Caught Red Handed Pt. 02

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I spent all last night cleaning up the gymnasium, most of it was a blur. When I finally got home, I had to listen to a lecture from my mom. She was furious that I stayed out so late on a school night.

Walking into the school today, all I could think about was Principal Davis. Is she going to call me in her office today? Will I be forced to suck her dick again? Part of me wishes I would've never gone along with Ken's scheme. The other part of me can't stop thinking about sucking Principal Davis's cock. At first, I thought it was disgusting. It was so long and thick. It barely fit in my mouth. It stunk like a musky old pair of underwear. And when she came, it made me gag. But if I'm being honest, it wasn't all that bad. The cum was a bit salty and it was really thick. It made me feel so...Naughty.

"Yo, Marc. There you are," Anthony says as he walks up. "Dude, you ready for the field trip to the Grand Museum of Florida? I hope we get put in a group with Jessica Harper."

"Yeah, whatever," I say, not all there.

"I just hope we don't get put into the same group as Noah. Wouldn't that be awkward? I still can't believe he dresses like a chick now," he goes on. God, I wonder if she'll try to make me take her cock up my ass. I won't be able to handle it. It's too big! "It's just mind blowing. One day he's a normal kid and the next he goes full sissy. We really need to distance ourselves from him or we'll never hear the end of it from Ken and his friends."

"Yeah, sure," I mumble. What if Principal Davis forces me to wear girl clothing? Will Anthony try to distance himself from me? God, I hope that never happens.

As we turn the corner, we run into Ken and his friends as he slaps the books out of Timothy Garrison's hands. Ken's eyes meet mine and I can see the whites in his eyes. I immediately turn around. "Yo! Hey, wait up. Didn't expect to see you here."

He pulls me aside and pushes me up against the locker. "Dude, come on!" Anthony says.

"Get lost, chubby," Ken says before his gaze returns to me. "You didn't say anything about us, did you? And I see the paint got removed."

"I didn't say anything. I swear," I say as he presses his arm against my throat. "You better not of or I'll."

Or you'll what, Mr. Jackson?" Principal Davis says as she walks up.

"I... uh... We were just messing around. You know. Just having some good ole fashion football shenanigans," Ken says as he lets me go and rubs the back of his neck.

"That's not what it looks like to me," Principal Davis says. "Mr. Weeks. Is everything okay?"

Ken gives me a look that says it all. If I talk I'm dead. "Yes, Principal Davis, everything is just fine."

"Well then, Mr. Weeks. You're just the student I was looking for. I'm going to need you to come with me to my office," she says.

I can feel Ken's eyes burning holes in the back of my head as I follow the Principal back to her office.

"You know, I have zero tolerance for bullying in my school, but I can't do anything unless you tell me," she says as we enter her office.

"Nothing is going on," I say half heartedly.

"Just like nothing was going on last night when I caught you in the gym?" She raises an eyebrow.

I shift uncomfortably under her gaze. "So, what did you want with me, Principal Davis?" I ask trying to change the subject.

She relents with a sigh and heads over and takes a seat behind her desk. "It has been such a stressful and tense morning today. Teacher meetings, students behaving like little shits, Parents yelling in my ear. The list goes on. If you would be a dear and get on your knees underneath my desk, I could really use a quick blow job. That would release so much of my unwanted tension."

I knew this was coming. "Just remember, one word from me and it means expulsion for you."

I let out a sigh. "Yes, Principal Davis."

"Good boy," she smirks. "Now get to it."

I look up into those dark eyes of hers as she hikes up her skirt and gives me such a devilish grin. I take in a deep breath before taking the first step over to her. I drop to my knees between her thighs and run my hands up her legs. My stomach feels like it's trying to vomit out of me. The phone beeps. She puts her index finger to her lips, telling me to be quite as she answers it.

"Yes?" she asks.

"Jude Rogers is waiting out here. Did you want to speak with him?" her secretary asks.

"Ah, yes. I did want to speak with him. Give me a few seconds and send him in," she says hanging up the phone.

