Trouble in Catholic School
By Obsessive John (obsessive_john@live.com)


***

A young girl's punishment turns into more than she 
thought possible. On the other side of things, the 
teacher gets some unexpected results himself. (M/f-
teen, ped, nc, rp, 1st)

***

St. Mary's all girl school was no picnic. The classes 
were hard, and the teachers mean. 16 year old Cherry, a 
sophomore at St Mary's was a model student, although 
she secretly hated the place. All A's in her classes, a 
star volleyball player, and very, very beautiful. 
Cherry with her shoulder length auburn hair, nice 36 C 
breasts, and a sexy smile that seemed to leave time 
frozen for anyone caught looking. 

Life was indeed good for Cherry, she however didn't 
agree. Cherry was tired of being in an all girls' 
school. She was old now, a full 16 years. She wanted to 
see boys and go on dates, holding hands... Maybe even a 
kiss if they were gentlemen. 

Cherry walked down the hallway of her school in her 
clean, freshly ironed uniform. This consisted of a suit 
top similar to the kind men wore, and a knee high 
skirt. Black and red, the schools official colors. I 
hope he gives me a good grade, thought Cherry. Today 
she had a large assignment due in biology today, one 
that would determine if she received an A or not in 
this class. What a ridiculous assignment anyway, this 
should be taught in sex ed. 

Cherry had to stand in front of the class and describe 
the different cycles of a human woman's pregnancy, and 
the growth patterns of the baby at each step. Cherry 
twirled her hair on her index finger in anticipation, 
she did not enjoy public speaking much less about 
something so close to sex, especially in a class taught 
by Mr. Johnson. He was very critical and always gave 
her weird looks.

Mr. Johnson was a peculiar man, and he got very hostile 
when someone does something wrong in class. Usually 
offenses resulted in a slap across your bare butt with 
his yard stick, which he was very good at using. On the 
girls more than the boys it seemed. Any little thing 
would result in this reprimand, being late, even a few 
seconds; talking in class, or worst of all, not having 
your homework done. "Cherry, are you ready with your 
presentation?" Mr. Johnson had asked her. "Yes sir, I 
am.

Cherry quickly and nervously opened her bag for her tag 
board and papers. She had started wildly looking 
through her bag, emptying it out right there in the 
middle of the room. Everyone staring at poor Cherry who 
had frozen in place looking into her school bag.

"Well?" asked Mr. Johnson. "I... I... I don't know 
where my things are sir. Thought I bought them, she 
paused. They must have fallen out of my bag on my way 
to school." 

Cherry could barely contain her tears. Running down her 
cheek ruining the light layer of cover-up she was 
allowed at a Catholic school. Then it came, the dreaded 
"You will need to meet me after school today Cherry" 
her teacher almost spitting on her as he told her this, 
the anger evident in his eyes.

The rest of the day was beyond torture for sweet little 
Cherry. She knew what was waiting for her at 3pm. That 
evil, almost bloodstained ruler that has brought so 
many kids to tears was waiting to strike her butt 
causing her considerable pain. The only thing that 
Cherry had questioned was, why at 3pm? Kids had been 
told to come in after school before, but that was rare. 
Why didn't Mr. Johnson hit her in class like what 
usually happened, why was she one of the rare 
circumstances? It was an enigma to Cherry who was still 
puzzling together where her missing work disappeared 
to. 

Meanwhile, in his classroom Mr. Johnson sat at his 
desk, and quietly thought about Cherry. She was the 
most beautiful student, and probably the smartest he 
had ever had. Mr. Johnson had been a teacher at St 
Mary's for 20 years. He was now 42 years old. Divorced 
and living alone. He had not been with a woman in 
almost 7 years-his greedy bitch of an ex wife. 

Life was hard for this man working at an all girls' 
school, which enforced a strict dress code. Short 
skirts, so easily removed to access what was truly 
wanted. Mr. Johnson had many sleepless nights with his 
hand on his cock, thinking about those skirts blowing 
up in a strong gust; revealing their tight panties and 
the treasure that lay beneath. He had something special 
planned for Cherry and her skirt today. Something that 
she hadn't anticipated.

