Short Skirts & First Heats...
School Daze
I leaned back in my desk, chewing bubble gum, as I watched Professor Zed prattle on about alchemy or some shit like that. His lectures were always so fuckin’ boring. I normally just snoozed through them, but today, I couldn’t exactly do that.
I raised my hoof, and surprisingly, it only took him a second to notice me from the back of the crowded classroom. He shot me a look before nodding.
“Professor, can I go to the restroom?” I called. He gave an exasperated sigh before rolling his eyes, and finally replied.
“Is it an emergency?”
“Yes Professor,” I told him, my hind leg tapping anxiously on the floor. . I got out up out of my desk chewing loudly, flanks sashaying down the aisles. I made sure to flick my tail while I left, ‘cause teasing every colt in the room was always real fun…
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I trotted briskly to the bathroom, but a full bladder wasn’t the pressing need I felt. After closing the stall door with my magic, I let out a huff. At least the bathroom was empty. At least, I hadn’t seen any legs poking out from the bottom of the stalls. Upon sitting on the seat itself, cold and clammy as it was, I realized something.
My need for a nap was intense. Though, I did feel another sort of need in my nethers. Looking down at my spread legs, I smirked to myself before taking my right hoof and hiking my skirt up. My panties were already showing little spots of wetness. Holy shit was I was pent up.
“Aah,” I moaned as I felt the touch of my hoof against my marehood. Rubbing through my panties was nice. An empty bathroom was always the kinkiest place to touch myself. I leaned back against the wall and shifted my hips forward as I began to slip the edge of my frog between my folds. I thought of a stallion’s cock, or a muzzle between my legs, as I rubbed my cunt underneath the blinking fluorescents buzzing above.
Time seemed to stand still as I worked out my frustration. My eyes shut and I let my moans slowly crescendo in that small shitty bathroom, while I alternated between rolling my clit and teasing my labia. At one point, my thoughts drifted to the class I was skipping. The teach looked pretty mad at me… Ehh, he probably just wanted to get under my tail anyway. Most stallions did. That far off, sex starved part of me wondered what his cock looked like. Was it big? I bucked my hips into my hooves. After a few more minutes of humping my hoof, I felt my body begin to stiffen , oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, I was so fucking clo-
“Riiiiiiing!” The bell went off outside. Immediately, a horde of mares stormed into the room. I huffed audibly before re-adjusting my skirt, and exiting the bathroom. For once I made sure my tail stayed low. I didn’t want everypony and their grandmare to know what I had been doing. I pushed the classroom door open and I stepped inside. Zedsworth looked at me with a grimace plastered on his muzzle.
“Just the silly filly I was waiting for,” he said to me as the door shut behind me. My hooves stopped as I eyed him contemptuously.
“What’s it to ya?” I glowered before spinning around and walking to my chair. In my agitated state I flicked my tail a bit, forgetting my fairly recent application of common sense.
“It truly was an emergency,” the older stallion snarked back. The room was empty aside from him and I. “I can see the kind of problem you ha-”
“H-hey no!,” I flushed, feeling my face go bright red under my fur, glaring him heatedly in the eye. “I-It’s not because of that,”
“Oh, hoho! Are you unable to control yourself little filly?” He leered at me with a sardonic smile smeared across his muzzle. My head drooped as he caught me red hoofed. I shivered a bit, his expression giving me an icky feeling. But at the same time, I felt...a sort of different sensation. Damnit. Even through it all my cunt wanted stimulation. I felt my marehood wink against the wet fabric and nearly gasped in front of him. Was it just me or did his fucking grin get wider? “See me after school, you’ve earned yourself a detention.”
Dammit, I just wanted to go home and masturbate until my clit was sore! This fucking professor was gonna have me sit in here and squirm for an hour. Worse still, he knew exactly what my issue is. What a fucking pervert. Fuck estrus!
“Okay,” I tried to hold my voice as steady as possible, but my face contorted into a frown.
