of my teacher. My teacher that I have a crush on. A man that I want.
It’s prom night. I stand in my room as I stare at the pink dress. I have always wanted to attend this year’s prom so I saved money to buy this dress and later changed my mind because I don’t want to show up alone. And that’s exactly what’s happening. I’m going to show up alone.
” You okay, honey?” My mom calls my name. I can hear her footsteps climb up the stairs.
Slowly my door opens and my mother enters.
” Still deciding?” Mom asks as she stands next to me. We watch my dress together.
” Wow…this is beautiful. How long did you save for this?” Mom asks.
” So long…”
” You should go. Not everyone who has a date goes to prom. You don’t need anyone, Liz.”
I sigh. ” I know.”
” Good. I’m happy you know that. I want you to wear this dress and go out there to have fun. It’s just one night. If the experience turns out bad, which it won’t, you can choose not to attend next year’s prom.” Mom says. I turn to look at her for a long minute and nod.
The only reason I’m going out tonight is because of Mr. Newton. I want to see him tonight.
I shower and get dressed. My mom helps me with my makeup and my hair. Once she’s finally done and I stare at my reflection in the full length mirror, I look beautiful.
” You’ll be fine. You always will be.”
I keep telling myself I’ll be fine as I watch my fellow students dance. I am bored and I’m not fine. I haven’t seen Mr. Newton since I got here. I sat down and played with the flower that was tucked in my hair. I pulled it off and started to cuddle with it. I’m uncomfortable. I don’t wanna be here. The only person I want to see, the only person who calm my nervousness is Mr. Newton and he’s not here. Why will he tell me to come and not show up himself?
God I’m such an idiot. I get up and grab a drink as I absently sway to the music.
” And she came…” A familiar voice says behind me.
I turn around and Mr. Newton is standing behind me. Dressed in a black suit, his blonde hair is finely styled.
God, he is gorgeous.
” You came.”
” Of course I came. I wouldn’t miss the chance of getting to see you in your prom dress. You look beautiful, Liz.” He whispers for my ears alone.
I look around and everyone seems occupied. Nobody really cares about me. But definitely not Mr. Newton. The first month of him teaching in our school, nearly all the young girls, especially seniors wanted him. Even a few female teachers. He was pleasing to the eye. Always has been.
” Should you be talking to me?” I ask him. I don’t want to do anything to make him lose his job.
” Maybe not. You wanna go somewhere private and quiet? Where no one would disturb us?” He asks, with hope in his beautiful blue eyes.
” Uh… s-sure.”
” The classroom. I will head out first.” Mr. Newton smiles at me and leaves.
God. What’s happening? It’s prom night. A night where a lot of girls have fun. Some even lose their virginity at prom. I should be having fun not going into a quiet classroom with my teacher. The one teacher I have a crush on. I finish my drink, dispose of the cup as I push past these sweaty bodies. I walk down the hallway, making sure no one sees me as I continuously turn around. I stop outside his classroom and try to calm my nerves. My hands are sweaty.
What exactly are we doing here?
I have no idea. But I’ll have to find out. I push open the door and step inside. It’s dark and I can’t see anything. But from the hallway light, I can see my teacher’s silhouette.
” Come in, Liz. And please lock the door and turn on the light.”
I step inside and turn on the lights. I lock the door and slowly approach him. I feel weird. Horny? I anxiously bite my lip as I stare at my teacher’s eyes. He’s leaning against his desk.
” Having fun out there?”
” Nah.” I chuckle nervously.
Mr. Newton smiles. ” Are you nervous?”
” What?” I bite my lip and laugh silently. I stop laughing and sigh. ” I am.”
” Why?” He asks and pulls away from his desk. He slowly approaches me.
” I don’t know. I just don’t know if this is right. Me and you, in here.”
” But we’re not doing anything wrong.” He points out.
I nod and look at the floor.
” Liz. Look at me.” He commands. Slowly, I lift my head from the floor and glance up at him.
” You look really beautiful. The minute I saw you walk through that door, you reminded me how I really feel about you.” He confesses.
” What do you mean?”
