Mr. Nilam’s Extra Credit

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The next morning I stop for a coffee on my way into school. I shouldn't have though, my car has no functional cupholders. The cupholders were designed for a rather irregular cup, and I haven't found a drink that fits into it.

As I navigate towards the school I hit a speed bump that covers my t shirt with coffee. Ugh. I pull over momentarily and check my trunk. Nice, I have a cute button up v-neck in the back. It's not some thing that I would normally wear to school, but I'm not driving home and I'm definitely not wearing a coffee stain.

I swap my tops. Good. Still matching with jeans. Admittedly, I look pretty good today. I don't normally dress to turn heads at school but perhaps having a little attention today would be nice.

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During second period at school when I walk in, I walk up to Mr. Nilam's desk.

"How are you feeling today?"

Mr Nilam looks up at me.

"I'm feeling - wow"

"What?"

"That is a very... revealing V neck." He replies.

Suddenly self conscious I cross my arms. "It's not that revealing" I mutter as I head to my desk eager to get on with the day. I realized I didn't even catch how he was feeling. I looked up at his desk and saw him looking back at me again.

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I stifle a yawn as the bell for class rings. End of 4th. Time for 5th. There was a little bit of rain today so PE was held inside. That means board games and some kids play with the basketball court. It means one other thing. Didn't have to spend time showering after practice.

I entered Mr. Nilam's classroom and set down my lunch. He isn't here. Taking a look at the list, it looks like I'm cleaning windows today. I grab a glass cleaner and paper towels and start spraying.

Mr. Nilam enters the classroom.

"Oh hey, sorry hope you won't here for long" he says as he shuts the door behind him.

"Nah I just got here" I say from a half turn over my shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye I see him doing something at the door. Locking it?

"I actually had something else I wanted you to do today" he says.

"Oh" I said stopping and turning around. It looks like he was definitely doing some thing with the keys. Probably not locking it though, that doesn't really make sense. "what's up?"

"My closet" he begins toward a door behind his desk and opens it. It's a decently sized closet like room with several items in it. "I... uh.... Need it cleaned out."

"Okay" I say. He steps inside and turns on the overhead light. I follow him in. Now with the light on I can see some things. There's a table set up with several boxes on top of it in the middle of the closet. Several shelves around the closet with plenty of various items on those shelves. Notebooks, cleaning supplies.

"I'll need you to empty these boxes and put them on to the shelves." Mr. Nilam says. He steps outside of the closet and shuts the door behind him. I feel like he left me without much instruction.

"Okay" I say to myself as I begin taking a closer look at things in the closet. Not sure where I'm gonna start, hoping to get a feel for how it's organized. One shelf has four laptops on it. Another has Halloween candy. Air pump for a bike tire or small ball.

I gasp.

"Oh. My. Gosh" I whisper.

The closet door opens again and Mr. Nilam steps back inside.

"I had to double check, sorry about that" he apologizes.

"Double check what?" I ask. He saw what I was looking at though.

"The door...." He says. "Damn. I was hoping you weren't going to see that. Ruins the surprise" he replied. He stepped over to the table and removed the boxes and put them in a corner of the room.

"Surprise? For who?" I ask.

"You" he replies matter of factly.

"Huh? What do you mean for me? What surprise for me would include a bottle of lube?" I half chuckle.

He reaches over to the shelf and grabs the small bottle. He looks at it for a moment. My confusion in this moment was greater than my common sense.

"I tried on the first day. I want you to believe me that I did. I tried to keep my head down, my thoughts away. But then you changed on the second day."

"What do you mean I changed?" I asked still not connecting the pieces.

"Into the tennis outfit." He replied.

Dang. This thing again "I'm sorry I was late, and I know as an outfit it was totally inn-"

"Bullshit" Mr. Nilam interrupts. Wow. Glad no one else was around for that one otherwise he'd have got in trouble. "You changed in to it for me"

"For you?" I asked.

"For me" he said. Immediately it all started to click in my head. I was misunderstanding the situation. A wave of concern flooded me as I instinctively began inching backward toward the door.

"Mr. Nilam. Thanks for today, I think I'm gonna have to go"

He takes another step toward me.

"I want you to know I tried. But you made it impossible with that skirt. The sweat."

"Ooooo okay so I have to really get going."

He stepped closer and put his hand on my stomach and pushed me back against the closet door.

"You wanna be a nurse, right?"

"Yes" I breathed. "I do." With his hand on my stomach I was suddenly fearful for my life.

