She was sitting next to me. She was beautiful. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. Her features were amazing. She look beautiful even if she wasn't smiling. The way her lips were, how her hair fell, the blush of her cheeks. I snuck looks at her all during class, pretending to look at the teacher, at the board, looking at her while her head was turned. Her perfume wafted over me and fuzzed my brain. I couldn't get her out of my mind. Psych was not going to get through to me today.
Then she fell asleep. She was like a perfect little angel. I stared at her unabashed. The teacher made a loud noise and she awoke. She nearly caught me staring. She gave me a little look. Then she stretched. She put her heads behind her head and yawned, causing her chest to be puffed out. Her breasts looked perfect, the right size and shape. She actually caught me staring this time. She looks me over and then smiles.
She writes on a piece of paper, "Like what you see?"
I write back, "Hell yes."
"Me too, wanna do it?" I look up surprised. She winks at me. I nod at her. I stand to leave but I don't get very far. As soon as I stand she attacks me. She pushes me up against the wall. Her lips mash to mine. I feel the gaze of everyone in the class. It takes me a minute, but I finally begin to return her passionate kisses. Her tongue is in my mouth and we play. The teacher, Mrs. K, says something but I can't comprehend it. My hands begin to roam under her shirt and I push off from the wall and I push her onto the desk. She's sitting on the desk and we continue kissing. I take off her shirt and throw it away. Her yellow bra is visible to every one in the class. Guys are starting to hoot and holler.
"What's your name again?" I ask her.
"Mary," she pants.
"I'm Cal, Nice to meet you," I say, then I resume probing her mouth. The teacher comes over.
"This is quite enough!" Mrs. K tries to push us apart. Mary stops kissing me and grabs Mrs. K. Their lips lock. Another cheer goes up from the guys. Mrs. K breaks free from Mary's grasp and moves away, looking very stunned. Mary's mouth finds mine again.
We don't kiss for long as I begin to kiss down her shoulder. I as I kiss to her chest I push down her bra straps. Anyone looking could have seen many of the guys had sprouted erections. Even the girls were watching our display. Mrs. K had moved to a corner.
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