"I caught her red-handed."

"What happened?'

"This girl gets excused from her fifth period study-hall to go to the restroom. Then she sits in there and smokes a cigarette. She's done this before. I caught last month, and then I caught her again two weeks ago. But this time I really caught her.

"She's been playing "cat and mouse" with me all year. Today, I waited in the classroom across the hall from the girl's restroom. As soon as I saw her go in, I followed her as quietly as I could. She was in one of the stalls. When I heard the click of her lighter and saw a cloud of smoke raising out of the stall, I knew I had her.

"The first time she tossed her cigarette into the toilet and almost got it flushed before I got to her. But she confessed that the cigarette was hers. The next time I moved too quickly. She had a cigarette in her mouth and was already to light it when I opened her stall door. She wasn't really smoking and that was her excuse, but it was close enough to get her in trouble."

"So this is the third time she's been caught?"

"Yes."

"What happened the last two times?"

"Well the first time I sent a note home to her parents and had her write an essay on why smoking is dangerous to your health. I guess her parents grounded for a couple of weeks, so she really didn't get off that easy.

"The second time she was suspended from school for three days and suspended from extra-curricular activities for two weeks. Since she's a gymnast, being suspended from the gymnastics team for two weeks was the toughest part of her punishment. But I guess her parents made it hard for her too."

"What happens this time."

"Usually, after a third offense, the guilty party in suspended from school for three weeks and is banned from extra curricular activities for one year."

"Is that what you're going to do?"

"No. I think there are some extenuating circumstances, so if she's willing to cooperate, I'd like to arrange something a bit special for her."

"What do you mean by extenuating circumstances?"

"Well, she always waits until the last period of day. Another 15 minutes, and she be out where she could smoke all she wants, and nobody would care. She always lights up at the same time and in the same place. It's like she's daring me to catch her. I think the possibility of getting caught gives her a thrill."

"She sounds interesting."

"Oh God Bill, this gal is so sweet and innocent, I've been hoping to get her into a situation like this for the last year and a half."

"Who are we talking about?"

"Cluny Miller."

"You mean that cute, little, blond Sophomore? God, she looks like she should still be in the third grade."

"I know, but she's a teenager, and she's one of the best gymnasts we have in this school."

"She's good at gymnastics partly because she has a small, tight body. People with shorter frames do better in gymnastics because their bodies have less mass and can rotate faster than longer, heavier bodies."

Then after a pause, Bill added. "And there's another thing her little body does. It makes me hard every time I see it."

"You got the hots for Cluny?"

"Big time."

"You're right; she does look like she should be in third grade. Bill, have you ever wanted to fuck a third grader?"

"Every man worth his salt dreams about doing a third-grader, and Clumy is about as close to a third-grader as I'm likely get my hands on."

"Bill, do you want to get your hands on her, or do you want to get your dick in her tight little pussy?"

"Both."

"Good. I told Cluny to meet me in the nurse's office right after school. I have a theory about why Cluny smokes in school, and I have an idea about how we can use that to our advantage. If I'm right, you can fuck her right up to the time she delivers her first baby, or until she graduates, two and a half years from now. I have about 15 minutes to fill you in on how I plan to handle this situation."

"Barbara, why didn't just have her meet you in your office; after all, you're the principal?"

"Bill, I don't have a bed in my office and the nurse does."

"Oh!"

"And another thing, several people have keys to the nurse's office. It's kind of a public area. Somebody could walk in and catch us at almost any time. I think that would make it all the more exciting, don't you think?"

"A little risk always add spice to an adventure. That's why I love skydiving, fast cars, and jailbait."

"We both love thrills. Risk and danger always makes life sweeter. Being in peril adds to our enjoyment of life. Today we'll find out if Cluny also enjoy placing her herself in jeopardy.

"But there is just one rule, Bill."

"What's that?"

"I get to suck her off before you get to fuck her!"

**********

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door to the nurse's office.

"Come in, Cluny."

