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Please? R U hard?
I had a nearly overwhelming urge to indulge her. Was it really worse than watching her masturbate and painting her bed with my cum?
I was positioning myself and taking the picture as I had the thought. I was already headed straight for hell, so why not?
The picture was a good angle, my cock thick and long and hard, my hand fisting myself. I sent it and started jacking off again as I thought about her receiving it.
K: Cum shot? Please?
Video? Pretty please
It took some dexterity and positioning, but I gave her what she wanted. I was fisting myself and spurting onto her pillow, phone in my free hand. It was insanity.
Her response was quick.
K: I’ll do anything.
Fuck me please please please
As it sometimes happened, with release came a sliver of sanity.
Carter: That’s the end of it.
Delete all these texts and
don’t speak of it again.
I cleaned up, went to my bedroom, and locked the door. I didn’t trust her. I didn’t trust either of us.
CHAPTER SIX
NOVA
I couldn’t concentrate. Mr. North was lecturing the class from the seat behind his desk, a new pattern these days, and I wanted to touch myself there and then. His lessons had become an acute sexual trigger for me.
Instead I sucked on lemon drops and ate his sitting figure with my eyes in huge, hungry gulps. It was an easy way to pass the time.
The classroom emptied, and I didn’t even think about leaving, though I did stand up.
Mr. North seemed to be ignoring me completely, eyes on his computer. A new tactic, but a sound one. If I wasn’t so determined, it might have worked.
I walked around his desk, standing by him and looking at his screen. He was actually working. I bumped him with my hip.
“Don’t start. I’m busy,” he said grumpily.
“Do I smell like you today? I could smell you in my bed last night.”
“I cleaned up after myself. Go away.”
“I found a pillowcase in the dirty laundry. I know your scent now. I want more.”
He was breathing hard, and he wasn’t telling me to go away now.
“I’m not wearing panties. I took them off before class for you again.”
“Stop.” I saw him mouth the word but no real sound came out.
“Touch me and I’ll leave.”
