I’m the sweet shy girl in the center of the classroom with a cute pleated denim skirt and soft cotton panties. I even smell sweet, like vaguely warm vanilla, sugar cookies, and strawberries. I try not to draw attention to myself and use my dainty hand to cover a sweet little giggle when the rowdy boys disruptively say inappropriate things. I blush as I realize I don’t have complete control of over my own laughter. I suppose I am a school girl phone sex sweetheart and I have an innate giddiness inside of me that to bubbles to the surface at any given moment!
When Mr. Stone corrects Clayton for being a bad boy in a serious but calm tone, I feel a tingle in between my warm thighs. Mister’s authoritative reprimand of Clayton caused a reaction underneath my skirt. I could feel the wet spot forming in the paneled part my panties. I instantly began to blush again. My bashful reaction caught Mister Stone’s eye! I fiddle with my Number 2. pencil and try to ignore the embarrassment that I feel flushing my pale cheeks from rosy to a hotter more stinging shade of red. I feel as though Mr. Stone can see right through my good girl facade, and he knows. He already knows I’m a such dirty slut that when I go home sometimes after school’s out and no one else is home, I plunge my tiny hand right into my pink and white cotton panties and massage all that creamy wetness right into my smooth kitty cat until I cum. I’m afraid he knows I think of him while I do it! I try so hard to be a good girl and I’ve never been a good liar at all. What if Mister Stone has detected my secret school girl phone sex addiction and turns me into one of those submissive sluts so eager to please? Or even worse: what if he finds out, and thinks it’s immoral for a teacher to fuck a student!
I manage to distract myself from my embarrassing secret when Mr. Stone starts teaching his lesson to the class. And before I knew it, the class was dismissed. I began to pack my notes into my navy cloud and rainbow backpack when I heard. “Lacey, I’m going to need you to stay after class.” I frozen in place, my eyes got very big and wide. I just nodded. I could feel my stomach in my throat. What will my irresistibly sexy and controlling teacher do with his shy but very eager school girl phone sex student?
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