Hey, Teach! (New Teacher redux -- closed for bankbabe13)

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Thomas Fitzsimmons High School in South Philly was widely known (like, internationally, not just in the local school board) as one of the most dangerous high schools in the Continental USA. In May 2019 the school had just 435 students, in a school building with capacity for 1,762 students and 249,000 square feet (23,100 m2) in space. At that time 92 students were in the graduating class and 55 of them were accepted to community colleges and/or four year universities. 75% of them were unable to afford the deposit fees. As of 2013 every student is required to go through a metal detector and the school had 94 security cameras. From 2013 to 2019, it was consistently on the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania's list of "persistently dangerous high schools". Gang activity is high, and a full 50% of the student body is not expected to graduate grade twelve. Thomas Fitzsimmons High School is slated to close in 2027, and the superintendent of schools has denied any further funding for upkeep, development or expansion. They are literally waiting out the clock.

Unfortunately, time marches on, and along with the deteriorating property, teachers continue to age, and T.F.H.S's junior (gr. 9-11) English teacher, Connor Byrne, retired before the start of the school year. So the school is in the unfortunate position to be forced to offer a young, inexperienced teacher a tenured position at a school that has no future.

Who would apply??
 
Faith Lutz was a popular teacher at the Beverly Hills Senior high. All of 22 with a new degree in teaching. She was a bit of a prep so her students really liked her. She came to school as any other day,however this one was different. The principal called her in and said she was needed to fill in at the rough public H.S for the next year. She protested but being one of the newer teachers she didn't have much choice. She went to bed and dreaded the next morning at her "New School".
She wanted to still look professional but at 22 she liked to be fashionable and show off her 5'9 120# frame and firm and perky 36C chest as she liked embracing her feminine girly girl side..Miss Johnson chose the following..
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. She left her shoulder length blonde hair down as she entered the halls for her 1st day.
All the female students gave her dirty looks and the male ones gave her perverted lustful looks
 
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The school was run down, the old brick structure looked more like a prison than a place of learning. There was no dedicated staff entrance, and Faith was forced to enter via the main hall, along with the other students, the vast majority of whom cat-called her, or stood threateningly in groups waiting to pass through the metal detectors. There was a police cruiser outside the main doors, lights on, a youth already seated in the back seat. Security spotted her as she entered, and a massive wall of black man stepped toward her, voice in sharp contrast to his size, as he spoke gently.

"Ms. Lutz? I'm Reg. Principal Long asked for you to see him as soon as you arrived. Let me take your bag. Reg accepted her shoulder bag and passed it through the metal detector, gave it a cursory glance, and handed it back to Faith as he motioned for her to pass through. "Sammy, I'm off to the old man's office. Cover me here for five minutes." They walked down the poorly lit hall, past a broken trophy case, and pictures on the walls of bygone days of glory on the football field or basketball courts. "What'choo doing here, Ms. Lutz? This is no place for a lady such as yourself."

They passed the attendance office, bars covering the windows. The secretary inside waved, and Reg waved back. As they continued along the hall, there was a picture of an all-conference team from 1994, and Reg was back-centre in the photo. He noticed Faith looking at her surroundings, including the picture. "Yeah, I was a student here... long while ago. If this place had a heyday, you missed it, Ma'am."

They paused in front of the principal's office, and for the first time Faith saw that Reg was wearing a bulletproof vest. "Principal Long will be waiting for you. You'll do fine. Talk to you later on." He turned to leave, but checked himself, and turned back to face Faith. "If anything happens in your class, forget the phone. Use the radio in your desk. Just say the room number, and we'll be there." He smiled warmly and returned to the main doors.

Faith knocked on the principal's door. "It's open" came the reply. Entering the principal's room, Faith thought for a second she had discovered the glory days of Thomas Fitzsimmons HS. There were oak bookshelves, a few trophies, brass handles, a lovely old desk and blotter, but then she realized how threadbare the carpet was, how dusty everything seemed to be. It was a shadow of its former self, like everything else here. What remained of the school morning announcement audio system was in the corner, cables dangling uselessly. And leaning against the desk, Principal Isaiah Long. He was tall, fit, and well-dressed. Isaiah had to be over fifty, but his eyes were eagle-sharp and intelligent. He was watching Faith.

"What do you think you're doing, Ms. Lutz?"
 
