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Erika was wondering over the large high-school hall, holding a Starbuck's coffee in her hand, walking along with her friend, Rachel, who was telling her about her new makeup set and about her funny aunt's visit. But Erika was long lost in her thoughts... Only when she remembered what an intense orgasm she had, she could feel her clit pulsating, and her breath getting shaky. She felt the need for more, more pleasure, and oh, how good it could be if her geography teacher would offer it to her.
There was a lot of agitation on the hall, particles of dust were fluttering into the air. Erika was now passing by a group of boys and she immediately started to feel an emptiness in her stomach. Was it true, what she read in the erotic fantasies? Were the students having fantasies about their classmates, or imagining them in different seducing positions? After the two girls passed by the group of students, Erika heard some giggles. Did they say anything about her? What would all of them do to her, if she would let them? What kind of untold desires would every single one of them have with Erika?
How many of them would like to dominate her, put their hands on her thighs and then penetrate her deep, in a beastly way, feeling her soft, hot meat, satisfying their sexual desires? How many of the classmates she chatted with, on simple themes like school and homework, did imagine how her soft, plain lips would feel, touching the tips of their hard cocks, and then, while she was watching them in the eye, in a seductive way, feeling the form of their tips with her warm, long tongue, wet from her saliva, massaging their testicles with one of her hands? All this perverted, and maybe forbidden thoughts were now making Erika feel how a little of her wetness where slipping through her pussy lips, which were held tight, at a high temperature, by her black panties.
The June sun was following her with hot rays from the big window. Erika was wearing a large, white T-shirt, with black stripes, a pair of jeans, which were very tight on her ass chicks, also black, and a pair of snickers with a very thick base, that made her feel the floor right under her foot. Her golden hair was waving on her shoulders. She didn't have big breasts, but she knew how to expose them seductively, in order to attract obscene looks.
She entered the classroom with her friend, Rachel, not remembering even a word of what she had told her. But it was for sure it was something funny, because Rachel didn't stop laughing. Oh, what an agony it was, the way that the classes passed today, till the last hour, her favorite, geography, came. She shifted from position to position. She was playing with the pen in her hand in order to express other things for the boys. Then, bored, she brought the pen to her lips while watching the clock over the wall of the class. While doing this, she was trying to delicately surprise her classmates watching her with lust in their eyes. But everyone seemed to pay attention to something else. Did they hide their desires so well? Weren't the fantasies she read about boys true? Or didn't she make herself observed?
Oh, but who cared about that now? The geography class came, and she could admire her favorite teacher. The teacher with ebony-like hair, who always wore sexy jackets and made her horny like fuck. She didn't think he was more than 26. She bit her lower lip. Robert Downer was writing on the blackboard. She was wondering how those strong arms would feel...massaging her soft breasts until her nipples become hard... She felt another wave of wetness pouring through her pink labias.
She wondered how would his lips feel on her abb, while he slowly parted her legs. She tightened her thighs and, involuntary arched her back. But...how would it feel her teacher to penetrate her deep inside her pussy, to feel filled by his hard cock, his chest shining a little from so much pleasure, his muscles contracting at maximum. Erika felt herself blushing and and she became too horny to be able to control herself. She raised her shaky hand, asking for permission to go to the bathroom. Seems like today she couldn't help herself, she couldn't have patience until she got home for her masturbating session while reading erotic fantasies.
She went to the bathroom, as fast as she could, shut the door behind her and, breathing heavily, she raised her T-shirt till half of her naked abb, her thick waist being exposed. Then she slipped her fingers under her T-shirt, and massaged her breasts with a lot of desire and lust. She took her nipples between her hands, begging for attention. She did all these with her eyes closed, trying to be as quiet as possible and not to make any noise.
Her hand slipped now on her sexy V, lowering slowly, tracing lines on her skin, stopping her fingers on her swollen clit. A soft moan escaped her lips...It was so good now, to touch herself...After so many hours of teasing, she could finally feel release. While ondulating her body, she put more pressure on her clit, biting harder on her upper lip. More pressure was accumulating in her clit, and her pussy lips were so sensitive. Her fingers were filled with her moisture and were now violently slipping up and down. Waves of pleasure were inundating her body, and the inside of her vagina was so hot, asking for more pleasure. Her legs began to shake, so she set on the toilet, for a more comfortable position, but she didn't pull her jeans totally down, only to have enough space to pleasure herself.
She parted her thighs. Her clitoris began to tremble. She slowly moaned. Instinctively, she passed her other hand through her hair, and then touched one breast, then the other. The intense sensations were getting stronger, she was tightening her abb at every contraction. Her back was arching in pleasure. A new wave of pleasure came so hot she felt her fingers and her clit burning, making her moan loudly. All the pressure that had been in her clit was making her squirm and tremble hard, breathing heavily. She released the pressure...she has climaxed. She let her head on her back, trying to relax after the ravishing orgasm. She could still feel her vagina contracting. Her fingers were now filled in her transparent liquid. She opened her eyes and she watches around, starting to laugh at her own madness.
When she got out of the bathroom, she thought she heard fast steps passing by her. Maybe she just had an illusion.
Next part coming soon...or not! :D
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