2:55 the clock teased Cherry. She was practically 
pulling her hair out in anticipation of the punishment 
she was soon to receive. Those last five minutes were 
as close to torture as Cherry had ever experienced. 
Four, three, two, one. DING, DING the end of school 
bell blew, signaling her beating. She gathered her 
possessions slowly, delaying the inevitable. Walking at 
half her normal speed she approached the hated Mr. 
Johnson's room. Once outside the door she hesitated 
again. Should she just go home and say she forgot, 
should he question her about it she thought to herself? 
"No... it would be twice as bad if she did that, better 
to face the punishment now," she sighed. Cherry knocked 
on the door quietly, hoping it would not be heard, or 
better yet he would not be inside. 

Her hopes were surely crushed with a loud, "Please come 
in Cherry," said by the unmistakable voice of Mr. 
Johnson on the other side of the entrance. Opening the 
door Cherry walks inside, warily. "Close the door 
behind you" he says to her in an almost entertained 
voice. Was he enjoying the thought of getting to hurt 
her? Cherry trembled at this thought.

Cherry closed the door tightly and walked over to Mr. 
Johnson's desk where he was seated comfortably. "I'm 
here for my punishment sir." 

"You know the rules Cherry, missing assignments is a 
large offense in my classroom! Only slackers and bums 
don't do their work. You don't want to be a bum when 
you grow up do you little girl?" 

"No sir Mr. Johnson. I do not." Cherry said this while 
trying to contain her anger and tears, knowing full 
well she did her work. 

"Well Cherry I have something different just for you. 
You've always been a good student aside from this, so I 
wanted to do something extra special for you." 

"What is?" Cherry was cut off abruptly by Mr. Johnson 
who was increasingly emotional. 

"DO NOT INTERUPT ME, young lady!" Tears started running 
down Cherry's face having been pushed over her 
emotional cliff.

Mr. Johnson defiantly enjoyed this sight. This sexy 
catholic school girl, in her sexy uniform, with tears 
running down her face. He had something for her 
alright. He had been dreaming of this since he first 
set eyes on Cherry, and it was finally the opportunity 
to get what he wanted. "Cherry come over here to my 
desk and put your hands flat down flat on it," said the 
sadistic teacher as he got up and moved around behind 
Cherry like a predator stalking its prey. 

Little Cherry had little choice. She was thoroughly 
terrified at defying him and increasing her 
chastisement. Like a child first learning to walk, she 
moved to his desk and put her hands flat on it like 
instructed. "I really care about you Cherry that's why 
I have to do this to you. It's for the best darling." 

Slowly Mr. Johnson approached Cherry. He stood behind 
her and smelled her hair which smelled of sweet 
strawberries. "I need you to lean forward more, just 
bend down over my desk dear," came the teacher's 
command. Normally Cherry would have questioned such 
instruction but she was familiar with the punishment 
via yardstick, so did what she was told.

In tears Cherry learned her entire upper body over the 
desk as if she were laying on it. Her feet still 
resting on the floor, she was in an L shape bent over 
her teacher's desk, her butt high in the air to receive 
the attacks of the dreaded yardstick. The worst was to 
come and the anticipation was killing her. 

"Good Cherry I'm glad to see you can follow directions 
from your elders." Mr. Johnson smirked. "You know how 
this works so don't fight me. I'm in charge here and 
you absolutely must do what I say. Do you understand?" 

"Yes sir," came Cherry's sobbing response. Mr. Johnson 
approached cherry enjoying every second watching her 
skirt ride up her ass which was provoking his cock. 

As he arrived he just watched her for a second. 
Imagining fucking this little girl. Firmly but softly 
he patted her rear end a few times. Enjoying the 
feeling of her well muscled ass underneath. Cherry 
squirmed a little, anticipating the pain. "Just relax 
Cherry this will be over before you know it." 

