How to get good Grades at School

I was nearly 12 years old when I moved up into secondary school. My

New school was called the Morgan and was in Stobswell area Dundee.

OIt was an old building and it had large towers at the front, it was

quite imposing. Fortunately most of my friends changed school at the

same time so I knoew a lot of the new commers. It was a busy time of

my life for I had only recently discovered the wonders of sex. I

visited my uncle about once a month and we usually had some form of

sex. And at home my Dad would often come into my room at night and

wake to have his way with me. Although I was having fun I was at

times feeling very tired.

Anyway at school we had mainly male teachers, and for maths we had a

Mr Cook. He was quite a nice teacher but he was quite strict when he

came to marking your papers or homework. After I had been at the

Morgan for about 3 months we were given this heavy losd of Maths

Homework which had to completed over the weekend. Well that

particular weekend I had arranged to go to Monifieth to visit my

Uncle as my Aunt was to be away. I couldn't miss have my Uncle all

to myself so instead of doing my Homework I went to Monifieth. I had

a fantastic time and seeing as my Aunt was away I slept in my Uncle's

bed with him. I loved waking up in the morning to find my Uncle

beside me all naked, specially when I found out he usually woke up

with a hard on. That weekend we had sex all over the house and by

the time I went home my pussy was feeling well fucked.

Monday morning came and it only then dawned on me, OOOPS Maths

Homework. Everybody handed in their work except me. Later on Mr

Cook stopped by the class I was in, English Lit UGH, and said that he

wanted to see me after my last class with regard to my missing

homework. OH OH I thought I'm for it now.

The rest of the day dragged on and 4pm came and I found my self

wainting in the classroom of Mr Cook. He didn't keep me waiting long

and he prodeded to lecture me about the importance of doing

homework. Now I was tried and very uptight with all the suspence of

waiting to get shouted at by Mr Cook. Now that it was hapening I

couldn't stop myself from bursting into tears. At First he never

noticed but whrn he did he just stood there with his mouth hanging

open.

"W W Whats the matter Susan" he said " Ididn't mean to make you cry"

Looking around he saw a box of tissues on his desk. "Come over here

and let me dry your tears" So saying he walked round his desk and

sat down, reached for the box and pulled out a few tissues. I went

and stood beside him and he gently wiped away my tears. I am qiute

small and even when he was sitting down my head was level with his

head. I had to stand quite close to him as he wiped my face. He

used his right hand to stady my head and his left to pat my tears

away. I sttod there sniveling and Mr cook started to stroke my hair

while at the same time saying things like "There there, its all

right, thats it you'll fine"

I shuffeld even closer and I lent my head foreard and rested it on

his shoulder. This made it impossible for him to continue wiping my

face so he did the only thing he could, and was to put his arm around

me. There we were with Mr Cook Stroking my hair with his right hand

as his left arm around my body. I must admit I felt comforted.

Suddenely I realised that his left arm had dropped a bit and his left

hand was now resting on my bottom. I never moved or said anything

but I did push my face deeper into his neck. After a bit he became a

bit bolder and squeezed my bum gently. I remained quiet and he must

have taken this a a green light for his hand slipped down my bum and

onto my leg below my skirt. Once there he started to slowly slide

his hand up my leg under my skirt. soon he had his hand on my bottom

again, but time under my skirt and on my panties. T encourage him I

gave a little Moan MMMMMMM. Mr Cook then pushed his fingers under my

Panties and ran his fingers up and down my bum crack. I then put my

arms around his neck and I lifted my head and looked him in his

eyes. I leaned forward and kissed him on his lips. I opened my lips

on contact and I pushed my tongue out and let it play with his

tongue. Mr cook hesitated at first but he quickly started to kiss me

back. His right stopped stroking my hair and with it he pulled my

shirt out of the waistband of my skirt. When he had managed this his

hand dived under my shirt and start to squeeze my little a Cup

breasts. He pushed up my Bra and played with my nipples. OOOOOOO I

moaned in his mouth. His other had been busy as well. He had

brought it round to the front and he had pushed his hand down the

fron of my panties. To help him I opened my legs and his fingers

found my little hairless pussy. It was qiute damp by this time and

with a little bit of effort he managed to slip two fingers in my

cunt. OOOO How I love to be finger fucked, but now I wanted to be

fucked for real, that is with Mr Cooks Cock. I dropped my hand down

to his trousers and unzipped him. I put my little hands inside and

pulled down his under pants. His Cock was straining to get out and

it did. It sprang out into my hands. It was so big My tiny hands

would not go all around it. It was all hard and warm and the outside

skin was lovely and soft, I couldn't wait for Mr Cook to get this

lovely cock inside me. I rubbed his Cock up and down for him and he

groaned with real pleasure.

Mr Cook the grabbed my arms and pushed me away and as he looked into

my eyes he asked me

"Susan do you know what is happening, Do you know what I want to do

to you now"

I Smiled at him and I answered, " Yes I know what you want to do, you

want to fuck me. Thats OK for I want you to fuck me too. Dont worry

I am not a virgin and I really want your Cock in me"

So saying I bent down and tried to get his Cock into my mouth, but it

was too big. Mr cook reach under my skirt and pulled my panties

right down and I willingly stepped out of them. He then Stood up,

making me let go of his big hard Cock, took me by the arms and lifted

me up. He then sat me downon his desk and with one movement flipped

my skirt up past my waist. I opened my legs wide which then made it

possible for him to get a clear view of my hairless cunt. (by this

time I did have a few hairs growing but I kept it shaved as my uncle

liked it this way).

As he stared at my cunt he slowly undid his trousers and along with

his underpants pushed them to the floor. Taking his Cock in his

right hand he guided it towards my dripping Cunt. I felt it split my

cunt lips open wider and wider. His Cock was so big that I never

thought it would fit in me. Mr Cook took his time and very slowly

pushed his way in. As he did so I pulled him to me hard while

breathing deeply and gasping all at the same time. He stopped for a

bit then pushed in some more. He kept on doing this until I had all

of his 9 ins in me. (I know he was 9 ins for I measured him a few

weeks later)

Slowly at first then with increasing speed he started to fuck me in

and out. OOOOOOOH I sighed as the monster Cock rammed in and out of

me. I squeezed my Cunt muscles and he moaned out loud. His thrusts

became quicker and all too soon I felt him go ridged and his cum

spurting at the neck of my womb. I pressed down hard on his cock

as my own orgasm was almost there, then just as he was about to slip

out of me I came. I just sat there shuddering and shuddering as

waves of fantastic pleasure rolled all over me, right down to my

toes. This was one of my most explosive orgasms I have ever had, I t

went on for simply ages and Mr Cook had to hold me otherwise I would

have fallen of his desk. I slowly came back down to earth and Mr

Cook was very sweet, he cuddled and kissed me all over. He got down

on his knees and licked and kissed my Cunt. He sucked all his cum

out and went on to give another orgasm, LOVERLY. By the time he had

done this his Cock was all hard again so I asked him to fuck me

again. He was quite happy to do so and this time he fucked me for

much longer and I had a loverly orgasm just before he did.

After that day Inever had a problem with Maths and when I went on to

French lessons I never had a problem there either. Even if I never

actually did the work. But that is another story.

I hope you liked this story !!