Science Class Blues
Science Class Blues
Written by Ragnarok Maximus Nova.
[Author's Comments: This is the first real piece I've done since moving, and it's definitely a little more worked on than most of my stories. As usual, not the greatest or best writing style, but I think it's enough that it paints the intended picture. As always, I appreciate criticism. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Hopefully with this one out, I'll start writing more. ^.=.^
Chelle sits quietly, the heavyset white lapine's green eyes wandering about to those sitting closest as time ticked away at a snail's pace... I'm hungry, she thinks to herself and is suddenly brought back from her happy place as bells start ringing throughout all the hallways. Immediately students begin shuffling from their respective desk, backpack grabs, books tucked under arms and soon filed out the door in a messy unorganized mass. She, unfortunately, is stuck in the middle of the mess so she constantly finds a nudging elbow or arm brushing up against her as she tries to make her way to the science classroom a hallway and a half down.
Now Chelle wasn't totally fat, but thicker than most girls... so she didn't catch much, but she still could occasionally pick out the "cool" kids giggling, whispering and looking her way. She ignored them, turning her nose up in disgust... though it didn't stop her from feeling bad. Luckily, none of these kids is present as she steps into the Science class. The smell of cleaning liquid is heavily in the air from where Mr. Walter, a tall handsome grayish work in his fifties, was washing the chalkboard and a chemical spill on a counter. "Good morning Miss Chelle," he says as she walks toward her desk, briefly smiling before turning away. "Good morning sir," she replies as she sits down, laying her backpack at her side, unzipping it then retrieving her science folder and related books.
Quickly the empty desks fill up as student after student seats him and herself properly. The teacher greets the last student with a smile and a nod before stepping behind his desk, "Alright class... I'd like you to pass up Friday's homework assignment to the person in front of each row," the wolf looks on, watching as some students dig into their backpack, while others pull the papers from folders and a few from their science book. Though he quickly notices Chelle not moving at all, but rather fidgeting nervously around in her seat, "Chelle, why aren't you getting your homework out?," he asks, but she doesn't at first... not at least without gulping once or twice, "I um... kind of forgot about the whole thing over the weekend. Got-," she is suddenly interrupted by her teacher, "No excuses Chelle, you'll just have to get a zero on your grade card... That's what, the seventh time this semester," he asks, she simply nods her head then shamefully lowers it.
The teacher nods, frowning as he starts walking toward a door leading to his private office, "Chelle, come here please... I need to see you in my office for a little chat," his voice is very commanding, if not harsh, but it's necessary or so he at least thinks. She doesn't say any thing. Quickly she stands and makes her way over then finds herself rushed into his office. He steps in after her, making sure to shut and lock the door. It wasn't a large room, nor terribly cluttered either. Mainly a small wooden work desk, with a chair and two white metal file cabinets. The teacher quietly takes his seat,and then turns a glaring stare in Chelle's direction, "I've already informed your parents about your conduct far as homework assignments ago... and they've given me permission to discipline you if it continued. That happened about the third time, this would make the seventh. Obviously, your failing grade isn't enough to make you care. So maybe some old fashion discipline will make you reconsider your efforts in completing it. Chelle nodded, cursing under a breath. She knows exactly what he meant by that seeing as she deals with it at home, "Alright sir, if you think it'll help," she replies. The wolf nods as he files a few documents away into one of the desk's drawers, "Your parents tell me it does wonders for you at home and think the same result will be had at school as well."
Chelle didn't hesitate when she heard him tell her to stand up, step around his desk and stand at his side. She did however bite her bottom lip as she watches him pull down her black jeans to expose the black silk panties that hugged her large bottom. Those are too pulled down to her knees, which left her bottom half now completely bare. She faintly lets out an excited murr under a breath as she feels his strong hands carefully haul her over his lap, "I'm sorry it's come to this Chelle," is the last words she hears him speak. A moment of silence follows, the anticipation causing her nerves to knot til finally they explode with a gasp from her parted lips as he delivers the first swat of what was to be a very painful and even more embarrassing spanking.
What follows feels like eternity, the lapine's meaty cheeks bouncing wildly as the wolf's swift paw moves back and forth between the large globes of furred flesh. Each impact creates a resounding clap accompanied by Chelle's tear filled cries which spill out and are easily heard amongst the chattering students, but all of them know best not to be noisy for their own good. A minute into her punishment, her flesh is really starting to take on a nice reddening blemish. The wolf's agile paw able to keep up a quick pace without the sacrifice of raw power as it delivers blow after blow to Chelle's sore plump ass. Those juicy cheeks just bouncing uncontrollably from the force of every blow and boy was he enjoying every moment of it. Lucky for him, Chelle is in too much pain to feel the massive bulge pressing against her belly.
Chelle by now is reduced to blubbering cries, doing everything she can to resist reaching back and trying to deflect even a single lick if only for a brief moment of relieve. Course, the repercussion of that is enough to keep her at bay. She can only dig her fingertips into the carpet, the immense burning sensation comparable to someone dousing gasoline on her butt, then lit a match and threw it on her. It felt like eternity for just a span of about seven minutes, but it was seven minutes of pure Hell. Then finally, it came to a halt, and she opens her eyes for the first time since she bent over. Was he done, she ask herself, but then her mind pulls her to another fact. She could feel something very large and hard... poking against her stomach, and it didn't take her very long to figure out what it was.
