First Day of School

Emma(11) recovers from her late night attack and has her first day at school, there she meets someone who may turn her luck around

This is part of an ongoing series. you can read it as a stand alone, but it will make a lot more sense if you read the other stories found under my name. As always thank you for reading and make sure to rate and leave a comment telling me what you thought. Enjoy!

Emma Stepped out of the bus and felt the warm summer wind blow around her legs. Her skirt blew and clung to her small soft white legs. She was wearing a white blouse that showed off just a hint of her stomach as well as a navy blue and white polka dot skirt. Her medium length brown hair blew around her shoulders. She gazed at her new school. It was an old brick building 3 stories tall. She could tell it had once been an impressive building but time hadn’t been kind to it. It looked weather beaten and tired with crumbling mortar and streaked paint. She felt fear and anxiety build up. The nervousness of navigating a new school had pushed out the thoughts that had previously been running through her mind non-stop since the last attack. Lately her thoughts had been filled with the mind numbing terror and pleasure she had felt that night. She hadn’t slept alone since that night. She had been sleeping with her sister Erin every night. In fact, even in the daytime she found she rarely left her side. Emma gazed over and saw her older sister. She was walking into the school deep in conversation with a boy about her age. Emma had seen them sit together on the bus and by the looks of it they must have become friends. The two made an interesting pair both long limbed and skinny. She watched the two enviously wishing she had someone to walk with her. Emma decided it was time to stop standing around like a weirdo, she gathered her courage and walked into the building.

Emma entered the building and saw to her right a small door next to a large window. Through the window Emma could see there was a desk with an excited looking young woman with messy blond hair tied up in a bun. As Emma watched the woman locked eyes with her and a huge smile came over her face. She made a motion and beckoned Emma in. Emma crossed the hall and entered the room.

“You must be Emma!” The young woman exclaimed with a huge smile on her face. “You are our newest 8th grader”

She walked around the desk and hugged Emma. Emma turned her head as the woman’s large breast threatened to swallow her head.

“ I am Vice Principal Deeds, Welcome to the family.” Ms Deeds was about 27, she was wearing a tight fitting red dress, It showed off her curvy features, and toned legs.

Ms Deeds let go of Emma and looked her in the eyes with a soft smile. “Welcome to the family, You will be in Mr. K’s Class. It’s right this way follow me.” Without another word Deeds turned and left the office not checking to see if Emma was actually following her.

Emma ran after Ms Deeds. They went down a short hallway full of students of various ages rummaging through their lockers, chatting and generally causing chaos. Emma watched in astonishment as they all calmed and moved aside as Ms Deeds swiftly moved through them. She greeted some and scolded others. Emma got the impression Ms Deeds was well liked and respected by the students.

“Your locker is right over there” Ms Deeds pointed towards a pair of brightly painted but old lockers. “And Mr. K’s room is right over there.” she pointed to a nearby door covered in flags from all around the world. “ Hope you have a great day, and let me know if you need anything” Ms Deeds bent down and hugged Emma again, her large soft breast pressing against Emma’s face. She then promptly let go and turned away, disappearing back down the hall. Emma heard laughing and looked around. She saw a group of students nearby looking at her and laughing. Her face flushed with embarrassment. Face turned towards the ground she quickly shoved her backpack into her locker and hurried to the relative safety of class. She was almost at the door when she collided with something solid and fell back on he butt.

“My god are you ok? I am so sorry” A voice called with concern.

Emma looked up and felt a strange feeling in her stomach. In front of her kneeling down to help her up was a young man just out of college, probably about 21. He was tall with a slight but muscular build. He had bright blue eyes and shaggy dark brown hair and a close cut beard.

Emma looked for something to say but she found she couldn’t speak. Her throat was dry and a warmth was growing from somewhere below her stomach. She managed to stammer. “Yearsh” some combination of yes and yeah.

“I am not sure what that means” He said with a laugh “maybe you fell a little harder than it looked” He reached down and lightly grabbed her arm.

Emma felt a wash of pleasure move over her, she hoped he would hold her arm forever. He guided her up and got her on her feet.

“I am Mr K” He said with a smile “And you must be Emma, I will be your new history teacher.”

He placed his hand on the middle of her back. Emma felt a flutter of excitement,She bit her lip and clenched her tiny fist. He lightly guided her into the classroom. She enjoyed the feeling of his arm powerfully yet gently pushing her forward.

“You will sit right back there.” Mr K pointed to an empty desk in the back row.