A bit startled by the firm voice, Miss Lutz jumped a bit, causing her full firm 36C chest to bounce slightly under her silken white blouse. "What do i think im doing? Im..im confused" the young blonde teacher stumbled on her words a bit.
"If you mean here I guess the powers to be at Beverly Hills Senior high thought getting fukl experience of environments would be good. Although this is Nothing like my school" Faith said with a bit of fear in her big crystal blue eyes. "Im always up for a challenge sir" the bubbly teacher said trying to show a tough side with her naive enthusiasm.
"What classes will I be teaching Principal Long? Im very curious and eager to start my year.
 
The Principal continued leaning against the large desk. "No, I mean, and forgive me putting too fine a point on it Miss Lutz... what do you think you're doing wearing something like that, here? The student body at TFHS will..." he paused and looked her up and down appraisingly, "literally eat you alive. Please consider in the coming days where you are, and take some steps to avoid any undue, and I assure you, unwanted attention." He raised his eyebrows at the pretty blonde, his gaze lingering just a moment too long on her perky sweater treasures, before he pushed off from his desk and moved around behind it to look at the class assignment paperwork on his desk.

"You'll be teaching a section of Gr. 10 junior English, and a section of Gr. 12, senior English. I presume you are familiar with the curriculum. Today and for the rest of this week, I will also need you to cover Mr. Rikard's Gr. 11 Drama class. Here is your room assignments -- you'll have the same room for both English classes, E212. Second floor, near the South stairwell. Unfortunately the Drama room is on the other side of the school, beside the gym and the changerooms."

He walked back around the desk and handed Miss Lutz the paperwork. He was tall, and only now did she realize that his cologne was rather pleasant. "I'm sorry you've been sent here on such short notice, and that you haven't time to prep your classrooms. Do your best, and please report to me tomorrow morning before class. I want to hear if anything has gone wrong. The head of the English dept., Mr. Sanders, is in the office across the hall from E212. He's a good man. Feel free to call if you need anything at all. Good luck, Miss Lutz."
 
Faith headed to her classroom and was about 20 feet from the classroom when 4 students, seemingly seniors called out "hey bouji barbie you the new teacher?" She admonished them for thier disrespectful tone. One of them, taller black kid said "you new here to go in that room you gotta pay a toll!".
With that they pinned Miiss Lutz against the lockers, 3 shielding her from main view so it appeared her and the tall black senior were just talking. Miss Lutz' blue eyes went wide as a hand darted up her skirt palming her crotch through the thin layer of her pantyhose. Shocked by the bold move she didn't yell out. Miss Lutz blushed crimson red as the hand probably discovered she was shaved and pantiless under her pantyhose!
The invading hand went a step further pulling out the waistband of her pantyhose and diving a hand down to the front of the pantyhose to palm Faith's bald pussy. Miss Johnsons heart raced with fear as the student inforned his buddies no panties and hairless pussy and what her "toll" should be. Miss Johnson, not wanting to cause a scene barely protested the hand down her pantyhose as she pleaded for them to stop. Trying in vain to convince them this was highly inappropriate behavior for students. Trying to show a tough side but showing her spoiled princess naivety as well.
 
The four students, three of them tall, muscular black boys, and the fourth a muscular, tattooed puerto-rican young man, all bore tattoos of the 10th and Freemont crew, one of the local gangs. These 'boys' were all easily several inches taller, and easily a hundred pounds heavier than Ms. Lutz. None of them spoke a name, but the obvious leader of the four stepped closer to the young, beautiful teacher as the bell rang. He reached into his pants and stroked what appeared to be an impossibly large cock, the threat was open and clear. "Bishhhh, you best watch yo' back around here. Lot a places with no cams, no security, and lots a tables to bend you over. We'll see you... soon. " He whistled, and his partners moved off, running down the hall, away from Faith, leaving her shaken, but oddly slick under her hose. Had these boys actually turned her on? Had the fear of their actions confused her body into a fight-or-flight response?

Her classroom was only a dozen steps away, though she had to force her feet to move away from the locker. Inside the room, maybe a dozen faces peered at the floor, none meeting her gaze. Nobody had 'seen' anything, and they certainly wouldn't admit it. Not for some new teacher they didn't even know. One of the girls in the class, a buxom redhead blowing bubbles of chewing gum, wore the gang's colours...
 