Slowly, savoring the experience Mr. Johnson lifted 
Cherry's already short skirt. Getting a clear view of 
her tight white panties with hearts on them, he exhaled 
deeply. He was becoming very aroused and having a hard 
time remaining calm and professional. "You know the 
rules dear I must remove your panties." He states as he 
put his hands on either side of her hips attaching his 
fingers on the underside of the waistband on both sides 
of her teenage underwear. 

With the softest, most gentle movement, something 
thought beyond the ability of this mean old man, he 
lowered Cherry's panties. They clung to her as they 
came down as if they had a mind of their own to stay on 
and protect the prize they covered. Then he saw it. The 
beautiful mound and tight slit of her sixteen year old 
pussy. 

It was something even his vast imagination had not been 
able to give an accurate picture of. It was far more 
enticing than he dreamt. Cherry at this moment was very 
uncomfortable and nervous. She had never been so 
revealed to anyone, much less a man, and even more so 
an older man who also happened to be her teacher. She 
felt so unprotected and defenseless with her bare ass 
and vagina exposed to him. 

Mr. Johnson was in awe. It was hard to break away and 
stop his staring at her slit. He had to do it, it was 
now or never, he thought. Slowly he leans forward 
softly smelling her scent. Savoring the smell wafting 
out of her virgin pussy. His tongue snaking out of his 
mouth, he couldn't resist tasting her. Delicately he 
ran his tongue over her clit, and up the entire length 
of her pure slit. "MR. JOHNSON, what are you doing? 
This is not..." 

"Quiet!" He snapped at her. "You will remain silent 
until I am done. Failure to do so will result in course 
failure, and you know what that means don't you?" 

"Yes sir, it means I will be kicked out of school," she 
pouted, tears soaking his desk. Why was he doing this 
to her, she didn't understand. She's never had a man 
lick her vagina before.

Mr. Johnson quickly went back to his indecent ways. He 
continued to lick the outside of her slit as she was 
fully bent over his desk; butt still high up in the air 
allowing him total access to his plunder. Out came his 
tongue again, up and down her slit. Fantasizing it was 
his cock rubbing on her teen pussy. He finally set his 
sights on her tasty little clit. 

His tongue rubbing through the upper area seeking it 
out. Firmly and wetly he probed, finding his intended 
target he felt it. A little button sized piece of flesh 
hidden under a protective hood. He flicked it with his 
fleshy tongue. Rolling it back and forth savoring the 
taste of her girl juices starting to flow freely out of 
her hole, it enticed him to know she was draining 
liquids out of two opposing ends of her body 
simultaneously. It was not long before he noticed a 
rocking motion in her hips. She was pushing back at him 
when he would lick the right spot, usually followed by 
a faint moan. This turned him on maybe he could get 
away with more?

Mr. Johnson regretfully pulled his tongue and head away 
from his newfound pleasure. He had something better in 
mind. He stood up behind her and undid his leather 
belt, unzipped his pants and lowered them along with 
his boxers underneath. Stepping out of them, he stood 
there behind the most exquisite girl he had ever set 
eyes on without pants and the biggest hard on of his 
life; with it aiming straight at Cherry's sweet, highly 
valuable virgin pussy. 

Cherry was still learning flat over his desk with her 
legs now spread apart, feet on the floor. She was 
almost regretful of the retreat of his tongue and the 
wonderful feeling it had caused in her loins. She had 
never been so wet before with that wonderful warm 
feeling that had spread throughout her body.

 Staring at her ass up and seemingly waiting for 
penetration, Mr. Johnson took hold of his monster cock 
in his left hand while grabbing onto the right side of 
Cherry's hips with his right hand to restrain her if 
necessary. He took a small step forward which brought 
him into contact with her pussy. Letting his cock brush 
against her inviting tunnel sending a shudder through 
his body. 

Feeling his cock brush against her most protected of 
places Cherry started to panic. "Mr. Johnson what are 
you doing??!!? I can't do this I'm a virgin. I have to 
save myself for marriage!" 