"Looks like we're going to have company. Why don't you scoot under this desk? Don't make a sound, but get to work. I still need to blow my load," she says.

"We can't do this. What if he finds out?" I ask.

"Oh calm down. He's not going to find out. Now hurry up and get in there before he comes in." She pushes me down under her desk as she scoots up, trapping me here. "Now get to it. I don't have all day."

I let out a long sigh and crawl up her legs. "Don't make any noise," she says.

There's a knock at the door. "Come in," Principal Davis says as pull her black lace panties aside so her hardening fat cock springs out.

"You wanted to see me, Principal Davis?" Jude asks. He's a total douche bag, One of Ken's best friends. if he found out I was sucking dick he'd tell everyone. I slowly wrap my fingers around her cock and start to slowly jerk her off. "Yes. Have a seat."

I bring my lips to her balls and lather them up. "You're failing most of your classes. If you can't get your grades Uuup..."

She shifts pressing that cock against my face as I lick up her shaft and take the tip of her dick in my mouth. "You won't be able to play in Friday's game."

"But Principal Davis. The team needs me," he tries to argue. I slip more of her cock in my mouth as I start to massage her balls. This is too good. Jude's getting served a dish of just desserts.

"No buts. Education comes first. Students go to school not to play football but to get an education," she says. I twirl my tongue around the tip. She slides her hands through my hair, grabbing a handful and pushes my head down on her dick. I try my hardest not to gag or make a sound.

"How do you expect me to get my grades up by Friday's game?" he asks.

"Have you even talked to your teachers?" She let's go of my head and I try to catch my breath without alerting Jude of my presence.

"Yes! I have. They're not much help," he says.

"That's hard to believe. What about a tutor?" she asks. She grabs my hair again and pulls me to her crotch. I nearly yelp, but I manage to restrain myself.

"Fine. I'll do it. I'll try anything so I can play," he says. I lather her cock up with my tongue and take the head back into my mouth. Her grip loosens up.

"Goooood, I know the perfect student. Marcus Weeks will be your tutor. If I recall, he is your teammate isn't he?" she asks.

"Marcus? Seriously? There's no one else?" God, he's such a fucking asshole. Is she seriously going to make me tutor him? Nothing will get through that thick head of his.

"And what may I ask is wrong with Marcus?" she asks, scooting up in her chair, pushing her cock deeper into my oral cavity.

"Nothing, just a total..." he says something under his breath.

"What's that? I didn't catch that," she says as I inhale her cock and slowly stroke the shaft I couldn't swallow. She grabs my head and pushes her cock down my throat.

"Nothing. Do you hear that?" he asks. I freeze with her dick clogging my windpipe.

"Hear what?" she asks. I can't breathe!

"Nothing, I thought I heard like gurgling sound or something," he says as she holds me there.

"Must've been the pipes," she says. Everything slowly fades to dark all around me.

"Must've," he says.

"Well, it settles it. Marcus will be your tutor. Catch him after class. Now if you please, I have a meeting," she says. He doesn't waste any time getting out of her office. She finally releases me as I'm on the verge of passing out. I fall backward as I take in a deep breath as I fill my lungs. "Hurry up, I wasn't lying, I have a meeting later."

I take another second to catch my breath and regain my composure as I look up into those dark eyes of hers. I crawl back between her legs and get to work on that dick. Kissing the tip and licking up and down the shaft.

"I don't have time for that cute stuff, get to work deepthroating it," She says as she grabs my hair and shoves her fat cock down my throat. She starts bucking her hips as she sinks that dick in and out of my breathing tube. "Urgh. Fuck! Just a few more pumps."

She furiously thrusts those hips as her balls slap against my chin. She pounds my throat. "Fuuuck," she growls. Before I can react, she blasts my throat with her thick cum, painting the inside of my windpipe a pearly white color. She pulls out, leaving the tip inside my mouth and fills up my oral cavity with steaming hot cream. I try to swallow, but she continues to drop load after load.

Finally, her dick starts to soften and she slides it out between my lips. "Fuck that felt great. Now hurry up and get yourself cleaned up. I've got a meeting in 5 minutes."

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