The teacher blushes, the redness hidden behind his dark grayish fur as she looks back at him with a rather shocked expression, "S-sorry... guess I have a... liking for this kind of thing. Hey, I do have an idea though. It's going to be hard for me to teach so riled up, so if you help take care of this... I'll give you a D on this homework assignment. That'll put you just barely above a failing grade for this class." She listens, then ponders upon this perverted proposition and thought about how many school rules and laws they would break. Then looks back up to him with a grin and nods, "Sure," she says excitedly. With that, the teacher pushes himself in the chair back, and with lust filled eyes watches as she sits on her knees in front of him. Her fingers working his pants then freeing the massive canine shaped cock from it's clothed prison. A warm breath rushing over the tapered tip before it disappears into her warm muzzle.
Chelle waste no time, bobbing her warm maw vigorously up and down as her tongue swirls and drags over his thick wolf meat. Her hand cups his massive balls, squeezing and working them about within her tender fingertips. "Oh yes, mhmm... keep it up just a little longer," the wolf moans, his hands clenching his chair as he starts to thrust into her muzzle. His pleases are like honey to her ears and makes her only harder as she continues to give his shaft a good work over. She finally pulls herself off, her hand stroking his length as she looks up at him, "I'm going to let you fuck me, but only in my ass... consider it as a part of my "punishment," she winks as she stands up then bends herself over the top of his desk. Her hands reach out and fingers grasp firmly around the opposite edge. The teacher didn't even give it a second thought as he stands up and spreads those sore reddened cheeks nice and wide to expose that tight asshole of hers, "My pleasure, Chelle," he whispers as he rubs the tip of his shaft against the tight orifice of flesh. The wolf utters a moan as he starts to slide in, a bit of effort needed as he feels the tight ring straining to keep shut. However, eventually it succumbs under pressure, the ring slowly stretching out and accepting his long thick length. The wolf's cock bit by bit disappears inside, stretching her nearly virgin tight insides.
Chelle wasn't a virgin to sex, but her backdoor was only touched one and right now it was taking all she has to muster a smile as she endures the pain consuming her. The pain fades briefly as the last inch pushes inside, though it didn't stop her muscles from squeezing against the massive intruding pole. The wolf doesn't waste time, realizing there is only twenty minutes left of class time and begins thrusting energetically. His heavy balls slapping firmly against those large supple, yet still very sore and burgundy bruised cheeks. As seconds turned to minutes, the wolf paces himself faster. His eyes taking in the stimulating sight of his rod as it slides in and out as he hastily pounds the rabbit's tanned ass. He can feel the undeniable build of his release, and time was running out. He knew it has to end, as did she as she looks back at him panting heavily, her body rocking forward from the momentum he is putting out. "I wish this could go longer, but... class is about to end," he murmurs, his syllables broken up by his humping and the sounds of their lovemaking. She simply acknowledges with a nod, then a hesitated groan as she feels her teacher suddenly ram himself into her ass. The wolf burying all twelve inches of his cock deep into her ass as he finally gives in to his need for release. His entire shaft and balls throbs painfully as his orgasm rocks his body, thick ropes of his wolven seed spurting, heavily coating and filling her tail to the point that it seeps out from around his manhood.
Chelle barely has time to brace herself, but enough that she pushes back against the final thrust so that he's buried deep as possible into her ass. The warmth of his seed is enough that she feels it, it almost seems to devour her senses and sends her into a lull calm as the last few tablespoons of his cum are squeezed out by a few self applied squeezes of her rump. Then the bell rang, and despite the uncomfortable position, both manage to pull themselves together and back into their clothing, "Mhmm, you're not the first I've done this for, but you're definitely a favorite. I woul-," the wolf is suddenly cut off by Chelle, "Oh, it'll happen again. I'll probably forget my homework again... might need to use the paddle next time," she winks then quickly rushes out the door to join the crowd quickly departing the classroom. The wolf took a moment to compose himself before coming out, smiling cheerfully as ever as the next class starts to file in one, two and sometimes squeezing three at a time, "Good evening class," he says as the last of them sits down. "I'd like you to pass last Friday's homework assignment to the front please," he goes on to say, watching happily as most except for about three, retrieve their papers. One of them was Maryle, a frail, thin and stuck up popular vixen with olive green eyes and long shoulder length white hair, "Maryle, forgot your homework again did you," he asks, and she simply nods and smiles, "Yup... I'm doing so good, I don't think a zero will hurt my grades too much," she responds. The wolf shakes his head, "I don't care how good you're doing, that's no excuse to forgo doing the classwork I assign to you. I think you and me need to talk," he gestures a hand toward his office and she slowly stands up and walks beside him as they head to the back. Another day in his life, of course Maryle is almost a regular, but as he administered her "punishment", he couldn't help but wish it was Chelle again.