Trying out some writing! This is just the beginning of a story I'm putting together. If it's good I might submit it to a competition!
The Headmaster
A pair walked through a well-manicured garden on an intensely sunny summer's day. It was incredibly warm, however, both of them had to wear stifling uniforms.
The headmaster of Tillbrook's school for girls was an intimidating figure. At 6 feet and 5 inches tall he towered over most of the students and staff. He was lean and athletic. He kept his grey curly hair long enough to brush back. His face was thin with a strong sharp jaw and a long nose. He looked like he was always cross, which helped him inspire discipline around the school. His natural look combined with a simple black suit made him look vampire-like.
In stark contrast, his favourite student Miss L was a tiny 18-year-old. Hip-length dark brown hair that she wore in long pigtail braids. Her round face and big bright eyes made her look naive, however, she was quite mature. She was an ok student, easily distracted but incredibly bright. During her time at Tillbrook, she had transformed from a tiny thin child to a very curvy woman. She had surpassed the limits of what the school uniforms could offer and the only offence she seemed to get in trouble for was uniform malfunctions. Her teachers described her as 'quiet to a fault' however when she was around Mr. M she couldn't stop talking, especially if it had to do with her favourite subject, history.
Miss L would be graduating this year and Mr. M was sad to see her go. He had never come across a student who was so interested in history, something he personally enjoyed and it had encouraged him to pursue teaching. Miss L possessed a drive to learn beyond her in-class studies. She volunteered as an office helper and Mr. M found himself spending hours chatting with her.
They walked side by side. Mr. M chose this route specifically for their talks. Few students walked around the garden, the preferred hangout spot was on the grass near the cafeteria, where they could sit and talk in large groups.
"I got accepted for my History major today. " Miss. L announced.
"Congratulations!" Mr. M smiled down at her.
He could see down her shirt as the fabric strained to fit around her bust, creating huge gaps in between buttons. She had gone through 3 sizes of uniforms this year. He saw a glimpse of a black lace bra and the soft curve of her breast. He took a glance, then looked forward again, trying not to take advantage of Miss L's wardrobe difficulties and attempting not to blush.
Conversations with Miss L over the last year had been difficult for him, he found himself incredibly attracted to her. She was incredibly attractive, so it was easy to enjoy looking at her, however, that was just the icing on the cake. He loved how easy it was to talk to her, about anything. He frequently caught himself tempted to talk to her about more than just school-safe topics. He felt safe and comfortable in her presence, with her beautiful smile and bright eyes looking up at him. He had begun daydreaming about her in the last few months, and that morning he had woken up hard after dreaming about making love to her on his desk.
"What will you specialize in?" he asked her.
She paused for a minute. "I'm not sure yet. I love ancient history, but I would have to live in Egypt or Greece or something to do archeology."
"If you have your heart set on ancient history, what about becoming a teacher or professor?"
She nodded. "I think if I decide on ancient history I'll be a teacher instead. I don't have to decide until my Batchelor's degree is complete. "
"You could come work here then." He smiled, admiring her soft, pink lips.
"I didn't think of that. Maybe I should become a teacher." She smiled up at him, having to tilt her head all the way back to see his grey-blue eyes.
They smiled at each other for a moment, Miss L getting lost in his eyes. She blushed as she recognized the warm and loving way he looked at her. Mr. M was an incredibly handsome older man, something she found herself attracted to. She was uninterested in her immature and rude classmates and felt incredibly alone until she began volunteering in the office and talking to someone who was more on her maturity level. It was easy to fall in love with the gentle older man who encouraged her interests instead of making fun of how much of a ‘try hard’ she was.
They were interrupted by the bell and Miss. L had to rush off to her afternoon classes. She waved goodbye all the way across the yard and was so distracted she nearly tripped over another student.
---
Mr. M had tried his best to get settled into his work for the afternoon. He spent hours getting very little done as he chased thoughts of soft pink lips gently kissing him all over...
He felt a familiar tightness in his pants as he started to get hard. He made sure his office door was closed before starting to rub his cock through his pants. He imagined Miss L taking his swollen cock tip into her mouth, her pink lips sliding down his shaft...
He got so lost in his fantasy he jumped as the secretary buzzed his desk phone.
“Miss H wants to see you.”
He breathed in and tucked his cock up, buttoning his suit jacket up to hide the remaining bulge. He made a note to try and stay behind the desk.