Miss Lutz shouldve run but in her naive mind she was going to show some fortitude as she headed to her class. "What kind of school is this? Doing that to a teacher " she thought to herself as she tried to gain composure.
As she introduced herself to the class. One student said "how about we divide your legs and subtract your panties teach" which received jeers from other students. "Her panties not part of that equation " a familiar sounding voice said. The comment received boos as they thought he was defending the new teacher. The inside joke made him laugh and Faith Lutz to blush scarlet red as she wrote on the math lessons on the board as she secretly wondered what would happen if they caught her in an area with no cameras.
 
That first period was never-ending. It seemed to go on, and on, and on. The lessons were impossible to direct at a class filled with students who seemed either not to care one bit, or were so concerned about seeming inferior to the real power of the classroom, that they were silenced by fear. Ms. Lutz could certainly tell, there were some students in her math class that wanted to learn... but they were in the minority.

She hadn't seen the faces of the boys who had accosted her for more than a few seconds. Black. Rugged. Chiseled. Dark hat. Hoodie. Massive fucking cock. These were the images she remembered. Not the face. But was one or more of them here in this class? Surely, there were several boys who fit that description.

Even as it seemed the class would never end, the door opened, and both Principal Long, and another, younger black man entered, keeping much to themselves along the side wall as the last few minutes of the class wound down. It was noticeable that as Principal Long and the other man entered, the class quieted, and paid much more attention than they had for the first hour of class. Obviously these men demanded respect.

After the bell had rung, Principal Long approached. "So, how was the first class, Ms. Lutz? Difficult, I imagine. These students demand a strong hand. I'll check in with you tomorrow. In my office, first thing please. In the meantime, let me introduce Mr. Sanders, who I mentioned would be across the hall if you needed anything.
 
Miss Lutz went across the hall to the biology lab and to be introduced to Mr. Sanders.
"Mr Sanders? Our new teacher from Beverly Hills Senior high Miss Faith Lutz "
He looked the young woman over seemingly undressing her with his eyes.
"Ummm interesting school you have here like it here?" The bubbly naieve teacher asked trying to make conversations even though her mind kept flashing back to the bold groping against the lockers. "Any tips for a new teacher around these parts Mr Sanders?" The inquisitive Miss Lutz asked.
 
“I’m starting to like it a little more, Ms. Lutz…” he replied, eyeing the blonde with hungry eyes. He went about setting up his next class, and as he did so, making small talk with Faith, she could see how muscular he was, filling out his shirt in all the right ways, his shoulders and biceps straining the fabric.

In contrast, his narrow waist was in marked contrast to his muscular thighs, and he moved with a speed and conservation of movement that said he was strong and quick, assured and confident.

“As for advice… if my first period students are to be believed… wear some underwear tomorrow, Faith… or don’t. Your choice.”
 
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The new teacher was so caught up in introductions and Mr Sanders' easy on the eyes frame that the "wear underwear or not comment" went in one ear and out the other naieve little ear of Miss Faith Lutz.
After lunch she had received a message that principal Long wanted to see her in his office. She figured probably about class schedules or testing requirements for the students each week. Miss Lutz headed to the principals office to see what classes he wanted to discuss and maybe the different teacher expectations between Beverly Hills Senior high and this more rough around the edges institution.
 
Principal Long was in his office, leaning on his desk when Ms. Lutz entered. He had a remote control in his hand, and was watching something on a screen she couldn't see. When the door opened, he spoke but didn't look her way. "Ms. Lutz, please, come in." After the door had closed, he pressed 'play' on the device, and the sounds of a hallway came into sharp focus, the bustling of students, the squeak of shoes on the floor. Walking closer to Mr. Long, she could see that what was playing was a recording of closed circuit TV from the hall before first period. The camera zoomed in on four youths surrounding a beautiful, submissive woman, their hulking bodies dwarfing the petite blonde form, obviously Faith herself. The camera quite obviously picked up the words "Dis bissssh ain't wearing any panties, bro!"

Principal Long paused the recording. "We can identify those miscreants, Ms. Lutz, and you can have them brought up on charges immediately. Of course, if what they are saying is true, you'll be fired. What did I say to you this morning, Faith? I asked what you thought you were doing, wearing an outfit like that, in this place... and now to hear you aren't wearing any panties underneath that too-short skirt? ... some would say you're asking for trouble, young lady..."

Principal Long turned, crossing one leg over the other, still resting against his desk, and as he did so, the outline of something truly monstrous revealed itself down the left leg of his pants. Something growing.

