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Introduction:

A girl finds out that she is more than what meets the eye.

Hi my name is Venusa Marie Mortuma Hughes. I live in Miami with my brother Eric and his wife Cindy. I was born here in Miami, with their hot climate and sun tanned bodies and I fit in pretty well with my sun-kissed skin, sea-green eyes, and a great body. This body of mine often got me into some odd sexual situations, much like the one I was in now. I was sitting in the principal’s chair with his massive cock down my throat as he fucked my face.
“You have been a very bad girl Ms. Hughes and I have no choice but to punish you like this.” Mr. Jackson said in jagged short breaths.
This guy is hilarious. I didn’t know if he was dirty talking me or if he thought this was punishing me but little did he know I do these kinds of things on a daily basis. I’m no slut though. I only give blow-jobs to one guy- a senior named Steven. And being a junior I had my way of flirting with most of the guys that existed in this school, they seemed to follow me like little puppy dogs. And to think I did all these things while staying a virgin! Ha! Whatever Mr. Jackson’s reasons were for saying that to me I had no choice but to humor him.
Humor him or not I had about 2 seconds before this guy blew his load in my mouth. For some strange reason I had an inner instinct that told me when I or someone else was about to cum. I tried to pull my head away but it was no use. He had an iron grip on my head and was not letting go. It’s not that I did not want his load in my mouth it’s just that I know Mr. J likes it when you put up a little fight.
“NOOOOOO,” I yelled around his cock. I was grateful that the principal’s office was detached from the actual school. Otherwise someone may have heard me yell. His hot load began to fill mouth and I tried to swallow every last drop. After about 7 good spurts Mr. J let go of my head and slowly pulled his 7 inch cock form my mouth.
“Wow.” That was all he kept saying. “Wow.”
I stood up and pressed his lips to mine in a long sensual tongue filled kiss. After about 3minutes the last bell rang, bringing us back to reality.
He broke the silence, “Well, Ms. Hughes I hope you’ve learned your lesson about talking back?”
I really was not in the principal’s office because I had talked back to anyone. I was assigned to help the principal with his papers while his secretary was on maternity leave. (I always wondered who the baby’s father was. Could it be Mr. J? Who cares really?) And because I had finished most of my credits, I had very few classes every day.
Anyway I had to remember to keep humoring him, “Yes, sir.” I said. “I’ll never do it again.”
“Good, same time tomorrow?”
“Sure will.” I said with a girly grin and went to kiss him again.
As soon as our lips touched, the door to his office flew open and there stood my sister-in-law.
“What is going on here?” Cindy said.
A look of fear spread over Mr. J’s face. “Nothing Cindy, what are you doing here?!” I said. I usually walk home with my best friend Josie.
She replied, “What am I doing here? Well, if you weren’t in here doing something you should not be doing, then you would have remembered our date to go shopping!”
“Oh.” That was all I could say.
“Yeah, oh, is that all you can say.” She replied. ”Let’s go.”
“Ok.” I said.
As we were turning to leave Cindy turned around and said to Mr. Jackson, “Oh, and Mr. Jackson, if I ever catch you with or even talking to Venusa, I’ll make sure you lose your job, or worse.”
“Yes, ma’am he replied in a shaky voice.
Cindy dragged me across the parking lot. “Cindy please slow down.” I said.
“Slow down? It did not look like you wanted to move slow back in that office!” She said.
I tried to apologize, “I’m sorry Cindy!”
Her face softened, she knew I was sorry; I never raised my voice at her, ever. “I know Venusa. But we still have to talk about this. And I think at home is best.” She said.
I just needed to ask, “I know it’s probably a bad time, but are we still going to the mall?”
“Hell yeah,” she shouted,” You can’t ruin my good time or Josie’s for that matter. However maybe we should wait till tomorrow.”
Josie is my best friend. She and I were best friends since we moved here because she and her mom Diana live next door to us. One of the reason we hit it off so well when we moved here was because we were both so into Greek mythology. I mean we totally love and still do, we read them together all the time. I was amazed I’d forgotten she was coming.
“I’m sorry if I ruined your day, and Cindy, are you going to tell Eric?”
She thought for a while, “I have to Nusa, he’s your guardian, I’m just his wife, and even though I do make decisions for you sometimes, he is your discipliner. What you did was wrong and you must be punished.”
I was astonished; he didn’t punish me when he found out about me and Steven. “Why would he do that I didn’t get in trouble last time with Steven.”
She replied, “Mr. Jackson is an adult and should not be doing that with students or kids.”
“Oh, okay. I guess I deserve it then.” I said
Just then Josie came up to us and said, “I’m sorry can’t go with you to the mall. My mom called and said we going out of town for Labor Day weekend.”
“It’s okay Josie, maybe next time.” I said. I was kind of sad because we were going shopping for my birthday that was just a week away. “Oh, Nusa you know I want to come, but I will be back for your birthday, promise.” Josie said soothingly. I was kind of weird she kept giving Cindy a weird look. Maybe somehow she knew about me and Mr. Jackson
I brushed it off and said “Ok.” Josie pecked my cheek and Cindy’s yelled bye and sorry and started home.
“Where you going Josie?” I asked.
“Home.” She replied.
“Will you ride with us? Please?” I asked.
“Sure.” She said
As we were driving home we were our usual giggly selves. When we got home I helped Josie pack. While we packed I told her what happened. She kept giving me this look. But before she could say anything her mom honked. She told me bye and that she call me so we could talk about it more and hopped in her mom’s car and drove away. Unfortunately that meant I had to face Eric sooner. My brother is not mean, he’s just, my brother, and you know how that is.
When walked in the door Cindy and Eric were sitting side by side on the couch. I’m guessing she already told him by the look on his face.
They could not see me but I could hear their conversation.
“I didn’t think it would happen this young. She’s too young.” Eric said
“No one is too young to love, Eric.” Cindy replied.
Too young to love? I was not in love with Mr. Jackson, I just happened to enjoy his cock. Then I heard a voice that was familiar but I did not know who it was.
“Eric It must be done.” The voice said.
That was enough snooping for me. I had to say my part
“Eric, I just want to say I’m not in love with Mr. Jackson. I’m sorry for what I did. And... Why are you looking at me like that?”
After about a minute he replied” She can see us and hear us.”
That was weird, what the hell is going on? I thought.
“I can tell you.” There it went again, that familiar voice.
I turned around to see who it was and came face to face with someone I thought was dead.
My mother.

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