"Hi Miss Barns, I'm sorry, I'm later but there were a lot of kids in hall and I couldn't get here any faster."

"It's alright, Dear; just close the door and turn that little knob above the door handle."

"You mean, lock the door?"

"Yes Dear, lock it and check to be sure it's locked."

Cluny did as she was told, but thought it odd that the door should be locked.

"Cluny, do you know Mr. Gregory."

Cluny gave the handsome teacher a nervous smile. "Yeah. He coaches wrestling, so I see him in the gym when I practice my gymnastics."

"Well he's here to help you. I guess you know you're in a lot of trouble."

"Yes ma'am."

"This is your third offense. I could suspend you from school for three weeks and banned from extra curricular activities for one year. That means you would be off the gymnastics team for all of this year and most of next year."

"Oh golly, I couldn't live without gymnastics. I'd do anything to stay on the gymnastics team."

"I'm glad to hear you say that. Mr. Gregory and I have developed a theory as to why you smoke in school. We think the danger of being caught is what motivates you to smoke in school. You do it right under our noses and dare us to catch you. Do you smoke outside of school?"

"Not much; actually not ever."

"Do you smoke at home?"

"Sometimes when Mom and Dad are home I go up into the bathroom or out to the garage and smoke."

"Do you smoke when your parents are away."

"I guess not."

"Have your parents ever caught you smoking?"

"No, but I think they're getting suspicious. Sometimes Mom sneaks up to the bathroom when I'm in there and tries to surprise me."

"How do you feel about that?"

"It's kind of fun, like a game. It's exciting. Sometimes, I sit in the bathroom with the door unlocked and smoke. I know Mom's just outside the door waiting to come in and catch me. I try to throw the cigarette in the john and flush it just as she opens the door.

"I know she can smell the cigarette smoke, but she's never caught me smoking. If she says anything about the smell, I tell her I don't smell anything and just walk out."

"I've notice that you are a very aggressive gymnast. You like to perform the most dangerous tricks, the ones other girls are afraid to try. You like to take risks, don't you."

"I guess so. It's kind of exciting."

"Well, Mr Gregory and I are going to give you a chance to take a new kind of risk, and if you agree to do that, I won't tell your parent about your smoking again, nor will I remove you from the gymnastics team."

"Oh Miss Barns, thank you so much; I'm so happy you're going to let me stay on the team."

"Don't thank me yet; I haven't told what kind of risk we want you to take. Cluny, are you sexually active?"

"No?"

"You've never done anything sexual with a boy or a girl?"

"No, never."

"Then you're a virgin."

"Yes."

"But you are having periods?"

"Yes."

"When did your periods start?"

"About a year and a half year ago."

"Good. So you are a fertile virgin, and for you to have unprotected sex would be extremely dangerous, wouldn't it?"

With quiver of excitement and a sparkle in her eye, Cluny whispered, "I could get knocked up, couldn't I?"

"Yes, in deed. It would be like playing Russian roulette. Do you know how they play Russian roulette?"

"I read a short story about some men who were playing Russian roulette. They had a pistol with six chambers and one bullet. As each man took his turn, he held the pistol to his temple and pulled the trigger. I was so excited when I read the story, I wet my pants. I knew how alive each man must have felt when he pulled that trigger, and when the forth man pulled the trigger and blew his brains out, I didn't feel sorry for him because I knew what he felt just before it happened. The story talked about what each man was feeling when he pulled the trigger and listened for the hammer to click on an empty chamber. It was a great story and a great game, even if you had to die playing it."

"Did you feel alive just before I caught you with the cigarette?"

"Yeah, I didn't want you to catch me, but I want to be where I could get caught. The idea that you could catch me was exciting. Does that make any sense?'

"Yes it does. Being in danger excites you, and you crave the excitement, the peril, the risk. So Mr Gregory and I are going to give you an opportunity to play little game of Russian roulette with your body and the calendar. It won't kill you, but it will expose you to a great deal of risk."

