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Confessions Of A High School Guidance Counselor - 1
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
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This is a four part saga about a year in the life of
high school guidance counselor George Quinn. George
often crosses the line, between personal and
professional, when counseling his young, female
students. (M/f-teen, ped, 1st, oral)
***
PART 1
My name is George Quinn. I am 21 years old and single.
I am 5 feet, 9 inches tall with a medium build, and
have always been considered good looking. I am the
guidance counselor at a suburban high school. This is
my first year at the job. Being fresh out of college,
I am younger than most of the teachers at the school.
I hoped this would give me an advantage in relating to
the students. I would soon find out, just how much of
an advantage this would be.
Being new, my office was in the far reaches of the
basement, away from the main busy parts of the
building. I didn't have a secretary, instead I was
given a student helper, Jessica, as part of a
work/study program, every day after school.
Jessica was a fifteen year old Sophomore. She was
about 5 feet, 6 inches tall, had brown eyes and wavy
brunette hair. She had a nice figure, with 34C breasts
and fit tan legs. She was not a stunning beauty, but
nevertheless, well above average in looks.
Being part of the work/study program, Jessica always
wore fashionable skirts, which were usually cut just
above the knee, showing off her great legs, and
stylish blouses, which accentuated her budding
breasts.
The office was a small, two room area, and Jessica
sometimes overheard my counseling sessions with other
students, through the thin wall. Although it was not
professional, I would sometimes discuss other
students, and their problems with her, in an effort
for me to get a student perspective on them.
One day a freshman, Cindy, came into my office with a
common problem. She explained that her boyfriend was
pressuring her to "go all the way". Being that Cindy
was a virgin, she wanted to know how to handle the
situation. After dispensing the typical board
approved, abstinence advice, she left.
Looking over to the outer office, where Jessica was
filing some papers, I noticed a smirk look on her
face.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Well," replied Jessica, "that advice you just gave
was kind of lame, you know, telling Cindy to tell her
boyfriend to respect her. Telling her to tell him they
needed to wait until marriage. That's so old
fashioned."
"Well that's what my parents told me." I said. "And
what did your parents tell you?"
"They told me to be sure I was emotionally ready and
to be safe." Jessica replied. "In fact they put me on
the pill, just in case."
"So how did that work out for you?" I asked. "Were you
emotionally ready when you did it?"
"Well actually, I've never done it. I'm still a
virgin. I haven't been ready, until, until..." she
hesitated.
"Until what?" I asked.
"Oh never mind." she said, as she went back to her
filing.
A week passed, and I couldn't get our conversation out
of my mind. I don't know if it was my imagination or
what, but Jessica seemed to be dressing more sexy -
shorter skirts and tighter blouses.
Late on Friday afternoon, as the school was all but
abandoned, due to the Homecoming football game,
Jessica and I were working in the office. She had on a
tight, scoop neck, cotton blouse, which gave me the
best view ever, of her teenage cleavage. She seemed to
be flaunting her body even more than ever before.
She found any excuse to stand close to me, pressing
her breasts, which I am sure were braless, against my
body from all directions. At one point, I raised my
hand to reach for something, and she leaned into me,
causing my hand to rest against her breast. As I
pulled away, she leaned closer, preventing me from
dislodging myself.
Looking me straight in the eye, she softly spoke.
"Until, until now." she said.
"Until now what?" I asked, my hand still on her
fifteen year old breast.
"I haven't been emotionally ready to have sex, until
now." she whispered as she pulled away from me, and
sat down on the office couch.
Her skirt rode up to her thighs, as she spread her
legs, giving me a full on view of what was below. She
wasn't wearing panties, and I could see a neatly
trimmed brown bush. As she spread her legs further,
her slit opened up, revealing the dark, moist opening
toward the back.
I started to say something about how she was a student
and I was the teacher and that we shouldn't be doing
this while at the same time my body was drawn to the
couch beside her. Jessica grabbed my hand and placed
it on her pussy. It was moist and silky and I couldn't
resist placing my finger, into her vaginal opening.
It was so wet, my finger slid right in, all the way up
to her hymen. She was not lying, she was a virgin. As
I was fingering her in and out, Jessica reached over,
undid my zipper, and pulled out my penis. I am a
healthy eight inches and about as thick as an Italian
sausage. She wrapped her hand around it and squeezed
gently.
This was so wrong, however, there was no turning back.
I scooted up, and centered myself between her legs. I
placed my penis, at the entrance of her pussy, and
prepared to thrust forward.
"Before we do this," I asked, "are you sure you're
emotionally ready?"
