Johnny Chinskinski and Ms. Hempanov... caught - Sex Stories

Johnny Chinskinski and Ms. Hempanov... caught

... School was fornicating the awkward, short, skinny and not to mention now-shriveled Johnny Chinskinski. *First Person “Ohmigod, ohmigod,” I started hyperventilating. Getting expelled would be the end of me- what would Mama do? I know Papa will beat me, but if I lose Mama, I don’t know what I’ll do! I looked at my teacher and principal. She looked at me with kind eyes, fueled with terror, assuring me that nothing would be ok. Principal Heinrich, on the other hand, still hadn’t stopped looking at my teacher’s body. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her. I knew what he was thinking. I could see it in his eyebrows; he didn’t have to say one word but I knew it was coming… “So…” he finally spoke up. “What do we have here? An alcoholic teacher possibly giving out good grades for sexual relations and an underage… child, in violation of his student conduct codes.” He still hadn’t removed his eyes from her body and the tent in his pants hadn’t subsided in the slightest bit. *Third Person “I’m sorry, Heinrich, please don’t call the police!” Ms. Hempenov started to tear up, seeing her world fall apart in front of her very eyes. “I’ll do anything. Anything.” It was a look of defeat. She was up shit crick without a paddle, and knew the boner could be leverage against years behind bars, on top of a potential military tribunal court, in the event that Heinrich should decide to create any false allegations. “Get OUT! Of my fucking SCHOOL!” Principal Heinrich finally stared down Johnny, taking ...

... his gaze off the teacher, his face transforming from zombified lust to intense hatred. Johnny didn’t need to be told twice. He frantically looked around for his clothes, unfortunately only finding a sock at first, which he used as a makeshift tube sock that promptly fell off of his little penis. His skimpy tighty whities had been his first priority, but after finding everything but them- a pair of blue jeans that were two sizes too small for him, a dark green Power Russian Rangers t-shirt, a pair of black boots and the remaining sock, Johnny thought to himself that it would be best if they were left to the janitor. He got dressed at made his way to the door. The principal was obviously not done with his teacher. While getting dressed, Johnny had been wondering what would happen to his teacher. He started opening the door and heard a faint whisper. “Move your hands to your side, Eva.” Johnny’s Algebra I teacher started sobbing desperately, knowing that her instincts had now come into fruition. A strong wave of guilt came over Johnny, knowing that she was going to be man-handled by such a disgusting pig-bodied, disgusting glob, without any choice in the matter. ‘What do I do?’ Johnny thought to himself. His mind was in a haze. Knowing there was nothing he could say that would dehypnotize the man, he started walking through the exit. Looking back, he saw Principal Heinrich already grabbing his teacher’s large breasts. The man was entranced by the beautiful Ms. Hempenov, and he was ...