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Before Thanksgiving break I had become incredibly sick and missed the last few days of school. When break was over and I returned-with a choking cough- Mr. Gibson showed deep concern and always asked about my slowly improving health. He continued to ask but at the same time in showing concern, he slowly became more distant. And the more it went on like this, the more I was upset about it. “Katie, you’re just sitting there. Come on get to work, you have a lot to do yet on your pot. ” Ms. Brooks scolded sweetly to me. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked over to where Mr. Gibson was sitting at his computer, he had turned to look at me but quickly turned away again. It really was beginning to make me mad. Why was he suddenly acting as if I were someone with a disease. “Are you ok Katie? You haven’t been all there lately. ” I looked at Mary and Jessica who were at my table and tried to act like it was no big deal. “I’ve just got a lot on the brain that’s all.
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” I was the only senior in our art class. And most of them envied my work so much that they avoided me. Ms. Brooks liked my work a lot but didn’t emphasize on it so as the other students wouldn’t get jealous. However, Mr. Gibson had always told me how great my work was and what a talent I had. “Hey sweetheart, what’s up?” I felt a pair of large strong hands on my shoulders and squeeze gently but firmly. Startled I jumped and knocked my pot over onto the ground where it shattered. I looked up and saw Mr. Gibson, wide eyed, looking back at me. “Oh no!” I got on my knees and began to pick up the pieces. Ms. Brooks quickly walked over to ask what happened. I told her my hand had slipped and pushed the pot off the edge. When I knew it had been the jolt of energy, I felt when he had touched me.
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Honestly, it scared the hell out of me. “You’ll have to stay after to start over again… we don’t have the class time for this. ” I nodded and put the broken pot on my table and sat back down. “I won’t be here this afternoon cause I have to be somewhere so…” Ms. Brooks said before Mr. Gibson interrupted. “Ms. Brooks, I’ll be here today and I can help Katie with it. ” Ms. Brooks looked at him unsure. “Are you sure Mr. Gibson, I don’t want you to be put out. ” I was a bit offended by that. He smiled and looked at me, a weird gleam in his eye. “No it’s no trouble, really.
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I’d be happy to help. ” Just then, the bell rang and everyone rushed to finish cleaning up and Ms. Brooks walked off to get ready for the lunch period. I threw my broken pottery in the trash and went to get my things, the whole while knowing his eyes were once again watching my every move. Suddenly I was worried about staying after school. I met my friends at our regular lunch table. A lot of the seniors-most in fact- went off campus for lunch but I guess I was to lazy to go. I ate lunch and told my ride home that I had to stay after for art and he said that was cool but if I needed a ride later then to just call him. The end of the day came to quickly and I made my way to the art room. When I got there, it was empty and I breathed from relief, almost hoping Mr. Gibson wouldn’t be there after all. As I put all my stuff down at the back he walked in, dressed in his suit and a goofy smile on his face as always. “Well hello there missy. ” I smiled and came closer. “ Hi Mr.
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Gibson. Where’s the clay for me to get started?”“Right over here. ” He walked to one of the counters and pulled out a ball of clay. “It’s not new like the other clay Ms. Brooks gave you all originally but if you wedge it you’ll be fine. ” I nodded and took it and went to the table. Mr. Gibson brought over a clothe and set it on the table. I began to slam the clay down on the clothe to remove the air-also called wedging. “You’re not doing it right. ” Mr. Gibson came over and took the clay and began to do a slightly different rendition of my actions. I copied him and he seemed satisfied. He left the room and once again I let myself breathe easier-not really noticing I had been holding my breathe at all. He came back soon with the slab roller and set it up for me.
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I carried the clay on it’s clothe over to it and laid it on the roller. Once I had it positioned, I went around to turn the wheel, he was behind me and his hands covered mine briefly. “This can be tricky, it’s been sticking lately. ” We turned it as my heart began to race and I found that he was right the wheel was increasingly harder to turn. After wards I took the clay off the slab and put it back on the table and sat down to begin to shape it. I grabbed a bowl and struggled with molding the clay. I knew Mr. Gibson was watching me, which made my nerves even more of a wreck. Finally, he came over and grabbed a stool and sat practically behind me. “You’re not working it enough, here let me help. ” His hands picked up mine and put it on the clay. I felt his fingers guide mine and his hands softly move mine to do what he wanted. I don’t know what my problem was but it started to turn me on. I swallowed hard and I hoped he’d get away soon. It seemed he was leaning closer and closer, his breath tickled against my neck and over my hair.