“Er... uh ok send her in.”
To his surprise, Miss. L was in tow. He didn't even get a chance to ask what the issue was before Mrs. H launched into a fury.
"Yet ANOTHER dress code violation! Headmaster, you have been too lenient with her on these violations." She proclaimed loudly.
He was getting cross with Mrs. H who seemed to find the smallest ' offences' to be travesties. She was known to hand out harsh punishments for students who breathed too loudly.
"Mrs. H, young women's bodies change and sometimes their uniforms don't fit. I have taken this into account. I cannot discipline Miss. L for something beyond her control."
"How do you explain away this as a young women's 'bodily changes'?!" she cried out.
To his shock she turned Miss L around and lifted her skirt, revealing a beautifully round bottom, chubby and smooth and a pair of soft chubby thighs. Completely distracted he failed to see the dress code violation. An awkward pause ensued.
"She has no panties on!" Mrs. H finally bellowed.
"Mrs. H please for the love of God take your hands off Miss L! This is highly inappropriate behaviour for a staff member!" he managed to exclaim, as his cock went rock hard.
He had a hard time taking his eyes off Miss L's bare bottom. He had realized that in addition to no panties was a garter belt that held up her uniform's thigh highs.
Mrs. H put Miss. L's skirt down, and turned red.
"I hardly think, as a staff member showing you an issue..." Mrs. H began.
He interrupted her "You just pulled a young ladies' skirt up to show her bare bottom to me. Highly inappropriate for a staff member of this school. How do you think parents would feel about your behaviour? "
Mrs. H opened her mouth to protest but little came out.
“I... I...”
Mr. M knew he was turning red, however, there wasn’t much he could do about it.
“Mrs. H please leave, I’ve had enough of these outbursts. This one was incredibly inappropriate! I will reflect on your behaviour toward Miss L. I will have to notify her parents of what you just did.”
Mrs. H sputtered, trying to make her case but turned and stormed out of his office instead.
He turned to Miss L.
"I'm sorry for her behaviour, that was uncalled for. Please sit down dear."
Miss L was a little stunned, being a quiet girl she hadn’t said anything while Mrs. H ranted. She sat down in the chair beside his desk, careful to tuck her skirt under her bare bottom.
"I'm sorry sir. I was in a rush to get changed for gym and must have misplaced my panties. I couldn't find them even after all the girls had grabbed their stuff and left. I didn't have a choice, I had to go to class without them on." She explained slightly panicked.
"It's alright, you aren't in any trouble my dear. Mistakes happen." He smiled at her and sat in his chair, adjusting his cock to hide it under his jacket.
"Next time you should bring an extra pair of panties with you. Again I'm sorry about Mrs. H, she is an aggressive person and I will be having a conversation with her about her behaviour."
"thank you," Miss L said shyly.
She realized she was in the headmaster's office with no panties on after having her bottom and pussy shown to Mr. M. She felt like a little slut and it made her horny. She felt her nipples get hard, rubbing against her bra.
She looked at Mr. M who was very red in the face. She locked eyes with him again and felt herself melt as he looked at her lovingly. She remembered the first time he looked at her that way. They were walking through the school garden, talking about their favourite Roman emperors. After he looked at her she noticed his cock was half hard through his pants. She had fought the urge to reach down and massage it into a full erection. She hadn't even kissed him yet! She spent all year admiring the grey curly hair and dreamed about running her fingers through it while kissing him. She lived for the moments where his hands briefly touched hers while he handed her things. She was burning with curiosity about how he would look naked.
"Headmaster, do you think it would be ok for us to call each other after I graduate?" she said shyly.
He was surprised, he figured she would be eager to leave everything about school behind as she started her bright future.
"I don't see why not. You're 18 now and a woman, you are allowed to do what you like. I would love to continue our little talks together. " He smiled.
"I was worried I wouldn't be able to talk to you anymore if I left. Do you think you'll still have time? "
"Of course, I will. I'll always make time for you."
His heart skipped a few beats. He thought she spent time with him simply because she was bored. He was incredibly happy she enjoyed his company. Her soft and tiny hand was resting on his desk and he was burning with love for her. Through the haze of desire, he found himself reaching over and caressing her hand with his fingertips. To his surprise, she slid her hand in his, interlocking her fingers with his. She looked up at him with a lustful eagerness. He couldn't help himself. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. Immediately lost in lust for her. He was only vaguely aware of his surroundings as he revelled in how warm and soft her lips were.