"Remember what I told you Cherry, don't fight me or you 
will be kicked out of school. You need to be a grown up 
and accept your punishment. Would you rather be thrown 
out as a disgrace?" Came her teachers retort. 

Cherry was in trouble she didn't know what to do. Her 
life would be over if she was thrown out of school, but 
it was a sin to have pre-marital sex. After a few 
seconds she resolved to let him do it, she could pray 
to be forgiven and hopefully it would remain a secret.

After she had gone silent Mr. Johnson assumed she must 
have decided to let him fuck her without a fight. He 
used his hand to rub his cock on her tight wet slit. Up 
and down he rubbed it on her fully lubricating the 
head. In he pushed, fully lubricated but this girl was 
a virgin and she was tight. As the invading cock was an 
inch inside her the girl bucked uncontrollably. "Ow, it 
hurts!" she said. With this, and his sadistic side he 
pushed into her quickly and violently breaking her 
hymen and de-virginizing her in one stroke. 

There was no time to rest for unfortunate Cherry. Mr. 
Johnson immediately with draw his full length minus the 
last inch and slammed it back into her. He repeated 
this 3 more times before starting into a thrusting 
rhythm. In would slid his cock, pushing deep into her, 
causing her more pleasure than she would admit. Her 
body shook, knocking mugs full of pencils, and papers 
off his desk in her sexual lust.

Every withdraw would bring a saddened feeling of 
emptiness for Cherry even though she knew it would be a 
fraction of a second before she would be filled again. 
Unconsciously raising her ass as far as she could and 
spreading her legs wider to allow him better access she 
accepted the cock in her as her lust took control of 
her body. She had spent most of her life in control of 
every action, it was a matter of time before her mind 
needed a rest and let her body be in charge. 

He continued to thrust in her, savagely. He could feel 
it in his balls. Thrusting into this tight wet pussy 
was going to make him cum soon. Cherry being 
inexperienced and a virgin not long before did not 
understand the sudden swelling of the penis inside her, 
but her body instinctively knew what was happening. 

Cherry's pussy started grabbing and squeezing onto the 
prick inside her canal. Her body knew it would soon be 
spraying cum in her teenage body trying to impregnate 
her. The feeling was superb as she felt the cock swell 
up and her vaginal walls tighten onto it. Cherry burst 
into orgasm suddenly. She had never experienced one 
before being it was forbidden to even masturbate. She 
locked up, shaking, unable to speak or even move. 

Her body had paralyzed her in orgasm to better accept 
to cum it desired to absorb deep inside her body's 
womb. Mr. Johnson couldn't resist the feeling her pussy 
spasms had on his cock. A sudden clench and release, 
over and over. Also driven by instinct he lurched 
forward into her, his cock buried to the hilt inside 
his prize. 

Cherry was greeted by the feel of a warm flood of 
liquid inside her then. Being sucked into her womb 
desperately trying to impregnate her like it was 
designed to do. Mr. Johnson stayed glued to her keeping 
his cock firmly in her as far as it would go, instinct 
told him so. He had to make sure he deposited his 
entire balls contents deep inside the girl. He gave it 
a minute or two and pulled out. He promptly dressed, 
put on his jacket and left without a word spoken. 
Cherry stayed bent over the desk for a while crying, 
with traces of semen draining out of her abused pussy.

Later that night at home lying in her bed safely under 
her blankets, Cherry was confused. She was very upset 
earlier but as time went on it left her. The feeling 
her teacher had given her felt so right. Having his 
penis deep inside her, and that warm feeling of his 
sperm squirting deep in her body. She felt a large 
drive to be with him again after that. Like they were 
meant to be together after having done something so 
intimate. 

It didn't take much for teenage girls to fall in love 
with their first sexual partner, and she was no 
exception. Laying there thinking further she decided to 
pursue him. She wanted to be with him and bear him a 
child, should she not already pregnant. He had already 
claimed her as his woman earlier that day, it was only 
right she would choose this road. God would want this 
she finalized in her mind.

