KIRSTY (Mf rom teen hs)

A Forest Park High School Story by Derek Hoffnung



Head of Geography David Holbrook took advantage of the quiet afternoon
to do some marking.  He was scheduled to take 2B on a Geography class
but Susan Lee, his student teacher had taken 2B out with her class into
Forest Park behind the school, to teach them basic map reading skills.
David paused to look out of the window and smiled as a group of kids
milled about in the tree line turning the map this way and that way and
scratching their heads.  There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."  He called.

Kirsty Hubbard looked around at the empty desks.

"I've sent them all home for good behaviour."  He quipped.

"Yeah right," said Kirsty "I've seen 2B out in the woods with Miss Lee
and their behaviour definitely isn't good.  Can I speak with you sir?"

"Of course," he said patting his desk, "sit yourself down.  You look
upset.  What's wrong?"

The pretty 6th former closed the door and perched on the edge of his
desk, crossing her legs.  David tried not to be obvious as he admired
the flash of thigh below her high-riding skirt. She handed him a sheaf
of papers.

"I won't be needing these anymore.  My dad's accepted an overseas job
and enrolled me into Farley."  Tears were welling up in her eyes.

"Farley is a really good school Kirsty, you should be happy to be
going there."  Farley, if David remembered correctly was third from the
top of the best girls boarding schools in southeast England.

"I'm not happy at all.  I don't want to go."  She sobbed; the tears
flowed, splashing her white blouse.  She couldn't see, everything was
blurred.  "I love you David!"  She blurted out.

The silence was punctuated by her sobs.  David Holbrook stood up and
took her hands, pulling her to her feet and into his embrace.  He held
her tightly and let her cry on his shoulder.  Eventually her sobs
subsided and she lightly kissed his ear, adding another "I love you"
for good measure.  She managed a smile as she felt his hand slip under
her short skirt and caress her bottom.

David felt the edge of her panties through her tights.  She felt hot.
He realised that his erection was prodding against her stomach.

"Sir?"

"I preferred it when you called me David."

"David," she whispered in his ear, "if you don't make love to me right
now I'm going to rape you."

"Kirsty, you're a little minx.  I'm convinced you've been trying to
seduce me for the past two years.  You and your friends."

Kirsty giggled.  "Yeah, we have.  We even had a bet on it.  Remember on
that French trip when I sneaked into your bed in the night?  I won a
load of money,  the first girl in class to sleep with you.  Don't worry
they knew it was just sleep.  I wish it could have been more."

"You were only fourteen."  He commented.

"Mmm," she said remembering fondly, "I said I was cold and lonely and
went to sleep while you cuddled me."

"Yes, I remember you shivering."

"I wasn't shivering.  I was trembling.  I had nothing on under my
nightshirt and was praying you would touch me.  I was soaking.  I've
got a confession to make."

"Another one?"  He said.

"Uh - huh.  I didn't tell anyone this but after about an hour I woke up
again.  I touched you and it got really hard.  I held it while I rubbed
myself.  I had to stuff the pillow in my mouth to stop myself crying
out and waking you up.  It was my best cum ever.  David, I'm soaked
through, let's make love."  She nodded towards the door at the end of
the classroom, taking his hand and gently pulling him towards the stock
room.

David paused at the door to transfer the stock room key to the back off
the lock.  Once they were inside he locked them in. He pulled Kirsty
close and kissed her hard, she reciprocated, parting her lips as she
felt his tongue probe her mouth.

David ran his fingers up under the lapels of her blue blazer, slipping
his fingers underneath and lifting it off her shoulders. She put her
arms down and the blazer fell onto the floor.  David nuzzled her neck,
his nostrils flared, breathing in the scent of her inexpensive perfume.
He felt Kirsty's hands move between them as she slowly unbuttoned her
blouse.  She moaned softly as he reached behind her and unfastened her
bra.  He hooked his fingers into the straps and moved them clear of her
shoulders, kissing at the mark left behind by the tight straps as the
flimsy garment fell away.

Taking a small pert breast in his hand, he cupped it as he gently
sucked and nibbled at the swollen nipple, repeating the action on her
other breast.  Kirsty groaned loudly.  She was frantic and her panties
were saturated.  She ached to have him inside her.

Kirsty unbuttoned his shirt, desperate to feel his warmth against her
flesh.  She slipped her hands inside and helped him take it off.  While
she unzipped her skirt he undid his belt and took down his trousers and
underpants.  Kirsty hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her tights
and skimmed them, and her panties, down over her thighs and off her
feet.