The Headmaster
A pair walked through a well-manicured garden on an intensely sunny summer's day. It was incredibly warm, however, both of them had to wear stifling uniforms.
The headmaster of Tillbrook's school for girls was an intimidating figure. At 6 feet and 5 inches tall he towered over most of the students and staff. He was lean and athletic. He kept his grey curly hair long enough to brush back. His face was thin with a strong sharp jaw and a long nose. He looked like he was always cross, which helped him inspire discipline around the school. His natural look combined with a simple black suit made him look vampire-like.
In stark contrast, his favourite student Miss L was a tiny 18-year-old. Hip-length dark brown hair that she wore in long pigtail braids. Her round face and big bright eyes made her look naive, however, she was quite mature. She was an ok student, easily distracted but incredibly bright. During her time at Tillbrook, she had transformed from a tiny thin child to a very curvy woman. She had surpassed the limits of what the school uniforms could offer and the only offence she seemed to get in trouble for was uniform malfunctions. Her teachers described her as 'quiet to a fault' however when she was around Mr. M she couldn't stop talking, especially if it had to do with her favourite subject, history.
Miss L would be graduating this year and Mr. M was sad to see her go. He had never come across a student who was so interested in history, something he personally enjoyed and it had encouraged him to pursue teaching. Miss L possessed a drive to learn beyond her in-class studies. She volunteered as an office helper and Mr. M found himself spending hours chatting with her.
They walked side by side. Mr. M chose this route specifically for their talks. Few students walked around the garden, the preferred hangout spot was on the grass near the cafeteria, where they could sit and talk in large groups.
"I got accepted for my History major today. " Miss. L announced.
"Congratulations!" Mr. M smiled down at her.
He could see down her shirt as the fabric strained to fit around her bust, creating huge gaps in between buttons. She had gone through 3 sizes of uniforms this year. He saw a glimpse of a black lace bra and the soft curve of her breast. He took a glance, then looked forward again, trying not to take advantage of Miss L's wardrobe difficulties and attempting not to blush.
Conversations with Miss L over the last year had been difficult for him, he found himself incredibly attracted to her. She was incredibly attractive, so it was easy to enjoy looking at her, however, that was just the icing on the cake. He loved how easy it was to talk to her, about anything. He frequently caught himself tempted to talk to her about more than just school-safe topics. He felt safe and comfortable in her presence, with her beautiful smile and bright eyes looking up at him. He had begun daydreaming about her in the last few months, and that morning he had woken up hard after dreaming about making love to her on his desk.
"What will you specialize in?" he asked her.
She paused for a minute. "I'm not sure yet. I love ancient history, but I would have to live in Egypt or Greece or something to do archeology."
"If you have your heart set on ancient history, what about becoming a teacher or professor?"
She nodded. "I think if I decide on ancient history I'll be a teacher instead. I don't have to decide until my Batchelor's degree is complete. "
"You could come work here then." He smiled, admiring her soft, pink lips.
"I didn't think of that. Maybe I should become a teacher." She smiled up at him, having to tilt her head all the way back to see his grey-blue eyes.
They smiled at each other for a moment, Miss L getting lost in his eyes. She blushed as she recognized the warm and loving way he looked at her. Mr. M was an incredibly handsome older man, something she found herself attracted to. She was uninterested in her immature and rude classmates and felt incredibly alone until she began volunteering in the office and talking to someone who was more on her maturity level. It was easy to fall in love with the gentle older man who encouraged her interests instead of making fun of how much of a ‘try hard’ she was.
They were interrupted by the bell and Miss. L had to rush off to her afternoon classes. She waved goodbye all the way across the yard and was so distracted she nearly tripped over another student.
---
Mr. M had tried his best to get settled into his work for the afternoon. He spent hours getting very little done as he chased thoughts of soft pink lips gently kissing him all over...
He felt a familiar tightness in his pants as he started to get hard. He made sure his office door was closed before starting to rub his cock through his pants. He imagined Miss L taking his swollen cock tip into her mouth, her pink lips sliding down his shaft...
He got so lost in his fantasy he jumped as the secretary buzzed his desk phone.
“Miss H wants to see you.”
He breathed in and tucked his cock up, buttoning his suit jacket up to hide the remaining bulge. He made a note to try and stay behind the desk.
“Er... uh ok send her in.”