“Don’t be late, and just a friendly reminder: if you miss a detention, the time tripples,” Zedsworth finished with a grin. Moments later the door swung open and the next class began to file in.
I needed to get to my next class, pronto. My tail hung low. It had gotten me in enough trouble. My estrus addled brain suddenly wanted me to shave it down, to make it practically nonexistent. To attract all the stallions! My mouth was salivating as I trotted to my math class. My second to last class of the day. Damn!
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I opened the door. It was fifteen minutes past the end of the last class. This wasn’t my first time getting detention, but I’d never gotten detention while in heat before. My hind legs twitched as I spotted the lone stallion in the room. He was sitting at his desk with a solemn expression on his muzzle.
“Please take your seat; detention doesn’t begin until you do,” he instructed with a snide smile on his face.
I began to walk over to a desk at the back of the room…
“Please, sit in a desk close to the teacher for once… All the better to watch you.” As he said this, my tail flicked out in anger. This fucking stallion.
“Alright,” I told him forcing my anger down. My marehood took that moment to wink out yet again, and I wasn’t entirely able to stifle my moan. “Are there any other students in detention today?” I asked Zedsworth, prompting him to smile more sharply than before.
“You vere the only filly to misbehave in class today,” he said. “You really should not have abused your bathroom privileges.”
“Your class is boring, and I had that other issue to deal with,” I told him quietly as I felt myself slowly begin to drip onto the chair.
“And vhat issue was that again?” His voice was sardonic. Unfeeling. I was just a vexing filly to him. This older stallion didn’t care about my issue at all.
Suddenly, I blurted out, unable to control myself, “My pussy is fucking dripping all by itself, and I can’t think straight!”
For a few seconds he said nothing after my outburst. What had I done, I had probably broken a rule or something. Damnit.
“You’re in heat.” Zedsworth drug his words out, breathing out the last word through nearly closed lips.
“Yes!” I yelled back at him. Before pulling myself out of my desk and grabbing my stuff.
“Stop right there, young lady! A detention is a detention!” He walked out from behind his desk, staring me down all the while.
“That’s a tautology! And frankly I don’t give a damn, I wanna go home,” I yelled back at him as I started walking towards the door.
“That’s not going to help you, you’ll just be punished further for insubordination.” I stopped in my tracks and looked back at him in disbelief. He wouldn’t dare.
“So, you will stay in the room for the next hour. Or you can kiss your weekend goodbye .” With my eyes still fixated on his stupid fucking face, I slowly backed up and awkwardly slipped back into my seat.
“It’s up to you,” he said before pulling out a book, opening it and removing a bookmark. I looked over at the clock as another wave of heat swept through my body. I felt my flanks twitch as the burning between them only seemed to spread Intently, I watched him turn the pages. I silently slipped a hoof below my desk. It sat there for a few moments while I stared at him, watching for any reaction. I let my head rest on my other hoof as I bent forward over the desk. He didn’t appear to notice anything. All I heard were a few long breaths and the light flutter of pages turning.
My clit shot out and I nearly moaned aloud as it begged, no, screamed for stimulation. I let my hoof drift towards my crotch, and I moaned silently as I began touching myself beneath the desk. He didn’t seem to notice, so I began to hump my hoof through my soaked panties, unknowingly spreading even more of my smell throughout the room. Minutes passed, and the wilful ministrations to my cunt only added to my own desperation.
“If you’re going to try to hide your actions, at least have the courtesy to not to be so loud,” Zedsworth mocked.
“Hey!” I told him as I jerked back my moist hoof back from my clothed pussy.
“Would it rub salt in the wound to tell you that I’ve also been masturbating for the last few minutes” he asked, leering at me before standing up and walking around to my desk.
“Wha-what?” I asked as my jaw dropped. Under his barrel was a thick black cock. He wasn’t even trying to fuckin’ hide it.
