The trip to Alton Towers.

Finally the day had come, the day that you had been looking forward to all year…..Alton towers day!

It was the only day that you were allowed to be yourself in your own clothes, having a good time and chilling with your mates. It was the ONLY day! Today you felt good about yourself, you felt it was going to be an awesome day; you woke up feeling on top of the world. You got dressed as quickly as you could, ran down stairs grabbed a piece of toast, said by to your mum and jetted out of the door.

It was a nice sunny day no need for a coat or fleece, so you make your way to the bus stop. Then before you know it your at school, 4 coaches are their outside the school, two are bullocks coaches and two are swanseath, as usual it’s the posh ones for the upper years and cra…..rubbish ones for the other years. You chuckle to yourself as you make your way along the school yard, you then think SHIT! What’s that stain on your jeans? Oh crap it’s cum!

You run towards the toilets to get that clearly visible stain out of your jeans. “Fuck fuck fuck!” as you try and get the stain off. 15 Minutes later you finally get the stain off, but now you’re left with a wet patch. Dammit! Now after 25 minutes of scrubbing and trying to get the stain out and drying your jeans you’re ready to go.
You look at the clock in the corridor, 9:35 it says. FUCK! You somehow have wasted 25 minutes on rubbing your jeans?? Impossible! So you walk towards the door and out onto the yard, but there’s a problem…WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE COACHES?

They were here a min…25 minutes a go why the fuck aren’t they here now? Do they not know who I am? I am THE Andrew Hunt so why didn’t they wait for me?
As panic began to set in you felt yourself feeling sicker by the minute, you started asking yourself questions like how am I going to get to Alton towers now? Who will get me there? Why was I in there for 25 minutes? Why did I have cum on my pants in the first place? Now you begin to run.

The school is eerie quiet and all you can hear is your own heart pulsating in your ears and the sound of your own footsteps, it doesn’t take you long to realise there is no-one here except from yourself, and you only take a few seconds to reach the lobby. You start spinning around in the lobby thinking to yourself that you are never going to get to Alton Towers and that you’re going to be in the school on your own all day. *Now usually any normal person would start cheering at this point and be jumping up and down because they can do whatever they like in a school meant for 1000 kids, but no you HAD to go to Alton Towers.* You’re still spinning around, then you stop, you have stopped because you hear footsteps, footsteps of a woman then you turn around.

“Andrew?” The woman asks. “Hello?” you answer. “Andy what the hell are you doing here” the woman asks, you recognise that voice “why the hell are not on the coach to Alton towers?” The voice asks.
“I could ask you the same thing….Mrs. Wright!” you reply, “well erm….I was just um…checking some….marking some homework.” Charlie replies as she starts to look quite uneasy at you finding her “doing homework”. “Yeah right miss, I thought you would be doing home work” You reply sarcastically “Come on miss, it’s just me an you in this 50 year old school, while everyone else is at Alton Towers having a good time and your here…..doing homework???” She started to look even more uneasy at you sussing her out but gave a little smirk to show you that she wasn’t really doing what you thought she was doing. “Na…Don’t think so, not tell me the truth. What were you Reeeaaally doing?” You looked into her eyes, although you were only about 5 foot away from her you could still smell her perfume and by looking into her eyes you could see that not only was she enjoying your presence, that she was giving you a sort of cheeky smile. “Well Mr. Hunt, seen as you are here you may as well come into form and I will see to you” She said as she walked away, giving you the command to come and follow her. Now as you walk towards the classroom you think to yourself, I wonder what she was doing. Also you are a bit pissed off that you stood there for 10 whole minutes and didn’t find out because she changed the bloody subject, not this would be a time to say the word Women! But you daren’t not say it because one you might ruin your chance of finding out what she was really doing and two because this wasn’t just any woman, this was Mrs. Candice Wright the most gorgeous woman you have ever met!