"If you fail my class, you will not become a nurse" he stated.

"Mr. Nilam I just don't think that this is a good idea. We have the list of things we need-"

He interrupted my train of thought when he grabbed my hand with his hand. He led it to his pants and placed it on his crotch. He was forcing me to hold his privates through his pants.

"Oh my, sir what are you doing stop" I said as I tried to pull away.

"Huh?" He asked. I could feel him start to grow with my hand there. He held me firmly into place. "I am doing nothing just listening to you - what were you saying?"

"Uh"

"Something about the list, keep going. I'm listening"

"I don't think this is okay" I muster. His reply to ask me to keep talking caught me off guard a bit. He was able to push past the fact that he's holding my hand to his crotch.

"So go" he says as he releases me. He takes a step back and I quickly head out of the closet. What the fuck. I need to get out of here. My food. I completely forgot about lunch with all that was going on. I completely ignore it and head right to the door with my bag. It's locked. My heart begins to sink.

I turn around and begin to approach the closet.

"Mr. Nilam" I say from outside the door. "please unlock the classroom door" I ask.

No response.

"Mr. Nilam?"

Nothing.

I open the door slowly and see Mr. Nilam he turns toward me.

"Holy fuck" I say as I shield my eyes.

Mr. Nilam stands with his clothes still on. His fly is down and he's pulled his genitals out through his underwear and the zipper. He stands at full attention.

Trying not to look I say "please-please unlock the door I-I think I have to leave"

"I don't know how else to spell this out for you. You are gonna fail this grade. Probably even get kicked out of school altogether" he said. I could get kicked out? Is that true? "You are in an immense amount of trouble right now." I agree with that. "If you are discovered with me, you'll be expelled from school. They'd probably even arrest you"

"What, no I'm not even doing anything"

"Perhaps. Or perhaps I'll tell them that you were trying to sleep with me to get better grades. You would be tried as an adult. Who would they believe?"

Fuck I just don't know what's going on. I'm so confused. Is he lying to me? I can't go to jail. I can't mess up the college plan. He walks over to the door and I jump back a second, he grabs my arm and ushers me into the closet and shuts the door behind us. Fucking fuck. It's like stepping into a room of danger - one I wasn't in three seconds ago. I feel it all around me.

"So what color jumpsuit will you ask for?" He questions me. I step away from him towards the table. He steps closer and closer. Backing me further into the closet.

He gets closer until he's only a couple of inches in front of me. I start to cry.

"Shh shh hey hey hey. It's alright" he uses my crying as an excuse to stand closer. He grabs both sides of my arms and rubs them some. With every step he's bringing his penis closer and closer to me.

He takes another half step forward and let's it touch me. His penis is rock hard and poking my tummy through my shirt. He reaches his arm around my waist and pulls me in closer to a hug. He's holding me tight to his body with his penis held tightly against my stomach.

"Please Mr. Nilam..." I weep

"Shh shh shh, I'm helping you become a nurse." Still with one arm holding me tightly against him he starts swaying his crotch some. Grinding his penis against me. Almost like we're two people dancing, but one of the dancers has their genitals exposed for some reason. Like that kind of dancing.

He holds me tight in his grip just grinding him self against me and my tummy for a little bit. He grabs my shoulders and begins to push me towards my knees. I'm practically sobbing at this point. His penis stands exposed only inches from my face, and he is looking at me waiting for me to do something about it.

"Go ahead" he says.

"I can't" I cry.

"It's easy." He says. "Open up your mouth, and pass high school."

I start crying again. If I blow him I can leave and be done with this ordeal. If I don't, my entire adult plans are ruined.

Through tears I opened up my mouth a little. Mr. Nilam reached out to my face and opened my jaw a little wider. He then got closer.

And then it happened.

He inserted his penis into my mouth. He had two fingers in my mouth at the same time, holding it open. He began thrusting his penis in and out of my mouth.

"Oh my god" he said. He pushed his length fully into my mouth. He wasn't huge, about average, but it was enough to make me gag. He holds himself there as I begin to choke.

I begin gasping for breath. The saliva I'm choking on begins shooting up my nose. I'm drooling from my chin and I feel it falling on my shirt below.

I couldn't breath as he continued holding me. I was struggling for air and was trying to push him away now. I realized I could hear him saying something.

"Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten" he says as he pulls him self out of me.

"GAHH ahh" I start coughing.

"Catch your breath."

"What the FUCK man" was all I could manage before he quickly opened my mouth and forced himself back inside.