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My shirt was almost total off the shoulder so a lot of skin was exposed and I suddenly was very conscience of it. “Are you alright Katie?” his voice had gotten low and intense and I nearly shivered before I stuttered.
“Y…Yeah I’m fine. It’s just sort of cold in here. ” “I can help you with that…” and before I knew what was happening he was trailing his lips up over my shoulder and my neck. I gasped and stopped, but his hands went on, they trailed over my arms until he embraced me completely. I was in shock, this couldn’t be happening. I quickly jumped up and moved away from him. “What’s wrong Katie?” he looked at me with disappointment. “It wasn’t working? I could try something else. ” I shook my head and backed up away from him. He stood up and he seemed to greatly tower over my 5’1” frame. I ran into the other table and stopped as he came closer. I looked up at him and I swallowed. “I thought we were close?” he said softly.
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“I…we were…I mean…are…I…. ” I didn’t know what I was saying, I didn’t know what to do. His hands came up and caressed up my sides, I felt my nerves come alive-against my wishes. “You’re an amazing artist. You’ve amazed me in everyway since I first saw you. Your laugh and smile, your humor and sweetness…. your talent and this incredible body. ” The trail of his hands came up to cup my 36 D cup breasts. I gasped and tried to move against it but he stepped close and I was pinned between him and the table. “Am I nothing to you now then?” he asked and I struggled to get enough saliva to talk. “Mr. Gibson you’re an awesome man and I love talking to you and all but…. this isn’t right…” I tried to talk some sense into him before my body total betrayed me. “Many things in life aren’t right Katie…it isn’t right that you should be able to effect me just by being around. ” I was embarrassed and turned my head away, I couldn’t look at him anymore.
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“So you know why I’ve had to avoid you…” I shook my head without looking at him. “Because I’ve wanted you so bad and I’ve come to care so deeply that I was literally scared of what I might do…. ” I looked at him then, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. How could such a man at his age feel such a way about a silly 18 year old. “Mr. Gibson please…” his hand caresses my cheek and then he leaned down and his lips covered mine. I knew it was wrong and I knew it had to stop but I couldn’t find the strength to do it. His lips became possessive and his hands gripped my ass tightly, shoving my hips into his. I could feel his hard state and my eyes flew open and I pushed past him quickly. “No! You can’t! You’re not thinking clearly!” I shouted and I ran past the table. His eyes looked different now, full and heavy and he looked utterly serious. “You’re right I’m not…” he ran around and grabbed me and kissed me forcefully, I struggled, I beat and shoved at him to no avail. I couldn’t scream and I felt I would choke on his tongue. His hips grinded into mine, he pushed me back against the table and soon I was laying across it. His body covered mine and I knew I had lost, I couldn’t get him off.
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His hands then began to roam over me, under my shirt. They squeezed and tugged, pinching and massaging. Suddenly my stomach felt like a hurricane and I found myself lost in it again, my tongue dueling his and my hips pushing against his. His large soft hands felt over me and gripped my ass tightly again, grinding me against his hard cock again. My hands gripped his hair and pulled him against me and I kissed him passionately and wildly-I didn’t know where it came from. He slowly rose off of me and started to undo his tie. “What are you doing?” I asked as he gave me a satisfied grin. “Well I can’t take my shirt off without removing my tie…” It didn’t register at first until he began unbuttoning his shirt and removed his jacket. “Mr. Gibson no!” I knew what he meant and I just couldn’t allow it to go that far, not even if I wanted to. I tried to get off the table but he grabbed my legs and pulled them tight around his waist. His face got harder. “Don’t even TRY to get away. I’ve suffered enough! You want this and so do I so stop acting like a baby and more like the woman I know you are inside!” I coward away as much as I could. This wasn’t like him and I was scared for myself.
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He practically ripped his shirt of the rest of the way. His chest was tight and hard and I saw where the strength was coming from. He slid his hands up the inside of my thighs and brushed against my very wet cunt and I gasped, drawing a smile from him. “You want this don’t you…” he asked in a smooth confident voice. I looked at him and then tried to get up again, shoving him away and running for the door. He was bigger and his legs were longer, his arms were around my waist and pulling me back into the room. I tried to scream but his hand covered my mouth and he backed into the back room where the teacher’s desks were. He kicked the door shut and shoved me against it. “I warned you…. this is going to happen. Now it’s either gonna be enjoyed or not. You decide. ” His lips came down on mine again, his tongue forcing it’s way into my mouth. His hands groping and pulling at my clothes. He quickly pulled my shirt over my head and had his hands tugging and caressing inside my bra.
