Principal Pelumi’s heart skipped a few beats when the gorgeous woman stepped into his office. He stuffed the remaining akara down his throat and chased it down with a big gulp of tea. He stood up and wiped the glaze off from his hands onto his trousers, and then headed over to Nonye, who had sat down and crossed her legs, exposing nearly all of her thighs.
“I have something for you,” he said before clearing his throat. He had beads of sweat all over his neck. She sat perplexed as he hobbled over to a bookcase and grabbed a bag. He pulled out a blouse and handed it to her.
“I tried to get one that looked like the one I ruined,” he said proudly.
“Oh… well thank you,” she said, thinking at the memory of him ripping her blouse off. As she held it out in front of her, she realized that while the top was the same color and had thin spaghetti straps along with being low cut, it was certainly not the same quality as her designer-branded blouse. He must have bought it at a roadside market. Further, it was a bit skimpier and a couple of of sizes too big.
As she inspected the blouse, the Principal inspected her stunning thighs on display. His cock immediately hardened while looking at her flawless legs. He couldn’t remember her wearing a skirt this short. It was going to be a good day, he thought.
The Principal was so busy staring at the hot legs that he didn’t realize Nonye looked up and caught him ogling her. Typically this disgusted her, but to her surprise, a chill of excitement vibrated through her body. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the unmistakable tent in his trousers. Instead of giving him a scowl and excusing herself to leave the office, she nonchalantly put the blouse down next to her desk and turned her attention to the computer.
The fat Principal finally turned and headed out of the door. “I’m going to grab akara from the canteen. You want anything beautiful?” He asked again, averting his gaze from her eyes to her legs. Nonye smiled at being called beautiful… it was nice to hear that, even though she should be offended by the sexist workplace remark.
“No thank you,” she said politely, trying her best to ignore him and her confusing thoughts. After he left the office, she reached down under her skirt and felt that her panties were wet. Showing the Principal her legs made her so hot. He probably had never seen a better pair of legs in his entire life, and he would probably spend his entire evening jerking his cock to the image, she thought.
Nonye wondered what kind of view he had from his desk. She figured the dirty pervert purposely set up her desk in front of him so that he could look at her legs all day. Nonye got up and went over to his desk. It was the first time she ever went near it, scared of what she might smell or see.
But for some odd reason, she wasn’t bothered by the sweaty smell this time. She sat down in his creaky chair and looked over towards her desk, and she realized he could see anything he wanted below the waist. This sent another wicked chill down her spine.
While sitting in his chair, she impulsively and uncharacteristically thought of a naughty idea. She pulled her mini-skirt up to her waist and pulled her panties down to her knees before sitting back down on the chair cushion.
“Oooohhh… mmmmm” she moaned as she began to grind her pussy on the chair cushion. It felt amazing, considering how incredibly horny she had been lately. But she stopped and pulled up her panties. With a smirk, she thought, “He would have a heart attack if he knew what I just did… but he’ll never know!”
She figured he would be back any second, so after amusing herself, she got up. But something caught her eye on his computer screen. She noticed that the foul man had a picture of her opened on his computer. “That’s my Facebook profile picture!” she thought. It was a picture of Tobi and her on vacation, but still, the Principal saved it to his computer.
All of a sudden, she heard the familiar sounds of her overweight boss approaching the door, so she quickly dashed into the bathroom and closed the door before the Principal could bust her nosing around his desk.
As she stood in the bathroom, she tried to comprehend her perverted boss having a picture of her. What confused her the most was that she wasn’t angry. It made her feel uncomfortable, but it also made her hot thinking of him drooling over her and wanting her.
“I need to go to the doctor. My hormones are out of whack!” she thought, shaking her head before heading back into the office.
*****
The day went by fairly uneventfully. She caught the Principal eyeing her every time he was in the room, but she was careful to keep her legs crossed as she wore her short, tight skirt. After lunch, the Principal was conversing with her, and she actually found it a bit amusing as she chatted back with him.