I could try to bite down. He's holding my mouth open with his hands though, and I really don't want to get expelled. God dammit this nightmare needs to end. He's holding his full length inside me again.

This time my nose is buried in his pubic hair. I realize he's counting again and try to make out how long I have to endure this. I'm choking again but can't do anything.

This counting game was getting old. He inserts himself in me, counts to 10, gives me a breath and does it over again. Repeated over and over again for what felt like hours, but was probably closer to 2 or 3 minutes.

"Please stop" I say during one of the breaks for air. "I'm choking."

He looks at me for a moment and stands me up.

"Okay. Take off your clothes."

My eyes feel sore from crying so much already. He begins taking off his shirt and unveiled his gross body to me. He's looking at me as he begins removing his pants.

"I can't. Please Mr. Nilam, I'm sorry."

"Sorry won't help you." He said.

He takes a step over to me and doesn't speak as he begins to unbutton my shirt. He takes it off of me. I don't wear too many bras so I'm standing topless in my jeans as he picks me up and sets me on the table.

"Please. Please stop"

"You have some really beautiful titties" he says. "They aren't the biggest but they certainly are a cute little handful." He begins to unbutton my pants.

"Here, lift yourself up for me so I can get this." I reluctantly raise my bottom so he can pull my pants off of me better. He pulls down my underwear and jeans in one motion. Now we are both completely naked. I know what's about to happen. I break down even further.

"Shh. Lie back some." Mr. Nilam forces me on my back and grabs the sides of my legs and slides me towards the edge of the table and lines himself up with me.

I was on display for Mr. Nilam.

"Please please please stop." I beg

I feel his penis brushing up against my mound.

"Mr. Nilam we can't do this, I'm a virgin."

I lose my breath as he pushes his tip in a tiny bit.

"STOP!" I cry.

"You are a virgin really?" He reaches over to the shelf and pulls the lube bottle off it. I feel the cold fluid as he applies some to his penis, still with about a half inch inside me.

"Yes" I said. Knowing he wasn't gonna stop.

"Do you know what I like about this closet?" He looked at me and waited for a response. I shook my head no. "Can't hear anything that happens in here" he said as he buried much more of himself into me.

"AHHHH Oh my god. Oh no please. Please stop. You are in me. Please stop. Ohhh" he started moving himself almost probing around inside me.

"Hmm" he seemed confused. I couldn't focus on anything except the intrusion going on. He ignored my pleas and started moving further into me. "Are you sure you are a virgin?"

"Yes" I muster.

"Hmm"

"What?"

"Have you masturbated before? Be honest."

"Why are you doing this?" He didn't like me asking that. He leaned forward really close to my face.

"Have you. Masturbated before. Yes. Or no."

"Yes"

He immediately relaxed and stood back up. "You've put something in here already?"

"Yes."

"Shame. I thought when you said you were a virgin it meant I'd be able to break your hymen. That's a but slutty of you though don't you think?" He pulled himself out of me and it felt like I could take a breath again. "Well we'll have to accommodate a slut."

He bent down to my vagina and spit on it. I could still feel the lubricant though, so I'm not sure what the purpose of that was. He lined his penis up again with my vagina and thrust himself fully into me. Buried to the hilt.

"GAH! Oh fuck. Please stop" the tears streaming down my face did nothing to dissuade him.

He held his entirety inside of me as he began an assault on my vagina with his hand. He started stimulating me while he stands still with his penis stuffed inside me. The fucker.

"Oooh. That feels nice. Doesn't it?" He begins slowly pulling out of me, and then thrusting fully into me and holding the position. He did this for several minutes.

He did nothing inside me except stand with member completely inside. He kept masturbating me, but was rather still otherwise. It's like he's plugging in with me or something. Nestling into his new home. He'd hold himself inside me for several seconds. I think maybe ten. I wasn't really counting. Then he'd gently pull all the way out and thrust in and start it all over.

My body began betraying me as I started to feel an orgasm approaching. There wasn't anything I could do, if he stimulates me right he's gonna get a reaction, bodies will be bodies.

"Uhh. Uhh." I panted.

"Ohh" Mr. Nilam said. He picked up the pace and stopped holding himself inside me. He started thrusting much quicker. In and out in and out.

"Please stop Mr. Nilam. Please. Ohhh no. Stop it please please" I cried as I felt my orgasm over the horizon.

Mr. Nilam quickly pulled out and lined the head of his penis with my butt.

