Date: Wed, 6 May 2020 18:39:21 -0400
From: Lacy Lips <lacylips@gmail.com>
Subject: Matter of Principal (TV adult-youth)

Matter of Principal

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DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving adults or
teens.

The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF
LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE,

PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any
person or persons living or deceased.

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My years in elementary school probably were not an example of my best
behavior. My problem was that I seemed to use a few words in my
vocabulary that were not considered acceptable choices for a kid my age.

As a result I often found myself being sent to the principals office for
a bit of "time out" or , as i referred to it, "lecture on language"
time.


Some other history of me was that even in sixth grade I still sucked my
thumb as my parents had never been successful in breaking me of the
habit. My baby blanket had a satin edging and the combination of thumb in
mouth and rubbing my lips or cheek with the smooth cool satin was my
ultimate relaxing, and excitement, prop. I guess that is why approaching
my teen years i became fixated not only on oral stimulation but on my
sisters lovely, soft, silky nylon and satin underwear. Oh those panties
tossed around the bathroom we shared and while most boys my age would
have revolted being asked to do the laundry, I loved it. My hands in all
those sexy garments to fondle and care for.


Being truthful I often masturbated using them clustered around my stiff
boy prick for advanced excitement. Doing the laundry had other benefits
too. If I leaked a little or getting older shot my load in the panties no
one would know since I was washing and folding them up. When mom asked me
to "do a load of laundry" she had no idea I was doing a load in my
sisters panties before they got washed.


The oral part still consisted of mostly my thumb in my mouth but there
were times I had naughty thoughts of something a bit bigger or more
exciting. Some how I got the idea that maybe I could bend over far enough
to lick my own pecker and to my surprise I tongued the head the first
time I tried. Knowing that I wanted more of it because it felt neat and
the little bits of clear ooze were flat out delicious, I put myself into
training doing a lot of stretching etc.


One afternoon no one else was home so I tried out an experiment. Sitting
on the bed I looped an old belt of my dads under my knees and around the
back of my head while pulling on the end of it forcing my head closer to
my very hard dick. After awhile, more motivated or just more practiced, I
got the whole head and another inch of my dick in my mouth with my lips
closed around it. I locked the belt into a hole and then enjoyed the
tasty pleasure of sucking my own cock. I  was surprised at how good I
felt having it in my mouth and totally loved lapping away every new drop
of crystal slime that oozed from my pee hole. I did not think it then but
I guess I was a natural born cocksucker.


I was committed to doing better. At the same time I became committed to
putting on a pair of sister panties and rubbing myself to extreme
hardness within them before extracting cock and balls thru a leg opening
and belting myself into being a cocksucker. I loved it.


Over that year, 11-12, I refined my dress up routine to include a bra now
and then or just putting on one of the sexy little nightgowns
nightshirts, camisoles, whatever the girls slept in, and sucking away. No
panties in the way then and the cool fabric touching me all over was
great.  My technique of capturing my cock improved as well. Being so much
more flexible now, after the belt training, I found that I could just
flip my legs over my head, lock my toes onto the top of my headboard
(appropriately named in my case) for leverage and push my thighs and hips
down inserting my swollen hard warm and tasty prick into my mouth and
sucking away comfortably.


My first full on shooting of cum was right into my own mouth with my dick
dangling above me. Loved cum from the first smear, shot, blast, stream of
glop entering my lips and exciting my tastebuds. Yummy. Later reflecting
on that it was odd because girls turned me on, boys did not, but cock was
another story. Born with that Oral thing and never did lose it. Actually
relished being oral with girls and boys thru life. Never sucked a guy in
high school but I had quite a rep for being a master at eating pussy
though.


Back the the story of elementary school and the principal's office. The
principal was Frank Ford. He was a nice enough guy i thought and it was
my fault that I used bad words and often made the trip to his office for
a talking to.  As i said earlier, in that 5th to 6th grade period of time
i really got into wearing my sisters panties whenever I could get away
with it.  Sometimes she would tell mom she thought some of her stuff was
too old and throw it out. I always recovered those items. I was an early
recycler I guess. I many times slipped on a pair in the morning after a
shower under my school clothes. Felt great all swaying around in their
silken goodness. Sometimes I was hard all day and hardly left me desk so
as not to get harassed about a tent in my pants.


One day that was a problem. Our teacher had taught us about the stock
market basics as it was her personal interest. We had to research a
company and write a short report about it. When I was told to read mine I
had a raging erection that was going to be obvious and tried to get out
of it. No luck. Sheepishly I moved to the front of the room trying to
hold my paper in front to hide my issue. I got a bunch of crap about it
later from some of the other boys and this is where the tale really
begins.


I told them to "fuck off", which of course the teacher heard and off I
was sent to Mr. Fords office for "the talk".

The secretary had me sit in his office across from the desk. She closed
the door and I waited.


Mr. Ford came in, closing the door behind him, and began the talk about
appropriate words etc. I tried to tell him what happened and in
stammering  thru the tale I made a big goof.


"I had to give a report and I had a problem in my pants and they made
fun of me for that. I could not help it because wearing panties always
makes me hard."  Oh, shit! Did I just say that?


Mr Ford's eyes widen when he heard that. "Pardon me, Clint. When you
wear `what' that makes you have a problem?"


I was dead meat I thought. He asked again and in an almost whispered tone
I said. "When I wear panties."


"Are you wearing panties now?"


"Yes, sir."