**

The next day was glorious Saturday, the sun was out, 
birds were singing. She walked with a quick pace and a 
broad smile on her face. This was going to be a good 
day she knew. Still thinking about yesterday's events 
caused her to become slightly moist, she couldn't wait 
to get to Mr. Johnson's house and confront him with her 
feelings. Cherry wanted to make her future husband 
happy, so she wore a tight tank top accentuating her 
marvelous fleshy globes, and another short skirt she 
had. She was female after all. They specialized at 
using their bodies to get what they desire, and Cherry 
was going to put Mr. Johnson to the test.

Mr. Johnson was watching television on his very old, 
should be replaced soon couch when he heard the knock. 
Who could that beat on a Saturday? No one usually comes 
here anymore. The knock repeated, this time more 
persistent. Frustrated with the disturbance Mr. Johnson 
got up and purposely walked to the door as if he were 
walking through tar. He wanted to make this nuisance 
wait for disturbing him on his day off. The look on his 
face when he opened the door was beyond priceless when 
he saw Cherry's beautiful smiling face staring up at 
him.

"Whaaa? What are you doing here young lady?" He said to 
her in a nervous voice, very unsure if this was a trap 
of some kind. Its not every day such a pretty 16 year 
old girl shows up at his door, in an extremely short 
skirt and a tank top that hugs her body like a second 
layer of skin. 

"Hi sir, I wanted to come by and spend some time with 
you. I thought my punishment yesterday was a very 
special moment between me and you. I learned a lot from 
it. I've never felt so grateful for being punished." 
Cherry told her love as she squeezed past him. Her 
breasts rubbing on his arm as she moves past. 

Not taking his gaze from this suddenly very sneaky 
girl. With his left foot he kicked the door closed and 
moved over to where Cherry was standing in front of his 
couch. Still staring at him with a slight smile on her 
face.

"What are you doing here Cherry? Did you not get enough 
discipline yesterday?" 

"No, sir. In fact that's exactly why I'm here. I lay 
awake thinking about it for a long while last night. No 
one has ever made me feel the way you did. I think its 
God's will that this happened. I love you Mr. Johnson, 
I want to marry you and bear your children. I know this 
to be my destiny."

Mr. Johnson's jaw nearly hit the floor. This 16 year 
old girl who he had pretty much raped the day before 
wants to marry him and have his children? Suddenly his 
thoughts were torn from him with his pants being 
unzipped. "Uhh, what are you doing young lady this is 
not appropriate behavior for a girl such as yourself." 
A very nervous teacher said. Caught off guard by the 
very direct approach of Cherry, he was unsure how to 
act it was usually him calling the shots.

Although Mr. Johnson was unsure what was going on 
exactly, it wasn't a habit to refuse a work of art of a 
girl as this. She unzipped his pants carefully not 
wanting to hurt the pleasure rod inside. 

Down it came, the button unlatched, and down the 
obstruction came allowing her access to her goal. A 
small and wrinkled piece of flesh, such a peculiar 
sight. Forward her head moves, mouth open in 
anticipation. A drop of saliva dripping from her lower 
lip. Her dripping tongue makes first contact like two 
foreign people meeting for the first time. Licking the 
end of his cock and the little hole at the end. Kind of 
salty, she thinks to herself. Not bad. Her mouth moves 
further allowing more of this mans cock to enter. Her 
tongue exploring the length of his tool, one side and 
the other, swirling her tongue around it like a 
Popsicle. 

Her teachers cock lurched and bloated inside the sweet 
girl's mouth within seconds. It was no matter of time 
before it was at its known full length, something she 
had experienced the day before. Holding the penis in 
her mouth tightly she kept her lips glued tight with 
her tongue swirling on the inside as she bobbed up and 
down. Imaging she was a hungry baby feeding. 