“Your damn heat has thrown my body into rut, little filly. It’s filled this entire room with the smell of a fertile cunt.” I looked at him and felt that ‘fertile cunt’ throb as his cock twitched under his barrel. Before I could say anything else he sat back on his desk and spread his hindlegs, revealing a thick girth. With his right forehoof he pulled his cock up to my eye level before continuing to stroke it before me. The scent of sex immediately flooded my senses, as if the room were drenched in his smell and not mine. The urge to bury my muzzle between his beckoning testicles made itself known with a wink from my crotch. Without thinking my hoof came down between my legs and started rubbing as I watched wide eyed as my professor rubbed his stallionhood in front of me. Before my brain could catch up with me, I found myself eagerly staggering my way over to him. He only smirked at me as I eyed his cock. My face turned the brightest shade of red that my green fur permitted. I was dripping down my legs, and my tail was flagged up and out to the side, lifting my skirt up.
“C-can I touch it?” I was practically drooling at the sight of precum beading at the head. Scratch that, I was definitely drooling.
“May I touch it, silly filly” Some part of me rolled my eyes at him, but the rest of me realized that this fuckin’ pedant was having fun with this situation, and if I wanted a good dicking, I’d need be a good girl.
“M-may I?” My voice wavered as I spoke. His eyes locked with mine, and the slight nod was all I needed. A hesitant foreleg lifted up and from the floor to prod his cock. It was so hard, but also squishy. Biology is fuckin’ weird I guess. There was the slightest moan as I rubbed timidly up and down his length. Moments passed with me just rubbing him awkwardly while my cunt burned with need. That was, until a splurt of precum added to the sticky treat before me. I contemplated what to do for a moment before deciding the right thing to do next would be to have a taste. Tilting my head to the side, I drew my tongue slowly over the head of his cock, attempting to lap up all his pre that I could in one fell swoop. It was briny and sticky as I swished the tiny amount around my mouth. Eventually, I let it sit and overwhelm my taste buds. I moaned when I felt one of his forehooves rest on my head. His eyes blazed at me, and I felt the sudden urge, no, the need to please him wash over myself, clouding my mind.
“Lick,” he commanded brusquely, his own need slowly pushing his humour and vexation to the back of his brain. I did as he asked, and slowly dragged my tongue over his thick flare. Fuck, he tasted just as I hoped he would, and smelled good too. My shitbag professor grunted and played with my ears as I licked up and down his rod, before dipping my head and drawing my tongue languidly between his tesicles. My professor moaned gutterly before I felt his magic tug my mane gently, encouraging my muzzle closer to his throbbing cock.
“Open up.”
The moment I opened my mouth, he pushed my head down over his shaft. I nearly gagged as my mouth was filled with stallionhood. After a few seconds, released me from his tight grasp. Immediately, I began hacking and coughing, struggling to catch my breath. My eyes must have betrayed how fuckin’ miffed I was.
“Don’t do that again,” I told anger bleeding into my voice, even as I (rather aggressively) stroked his cock with my hooves and teased his head with pinpoint strokes of my wet tongue.
“No promises,” he said before teasing my ears. My tail flicked back and forth behind me, cunt begging for attention. “Now if you hurry up and wet my shaft sufficiently, I’ll work on you. So hurry up and-” Before he could utter another syllable I had swallowed a quarter of his member. As I greedily slobbered around his cock, I felt his hips begin to jerk involuntarily. How perfect. Moments passed, and after a lot of twitching and thrusting he managed to get most of his cock into my maw.
The moment I felt the fur of his sheath tickling against the end of my nose, I felt him flare up inside my throat. I wasn’t expecting him to hold my head in place and buck hard into my virgin throat. I couldn’t pull back to breath as the first ropes of cum hit the back of my throat. Eventually, his grip did loosen and I managed to pull back a little, and the final spurts filled my mouth.
Blech. It was far saltier than his precum, and as much as I wanted to swallow, he had pumped out so much that it began to dribble out of the sides of my mouth, dripping to the floor with a splatter. Eventually his relentless bucking died down, and I was able to catch my breath. My cunt ached, and I watched in disappointment as his rod softened a tad.… Zedsworth dropped to his hooves more gracefully than he had any right to, and I flushed a bit as his nostrils flared. Without saying a word, he stalked behind me before groping my skirt covered ass with a hoof.