Mr. Newton takes another step and stops right in front of me. We’re standing in each other’s space. He tilts my chin up with his forefinger as he captures my lips with his. I am surprised, taken aback as my eyes flutter shut. His arm slipped around my waist with our lips moving in desperate kisses. I have only kissed one boy. My best friend and I were fifteen. To cut the long story short, he moved away and we never got to see each other again. My first kiss is nothing compared to this. This is a lot. This is more and this is different.
Mr. Newton is experienced and he knows exactly what he’s doing. I wrap my arms around his neck, my hands desperate enough to pull him into me as our lips move. He starts to walk forward, with his arms still around my waist and his lips locked with mine. I feel my back press against the door and I moan.
I’m kissing my English teacher on prom night with all the ethics of this school that this is wrong and frowned upon thrown out the window. His hand leaves my waist as it roams all over my body, groping me everywhere. He slips his hand inside my dress. His fingers brush against my panties and he pushes it to the side. I feel his fingers enter into me and I gasp.
” Fuck. Sorry Liz.” My teacher apologizes. I nod.
” Do you want me to stop?”
” No.” I say at once.
He smiles and continues to kiss me while his fingers thrust in and out of me slowly.
” God, you’re so tight.” Mr. Newton moans.
Is this the time where I’m supposed to tell him I’m a virgin?
I moan into his mouth as he fingers me. His thumb starts to rub circles on my clit and my eyes rolled into my head. I’ve explored myself, once or twice but it never feels like this. This is amazing and I can’t contain my moans. I can’t believe I’m about to lose my virginity to my teacher in his classroom on prom night. He pulls out his fingers and I’m empty.
” Why did you stop?”
” I’m just getting started with you, Liz.” He smirks as I watch him undo his suit jacket.
” Bend over that desk, yeah?” He says. I nod and walk to the desk as I bend over it.
” Good girl.” I tilt my head to stare at him. He drops his jacket on his desk and walks towards me.
He pulls up my dress so that it’s around my waist as he licks my butt cheeks. His tongue is warm against my skin. I shudder, my toes curl and I want more. His tongue licks my butt cheeks to my asshole. He spits into it and flicks his tongue on it like an expert. He goes down on his knees in between my parted legs and begins to lick my clit. He squeezes my ass in his hands and licks my pussy. I moan out loudly by mistake as I quickly cover my mouth with my hand.
” Oh my God.” I moan into my hand. ” Just like that. Please don’t stop.” I greedily move my hips back to grind against his lips.
Mr. Newton squeezes my ass as he licks and sucks. He pushes in two fingers and starts to finger me. I cry out and grip tightly to the edge of the desk. My stomach twists and I feel that weird electric shock in the pit of my stomach. I moan into my hand and climax.
” That was good.” Mr. Newton praises and stands.
I turn around, still perched on the desk to stare at him. He smiles at me with dark blue eyes filled with just as he pulls down his zipper.
” Are you a virgin?” He asks. I slowly stand up as I nod.
” Then this will hurt a little. Maybe a lot.” He whispers as he brings out his dick.
Oh my God. I have never seen a dick before in real life. Except if you want to count the pornstars that I’ve watched on my phone. Mr. Newton’s dick is beautiful. He’s hard, fully erected with precum leaking out of the tip. He strokes it as he stares at me.
” Come here, Liz. I’m going to fuck your mouth.” He commands.
I approach him slowly. He asks me to go on my knees and I kneel down. I grab his length with both hands and slowly jack him up. He groans.
” In your mouth. Put it in your mouth.” He says. I put him in my mouth and sucked him.
I have never given a blow job before. This is my first. And I don’t know what I’m doing. I have watched a lot of porn videos and hopefully I can learn from them. I take him out of my mouth and lick up his length. He’s long, not that thick, but long. His pink head is hard and swollen. I suck his head. Only the head of his length and he groans. His hand fist my hair as he slowly starts to thrust into my mouth. With a penis like this, it’s definitely going to hurt a lot. Mr. Newton cups my ears with both hands as he deepthroat his dick into my mouth. I’m gagging so he stops and lets me catch my breath.
” That’s a good girl.” He praises and pulls me to stand up. I take off my panties and kick it to the side.
