I Still Dont`t Feel Better.... 2

 

*The Day After....... 
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I could hardly sit still, I felt like everyone knew I was naked beneath my skirt and I constantly smoothed my skirt down and tightly crossed my legs. Even though I was terrified that someone might see up my skirt, I couldn't help feeling slightly empowered in a strange way. I felt so sexy! I wanted to explore the feeling a bit more but I had to wait and save my orgasm for Ms Joyce. It was hard enough trying not to think about her in case I phased out and came all over the floor without also thinking about the new thrill of exhibitionism I suddenly felt. So I tried to focus on whatever the fuck the teacher was droning on about and watched the clock tick around. The hours were so long and excruciating, at some point I found myself wishing I could fast forward the clock, I paid more attention to the clock than anything else. During class, Kimberly caught me staring into my watch severally but I pretended everything was just fine. I was so stiff with tension and anticipation.

At lunchtime, I sat in the large dining room with Lara and Kimberly as usual, it was a pretty big room full of noise, tables and heat from the kitchen. I wasn't eating anything, the sheer thought of swallowing something made me feel nauseous. It was like I was waiting for a massive examination, all I could think about was how things would go with Ms Joyce. I just couldn't wait. I began to day dream about her, how I'd walk into her office and the second her lips part to say something, I would push my tongue in between them, I'd taste the insides of her mouth, drawing her tongue into my mouth so I could close my lips around it, sucking it.  Then maybe I'd tear open her shirt and slip my hand inside her bra, cupping her breast as I continue my assault on her beautiful lips. She would reach around my waist and pull my short skirt up before sliding her hands down to cup my buttocks. Then, she'd take hold of the waistband of my panties and roughly pull them apart, tearing the soaking wet garment away from my damp skin, then she would pull me closer and guide my head down towards her breasts. I'd kiss all around her nipple first, and then guide the tip of my tongue around it, making her shiver and squirm, then I'd give her what she wanted, my lips would part then close down, sucking the little bud into my warm mouth. While I ever so slowly tease her nipple with my tongue I'd take hold of her other breast and gently give it a squeeze lest it would feel left out as I continued to arouse its twin. Finally, her hand would glide over my clean shaven, and now fully exposed, pussy. Her fingers would lightly brush against my slit first, and then she'd gently stroke up and down, with each stroke she'd push a little harder and part my wet pussy lips a little wider, and then, I'll feel Ms Joyce's finger on my clitoris and.....oh fuck!!!
But who was I kidding? Ms Joyce liked to dominate. I've always been used to taking care of my girls in bed. But with Ms Joyce, it was different. She intimidated me and made me feel like a new kid. She made me blush, she controlled me. When I was around her, I felt like I've never been with a woman before. I found myself acting like a naive kid for her, I couldn't even be myself.

"You are not eating Lisa. Aren't you hungry?" Lara asked and I snapped back to reality and the beautiful imagery dissolved into the noisy dining room, which seemed much hotter than before. 

"No Lara. I'm not hungry." I replied nervously. I didn't know how long I had been lost in the fantasy but I really could feel fingers on my pussy, unfortunately they were my own. Somehow, probably while my mouth was full of my teacher's breasts in my head, I had allowed my hand to slip under the table and into the waistband of my skirt. It was easy because I wasn't wearing any panties as instructed by Ms Joyce. I quickly withdrew my hand from my pussy slowly and scanned around the room to see if anyone had noticed what I was doing, luckily for me, Kimberly had turned her head and was talking to a girl sitting next to our table and Lara was looking at my face and not where my hands were. My pussy juice was leaking and I feared I might soil my skirt. Good thing, the color was mixed so it wouldn't have even been obvious.  For a couple of seconds my head was on a swivel, I must've looked like some kind of nervous and horny owl! I was relieved to see nothing that indicated I had been watched and breathed a sigh of relief. We cleared the table and returned to the classroom.

"I'm very worried about your issue with Ms Joyce." Lara said to me.

"I'm worried too Lara. But don't let it get to you. Everything will be fine." I replied. 

"I wish you could see her today. But that will be tough." she added. 

"Why is that?" I asked. 

"Well, I heard all the teachers have a meeting today with the Principal. So I'm sure you won't be able to see her today. That's another day gone without us knowing your fate." a worried Lara said. 