Kirsty gasped as she took hold of his manhood.  As they kissed she
stroked it's length and found it's tip wet with pre-cum.  She felt his
hands on her shoulders as he as he pushed her slowly to the floor.  His
erection bobbed above her as her backside settled on the cold tiles.
She raised her head hoping to be able to take it in her mouth.  But he
was already kneeling down and spreading her ankles apart and she closed
her eyes as he lowered his head to her lap.

Kirsty felt him touch her wetness and pull back her labia to expose her
glistening vulva and vulnerable clitoris.  His tongue licked around her
bubbling vagina and rasped over her clit. Kirsty pushed his head away
as he sucked her clitoris into his mouth.  The sweet pain was too much
and would send her over the top.  She wanted him inside her.

He covered her with his body, his cock head nudging her fleshy inner
lips.  She felt his hand move down and guide the tip to her gaping
entrance.  She looked up pleading and then closed her eyes as she felt
the sweet ecstasy of penetration.

Slowly at first, moving together and savouring the sensation, they
gradually increased the urgency of their lovemaking.  Kirsty was close
to orgasm and raised her knees, wrapping her lower legs around his
thighs.  Her breathing was ragged.  Beads of perspiration stood out on
her forehead.  He was breathing in pants, thrusting deeply inside her.

"I'm gonna cum" she cried out "oooh Jeeeesuss!"  She felt her vagina
contract around his shaft as the orgasm washed over her body until
every nerve ending was tingling.

"Aaarrrgh!" she heard him cry a few second later as he collapsed onto
her.  She was vaguely aware of his cock spurting hotly inside her.

Sated and exhausted they lay in each other's arms.  As they coasted
down and their breathing returned to near normality, he turned her face
towards him.  He lightly brushed her lips with his.

"I love you too Kirsty."  He whispered.

Kirsty beamed.  The stockroom floor was hard and cold but she didn't
care.  She felt bruised between the legs and imagined that she could
feel his cum leaking out.  David looked into the girl's loving eyes and
wiped a stray strand of hair from her face. Something nagged at his
concentration.  A sound.  A high-pitched whirring and the occasional
thud.  David glanced up at the window.  It was dark outside.  The sound
got nearer.

"The cleaners!"  He said and briefly kissed Kirsty's parted lips.
"Quick, get dressed sweetheart, we've got to get out of here."

They scrabbled for their clothes and started to dress.

"Eeewwww!"  Kirsty said involuntarily as she pulled up her cold sodden
panties.  She stuffed her bra and tights in her blazer pocket to save
time.

David sneaked her out of school, and to Kirsty's surprise came in to
talk with her father after driving her home.  She
couldn't hear what was being said through the closed study door and was
mildly disappointed when she found he had left without saying goodbye
while she was getting changed.

"That Mr Holbrook is the Deputy Headmaster isn't he?"  Her father
asked.

"Uh-huh. He's also the best teacher in the whole school."

"Yes well, he certainly thinks highly of you. I didn't know you were
getting on so well."

Kirsty was a bit nonplussed and tried to ring David's mobile from her
bedroom. It was engaged for hours and she eventually got an answer just
after ten p.m.  She smiled when she heard his voice.

"I've been trying to ring you all night but you've been engaged it must
have cost you a fortune."

"Hiya Kirsty.  How on earth did you get my number?  No matter, just
don't go ringing me when I'm in class, especially if you're only in the
class next door."

Kirsty's voice changed.  "I won't be there, remember?"

"We'll see. I've been trying to move heaven and earth."

"Huh?"

"Look smart tomorrow Kirsty, really smart.  Proper uniform all pressed
and prim and proper.  No tights please, white socks and proper school
knickers, just in case."

"What? I haven't worn those horrible knickers since the second year,
except for PE.  They still fit but they are so uncool.  Do I have to
wear them?"

"Yes you do.  You'll be called in tomorrow to see the board of
governors for an interview."

"The board of governors!  Am I in trouble?"

"No silly, it's for an job interview.  There will be a vacancy as a
student teacher next year and I want you.  Watch out for the grey
haired old man and flash him your knickers if you get the chance.  He
gets off on schoolgirls."

"So do you." Kirsty giggled, hoping her father wasn't listening in on
the downstairs extension.


