Seducing Mr. Henley

Dear Diary
I’m probably one of the hottest chicks at my high school, I have thick blond hair, green eyes and a great tan. My breasts are large (although not to much for one man or women to handle) , I have a toned tummy, a shaved pussy, and an ass to die for. I also am the captain of the cheerleading squad, homecoming queen, and class valedictorian, the pathetic people hate me, and yet they still do as I tell them to do, its quite funny.
Science Class is a complete bore, Mr. Henley, the teacher is sorta hot, but he doesn’t know how to teach in a manner that is interesting. Mr. Henley is the type of person I could easily manipulate, he just started teaching, and from what I hear his wife just left him with two little brats running around, for their accountant (Ouch!). I think I should seduce him.
Your sexy author
Heather M.

Dear Diary
Day one
As Mr. Henley was Lecturing on physics I spread my legs good and wide, and “absent mindedly” stroked my inner thigh. Then I raised my hand, “Oh Mr. Henley” I said, “could you tell me more about Newton’s law?” (knowing vary well about Newton’s law made it even funnier to me). Mr. Henley stopped talking to the class and prepared to address my question. I knew that this moment would determine the outcome of my conquest , he looked at me and his eyes dropped down to my hot pink underwear, his jaw dropped a little and he tried to gather himself back up to answer the question “well, ah… Heather, um you see….” I didn’t let him finish his pathetic display “Oh never mind Mr. Henley I just got it.”. He looked incredibly relieved, but not to relieved, because I could see what looked like the beginning of a boner through his pants.
Your little slut
Heather M.
P.S. I made sure my brother caught a glimpse of me naked when I was changing, that boy is growing up.

Dear Diary
Day two
I wore my tight button down shirt today, I made sure I was wearing my push up bra, and that the top two buttons weren’t buttoned, I hoped it would please Mr. Henley. We were working on work sheets today, and as usual I was stroking my thigh and giving him a view. This time I was also sucking on my pen, and bending over in my shirt more then necessary. Today he walked around with a science journal almost permanently covering his cock, this was only more encouraging.
Your Randy Writer
Heather M.
P.S. Jake fucked me in the library today, his prick is huge!

Dear Diary
Day three
Today I was wearing my pheromone perfume, my black heels and my see through lace panties, he was sweating like a dog by the end of class, I know he wants me, I think its time to tell him he could have me. Tomorrow I’ll give him a little taste of what he desires.
Your Seductive playmate
Heather M.
P.S. I got another invite to Charley Winkler’s party, I think I’ll have Greg take me in his Corvette!

Dear Diary
Day four
I walked by him, and made sure I brushed my tits against him, I also brushed up against his prick a few times as well, I can almost smell the precum in the air. I went up to his desk today and leaned on it exposing the tops of my breasts to his wandering eyes, then I asked him “Mr. Henley, I know you’re a busy man, but well I’m not sure I can make the final with an A this year, could you… well…. Well you know..” I played with his imagination for a second, and then said “tutor me? I can pay you good money to come over to my house tomorrow and help me with my physics” I said innocently. I have probably never seen a man look more relieved and disappointed in my entire life, he said yes of course. I can’t wait to have my way with him tomorrow.
Your Kinky Lust Kitten
Heather Rose Monroe
P.S. I wonder if I should wear crotchless panties or none at all tomorrow, hmm, none at all.

Dear Diary
Day five
In a few moments Mr. Henley will arrive, I can’t wait to look at what he has under those pants! I’m all ready to go, I have my innocent white sundress, my heels, and of course no bra or panties. My pussy is clean shaven, and I made sure I smelled like sex.
Later
Well, My “tutor” arrived, and we set things up in the kitchen. We sat down on are chairs, and Mr. Henley blushed when he smelled hot sex on me, I lived in his sexual strain. “Mr. H, you look a little stressed, can I get you some thing to drink?” I wanted him to take the bait, I guessed that he would want some gin, “ah thanks, some gin please?”. That’s when I knew I had him, he no longer though of me as a kid anymore, he thought of me as an adult, and that was proven when he didn’t even notice that I was a “kid”, and “shouldn’t” be handing out alcoholic drinks. I smiled at my accurate assumption, and his lack of self control. I got him his drink, and took a seat on the other side of the table, soon he started explaining scientific formulas, and other physics stuff. Soon I decided it was now or never, so with my high heeled shoes I slowly started to caress his leg, I could see he was trying vary hard to ignore it. He continued his annoying chatter, finally I stroked up higher, and he reacted by quivering. “Heather! How can you do this to people” he yelled, “how can you make me dream of such a vixen, I have a reputation…” I could see my plan working . “you torture me so much” he said as he got out of his chair and strode over to me, “and then you act like an innocent little girl, I’m telling you if you don’t stop seducing me, I’m going to react, and I’m not sure if your going to like it.”. I gave him a take me look, and he picked me up, carried me to my room, dropped me on the bed and with one swift motion he ripped my sundress off of me. God was horny after that, he quickly took off his pants, and shoved his hot engorged cock into my fuck hole without even waiting for me to take off my shoes. He ravaged me, pounding and thrusting with all his strength, like he hadn’t had a good lay in an eternity. “Oh Mr. Henley, you pedophile you, Fuck me, fuck me wild.” I shouted, and that made him angry, angry sex is fun, and rough, and boy did he know how to do it. It felt so good having his massive cock in my pussy, making me feel like a whore, and yet making me feel I had infinite power. His pounding got faster and harder, tiring me out, I could barely stay in time to his thrusting, and I think he liked it that way. At last he moaned and shot his load into my pussy, “Oh Mr. Henley” I said “you are bad..”, he got off of me and scowled. I have him in my power, he just doesn’t want to admit it to himself.
Your sick sex slave
Heather R. Monroe
P.S. I think next time I’m going to fuck him wild.