I got my answer as Jessica put her hands on my butt,
and pulled me into her, hard. She was so wet, that I
slid in all the way up to the hilt, feeling her hymen
give way as I did. She winced momentarily.
I hesitated inside her, for a few minutes, savoring
the feeling of a virgin fifteen year old pussy. It
brought back memories of my first time. I was snapped
back to reality, as Jessica started to rock back and
forth. I took the hint and started to pump in and out.
I like to use long, slow strokes, coming almost all
the way out and then going all the way in each time.
It maximizes the pleasure on my shaft and makes my
penis feel twice as long.
I pumped in and out slowly. Her vaginal muscles milked
my shaft, as her pussy walls tugged gently at my
cockhead.
I kept up this deliberate pace for about ten minutes.
Jessica tried to get me to speed up, but I maintained
my steady rhythm. She wrapped her legs around my hips,
in an effort to pull me in deeper and started to grind
into me, at an ever increasing pace.
All on a sudden, her orgasm took over. Jessica's
vaginal walls started to expand and contract and she
was rocking into me at a frantic pace. At the same
time, I speeded up my pumping, matching the intensity
of her quivering pussy.
Soon, I was spewing, load after load, of hot, waxy
cum, deep into her pussy. I felt completely spent, my
balls totally drained of their essence. As I pulled
out, a river of semen, flowed out of her pussy
opening, and onto the couch.
I wanted to say something to her, but words escaped
me. Jessica straightened her skirt, stood up, gave me
a hug, and left, saying nothing either.
I cleaned up with some tissues I had, and left a
little while later.
***
I couldn't stop thinking about Jessica, all the next
day. When Saturday night came, I had signed-up to
chaperone the Homecoming Dance. I was not looking
forward to spending my night, supervising a group of
rowdy high school students.
However, I changed my attitude, shortly after I
arrived. I noticed that dress codes had changed since
I was in high school. The girls must have been taking
fashion advice from MTV, for I could never have
imagined how sexy they looked. Attire ran the gamut
from evening gowns, with waist high slits, to mini
cocktail dresses, with low cut tops. Teenage legs and
cleavage were everywhere. As they danced, round asses
and bouncing breasts filled the dance floor. I had a
perpetual hard-on.
Off to the corner, I saw a group of girls walk into
the room. One of them was Jessica. Evidently she did
not have a date, and came with a group. Like the
others, she looked stunning. She wore a black satin
mini cocktail dress, so short, I could almost see her
panties and with a top cut so low, when she bent over,
I swear I could see her nipples.
As she spent the night dancing with both boys and
girls, I couldn't help but stare at her body and
fantasize about the parts I didn't get to see. At one
point, she came over to me, at the chaperone's table,
and made small talk. I considered asking her to dance
but then came to my senses.
As the evening was winding down, I was disappointed as
I noticed Jessica had left with her friends. Going to
the parking lot, I got into my car, preparing to go
home. All of a sudden, the passenger side door opened,
and in jumped Jessica. She slid next to me, placed her
hand on my lap, and gave my flaccid penis a squeeze.
"I've been waiting for this all night," she said,
"let's go to your place."
"What about your parents?" I asked. "Don't you have to
be home soon?"
"No." she answered. "They think I'm at a sleep over
with my friends."
With that, I pulled away and headed home. We walked
cautiously to my apartment, making sure no one saw us.
Once inside, she threw her arms around me.
"How about that dance I could tell you were dying for
all night?" she said.
I reached over, and flicked on my CD player. Luckily
some slow romantic music was in the machine. We pulled
each other close, and swayed in time with the music.
Her breasts were pushing into my chest. We were so
close that my flaccid penis grew to its full eight
inches and pressed into her crotch.
"Wow, does a little, innocent girl like me, do that to
you?" she asked.
"You're not so little and definitely not so innocent,"
I replied, as I placed my mouth over hers.
Jessica opened it up, and fed me her tongue. We kissed
like that until the song ended and then I led her to
my bedroom.
I sat on the bed as she stood before me. Reaching up
to her top, she lowered first one and then the other
dress strap. The front fell forward revealing two of
the perkiest, natural 34C breasts I had ever seen.
Pushing down further, the dress fell to the floor.
This time she was wearing panties. They were black,
satin, French cut bikinis. They dug nicely into her
crotch and when she turned around, they clung firmly
to her round butt.
Placing her thumbs in the waistband, she lowered the
panties while turning back to face me. It was then I
got a real good look at her fifteen year old pussy. As
I saw yesterday, it was covered by a neatly trimmed
bush of brown pubic hair. Her pussy lips, were full
and plush. There was a slight hint of her inner
vaginal lips, straining to poke thru her slit. As she
spread her legs further, I could see the dark, moist
opening, at the far recesses of the slit, that I had
been inside of yesterday.
