Love and literacy, a tale of two souls

Chapter 4: The captains harpoon

her eyes scanned the room as she came out of her daze, a silence was shrouding the classroom and she realized she had been sleeping for almost half an hour and most of the class was packing up ready to leave for the day Al stepped over her and lent against the wall looking down at her with a grin across his face.

Al: "did you have a good sleep [YN]"

it was hard for her to look him in the eyes especially after the dream she had just had, it was as if she could still feel his lips touching hers embracing each other, she felt an urge to stand up and kiss him in front of everyone she wouldn't care what others thought but she also knew that by doing that she would ruin every chance she would ever have with this tower of a man, all these thoughts came to a crescendo and were then quickly broken by a harsh buzzing. [YN] looked down to see what it was 'mum' was calling and without explaining she rushed out the classrom and answered

[YN]: hi mum whats up?

she asked catching her breath the run didn't wear her out but the constant thoughts had drained her

mum: "i heard you'll be staying after school, dinner will be in the fridge when you get home, don't embarrass us again"

before she could get a word in edge ways the phone hung up, she rushed into the bathroom to collect herself all of the thoughts and feelings were too much for her to handle she sat down and locked the cubicle a moment alone was all she needed, the bell rang and with that she heard everyone rushing outside and in that moment alone with her thoughts only one thing came to mind: his lips the way they felt in her dream and the way she imagined him tasting her hand traced the buttons down her shirt while her thoughts jumped from one thing to another, his bright blue eyes, his muscles on show through his tight black shirt, his loose tie and unbuttoned shirt, his long ringed fingers with her final thought as her fingers met the seam of her skirt was the outline of his long cock pressing against his tight trousers.

her hand pushed past the seem and all she could feel was her soft cotton panties that got gradually more wet the further her fingers traveled down and a sharp gasp left her slightly parted lips. was it the dream or the thought of Mr Lloyd's cock that had made her so wet? she didn't care all she knew was that she didn't have long to do something about it. she lifted the top of her panties and ran her finger over her soft long hair reaching the opening of her pussy slowly pushing her finger in to make it wet enough she lifted it slightly and started running circles around her clit moaning slightly with every circle complete, she quickened her pace and flashes of Al's cock and chest, muscles and fingers all darted across her mind. it got more and more intense a wave of pleasure shot across her body and before she finished she grabbed her breast squeezing as hard as possible and with one last circle around her clit her legs tensed up and and squeezed she let out a large moan, shaking as she finished. panting and sweating, she heard footsteps and a familiar voice called out.

Al: "[YN] are you in there? is everything alright? ill be in my classroom whenever youre ready to come back, ok?"

[YN]: "i... ill be out in a minute!"

she shouted out panting as she heard the footsteps slowly drift away, Al stepped back into his classroom and gathered up the books that had been thrown around sighing thinking to himself 'why do i put in the effort if they're going to act like this?' he stepped over to [YN]'s seat and picked up the neatly positioned book with neat engravings all over the cover, a nice decoration with little mess and noticing it put a smile on Al's glum face with a small chuckle exiting his previously frowning mouth he placed the book on the desk ready for the 1-1 tutor time going round the table to push in her chair noticing where she sat a large wet patch, he quickly pushed in the chair blushing from cheek to cheek realizing what it was after all she had been asleep for a long time but the question that had started to plague him was, what was she dreaming about that had caused such a reaction? the door slowly creaked open and in came [YN] looking flustered and worn out sweat permeated her shirt and the un-tucked front left her looking rather scruffy .