"What do you think we should do about this, Faith?" Principal Long undid his belt, pulled it out of the loops in his pants, and folded it, as if he was considering spanking her. Of course, he also undid the top button of his pants. "Maybe I should examine the truth of it..."
 
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Miss Lutz playing dumb said "i don't know what they are talking about sir". Principal Long stood up, calling her bluff. "We do things different around this school Miss Lutz".
With that he closed the gap between them and darted his hands behind her waist and made quick work of the clasp and zipper of her skirt. Faith gasped as her skirt fell in a puddle around her ankles. Blushing heavily as the fact that she was shaved and pantiless under thee thin flimsy layer of nylon was now evident. "I must've been in a rush for first day sir" the young teacher stammered. Principal Long said "attire for teachers is taken seriously here" with those firm words, Faith gssped as he traced his fiinger over the waistband of her pantyhose, sliding two fingers down to her nylon covered pussy, coming dangerously close to poking a hole in the thin nylon barrier between his fingers and Miss Lutz most intimate area.
 
"Well Miss Lutz... Faith. I think we're close enough that I can call you Faith... I think I can safely say you're fired from this position. Unless... there were another position you might be open to?" He moved his thick fingers over her pouty slit, feeling her need running from between her thick pink lips. Curling his fingers, he took hold of her nylons, and tore them from clit to asshole, exposing her fully. "What a dirty little slut you are, Faith." He opened her petals with two long fingers, sliding his thumb over her hood, rubbing at her erect little clit. "A slutty blonde teacher not wearing panties in my school gets punished. On your knees, Faith. Show me you know how to handle a big, black cock between those lips."
 
RRIIP filled the air as Faith's pussy came into view. "Bu..buu..but sir" the naive blonde teacher stammered. She should've run, but a stubborn side wanted to show she could handle the tough school assignment and secretly liked his firm bold tone. SO different from the vannila teachers of Beverly Hills Senior high. She resisted at first but strong hands on her shoulders "assisted" her in kneeling before her principal on day one. Miss Lutz looked up with her big crystal blue eyes. She opened her pouty lips to protest, to talk her way out of current predicament as the dark cock, almost double of any she had previously seen was inches from her angelic face. The next sounds heard were. Mmph Mmph as the cock stuffed her mouth like a chipmunk stoning nuts for the winter. What had Miss Lutz gotten into ?
 
Not sure I can advise as to what Ms. Lutz has gotten into... but I'm pretty sure I can attest to what is being worked into Ms. Lutz... Principal Long knew enough about slutty white bitches to see a throat that could handle his BBC, or not. And Faith Lutz was born to suck cock. So yeah, he was 'helping' her (aka feeding her his monster) but at the same time, he was most likely awakening in her a desire, a realization that she could do what 90% of the population could not. Satisfy a monster cock. When he had worked over half of his meat into her neck, her throat bulging properly to accept his magic wand, and when he felt that she needed no further coaxing, that she was bobbing happily on her own, filling her slutty maw with his dark meat, he took his hands off her, and watched appreciatively as she stabbed herself over and over with his fucker. "Good girl, Ms. Lutz... it seems you might be a 'fit' for our staff here after all. Of course... I'll be the judge of that, myself."
 
Faith Lutz was normally not like this at all. However in her naieve stubbornness, she wanted to show her current suburban school she could handle a difficult assignment.
Figuring her only way out and maybe some twisted hazing she gave the principal oral, secretly liking the loss of control as nothing "exciting " ever happened at Beverly Hills Senior high. The young blonde teacher looked up at her new principal with her crystal blue eyes bobbing head and gagging ever so slightly to his size but adjusting. She could feel him grow harder in her mouth getting close to tensing up but he had great stamina. He seemingly picked up speed, her eyes grew wide hoping she could keep pace with him and that oral was all he wanted of her to keep her job and not tell Beverly Hills Senior high anything bad.
 
