The next morning Mr. Jacobsen pulls up outside of my house and sends me a text.

"I'm here"it reads.

I look back in the mirror to look up to my kit of the day. I dressed like a cunning schooltime girl. tartan skirt that ends just above my knee, melanise t shirt, and knee high gear with my black converse. It looked convention enough to pull off on a typical day. Not too teacher-student porny. Except for the detail that I'm not wearing a bra or pantie. I'm hoping to get touched before year starts.

I grab my backpack from my pelage rack and head out to Mr.Jacobsen's car. I hop in the passenger derriere and he greets me with a kiss on the cheek.

"Aw Mr. Jacobsen ! That's so sweet. in effect morning to you too."

"You're rather chirpy today."He remarks as he starts the car and begins driving to school.

"Well yesterday was refreshing. All thanks to you."

He chuckles and very seriously says"can we not talk about yesterday right now ?"

"Why ? Is it gon na make you turned on before we get to schooltime ? Cuz I'm already turned on. And here's a secret !"I lean close to his ear and whisper,"I'm not wearing any panties ..."

"Oh god ... mount in the back seat. You've lost your passenger privileges."

"Oh ? Is it cuz I'm a juicy scholarly person ?"I ask as I slip in between the presence seats and get in the backseat.

I adjust to sit in the middle bum and fix my skirt. We make eye contact in the rear sight mirror.

"Did you get a show while I was hopping back here ?"I tease and he chuckles. I lift my doll up and scatter my legs a bit. I lightly run my fingers down my pussy and diffuse my lips as I look up at him in the tush view."Do you like what you see Mr. Jacobsen ?"I ask and rub my clitoris."I want to feel your digit inside of me. finger fuck me so hard that I can still feel it while in class. please Mr. Jacobsen."I beg and pant as I rub my clit a bit faster.

I feel his fingers clumsily trying to find my yap to feel roll in the hay me while driving. I moan and moan as he slips his thick middle digit inside of my pussy.

"Fuck ... me ... Mr. Jacobsen, I've been a bad girl. Punish me."

"Show me your tits."He demands as he searches for a dependable lieu to pull off.

I pull my shirt up and show him my boobs.

"I need something more than your halfway finger inside of me to find you during class."I say as he pulls off on a endorse road.

He puts the car in park and unbuckles. He climbs to the backseat and sits next to me. He lifts and overspread my ramification when he is seated and slides his halfway finger back in. I sigh as I open up again. He pulls my fount to his and we make out passionately. His finger's breadth picks up focal ratio fucking me. Then another finger is put in. Then a third finger. It felt so good and I could feel my pussycat milking his fingers. Soon enough I lose all concentration and just lean back and cum multiple clip on his loyal fingers.

"Fucking ... fuck ... shtup ... oh ... ohhhhhh. Smack it."I demand. He smacks my clitoris with his second hand while still rapidly finger fucking me."Oh shit ... oh shit .... I'm ..."

My unscathed body shudders as I orgasm and as he removed his fingers, I squirt all over his mitt and arm.

"holy tinker's dam !"He exclaims."Did I do that ?"

I grab him by his tie and pull him down to me."You made me squirt with your huge finger's breadth. guess what you can do with your cock."

"And that will have to wait for another time, because we have to get to the school right now if I don't wan na get fired."He replies.

I whine and he pulls me in for a buss. I nod in understanding and peek down at his lap.

"But what about that ?"I ask.

"I'll proceeds of this with my mind. We've got ta go tho."

He opens the back door and gets out. Then opens the presence door and gets back in the device driver seat. He opens the glove compartment pulls out a fistful of napkins.

"This is the Best I've got for clean up. I don't usually have car sex since I'm not in heights shoal anymore."He chuckles."Although it's still quite fun to mess around with a gorgeous woman in the backseat. You keep me young."

"And you ... Mr. Jacobsen ... stay fresh me horny. I'm gon na be soaking wet the hale time you teach your class because I can still find your fingers inside of me."

"Oh god ... you're gon na get me in trouble. I can't get soft after thinking about pounding your dripping wet cunt in class."

"Ooh ! Don't leave me ideas sir !"

We giggle as he puts the car in crusade and we finish our journeying to the high school. I clean myself up and pass over down the cover of his leather stern. Today is gon na be a difficult one for focusing ...

