When people ask me why I always stay after school-I tell them I am studying. Of course, that means to them, I am working on homework. Nu hu. I am studying all the ways to have sex, if you want to put it that way. Join my first little adventure would you?


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“Celeste Ringer! After class, please!”
I groaned, slamming my phone onto my desk. Mr Perkinson, my teacher grinned evily. “I am sure your friends can talk to you later.”
I sighed heavily and looked down at my hands. Me and Stephanie, my best friend were talking about going out for my 18th birthday to lose our virginity. Go clubbing, whatnot. It would be easy, me being a mermaid after all. Just sing a little verse, and boom! I’ll be getting a thick, warm cock up my pussy. The bell rang and everyone scurried out, while I quickly texted Steph that I’d be late.
STEPHANIE: no prob. C u there.
I smiled and walked towards Mr P, sliding my phone slowly between my breasts. Mr P was a new teacher, probaly only 27 or 28, and every sane girl in the school had the hots for him. As I approched his desk, I pulled my skirt a little higher, thinking how I’d seduce him, then slip away…
“Celeste. We need to talk about your grades.”
I Whimpered. “Sorry, sir, but I am so busy-it’s my birthday, can we talk about this later…?”
I put my hand on his, and pulled it into the middle of us. “can I get off?”
Just then, I realized his eyes wher glued to my big chest. And I got an idea. Dropping his hand, I zipped my belly top down lower, exposing more cleaverage, and I saw his eyes go wider and a small lump form in his croch area. “Mr P, do you know how Horney your gaze makes me feel?”
Immediately, realizing he was caught, he looked at my face, but only for a second as I zipped the top all the way down and flung it off, revealing my large breasts in a skimpy lacey black bra.