"What kind of risk?"

"How far apart are your periods?"

"They vary a lot. They're sometimes only 25 days; and then sometimes it can be as many as 31 days."

"Excellent. That will make things a lot more exciting."

"Why."

"Because women are only fertile for about 24 hours during their menstrual cycle. That's usual half-way between the day she starts her flow and the start of her next flow. Since your periods vary so much, it will be impossible for you to pinpoint when you're likely to be fertile."

"So?"

"Yes here is the best part. If you want to stay on the gymnastics team, you will come to this office and have unprotected sex with Mr. Gregory every Tuesday and Friday from now until you graduate from high school or until you're knocked up."

"Is this legal?"

"Of course not. Mr Gregory and I could go to jail for long time for what we are going to do with you, but we like to take risks too. We like to live dangerously just like you do.

"Cluny, are you ready to start a new and risky adventure? Are you ready to play Russian Roulette with your fertility?"

Cluny eyes sparkled and her breathing had be came more rapid. "Oh golly, it's so neat. I've always wanted to get fucked, and I hate cigarettes, so I won't have to smoke them anymore. Getting pregnant is a lot worst than getting caught smoking. Mon and Dad will have a fit, and all the kids in school will know I've been doing it, and I'll have a baby to take care of. "Oh gee, I don't want to get knocked up, but it sound so exciting, I want to play."

"Good, why don't you come over here and I'll help you take off your clothes."

Miss Barns sat on the edge of the bed. Cluny stood in front of her principal and allowed Barbara to unbuttoned the front of her blouse. Barbara pull the blouse free of Cluny's skirt and slipped it off the child's shoulders. "Oh my, Cluny you have the sweetest little tits"

"They're awful small. My sister's in sixth grade, and her's are big than mine."

"Oh Cluny, you have the cutest little puffies I've seen in a long time.

"Puffies?"

"Nice long nipples sitting on top of little hills of soft puff. Don't worry Cluny; as soon as Mr. Gregory knocks you up, your tits will grow nice and big, so you can make milk for your baby."

"Oh Miss Barns, don't say things like that. I don't really want to get pregnant, I just want pretend it could happen."

"Honey, we're not pretending; this is the real thing. Now let's get your skirt off."

"Miss Barns reached around, opened the button at the side of Cluny's skirt, and slid the zipper down. Cluny skirt fell to her ankles. "Oh my, these are the cutest little panties. Where do you find them?"

"I'm so small, my Mom buys all my clothes in the little girl's department."

"But these are just adorable. The little ducks carrying umbrellas are so cute."

"They make me look like a little girl. I'm in high school. I'm almost a women."

"When you leave this room today, you're going to be women. But first let's get these panties off and see what you've got for Mr. Gregory."

Barbara pealed Cluny's panties down her legs, and Cluny stepped out of her skirt and panties. Cluny's pussy was smooth and tight. Her mount was adorned with strands of golden floss. Barbara Barns licked her lips as she stared the child's beautiful fresh pussy. Not only did Cluny look like she should be in third grade, her pussy, except for a little bit of hair, looked like it belonged to a third grader.

Honey, while you take off your shoes and socks, I'll fold your clothes so they don't get wrinkled. Then I want you stretch out on the bed so I can warm you up. Sex just like gymnastics, you have to warm up before you start. I'll warm you up, and then we'll get Mr. Gregory warmed up."

While Barbara folded Cluny's clothes and placed them on a chair, Cluny removed her shoes and socks and laid down on the bed. Barbara sat on the edge of the bed and using the back of her hand stroke the blond hairs on the child's mound. "Spread you legs, Honey."

Cluny moved her knees to the edges of the narrow mattress and let one foot dangle down each side of the bed. Barbara increased the range of her strokes to include the tightly closed lips of Cluny's sex.

"Cluny, do you masturbate?"

"Um hum."

"When did you start?"

"A long time ago. I guess I was in third or fourth grade."

"Do you get yourself off?"