Emma Gazed up at him. He looked down and his bright blue eyes met hers. She felt a flush of blood rush to her face and she quickly looked away. Face down she shuffled back to her desk. She slid into her desk and got out her school supplies. She looked forward and saw Mr K start class. She watched him but she wasn’t really paying attention, it was something about some guys on horses who killed a bunch of people. Emma found as she looked at him she felt a warmth growing inside of her. She wanted him to touch her and like her and make her feel the way the machine her toys had pressed into her had made her feel. She felt like he would be gentle. He would make her feel all the good feelings that she remembered from the attack with none of the bad. She felt she loved him. Without really thinking her hand wandered down to her legs. She slid it slowly down her thigh and up the edge of her skirt. She knew how she could satisfy this urge inside her. Her toys had shown her, she just had to rub between her legs. She stopped suddenly. She couldn’t do that here, someone would see her. Or would they, she thought. Emma looked around. No one was really paying attention to her, the nearest students were far away and no one could really see what was going on under the desk anyway. She thought no one will ever know, plus the lust building in her tiny body was too great to ignore. She moved her hand up underneath her skirt. She pressed her fingers against the soft fabric of her panties. She moved them slowly in a circular motion, pressing the cloth into her soft young pussy. She slid the fabric aside and ran her finger up her slit. To the top where she found her clit. She rubbed it and a feeling like a shock ran up her body and she jerked grabbing the desk. The noise was louder than she had expected and someone turned to look. Emma looked down and pretended to write something down on the paper in front of her. She looked up and everyone was again ignoring her. She resumed rubbing but slower this time, letting the feeling build more slowly inside of her. She felt the need to fill her pussy with something. She looked around her desk for something that would work. Still rubbing her eyes landed on a marker, it was about the size of her thumb, not too big but still big enough to fill her tiny pussy. She grabbed the marker with her free hand she then took it and brought it below the table. Slowly well still rubbing she pushed the marker into her. As the marker went inside Emma let out a small moan.

“I will take that as a yes” Mr K said from the front of the class.

He was looking right at Emma. “thank you for volunteering, Emma why don’t you come up to the front of the class”

Emma’s face flushed red. Quickly she pulled the fabric of her panties back over her pussy, holding the marker still inside of her.

“Well come on we haven’t got all day” Mr K called with mock annoyance.

Emma stood up; she could feel the marker move inside of her sending shots of pleasure throughout her body. She slowly walked up to the front of the class tightly clenching the marker inside of her to stop it from moving or falling out. She felt a flush of embarrassment standing in front of the class as the marker moved inside of her.

Mr K. gestured to the map, “Could you please show the class where Iran is?”

Emma pointed randomly at a country in the middle of the map.

“Very good” Mr K exclaimed, patting her on the back.

Emma panicked, the force of the pat had caused the marker to slip, she gripped it with all her might, luckily the bottom of her panties stopped it from falling out. Emma quickly went back to her desk. She waited until no one was looking and reached down and took the marker out of her pussy. She spent the rest of the hour in embarrassed silence trying not to draw any attention to herself. Eventually the bell rang and the students began to filter out. Emma grabbed her stuff and moved toward the door. On her way out Mr K blocked her way.

“I just wanted to see how your first day went and how you are settling in” He asked “you just moved her right? That must be hard. New towns and houses can be scary.”

“Yeah I suppose so” Emma answered her heart was pounding. He was standing so close to he she could feel the heat coming off of his body and smell his deodorant. She could feel the warmth grow inside her again.

“Let me know if you need anything.” he touched her arm.

Without thinking Emma burst out “do you know anything about ghosts?”

He laughed “ Well I am not sure about real ghosts but I do know a lot of legends and folklore about ghosts, why is your house haunted?”
Emma’s face reddened, Mr K’s face softened as he saw she was actually embarrassed.

“I actually have something if you are having problems with ghosts” he said excitedly

He went behind his desk and reached down pulling out a small wooden carving shaped like a bear-like creature.

“This is a totem my grandma gave me. It’s supposed to ward off evil spirits.” He handed her the carving “hear you can have it”

Emma took the rough carving in her hands “I couldn’t take this really…..” she started to say but Mr K cut her off

“Nonsense , my grandma gave it to me when I first moved to this town she would want me to give it to a fellow newcomer, now run off to class you’re going to be late”

Emma held the carving tight and left the classroom. Maybe this thing will actually work she thought, Maybe my troubles will finally be over.

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