SCHOOL CORPORATE

Why did she seem frigid to him?!?…. Yes, forty-nine. Yes, worn down by life, by impossibly stupid high school students, a husband—a "stained t-shirt," a fucking idiot principal, and a "modest" salary. She dresses frankly terribly, like everyone in this ordinary gray school. She talks through her teeth, like everyone in this ordinary gray school. For lunch, she chews clumped-up macaroni with sausages, like everyone……

But if you look closer…….. Her breasts are at least a size four, no less. Her ass clearly stands perkily, and her lips are plump, they've been begging for my cock for a long time.

That's what I'd been thinking for several months, not daring to really talk. Under completely equal conditions with

her, I couldn't approach—after all, I'm just as worn-down a physics teacher with little brats—students behind my back.

— Vera Nikitichna, good afternoon," I said before another lesson, on December twenty-fifth, not long before the New Year's office party.

— And to you, Sergei Petrovich," simply replied the one I dreamed of fucking.

— Are you planning to come to our little get-together on Friday?

— Everyone's a pain in the ass. But I'll go!" Vera Nikitichna unexpectedly answered with a spark. "To have a drink, to relax.

Oh, really! Not everyone's a pain in the ass, I thought, and felt my cock swell a bit in my old jeans and worn-out underwear. My shirt was untucked today, which allowed me to hide the joy and smile of my dick a little. I'll go, teach the little shits—it'll pass.

The day passed like all the previous ones. Four D's, two C's, a couple of arguments with being told to fuck off by that devil Novikov (an extreme blockhead and behaves like a market hussy). Came home, poured coffee….. On TV, Solovyov, on the couch a vile cat, in my soul—a life sentence. Remembered Vera Nikitichna, for some reason I can't even call her Vera, Verunchik, my little nipple, wet hole, enticing mouth to myself, and my cock instantly stood up again. Undressed, looked at myself…. Thirty-seven, a shameful marriage with an equally shameful divorce, at least no kids. No belly, don't drink beer, an interestingly shaped cock. Not big, not small—when it's hard, it looks a bit to the left. Don't know why, been like that since childhood. I remember putting it in my ex's ass, she even liked how it turned slightly and pounded somewhere into an unknown zone of her scrawny butt. Fucked her without feelings, without emotions, without enthusiasm. We both felt it, maybe that's why we fucked often, with or without reason, just draining my sperm. She only came after me and only from her own fingers. That's how it was….

Flitting through my head like a titmouse, my ex still left a pleasant emotion and my buddy briskly perked up, looked at me with its tip, winked, like, come on—let's relieve ourselves, boss))))

— Alright, let's do it"—and, unhurriedly, began massaging the already greased flesh.

— Fuck off, ex! I want Vera Nikitichna!" I exclaimed and imagined her hole, moist and long unseen by anything except the gray toilet in the filthy restroom of our "beloved" school.

Damn, came quickly, very quickly. Soaked the carpet, underwear, got on my jeans, fuck, need to wipe it off quickly—gotta wear them tomorrow. Flicked the remaining thick drops off my finger and went to the bathroom.

— I'll fuck her at the party!!!!" That's what I thought, already falling asleep on the old couch, with empty balls and a discontentedly purring cat.

That Friday finally arrived. In the morning, everyone came dressed a little better, made up a little better, and with slightly more alive eyes.

— We'll drink today," they whispered in the teachers' lounge.

— I wanna eat," others muttered under their breath.

The students, understanding everything, came completely brainless, and I with some kind of pleasure gave out more D's than usual. Go fuck yourselves, I thought after the last lesson, and hobbled to the teachers' lounge.

And there, tables were already being set up in full swing, a festive, drunken mood was felt, and the bitch-principal was directing the process.

— Champagne closer to the girls!" she squealed. "Vodka to the men!

My target was clearly more cheerful than usual today. Vera Nikitichna was today, although in the usual brown floor-length skirt, her blouse was white and her bra clearly accentuated her big tits.

— I'll fuck her! Definitely fuck her!" I said to myself. After all, she won't scream and struggle—that's what I hoped, adjusted my pole, and approached the table.

— Hi, Vera Nikitichna, you look wonderful today," I unexpectedly blurted into her ear.

— Oh hi, Sergei Petrovich!" my target picked up my mood with gusto.

…..Everything went in the usual, established order. The PE teacher Volodenka got drunk first and, sticking pieces of pie on his beard, loudly whispered something into the eyes of our chemistry teacher Tanechka. Tanechka pushed away the deliciously smelling Volodenka with obvious disdain.

The principal periodically spat out some words-toasts, fucking useless to anyone.

Vera Nikitichna was quietly discussing something with the gray-haired and fat caretaker. Five minutes passed and she stood up, headed for the exit, discreetly adjusting her panties under her skirt. But I noticed everything…. Waited for a pause and, having another drink, went out after her.

— Oh, what are you doing?!?" she whispered fearfully, bumping into me in the barely visible corridor of the restroom.

— Alright, Vera. Stand calmly and everything will be okay! I'll be frank, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Well, I just can't take it anymore. I can't.

Vera Nikitichna listened silently, but she didn't run, didn't make noise.

