Must Read Story: My S*x Service To My Principal And Students

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Must Read Story: My S*x Service To My Principal And Students

Dear God you can’t let this happen to me, I prayed
before embarking on this mission na, why you wan
fall my hand?. The principal was a good woman but
she was also very ruthless and would never
encourage immorality. Never.
She had made it clear over a thousand times and
I’ve seen how she disciplines faulting staff. I was
warned about these girls, she made the
repercussions clear.
The punishment was either dismissal or a PPA
transfer. Whatever the case, I would have to leave
this heaven and I didn’t want that to happen.
I and Juliet locked eyes for a few seconds, I was
trying to read her face but I still couldn’t tell if we’d
been busted, cuz her face was blank.
I stood in front of the principal’s office table, made
an innocent face and greeted her:
“Good morning ma”
“David, what is this I’m hearing about you and my
girls?”
“Ma, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.
Me?”
“I have informants everywhere so I’m fully aware of
the things that happen in my school. I here you now
invite my students to your house.”
“No, I didn’t invite any….”
“Wait! Let me finish. So you deceived me with your
innocent face right?”
“No ma, I’m innocent by nature. I can never disobey
you ma”
“How did these girls get your number and why are
you inviting them to your house?”
“Ma, I think they get it from the school staff room
board. I have never invited anyone to my house.
God is my witness (baba God no vex, na your son I
be, I gaz cover up. You know as e dey go na)”
Every staff-room had a board with every staff data
including phone numbers.
I always kept that in mind to use as an excuse
whenever something like this came up cuz I do get
random calls and flashes from various girls and I
knew that’s where they obtain my number from.
“Now, you will go back to your staff room and erase
your phone number from the staff board. Are we
clear?”
“Yes ma, I will do that immediately and even change
my line.”
“Yes, that would be better. Because next time
something like this happens, I will write to the state
coordinator and transfer you to another school. I
don’t take nonsense from anybody. You know me.”
“I understand ma.”
“You’re still my son, and I hope you don’t disappoint
me.”
“Yes ma. Thank you ma.”
“These four girls here have refused to pay their
inter-house sports fee. Give them a portion of the
school farm to clear. Make sure they sweat.”
“Ok ma.”
Hoo-hooo!! I wasn’t busted afterall! My redeemer
liveth!!. The principal calls me her ‘son’ and
actually, she did treat me like one. She used to give
me money, food stuffs from her home, and
sometimes I would visit her home.
Not everybody is allowed to visit her home. She had
a good home, great children, but her husband was
late. Towards the end of my service, I visited her
home and met two of her daughters who were
schooling in America.
Omoh, I swear to God the girls fine die, Some of the
most perfect beings on earth. But it was a little too
late start up a friendship with them and besides I
didn’t think their mum would approve it.
*snap back*
I took the four girls to the school farm to serve
some punishment as instructed by my madam. I
gave them cutlasses and assigned portions of the
school farm to them. School was over but extra
lessons would start by 3:30, so they were to work
till extra lessons began.
It wasn’t really serious work cuz I was lenient with
them, but it still work anyway. I and Juliet didn’t
speak much but everyone was jisting, joking and
getting along. After like 20 minutes, Juliet called me
aside smiling:
“Sir, please I’m tired.”
“What’s making you tired, are you pregnant or
what?”
She laughed.
“So your asking me, after all the force you used on
me today. I suspect that you take drug-s sef”
It was my turn to laugh.
“Are you serious? Drug-s? I used force on you. Did
we do wrestling or what?”
She laughed like a drunk rat. Meanwhile, the other
girls were still talking and working, paying us no
attention.
“Ok, you can go home. If they ask questions, I’ll say
you’re feeling a little sick”
So Juliet left and it was just me and three other ss3
girls.
omoh, I just stand for their back dey observe as
them dey work. Two of them Don comot their shirt
so that e no go stain.
Damn!. See bo’obs wey dey show through their
white singlets. As them work, their bo’obs just dey
bounce. My prick Don dey rise small small but I just
dey code am.
As the were bending down and clearing grass, I
could see their p@anties from behind and they knew.
That was normal to them and me too cuz I’ve seen
worse in class during my teachings.
One particular girl had a really big @ss and she
kept flaunting it to me. At intervals, she would turn
and look at me, and smile.
This girl would make a perfect stripper. Her Bottom
was bouncing with little or no effort. At one point,
she raised her skirt up fully in pretence of adjusting
her skirt,then she stretched the pants to cover her
@ss proper, but the pants could not cover her @ss.
Too much junk in the trunk!. I couldn’t believe what
I was seeing. Jizos!! See big black nyash!. The two
other girls were like:
“Hey! Chioma what are you doing? Are you not
seeing that sir is here?”
Then she replied with laughter saying:
“Sir, is there anything that you have not seen
before? Abi Are you not enjoying it?”
You are damn right. Haha! Oluwa is involved. I Don
see another partner in crime.
I kept a serious face. Then I spoke:
“Stop all these and hurry up, I have other things
doing”
I just stayed back and enjoyed the show, lost in
fantasy, not knowing what the day or time was.
Time flies when you having fun. The show went on
till the bell went off. An hour and thirty minutes was
gone and it felt like a minute and thirty seconds.
Yeah, Time flies.
It was now time for extra lessons. They rounded up,
and we returned the cutlasses. The day was over,
so I headed home. On my way to the school gate,
that fat @ss girl (chioma) ran up to me:
“Sir when you’re coming tomorrow please buy
something for me o”
She was seriously blushing.
“Something like what?”
“Eeerrrm, short-bread biscuit”
Nah biatch, what you really need is long-di:ck!.
I smiled back.
“Ok. Tomorrow then”
“Don’t forget o!”
How can I forget my di:ck at home, u stupi-d
murfoka.
“No I won’t”
As she was leaving, I turned to take a look. I don’t
normally do this, but hey, that @ss was abnormal. I
could see her pant line through her hot skirt. Fat
@as.
The nyash just dey shake pa-ta-pa-ta-pa-ta. She kon
turn look me, smile, still waka dey go.
This girl Don kill me.
*Next Day in School*
I came early cuz I had a lesson note to form before
my morning class. I was alone in the staff-room.
The bell went off for morning devotion and students
were running here and there, hurrying to the
assembly ground. From the window, I heard
someone say:
“Sir good morning. Where is my biscuit?”