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It was true, Principal Long was being worked over by this sultry, skilled little cocksucker and she had him close to spilling his nut, but Principal Long had been at this game long enough to have a measure of dick control, and even though Faith was the sexiest that had come his way in a long time, he was good and ready to show her what he expected of his blonde, female teachers. Pulling out of her velvet mouth was the last thing he wanted to do, but fuckin' that tasty asshole was the absolute top of his to-do list. When the crown of his cockhead pulled free of Faith's perfect little O-ring of a mouth with a lewd, wet sucking sound, the older black man slapped her face with his cock a few times... "Are you paying attention, Faith? *slap* Do I have your full attention, Ms. Lutz? *slap, slap* I'm going to assfuck you now." He stroked his massive, veiny shaft so that she could see her throat nectar all over him. "Spit on it, Faith. Soak that big fucker real good..."

She did as she was told, sign of a real good little slut, and the Principal moved around behind her, knelt behind her bubble butt, and ate at her asshole for several minutes, likewise working her clit and along her heaven-sent slit with his fingers, opening her up, licking, sucking, fingering her pussy a little, until her asshole was relaxed for him, and then he positioned his cock at her backdoor, pressing the heavy, bloated head at her pucker...
 
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Faith Lutz gripped the desk hard, mouth open in silent scream as she WAS an anal virgin. Her big blue eyes were wide as dinner plates as her body experienced a mix of taboo pleasure and pain.
Soft whimpers and quiet grunts left her pouty lips as Principal Long continued his introduction to HIS school for the curvy preppy blonde teacher.
 
"oooh, yeah, Ms. Lutz. Open up that little asshole for this big fucker..." he coaxed, kneading her ass and running his fingers along her soaked pussy as the first few inches of his veiny tool speared her butt. "Your tight little body was made for taking black cock, Faith..." He pressed into her, and her body went rigid as she struggled to accept his meat. The sheer stricture of her little bung told him she hadn't done this very much, and never with someone as bull-stud hung as Principal Long. "Spread them legs, Faith... and if you need, play with your pussy while I get my fuck on. You may never have taken a cock like this before, but I guarantee you're gonna want it every day after today!'

He was far less then half way into her, only sawing five or six inches into her little ass, but the Principal was enjoying every slice of his obscene cock into her. Veins stood out as he slid into Faith, and he cock bent at the mid-point as he pressed the issue with her. "You may not take my whole dick, Faith, but it won't be for lack of trying..."

Faith's ass was outstanding, but Principal Long wanted to sample all of her goods, pulling free of her backdoor with a slick plop, letting his pulsing cock dangle behind her, slapping her ass-cheek with the wide head. He pulled an office chair over and sat, his vast cock aiming skyward as Faith's legs trembled. "Take off that outfit, Faith, come over here and let me taste all that white flesh. Wanna get my lips on those tiddies and let you ride me..."
 
Miss Lutz didnt move, trying to process what had taken place. She "ignored" the command to strip trying to show a tough side as she walked over standing in front of principal Long like a game of chicken. He grabbed her forcing her to straddle him as he easily slid into Faith's tight pussy. Her blouse wàs pulled down her shoulders trapping her arms behind her back as her full breasts were on display. Miss Lutz bit her lowerr lip as the principal bounced her curvy frame up and down. She tried not to enjoy but endure yet her body was sending mixed signals to her brain as her bouncing was 25% her doing and 75% principal Long checking out his new teacher's ability to listen to him and see how well they "work" together.
 
Long's mouth was connected to Ms. Lutz' left nipple, coaxing out coos and moans from the over-stuffed slut, the feeling of her soft, pliable flesh bouncing and undulating around his mouth sending additional blood to his weapon of mass destruction. His hands kneaded her bubble butt, and he ran the occasional finger over her taut, stretched entrance, feeling himself descend into her fine slit. "Take this motherfucker, Faith. Let me show you what a real man... a real black man can do to fine white pussy. She was creaming all over his vast tool, and the Principal was loving every second of it. "You ready for this nut, Faith? You gonna take what I give you?" He pulled his prong out of her open, abused cunt and stood, guiding Faith to her knees. The heavy club stared her in the face, its brutish meat rippling with need. Was that monster really just in her tiny little pussy a moment ago? "Suck it, teach. Suck that bull stud cock and take what you need from me. I can see it, you do need it..." He stood, holding his cock by the root, a full eight inches of veiny black pulsing free of his fist.
 
Principal Long grabbed Faith's blonde hair and fucked Faith's Lutz pretty little mouth. Mmph Mmph glugg glugg echoed through his office. " We do things differently than you are used to at Beverly Hills Senior high Miss Lutz. You will make a good edition to our teaching staff " Faith had to bob her head or gag hoping this odd introduction and ordeal would end soon.
 
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