Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: This school girl crush is turning into more than that...|
The next day, I walked into my Media Lit class and sat down. My back still hurt from the day prior. I waited for my friend Jackie to come in.
"Woah Meg, are you okay?" she asked me when she sat down.
"Jackie...I need to tell you something but I don't know if I can," just as I said that, Mister Laslavic walked in.
"Hi Megan," he said as he walked to his desk.
"Hi," I said with a smile.
"What's that all about?" Jackie looked at me.
"Nothing," I looked down.
Class began. Laz was talking about demographics, but I couldn't focus on it at all. I sat at my desk and drew circles in my notebook. I was almost afraid to look up at him.
"Megan, want to add anything to this?" Laz asked.
"Huh? Oh, no I don't have anything to say," I mumbled.
"Okay," he continued.
He was testing me, I could tell. He knew as well as I did that this was a bit too awkward for comfort, but he didn't care. To be honest, I thought it was kinky. The rush of the secrets made my heart race.
About ten minutes passed and he started to pass out papers. On my test he game back he had his cell number on it. I programmed it into my phone.
That night I was sitting in my room with my guitar. I was reflecting on the day. I thought about Media Lit and how Laz gave me his number. I thought About the looks we exchanged.
I thought about yesterday. I thought about how he dominated me in his classroom. His hot hands touched every part of my body. His lips kissed my bare skin. His hips, oh how his hips connected with mine. His body kept perfect rhythm with mine.
The thought of that luscious man having his way with me turned me on. The thought of his giant cock inside of me made me wet. I couldn't shake the though...I was driving myself crazy.
I slide hand down my sweat pants and rubbed my clit softly. I made sure I turned my television up enough so my parents wouldn't hear me pleasuring myself. I began to rub myself rougher. It felt so good...just like Laz made me feel. I took my other hand and slid it Down my sweats too. I took my index finger and pushed it inside of me.
I kept perfect rhythm with both of my hands as I worked my pussy. I closed my eyes and I saw Laz looking at me with those sex eyes. I could hear the echo of that grunt of his. I stuck two fingers inside of me now. I began to go faster as harder. I moaned louder as I kept going.
My heart was racing as I rubbed my clit hard. I couldn't get him out of my head. I fingered myself harder and harder until I finally arched my back and threw my head back with a fierce orgasm.
I sat up and looked at my book bag. His number was in there. I knew for a fact that he texted because he would do nothing but in our class. I thought about it for a moment as my heart rate returned to normal.
"Hi, Mister Laz? It's Megan," I texted him.
After a moment he answered "Well hello there! :)"
To be honest, we actually had a pretty decent conversation. He and I talked about different things that we knew about and stuff we told each other about. I know that it is extremely unorthodox and frankly illegal, but I didn't care.
The next day I went to his room early before class started. He said he had a surprise for me and I was eager to get it, whatever it was.
"Hey, close the door behind you!" he said with a smile.
I closed the door and walked over to him. He kissed my lips as I sat down next to him. Sitting on his desk was a small black box.
"So I have this thing that I want you to wear during class today," he said still smiling.
"What is it?" I asked.
He took the box and opened it. Inside was a small vibrator with a remote. I looked at it and them to him. I could feel my eyes widen.
"Come on it'll be fun," he chuckled.
"Isn't that a Japanese thing?" I asked.
Reluctantly, I let him take this blue vibrator and put it inside of me. He showed me how the remote worked, and explained that he had planned on having a little fun with me during class so don't make a scene.
The bell rang and people filtered into the classroom. I took my seat and waited for Jackie to show up. She walked into the room and sat down. I waved with a smile.
"Hey, what's up?" she asked.
"Nuh-uh-uh" Laz turned on the vibrator.
"Huh?" she asked looking at me.
"Nothing, sorry chills wet down my back for some reason," I said as I shot him a look.
"Alright...you've bee acting weird lately," Jackie said.
"Alright guys, anyone have any current events?" Laz asked.
I rose my hand and got up. Just as I started to talk, he turned on the vibrator.
"L-last night, th-the Cardinals w-on fff-four to zero." I said choking down a moan.
"Who did we play again?" Laz asked with a smile.
"I-I don't re-remember," I said as I sat back down.
I could feel the sensation of the I vibration surging through my body. My pussy was dripping wet at this point. He turned it off, but I could just feel how sopping wet I was. I wanted nothing more than to ride the shit out of him.
I sat with my head buried in my phone. Laz kept texting me.
"I'm so wet right now. I want you to take me now," I sent him.
He turned the vibrator back on. I saw the look in his eyes as he watched my eye twitch. He wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. He wanted to just bend me over and fuck me on his desk, and I would have no objections.
The vibrator was still on and I began to squirm in my seat. It felt incredible. I could feel myself build more and more. I wanted to scream out. I wanted to beg him to fuck me into next week. I wanted to dominate him. I had to just sit there and take it without spazzing out.
I held my breath for as long as I could as this thing went off inside of me. I tried to keep it inside of me, but the tension grew and grew. I felt myself gyrate my hips slightly in my seat. I needed to release, but I didn't want to make a big noise and get laughed at. I bit my knuckle and let out a long, controlled sigh. I could feel the cum pouring out of me. I hoped like hell that it didn't show through my pants. Laz saw I was finished and turned the fucker off.
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