2 comments/ 82169 views/ 3 favorites Katelyn By: sexy_nimph Ok, so I'm in school, in class and let me tell you, my teacher, Mr Harrap is so unbelievably sexy! He is about 39 years old, 6ft 3in, and his hair is dusky blond. And his body? Well, you could have an orgasm just looking at it! Can you imagine what it must be like under that clean white shirt and those cut-off jean shorts that look like they where made just for him? And then there’s his eyes, well there’s nothing quite like them, they are the most piercing blue eyes you have ever seen. When he looks at you its like looking in to the ocean. Ok, your thinking I’m totally in love right? Well you could be right but I think I’m more in lust than love! Mmmm! The things I would do if I got my hands on that body! Running my hands down his chest… “Katelyn…Katelyn?” I blinked and looked up to find the whole class looking at me and Mr Harrap leaning casually against his desk with a quizzical look on his face. “What?” I whispered. “ We lost you there for a minute, I was asking how the male genitals are different from the female genitals.” “As in one is a cock and the other is a cunt?” I answered with wide-eyed innocence. The whole class took a simultaneous intake of breath but Mr Harrap looked unfazed except for the tiny tale tale pink tinge colouring his cheekbones. His gaze hardly left mine for the rest of the lesson, those piercing blue eyes seeming to see strait through me. I was so wet I thought it was going to leave a mark on my skirt! After class I grabbed my best friends hand and ran towards the girl’s toilets blessedly they were empty, I didn’t bother to go into a stall, I jumped up on the surface and lifted up my skirt. I never wear panties so Amy could see immediately what kind of state I was in! “Please?” I whispered, she knew exactly what I wanted. She gave a furtive glance towards the door before kneeling down. She started to lap up my juices from my thighs. I shivered at her touch and when her tongue slipped between the lips of my cunt I threw my head back and moaned. She slipped two of her fingers inside me and swirled her tongue round my clit in little flicking motions that she knows drive me wiled! My hips bucked and my breath caught in a silent scream as I came. “O god I want to fuck Mr Harrap!” I moaned with my head throne back and my eyes still shut. “A hem” My eyes snapped open and Amy sprang up from her position between my legs. There standing by the door was Mr Harrap!!! “I think you two should get to class don’t you?” he said softly. Before Amy could run off I grabbed her hand and sucked her fingers into my mouth, licking my cum off her fingers, all the while eye contact with Mr Harrap. Amy scuttled out the door. I on the other hand slipped of the counter and started to re-adjust my skirt, which had become un-tucked and was now its normal knee length instead of my preferred enticing mid thigh. I re-tied my shirttails under my 34d breasts to give them maximum cleavage. His eyes slid from my overflowing breasts down to my exposed stomach and then down my long legs. “I will see you in my office at the end of the day miss James!” he said as I moved past him. His bulging cock in his trousers not going unnoticed! When I got a little way down the hall I turned and found him still watching me. “Till after school…sir!” I said and gave him a cheeky smile and a little salute. He swiftly turned his back on me but not before I’d seen his boyish grin. The two classes I had left dragged by like you wouldn’t believe! All I could think about was what was going to happen in that office after my last class! I got shouted at god knows how many times for daydreaming! When the bell finally went for the last time at 3 o clock I jumped out of my seat and was out the door before the rest of the class had even thought about moving! Although I couldn’t wait to find out what my punishment would be I didn’t want to seem to eager so I went to the toilets to re-apply my make up and adjust my clothing. At ten past three I was running late. I was known all round the school for being late but when it comes to detention you are expected to be punctual. I walked up to his door and went strait through without knocking. I closed the door and lent against it. His office was surprisingly large. He was sitting in his chair at his desk; he swung round as he heard me enter. “I’ve been waiting for you for over ten minutes miss James!” “So has your cock by the looks of it!” I pointed towards the obvious bulge in his trousers. “Well Katelyn,” he continued regardless of my comment. “Would you care to explain what you were doing when interrupted you and Amy in the toilets earlier today?” “Sure, I got so hot and bothered in class thinking about what I would do to you if I got my hands on you…well anyway I got so uptight that I just had to have an orgasm, I mean I wouldn’t have been able to concentrate on getting good grades if I didn’t!” I looked at him and batted my eyelashes. “So that’s what I was doing, Amy was just umm.. Assisting me?” I laughed and looked at him coyly. His dick had been getting bigger and bigger as I was talking about me and Amy. “You want to fuck me don’t you Duncan?” I laughed softly as I moved around to where he was sitting. His eyes widened at my bare faced brazenness. “ Tell me, you want to don’t you?” I pushed him back into his chair and straddled his legs. I moved forward so my bare pussy lips were right on top of his cock. I rubbed myself against him. He growled and said, “Don’t you think we should lock the door if we are going to do this?” I gave him a look of pure satisfaction before saying: “That’s the whole point