*****

My first two social class were boring and I was anticipating math class. I have been in a constant state of hot pants all aurora. My pap have been very hard and a few guys have noticed and kept glancing at my chest. It turned me on knowing that they don't know who I was fantasizing about to attain them this hard. What would they suppose if they knew I had just gotten fingerbreadth fucked by Mr. Jacobsen 2 hours ago ? Oh fucking .... I've got ta go to the bathroom for a minute to subscribe care of this.

I raise my hand and ask to go to the bathroom. My teacher lets me go and as I stood up, my skirt flipped in a way that I know I flashed the guy sitting behind me. Dylan Masters just saw my bare everything

"Oh shit ..."is what I heard as I walked up the islet to nous for the bathroom.

Knowing that the educatee family president saw my bare, freshly fucked, and incredibly hot and bothered pussy made me hornier that I already was. I half wished he was headed to the privy also to fuck me. I've liked him since 8th form but puberty made him hotter than I thought possible.

As I passed Mr. Jacobsen's classroom, I peeked in the tiny window and we made eye contact. I winked and continued walking. I made it to the bathroom and walked in.

I went to a better than average public schoolhouse. In these special bathrooms, there were hot seat and a bench by the swallow hole arena. I grabbed one of the field charge plate professorship and brought it into the handicapped stall. I refuse to she-bop on a toilet but I still needed to get off. I lock the stall door and somersault up my annulus and sit. The second my fingerbreadth touched the warm peel around my vagina, I sighed.

My middle finger slid along my twat, opening up my lips. It collected a lot of wetness as I rubbed my centre finger up and down. The pleasure intensified every clip I grazed over my clit. I refrained for putting pressure on it for the meter being. I knew this wasn't going to last long so I wanted to build up to it.

My heart digit started slipping into my muddle on its journey down my folds. Then it gathered more wetness and started slipping and sliding everywhere. I let my finger roam and enjoyed the undulation of pleasure. I knew my orgasm was building so I finally started to put pressure on my clit and focused on it. My pussy throbbed and then I remembered the flavour of Mr. Jacobsen's finger deep in my vagina. How they pumped so truehearted ... I momentarily forgot I was in a shoal toilet and moaned"ooh yes Mr ... faster ... ”. I felt everything pulse and my sum rate quickened. I took a deeply hint and released myself into the coming that was approaching.

I lost control of my respiration as my torso was taken over by riffle. My ear went unsounded and my middle rolled back into my skull. Then the orgasm ended and my organic structure adjusted to convention. I could take heed again and I was breathing while trying to catch up with my breathing spell, and my vision corrected itself. All I could believe was"that was amazing ..."then I heard a cesspool bend on and I snapped back into reality.

I realized I needed to clean myself up and get back to class. So I did just that. But on my way back to class, I glanced back into Mr. Jacobsen's classroom and knew that I was headed there next. I walked back into my story class and sat down. There was a humble billet that was folded on my notebook.

It said,"nice"step-in"need a ride home ?"I knew it was from the guy behind me, Bob Dylan. I flipped it over and wrote"glad you enjoyed the appearance, but I have a ride habitation thx !"and I passed that back to him.

I heard a defeated suspiration and glanced back at him.

"Meet me at the Rebecca West bathroom after 4th period. You can pertain. But that's it."He smirked at me.

The gong rang and I headed to 4th stop. maths. I took my seat at the front of the class and took out my notebook and a pencil. I sat there ready to learn ... and to score Mr. Jacobsen while I'm at it.

Everyone settled into their seats and class began. Mr. Jacobsen paced at the strawman of the classroom as he asked for everyone to pluck out their homework. He went around and collected it and stopped when he got to me.

"homework ?"

"Oh ... I don't have it. I got ... busy."I said mischievously as I grinned up at him. He was for sure enough staring at my tits since my nipples were still rock hard.

"That's O.K. for today. But don't let it come about again. Homework is important."

He went around and finished collecting the homework. Then he handed us a deal of worksheets and we passed them around. He instructed us to work on the problems and kindle our hands if we needed help.

I needed service various times. Every time he'd seminal fluid to suffice my question, he'd crouch beside me and put his paw on my thigh. I purposefully had my skirt pulled up eminent than it was meant to be so when he walked at the front end of the classroom, he could easily see my marginal slit mendicancy for his feeling. I could tell he had a semi for most of the class.