He kept calling her names, such as “sweetheart” and “sugarpie”, but she just shrugged them off. The attention he gave her was a bit intoxicating compared to what little attention she was getting from her fiancé, who worked all the time. Nonye was feeling very relaxed, and it felt refreshing compared to the uneasiness she had felt since the first day she stepped foot in Ojibotu school.
That afternoon she became horny again, thinking of her wild dreams of late. She felt her nipples harden and a strong current of excitement travel down to her crotch. Oh, how wicked it would be to tease this pathetic man, to watch him squirm for once. She looked up at him and noticed he seemed to have one eye on his work and one eye on her body.
All of a sudden, Nonye decided to stir the pot a bit. She impulsively uncrossed her legs and reached down into her purse as if nothing was out of the ordinary. As she fumbled through the purse, she spread her legs about a foot apart. He would surely get a nice view up her skirt at her dainty white panties. She purposely took her time before she grabbed her phone.
She thumbed through some things on the phone – still keeping her legs spread – before she reached back down and put the phone back into her purse. She looked up out of the corner of her eyes and saw the Principal locked onto the view. Her pussy buzzed with excitement, and she knew if she used her fingers, she would orgasm within seconds.
Principal Pelumi had to look twice. He couldn’t believe it. When he first set up her desk with open space between the table legs right in front of him, he constantly fantasized about the young woman coming into work with a skirt on and flashing him her panties. And now it had finally come to reality.
There Nonye was, digging through her purse while her legs opened for him. Her skirt was short enough that he had a perfect view of the white V between those luscious thighs.
The Principal gasped and immediately reached down for his hardening cock. “Mmmmphhh,” he moaned silently as he stared at the succulent curve of her pussy lips under the silky fabric of the panties. He stroked his cock and didn’t blink his eyes. She finally sat up with her phone in her hand, but the Principal didn’t care if she busted him looking. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that he wasn’t going to pass up.
As she played with her phone, the Principal continued to play with his fat cock. He was close to cumming in his trousers. He contemplated unzipping his trousers and bringing his cock out into the open, but he was too paralyzed by the sight between Nonye’s legs.
Nonye put the phone back into her purse before she sat back up and crossed her legs. The Principal was close to cumming, but he stopped as the show ended. Sweat poured down his neck as he reached for a dirty handkerchief to wipe his neck off. Nonye grinned to herself as she noticed this. She had got him really horny… as well as herself.
“OK, time to go; I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said, gathering her purse.
“Oh, uh… it’s that time, isn’t it?” The principal said, still wiping the sweat from his neck and forehead. “Don’t forget to wear that blouse for me tomorrow.”
“Whoops, I almost forgot it,” she said as she reached for the bag on the bookcase before heading out the door. As soon as the door shut, the principal didn’t hesitate to open his zip and whip his cock out. He closed his eyes and pictured the lady’s panties between her succulent thighs as he rubbed one out.
It had been a late day. Her arousal and subsequent teasing of Principal Pelumi had kept her at work longer than normal. The school had let out more than half an hour ago, and the halls were hollow and empty.
Nonye got to her car, threw her new blouse on top of her gym bag and sat with her head thrown back against the headrest and her eyes tightly shut.
She squirmed in her seat in unsatisfied lust at the thought of Principal Pelumi’s eyes glued to her panty-covered crotch. Her body had felt electrified at the intensity of his gaze and the rampant lust of his demeanour.
She was pretty sure the area between her legs had been too dark under her desk for him to see any details. There’s no way he could’ve seen just how drenched her panties had become when she dared to open her legs… just for him. She opened her legs for a disgusting pig of a man, not for her fiancé, not for some pretty boy like the ones she dated in high school and university, but for him… for filthy old Principal Pelumi.
Even the thought of using his honorific and last name intensified her lust. She could never think of him as Badmus or Mr. Pelumi.
She felt butterflies in her knotted stomach, and her pussy was roiling with excitement. Her panties, her pants and the leather seat beneath her were drenched with her juices. She was so turned on it was all she could do to keep her fingers from furiously rubbing her swollen clit to a long-anticipated climax.
She wanted to sneak back to the office, but she couldn’t do it quietly in high heels. She kicked off her shoes, put them into her gym bag, drew out her sneakers and slipped them on.
