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She felt bad for him suddenly and offered him a look of sadness. Puffing her lower lip at him she winked back at him.
Nelson nodded and shrugged it off. He knew she was a worthy tease. She took her own risk to show him her perfect tits.
Out of nowhere the time passed by and the bell rang. As the students filed out Molly waited. Caleb realized her delay and motioned for her to approach Crandall. He then left the classroom.
Molly stood up and strolled to the side of Nelson's desk. He remained seating.
"Can I help you Miss Indrabooty?"
She smiles warmly, "I am sorry, Sir."
He fidgets, "Just as well. Fun while it lasted right?"
She giggles, "It was indeed. I am shocked I did that myself. It was a first."
"We should just chalk that up to stupidity on both our parts. Thank you for your temptation and your discretion. I'll zip my lip if you do."
She frowns nervously tapping her toe on the tile floor. Biting her lip she looks to make certain nobody had entered the class. Hopefully Caleb was keeping them at bay.
"May I see him?" She continues biting her lower lip.
Shocked he swiftly unzips and drags out a seven inch cock. She marvels at it and continues to dart her eyes from his dick to the door.
"It is quite purple."
He grits his teeth and starts stroking himself, knowing his next class was minutes away. It takes him less than two minutes to detonate a mass of cum on his knuckles.
She drops her jaw, "Thank you. Another first for me."
As he starts to put it away she blurts, "Wait!"
She then reaches down and uses a finger to gather cum from his crown. In a burst of adrenalin she smiles holding her finger up in front of him. She then lifted her shirt to expose her left tit. Circling her wet finger around her areola she rubbed it in. With a smile she lowers her shirt.
"No more Battle of the Bulge. I won." She jests unlike her usual self.
"You are an amazing young lady. I look forward to the rest of the year."
"A good Teacher I hope." She winks once more and scurries away.
Nelson luckily had a wet wipe in his desk.
In the hallway Caleb and Wyatt waited. As she stepped out avoiding new students entering behind her, she marches up to Caleb and gives him a hug.
Caught off guard he shrugs toward Wyatt.
"What's this for?"
She grimaces, "I thought you said you were my new boyfriend. Can I not hug him?"
Taken back Caleb puckers, "Sure you can. We need to get to next class. You up for more later?"
She sighs, "Why would you ask me this? I thought you were the leader here."
He nods arrogantly, "Damn straight. Let's get that shirt off before the end of the day."
She lifts her shirt briefly to show He and Wyatt. Wyatt huffed and took the chance of reaching under the shirt and squeezing her tits. She flared her eyes brilliantly.
"Goddamn those are nice." Wyatt growls.
"Be careful. My boyfriend might get jealous." She giggles.
Caleb shakes his head, "Nope."
Pouting she races away to her next class.
Both boys had serious wood.
"You've created a monster already." Wyatt nodded.
"She was already a monster. She just needed a healthy does of "BOO"."
"Dude! You're scaring even me."
Caleb chuckled and slugged Wyatt in the shoulder.
"HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Wyatt would never catch his assailant.
- COMMENTS
SZENSEIalmost 7 years agoAuthorI've written hundreds of stories over the years. So in all honesty I have a stockpile saved. I pick and choose what I feel like offering here in Literotica.
Not all of my stories are erotica however. I also write Syfy, Espionage, Action, and even a Western. None of those fit this genre other than the occasional sex scene within.
Perhaps I overlook description but I guess I don't notice it until people speak up. Smaller chests will be taken into account. And, for the record I don't think I've ever used a EEE cup on any gal I've written. lol...Lord that's massive.
Thanks for the kind words and the defense. Some commenters just don't want to give up their rants and abuse. The way I see it, they must continue to read what I write in order to KNOW it is bad in their opinions.
Those fellows/ ladies can stop reading them at any time and go where they are happier. No one especially myself force them to stay.
I'm glad you stuck around my Friend.
Thanks again.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoYou have a unique view of exhibitionist stories. Your girl "show offs" are sluts or on their way to becoming sluts. Your other main theme is 20% of every girls weight is in her tits. I can deal with both although to be honest they are not my fantasies. It does puzzle me that some people have to comment so rudely when they do not like your stories. I try to simply not read the works of authors that are chronically disappointing. The stories are free so to those who complain - find something else to do with your time! I hope you keep writing - you have a fresh perspective even if all your girls are huge titted sluts. I am impressed you can churn out so many chapters so quickly - wish I had that skill. My only suggestion is keep in mind your audience is made up of voyeurs. Nothing is more a turn off than reading stories about a near nude girl with nothing describing her body and lots of dialogue on other topics. If you want to call your stories slut wife works then dialogue sex and little describing a girls outfit or appearance or body parts beyond 36 EEE is fine - but you may find a little more attention to a girls appearance will generate more positive comments. Just a thought.
