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Lee Junior High: Room 310
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ROOM 310
He hated all forms of insect life. Ever since he was a young
boy and his father had dragged him out on overnight camping trips
he had detested insects; any kind of insect, it made no difference.
He hated the way they buzzed, he hated the way they bit, he hated
their looks and the way they moved.
When he had first come to Lee Junior High he was appalled at
the number of roaches and other insects that ran freely through the
rooms and hallways. He promptly went to the store and bought dozens
of roach traps, spreading them liberally throughout his room. He
even went to far as to buy one of the bug-attracting lights that
he would leave on at night to catch any insects that happened to
get into his room during the night.
Of all such animals he hated spiders the most. Granted,
spiders are not actually insects, but to him anything that looked
in any way, shape or form like a bug was a bug, and bugs were good
for only one thing - being killed!
Thus it was that when he was walking around the room and
spotted a spider on a girl's notebook he immediately squashed the
spider flat. That the girl had actually been playing with the
spider had never crossed his mind. That the girl might actually
like spiders and other insects most definitely would never have
crossed his mind.
Mistakes like that can cost you at Lee. That night he received
an odd phone call from someone claiming to be a custodian at the
school. Apparently someone had broken into his room and could he
immediately come up and help figure out what was damaged and
missing? He agreed, and a half-hour later was standing outside the
door to his room. He had not seen any custodian when he entered the
building, but he figured that the man was probably already in his
room cleaning up the mess.
He opened the door and walked in and then stopped in shock.
One whole side of his room had been cleared of all desks and
cabinets. That entire side was divided off from the other by a
massive web structure. The design was as intricate as any spider
web ever made, and even glistened in the light with drops of some
liquid substance covering the strands.
Immediately he grabbed a yardstick and went to the web,
intending to rip it off the walk, bunch it up, throw it in the
wastebasket and set it on fire. Just as he was about to tear down
the first strand, however, he heard a noise behind him. He turned,
and there was the girl with the notebook. She was tall for her age,
nearly six feet tall with large breasts and a firm ass. Her dark
hair hung far beneath her shoulders. She was only fifteen but could
have easily posed for any adult magazine on the market.
He demanded to know what she was doing in the room but she
said nothing. She only showed him her notebook and the piece of
paper on which he had squashed the spider. The look on her face
momentarily showed almost unrestrained anger as she let the
notebook drop to the floor. The look of anger, however, was quickly
replaced by a seductive look. She began to lick her lips, swaying
her body back and forth, then bending down so he could look down
her blouse and see the magnificent swell of her breasts.
She straightened up and then began to remove her clothes. He
blouse came first and then quickly her bra followed, her breasts
now free of their confinement. She bounced up and down a little,
her breasts expanding the motion. He watched her breasts, his eyes
drawn to her hardened nipples. He looked at her, then once again
ordered her out of the room, this time with somewhat less verbal
force than before. All she did was continue to smile and remove
more of her clothes.
A few minutes later she stood stark naked in front of her
teacher, having now approached to within a foot of him. She played
with her breasts, cupping them and offering them to him, and then
quickly moved one hand down to her pussy where she began to
shamelessly fingerfuck herself.
He backed up even more, torn between a desire to give in to
his feelings and fuck the girl, and his knowledge that if he did
it would cost him his job. Another step back, though, and he found
he had brushed against the web. His clothes stuck to the strands
and as he tried to pull free he realized his clothes were stuck
quite firmly. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall loose from
his body. His pants were a somewhat more complicated matter, having
to be careful that when he stepped out of them he did not back into
the web himself.
Thus he was soon reduced to wearing only his underwear, an
enormous hard-on now fully visible in his shorts. He looked at the
girl and saw that she had moved even closer. Now she let one hand
begin to play with his hard-on while the other grabbed the back of
his head and forced his lips to hers. She kissed him deeply and
demandingly; her tongue forced its way into his mouth.
His body began to respond strongly, his hips moving as the
girl played with his cock. Soon she stepped back for a moment, then
in one swift move grabbed his shorts and pulled them down. Seconds
later she was on her knees, sucking his cock for all she was worth.
All control had vanished now as he felt the warmth and moistness
of her mouth as she sucked him deeper than he had ever been sucked
before.
Yet as she sucked his cock she continued to move slowly
forward, forcing him back closer to the web. Suddenly she stopped
sucking, stood up and pushed him, causing him to fall back into the
web. His frantic struggles to escape only brought a smile to the
student's lips.
The web shook from his efforts to escape and then began to
move upwards, lifting his body perhaps two feet off the floor. His
struggles now were causing some strands of the web to bend against
his body, holding him ever tighter. His struggles to escape
intensified in their strength, and he actually began to tear free
from the strands. This caused an immediate reaction on the part of
the girl; she rushed over to him and began sucking on his cock
furiously.
He tried to tear free from more strands but began to relax as
he felt the warmth of her mouth on his cock. Then she stopped
sucking and approached the web herself. He yelled at her to stay
back but she only smiled as she began effortlessly to climb the
web's strands. Soon she was above him, her massive breasts hanging
temptingly down above his face. As he watched he saw the girl
spread her legs and ease her cunt down onto his cock. She smiled
again, and then lowered her massive tits to his face.
His excitement was beyond control now as the girl began to
ride his cock, moving up and down slowly. He could not break his
arms free of the strands so he could not play with her tits, only
suck the firm nipples she offered him. She then straightened up and
continued to ride his cock, her tits bouncing, his eyes never
leaving their movement. Then once again she lowered her tits to him
and once again he sucked her hardened nipples; his own body was
nearing its sexual climax as she moved her tits away again and then
leaned down further and gave kissed him furiously, her tongue
darting in and out of his mouth. She began to kiss his face, and
then moved to his neck. He lost all control as she suddenly bit
down on his neck. The sudden pain of that, coupled with the ecstasy
he was feeling from her fucking his cock sent him over the edge;
his entire body exploded in one massive orgasm, sending wave after
wave of jism deep into her body.
His eyes had closed in his orgasmic climax; now he began to
relax a little and opened them.
And he screamed, and he screamed, and he screamed, for now
instead of fucking the girl with the dark hair and massive tits he
was fucking an equally massive spider. Soon the bite she had given
him began to do its job and he could feel his body becoming stiff.
The spider moved off his cock and began to circle him, spinning
strands of fine webbing over him, tieing him tighter and tighter
to the web.
The next morning when the custodian opened the door there was
only a huge spider web and a dried-up husk left of the teacher. A
substitute teacher was brought in and the class was moved to a
different room while the police and the custodians tried to clean
up the mess that was left. In their temporary room the substitute
gave the emergency lesson out to the students and watched,
mystified, while a tall, dark-haired girl in the first row played
with a spider walking across her notebook.
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