sir, anyone could walk in just as I have your cock in my mouth” (I pushed against his straining dick for good measure)“and you wouldn’t be able to do a thing about it!” He groaned at the thought. “Now what have we here?” I asked as I slid my hand down between us and squeezed his cock through his trousers. He closed his eyes and sucked in his breath, obviously trying to calm himself. I laughed at him softly. “Come on Mr Harrap, surely you can do better than that!” I taunted him. He definitely didn’t like that! His eyes narrowed and his hands came up to rest on my shoulders for a moment before he shoved me. He caught me off guard with his strength and I toppled backwards my back hit the desk with painful force. I closed my eyes so the tears wouldn’t be seen. He was on top of me in two seconds flat, holding my arms so they were pinned to the desk. My breasts were nearly overflowing from their confinement. I could feel his cock straining against me. “Mmmmmmm what do you want to do to me Duncan?” I licked my lips as I said this and I felt him shudder as he watched my tongue running along my lips. “Tell me Duncan,” I whispered enticingly. “ I’m going to take out my cock”(he said as he unbuttoned his jeans) “and shove it inside your hot little cunt!” “Do you like it that nearly all the students and teachers have fucked me? Do you like knowing I’m a whore?” “You’re a little slaper! You have no self-respect!” “You like making me feel cheap Duncan?” “You are cheap! And I’m going to fuck you like the cheap whore that you are!!” He hissed as he pulled out his cock. He lifted my skirt up around my waist and gave my pussy an appraising glance. He reached up and ripped open my bra to reveal my young pert breasts. My nipples were hard as rocks by this point! He twisted my nipples in his fingers, causing me to cry out in pain. “You like that don’t you? You little whore!” “Yes” I whimpered. He opened my cunt lips before savagely running his fingers down over my clit, which made my hips jerk in response. He then plunged his fingers into my soaking wet pussy. He rammed his fingers in and out of my cunt making me nearly scream with pleasure. “O god yes! Fuck me Mr Harrap you know you want to pound your cock into my cunt until I scream!!” “O, I’ll make you scream alright!” he said, his voice harsh with sexual power. He held his cock in his hand and guided the throbbing head into my dripping wet pussy. With one sharp thrust all 10” were inside me. “O fuck yesss!” I screamed. “O! God! O! O! Yes!” I shuddered as he pumped his cock in and out of me. “You’re a fucking whore! You don’t deserve to be fucked by a big cock like mine! You’re a little fucking slapper!” he exclaimed. His words made me shudder and buck my hips against him as my orgasm tore through my body. He continued to fuck me mercilessly as I begged him for more. He thrust one more time before crying out with pleasure as he shot his cum inside my cunt. He sat back in his chair with a sigh. I slipped off his desk and onto my knees and sucked his cock into my mouth. “Mmmmm that’s right bitch clean my cock up like a whore.” I stood up and rearranged my clothes. “See you tomorrow Mr Harrap, thank you for my punishment, I’ll make sure I’m naughty much more often from now on!” I said as I walked out the door. As I ran to catch the last bus home I thought to myself. Hmm maybe I should go for someone with more power…. As I sat on the bus the perfect person came to mind…. the principle! Mmm now that would be good…I thought as my hand slipped mindlessly under my skirt. End This story is dedicated to Mr Duncan Harrap, who is and always has been the sexiest teacher I know! Please vote for my story and any others you read! Any comments and suggestions on this story or further stories are most appreciated. Katelyn Learns to Close "Goddamn middle managers!" Katelyn raged to no one in particular as she took out her frustrations on the dashboard of her car. Her meeting had not gone as she'd hoped. The prick from Gerson Manufacturing was not the decision-maker she'd hoped he was, but just another suit that stood between her and her first big sale. The labyrinthine corporate structure was a mystery Katelyn was only just beginning to understand, and the meeting with Blake was another lesson in the layers of bureaucracy wedged between sales people and the buyers. It wasn't like Blake was a bad guy, either. He was just a regular working man, too boring and unremarkable, in both looks and personality, to feel much of anything for, even frustration. And he had told her he had to take her proposal to his boss, so it wasn't like he'd given her a hard "no." But the frustration was still there. Katelyn was still feeling her way along in her new job, but she had always had high expectations for herself. And the fact that she still had not closed a big sale annoyed her. Pounding her steering wheel was not a constructive use of her energies, so she put her car in gear and drove out of the parking lot toward home. She put in her favorite CD and lost herself in the drive, blasting Britney Spears and feeling the frustrations ebb away with the miles. Jake was out of town this weekend, so she had to find a way to work out her frustrations that did not involve a nice angry fucking. Perhaps a little wine and some mindless television would help get her back to her normal self. She flipped on the TV and popped poured herself a glass, but she could still not let go of her frustrations. Katelyn really wanted to be good in her job, and the fact that she could not make headway with Gerson bothered her. A more experienced salesperson would probably know what to do, she thought. But