"Yes but I'm already impressed. Now you'll have to impress him. Look
I've got to get something to eat before I get to bed. So I'll have to
go."

"You haven't eaten yet?   Okay, I'll let you go.  I love you and I'll
be dreaming about you."

"Don't wear yourself out," he laughed "I need you fresh in the
morning."

"I need you right now."  She said huskily, feeling herself dampen.

"Minx. Good night Kirsty."

"G'night, mmmwah!" she blew a kiss down the phone and hung up.

Kirsty woke early and remembered with fondness the dream that had made
her so horny she had to shower to clean herself up.  After a good
breakfast she ironed her uniform twice to make sure.  She wrinkled her
nose as she pulled on the navy blue regulation knickers that came up to
just below her belly button, running her fingers down around her
buttocks to straighten the leg elastic. How could anyone think they
were sexy, she thought.  She knew they were still included in the
school dress code but none of the girls actually wore them except under
their PE skirts.  She spent an age brushing her hair before tying it in
a ponytail with a cute red ribbon, which matched exactly the shade of
her school tie.  Kirsty applied a subtle shade of lipstick and the
merest hint of eye shadow.  She pouted in the mirror.  Perfect.

"C'mon Kirsty!" Her father called impatiently through the bathroom door.

Kirsty met David Holbrook at the school reception and he gave her the
once over, whistling in appreciation of the obvious effort she had made.
She wanted so bad to kiss him or have him hold her.  She felt nervous.
They stood outside his office door and she gasped as she felt his hand
slip stealthily under her short grey skirt and cup her buttocks.  He
gave a little squeeze.

"David!" She hissed, looking about in case anyone had seen.

"Just checking. I'm glad to see you're complying fully with dress
code."

"I'm taking them off as soon as I come out."

"Spoil sport."  He said as he knocked on the door and propelled her
through.

There were three people sat behind David's desk.  Two women sat to the
right of an elderly distinguished looking white haired man.

"Thank you Mr Holbrook,  we'll let you know when we have finished."
The gent said.  Kirsty panicked slightly as David closed the door and
left her alone in front of the panel of governors.

"Now, Kirsty isn't it?" He had a kind voice she decided.

"Yes Sir.  Kirsty Hubbard." She said, amazed at how confident her voice
sounded.

The interview went well and near the end Kirsty had her chance to win
the old man over.  As he asked her about her other strong subject,
Physical Education, his pencil slipped from his fingers and rolled off
the desk.  Quick as a flash Kirsty leapt into action and picked it up
for him.  She bent at the waist, standing right next to him, hamming it
up a little by thrusting her butt out, knowing full well her knickers
were exposed.  Kirsty jumped, letting out a little yelp as she felt his
fingers stroke her pussy lips from the rear though her knickers.  She
composed herself and handed him back the pencil.

"Thank you very much my dear."  He said, his eyes twinkling.

Kirsty smiled sweetly at him and retook her place on the other side of
the desk.  The three panel members whispered conspiratorially and nodded.

"Well Kirsty," the man began "we are satisfied that you have the
potential to become a fine teacher at this school.  From the end of
this term you will be appointed as a student teacher in the Geography
Department under Mr Holbrook.  You will have to work hard but I'm, sure
you will pass your teacher training certification and go on to great
things.  Well Done.  I'll have the school secretary contact Farley and
inform them you will not be attending there.  As for accommodation, I
believe Mr Holbrook has made arrangements for you while your father is
working overseas."

Kirsty was beaming as they dismissed her.

The bell had rung for the first break and Kirsty pushed passed the
crowds of noisy kids on their way to the playground.
David was sitting at his desk.  Kirsty ran to him and threw her arms
around his neck, lifting her leg over his and straddling him. She
kissed him until they had to break off to breathe.

"Well that was obviously successful.  Did you show him your knickers?"

"Show him? The dirty old sod actually touched me up.  Who is he anyway?"

David chuckled "He's Lawrence Tucker.  He was headmaster here back in
the early seventies."

"I start next term."

"Oh no. I think you'll find you start at the end of this term."

"It's the same thing isn't it?"

"No.  While everyone else enjoys a six-week break you will be here with
me working hard towards your certification."

"Oh. What was that he said about accommodation - are you sorting it out
for me?"

"It's already sorted. Your father thought it was a wonderful idea that
you come and stay with me."

"Oh David!" she squealed, hugging him hard. "When can I move in?"

"How quickly can you pack?"
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