I pulled off my clothes, reached out and pulled her
close to me on the bed. Her body was hot, almost as if
she had a fever. Her breasts were soft as they pressed
against me. I had to have a taste.
I leaned down and put my mouth over her right breast.
Opening slightly, I drew her nipple into it. Sucking
gently, I licked all around the aureola with my
tongue. The nipple expanded in my mouth. I had my hand
on her left breast. Squeezing lightly, I enjoyed the
firm softness. Rubbing my palm, over her nipple,
caused it to also expand.
Soft moans were coming from her as I again covered her
mouth with mine. It was open, relaxed, hot and moist.
I moved my hand from her breast, down to between her
legs. Jessica spread them wide. Like yesterday, she
was soaking wet. My finger went right in. This time
there was no barrier to stop it. I rubbed around in a
circular motion and probed the area at the top of her
slit with my thumb. Through her wet, matted hair, I
felt a small bud emerging. It was her teenage
clitoris. Rubbing it, caused her to moan louder and
melt into me.
She reached over and took hold of my penis which was
at its full eight inches. Rather than pump it, she
seemed to be exploring. Jessica squeezed my cock from
the base to the head, enamored by its feel.
She started pulling it towards her pussy, but I pulled
away. I instead began kissing down her body. Starting
at her neck, I worked my way down to her breasts, past
her tummy, to between her legs. My mouth landed on her
pussy, at her clitoris. I planted my lips onto the
excited bud, and licked in circles, with the tip of my
tongue.
I could tell this was turning her on by the way her
moaning increased, the way her crotch was thrusting
upward, and the aroma of arousal filling the air.
After five minutes of me eating her out, Jessica's
body exploded, in a powerful orgasm. A slight amount
of warm moisture, washed over my face as my tongue
moved down to her opening.
She held out her arms, coaxing me into them. I scooted
up, over her body, my penis rested between her legs.
Jessica reached down, and placed my penis, onto the
opening of her vagina. As I pushed forward, she was so
wet, my penis slid in easily. I felt engulfed in a
hot, wet tunnel.
I again began thrusting, with long, deep, slow
strokes. In this position, I was going in even deeper
than yesterday. Jessica too could feel the difference.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her thrusts
matched my every movement. This time she was rocking
as slow as me, wanting also to make it last.
After about a half hour of this, it was I who couldn't
take it anymore. The tightness of her vaginal walls,
around my cockhead, was pushing me to the brink. I
started to speed up, maintaining the still deep
penetration. She took the cue, and began thrusting
upward, even faster. We both came at the same time. As
her vaginal muscles, contracted around my penis, a
massive load of hot semen was milked out of my balls,
through the shaft of my penis, and deep into her
vagina.
There I was, a twenty one year old, with my penis deep
inside a fifteen year old. As I pulled out, glob upon
glob of white, waxy cum, flowed out of her pussy, onto
the sheets.
We held each other in our arms, and fell asleep.
I awoke the next morning, to find Jessica with her
hands on my flaccid penis. She was exploring it, in
the light of day, with complete fascination. I also
got my first real daylight look at her totally naked
young body, from her budding teenage breasts, to her
plush ripe pussy, whose hair was coated with a
combination of dried juices and semen.
As she continued to explore my cock, it grew in her in
hands as she watched. I could tell, she wasn't quite
sure, but she nevertheless put her mouth right over
the head, and bore down. The tip was soon engulfed in
a hot, wet caldron of pleasure.
As she got used to it, she slid her mouth down
further. She could only get her mouth half way over my
penis. Although she was inexperienced, she
instinctively used her tongue, to lick the underside
of my shaft, up to the bottom of my cockhead and back
down. This, plus the intense suction on my cockhead,
caused me to ejaculate in no time. I emptied a
significant load, into her mouth, which she swallowed
readily.
We talked about what had happened over the last few
days, and agreed we needed to be discrete if we wanted
to continue. We took a shower together, further
exploring each other's bodies. I fingered her to
another orgasm and then we got out and got dressed.
She put on some casual "sleep over" clothes she had
brought in a backpack and gathered up her Homecoming
dress.
I dropped her off, several blocks from her house, and
she walked the rest of the way home.
We continued to have sex, every chance we could -
sometimes in the office when no one was around, other
times at my apartment when she could get free. I
taught her everything I knew about sex. We had sex in
every position possible.
Unfortunately, her father got a job in another city,
and she had to move away in November.
Our "counseling" sessions were over, but I'll always
remember Jessica.
To be continued...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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