"Um hum."

"Show me how you do it."

"I usually start by rubbing myself up here."

"Can you feel that little bump under your finger?"

"You mean my clit?"

"Yes Honey, can you feel it."

"Yeah, I like to make it move back and forth like this."

"Good. Do you do anything else?"

"Uh-huh. Sometimes I push a finger up inside me like is, and sometimes I move a finger in and out with one hand and rub my clit with the other hand, and sometimes when I'm in bed at home, I have this hair brush with a nice smooth handle, and I push it up inside me. But the first couple of times I used the hair brush it hurt. Now it feels good and I pretend it's some guy's fucking me with his cock."

"Something long and hard like a hair bush handle is a good idea. It opens your pussy for the real thing.

"Now I want you to lay back and let me take over." Barbara position herself on the bed between Cluny's thighs."

"Miss Barns, what are you going to do?"

"Honey, I'm going to eat your pussy."

"Wow, I heard some girls talk about that. I think I'm going to like it."

"I'm sure you will."

Barbara Barns was a very talented cunnilinguist. She had suck off hundreds of women and thousands of girls. She had spent years developing just exactly the right technique for stimulating a teenager's vulva and clitoris. She used her mouth, tongue, and fingers to kiss, lick, suck, bite, tease, pinch, and stroke every tender and sensitive speck of a girl's sugar pit. In ten minutes, she have Cluny moaning and raising her hips to receive all of the stimulation Miss Barns' mouth and tongue could feed to Cluny's sex starved pussy.

Just before Cluny reached her climax, her pussy began to drip, and by the time she had shuttered her way through the final spasm of her orgasm, a large wet spot had formed on the sheet between her thighs.

Barbara nodded toward Bill. The teacher quickly removed his shirt, shoes and socks.

When he dropped his pants, his cock and balls pushed out against his underwear to create a huge bulge. Barbara smiled at her colleague's cock. She looked down at the tight slit between Clumy's legs. Then she looked back at the massive cock that would soon be stretching Cluny's fledgling cunt and thought "Tight fit."

"Cluny, sit up; I want to show you something."

Barbara and Cluny sat side-by-side on the bed with Bill standing in front of them. Barbara rolled Bill's briefs down his legs to free his imprisoned manhood.. Bill kicked his briefs off as Barbara took a firm grip at the base of Bill's cock. She turned to look at Cluny and said, "Watch."

Then the school principal opened her mouth as wide as possible and took the head of Bill's cock into her mouth. A few inches of this monster was enough to completely filled the woman mouth. Barbara sucked for a few minutes, then pulled the cock from her mouth with a pop. She looked at Cluny and said, "You try it."

Cluny couldn't quite fit her mouth around the swollen cock head. Barbara offered a suggestion. "Just use your tongue to lick the head and up and down the sides."

Bill groaned as the inexperience youngster licked and kissed his completely erect prick. Barbara took Bill's cock back from the child. "Cluny I want to explain some things to you. If you're going to play Russian roulette you must have a pistol. This is Mr. Gregory's Pistol. It only has one chamber, but that chamber is fully loaded.

Look at these balls; each one is a little larger than a tennis ball. They manufacture sperm cells. Bill's balls are bigger than average, so he makes more sperm than the average man. The chamber of Bill's pistol is loaded with sperm cells. When the average man shoots his pistol he fires 400 million bullets at one time. Bill's going to shoot a lot more. Each bullet is a sperm cell. It only takes one sperm cell to make you pregnant. You only need one, but Mr. Gregory is going to give you more than 400 million every time fucks you..

"Now look at the barrel of Bill's pistol. It's eight and a half inches long. The average woman's vagina is about three inches long, but when she is aroused it can lengthen to seven or eight inches. You're a small girl. I don't think your canal will get that long. The barrel of Bill's pistol will reach all the way to the end of your vagina. Mr. Gregory is going to shoot more than 400 millions sperm cells directly against your cervix. That's the opening into your womb where your eggs waits to be fertilized.

