Principal Johnson Is Hard On The New Teacher

Principal Johnson Is Hard On The New Teacher
By rutger5 (Copyright 2012)




“Shanika stop, you shouldn’t be doing that, please no” I heard the voice come through the earpiece that was nestled comfortably in my ear.


Well let me start at the beginning. My name is Reginald Johnson and I’m the principal of Martin Luther King Jr. High in school district 5, the toughest, poorest district in the city. Our students for the most part are minority and the majority come from single parent homes. Obviously we’re always near the bottom in academic rankings citywide and we certainly have our fair share of troubled youths. However in spite of this we do have a sense of community and school spirit and we are a perennial powerhouse in sports often winning city titles in basketball especially.


I shifted my large frame in my chair as I adjusted the laptop that sat on the desk before me. There was quite a show taking place on its screen which was commanding my interest right now. Shanika McPhatter, the starting center of the girl’s basketball team, had her big body pressed up against the much smaller body of her homeroom teacher Ms. Chance.



“Shanika what are you doing? Oh please stop it!” the pretty blonde teacher cried out but her entreaty had no discernible affect on the student.


The two were standing a few feet from the classroom door with Ms. Chance pressed against the wall as Shanika’s arms surrounded her while she repeatedly kissed her teacher’s neck. As I watched the student’s hand moved to where she was able to grab Ms. Chance’s breast through the material of the blouse as she continued kissing her. It seemed these actions were starting to have an effect because in between her protests a few low moans escaped the teacher’s mouth.


“Why are you doing this? Ooh! I thought you wanted my help with something.”


The teen stopped what she was doing long enough to answer her teacher before returning to the task at hand.


“But you are helping me Ms. Chance, with my sex-ed. Ever since I first saw you I’ve wondered how your white pussy would taste and today I plan on finding out so stop your struggling.”


She laughed after she said that and resumed kissing the woman but this time she planted her lips firmly on the surprised teacher’s mouth. It appeared from my vantage point that after her initial shock Ms. Chance was now responding and returning Shanika’s kiss. Sensing that the tide was turning in her favor Shanika redoubled her efforts. Her muscular leg pressed between the thighs of her victim and she managed to unbutton the top two buttons on Ms. Chance’s blouse.


That move seemed to spur Ms. Chance’s resistance as she managed to break the kiss and she seemed to struggle to free herself but her strength was no match for Shanika’s. The girl easily held her in place with one arm as her lips now tasted the pale white flesh that had been exposed when the blouse had been unbuttoned. She was feasting on the skin right over the woman’s breasts and as I watched Shanika pulled the bra down freeing a breast. Though Ms. Chance was petite and probably weighed around one hundred pounds her breast was round and full for her size.


Not wasting a moment the senior center fastened her hungry mouth onto the breast and sucked causing Ms. Chance to let out a long moan. The girl continued to suckle one while her hand squeezed the other breast at the same time. Ms. Chance threw her head back now and I saw her eyes were tightly shut. The hand that wasn’t fondling the breast now slipped down and seized the woman’s buttock pushing it harder against the intruding leg.


This was becoming a little too much for me now so I stood for a moment allowing me to unfasten my pants. I pushed them and my boxers down freeing my erect trouser snake which sprang upwards after being freed of its confinement. After retaking my seat I discovered that Ms. Chance’s hand was running through the short nappy hair of Shanika who continued to sample the breast flesh.


Without warning Shanika lifted Ms. Chance by wrapping an arm around her waist and straightening her much taller body up. She started to walk carrying her teacher and disappeared from the screen as they traveled beyond the range of the camera. Cursing silently I fiddled with my keyboard which sent the signal remotely to the camera allowing me to adjust its angle. It took only a moment to sweep the classroom and once I saw they were now by Ms. Chance’s desk I focused the camera there.


Truthfully getting this state of the art surveillance system installed on the down low was perhaps my best administrative decision I thought with a chuckle. It had been almost too easy in retrospect. All I had to do was feel out the companies that were bidding on providing the school with an alarm system to see who was willing to go the extra mile. Since they would be installing both a new modern fire alarm system as well as a burglar alarm system for all the entrances to the building, with a monitoring contract as well, there was plenty of money to be made. All I asked was that a tiny hidden camera be put in every room of the building at the same time. They were linked to computer software that only I had access to and voila – I could see what was happening anywhere on my computer including of course all the locker rooms and showers.


By now Shanika had placed Ms. Chance on the desk and as I watched pulled her skirt down and off her. No sense in waiting any longer I decided as it would take me some time to reach the classroom they were in as it was on a different floor than my office. Once I was sure that it was recording I removed the earpiece then reluctantly forced my erection back into my pants. Though it was unlikely I’d run into someone at this late time of day it made no sense to take a chance. I don’t think the principal being discovered walking the halls with his hard cock exposed would be considered a positive thing.


Locking my office door behind me I headed for the staircase. The classroom in question was on the third floor while my office was on the first so I climbed the two flights and turned down the hallway. When I was getting close I did my best to keep quiet as I didn’t want to do anything to announce my presence prematurely. Once I reached the door I slowly brought my face to the small window which allowed me to look in.


What a scene I witnessed there – I doubt I could ever forget it. Ms. Chance was flat on her back on the surface of the desk nude from the waist down but for her shoes as Shanika was bent at the waist with her face buried between her teacher’s creamy white thighs. Ms. Chance’s legs rested on Shanika’s shoulders and I could hear the moans even through the closed door. Shanika’s tongue must have been busy as Ms. Chance was writhing around on the desk with one hand grasping her licker’s hair while the other was playing with her own breast and squeezing her nipple.


It seemed that I arrived at a most fortuitous moment for less than a minute later Ms. Chance let out a drawn out moan and I observed her body stiffen as Shanika continued to lick her. Pausing just long enough to adjust my Johnson rod I opened the door and burst into the room.


“What in tarnation is going on here?” I demanded in my loud booming voice.


Immediately the two of them reacted although in totally different ways. Shanika pulled away from Ms. Chance allowing the teacher’s legs to fall as she straightened up and turned to face me. Ms. Chance did her best to curl into a ball as one hand attempted to pull her blouse closed and the other tried to cover her exposed pussy.


“Well I’m waiting for an answer” I practically shouted.


“Oh thank God you showed up Mr. Johnson” Shanika replied “Ms. Chance told me if I didn’t have sex with her that she’d fail me and I wouldn’t be eligible to play basketball.”


“Shanika that isn’t true, how can you say that?” Ms.