I kept on having to pull down my dress so it could be 'dress code appropriate', which is a hand width above the knee. The dress kept wanting to pull itself up. This is one thing I hate about marching band, having to dress up before a competition. Of course I dressed up in a dress. Tuxes are so.. bleh. I saw my principal, Mr. Purdy, in the hall and hoped he wouldn't see how my dress was going up.
"Mr. Biersack." He said as I was so close to my homeroom. I turned around and he was looking at my dress.
"Yes?" I asked as innocently as possible.
"Can I see you in my office?"
"Sure, sir." My heels clattered on the floor as I walked. When I got in his office, I just sat down in a chair across from his desk.
"So why am I in here?" I asked, knowing exactly why.
"Mr. Biersack,can you stand up for me please?" I did as he asked and he walked closer to me.
"Is there something wrong, sir?"
"Your dress." He said bluntly.
"What about it?"
"Is is dress code appropriate?"
"I think so. You can check if you want."
"I don't think you want me that far down, close to your... private parts."
"I don't mind." Do I have a man crush on my own principal? Yes. He's not that much older than me. Not that I'd have sex with him. He'd probably get arrested for that.
He sighed and bent down so he could check my dress, putting his hand above my knee. His hand was cold, causing me to almost shiver. My dress was too short by basically one centimeter. He must've let it go because then he went behind me and checked the back of the dress.
"Well this is interesting." He said.
"What is?" I asked.
"It's..shorter in the back."
"Well, if someone's wearing a dress and they have a big butt, the dress could be shorter in the back." Did I just say I had a big butt?
"I must say... Nevermind."
"Nothing. It'll be okay, I guess." I felt his hand glide up my leg a little bit.
"W-what are you doing?" I asked. He didn't answer. Just pushed his hand further up, making it go under the dress. "Sir."
"B-but Mr. Purdy-"
"Call me Ashley." He got up and pushed me back into the chair, crawling in my lap.
"Mr. Pur- Ashley, please stop." Not that I mind, it's just he could get caught.
"You're so adorable in that dress, I just can't help myself." His hands found themselves back on my legs and up my dress. "What do we have here?" He asked grabbing the lace of my thong. Oh fuck. Ashley ripped the material from my body and stuffed it in his pocket.
"Will I ever get that back?" I asked.
"Nope. Can I ask you a question?"
"S-sure." He started kissing my neck to my ear, stopping at my 'sweet spot' in the center for a while.
"Are you a virgin, Andrew?" I blushed at his question, for it was true.
"Then I'll have fun with you." He said with the creepiest smirk on his face.
"W-what do you mean?"
"Andrew," Jesus Christ just call me Andy,"I've noticed the way you look at me in the halls."
"I was just being polite." He leaned down closer to me and pecked my lips real quick.
"I've also overheard you and your friends talking about how 'gorgeous' or 'breath taking' the principal, AKA; me, is." Fuck I'm caught. "And you know Andrew-"
"Call me Andy."
"You know, Andy, out of all your little friends and you, I chose you. Sure, your other friends are attractive, but I highly doubt they're virgins." Yeah me too. He picked me up and layed me down on his desk, wrapping my legs around him. He took off his black tie and tied my hands behind my back.
He grabbed my hips and caused me to stand on my feet. I just stood there as he walked behind me and unzipped my dress, causing it to fall to the floor. Damn you straplessness.
"I must say Andy, you have one amazing body."
"T-thanks?" He walked back to the front of me and wiggled his finger, signalling me to turn around. I did as I was told (well, comanded) and turned around. He grabbed my ass and pushed against my lower back, causing me to bend over with my chest to the table.
I just layed there as I heard him undoing his clothes before he sneaked up behind me and kissed up my back. I held in a hiss as I felt him insert two fingers inside of me. Jesus fucking christ this hurt.
He started moving his fingers more, alternating between scissoring and thrusting. It hurt, but it was the good kind of pain. I had to hold in a couple of moans and a few screams.
I felt him pull his fingers out of me and grab on to hips. Goodbye virginity. I held in a scream as I felt him slide into me. He started kissing my neck, stopping at a loose piece of skin to suck on it. No doubt there'll be a hicky there. Not that I mind.
He started moving a little, causing me to half scream, half moan. He started off slow but started picking up the pase. I finally got used to his feeling.
"Oh god. F-faster!" I screamed. He did as I asked and started thrusting faster. He yanked my hair back and I saw his brown eyes. So filled with lust. He was panting, which caused his hot breath to hit my face. He kissed me on the lips tenderly and let go so he could grab my hips and slam into me. I screamed as I felt him hit something inside of me.
"Found it." He chuckled. He angled himself to where he would hit that spot with every thrust. I couldn't help but let out a few moans and screams. I felt his hand wrap around my cock and pump me in time with his thrusts.
I threw my head back and let it rest on his shoulder as I felt myself coming close to the edge. I really need to get off. Fast.
"Andy I'm gonna-FUCK!" He screamed as he came into me. I knew it wouldn't take long until I came. He started slapping my ass and pumping me faster, trying to get me off.
Finally, I came in his hand and collapsed on the floor while he untied me and got dressed. He pulled me up and gave me my dress.
"Get dressed. I'll write you a note for class." I slipped on my dress and heels while he wrote me a note. I looked in the little mirror he had and noticed a purple mark where he sucked my neck.
"Um.. Mr. Purdy." I said looking at him. He looked up and I showed him the mark on my neck. He smiled like he was satisfied.
"Could your hair cover it?"
"I think so." I looked back to the mirror and tried covering it with my hair. Should work. I turned back and he had two notes.
"This one is for you. Put it in your bag." I did as he said and he handed me another. "This is for your teacher." I nodded and walked out.
I went to class and gave the teacher my late note before sitting down next to my best friend Matt. I got bored so I decided to look at the note that was 'for me'.
Meet me after school. -Ashley