It was a cold winter day. All the students in my seventh grade class had gone home except for Julie Martin. She was sitting quietly at her desk, doodling in her notebook, waiting for her mother to come pick her up. The snow had built up on the back roads where Julie lived and it was taking her mother a long time to arrive.
"Julie, would you like an apple?" I asked. I pulled an apple from my desk drawer and offered it to her.
"No thank you, Mr. Johnson," she replied. She continued to draw and I decided to strike up a conversation with one of the quietest students I had ever had. I walked over to her desk and she frantically flipped the page before I saw what she had drawn. I looked at her questioningly.
"Mr. Johnson, may I go to the restroom?" Julie asked. I nodded and she hurried out the door. I decided to go against my instincts and flipped the page back in her notebook.
Shocked, I looked down at the drawings. Julie had been drawing pictures of naked women and men, performing lewd acts with each other and animals. I felt myself growing hard as I looked over the sketches and erased words. I strained my eyes to read the speech bubbles over each drawings' head.
"Fuck, dick, tits, cunt..." I read, trailing off. I heard the door open to my room and Julie burst in and saw what I was doing.
"Oh no," she murmured. "You found it."
"I'm sorry that I looked through your notebook, I wasn't sure what you were doing and I shouldn't have looked," I said, backing away. But Julie's eyes had taken on a new look and she shook her head.
"No, I wanted you to see them."
The comment shocked me. "What?"
"I wanted you to see them. That's you and that's me," she said, indicating two figures. "I think you're hot."
I was twenty eight years old and this pretty twelve year old in front of me was telling me I was hot. I looked down at her. "Well, that's okay, I suppose, but I don't think this is appropriate material to have in the class..."
My voice trailed off as Julie unbuttoned her blouse and slowly took it off. A training bra strained against her large breasts and thick nipples. She had a great body for being so young. My cock began to grow and made a tent against my khakis.
"I want you to do it with me," Julie said. She rubbed the front of my pants and my cock sprang up even further. I took her hand away.
"No, Julie, no.." I said. But she had unzipped my pants and had taken my cock out and began to stroke it. I was too far gone to stop her. She stopped suddenly and took off her jeans and panties. Her cunt was dripping and she took my hand and put it between her legs.
"Please? I'll write an essay for you if you'll do it with me."
I pulled my sweater off and pulled down my pants. I was crazed. Something inside me told me to do it. I had a fantasy of fucking a student for the longest time and Julie's little body in front of me had turned me on dramatically. I laid her on top of my desk and scooted all the papers to the floor. She spread her little legs and I put my cock against her.
"I'm a virgin," she said.
"Okay," I answered. I put my cock inside of her slowly and pushed it up. She began to moan and wiggle and soon I felt a strain against me.
"This is going to hurt a little bit," I said. She gritted her teeth and nodded and I proceeded on. I felt her cherry pop and she screamed a little. I hoped that no one was still in the hallway. The janitors could be awfully nosey. I pushed myself inside of her further and further and she began to moan loudly.
"Do it! Do it! Ohhh, do it....ohh, fffuck me!"
I had never heard such language from her. It turned me on. I began to hump her faster and harder and she moaned as loud as she could. I reached down and bit and sucked on her nipples and she began to sob, begging me not to stop. I finally felt myself ready to come and told her so. She came at the same time, screaming and moaning.
Her mom came to pick her up ten minutes later. As she was leaving, Julie turned to me and said, "I hope the roads are bad again tomorrow."