You make your way through the door and into the class room, not for one second taking your eyes of that fine ass; you sit down on the table in front of her desk and look at her “homework.” You here her rustling something around in the stock cupboard. You get up off the table, sit in her chair and pick up the magazine “Closer” and start reading it, swivelling in her chair. “So this is the homework I have heard soooo much about” You chuckle to yourself as you flick through the pages, you glace over the magazine just to see her head pop out from behind the cupboard door, “Ok ok you got me” She said putting her hands up in the air and walking towards you, “Now put it down and sit there quietly” pointing to the table in front of her desk, the one you just got up off. “But this one is much more comfy!” You say putting the magazine down on the desk at the article saying “I had sex with my teacher” She glances down at the article, and looks back up at you. You’re sat in the chair smirking at her. “Yes well Mr. Hunt that’s my chair and I want to sit in it” she says with a bit of aggressiveness in her voice “Ok ok don’t get your panties in a twist” You say getting up off the chair and slumping on the table, “Humph!” She says as she sits on the chair, she sits there looking at you in the eyes, up until the point when she actually blinks and starts reading her magazine.

5 minutes later and you have moved positions from sitting on the table in front of her desk to lying on the table at the back of the room in the corner. You’re just looking at the ceiling thinking of her and thinking I wonder what she is thinking! Yet just 10 feet away I bet she is thinking the same thing. 15 Minutes go by with no talking what so ever, your still there just looking at the ceiling thinking of her, but now the thoughts have got more raunchier and more exciting so to speak, you feel your cock getting bigger and bigger in your jeans, but it stops at sort of semi-hard on mode and you try to think of something else because you don’t want her to see it. You sit up to make sure she can’t see it and now you are sitting on the edge of the table dangling your legs and whistling. “What if I’m not wearing any?” she says out of the blue, “what are you talking about?” You reply quite puzzled at the fact that for 20 minutes she hasn’t spoken to you once then she come out and says “what if I’m not wearing any?” You’re confused. “I mean” she says as she glances up over her magazine “What if I’m not wearing any panties?….What would you do then?” You look at her shocked if you were any younger your jaw would have dropped to the floor. “Well I don’t know miss, It’s up to you, what I do to you….I suppose” You try to say as you just sit there blinking at her, still in shock at the fact she has just said what you have always dreamed of her saying.

Chapter 2

She puts down the magazine and looks at you with a slight twinkle in her eye, you sit there in silence as she gets up and walks over to you, she bends over in front of you and brings her head down to yours about 2 inches from you, “Well Mr. Hunt let me rephrase the question” Your eyes start to wander, from the icy glaze of her eyes down her head, looking at her perfect plumped up lips and thinking how perfect they would feel around your cock, you go from the lips down her chin and go down towards her breasts, the way she had her hands on her knees because she was bending down, it’s like she was squeezing them for you, so you SHOULD look at them, You see a hand rise from her knee and a finger touches your chin and brings your head back up so your eyes are fixed with hers in that icy glaze, this time you can’t escape. “WHAT would you do to me?” She says to you, while raising an eyebrow, you sit there just looking into her deep blue eyes, not being able to pull away.

“Well, let me rephrase my answer then” Moving one of your eyebrows up, but you find yourself still locked in that icy glare, “What would you WANT me to do to you?” You say in a sort of sexy tone. She doesn’t answer, you just look into each other’s eyes, until….You bring your lips closer to hers, she doesn’t blink and still has you locked in that icy stare, but she moves hers closer to yours, and within a few seconds your tongues are entwined in each other’s mouths and your eyes apart from each other as she brings you forward to stand up with her and you just stand there, exploring every single bit of each other’s mouths, you think to yourself as you kiss those fabulous lips, these are the perfect lips and as you stand there with her tongue in your mouth and your tongue in her mouth you bring your hands up and bring them across her thighs to clasp her hips and bring them closer to yours, as you begin to explore each other’s bodies.

By now you have made your way across the classroom to her desk still locking lips as you made your way over there, then suddenly she breaks the kiss, “what am I doing!” she yells, as she starts backing away from you rather quickly.