Part 9 In A Retail Outlet
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Last night I couldn't stop smiling. At sixteen, I'd lost my virginity, to my teacher nonetheless, my favourite teacher. My mum barely noticed my confidence grow or the love bites covering my neck.
Then again, my mum doesn't come into my room or bathroom whatsoever, and even if she did, it's not like she's paying much attention.
Waking up, I couldn't help looking down at my uncovered naked body, smiling. I couldn't get it out of my head. The memory of his rock hard cock ramming in and out of my mouth until I could taste his cum. As well as the feeling of him deep inside my tight pussy. Especially when he came inside me without even caring if I was on any contraception.
I couldn't just skip school today and hide in my bedroom and pretend nothing happened. I didn't regret what happened yesterday. My mum would already be at work and her boyfriend just ignores me when we are alone.
I promptly climbed out of bed naked and headed straight to the bathroom. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of my bum reflected in the mirror. I smiled, knowing I was blessed with a great body.
My boobs were already 30B and my body had given me good natural curves and my favourite feature was my heart-shaped bum.
Once I showered, it was time to face the music at school. I stood in front of my wardrobe, extremely dissatisfied. My clothes were scattered all over the place. Typically, I'd grab an over-sized hoodie and some jeans. Today, though, was different. I felt sexy, I wanted to dress seductively so I searched through my outfits, tossing more clothes on the huge pile on the floor.
Eventually, I revealed the perfect outfit, a very short black ruched drawstring mini skirt, and a white long sleeve ruched crop top to complete my outfit.
Now, I just needed to find some seductive underwear. I searched my drawers, adding to the mess on the floor until I reached what I was looking for, a red lace and mesh bra which didn't leave much for imagination and a matching thong.
I completed my slutty look with simple red strappy heels. I pulled my hair up into a bun to keep my shoulders and chest exposed. I pulled a few of my shorter strands to hang down by my ears. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, knowing I looked sexy as hell.
I stared out the window. My first classes always take forever, but today it's like it would never be over. I wouldn't see Mr Wishart, until after lunch when I had sports class again.
I kept closing my eyes and remembering yesterday, thinking about how big his cock felt inside my tight pussy and how much I enjoyed sucking him. He could lose his job if anyone found out he fucked me. I wasn't going to tell anyone. I wanted to keep doing it. I was willing to keep his secret. I remembered how he pressed his cock into the back of my head as he forced it down my throat. I squirmed in my seat, and pressed my legs together tight, feeling the crotch of my thong getting wetter and wetter.
Thankfully the lunch bell rang. I walked towards the school bathroom. I couldn't help myself. Yesterday, I was an innocent girl who hadn't dared do anything so wrong, so taboo. Now I'd slept with a teacher and couldn't stop thinking about him. I was in the school bathroom ready to finger myself to an orgasm. I bit at my bottom lip as my heart began to race. My thumbs hooked around my thong as I tugged them down, only stopping when I had kicked them off to the floor below.
I breathed through my mouth as I peered down at my clean-shaven pussy, the hot throbbing radiating from me, nearly causing me to squirm even though I hadn't even touched myself yet.
I closed my eyes and finally relaxed, my hand plunging into the warm flesh of my aching pussy, my pussy lips already so wet as my fingers ghosted across my sensitive clit. Without really thinking about what I was doing, I raised my fingers to my mouth, sticking them as deep as my body would allow me, wetting them with my saliva before I was viciously shoving them back downwards into my pussy.
I gasped loudly as I rubbed at my clit, my body began to get excited and my hips started to buck upwards the harder I rubbed, my other hand moving downwards and dipping into my tight pussy. I penetrated myself with my fingers, viciously stabbing them as deep as I could, wiggling them around as I rubbed my clit furiously with my saliva soaked hand. I used my fingers to fuck myself. they were suddenly at my lips, my mouth eagerly sucking my sweet juices before I was fucking myself again, eager for more.
My head thrashed and my hips bucked wildly, my fingers rubbing and fucking in a fast fury. My fingers were deep inside my pussy feeling the walls of my pussy clasp around my sodden fingers. Finally, I orgasmed so hard, my cries had got louder, my whole body shaking before finally I went limp on the toilet seat having just brought myself to the most amazing orgasm I've ever had.
Once I recovered, it was time to get myself sorted. I looked for my thong, but I couldn't find it, my face blushing knowing someone had heard me and taken my panties.
Worse, I remembered I was only wearing a short skirt, which once sitting down wouldn't hide the fact I wasn't wearing any panties. Worse yet, after lunch, I had my final two classes, science and sports class again with Mr Wishart.
Finally, it was my last class at school. Today had been painfully slow and hiding the fact that I was not wearing panties had been draining. I put my hand on the doorknob leading into the gym. I hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and pulled it open.
I walked in. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. It wasn't often that I dressed up like this. I avoided making eye contact with him, but I could feel his eyes burning into me. I strutted past everyone into the changing room, and quickly got into my sports gear, meeting everyone back on the gym floor. I sat on a space in the front row and crossed my legs.
He turned to the board, telling us about the game we were playing today. As he taught, he didn't look at me once. It's like I didn't exist at all. I tried to pay attention but my mind wandered elsewhere. He's such a sexy man and I had been with him. He had dirty blonde, messy hair, a nice trimmed beard on his face and these most amazing green eyes. I didn't know that until yesterday though.
I couldn't even remember being involved in the game until I was hit in the face by a ball and everybody was laughing at me.
Suddenly the whistle went for the end of class and I was beginning to think I'd made a mistake. Mr Wishart had forgotten about me, even worse he ignored me. Upset, I waited until I was the last student on the field. I was about to cry when I felt a strong hand on my lower back. I turned my head smiling as Mr Wishart was trying to comfort me.
He led me around the corner of the building. Nobody else was around, and he leaned forward and kissed me on my lips. It seemed like we kissed for hours but I knew it was just seconds, In case we get caught, as we separated he handed me a piece of paper, and slapped my bum as I walked away smiling.
I quickly skipped away and open the note, reading his mobile number, and the naughty message saying he couldn't wait to fuck me again.
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