Up in front of the class, the teacher droned on mercilessly. As a result,Jim felt his concentration slowly slip away from him, drawing him into a realmof daydream and fantasy. leaning on his arm had become a deadly risk,considering he had fallen asleep more than once. Even so, his eyelidsstarted to increase in weight, and it seemed a sysiphean task to keep themopen. Suddenly, a hand slapped down on his desk, and Jim jumped awake. Lookingup, he saw his teacher leering down at him. A beautiful woman, but muchtoo uptight. This time, Jim couldn't see the attractiveness of the studentteacher, simply because he felt so foolish, and his embarrassment flushedhis face, eventually turning into anger. Shifting his weight, he watched as she moved on around the classroom. Hescanned the room, looking for people who he knew would be laughing at him.He was a personable guy, but one who normally took occasional ribbing fromboth faculty and students. In fact, there was one grinning impishly at him.Sarah. It figured. And over in the other corner, Tina. Sheesh! Leaning down on his palm once more, he quickly sat up straight, lesthe accidentally fall asleep once more. Instead, he began fantasizing about thevarious women in the room. Due to the fact that the room was split in halfwith the students facing each other, he had ample opportunity to gaze atsome of the young women's legs. A smile crept up on his lips, as he triedto sneak peeks up their miniskirts without getting caught. This seemed to pass the time well, and he began thinking about what maybe hidden underneath the dark shadows. In his mind, he thought aboutnuzzling into that darkness, wondering if whatever girl that he happened tobe looking at was shaved or not. A glimmer of a smile crept onto his lips ashe imagined them being completley shaven. He looked up to see who he waslooking at now, and saw that it was Tina. Tina had been sitting with her legs crossed, one calf draping downnext to the other, both legs highlighted in black stockings, her high cutminiskirt giving Jim a pleasant aesthetic view of her thighs. Jim staredat her marvelous legs, imagining that he was running his hands all over theirsmooothness. He loved legs, and never tired of watching well defined oneswalk in a sultry style. He had seen tina, and boy could she walk! Tina began to move her leg up and down, as if trying to scratch an itch.Jim paid strict attention, hoping to catch whatever glimpse might come hisway. His imagination began kicking into overdrive, and he imagined puttinghis lips between her thighs, just as she was. He imagined getting on hishands and knees, right there, in that classroom, and kissing her dark patchthrough her nylons. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he thought that shemight be clean shaven, and nuzzled her slit with his nose through thematerial. Tina continued to shuffle in her seat, apparently uncomfortable. Shecontinued to brush the hair out of her face, even though it hadn't fallenthere. All this time, Jim continuously hoped that she would uncross her legs,even briefly. He began hoping she would switch legs, at which point hemight get to see what was forbidden to him. However, Tina didn't uncross herlegs. Instead, she did quite the opposite. She seemed to be pressing themtogether, as if she were in pain, or had to use the bathroom. Jim hoped and hoped, but each time grew disappointed and fell backinto the comfort of his imagination. In his mind, he was showering hercrevice with light kisses, pushing the nylon with his tongue, pulling withhis teeth, feeling her softness with his mouth and tongue, tasting her. In hismind, she tasted sweet and inviting. one of the great things abou imagination,Jim thought, was that there was plenty of room, and no awkwardness. Helapped up his tongue, and ran it up her clit, which had become exposed inhis imagination. Suddenly, Tina doubled over, and groaned, clutching her stomach.Everyone looked at her, with concerned expressions. "Tina," the teacher asked. "Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Tina looked up, and shook her dark hair out of her face. A painedexpression came over her face, and she nodded. She stood up uneasily, andwalked towards the door. Jim, concerned at first, was once more mesmerizedby her tantalizing walk, and couldn't help but keep thinking about buryinghis face into her. Her step faltered, and she almost fell, but Jim couldonly think about how her ass moved from side to side, and he imaginedcaressing it with his hands, pulling her into the reach of his tongue. Tina made it out the door, and across the hall into the bathroom. Jimbegan imagining that she wasn't sick, but actually overcome with desirefor Jim's tongue lashing. He pictured her there in the stall, pulling up herskirt, not even wasting time to remove it, plunging her fingers inside ofher to relieve the pressure building there. He imagined her fingerswhisking against her thrusting hips, determined to make herself come. Heimagined thrusting his tongue deep inside her hole, feeling the resistance ofher muscle walls against the sides of his tongue, while she stroked furiouslyat her clit. He wiggled the tip of the tongue as fast as he could imaginehimself going, and he imagined feeling her muscles contract sporadically asshe came violently. Soon, Tina came back into the room. "Are you back to normal now?" theteacher asked. Tina stiffened, but smiled and said that yes, she was. Tina sat down, and looked better composed. Jim wasn't finished, however,and