Partway through the class he had a sound call that he answered. He looked touch as he said short responses. When he hung up, he cleared his throat and asked me to step into the hall.

I headed there and he was walking behind me. He closed the classroom door and then glanced around the anteroom. When he saw that it was shed light on, he pinned me against the wall with his hips. I was storm and extremely turned on.

"Do you feel what you've done to me ?"He whispered.

I nervously giggled.

"I want you so bad. But you have to finish your homework first fiddling girl. You've got ta workplace for your big prize."

"fountainhead, you sound powerful full of yourself. Who knows if your hawkshaw is a BIG prize ? It could just be a involvement trophy for all I know."I snark.

He pressed harder into me and I gasped.

"Oh ... I guess it is big.."I giggle.

"Can you still feel my fingers inside of you ?"

"‘ Mmm-hmm. I had to get off in the bathroom live on period."

"Oh .... so that's what you were doing in the halls. like I knew ... I would have come helped you out."

"You had a class cuz you're a teacher. You couldn't have left them. They would receive questioned why."

"You're rectify. And I have a stratum right now. We should probably get back in there. Act like you just got some bad news."

"Oh rightfulness. What was that telephone call ?"

"I have a confluence during tiffin. They just called to remind me."

"Hmm ... okeh. I have a encounter of my own."

"Oh yeah ?"He asks confused.

"Yeah. I'll tell you about it after school."

I slip out from between him and the wall and glance back at his hard on. Mmm. Just more thoughts to trouble me.

*****

When the bell shape rang for dejeuner, I grabbed my bag and headed for the west privy. Dylan was waiting for me at the body of water fountains that are never used. I approached him and he smiled at me.

"So this is how it's going to go down. Everyone is headed to lunch. This hall will clear out in a few minutes. You and I will go into the gender neutral bath. You will match me as you please. We will not kiss or have it off. I will not blow you. But I still want this to be fun because I think you're cute."

"Really ?"

"Yeah. smart beefcakes are my kink."

He smirks. We stand there for a few moments as everyone funnels into the cafeteria. When it's clean-cut, he opens the bathroom door and guide me in.

"What a valet de chambre. Thank you."

He steps in behind me and locks the doorway. He wraps his coat of arms around my waist and pulls me close to him.

"So ... no kissing at all ?"He asks.

"Well ... one candy kiss couldn't hurt."I chuckle feeling my walls fall down.

I came into this bathroom with set rules and now I wan na smash them all. I guess that's the return when you've been turned on for four time of day and haven't fulfilled your needs.

We kiss for petty longsighted and then I pull away. He looks questioningly at my lips and then looks into my eyes.

"I'm kinda involved with someone and I don't know if fondling is OK. Or any of this for that thing. We haven't defined the relationship."I confess.

"Oh ... well we don't have to do anything if you want to discourse it with him first."He says as he pulls away.

"No."I say abruptly and pull him back to me."I want to do this. I need to do this. I haven't been satisfied all first light. Four hours of my pussycat throbbing. It's frustrating."

"quartet hour ?"He asks shocked."And you'll only let me have-to doe with you with my script ?"

"Yeah. You can't fuck me. That's definitely reserved for only my guy."

"Well there are former fashion. Like mouths ... if that's cool ?"

"Maybe. We'll showtime with fingers."I lean in and kiss him."And kissing. You're a phenomenal kisser."

He smirks and kisses me again. I feel him perpetrate me over to the bench on the wall. He sits down and I straddle his lap.

"May I touch your tits ?"He asks politely.

"You may."I raise my shirt up and over my head. He licks his lips as he starts to massage my breasts. He tweaks my nipples and I moan."You can use your mouth on them too if you want."

He hesitates for a moment but then decides if I say it's O.K., then he should. His tongue teased my savor and I could feel him leaving little bites.

"No bites. It feels good, but I don't want evidence."

"Well you're gon na assure him right ?"He asks.

"I haven't decided. It's fun sneaking around and I don't wan na bankrupt things if this isn't okay. But I also wan na be truthful. But an angry fuck could be fun."

"Angry fucks are always fun."He chuckles.

At this point I'm straddling his lap on the Bench and his bridge player have rested on my hips.

"You know, you're a lot more fun than I thought you'd be. And a hell of a lot prissy than near guys here. I'm glad you saw my au naturel pussy. You wan na know what I did when I asked to go to the bathroom ? I masturbated thinking about you coming to make out me. fountainhead that and my extremely hot finger's breadth banging this morning."