Here I couldn't think of anything else to say and awkwardly hugged her waist….. And again silence. She didn't pull away, but was tense.

— She's silent," I thought and slid my hand to her ass. God, I wasn't mistaken—her ass is wonderfully good!!!!

My hands scurried over the fabric of her skirt, greedily stroking everything that came under my hands. Already not understanding much, I crumpled the folds and made my way to her panties.

— She's silent. What does that mean?" pulsed in my head.

I had already made my way to her pubic area and was gently but demandingly stroking a small bush and lips through rather delicate panties. Carefully moving the lower part aside, with two fingers I found myself in the folds of her vagina. The wetness was barely noticeable, but finally my teacher let out a light whisper:

— Let's get out of here.

She took me by the hand and dragged me out of the restroom. Through a dark, lonely corridor, she led me to the third floor, where at the very end there was a small nook for various buckets and mops.

Finding ourselves in such a "romantic" place, she said quietly:

— Finally, you asshole.

— Yeah, whatever. Everything turned out not so innocent!!!! Where was I before? Really, an asshole!!!" pounded in my head.

My cock is tense and jumping out of its confines. Vera slipped my hand back into her panties. This time I felt an already wet pussy and a swollen bump. A light, salty smell spread around. Tart and enticing. I continued to rhythmically move my fingers, sinking deeper and deeper into her spreading lake. And then she moaned louder into my ear, riding my fingers with more pressure.

— Put in four fingers. Don't rush. Open her up and put them in. Put your thumb on the clit," the modest education worker whispered hotly.

— Done!" I whisper back, clumsily pushing the desired into her hole. My thumb fixed on the now completely swollen and wet little mound.

Vera Nikitichna began to move on the created figure from my fingers in her panties, continuing to moan quietly. These moans began to turn into light squeals. My fingers, already completely wet, continued to "play along" with the desires of her body. Our movements became faster and my breath burned along with her breath. It was insanely hot and interesting to watch and listen to the clearly approaching orgasm. Then Vera arched, once more forcefully sat on my fingers, squeezed them with all, as it seemed to me, the muscles of her completely surrendered hole and let out not quite a cry, not quite a howl, not quite a muffled scream.

— Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck"—a hot groan flew out of her dry lips.

Pause. We didn't move. My hand lay motionless in the completely wet panties of the heavily breathing Vera. She smelled slightly of sweat and alcohol. She clearly wanted to drink.

— Wait," she rasped and, freeing herself from my hands, stepped back, adjusted her underwear and skirt. "Find me some water!

— Where am I going to find it now?

— Even from the tap, but get it," Vera said with the same hoarseness.

Returning a few minutes later with a glass of tap water from the restroom, I found her sitting on the floor. Having greedily drunk it all to the bottom, she already said in a calm and even voice:

— Thanks, Seryozha. For the water too.

Having recovered a little from what happened, I realized that my dick hadn't lost its vigilance all this time and now with even greater desire was eager to know this woman.

— Take it off. I can see it's hungry," Vera whispered, nodding her gaze towards my bulge.

Silently rustling with my pants and underwear, I took out my cock.

— In the mouth and gently"—surprising even myself, I said loudly.

— Don't come, please. Hold on, please. Right before the end, enter my ass. Only right before the end. I don't like being fucked there. I only like it when they come inside me there…..

— I'll try"—and I firmly stepped towards her mouth.

Damn, what is this???!!!! These moist lips powerfully sucked the cock down to the balls, froze for a couple of seconds, and continued even movements along with a wet little tongue. And this is the "dark, unfriendly" teacher???!!! Incredible bliss enveloped my entire entire entire body. Hold on? But how? However, the option of finishing in her little ass was tempting and I bit my lip, trying to hold on.

I don't know how long it lasted, but she stopped herself, asking:

— Are you ready to come?

— Yes, darling, very soon.

Clothes rustled again and I saw Vera's white round ass in the semi-darkness. Thoroughly wetting my cock with saliva, I made a trial entry. It won't let me in—she's tense. Wet it again and the hole itself into her butt. Again carefully and very slowly began to bury myself into the opening hole. Vera whimpered slightly:

— Careful. And not for long, remember.

— Okay"—and pushed in halfway.

After a few movements, I fully entered the tight ass. Even without warnings, I wouldn't have lasted a minute. My movements involuntarily continued—it was warm, tight, and a little wet. I was fucking Vera Nikitichna in the ass! That thought spread through my entire cock and balls, and groaning loudly, I poured all the waiting-to-exit sperm into her opening. Vera let out another half-scream, half-squeal and went limp again:

— THAAAAT'S what was missing!!!

— Did you come again? Super!!!!

— No, I just really like it, feeling your sperm pouring into my backside. That's my incredible high…..

We rested. Exchanged a couple of meaningless phrases. Before finally getting dressed, she ran my hand over her holes, wet from my leaked sperm.

— Go first. I'll come in and wash up.

— Alright. Until the next office party.

— No. That's it. It happened, yes, but that's all.

Returning to the teachers' lounge, I found a completely drunk company of esteemed teachers there, who, apparently, didn't even notice anyone's absence. Vera Nikitichna never returned to the room.

And on Monday, she only glanced at me briefly, greeting me dryly.

Norit Kabin, 2025