Innocence Taken: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Innocence Taken: Part 2

-By middle school I had grown my long, dirty blond hair to my shoulders so that it was hard to tell whether I was a boy or a girl. I also had a pretty looking face with freckles and no hairs on it yet. So it was no surprise that on my first day in the sixth grade, my English teacher referred to me as, "...the girl in the back wearing a black shirt..." Everyone laughed when I said in my shy, soft boyish voice, "...M...Me? I'm not a girl?!..." I had to be excused because I couldn't take all the awkward stares of classmates around me. But I never changed the way I looked, because I wanted to prove to myself that I could live my life however I wanted without worrying about what others think. I was going through a rough time since I not only dealt with the drama of others thinking I was a girl at school or anywhere else I would go. To top it all off, I would still pee in my bed at night so I wore Goodnites diapers to bed, even at the late age of 12 . I thought of myself as a freak, someone who clearly didn't belong... Until one day... As I began to hit puberty I was more inclined to like boys, but mainly older boys...or just men. I had just started the seventh grade and the first day dragged. After 5 class periods it was my final class of the day, math and I usually found it fairly easy so I didn't mind. I walked into the half filled room looking around shyly as I caught a glimpse at the rather young looking man maybe in his early thirties standing at the front of the room. He was ...

... our teacher of course, I thought as I walked over looking at him briefly as he looked back at me and we shared glances for a few seconds before I found a perfect seat right in front of the board. For once in my young life I actually thought my teacher was... Hot! ...But was he straight? I mean, how could I ever stand a chance with all of these pretty girls all around me?... I looked down at my flat chest in acceptance of my inevitable defeat knowing that my hot, male math teacher would never be interested in me. Class had begun as our instructor introduced himself to his students and he said, "Hello class, welcome to seventh grade math, my name is Mr. Johnson. As you all know I will be your instructor..." As he finished his sentence he took another glance over to my direction and once again our eyes were glued to each others faces. He paused his speech for a brief moment to basically stare at me up and down trying to figure out my sex. He then continued by saying, "...Our first lesson will be..." I literally lost focus in whatever it was that he was saying because I was staring at his fit masculine appearance which turned me on. As I sat in my seat looking at his body up and down, I felt my cock suddenly rise to attention in my uniform pants. You see, I was in that uncontrollably horny phase of my youth where no matter where I was or what I was doing, my dick would get hard randomly. I lowered my head to check if it was visible, causing my long dirty blond hair to cover most ...