The bus was barely able to get to school its rusted through chassis almost breathed through the bus but when it stopped at the gates [YN] realized that she had picked up her journal instead of her english book, it was embarrassing to think that after last night and the amount shed wrote in there ,especially about him, shed now be literally bringing it right in-front of him, 'what if he saw it?' She thought 'what if he read it?'
She got of the crowded bus and clutched the journal tightly to her chest, with every step the book jiggled and her chest jiggled almost synchronously. She ran to first lesson she forgot that registration had been canceled she dodged and weaved all the teachers and students, she had geography and there was only one teacher she was afraid of in that school and it was mr clark, a tall beast of a man with a shiny bald head and although he was tall his legs looked like thin stalks holding up this mans giant frame. She slumped into the classroom expecting the same old greeting but when that didnt come she looked up shocked, at the desk sat Mr Lloyd who smiled at her and waved gesturing her at the front could sit infront of him if she wanted to, she nodded and giggled rushing to the front with the thought of her dream fresh in her mind and a journal containing all her deepest thoughts, mr Lloyd turned to her after setting up the class taking the register and setting up cover work and sighed,
Al: "hey [YN], I'm sorry i left you on read last night i got tired and fell asleep"
[YN]: (trying to stay as calm as possible with him leant in towards her) "its fine i fell asleep too"
Al: "right you watch this and ill make sure everythings alright, between you and me i have no idea what to do in geography!"
Al winked and sent shivers down [YN]'s spine, she could feel herself getting wet and the tight panties she threw in this morning weren't helping, they acted more as a sponge and she could feel them getting more and more wet the more he looked at her. She stood up quickly and said,
[YN]: "i need the toilet"
She ran out before Al had a chance to respond but when he looked at her chair the same wet patch as the other day had been left where she sat and her journal sat on the table right infront of him as if it was beckoning him too take a peak, there was a pink bookmark sticking out of a page quite far in too the journals creased pages. While Al was pondering wether to peak or not [YN] ran into the toilet realizing that on her way out shed grabbed a pen instead of the journal that had all her most personal private thoughts on it. She turned the pen that was shaped like the handle of a hairbrush with the initials 'A.L' on the side. Her heart skipped a beat and almost instinctively her and went for her breast, a wave of major arousal flooded her senses and before she knew it her soaked panties were around her ankles with her tights and skirt.
Her finger trembled over her clit and she slowly started to rub up and down brushing past the hair that shrouded her pussy, her eyes were fixed on the pen his initials made her feel 100 times more intense and her fingers slipped into her pussy, a sharp gasp followed by a grin escaped her mouth and she started trying to reach her g-spot just missing with every stroke trying to mimic how Al did it in her dream, she thought to herself while trying to cum 'i need him, i want his fingers inside me' then almost is if a lightbulb moment went off and the pen she had been staring at slowly moved down towards her pussy, she breathed deeper and quicker almost hyperventilating at the thought of what she was about to do and while rubbing her clit slowly pushed Mr Lloyds pen into her tight, wet, hairy pussy very quickly finding her g-spot and massaging it with the tip of the pen. Her moans grew louder and louder and her legs started to shake again 'i'm so fucking close' she thought to herself as her legs clamped together on the pen as it slipped deep into her pussy as she came all over it.
She relaxed as the wave of pleasure that engulfed her almost evaporated away and she slowly pulled out the now soaking wet pen, she looked down at the mess shed caused, her panties were soaked through and putting them back on would only cause more issues. She reorganized what she was wearing and put the panties and the still soaked pen in her blazer pocket before pulling up her tights and sorting her skirt which was now barely covering her pussy that was bow very visible through her tight tights, she tried walking out but could only manage a few steps before almost collapsing at the sink and looking in the mirror she saw that she had ripped a button off while grabbing at her breast. She neatened herself up and stepped out confidently marching back to geography where she was greeted to the sight of Al legs up on his desk reading through her journal chuckling to himself while on her most recent page. He looked up and quickly shut the book throwing it back in her place trying his best to look inconspicuous, her heart sank. Did he find it funny? Thats not how it felt to her for all she knew he thought she was just some stupid girl with a crush. She rushed over to the desk and snatched her book not saying a word to Al and then stormed out of the class tears welling up in her eyes. Al looked out confused but after what he'd just read he was more excited than anything else, [YN] ran off and hid where no one would find her clutching her journal that she felt had been violated.
