Could You Help Me?

Fbailey story number 726


Could You Help Me?


I was the high school boy that they hired to clean up the bar after it closed at two in the morning. I wasn’t twenty-one years old and I couldn’t drink legally but the bartender always left me two beers to take home and drink after school.

Anyway I let myself in at five o’clock so I could clean up and get to school on time. I had washed the tables, placed all of the chairs on top of them, and swept the floor. I knew that the bar got washed a hundred times a night by the bartender.

I went in to check out the bathrooms. The women’s room was trashed as usual. Those women were pigs. There were paper towels, toilet paper, and even sanitary napkins and tampons on the floor.

The men’s room was just dirty as usual. However, when I turned on the light a woman’s voice said, “Could you help me?”

I bent over and saw a pair of small feet in the third stall. I walked over to it and opened the door.

Miss Amore, my Math Teacher, was sitting on the toilet, she was completely naked, and her hands were behind her back.

Miss Amore said, “Could you help me? Please! Oh my God! You’re one of my students.”

Then she started crying.

I asked, “How did you get in here?”

Miss Amore said, “I got drunk. Three guys kept buying me drinks. All night long! When I got too drunk to get myself into the lady’s bathroom they brought me in here. I didn’t even object when they undressed me. However, when they handcuffed my hands to the pluming back here and forced me to suck their cocks I started to object. They told me to be quiet or else. That was when three more guys came in and fucked my throat before peeing in my hair. Could you please help me?”

I had been looking at her. I had always liked her looks. She was young, very attractive, and she always gave me a hard-on. Me and every other boy in her classes. I bet some of the girls got just as horny as us boys.

Her hair was a mess, she smelled like a urinal, and she was still the best looking teacher in our school. Her breasts were small and just perfect for her petite body. Her nipples were hard, her pussy was shaved, and her eyes were closed.

I grabbed a hold of one of her shoulders and pulled her forward as I leaned over to look at the handcuffs. I was trying to figure out how I was going to get them off from her when I felt her face in my crotch.

Miss Amore said, “Pull it out and I’ll suck it for you.”

I was going to tell her that I would get her out of those handcuffs but instead I said, “Okay” and unzipped my pants and pulled my erection out.

As she sucked my cock I just closed my eyes and bent over her again. I ran my hands down her back, around her sweet cheeks, and then up her sides to cup her breasts.

She pulled her head back a little further than she had been and said, “Pinch my nipples as hard as you want, as hard as you can.