"And whose panties are they as I doubt that mommie buys frilly silky
things for her son to wear. Especially to school."


" My sisters. I do the laundry sometimes and seeing and touching her
pretty underclothes make me so horny I cannot resist. So now and then I
slip into a pair. They feel so good!"


"I understand more than you know Clint. Believe me. What other things do
you do when you wear them. Do you play with yourself? Do you masturbate?
It's OK. Very normal for boys your age to do that a lot."


" Yes I play with it a lot and squish my balls too."


"Do you stroke it. Does it feel good sliding your hand up and down your
hard little pecker. You like your nuts in your hand? Be honest with me so
I do not have to call your parents and tell them about your `panties in
school' problem.  Tell me everything."


I was scared he would call them so since he seemed to be talking about
this so casually I figured I would tell him all of it.


"I rub it and stroke it a lot. Sometimes I even lick the head. "


"You what? You lick the head of your own dick?"


" I have always been a thumb sucker and it just seemed like a good idea
to try it. I liked it."

Figured I might as well go off the deep end on this. "I can get more
than half of it in my mouth."


"How do you do that? Do you have a really long cock for a kid? Explain.
I will never tell."


I told him how I could flip over and use the headboard for leverage to
force my penis into my mouth.

I explained how I like doing it and that I did it all the time and
sometimes in my sisters undies or something.

This all seemed to get Mr. Ford really interested.


"Do you do it until you cum?"


"If I can. I like it when it shoots into my mouth or just often oozes
and drips."


"Oh Shit!" Mr Ford said with a stunned look on his face. "Tell me what
you like about that. In detail!"


"Well it is warm and gooey. Kind of salty and sweet and slippery. I love
the way it feels on my lips, tongue and in my mouth before I swallow
it."


Mr. Ford shot up from sitting behind his desk! He undid his belt and
swiftly unzipped his suit pants saying something about how me telling him
about my activities made him so fucking hard he had to give his dick some
room.


"Sorry about the language Clint. Now I am as guilty of inappropriatness
as you were but your are causing me a raging erection. Look what you have
caused."


I looked and was totally stunned. As his pants dropped behind the desk it
exposed his rather large bulge hidden only by the pink satin panties HE
WAS WEARING!


He marched around the desk over the the chair where I sat and forcefully
but quietly, so the secretary could not hear, told me that this was my
fault and I needed to do something about it. Putting his hand behind my
head he pressed the panty clad mass into my face and rubbed it all over.


"You OK with this? You like?"


I kind of mumbled into the satin sheathed meat pillow. "Yes. I like!"


He continued rubbing and using my face as a sex toy. My mouth slightly
open and my lips framing the top and bottom dimensions of his hard shaft
he slid me side to side. After a few trips I noticed the dark wet spot
forming and growing at the tip of his hidden cock as it tried to escape
the waist band. Yes the lace waist.

I extended my tongue to lap at it.  That caught his attention and his
hands left my head and pulled his panties down to let the head out. I
licked the clear goo off immediately. I was making my principal crazy.


He pulled away telling me to get my pants down as he wanted to see my
panties. I guess he approved of the pale blue nylon ones I had chosen as
he smiled and had me sit again. By now his panties were hooked under his
bag of nuts and his super hard dick stuck straight out, all 7 inches of
it. It was so exciting, That gorgeous shaft of thick pinkish  cock was
right in my face so without any instruction at all I wrapped my lips
around it and dove on down. My first man cock and oh it was so, excuse my
language, fucking delicious!


Everything about it was amazing. The length poking my throat, the width
stretching my lips, the warmth lighting my fire and the glass like feel
of the perfect shaft. Velvet to my lips I thought. I was soaking my own
panties now. Oozing like never before and I wished that I could devour it
but my mouth was pretty full at that moment.


His eyes kind of rolled back in ecstasy, Mr Ford moaned that I sucked
cock like the most skilled princess he ever met. He would not believe
that his was the first cock beside my own that I had serviced and
continued with compliments like "You have the sucking mouth of an angel.
My dick never felt so good. Oh my! Do not stop you little fucking
cocksucking slut. Daddy wants to fill you with a big load of cum. Nod if
you want it."


I nodded emphatically. Seconds later I was deluged in my first adult
barrage of baby batter. My mouth forced to find room for the extreme
volume of his discharge, failed and a lot shot out the corners of my
mouth.


"Ill pull out Clint. You gulp it down and then I am going back in to
finish filling you up with my entire ball dump of clumpy gooey
ejaculate.  I think you like gonad gravy."


I nodded. Out he went. Down it went. In it went. I continued sucking,
intent to get every drop. I loved it! the whole event from our mutual
panty discovery to my five or six course buffet of sperm. Guess I was a
natural cocksucker after all.


I had not actually cum but the excitement had caused a slippery mess in
my panties anyway. My principal went to his little lavatory off the
office for a hand towel so I could wipe off in my panties as well as be
sure that there was no residual evidence on my face or clothes. He gave
me a big wad of toilet paper to stuff in my shorts to soak up any
continuing leakage as I returned to class. Later the walk home was a new
experience with heightened sensations of my parts in the panties as well
as the knowledge that I knew a secret about my principal no one else
knew. That would serve me well the rest of the 6th grade.


The tale continues late in my high school years. Remember my comment
about the rep of my talent for eating pussy? Well one of those satisfied
young ladies was Nina, Mr. Ford's daughter.  Interesting.


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