Here's my first try at a story. What do people think?

The room was dim and musty, bookshelves covered every wall. Behind the large,
paper strewn, desk the man sat reading and marking. Scruffy despite the suit he
wore occasionally he would stop and clean his glasses. There was a knock at the
door.
"Come in"
The girl walked in, eighteen, full bodied, with a generous bosom under her tight
white blouse. Her tie loosely hung around her unbuttoned collar as she walked
across the room. The man looked up as she held a crumpled note out. Her took it
and her it, she shifted her self nervously as he looked at the paoper. He
sighed, pushed his glasses up and looked at her.
"Is this true? You were smoking?" She nodded. He shook his head and pushed his
large leather chair back. Slowly he stood up and walked over to a grim, dark
wood cabinet. "Bend over the desk please." He said, his voice was calm with and
emotionless. He opened the chest and pulled out a thin bamboo cane, tested it
for spring and turned.
Her pleated cotton skirt lay over hte swell of her buttocks as she stood bent
over the desk. Her arms were crossed and her head was buried in them. He sighed
and reached forward, flipped the skirt away and took a sharp breath. For a few
seconds he blinked as he looked at her naked, pert butt. Eventually he found his
voice.
"W-where are your..your panties?" He asked. He muffled voice replied.
"They were itchy sir. I took them off."
He licked his lips nervously, then raised the cane and brought it down on her
white flesh. Again and again he brought it down. He tried to ignore the way her
body moved, the muffled noises, cries? Moans? The feeling he was having as he
watched the red lines criss cross her butt.
He stopped, realising he had given her more strokes than he had meant to.
Stiffly he turned to the cabinet and nosiely began moving things around. He
heard her standing up, her breath was heavy, as was his.
"You can go now" He said, still facing the cabinet. Just as she reached the door
he turned his head to look at her. "Come back after school... I will have a
letter for your parents about your lack of uniform." She looked at him, her eyes
had been dry but as he spoke she blinked and tears began to well. "Run along" he
said with a tight voice.

When she had left the room he stumbled to his chair. He closed his eyes and lay
back, without thinking his hand opened his fly and let his rigid member out.
Genly he began to stroke as he tried to get the visions from his head.

Outside the girl stood in the lonely corridor, her hand rubbed her wet pussy.
She knew it would feel better without panites. but if her parnets found out,
she'd be grounded. She stood to think, shivered and then turned back to the
door. Maybe it she asked nicely, before he wrote the letter he would change his
mind. Quietly she opened the door and looked into the room. Her eyes widened as
she saw him sitting in the large chair stroking the biggest cock she'd ever
seen. She smilied as she silently snuck into the room, pushed the door shut and
crept across toward him.

The first he knew was when her lips engulfed the end of his throbbing manhood.
His eyes opened as he flet her practised fingers begin to work the length of his
cock and her mouth sucked eagerly on the end. He looked down to see her kneeling
before him, sucking up and down on his rod. He couldn't speak, he simply lay his
head back and moaned.

As she felt his balls tighten and his cock thicken she stopped and pulled her
head away. He shock for a second as she stood up, backing herself towards the
table. He head rolled forward and he looked at her, pleading.
"Sir" she sighed, her hand stroking up her thigh, pulling her skirt up to reveal
her wet pussy. "You're not going to write tat letter are you?" He licked his
lips, looking at her young firm body. He stood, shaking his head as he moved
towards her.
"No" he sighed. She smiled and turned around, pushed the papers of his deak and
bent over. Like a man possessed he lift her skirt away to reveal her still red
buttocks.

His cock was hard as iron as it slipped into her wet pussy. His hands carressed
and fondled her warm butt and she writhed in pleasure beneath him. As his
storkes got harder and harder she pushed back feeling his strong legs better her
red ass checks. He sucked his thumb and when it was good and wet plunged it into
her tight butt hole. She maoned in ectasy as he worked her holes, harder and
harder until they both came.

He slumped back into his chair, his breath ragged and tight. She stood up,
wobbling slightly and made her way to the door. As she got there she turned back
to look at him.

"Should I still come back after school." She asked. He looked at her, smiled and
nodded.