“Ooh,” I moaned as he pushed me into the desk, dragging his hoof over my soaked panties. I ended up with my chest on top of his desk, and my ass and hind legs hanging over the end of it. Suddenly, I felt his hot breath on my pussy. My vision filled with stars as he buried his muzzle in my sopping crotch. He began pushing into my slit with his blocky muzzle, rubbing it up and down my panties. I felt my legs tense beneath me as he grabbed the panties with his teeth and jerked them down my rear. The open air tickled my pussy as my soaked panties hit the floor.
I squealed and squirmed uncontrollably as he dragged his tongue up my slit. And that was before he rammed his tongue into my virgin pussy. It felt so much better than my hooves! As he continued eating me out, I felt the first tendrils of tension begin winding their way up through my nerves. Pleasure pulsed and flared in my belly and crotch , and I couldn’t stop mewling as his hooves squeezed and caressed my flanks. I didn’t care about anything but the pleasure Professor Zedsworth was giving me, my burning need finally being attended to in a new and fantastic way. A way that my hooves could never hope to compete with. With a great effort, I managed to turn my head. I still was having a hard time believing that I was fucking my teacher. No, that I was being fucked by my teacher.
And that I was loving every second of it.
Moments later I felt my clit wink out of my pussy and right up to his waiting tongue. I screamed as I felt myself get ever closer to cumming. What I didn’t expect to feel was a hoof being closed over my muzzle and the feeling of a weight squashing my body.
“Quiet down!” he hissed in my ears, even as I felt his hard cock pressing against my inner thighs. Even he groaned at the feeling of wet fur pressed against his throbbing length.
“O-okay,” I murmed when he pulled his hoof from my mouth. His hips bucked unconsciously, against my legs.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked me, his voice rough and his breath spilling out from his nostrils against the back of my neck. Before I could answer, I felt him nip the back of my neck and shift his weight up. The tip of that hard cock, the answer to my obscene fantasies, rubbed against my folds. He was teasing me now. He wanted to dominate my very being, to make me pay attention to him from now on. And I liked it. I fucking loved it.
“Yes!” I moaned as he turned his attention to my ears, flicking them up and down. His muzzle bit down on my right ear, grinding it gently between his teeth. God, I wanted him inside me. Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was his proximity, but I needed this professor inside my wet marehood. Luckily, I wasn’t left begging for very long, as that’s exactly what he did. Grabbing onto me tightly, he began to press his cock forward into me with patience that younger stallions couldn’t have hoped to spare. He pushed into me agonizingly slowly, spreading my folds with the head of his cock. My own mewls slipped out as my tongue lolled out of my muzzle. Finally, I was being bred. With a buck from his hips, my professor slipped his medial ring past my folds.
“You like that? Will it keep you from snoring in my class?” he asked with a grunt, bottoming out inside of me. All I could do was wail, overwhelmed with the sensation of being stuffed with his throbbing stallion meat. “I bet you do. All you little harlots want is to be bred,” Zedsworth continued, craning his neck down and taking a deep whiff of my mane.
“Yes,” I said between moans. I’d rather be rutted by the Professor than have to listen to him drone on about magic potions. With a grunt, he pulled out of me, and held there for a second before thrusting back in with a slap of wet fur against his hips, driving me into the desk. “Fuck the heat out of me,” I managed to get out amid his firm and steady thrusts that were doing wonders to help build up a familiar and welcome pressure inside of me.
I was being pulled back and forth a bit with every thrust, jerking me against the desk again and again. Whatever else could be said about this school and the teachers, at least the desks were heavy. Had it been lighter, it would have been causing a racket, but as it was, all I could hear were the sounds of heavy breathing and the rhythmic slapping of skin. I was definitely going to be feeling this later, but right now, I was in ecstasy.