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" He asked still rubbing my vagina with his hand.

"No! No please please don't do that"

He interested himself back into my vagina "then stop fucking saying please or it'll happen. It's annoying me" he threatened.

The build up between his now normal rate of thrusts and his playing with my vagina became too much. My legs tensed and I could feel myself contracting around him as I orgasmed. He didn't let up with his hand and I felt like my eyes were going to roll back into my head as he kept my orgasm going for as long as possible.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh. Oh god oh my, oh my gosh" I panted as my orgasm continued to rock through me. I felt dirty. He stopped touching my vagina and grabbed both of my legs as he picked up the speed, in and out of me, now with a very determined look.

"Hmm. Hmm hmm " he grunted. "Ohh yes" he erupted deep inside me. I could feel it. One. Two. Three. I lost count, must have been 8 or 9 ropes. Holy fuck he ejaculates a lot. "Ahhhh" he sighed.

I was exhausted. Used. Filled with so much semen.

He climbed on to the table and laid his naked body on top of mine. His face was very close to mine. He played with my nipples with one hand. He was still inserted inside me, I could feel him begin to grow soft. He was looking intently at my face and into my eyes.

"You have a beautiful face" he said. He got closer and began kissing my lips. I didn't return the kiss so it was very awkward. "Open up your mouth" he commanded. I complied. He gathered saliva in his mouth and then spit it directly into mine. What the fuck. I instinctively coughed and spit some of it back up. "Hey."

The way he said it sent my hairs on edge. Just "hey" but it could have easily been "I've gonna bury you in my yard."

My eyes were wide looking at him. Hoping I didn't make some mistake that would cost me my life just then. Hoping he'd show mercy. He looked intently in my eyes. I could see straight evil in him. I honestly didn't know If I'd be alive past tomorrow anymore.

He stared intently like he was debating something and then sat up in a kneeling position on the table. He moved his naked body forward and positioned his penis over my face. He was still flaccid as he laid down. He left his penis sitting on my face.

"Pretty face like that needs to have a nice juicy cock rubbed all over it." He positioned his testicles on my lips and under my nose and the head of his penis laid drooped toward my eye. He wasn't getting hard. Just flaccid and just leaving it on my face.

He stood up some so he could play with his penis. Smacking it a little on my face and eyes. "Look at that" he said. "It's like it just belongs there. My penis belongs sitting on your face."

"Mr. Nilam. Please just stop" I plead again.

He stares at me with that look in his eyes. I feel his penis finally start to harden on my face.

"What did I tell you about 'please?'" He gets up off the table and grabs my underwear. Before I can protest much he shoved them into my mouth. I try to crawl away a little on the table but he grabs my legs again and slides me over. He lines up at my ass and I feel his pressure. "What did I say"

"Hhmmpf ahhhn saaaahi"

"What? I can't hear you" He squirts a bit of lube onto himself and rubs a little on my asshole. Fuck it's so cold.

"Aghhhmm saaaaaarhi"

"My dear, I have no idea what you are trying to say to me". He immediately thrust forward and filled me with my first anal intrusion.

"AFFFGHHHHAAAA" I belt through the underwear stuffed in my mouth.

"Oh is that too fast for you?" He carelessly thrusts into me several my times. Each time more painful than the next. He finally pulls out of my bottom and removes the underwear from my mouth. My ass was on fire.

"Oh fuck! Oh my god. Fuck" I cry out in pain.

"I don't want have to fuck your tight ass. I will. I will fuck it until you learn your lesson if I have to."

"Okay. Okay. You don't have to. I'll behave. I promise, just don't do it again"

"Put on your clothes."

I began to get up from the table. Was it over?

"Uh uh" Mr. Nilam pointed at his hard penis. "After."

I slowly got to my knees and waddled over to him. I reluctantly opened my mouth. He stuck his fingers in again and opened me wider. He then stuck his penis in and thrust back and forth in my mouth.

"Oh yeah. My little slut loves to get her face fucked doesn't she?"

If god offered to kill us both right now, I'd debate on taking him up on that offer. I was being used. Nothing about this was enjoyable.

He continued using my mouth for a bit until he got ready to finish. He pulled himself out and then held me tight by my hair while his other hand jerked himself off. He exploded onto my face. I understood why he was holding me by my hair now too. He twisted my head around as his splashed rope after rope onto my face. He made sure it got in my eyes, lots in my hair, a little in my nose, and he even let a spurt hit me in my ear. I was able to count it that time. 8.