I control time, and this morning the band girl needs some fun- Written partially for Bambi
Repost to connect to other stories- Sorry!
The next day I woke up early to start my day. I went to my car, and checked the trunk where I had all the thong panties waiting for me. I got on the road, and drove in with an extra smile on my face. I arrived before anyone else, and went into my classroom with my extra bag. I had all of the panties inside my desk drawers, and I made sure I was ready to teach for the day. As soon as I had, my lesson plans made, walked over to the teachers lounge to get a cup of coffee. That is when I heard that before school band practice happening. I decided to go check it out, and walked over to the band room door.
I looked through the window for a few minutes, noticing each girl that was in the band room. There were a few that met my tastes, but one girl in particular stood out. She was in the front row and was playing the flute. Her name was Erin Jordan- I had her last year in my seventh grade class, and now she was an eighth grade and a huge leader on campus. She was always busy with student government, or with the band helping tutor the younger students. As I watched her red lips blow hair into the flute, I started to get a little turned on. She has longer brown hair, and light brown eyes. Her hair today was tied back in a lose ponytail. Like normal she does some light eye makeup. Her outfit today consisted of a longer skirt and a tighter top. I swear she wears tight tops to show off her boobs. She developed early, and her tits always strained against her tops. I would have to see exactly what size she was, and I decided to flip the switch.
I heard the band stop instantly and noticed the instruments still in each student’s hands. I went in the room and shut the door over behind me. I walked up to the band teacher, and turned his baton backwards in his hand, just for fun for later! I then went to Erin. I noticed how her fingers were down, memorizing the note she might have been playing. I took the flute and set it aside. I then got her standing up. First thing is first, her sizes. I lifted up her arms and took her top off. She had on a black bra that was plain in nature- no lace or anything. I checked the tag and she was a D cup, the first D cup student for me to play with! I unhooked the bra, and pulled it off her. Her boobs were so full and nice! The little pink nipples bumped up past her areola that were surrounded by such fine, milky-white skin that it made my heart beat faster. I could not stop myself from reaching out to touch them. My hands cupped them- more than a handful- and started to play with the skin on the bottom. I took my time, with light pressure, and explored every inch from her torso to the nipple and back to her collar bones. I traced light circles for a time around her nipples, and then grabbed the entire boobs, holding the weight of them in my hands. I played with them a little more before leaning down and forward. I kissed her left nipple first, and then the right, letting my lips explore for a moment. I then went back to the right, and swirled my tongue around it. This brought a smile to my face- I can’t wait to see how she reacts to this! I decided one more good suck on the left nipple was needed prior to me moving on.
I looked around the room and found what I was looking for- a good pair of scissors on the band director’s desk. Ms. Jordan was in far too long of a skirt for my liking, and I wanted to do something about that. I walked back over to her, and pressed the skirt tight against her ass. I measured to just long enough to barely make dress code, and I cut a hole. I started to work the scissor in and around, and I carefully cut all the way around her skirt. I worked hard to make it very even and neat, but definitely on the short side. I took the extra material off of her, helping lift each leg so I could get it away. I admired the handiwork for a moment, then I lifted her skirt up to look at her panties. They were also black, and a full backed style. I pulled them down and all the way off, gathering them up in my hands after I lifted them past her legs. I found the size, and went back to my office. I found a pair of green panties in her size and returned to the band room. She was still there, one leg up in the air, no panties on and a short skirt. As I approached, I took a moment to admire her pussy. She had some light brown hair surrounding her pussy, and her lips were a darker pink in color. I used my hand to feel her slit- and found she was already soaking wet. Was it the flute playing? Maybe she got turned on when she played? I looked down at the tent in my pants, and I had an idea. I positioned her by a chair, getting her a little more bent over. I pulled the skirt up to her lower back, and got behind her. I bent her at just the right angle, and spread her legs some. I got my cock out, and pressed it between her thighs. Moving all the way up, I let my cock press on the outside lips of her pussy. I used her natural wetness to get my cock all lubed up. I then pressed her legs together, making some good friction for my cock. I started fucking her thighs, with long, slow strokes. Each time I pushed all the way forward, I would grab her little 8th grade ass and hold on for half a beat before pulling my cock to having just the tip between her thighs. The feeling was amazing on her young skin- the flesh was so slick with her juices. After many, many strokes like this I was feeling myself getting close. I pulled back and sat her back down in her chair, grabbing her flute. As I jerked a little, I got the flute back into place in her hands. I pointed my cock right at the place where she blows on the flute, and I started to cum. I grabbed my tip hard to I just had a little bit of cum come out, and I got it right on the mouth plate of the flute. I grabbed the last bit of her skirt and summed the rest of the way inside the material.
I had to sit down for a while to recover, but once I did I had more of a plan to put in action. I used the cut skirt material to make sure my cum was cleaned up. I wanted just a little bit on her lips, and on her flute where she blows it, but that is all. I next put the thong on her, putting it in place and making sure it fit. Finally, I positioned her skirt as if she was just sitting there in band- like a normal student. I made sure everything else was put back in its place, minus the backwards baton of the band teacher. I then went to my office, hiding the skirt material and getting everything back to clean. I locked my desk drawer, and then went back to the band room window. I flipped the switch to start time again. Erin instantly opened her mouth. I could see a super thin rope of cum extend from her flute to her lips. She started to moan really damn loud, and she started to spread her legs some. Just as she did, the band director dropped his baton and launched down to get it. He tripped some and ended up on his knees in front of her. She had spread her legs har enough at this point that the green thong panties were very visible to her band teacher. He did not look away. We grouped around for his baton on the ground, but he was staring for a good 5 full seconds at her little patties, which were already soaking wet and becoming partially see through. Her orgasm finished ripping through her before the band director stood fully up. It was obvious that he was hard from watching her. The rest of the band seemed to watch, mesmerized at the two, and they were dead silent. At this point she set her flute in her lap and felt her lips- the salty cum was pushed inside her mouth. She tasted it for a moment and got a puzzled look on her face. “What just happened?” I heard her say after she swallowed it. The band director walked nervously to his desk to sit down behind it, and he said to the band “class dismissed”. He was turning red, Erin was turning red, and the other students stayed in place for a moment looking back and forth between them. “Out!” He yelled, and I paused time yet again.
I just do not like it when teachers yell. I do not know why that specific thing is bad for me, but I don’t like it. I moved the chair the band teacher was in out from behind the desk. I then took his belt off, using it to tie hie hands behind his chair. It was not a hard knot, but it would do for now. I unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped the zip, and pulled his cock out. I have never touched another man’s cock before, but this was. a desperate time. I moved Erin up and over to him, and I put her hand down on his cock. I got her fingers wrapped around it, and moved it up and down a few times. I shrugged, and did a few more. I then want back to the hall, and with her hand still there, flipped the switch again. I waited for a count of 3 seconds, just long enough for everyone to see and start to process what is happening. I then stopped time again. Walking in the room, the band director was starting to cum. I put his cock back in his pants, zipped and buttoned, and replaced the belt. Moving his chair so he was back behind his desk, I got his palms flat on the surface. I then got Erin back in her seat like the good little slut she was. I returned to my office, enough fun for the moment, and started time again.
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