Part 10 - Vengeance

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*smut, pAUl has no control whatsoever smh!*

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"Wait till your mother hears about it!"

I growl and drag Cecilia to my office.

"Have you fucking lost your mind?"
I cry at her.

Rather seeming guilty or even sorry about it, she starts smirking at me.

"Wow Mr. McCartney. You seem rather mad on me."

"Hell yes I am! Do you even have any idea what you were doing? Someone else could have walked in, another student, a teacher or even worse the principal, I can't even-"

Cecilia then started sniffing, with her head hung low and fiddled fingers.

Okay maybe I raised my voice a little too much.

"Y'know Cecilia, you'd have been expelled if someone else would have walked in."

I spoke, softly.

"I am so sorry Mr. McCartney"

She hummed, looking down at her feet.
Her voice was so low, it came almost as a whisper to me.

"Well just don't do anything like that again. At least not while you're in school."

I stroll over to my chair and take my seat but see that Cecilia still hadn't left.

"You can leave now if you want"

"But.. aren't you going to punish me Mr. McCartney?"

My heart instantly skipped a beat and breathe grew shaky and laboured.

She raised her head and grinned at me.

"You know, I have been a very bad girl, letting Max fuck me like that but, I am not really sure if I'll be able to resist myself from not letting him do it again..."

Cecilia seemed so different to me all of a sudden.
She seemed more vile, more attractive and not safe to say, but more sexy.

I gulped and pretended to not see her walk towards me.

"I think I deserve a punishment. A punishment from you, would do me good..."

She reaches in for my chin and lifts my face up, forcing me to look up at her.

That shirt didn't look that tight on her before.
Her breasts were literally about to burst out.

"Punish me Mr. McCartney! Punish me and claim me!"

She whispered yelled, slipping her hand inside her skirt and throwing her head back in contempt.

Well fuck it.

I pulled her wrist and sat her harshly on my lap.

"God Mr. McCartney, you... you are so hard... did I do that? Did I excite you?"

She moaned, as she rubbed her crotch over my clothed erection.

I didn't answer to her question and straightly went on to rip off her shirt in half.

She wasn't wearing anything inside and her breasts just bounced free from the prison.

"Holy fuck"

I buried my head in between her breasts and started humping her wild, guiding her hips over my bulge in an oscillating manner.

"God fuck me already Mr. McCartney!"

She whined, cupping my face and pushing me deeper into her perky, bobbing breasts.

I dragged my hand from her waist and brought it over my bulge.
I was so hard and so sensitive, even the slightest of touch was making me squirm.

I quickly unbuckled my pants and jerking my member for a few times, slammed it deep inside Cecilia's drooling pussy.

My mouth falls open in a silent gasp as I feel her warm walls instantly contract around my cock.

I hadn't felt her in that many days, I had actually forgotten how tight she was.

"Ahggg, harder Paul! Harder!"

Cecilia moaned, bouncing up and down my shaft and strapping her legs tighter around my waist.

I didn't hold myself in and thrusted into her harder, pounding into her at an impeccable pace.

"Such a whiny little slut ye are! ... Always begging! Always whining!"

I grunted, snaking my hand up her torso and wrapping it around her throat.

Her small, little moans morphed into loud whimpers as I drove myself deeper into her pussy, squeezing and secreting more and more juices from her tight cunt with every thrust.

"Just so you know Paul... it was me who asked Maxwell to fuck me... he.. he never came on to me...he never did!"

Cecilia panted, her voice a few octaves higher than usual.

I pushed her down onto the floor and continued fucking her recklessly.

"I... I just wanted a way to get to you... and whatever you saw... it was just a play Paul... just a little play... shi-shiittttt.... ah.."

Her breath hitched down at the back of her throat as she came violently over my cock.

I watched her flower bubble with her arousal, sparkling and glistening with her drool.

Hearing her say all those things made me want to wreck her perfect little pussy all the way, but maybe not just today.

I threw one of her legs over my shoulder and hooking the other one around my waist, thrusted into her balls length deep.

My cock began to expand and tighten against her walls.

I was now pumping myself in and out of her hole excruciatingly, with just one goal stuck in my head.
Fill her upto the brim.

"Paul are you going to-..."

I cut her off.

"Fuck yes I am going to!"

I grunted, rutting my hips and slamming into hers with a tight slap.

And with two or three more thrusts, I had loaded my entire seed into Cecilia's womb, who sighed out in delight.

"Paul do you even realize what you just did?"

She chuckled softly.

"Yes. Now go call your mother and tell her you have detention for the entire day. I am taking you home today!"

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*a/n

Oh no.
What is Paul doing??

Peace and love!!
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