Nonye desperately wanted to see Principal Pelumi jacking off again. She wanted to see his hand blur as he pumped his cock. She burned to see his big fat cock drawback, then shoot forward and ejaculate jet after jet of steamy white cum. She wanted to hear him grunt her name as he came.
She wanted all this more than she ever wanted anything else in her life.
She didn’t stop to think about what she was doing. She no longer felt disgusted at her boss… if she ever really had. She was intensely aroused, not despite the fact that Principal Pelumi was fat, old sweaty and smelled like a pig, but because of it.
She couldn’t define it. She didn’t want to. She NEEDED to see him jack off. She NEEDED to hear him call her name when he came. She NEEDED to see his seed shoot into the air again. At that moment, she needed it all the way she needed air to breathe.
Trembling with sexual excitement, she quietly made her way through the empty halls and past deserted classrooms. As she walked, she squeezed her thighs together, sending pleasurable thrills coursing through the bundle of nerves at the sensitive clit. When she got to their office, she slowly opened the door and carefully peeked inside.
She caught herself as her knees buckled, and the itch in her pussy became a rampaging storm.
Principal Pelumi sat leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. His hand was wrapped around his fat cock, and he was stroking himself slowly. It appeared to her like he was dragging out the pleasure. His expression was one of pure bliss. His thick face was scrunched up and drenched with sweat. His brows were knotted and his jowls quivered at the intensity of his sexual concentration.
“Oh my God!” she whispered as her right hand shot down under her drenched panties at the horrific yet erotic sight taking place right before she fascinated eyes.
Her fingers found her electrified clit. At their mere touch, her body quivered under the most intense orgasm of her life. She fell quietly to her knees while her left hand clutched the doorknob in a grip nearly strong enough to dent it. She kept her eyes on him and imagined how it would feel to have that big fat cock inside her as she came.
Gradually, she brought herself down from her orgasm high, but her wide blue eyes stayed glued to the scene before her. She watched as Principal Pelumi’s hand stocked faster and faster, blurring as he began to jack himself to the finish line. She followed suit and furiously rubbed her swollen clit, occasionally working for her hand down to thrust two slim slick fingers into her gasping snatch. Her pussy was still a little sensitive from the recent orgasm, but it fired up to full blast as she watched the scene before her. Her lust drove her on.
“Oh, yeah, Nonye! Take that cock. Take it! TAKE IT ALL!”
His hand sped up even more, and sweat poured down his face in rivulets.
“You’re mine, Nonye! You hear me? You’re mine! No other man can have you, do you understand?! You’re mine! MINE!” he rasped with an intensity that seemed to tear at his throat.
At those words, both Nonye and Principal Pelumi came together in a tidal wave of pleasure.
Nonye watched in wide-eyed amazement as jet after jet of cum shot from Principal Pelumi’s cock slit. The first rope of white ejaculate nearly reached the ceiling, as did the next, and the next, and the next, and the next… and the next.
As he came, he shouted, “I’m going to make you pregnant, Nonye!”
After the eight-thick jet of cum, his hips stopped thrusting as hard, and the jets of cum got smaller and didn’t go as far until only a thick white goo oozed out of his cockhead and onto his now slowly stroking hand.
Nonye nearly blacked out as she watched him, but his words pierced like an arrow into her numb brain. Her hips thrust forward uncontrollably as two of her fingers thrust as far inside her as she could get them. The orgasm that rocked her body was so powerful and undeniable that lights flashed before her wide-open eyes.
Her pupils were so dilated they looked like dark blue holes in her soul.
Her body continued to shake as a series of small orgasms continued to tear through her.
Finally, she rocked back on her heels and shakily shut the door at the sound of Principal Pelumi’s creaky chair swinging straight. She could hear the panting, grunting old man through the thick door. His carnal desires were satisfied… for now.
Her expensive clothes were drenched with sweat, and her crotch was sopping wet with her juices. Nonye stumbled back to the faculty parking lot. She wondered in amazement how a man in his late 50s could be so sexually energetic. Don’t men slow down when they get old, especially THAT old?
Apparently, he wasn’t your average bear.
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