I shuddered and cringed, hoping he’d stop. Then one hand slid down my side and into my pants, groping at my ass. He pulled his lips away briefly. “Kiss me Katie, please want me…” he went to kiss me again and I turned my head away. I couldn’t just give into this, I wouldn’t. Angry again, he swung me away from the door and shoved me down and pinned me to his desk. “I’m crazy about you! Can’t you understand!” his hand was in my pants and my panties now, he stroked and teased my slit and I had to hold my breath against it.
I felt one thick finger probe inside of me and I gasped, making his smile return. He added another finger and pushed deeper and I tried to shut my eyes and pretend it wasn’t happening. I heard a zipper and opened my eyes in time to see his pants fall and his hand shove his boxers down. His hard thick cock sprang forward and my eyes grew wide with terror. I screamed but his mouth covered me and tugged and pinched hard on my breasts. Then he grabbed my bra and pulled it off forcefully and took my breast in his mouth, flicking his hot tongue over it and suckling and biting gently. I squirmed to resist everything. I could feel his hot throbbing dick press against my thigh.
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That was what scared me. I had to keep that from happening. I tried to push him off again but he bit down on my nipple and shoved me hard against the desk top. Then reaching down he ripped off my pants practically and one hand massaged and teased my opening more, I allowed a groan to escape and then screamed at myself for it. I couldn’t enjoy this! He yanked off my panties and shoved his fingers inside me and I screamed, making him cover my mouth with his again. Assaulting my mouth with his tongue and my breasts being clawed by his large hands, his thick manhood still pressed against my thigh. I felt his fingers leave my cunt and I knew what was next I shoved and pushed against him, I screamed no and fought for all I could. He growled and his hands pulled my legs tight around his sides as he plunged his cock deep inside me. My eyes grew large and I stared at the ceiling. I couldn’t believe it, it couldn’t’ be happening. I felt him twitch against my walls and my muscles began to accept him. He pulled out half way then slowly tunneled inside my cunt again and I arched off the desk. “Stop please!” I begged, his hands gripping my legs until they had white spots. “NO! Beg for it! You want it!” I bit my lip. I wouldn’t admit how wonderful his cock felt inside me.
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How filling and earth shattering it was to feel it slowly leaving and tunneling back in. He lowered his head and kissed up over my breasts and suckled, I closed my eyes and fought the feelings. Then his mouth covered mine, his tongue teasing and begging mine to do the same. With a shame filled groan I threw my arms around his neck and my tongue dueling his wildly. He reared his hips back and slammed into my tight hole hard and I groaned and wrapped my legs around his waist. His hands trailed over my body and tugged my huge breasts, he leaned down and bit and suckled them. Drawing them deep in his mouth, I moaned softly against it. His hands held and massaged my ass firmly as he continued to pump into me. I shuddered and gasped, crying in the delight of feeling him scrap against my walls. “Oh…. Mr. Gibson!” he bit down on my nipple and I cried with pleasure. I tried to run my hands through his hair but he grabbed my hands and held them against the desk, I looked at him confused as he faced me. Our eyes locked as he shoved himself deep into my quivering cunt and my eyes widened and a wicked grin spread over his face. He shoved and pumped harder and faster, grinding against my walls and I cried out so much my body spasmed and tightened around him.
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More to my shame, I screamed out my climax as my juices flowed over his piece. He rode me like a horse then until he released his load deep inside my spasming pussy. He laid on top of me, panting and breathing as if he’d run a marathon or fucked a student I suppose. He got up and found his pants and pulled them on. He handed me my clothes and I quickly put them on, happy to be done with it. “I suppose we should get cracking on that clay we left on the table. ” I nodded and headed out of the back room. I sat down and he took his seat behind me again. My back stiffened as I felt his hands come around my waist and hold onto my breasts, he squeezed and massaged. “Now lets get to work. ” I stared at the mound of clay then turned to look at him. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him wildly. He shoved the clay to the floor and it began again. .