her background as a waitress and a secretary had not prepared her for the twists and turns of closing a sale. Executive assistant, she corrected herself. Secretaries like to be called executive assistants now. Corporate speak was like a foreign language to Katelyn, and its speakers were prickly about titles, she'd found. Jake always said he jerked off to relieve frustration. That she could do, even if she couldn't close a sale, and her shower head did things to her that made separation from her boyfriend decidedly less boring. It was too early for Cinemax to be showing anything that would help her get off, but she flipped it on anyway. A silly Chris Farley comedy was showing, but it looked like something good might follow. Katelyn went to get another glass of wine to help drown the self-imposed stress. As she sat down with her liquid stress reliever, Farley and his little buddy David Spade were sitting in a diner on the television. They were discussing sales, and Katelyn's ears perked up. When Spade said something about selling yourself was more important than the product, Katelyn gasped. "Holy shit!" she said. She realized that this dumb movie had just given her an insight. She had been trying to sell Katelyn, the hardcore corporate salesperson. She had largely forgotten about Katie, the fun and flirty waitress that earned big tips by being herself. Her ample breasts did not hurt her quest for tips, either, but she always thought her fun-loving personality had been the key. In fact, she realized, Katie had probably been the one who was promoted from secretary into the sales department, as her sales manager always smiled and had a joke for her when she was answering phones and taking messages for him. Monday morning came, and Katelyn's first order of business was calling Blake at Gerson. "Blake, did your boss get a chance to look at my proposal?" she asked. "Not yet. He doesn't work on the weekends, you know," Blake said a little huffily. Thinking of Katie, she said, "Come on, Blake, couldn't you talk to him about it now? I'd be forever in your debt." It was corny, but also a little flirty. Surprisingly his tone softened, and he said he'd talk to Mr. Gerson today. That was a big step. Katelyn knew that Gerson shipped computer components all over the country, and her company's pricing was very competitive. And they had more trucks than the other logistics companies in the area, so she really felt that she had a chance of closing the deal. The rest of the day was taken up with expense reports, call backs and all of the other minutiae that go with being a salesperson. Her phone rang late in the afternoon, and it was Blake. "Katelyn, these numbers seem a little too good to be true," he said without preamble. Her boss had said she had some discretion when it came to Gerson. The company had been trying to land the account for more than a year with no success. When she had first been assigned the account, Katelyn had assumed it was a test that new salespeople were given to test their humility. She knew it was a tough nut to crack, but she wanted to show her days as a waitress were over. She told Blake that the figures were accurate, and used the opening to ask for a meeting with his boss. Blake said that his boss wanted him to check the accuracy of these figures, and asked if she was willing to meet before the end of day. She thought this was a good sign, so she agreed immediately. Upon arriving at Gerson, she found an empty parking lot. Fearing that she had messed up the time, she called Blake from the parking lot and was relieved when he picked up his office line. Remember Katie, she said. "What's a cutie like you doing working so late," she said. "My wife never expects me home for supper, so I usually eat here," he said. "Managing logistics don't really allow for a lot of time off." "Well a hard worker like you deserves a little reward every now and then," she said flirtingly. "Why don't you bring your stuff down and talk to me over dinner. My treat." Blake protested a little, but eventually agreed. He came out the front door with what looked like a laptop bag and several folders. It looked like it would be a working dinner. "McGill's ok?" Katelyn asked when he sat down in her passenger seat. Blake agreed. McGill's was a nice little bar and grill around the corner. It should be fairly slow tonight, as it wasn't really a sports bar, so they should be able to talk some business. As she walked through the doors, she could feel herself relax. Little places like this were familiar territory for her, and she could feel her confidence returning. The stares she was getting from the guys at the bar didn't hurt her confidence level either, as she could almost hear them asking what a cute blonde like her was doing with a boring guy like Blake. When they found a table a pretty young waitress stopped by to take drink orders. Blake ordered a beer and she followed suit, glad to have some liquid courage to help her burgeoning confidence. Blake got back to business though. By the time the waitress returned with their beers, they were already knee-deep into a conversation that they'd had before. She assured him the figures were accurate, but he did not seem to want to take "yes" for an answer. After they ordered food, Katelyn decided to try a different tack. Katie had always found that a little touch can bring down a lot of barriers, so Katelyn reached over and touched Blake's hand and told him not to talk business while they ate. And it worked. Blake actually blushed a little, and suddenly his smugness abated as he stammered his assent. She ordered another round without asking, and began