Deal or No Deal - Sex Stories

Deal or No Deal

... eyes, which made his sharp, serious stare a hundred times more convincing. Mr. Deutsch and I have grown familiar over the years as I led many after school clubs and was known for being a fantastic, cooperative student. He would attend many board meetings, sporting events, and enjoyed being among the rush of students throughout the day, making his presence known to the good and the bad. “Come in.” the only two words scribbled onto the paper. I gulped as I took the note into my hand and slowly turned the knob, not knowing what was behind that door. With a loud creak, Deutsch’s office door swung open revealing a disturbing sight. On his computer monitor, with a bright, clear picture and loud audio, a video popped up on to the screen. Loud moaning commenced with some choppy audio and blank picture. Suddenly, the person on screen shifted the camera and I was dumbfounded at what I saw. “Fuck me, Deutschy, fuck me!” There I was. Bent over, on my knees, under the bleachers, getting speared by my vice principal. I gasped out of shock, however, some curiosity and intrigue flashed within me as I continued to watch the amateur video. Moisture grew in between my legs while the video progressed. I was mesmerized watching his long, thick cock disappear into my tight, teen pussy. Mr. Deutsch was enjoying our risky tryst, clawing my hips as he frantically pumped into my hole and moaning quietly into my ear on film. My buttocks and full breasts swayed, yearning for him to fill me up. I ...

... blushed at the slutty smirk that was smeared across my face, committing various sins and breaking numerous rules. But, I was enjoying every moment of it, clearly. Lost in the hot video, my hands made their way into my pants unconsciously. I was desperate to relieve myself after discovering how I spent my Friday night, hypnotized at the entire run down as our screams of pleasure and the spectators’ howls of excitement echoed in the background. Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed onto my hips. Before I could panic, they pulled me into the chest, pressing their hard on into my spine with their right arm wrapped around my breasts. Their masculine, musky scent was shockingly familiar as their breath trickled down my neck, bringing me back to reality. “I see you’re enjoying the show,” Mr. Deutsch snickered, planting searing hot kisses down my back. A moan ripped from my throat as he nipped me gently, indulging in the warmth of my silky, caramel skin. His voice almost made me drop to my knees as I heard the clinking of his belt buckle and his pants fall to the floor. Deutsch’s presence was overwhelming in the small, cramped room causing me to spread my legs and bending over his desk without question. Two of his manly fingers slipped into my wet hole, exploring his nestling place and making me squirm underneath him. “The effect I have on you,” he whispered in a low voice. “Is simply unbelievable.” “Mmm,” my mouth was finally able to sputter out words. “You’re very persuasive indeed.” ...