"You got finger banged this forenoon ? Wan na tell me about it while I eat you out ?"

"Hmmm ... that could be fun."

"Alright sit on the counter. I can put some paper towels down first."He lays some paper towels on the return and helps me up. I lean against the cinderblock paries and he drops to his knee."So, tell me about the hot aurora you had."

"Well it started off when he picked me up for school."He starts licking my pussy and I gasp from his hot breath."We start bantering and I reveal I'm not wearing panties under my skirt. Oh mmmm. And he bans me to the back tooshie because he doesn't wan na get turned on before family. Then I, oooh. Ooooo shag. Then I tease him in the fundament view mirror. I tempt him plenty to touch me while he looks for a billet to pull off. You're really well at this Dylan. Oh god. He parks and climbs in the back with me. Then he pulls me to him and we make out passionately. He slides his fingers one at a fourth dimension into my kitty and finger bangs me expertly. It was the adept I've ... oh oh mmmm ... best I've felt. Then I felt my orgasm coming and I ... I ... I asked him to smack my clitoris. Ohhhh. He did. And I ... fuuuuuck ... shit. Oh oh. I squirted all over his hand.. and.. mmm. His seats ... and oh god ! I'm gonnna ... mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Cum."

I gasp as my body shakes from his clapper, and his lips suction over my clit. I grab at his hair and overstretch him deeper. He chuckles while sucking my clitoris and I cum a second clip from the vibrations.

"Can you still palpate his fingers deep inside of you ? Was it that variety of finger banging ?"

"fuck ... yeah. He's got longsighted and thick fingers."I pant as I compose myself.

"Well maybe while you're fucking him later, you'll call up looking down at me while I ate you out during lunch."

"Oh I hope so. That was good. Maybe we'll have to do this again someday."

"Yeah and maybe I'll get sucked off also. And preferably not in the bathroom."

"We'll see about that. I kinda liked having you serve my want even though you weren't gon na get off."

"Well who said anything about that ? You just said that you weren't gon na give me head. I can still get off without you touching me."

"Oh yeah ? Are you gon na buck off in front of me ? Cuz that's hot. I've always wanted to see your cock."

"Mmm well it's been out this whole sentence. Been jerking it while I ate your pussy."

"So it's superintendent hard ? Mmm. I wan na see."

"What are the magic trick Son ?"

"My pussy is wet just thinking about it ..."I joke as my finger trail up and down my puffy lips.

"Close enough."He jokes as he watches me touch myself.

He stands up and I look down. My eyes get big and my snatch starts to shudder again. It's a rapacity bitch. His hammer was pointing straight out at me. And I could see it was probably about 9 inches long. About how big Mr. Jacobsen's was. But Dylan's was thicker.

"Holy shit."I chuckle."How many girls have you fucked with that thing ?"

"fountainhead I am the family president. Chicks kinda dig that."He brags.

"Yeah. No doubt. But how many ?"

"One."He says sadly.

"Hey that's not a bad thing. If I wasn't involved with somebody, it could be two ... but maybe you just need to be more confident. I mean take care what you've got in your pants. That should be enough to give you a boatload of confidence."

"If I had sufficiency confidence I would cause asked you out a long meter ago."

"Date me ? hoot. And here I thought I was perceived as the stratum slut."

"wellspring that's not how I see you. Although ... after your escapades this morning and our trivial here and now in this bathroom ... I'm starting to think that"trollop"just means a miss who knows what she wants."

I was going to hop down off the counter and buss him after that, but the bell rang and instead I hopped down to pee and strip myself up. As I wiped, I heard a grunting and Bob Dylan moaning"screw ”. I knew he has just finished and he came to the trash can and tossed the newspaper publisher towels I sat on which were now covered in cum.

"I'd rather that to birth not gone to macerate ... but another meter I guess."He smirked at me and left the bathroom.

He checked the hall and waved me out as I finished washing my hands. These hold out few full stop are gon na be torture. My pussy is still destitute because of my mentation about Dylan's stopcock. Mmm and I can still feel Mr. Jacobsen's finger inside of me. I'm unbelievably horny today. Just got ta wait until after school. Then Mr. Jacobsen is gon na pound my pussy and hopefully need tutelage of all of my indigence for today. Mmm I can't delay !