To his surprise, Miss. L was in tow. He didn't even get a chance to ask what the issue was before Mrs. H launched into a fury.
"Yet ANOTHER dress code violation! Headmaster, you have been too lenient with her on these violations." She proclaimed loudly.
He was getting cross with Mrs. H who seemed to find the smallest ' offences' to be travesties. She was known to hand out harsh punishments for students who breathed too loudly.
"Mrs. H, young women's bodies change and sometimes their uniforms don't fit. I have taken this into account. I cannot discipline Miss. L for something beyond her control."
"How do you explain away this as a young women's 'bodily changes'?!" she cried out.
To his shock she turned Miss L around and lifted her skirt, revealing a beautifully round bottom, chubby and smooth and a pair of soft chubby thighs. Completely distracted he failed to see the dress code violation. An awkward pause ensued.
"She has no panties on!" Mrs. H finally bellowed.
"Mrs. H please for the love of God take your hands off Miss L! This is highly inappropriate behaviour for a staff member!" he managed to exclaim, as his cock went rock hard.
He had a hard time taking his eyes off Miss L's bare bottom. He had realized that in addition to no panties was a garter belt that held up her uniform's thigh highs.
Mrs. H put Miss. L's skirt down, and turned red.
"I hardly think, as a staff member showing you an issue..." Mrs. H began.
He interrupted her "You just pulled a young ladies' skirt up to show her bare bottom to me. Highly inappropriate for a staff member of this school. How do you think parents would feel about your behaviour? "
Mrs. H opened her mouth to protest but little came out.
“I... I...”
Mr. M knew he was turning red, however, there wasn’t much he could do about it.
“Mrs. H please leave, I’ve had enough of these outbursts. This one was incredibly inappropriate! I will reflect on your behaviour toward Miss L. I will have to notify her parents of what you just did.”
Mrs. H sputtered, trying to make her case but turned and stormed out of his office instead.
He turned to Miss L.
"I'm sorry for her behaviour, that was uncalled for. Please sit down dear."
Miss L was a little stunned, being a quiet girl she hadn’t said anything while Mrs. H ranted. She sat down in the chair beside his desk, careful to tuck her skirt under her bare bottom.
"I'm sorry sir. I was in a rush to get changed for gym and must have misplaced my panties. I couldn't find them even after all the girls had grabbed their stuff and left. I didn't have a choice, I had to go to class without them on." She explained slightly panicked.
"It's alright, you aren't in any trouble my dear. Mistakes happen." He smiled at her and sat in his chair, adjusting his cock to hide it under his jacket.
"Next time you should bring an extra pair of panties with you. Again I'm sorry about Mrs. H, she is an aggressive person and I will be having a conversation with her about her behaviour."
"thank you," Miss L said shyly.
She realized she was in the headmaster's office with no panties on after having her bottom and pussy shown to Mr. M. She felt like a little slut and it made her horny. She felt her nipples get hard, rubbing against her bra.
She looked at Mr. M who was very red in the face. She locked eyes with him again and felt herself melt as he looked at her lovingly. She remembered the first time he looked at her that way. They were walking through the school garden, talking about their favourite Roman emperors. After he looked at her she noticed his cock was half hard through his pants. She had fought the urge to reach down and massage it into a full erection. She hadn't even kissed him yet! She spent all year admiring the grey curly hair and dreamed about running her fingers through it while kissing him. She lived for the moments where his hands briefly touched hers while he handed her things. She was burning with curiosity about how he would look naked.
"Headmaster, do you think it would be ok for us to call each other after I graduate?" she said shyly.
He was surprised, he figured she would be eager to leave everything about school behind as she started her bright future.
"I don't see why not. You're 18 now and a woman, you are allowed to do what you like. I would love to continue our little talks together. " He smiled.
"I was worried I wouldn't be able to talk to you anymore if I left. Do you think you'll still have time? "
"Of course, I will. I'll always make time for you."
His heart skipped a few beats. He thought she spent time with him simply because she was bored. He was incredibly happy she enjoyed his company. Her soft and tiny hand was resting on his desk and he was burning with love for her. Through the haze of desire, he found himself reaching over and caressing her hand with his fingertips. To his surprise, she slid her hand in his, interlocking her fingers with his. She looked up at him with a lustful eagerness. He couldn't help himself. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. Immediately lost in lust for her. He was only vaguely aware of his surroundings as he revelled in how warm and soft her lips were.