imagined caressing her inner lips extremely slowly with his tongue.Tina gripped the sides of her chair, and shuddered! Jim's eyebrows shot up,shocked. He imagined licking her again, and she nearly jumped off theseat. He smiled, and looked right at Tina, who had her hands in her lap,legs crossed, and eyes closed. The teacher glanced at Tina, but ignored her,droning on. Jim looked at her, and had a devilish idea. At that point in time, she had her back to the class, writing somethingobviously crucial to her students' very survival on the board. Jim staredat her shapely, firm behind, and imagined caressing it with both hands. Notrudely, but a soft gentle caress. The teacher whirled around, expectingsomeone to be there. Jim smiled broadly. It worked! He didn't know how, but it worked! Forthat matter, who *cared* how it worked? She glanced around the roomsuspiciously, but everyone was still seated, looking at her as if expectingher to say something. Instead, she turned back to the board, and immediatelyfelt the caress on her behind once more. THinking it was her imagination, shecontinued on with the lesson. However, the caresses became more persistent, caressing the backs of herthighs, down around her knees, and back around the front of her legs, upher abdomen, dipping down between her legs, and back up. Her concentrationfaltered severely, and she lost the idea of what she was saying. Sherested her wrist upon the dusty blackboard, taking a moment to regain herthoughts. Unfortunately, she couldn't do it, for the massive body rub hadmoved to her breasts, moving in circular motions rapidly, but not roughly.She looked down, and nothing was happening. For a moment, she thoughtshe was losing her mind. Jim was having an enormous amount of fun. He watched as his teacherlost all control, and had unconsciously began moving her body slightly tohis "touch." He watched the other students begin to talk amongst themselves,wondering what the hell was going on. As his concentration wavered, hersreasserted itself. She began to write the remaineder of the lesson onthe board with renewed vigor. Jim snapped back to attention, and decided to pull out all the stops.He imagined attaching his mouth between her legs, and licking completelyfrom the top of her slit through to the very top of her crack. He imagineddoing this over and over, increasing his speed until going as fast as onlyhe could imagine. The teacher had completely stopped. If she had been facing the otherdirection, who knows what kind of reaction she would have evoked. Hereyes had completely shot open. Her stance had spread a couple of inches,keeping her weight evenly distributed on both feet so that she wouldn'tfall. She felt her behind spread with the unseen pressure, feeling a pleasanttingling sensation along her entire being. Jim imagined burying his tonguedeep within his teacher, exploring her inner recesses with the tip. Suddenly, Jim got an idea. Since he was only imagining things, heimagined that he could reach far within the young woman, "increasing" histongue size. He began to stroke her insides with his tongue, and she felther legs give. Putting her hands back against her desk, she sought toregain her balance. Licking her lips, uncertain of what had overcome her (teaching had neverbeen *this* good!!), she decided that the best course of action was simplyto dismiss class, which she did, trying unsuccessfully to keep hervoice stable. In the back of her mind, she heard the class assemble theirbelongings, and chairs squeaked back against the tile floor. She could not turn around to watch, however. She found that she had nodesire to do anything other than revel in her enjoyment. THe massivetongue inside her flicked back and forth, and her hips began to press againstit automatically. Suddenly, it began to withdraw, and she looked down,almost expecting to see an enormous tongue escape her legs. Then, almostimmediately, it happened. Something very *large* pressedup against herhole, and slid inside of her, spreading her far apart. Somehow, it justkept coming, although it didn't fill her up as if it were really there.She just felt the sensation of it entering her, entering her, entering hercontinually. She backed up onto the desk, and spread her legs, cupping herhands and thrusting them down her skirt. She felt her slit, and found that itwas still the same size as it had always been, yet the sensation of being splithad not changed. She was, however, incredibly wet. Her fingers fell aroundher clit, which was totally encompassed now with her wetness. The massiveintruder (she hesitated to think that anything penile could be that large)continue to enter her, first inwards, and then outwards. Her fingers feltaround the tiny bud, stroking it. Her eyes closed, and she felt her legsshudder as the familiar feeling of orgasm encompassed her. Her mouth opened wide, and she drew in several quick breaths of air,coming in a high pitched squeak. She shoved her fingers inside of her on theonslaught, feeling her muscles grab and twitch at them. Slowly, she camedown from her high, and withdrew her fingers from her skirt, suddenlyfeeling the urge to taste them. She stuck first one finger into her mouth,and then sucked on all the rest. Wiping her hands on her skirt, she then readjusted her hair, and triedto control herself. She turned around, and gasped. Jim stood there, smilingdemonically, turned, and left the room. This was definitely a new talent to be explored!
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