Unknown - The camping trip

"Christ." Suzy muttered to herself. Wouldn't the man ever get to her? Only 2 more students remained. Then only 1. "Finally." Suzy breathed as she got ready to rise and get her report card. But he didn't call her name. Instead he said "That's it, see you all next semester." The teacher paused and then continued "Suzy Fisher. Could I see you in my office for a few minutes. I'd like to talk to you about your report-card."

Suzy felt the blood drain from her face, as she turned white as a sheet. "Oh NO!" She thought. "Not after all this trouble." She couldn't fail now! As she unsteadily got to her feet she looked around at the faces of the other children who's eyes were on her like spotlights. She saw sympathy in most of them, but sympathy was not what she wanted. Right now, she wanted the floor to swallow her up, before she started to cry! She had worked so hard! How could she have failed now?

John Stockdale ("Mr. Stockdale" to his students) was a stern man, but he wasn't cruel. When he saw the result his announcement had to his best student, he berated himself for an idiot.

"Oh no!" He explained in a rush. "It's not that! Your grades are fine! In fact, that's what I wanted to talk to you about." He paused then continued "Are you all right?"

He really was worried, because the little girl looked like she was going to faint right there on the floor in front of everybody.

"No, Mr. Stockdale. I'm fine." Suzy replied as her breath came back. "Just a little dizzy is all." The young girl could feel her thin dress clinging to her body like a wet tee-shirt. She realized that all the boys were gawking at her as the material clung to her budding tits, and she could feel her panties were soaked with sweat.

Realizing that the show was over, the class started to disperse, but not before Suzy caught a reassuring smile from her best friend and cousin Cindy.

Suzy was now starting to feel a little chilly and sticky as the sweat which had broken out, now soaked her clothes. Gratefully, she followed the teacher's waved invitation into the little office next to the main classroom. This office was as neat as you might have expected for someone like Mr. Stockdale. Suzy slid into the wooden chair that he had available for guests, not noticing that her short little dress, now sticky with perspiration, stuck to the back of the chair as she sat down and lifted the front up almost to her navel, exposing the thin soaked panties that were pulled tight into her pre-pubescent little slit.

John Stockdale's breath came out with a rush as he sat down in his chair and noticed how much of the little girl's charms were exposed to his view. "Ahhh Suzy." He exclaimed "Don't you think you'd better…" He waved an embarrassed arm at where the child was unknowingly exposing herself.

Suzy looked down, and this time she actually did faint from embarrassment. "Oh Gawd!" Was her last intelligible thought as she slid to the floor in a boneless heap. There was a slight ripping sensation, then she was on the floor completely naked from the waist down. Her dress, still suck to the chair, had gone up around her armpits, while her panties had caught in the leg of the chair as it went over, and almost ripped them completely off.

John's first thought was for the child. He bounded from his chair, and managed to catch her head before it hit the concrete floor. "Suzy, Suzy! Are you all right?" He asked as he cradled the now almost half-naked little girl in his arms.

Suzy slowly came around. Her teacher's face was next to hers and she had never seen him look so worried. "I'm Ok Mr. Stockdale" She said woozily, as she snuggled into the comforting arms of the older man.

The teacher continued to hold the little girl as she recovered. Suddenly, the feel of naked skin on his bare hand, caused him to realize what was happening. He looked down at the child in his arms, and almost dropped her. He saw a half-naked little girl in his big burly arms. One hand was holding onto her naked little ass, while his thumb was sticking between her legs, and almost entering her virginal crack. A half a pair of white gauzy panties still clung to one leg, but the other was completely bare. A cold sweat of fear broke out. If anyone came in, his ass was grass! No jury in the world would find him innocent of child molestation and probably statutory-rape as well. "Oh Jesus." He muttered. How did he ever get himself into such a mess?

"Suzy, Please?" He almost cried. "Can you get up?"

Suzy aroused herself at his tortured plea. "Whatever is the matter?" She thought, as she tried to get back to her feet. Then she felt the cold air around her bottom and remembered what had happened. "You must think I'm terrible." She whispered as she vainly tried to pull her shattered panties back together. "Exposing myself to you like that." The little girl was almost in tears as she kept trying to make a half-a-pair of panties do what a whole one was barely capable of. She didn't realize that she was giving the older man a better view of her pre-adolescent charms than if she had just given up. As it was, viewing the little girl in dishabille had given the man an erection that threatened to split his trousers.

"Uh Suzy. Just take them off, and put them in your bag." The older man instructed. John's hard-on kept growing, in spite of his good intentions. as he watched the girl in her disarray.

"But what if somebody sees?" The little girl wailed.

John's hair stood on end. If anybody heard…

"Just pull your dress down, and walk naturally. Nobody will notice." He reassured her.

"Oh Mr. Stockdale, I didn't mean to come in here and tease you." She smiled bravely up at him, suddenly aware that his pants were bulging slightly. "Though I might, if I were older." She added smilingly as kind of an afterthought.

"And I might enjoy it, young lady. If you were older." He replied. "Now back to business." He continued as he watched the child smoothing her short dress down over the flat little belly that he would remember in his wet dreams for the rest of his life. "Your report-card."

Suddenly all ears, Suzy jerked back to attention. Her report card! She had been waiting all year for this moment.

"All 'A's, of course." John Stockdale didn't realize the effect this was having on the little girl sitting stunned in the chair.

"I've won. I've won" She thought to herself. The thought grew too big to keep inside. "Wahooo!, I'VE WON!" She almost shrieked as she jumped on the surprised teacher, wrapped her legs around his body on the chair, and kissed him full on the mouth.

John couldn't help but respond. The sensuality of this young girl was going to land him in jail yet, he thought. He still couldn't resist opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out to see what her response would be. To his surprise, the little girl responded by opening her mouth, and almost swallowing his tongue. Then her little tongue was licking his. He felt her wet little pussy on top of his bulging pants as she wrapped her little arms around him and gave him the kissing of his life.

John had felt too much. His cock exploded in his pants.

Suzy knew it was happening, because her wild ride on top of him got suddenly slicker. Her bare pussy sent it's flood down to join the slick stain that was seeping up to where her little crack was rubbing against the bulge in his slacks.

"Thank You. Thank You." She murmured as she gave him one final hug, and a last little grind with her hips.

"Thank YOU! my dear, but I could get in a lot of trouble, if anybody ever found out about this." He replied.

"I'll never tell." She responded as with one last soulhungry kiss, she returned to her demure station in the other chair. "Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" She inquired. "I don't think that was it." She added with a giggle. "Though I'll never really be sure now, will I?" This last was added with a sparkle in her eye, and a burst of youthful enthusiasm that took all the sting out.