Now look at the caliber of Mr. Gregory's pistol. It's fat. You couldn't get your mouth around the head. It's going to plug your cunt so that none of his sperm can escape. It's all going to be trapped inside your pussy were it can make a baby. There won't be any leaks until Mr. Gregory pulls his pistol out."

As Barbara explained these facts to Cluny, the child's jaw dropped and her eyes open wide. The tiny girl stared at the monstrous cock that would soon be inside her body. The full impact of what Miss Barns was saying was beginning dawn on Cluny. This was a real game which could change Cluny's life forever.

"Are you ready, Cluny?"

The girl's breathing was rapid. Her heart was racing. But she would not back down. Her jaw trembled and voice squeaked as she said, "I'll do it."

"Good. Lay down and I'll suck you off again. I want to be sure you're nice a wet."

"So it goes in easier?"

"No Cluny, I want to make sure those sperm cell have plenty of liquid to swim in. They can't swim in a dry pussy. And they have to move around to find your egg."

"Oh, I didn't know."

Again Miss Barns used her expertise to bring little Cluny to another orgasm. While Cluny recovered from her second climax, Barbara and Bill switch places. When Cluny look down to where Miss Barns' head had been positioned over her pussy, she saw the head of Mr. Gregory's cock beginning to spread the lips of her pussy.

Mr. Gregory push slowly forward. Cluny's cunt stretched wider. Cluny stared like a zombie in a trace as Bill's pussy splitter advanced into her body. The head expanded her canal as it moved slowly but steadily inward. The lips of her pussy were stretched paper-thin as the head of Bill's fat prick slowly advanced into heat of the young girl sex.. Her pussy swallowed two inches, then two more, and another three. With seven and a half inches buried in the tiny child's body, Bill stop pushing. Cluny was breathing deeply. The girl was cover with perspiration.

Bill smiled at Cluny, and Cluny smiled back. "Oh Mr. Gregory it's so big."

The lovers remain still for several minutes, Then Bill began to slowly move his hips. Miss Barnes leaned in close to Cluny's ear and whispered, "How do you like it?"

"Oh golly, it's so much better than smoking. I love it." Then Cluny wrapped her arms and legs around Bill's body to draw Bill's cock deeper into her tightly packed canal.

As fucks go, it didn't last long. It was over in just a few minutes. Bill delivered the contains of his pistol at Cluny's deepest level. Barbara insisted they remain coupled while she manipulated Cluny swollen clit. This brought on a third orgasm which Miss Barns claimed would act to stir and mix Bill's cum with Cluny's cunt juice and make fertilization easier. When Bill final pulled out, only the smallest trickle of cum leaked from Cluny's well-dilated hole.

Barbara and Bill help Cluny to sit up. They handed Cluny her clothing, one item at a time. They watched as the still sweet, but not so innocent, child dress herself. As she stood to leave, Barbara asked, "How does it feel to know you could already be knocked up?"

Cluny thought for a moment then replied, "Scary. But it make me feel grownup."

"Do you feel grownup because you've had sex?"

"No, I feel grownup because I know I'm old enough to be a mother, and I could get start getting flowers on Mother's Day."

Then Cluny smiled at the two educators and said, "I'll meet you guys here on Tuesday right after school. I'll try not to be late." Then with a smile, the girl walked directly from the nurse's office to the girl's locker room where she changed her clothes for gymnastics practice.

How long was it before Cluny missed her first period? I like to think she made it all the way to October of her senior year. At the graduation ceremony when she walked across the stage to pick up her diploma, even in her graduation gown, she couldn't hide the fact that she was eight months pregnant. Little gymnast was heavy with child.

Of course, Cluny is a fictional character, and you might want to change this ending. In your imagination you can knock her up any time you like. You'll have to figure the best ending for yourself. There isn't just one correct answer, so you can have her pregnant any time you want or not at all. You decide. Uncertainty is what makes a risky game so exciting.