Mr. Johnson still confused, but his feelings of lust 
overcoming his mind. He loves this girls mouth bonded 
to his cock like she would die without it inside. He 
needed to feel her pussy again. It had been years 
before the previous day before he had been inside a 
woman. One time simply was not enough for him. "Cherry, 
I want you. I want to make love to you. I can't get 
enough of you and that sexy body you have, I want you 
now Cherry." 

This made Cherry's heart melt. He was falling in love 
with her, she was succeeding. She pulled her mouth away 
from his penis regretfully but she knew it would prove 
worthwhile in the end. Up she stood Mr. Johnson picked 
her up suddenly like a husband would carry a wife 
through the threshold of their new house on their 
wedding night. 

In he carried her, to his bedroom. Dropping her on the 
bed, she bounced and her titties shook. One day I will 
be feeding our children with these she contemplated. 
Meanwhile her lover finished undressing, as 
superhumanly as possible. He undressed her even faster, 
like everything else in the world was in slow motion 
compared to what he was doing. She giggled at the 
attention no one had ever been so interested in her 
before. 

When she was finally in the nude, she leans back and 
parts her legs. Her pussy already wet in anticipation 
of the cock that would be getting her pregnant with her 
lover's child. Mr. Johnson climbed on top of her 
between her legs. He wasted no time in guiding his 
throbbing cock into her well lubricated entrance. In 
went his cock, parting her walls sensually, slowly, 
giving his cock a chance to become well lubricated so 
he didn't hurt the girl. He didn't know why he cared 
suddenly maybe it was because she had such an intense 
interest in him. Maybe that she even loved him somehow. 
With that he continued thrusting into the girl. The 
very beautiful Cherry and her auburn hair. 

He lifted himself, supporting his upper body with his 
arms as he looked down at the spectacle of a girl as 
close to an angel as anyone has seen. Her eyes closed 
the look of nirvana on her face. He looked down to 
where his cock was vanishing and appearing, in and out 
of her slit. Her legs elevated with he knees bent, her 
feet resting on his ass. Almost encouraging him to 
thrust deeper into her. Her pussy is sticking to his 
cock as he thrust, making his withdraws more difficult. 
It wanted him to stay inside where he belonged. 

"Cum in me. Get me pregnant. Make a baby in me Mr. 
Johnson. I love you and I want to be your wife 
forever." What was he hearing, is she serious. It was a 
disturbing thought but he had been very lonely and he 
could not explain it but he felt an indescribable love 
for this girl. He kept thrusting, harder, faster. 
"Please cum in me now, I need it. I want to give you a 
baby. A good wife gives her husband many beautiful 
children. Cum in me and make me pregnant." This was 
followed by spasms of her vaginal canal. Cherry had 
begun to orgasm heavily. Her body writhed in pleasure. 

This language and the squeezing of her pussy on his 
cock drove Mr. Johnson over the edge. His body lurched 
forward and drove his cock deep inside his new love. 
Getting ready to deliver his seed into her his cock 
bloated. "Here it comes, our baby Cherry, I love you." 
Withdrawing one last time he slammed himself back into 
her driving his cock in as far as it could possibly go. 
Slightly separating her cervix, and slightly entering 
her womb. His cock erupted directly into her womb, 
filling it. Within seconds her entire uterus and 
fallopian tubes were drenched in cum. Cherry lay there, 
with her loves penis still inside her. She felt so 
loved. She was certain her new lover had impregnated 
her. She could just feel it. The two exhausted, let 
sleep take them. Cherry still impaled on Mr. Johnson's 
shriveling cock.

Cherry did in fact get pregnant, from those two 
encounters with her teacher. Her parents were very 
angry, she was catholic and they had taught her better; 
they wanted nothing to do with a whore so they threw 
her out. This was not a problem for her, because she 
belonged to Mr. Johnson now. He welcomed her into his 
house where they raised their new baby daughter 
together. They were married within a week of her 
turning 18. The two lived a very happy life together, 
and enjoyed a very fulfilling sex life with many kids 
along the way.

END
