Forbidden Fruits

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or places in this story.

It was nearing two in the afternoon and like every Friday; Kitty was slouching at her desk and doodling in her notebook. Her head was propped up on her hand, while her eyes lazily followed the circular paths that her pen made on the paper. The lecture on politics that Scott was passionately preaching to the class, turned into muffled ramblings in her head.

Usually Kitty was always on alert and eager to participate, but for the past few weeks, she’s had other things on her mind. There was the excitement of graduating in two months and the fear of what she was going to do with the rest of her life, but most recently, it was the man in her life now, that corrupted her thoughts.

What had started out as a harmless schoolgirl crush when she first attended the school, suddenly turned into a dangerous affair. It was an affair, that if found out, could easily ruin reputations, break hearts and instill an ample amount of disappointment.

Coincidentally, it was an affair that started shortly after she turned eighteen two months ago. She had no idea that turning eighteen, would unleash the impure thoughts and actions from who she affectionately called, her eye candy.

Sitting here now and vaguely listening to Scott stammer on about how politics worked, was enough to get Scott’s attention. Standing in his usual soldier like position at the front of the class, he noticed Kitty’s boredom out of the corners of his eyes. Slightly irritated by her lack of enthusiasm, he questioned the class on the government’s current down falls. A few hands popped up, but Scott kept his eyes locked on Kitty, who continued her mutilation of her notebook.

“Perhaps you can answer that for us Ms. Pryde?” Scott asked, ignoring the raised hands and trying to hide his amusement.

Kitty snapped out of her trance and her head shot up. With her eyes wide and fixated on Scott, she looked like a deer caught in headlights. Even though his deep red glasses kept her from seeing his eyes, she could still feel them boring into her. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and cleared her throat.

“Um…what was the question?” Kitty asked shyly, feeling everyone’s eyes on her as well.

The class instantly giggled and snickered amongst themselves, at Kitty’s currently routine reply. It was about time that the ‘teachers pet’, as everyone called her, was finally bowing out ungracefully from that role. Scott averted his stare from Kitty to the rest of the class, giving them a stern look, as he crossed his arms. The class’s uproar stopped abruptly and some of the students sank into their seats.

“I have an answr. Sr. Summers,” Bobby announced, with his arm bent up in the air.
“I’m sure you do Mr. Drake, however, I’d like Ms. Pryde to answer it and since she is unable to do so now, perhaps she’ll be able to after class,” Scott replied, this time allowing his amusement to show with a cocky grin.
“Yes Mr. Summers,” Kitty mumbled, as she slumped down into her seat.

Once the class ended and everyone filed out of the room, Kitty walked up to Scott’s desk. He sat there studying the slew of papers in front of him, while fingering the ruler in his hands. Kitty softly cleared her throat and he coolly looked up at her. He didn’t say anything at first, he just leaned back in his chair, folded his arms behind his head and sighed.

Feeling slightly anxious of what his actions towards her decreased interest would be, she bit her lower lip. Shifting her weight from leg to leg, she waited anxiously for his response. After sitting there and tapping the ruler against his forearm, while he looked her over, he sat up and rested his arms on the desk.

“You know Ms. Pryde, this is starting to become a regular occurrence with you. I would have thought my first two warnings were enough, but I assumed wrong. What do you have to say for yourself?” Scott began calmly.

“I’m sorry Mr. Summers, I can’t seem to focus lately. Please, I promise I’ll try harder,” Kitty pleaded in an innocently luscious tone.

Scott grunted and then stood from his chair. Casually he stalked around the desk and stood only a few inches away from Kitty. His eyes slowly racked over her body, carefully taking notice of the tight purple tank top and loose fitted black miniskirt that she wore so well.

Not daring enough to turn and look at him, she stood there stiffly, while fumbling nervously with the hem of her shirt. The warmth of his tranquil breathing, brushing against her cool flesh, gave her goose bumps. Having him standing so close to her, made her heart race and her body tremble.

“If I can recall, you said the same thing last week and I went easy on you. Since my leniency had little effect, I hav cho choice but to be harsh this time,” he said, as he nonchalantly tapped the ruler against the palm of his hand, “don’t you agree Ms. Pryde?” he added huskily.

Kitty finally turned to face him, her eyes dotting down to the ruler he gripped in his hand, then quickly back up at Scott. The light smacking sound the wooden ruler made as it struck his hand, echoed in her ears. Once again, she found herself shifting her weight for leg to leg, as her eyes glazed over.

“Whatever you say Mr. Summers. After all…you are the teacher,” she replied sultry, with a wicked grin.
“I thought you’d see it my way.”

Scott stepped behind her and Kitty gasped, as he roughly pushed her forward and bent her over his desk. Her breasts pressed firmly against the cold surface and her arms stretched out in front of her. She felt a cool draft float up her long slender legs and rush against the warmth of her sex, sending chills down her spine.

Slowly, Scott ran his hand down the center of her back and past the slight dip of her lower back that led to her round, firm ass. He twisted his hand around, as he made his way under her skirt and palmed her sex, feeling the heat and dampness through her silk panties. Kitty closed her eyes and moaned softly, as she grinded her sex into his hand.

“Mmm…at least part of you is paying attention,” Scott teased huskily, running his hand along the length of her sex, “now spread ‘em,” he ordered.

