Endless Desire
Chapter 3 *WARNING SMUT*
The bell signalling the end of class rung throughout the class room and everyone began to pack up their things and walk out of the classroom. Maggie gave me a sympathetic glance before leaving.
When the last student left the class room Miss Dench took a brisk walk towards the door and locked it. Then she began shutting all the blinds and proceeded to walk to me.
“M-miss Dench? What are you-“ I was cut off by Miss Dench forcing herself upon me, while rubbing me though my skinny white flared slacks.
After a couple seconds, I began to kiss back, and I even let out a small moan, and Judi responded by moving her lips from mine and trailing kisses down to my collar bones.
She bended me over the desk, making me split my skinny- white- flared- slacks. She then spanked me with her meter steel ruler. At first it hurt but then it started to feel good.
“Tell momma you won’t disrupt my class again.” She yells
“Wha-“ I start to say but don’t finish due to a particularly hard and aggressive smack to my part latino booty.
She then turned me around and leads me over to a seat, and quickly runs over to her cassette player turning on ‘Tell Daddy by Waka Flaka…” I was shocked to say the least, but I would be lying if I told you I was not enjoying myself. She begin slowly stripping until she was only left in her leopard print thong-panties and bra. My breath hitched in my throat as she sashayed over to me, her hips swaying in time to the music. Her prominent wrinkles stood out almost like a chiffon blouse if it hasn’t been ironed.
She seductively shimmied out of her panties and i was left speechless. She crouched down in front of me, with everything on display, I didn’t know that women of her age were so well groomed. Trailing her right hand down to her bare vagina, she swivelled her fore-finger around in her folds. Suddenly, she got her left fist a plunged it into her now soaking vagina. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she fell onto her back, as she wriggled her fist around.
She suddenly stopped and grabbed the stainless steel flute from the 'musical instruments’ and shoved it up my ass. The flute was making the note Cmajor while i could feel its windpipe getting caught onto something. Judi finally stops and we both get dressed (even though my pants were split in half). I awkwardly run out the class room, tears threatening to spill over my fresh outta -the- oven grey t-shirt.
By the time i get to the bathroom my mascara is running from the tears.
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When i get home from school i can’t keep thinking about judi. So i decide to put on a classic movie. Grease 2. Most people hate that movie but i personally like it better than the original because it just goes to show you can use the same over used and washed up ideas and really turn it into a money making scheme. After watching michelle Pheiffer shake her booty for too long, i make myself a foot spa and honey lemon mask before setting of to bed (but not before lighting my fig and burnt olive pine cone candle from the craft store).
I finally find myself drift of into a infinite (until i wake up) sleep as i hear myself mutter the word “judi”.
I soon fall into darkness
