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My Punishment

I was in the sixth form at school, studying for my A levels. My best subject was Accountancy but favourite lessons were Economics. Not because I enjoyed the subject but because I was the only girl in a class of eight and as a result, the centre of attention for much of the time. Having turned seventeen, I’d been having sex for nearly twelve months with a group of friends, three boys and two girls. Most Economics classes were fuelled with sexual tension. It resulted from an event following one of our first classes, where I’d been teased verbally from beginning to end but the innuendo involved in their remarks had made me feel very sexy. They grew more suggestive with their comments and before I knew what I was doing, I was naked. It was an incredible experience and shortly afterwards, in the sixth form common room, I was naked again, having sex with my friends Isabella and then David. Economics classes took place in School House, a building a few minutes’ walk away from the main school building. More often than not because of the informal layout of the rooms and armchairs instead of desks, I’d end up barefoot and turned on. I’d lost count of how many times I’d ended teasing my pussy with my classmates watching and ignoring the teacher. A few weeks before this story took place, a friend and I had sex after our swimming session. During my Economics class, later that morning, she sent me a picture of herself naked, with her fingers buried deep in her pussy. As soon as I saw her ...

... text, I became wet and turned on. I started to masturbate, despite the lesson going on around me. I took off my shoes and socks, unfastened my skirt, slipped my fingers into my thong and began to tease my clit. The more turned on I became, the lower my skirt and thong moved, eventually exposing to where my fingers were disappearing in and out of my pussy. I didn’t care that the teacher had noticed what I was doing, lost in my own world and wanting to make myself climax. Eventually, he lost patience, deciding to end the lesson early, telling the class, we’d be having a test the next day because of my actions. During the next two hours, three of the boys stripped in front of me and undressed me, pulling four buttons off my shirt and ripping my bra and thong off in the process. They were very aggressive and dominant. You could argue, I was forced but I wanted them to be desperate and full of lust. It turned me on more. I gave three blow jobs, swallowing every drop of cum that they spurted down my throat. I was fucked three times, twice in my pussy and once in my arse. I’m not certain but think I had eight orgasms and was exhausted by the time they’d finished with me. The last fuck was mind blowing, lasting at least fifty minutes. It was made more exhilarating because the teacher and his wife, Miss Davis were watching through the open door, unbeknown to Kyle, who was pounding me as hard as he could. The teacher’s name was Tony and guessed was in his early forties, possibly late ...