He turned me around and bent my back so that I was touching my toes. Mr. Newton pulls up my dress with my bare nether regions in his mercy. Mr. Newton pushes my legs apart and rubs the tip of his dick on my wet slit. He pushed his dick into me and I covered my mouth with my hand at once.
” Oh my God.” I gasp out a moan. ” Oh my God.”
He pulls out and pushes the head of his length inside my tight slit again. Slowly I feel him stretch me as my walls try to accommodate his length.
” So fucking tight. I feel like I’m going to cum already.” He groans.
His hands push my butt cheeks apart as he pushes his dick all the way inside me.
” Oh God.” I cry out. God it hurts so much. So freaking much I’m about to give up.
He pulls out the second time and thrusts into me again, and then he starts to ram into me. He grabs both my hands in his hand behind my back as he pounds into me. The classroom is filled with our quiet moans and groans and the sound of skin slapping against skin. The hurt already died down and now I feel the pleasure gradually building up. Mr. Newton pounds into me while trying to control himself from fucking me harder and rougher. And at this point I won’t mind.
” Harder. Please.” I plea.
He obeys as he pushes in and out of me faster, with my hands in his bound. My wall finally stretches to accommodate his size and I feel my hymen open up. I am no longer a virgin. I just give it to my English teacher on prom night when there’s a party going on. I feel fulfilled and I don’t want him to stop. As he fuck me, I want him to do it again and again, whenever I want him to, as long as we don’t get caught.
My knees are shaky as he slams into me harder. I’m moaning loudly while trying not to make any noise so we won’t get caught. If not for his hands holding tight to my hands behind my back, I would be falling to the floor out of too much pleasure.
” Oh Lizzie.” Mr. Newton groans. ” You don’t know how much I’ve always wanted to fuck you. The minute I walked through those doors and I saw you, all I thought about was my dick sliding in and out of your tight little cunt as I made you cum for me.” He groans as he talks while deep stroking me.
I feel every inch of his cock, push right into me, expanding my walls more as it pulls out again.
” You don’t know how many nights I’ve thought about your sweet little cunt as I stroked my cock. You’re fucking driving me insane.”
” Please fuck me harder.” I beg. He groans.
His hips roll back and round as he pounds into me. The ta ta ta sound of his skin slapping against mine is loud and anybody who passes this hallway will definitely hear it. He let go of my hands and let his hands roam freely on my body. He cups my breasts and squeeze, pulling my body back a little as he fuck me. My ass bounces against his groin and his balls slap against my ass. This is too good. This is too freaking good and I’m cumming again.
Mr. Newton wraps his left hand around my neck and choke me a little. He brings his hand in between my legs and starts to rub my clit while trying to steady his long deep strokes.
” Oh God…” I moan loudly, not really caring if anyone might hear us.
He rubs my throbbing swollen clit harder as he slows down his thrust. My legs shake and I climax. He rubs his palm up my stomach with his other hand still around my neck. He cups my breast, squeezes really hard as he drives into me faster.
” Are you on any pills, Liz?”
” No. I’ll get one once I get home.”
” Good girl. Because I want my cum inside you. I want you to go back to that party with my cum leaking out of your tight little cunt and remember the person who fucked you good.”
” Please. Cum inside me.”
” Fuck.” Mr. Newton groans and with one last hard thrust he shoots his cum inside me. Warm seed coats my walls and I feel him soften inside me.
We breathe raggedly as he pulls out of me. Mr. Newton helps me stand and I bring my dress down. I pick up my panties and slide it up my legs. True to his words, his semen slowly leaked down my inner thighs. I smile.
” You good?” He asks. I nod.
” Good girl.” I arranged my dress. He pulls up his pants zip.
” You wanna do this some other time?” He asks and grabs his suit jacket.
” I’ll be delighted.” I smile and run my fingers through my hair.
” Then my dick is all yours, Liz.” He smiles.
I bite my bottom lip and nod.
” You should head back to the party. We can’t be seen together, remember?”
” Yeah. Thanks.” I say and skip out of the classroom.
I step outside the hallway and glance around. It’s quiet, with no sight of anyone. With a big smile on my face and my teacher’s cum slowly leaking out of me, I head back to the party.