The Head Girl

By Charlie B.

To the casual observer Emily is just your average teenaged girl, yet under that surface veneer lurks a world of sexual mayhem that breaks into her day to day thoughts with a force that often overwhelms her. She is driven by those needs and desires, and often breaks societies rules to bring them to life. Her head is filled with lustful thoughts often carried out with a complete lack of concern, Often drawn into dubious situations by her best friend, Milly. Now there are new temptations, and Emily can't get them out of her head, but to put her plans into operation, will mean going into new territory for this young lady.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charlie B.
• Release date: Sep 9, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370105441

Charlie B.

Well my name is Charlie B but you already know that. I live in the UK, Bromley, Kent, any GR peeps close by, friend me by all means. I write hot steamy stories. Why, well because if it turns me on I hope it will do the same for you, guy or girl!For those of you that might be interested my web site address is www.dollhouse-books.com. all of my books are individually listed there along with synopsis and other interesting articles. you can also sign up to my new releases newsletter and receive a free short storyCommecial finished, please read on!I write a lot, a book a month sometimes even more and I like to do something different every time. Sometimes the sexy scenes are part of the story and other times the story is the vehicle for the sex scenes but one thing is always present in my stories, Sex!Most of my stories feature women as the lead characters, I liker strong women, women who know what they want and go get it. They want men who can satisfy them in every way, who can excite and give then totally fulfilling sex. Women today have found their freedom, they want books that excite and arouse, they want a hot read that will give them a thrill and why not.Ah, but I hear you guys saying , ‘what about us?Well I know what guys like, after all I am one. Fresh young women, cheerleaders, raunchy college girls that are naughty rather than nice. Older women that bend the rules, blur the lines because they are hell bent on satisfaction and they will do their devious best to get it. In actual fact, although there’s a possible division in what I write, I think men and women will enjoy most of my books as many sit in the middle road.

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THE HEAD GIRL

SMASHWORDS EDITION

By

CHARLIE B.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1. MR JACKSON

CHAPTER 2. RHONA WELLS

CHAPTER 3. MILLY

CHAPTER 4. IT’S RAINING DICKS

CHAPTER 5. MR JACKSON

CHAPTER 6. JASON

CHAPTER 7. MORE JASON

CHAPTER 8. EVEN MORE JASON

CHAPTER 9. MR RHODES

CHAPTER 10 ROD AND RHODES

CHAPTER 11. END GAME

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CHAPTER 1. MR JACKSON

When I get the summons to Mrs Hopkins Office, that’s our Headmistress, I know I am in trouble. When I see Mr Jackson there I knew it isn’t gonna be good news. I am wrong.

Ah, good. Emily. As you know, we’ve recently lost Melissa for reasons we shan’t dwell on and she was our head girl until recently. We’ve been looking for a replacement and Mr Jackson has recommended you for the role.

So that’s why he’s here, Head Girl? Yep I am certainly his favourite ‘head girl’ alright.

Me? but….., I kinda splutter until I am cut short, and then Mr Jackson smoothly goes into action with his two pennorth.

Why not Emily? You seem to be a bit of a team leader. You led the hockey team to the championship last season. You’re very popular. I think it would be a splendid idea, he finishes.

My head now whirls, dithering in numb, overload.

‘What will he want for this?’ is my next thought. Wasn’t I already giving him enough? Did I really want this position? Sure enough, my train of thought goes to free periods, chances to skulk off, things I might get up to; but then I’d be expected to set a good example, wouldn’t I? No chance of that for long, unless certain people, like Mr Jackson here, keep their mouths shut, even while mine is so busy keeping him happy.

Well; cat got your tongue girl? queries Mrs Hopkins, staring at me with her glasses perched on the end of her nose. Most of us wonder how they always manage to defy the laws of physics. Surely, they must drop free of that sharp point at least once in the day.

Come now Emily; it’ll look good on your CV when you leave, chimes in Mr Jackson, smiling at me broadly.

Sure it will, along with my, ‘blow job queen,’ and ‘jerk off expert’, diploma’s. Those are all the qualifications I’ll fucking have when I leave school.

The headmistress drums her fingernails on the desk top impatiently, another annoying trait she has.

Well, I guess……

Splendid. Mr Jackson is free for the next period, so he’ll show you what you need to know. He’ll take you under his wing until you’ve got to grips with things.

Ha, the only one thing I’ll be getting to grips with is his fucking dick. That’s what I’ll be doing for the next twenty minutes. My tits hanging out of my school blouse while I’m on my knees, his hard cock tight in my hand, and I guess he’ll want a blow job as well for this little favour? Oh well, in for a penny I guess.

Thank you, Headmistress. Yes, I’ll show Emily exactly what’s required of her. I’m sure she’ll be the best head girl that I’ve, ….erm, we’ve ever had.

Wonderful; so Emily, you just make sure you do everything that Mr Jackson tells you now, right to the last word There’s a good girl. Now run along then people, things to get done.

Good girl? Ha, silly mare, I swear, that woman has no idea what goes on in this school. Yes, I’m good alright, good at keeping perverts like Mr Jackson happy.

His hand grabs my arse as we leave the office, gives it a good grope, the dirty bastard. He’s probably got a boner on already in his trousers. I bet he’s been rubbing his dick through that hole in his pocket all the time we are in the meeting. Yeah, he has loads of sneaky tricks like that, the filthy fucker, but hell, he does make me so fucking wet with it all.

So, now we are heading for the storeroom. I know the way, I’ve been there enough times before and he’s still groping my arse under my short, school skirt. Funny how that makes me angry, yet also turns me on. I guess I must like it really.

In you go then Emily, he orders, pushing the door open for me.

So, I enter the small room, turn around, drop to my knees to assume the position. Raise my big baby blues to see that the filthy fuckers already got his semi-hard-on out of his trousers.

See, I told you I’d look after you if you looked after me Emily.

Yes Sir, I near whimper as I stare at his naked prick with excitement.

Now that you’re my head girl, I’ll expect you to be available whenever I need you.

Yes Sir, once again, as demurely as I can manage.

I soon take his hard prick in hand. It’s ok, but it’s not that big. Hell on wheels, my frigging half-brothers cock is near twice as big as Mr Jackson’s dick. Now there’s one filthy little bastard. Yes, I do mean that literally. He’s always spying on me through the keyhole when I’m having a bath or shower. I hear him groaning outside the door as he jerks on his hard cock. Of course, I absolutely make sure that he gets a good look at my naked tits. I do like to tease the horny sod. I like to save the best bit until last as I spread my legs and then rub over my twat like crazy as he lets his load go. You should hear him howling from behind that door as he gets his rocks off. There ain’t no secrets in my house.

Anyway, I am pumping away on Mr Jackson’s jutting cock with my right hand, my left kinda sneaking down between my legs. Yeah, despite being under his spell, or maybe control, I do need to frig myself off too, most times. His hand reaches down to ping open my school blouse, then he slips it inside to pull my bra up high so my tits are free. He squeezes on them while I’m working on his prick, which gets me even more excited. He likes to feel how hard my nipples are and that gets his dick thrusting even further into my eager mouth.

So how did this all start? is what you’re now wondering, amongst other things. Well it was not with me folks. It was Cagney Swift who got me involved with this man. She kept telling me as to how she was doing him near every-day, and like a fool, I called her on it. Ok, she’d dared me.

You can come along next time and then you’ll see for yourself.

So, I did; with my heart racing like crazy. Ok, so I’ve been jerking guys off for some time, even given the odd blow job if I liked them, but this was a fucking