Sexy Stories

Lust part 2

I had been successful in avoiding her so far, I even mentally praised my self. Hey, its not everyday you see someone avoiding that one person you are sexually attracted to just because its morally wrong. But guess the praising thing was done too soon.

Today, she was being difficult, disturbing the class one way or the other. At first I ignored her, then warned her but when she continued I had no option but to give her detention. I don't know if I was hallucinating but  saw a small smirk on her face.

At detention-

She walked in and greeted "Good evening Mr. Williams." 

"Good evening Ms. Kelly, please take your seat and start writing 'I will behave in class' 500 times." I said.

Her eyes wide "what? you cant possibly -".

I cut her off by saying "550 times" .

"but -" she again tried.

I cut her again and said "600 times" and that shut her up.

I might be a friendly teacher but one thing that I don't tolerate is back talk. she quietly sat down and started writing. I took this moment as an excuse to check her out. 

Her brown hairs open with a few strands of hair done in small braids. I imagined them being wrapped around my hand as I do things to her. She had full rosy lips which looked soft and smooth, making me wish I could feel them on my own. Her long and delicate neck on which, I would love to leave love bites and more for everyone one to see who she belongs to. She was a D cup I guess judging by the size through her tank top. I could clearly see the outline of her n*****s straining through her top, If only I could play, suck and pull on them to see how hard they can go. She was wearing a small skirt and –

The moment I looked down further under the table was when my breath caught in my throat. Her legs were spread apart and she had her other hand inside of her pink lace panties, while she wrote with one at the same time. To say I was shocked would be an understatement, while I was busy admiring every inch of her and what I’d love to do to her I never realized when her hand went inside her panties. When I looked up she was already staring at me with lust in her eyes and a 'I-know-you-want-me' look on her face.

I gulped and asked “what are you doing?” I knew the dumbest question ever, yet she chooses to reply with a smirk "what you are watching me do."

Before I could comprehend or ask something else, she got up from her seat and came forward. She threw the notebook and pen on her desk then sat on it.She bent backward a little and again spread her legs more this time. Giving me a clear view of her mound clad in panties. She brought her hand back in her panties which was there previously and started to rub herself slowly while moaning softly.