The day past quickly and she had built up the confidence too see him again, the final bell rang and she shot up marching her way towards his classroom like a woman on a mission, she pushed past people on the corridors and stopped at his door breathlessly reaching out for the door handle her hand shaking she knew what she wanted to say but didnt think she had the confidence to talk up to him, it all sounded silly in her head, but the fact she wrote down what she wanted him to do to her set her right. She needed to address it to him and tell him be was in the wrong, the door swung open and there he was,
Al: "come in [YN] we have something to talk about"
Her heart sank and she stepped into the classroom fists clenched and took a deep breath standing in front of him by his desk, she failed to notice him lock the door or the fact his windows had been covered,
[YN]: "before you say anything i just have to say you shouldnt have gone through my journal, that was my space and i like to keep it too myself!"
Al scoffed and grabbed the book from her again a panicked look shot over her face and she froze
Al: "i quote 'he stretched his long hands around my neck and i could feel my pussy getting wetter at his touch i knew it was wrong but i wanted him so much!' These are your fantasies aren't they?"
She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes he slammed the book on the table and walked over slowly to her,
Al: "these are your fantasies ... whore!"
His ringed fingers clasped her neck and a soft moan left her lips the anger she had felt for him vanished within seconds and all she felt for hum now was unconditional and uncontrollable lust, with one hand on her neck the other traced her body running down to her skirt and she quickly nodded but he waited,
Al: "what do you say missy?"
He said though a grin waiting for the right words to leave her mouth,
[YN]: "p...please touch me sir"
His grasped hand didn't flinch as the the other ran over her tights feeling how wet her pussy was underneath, with a single move he tore a whole through the tights and started touching her wet pussy and moans rang out from her mouth while he leant over her. He pushed her down onto the table and told her to 'stay down or else' she wanted to move, to disobey, to do anything but she was almost paralyzed as he moved down to the fresh hole he'd formed in her tights, she could feel his breath on her pussy as he got closer and closer and before she knew it as if he knew her inside and out she could feel his tongue pressing against her clit rubbing softly up and down slightly flicking it with every lap, she writhed about on the desk but a quick grab of her wrists pulling her down soon stopped her squirming and with one hand he held her down preparing the other to slip inside her tight wet pussy, his fingers felt better than she could have ever dreamed of he curved them slightly once they were in and the combination of his tongue on her clit and his fingers stroking her g-spot sent her into an almost primal frenzy, the only noises she could make were animalistic groans and moans followed by an occasional 'more sir!' And 'please' which made him go faster, before he knew it all the muscles in her stomach started to tense up and her thigh's clasped the sides of his head, he heard a moan erupt from her followed by a rapid loop of 'no' he moved away from her and stood up wiping away all moisture from his mouth and firmly asked,
Al: "shall we go back home?"
[YN]: "home? My home?"
Al: "no mine! Unless you want to go home..."
[YN]: "NO! (She eagerly erupted) can we go back to yours?"
He put his hand out and she stood up barely able to stand it was if she could still feel his fingers inside her, she tried walking but not to much success as he grabbed his coat bag and keys leading her out to his car, the fact that she'd destroyed her tights played on her mind as rip marks and ladders ran down the tights almost to her knees and she knew that people would probably see but with the excitement of what was to come she didn't care. She hastily pulled out her phone and messaged her mum 'im staying at a friends tonight' and then got in his car deja vu set over her and with a response from her mum 'ok' she smiled and looked over to her favorite teacher and was excited for what was to come.
End of chapter 6
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Love and literacy, a tale of two souls
FanfictionA new literary teacher has no choice but too admit his feeling for his supposedly difficult student. Will love prevail or will he have too struggle with his feelings for [anon] Reading is your only way too find out!!