Kitty willingly obliged to his stern order and spread her legs. His hand lingered on her sex for a moment, before moving to yank down her panties and lift her skirt around her hips. Kitty’s breath caught in her chest and she bit down on her lower lip. Knowing that she was now fully exposed to him, made her body tremble even more and her sex ache. She loved being at the mercy of the schools fearless leader, despite how wrong it was.

Scott grinned and roughly massaged and squeezed her ass. Being able to have complete control over her, brought out a side of him he never knew existed. It was the side of him that demanded power and craved pure lust. It was the side of him that Jean has never been able to unleash. There was no doubt in his mind that he loved Jean, but there were just some things he felt she couldn’t provide that Kitty could. Sex with Kitty was never passionate or innocent, hell it wasn‘t that way with Jean either. Sex with Jean was dull and routine, but with Kitty, it was raw and provocative, allowing both to explore their more primitive side.

Squeezing her left cheek, Scott swiftly brought the wooden ruler down upon her right cheek. The harsh blow from the ruler sent a sharp pain shooting down her leg and up her back. While Scott growled viciously at the sweet sound it made, Kitty cried out from the pain.

“You like that don’t you?” Scott hissed hoarsely, before sending another forceful slap of the ruler upon her ass. Judging by the way that she arched her back and stuck her ass further into the air despite the pain, he knew she loved every minute of it.
“Aahhh yes!” Kitty whimpered, as her nails scratched at the desk, “please Mr. Summers don’t stop!”

Eagerly, Scott continued his painful, yet pleasurable assault. Each blow increased in force and speed, leaving a throbbing red welt on her once soft pale flesh. Kitty closed her eyes tightly and tears rolled down her flushed cheeks, as she cried out and withered against the desk. Despite the pain that soared through her, she couldn’t help the rest of her body’s reaction. The tiny nub of nerves hidden within her slick brown curls tingled with pleasure and the harder he spanker her, the wetter she got.

Scott seized from his cruel attack and growled with satisfaction, as he peered down at her swollen cheek. Tossing the ruler onto the desk, his fingers began to work the button and zipper on his slacks. Pushing his pants off his hips, he groaned with relief, as his fully erect dick was released.

Kitty swallowed hard and prepared herself for what was next to come. She propped up her upper body, digging her elbows into the desk and waited anxiously. Even though her body felt weak and sore from Scott’s spanking, the forbidden desire scorching through her veins was more than enough to keep her wanting more.

Scott gripped his dick in one hand, while placing his other hand on her hip. He stepped closer to her and teasingly rubbed the tip of his dick at her heated entrance. Kitty moaned succulently and whatever tension lingering in her body from earlier faded.

Leaving the tip of his dick pressing against her entrance, he removed his hand from his dick and placed it on her other hip. Gripping her tightly, he slowly rolled his hips a few times, so that just the tip moved in and out of her, before plunging himself inside her.

“Oh God!” Kitty gasped as her head flew back.
“Mmm yeah that’s it,” Scott groaned, as he filled her to the hilt and her sex tightened around him.

His hands squeezed and massaged her hips, before he began pumping fervently. Instantly the room filled with their moans of pleasure and the luscious sound of his hips smacking against the backs of her thighs. Their breaths became forced and ridged, as Scott repeatedly rammed into her.

Kitty’s body withered beneath him and her head bobbed back and forth with each thrust. The palms of her hands pressed firmly against the desk, as she pushed herself onto him and matched his powerful rhythm.

“Aahhh yeah fuck me hard!” she panted wildly.

Scott removed his hands from her hips, leaned forward and grasped her shoulders. Coarsely, he began pounding harder and deeper into her. He held onto her tightly and grunted viciously with each thrust. It was only a matter of time before he sent Kitty soaring over the edge.

Her head flopped forward and her back arched, as he drove her to complete ecstasy, panting and screaming his name. Her sex gripped him like a vice and milked him as he continued to thrust himself into her. With another vigorous thrust, Scott joined her in complete bliss, spurting his seed deep within her and coating her contracting walls.

“Oh shit! Mmm yeah!” Scott howled loudly, as his hips jerked erratically and his dick pulsated inside her.

Once the last of their climax faded, Scott pulled out of her and began to fix himself back into his pants. Kitty pealed herself off the desk, pulled up her panties and flattened out her skirt.

“Yeah know, this not paying attention thing isn’t going to work for much longer,” Scott stated with a grin, as he zipped his pants.
“I know,” Kitty replied, as she turned to face with a sly smirk, “that’s why I think I may need a tutor or something Mr. Summers. You know, someone to help me outside of class with this whole focus thing so that I’m less distracted in class.”
“Oh really? I think that can be arranged, but it should probably start soon Ms. Pryde. Graduation is two months away and I’d hate to see you fail my class,” Scott agreed with a cocky smile.
“Well I hear the water heater room will be free tomorrow after lunch, so it should be nind qnd quiet there to practice on my concentration,” she stated casually.
“Perfect. Well until then Ms. Pryde, I suggest you rest up,” he stated, as he went back behind his desk and sat down, “I’m going to need your full attention during tomorrow’s session.”
“I promise Mr. Summers,” Kitty replied, heading for the door, then turning her head to look back at him, “I won’t disappoint you.”

Scott grinned wickedly, knowing that she meant every word. Kitty smiled innocently and left, heading straight to the girls locker room. It was the closest room to her for her to be able to take a quick shower. The last thing she needed, was to run into Logan, reeking of sex and Scott.