Every stroke sent an explosion of pleasure to my estrus-addled brain, but as I neared my inevitable climax, my mind began to come back to me. I was being fucked. By a stallion. I was in heat. He could knock me up! As I began to panic, I attempted to move my jelly legs, trying to shake the professor from his trance. “Don’t cum inside!” I yelled, feeling the beginnings of his flare inside me. It felt amazing, but it was dangerous.
I twisted my neck around, and saw a messy sweaty mane. I felt myself calm down a bit as I felt his rhythm begin to fall away. Zedsworth’s teeth were grit, and I knew he was getting close. So was I. That pressure in my belly had gotten stronger and stronger, the electric sparks flowing up my spine and shooting fireworks off in my brain. As he slowed, the functioning part of brain breathed a sigh of relief, and I mentally prepared myself for him to pull out, anticipating a mess on my back that I’d have to clean up later. However, my relief was short-lived. Before I could protest, I felt his hooves and magic grip my hips and jerk them violently to connect with his own, and I screamed as he began to fuck me wildly, unrestrained.
I heard a loud grunt above me, and with a heavy buck of his hips, he burst. I could feel the twitching of his cock as it began to shoot rope after rope of hot seed into me. It didn’t seem to stop, and the thick cream beginning to creep down my legs and mat my already ruined fur. My screams echoed throughout the classroom as my tongue lolled out of my mouth. The pressure inside of me reached its peak... “Fuuuucck!” I wailed as my cunt pulsated around on his cock. My entire form stiffened up as the best orgasm of my life (so far) ripped through me.
I don’t know how long he stayed inside me, but when he finally pulled out of me his cock was soft. The moment he pulled out, all the cum he had pumped inside me began to dribble out. I turned, groggily. He was smiling broadly. I guess the afterglow had hit us both pretty hard.
“Damn, thanks for getting rid of the itch,” I told him breathily before letting out a short burst of hysterical laughter. “I guess you’ll be paying the foal support too?” It was his turn to laugh.
I swear to fuck I would’ve been more angry if all of the muscles in my body weren’t limp.
“Zat vill not be a problem,” he said, trotting around the back of the desk I was still propped up over. He opened the bottom-most drawer, and after a bit of rummaging, pulled out a dark blue poultice. “Drink ziz.”
“If that’s a memory erasure potion, I’ll still find a way to kick your ass,” I told him as I popped the cap on the blue drink, sniffing it warily.
“No, zis is a antifoal-potion,” I gave him a weary look, and wondered for a second about why exactly he had one of these in his desk. Something told me this wasn’t his first romp in the hay with a student. Ehh, I wasn’t complaining too much.
“I’ll take your word for it,” I took the potion in my magic and slugged it down in a single swig. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. He had another stupid smirk plastered on his muzzle. “What?”
“Impressive, zat vill serve you well at university.”
“Right,” I looked at the floor for a second, before shifting my tail down to cover my cum filled pussy. Hopefully I could make it to the locker rooms without anyone in the nearly empty school notic- I was taken by surprise when Zedsworth pressed his lips against mine. My mind went blank. What the fuck? As my stupid heat-addled brain finally registered what he was doing, I let my lips part a bit. He quickly seized the opportunity, and forced his tongue into my mouth. We spent who knows how long exploring each other’s mouths. Eventually, he broke away. I found myself lost in thought for a moment. Was I attracted to my stupid professor? Maybe I would do this again… I blushed at the thought. Before I could register that he had even left my side, he was already at the classroom doorway.
“See you tomorrow, fifth period?” I asked him as I stumbled back to my hooves and tugged my panties up sloppily with my magic
“Ja, now don’t make me give you another detention, you know vat vil happen,” he finished with his signature smirk. As I tried my best to gather myself, he levitated his belongings from his desk, and trotted away, hooves clicking down the empty hallway.
“Don’t tempt me,” I murmured as I stumbled towards my desk to get my saddle bags. Goddamn I was gonna be sore tomorrow.
This class was gonna be a lot more interesting from now on…