Kandi left Mr. Smith's room, glad that the gum she had was strong, she
hated the taste of cum, but knew that men loved it when a girl swallowed.
She went to her locker and pulled out a black canvas shoulder bag with
patches and pins all over it. Suddenly she heard a thud as someone hit a
locker, she looked and saw her friend Chaz, he had the goofiest grin on his
face. With is blonde hair and baby blue eyes he could have easily become a
preppy jock, she knew a few cheerleaders that would consider dating him
even with the green tipped hair and piercings. Unfortunately for them,
Chaz was much more interested in the football players. He wore a pair of
black baggy pants and boots, and a red wifebeater with suspenders.
"What has you so happy?"
"I think I caught the attention of Weylin." Weylin was the new kid at
school, all the girls wanted him, as well as Chaz.
"Chaz, sweetie, I think he's straight."
"Not once I'm done with him." she laughed and closed her locker. "You
gotta help me."
"I was wondering when you would say that." he playfully shoved her as they
"Maybe. What do you want?"
"I told him I could draw... but, you know as well as me that-"
"A five year old's drawing looks like a work of art next to yours. What do
you want me to do about your little lie?"
"Come ooooon Kandi!" she stopped in the middle of the hall, looking at
him, eyes serious.
"No Chaz, my drawings are mine. I won't let you use them to get in some
hottie's pants. Tell him that you are an abstract artist, and throw some
paint on a canvas." he gave another goofy smile.
"Thanks Kandi! You're the best!" With a pleased look he skipped off, and
she couldn't help laughing at his excitement. She turned back around and
froze, her freshman math teacher was staring at her, a twisted smile on his
lips. He had been the first teacher to offer her 'extra credit', and it
hadn't been necessarily by choice. She turned and ran down the hall,
trying to get away from the damned memory.
"Sonya Chilings, please come here." Sonya nervously stood up, she wore
'cool' pants and a white spaghettie strap, her curly black hair was pulled
into a ponytail. "I need to see you after class."
"Why? Is something wrong?"
"I'll talk to you after class. That is all." he waved her back to her
seat and she sat there on edge for the rest of the hour, worst case
scenario flying through her head. Finally the class ended, and she walked
to the front of the class, waiting for everyone to leave. After what
seemed like forever he stood up and closed the doors, she listened to the
click as he locked it. "Sit down Ms. Chilings." she sat down, eyes wide
with fear. She obediently sat. "I'm afraid you're failing this class."
"You have a 43 percent."
"But, there's only 1 week left! There's no possible way to raise it!" he
shrugged, and wrote something on a paper. "Mr. Colins! Please! I can't
fail this class!" she didn't realize she was half standing as she begged.
"Sit down Ms. Chilings. What would you do to pass?"
"Anything, I can't fail!" he licked his lips and looked up.
"Anything." His lips curved into a cruel smile, and he scooted back in his
"Well, I think I might be able to help you."
"Really?" he nodded, and she noticed his hands weren't sitting on the desk
as usual, but thought nothing of it. "Well, what? Lots of extra credit?
Cuz I can do that." he chuckled.
"Extra credit, I like the sound of that. Come here and I'll show you."
she stood up and walked over to his desk. "This side dear." she felt
suddenly uncomfortable at the way he had said dear, and wanted to turn.
She walked to him and one of his arms snaked out and grabbed her wrist,
pulling her closer. "I want you." he whispered, voice hoarse.
"What-" Suddenly one hand had pulled her closer to him, and he was kissing
her. She frantically tried to pull away, but he held her there, while
pulling her hand down to his cock. He pulled it out and placed her hand on
it. She screamed into his mouth, unable to make a sound. Finally he
pulled back, panting. "This is wrong!" she started crying, and he gave a
"You said anything, and you won't fail this way." she tried to shrink back
but he held her tightly. "You are going to learn to give a blowjob my
"No." she whispered, tears forming in her eyes.
"And don't even think about telling on me, no one will believe you. I'm a
model teacher." she started sobbing for real now. "Now, on your knees."
she stood there and he grabbed her shoulders, forcing her down. She closed
her eyes as he forced his cock into her mouth, trying to think of anything
but what was happening. His fingers tangled into her thick hair and he
pushed her mouth far down, jamming his cock into her throat, pulling out in
the last possible second before she blacked out. He started to moan, and
stay longer, until everything went black.
Kandi leaned against the bathroom stall door, and wiped her mouth. The
memory had made her physically ill, and with a pained expression she
trudged to her car and went home.