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 acquaintance Jackie to come in.

`` Woah Meg, are you okay ? '' she asked me when she sat down.

`` Jackie ... I need to assure you something but I do n't live 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 could n'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 do n't ingest 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 comfortableness, but he did n't care. To be honest, I thought it was kinky. The spate of the secrets made my heart race.

About ten minutes passed and he started to authorise out papers. On my test he secret plan back he had his cell number on it. I programmed it into my phone.

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That night I was sitting in my elbow room with my guitar. I was reflecting on the day. I thought about metier Lit and how Laz gave me his number. I thought About the facial expression we exchanged.

I thought about yesterday. I thought about how he dominated me in his schoolroom. His hot hands touched every part of my dead body. His lips kissed my bare skin. His hip, oh how his articulatio coxae connected with mine. His consistency kept gross 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 could n't shake the though ... I was driving myself crazy.

I slide hand down my exertion gasp and chafe my clit softly. I made sure enough I turned my telly up enough so my parents would n't hear me pleasuring myself. I began to rub myself rougher. It felt so good ... just like Laz made me sense. I took my former hand and slid it Down my fret too. I took my power finger and pushed it inside of me.

I kept sodding rhythm with both of my hands as I worked my slit. 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 button surd. I could n't get him out of my head. I fingered myself concentrated and harder until I finally arched my back and threw my head back with a cutthroat orgasm.

I sat up and looked at my record bag. His number was in there. I knew for a fact that he texted because he would do nothing but in our social class. I thought about it for a moment as my affectionateness rate returned to normal.

`` Hi, Mister Laz ? It 's Megan, '' I texted him.

After a here and now 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 material we told each other about. I know that it is extremely unorthodox and frankly illegal, but I did n't worry.

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The next day I went to his way early before socio-economic class started. He said he had a surprise for me and I was bore to get it, whatever it was.

`` Hey, close the threshold behind you ! '' he said with a smile.

I closed the door and walked over to him. He kissed my sass as I sat down next to him. Sitting on his desk was a little smuggled box.

`` So I have this matter that I want you to wear during grade 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 control. I looked at it and them to him. I could palpate my eye widen.

`` seminal fluid on it 'll be fun, '' he chuckled.

`` Is n't that a Japanese thing ? '' I asked.

`` So ? ``

Reluctantly, I let him use up this Amytal 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 do n't shit a scene.

The Alexander Melville 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.

`` nada, sorry iciness wet down my backbone for some reasonableness, '' I said as I shot him a look.

`` Alright ... you 've bee playacting weird lately, '' Jackie said.

`` Alright guys, anyone have any electric current upshot ? '' Laz asked.

I rose my hand and got up. Just as I started to talk, he turned on the vibrator.

`` L-last nighttime, th-the cardinal number w-on fff-four to aught. '' I said choking down a moan.

`` Who did we take on again ? '' Laz asked with a smile.

`` I-I do n'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 soak through wet I was. I wanted nothing more than to taunt the shucks out of him.

I sat with my point buried in my earphone. Laz kept texting me.

`` I 'm so wet right field 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 twist me over and fuck me on his desk, and I would have no objections.

The vibrator was still on and I began to writhe in my seat. It felt unbelievable. I could experience myself build more than and more. I wanted to shout out. I wanted to beg him to know me into future week. I wanted to dominate him. I had to just sit there and take it without spazzing out.

I held my breathing place for as long as I could as this thing went off inside of me. I tried to go on it inside of me, but the tension grew and grew. I felt myself gyrate my rosehip slightly in my keister. I needed to put out, but I did n't desire to draw a big noise and get laughed at. I bit my knuckle and let out a long, controlled sigh. I could find the cum pouring out of me. I hoped wish hell that it did n't show through my pants. Laz saw I was finished and turned the fucker off.