talking to Blake about his personal life. Katelyn could feel Katie coming front and center as she chatted and casually flirted across the table. The food was good and the service was excellent, so they were never without a drink. And she could tell they were both feeling a little buzzed. Blake was growing more talkative by the moment, and she knew that having the attention of an attractive woman was bringing out a more agreeable side do him, and Katelyn decided to make her move. "Listen, I understand you and your boss don't want to sign an exclusive contract, but you should let us show you what we can do on a trial basis," Katelyn said. Blake paused and she felt his resistance give way a bit. "I might be able to authorize that," Blake said, with a hint of smugness returning to his voice. "But we haven't really had any problems with our current shipper. What can you offer?" This was big. Katelyn had not even realized Blake had the authority to make that kind of call, but now she realized she could get a foot in the door. But what could she say that she hadn't already said. Katie had an idea, and the drinks had lowered her inhibitions enough to up the ante on the flirtatiousness. "Does your current salesperson swallow?" she said with a giggle. His eyes widened and his smugness disappeared. Suddenly he was a bumbling teenager rather than an officious middle-aged middle manager. "Uh no, as far as I know," Blake said. "But I'd like to hear more about that service." Katelyn had assumed he'd say something along those lines, and she replied by excusing herself for a second. In the ladies' room, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her blue eyes stared back at her, and she debated whether or not she should play it off as a joke or go ahead with it. She wasn't sure if it was the naughtiness of what she had just offered, or the buzz she was feeling from the alcohol, but she was feeling a little flushed and felt a little dampness in her panties. "What the hell," she thought, thinking of her commission. "If I'm going to prostitute myself for this deal, at least I will be well paid." A determined Katelyn walked back to the table, and asked Blake if he was ready to hammer out the details of their deal back at the office. Blake wasted no time in agreeing, and was in such a hurry to get to the car that he paid for their bill despite her earlier offer to pick up the check. She sat in the passenger seat and told Blake to drive. Neither of them bothered with conversation on the short drive back to his office. As they pulled into the parking lot, Katelyn unbuttoned her top and took her bra off, so Blake could take in her DD breasts. "Are you starting to see the advantages of our company yet?" Katelyn asked. Before she could think better of it, she reached over and felt Blake's cock through his khaki pants. Average sized cock for an average guy, she thought. She unzipped his pants and held his hard on in her hands while she looked him in the eyes. All of her boyfriends had always complimented her on her blow job skills. She wasn't sure if it was her technique or the fact that she just loved to do it that made it so good, but Blake was about to find out. She leaned in and gave his cock head a little lick before taking him all the way into her mouth. Blake grunted as his cock head hit the back of her throat, and she imagined that he'd never been deepthroated before. Katelyn pulled off of him and looked at him again, smiled and winked. Then she went back down on him all the way again, tonguing his balls a bit with his dick all the way in. Her spit had his cock lubed nicely, so she took it out of her mouth and stroked it while tickling his balls with her tongue. With his cock in her hand and his balls in her mouth, Katelyn knew he would do whatever she wanted. And she wanted the sale, and the accompanying commission, so she made went back to the job she knew better than sales. Her mouth covered just the below head now, and she tongued that special spot under the head that guys loved. All the while she stroked and gently twisted the shaft. Her other hand joined the party, moving in the opposite direction as the first, all while she sucked up and down on the head of his cock. She knew it wouldn't be long now, and it wasn't. Blake grunted a bit and she felt his cock twitch, and just like that he was shooting his load into her mouth with a groan of sheer pleasure. When he finished, she opened her mouth to show him his load before swallowing it down. Then she bent back in and cleaned up his now diminishing cock with her mouth. Blake mumbled an apology for finishing so quickly, but Katelyn knew most guys would be unable to last much longer than him in her talented mouth. "So, the service we provide is satisfactory then?" she said with a grin. "Very satisfactory," he stammered. "When can I expect those shipping orders?" "First thing in the morning," Blake said with a blush. With that, he got out of her car, and she climbed back into the driver's seat. As she put the car in gear and started home, her mind was in a blur. She realized that she'd just sucked a dick to get a sale, and that basically made her a whore. But at the same time, she had to face the fact that the dirtiness of the whole thing had her as turned on as she'd been in a long time. Her lust and her conscience battled all the way home, until she heard her BlackBerry buzzing. She opened her email and found a purchase order for shipments starting at the end of the week. The thought of her commission and her horniness commingled nicely, and she told her conscience to shut the fuck up. She would not need any help from Cinemax tonight.