I shrugged my shoulders in ignorance. All that while, Kimberly said nothing. It was true that the teachers were having a meeting that day, but Ms Joyce asked me to see her that day, so I guessed she must have something planned out. When it was almost time to see Ms Joyce, I became nervous. I didn't know how to disappear from Lara and Kimberly. It would be difficult. Lara, I could easily manipulate, but Kimberly? There was no fooling that one.
Few minutes later, the best thing happened. Kimberly said she had an aching stomach and had to quickly run home to go use the loo. I almost jumped for joy because I had been beating myself up over what to tell her. Immediately Kimberly left, without much time to waste (as where Kimberly was going was not even far) I was glad I only had Lara to deal with. I told Lara I was going to look for Ms Joyce, and if I found her in the meeting, better. So that other teachers can help me talk to her. Lara said 'Okay' and wished me luck. I left immediately, both running and walking. I was nervous and my heart beat was very fast. But I made it to Ms Joyce's office in no time. I took a minute or two to catch my breath outside her door before giving it a soft knock. 


*Punished Or Pleasured......


"Come on in Lisa." a voice answered from the inside and I was sure it was Ms Joyce. I opened the door, walked in quietly and there she was. Sitting at her desk, just like she was the previous day, alone. She looked quite sexy and I felt my clit throb in anticipation of what was going to happen in the next few minutes. My pussy clenched and I could feel myself dripping wet.

Without being told, I sat down on the same chair i did the previous day. She looked at me sitting in the chair and looking down at the floor. I was remembering what I did the previous day. I was picturing myself in that same chair, naked from the waist down, my legs spread wide open while Ms Joyce watched me fuck myself to orgasm.
I looked up and she gave me a smile as I sat there. I lowered my head again, I wasn't at ease, not completely but I wasn't as terrified as I was the day before. The fear had gone.

"Prompt as ever Lisa." she said with a smile and I looked up at her. I was blushing slightly as she gazed at me.

"You asked to see me same time today Ms Joyce?" I said.

She leaned forward, carefully moving the paperwork from the desk. She had no desire for it to get in the way later.

"Yes Lisa I did. It seems we have a punishment to discuss." she replied.

I squirmed slightly, my skirt rode up as I adjusted.

"So Lisa, you invaded my house, hid in my closet and watched me have sex. And to make it worse, you played with your pussy while you watched Anne and I fuck. I hope you understand that was not exactly a respectable behavior."

I nodded, "I'm sorry Ms Joyce." in my head, I was wondering why she never forgot about that incidence. I mean, It happened a long time ago. I almost got scared again, by th way, how did she even find out?

"I thought when I punished you yesterday by making you fuck yourself until you came in my chair that it might be punishment enough but I think now I was mistaken. I think it will take a great deal more than that to make you understand just what it is you did." she put heavy emphasis on the F-word, as she watched me jump and take a hitching breath. She took a look at my nipples and noticed they were hard under my shirt and she smiled to herself, pleased that our previous play was still having a profound effect on me.

"So I have come up with the following, You will be at my disposal in any way I see fit for as long as I desire. You will do whatever I ask, without hesitation, without questioning. And you will enjoy everything I do to you."
As she paused, my eyes widened and I looked at her, a touch of panic in my eyes as she continued. "Now, first things first, let's see if you've managed to follow my first rule. Stand up."

I hesitated only a second, still under the spell she cast on me from the day before but also feeling a bit overwhelmed at the mess I've found herself in. My short skirt fluttered as I stood up and she knew I was naked under it, just as she had asked.

"Good girl, I see you obeyed me and didn't wear any panties. Pull up your skirt, spread your legs and show me your pussy." she barked at me in a clipped tone and I found myself obeying before I even completely realized she had spoken. Pleased, she watched as my pussy came into view. I felt embarrassed because my pussy was dripping like a river. The sight of me standing there, holding up my skirt was too much for her and she rose to her feet approaching me aggressively as she turned me to face her. She fell on her knees, taking my skirt in her hand as she gave into the hardcore need to finally taste me.

She buried her face between my legs, grabbing my ass to pull me further onto her mouth and without preamble, she let her tongue plunge inside my pussy. I jerked, crying out before grabbing her hair in both my hands. My hips were rocking, rubbing my pussy against her face as she fucked me with her tongue. She moaned at the taste of my pussy, so wet, so sweet before drawing her tongue out to flick repeatedly across my clit. With a free hand, she spread my pussy opening with a finger, pressing against it but not entering my hole.

"Ohmygosh, fuck yeah! That feels so good oh fuck! Ms Joyce, I'm so close." I cried.
It did not take long, I went off like a rocket, cumming on her face and mouth as she took my clit in her mouth and began to suck it gently. I moaned loudly, my hips snapping back and forth as she continued lathing my clit with her tongue, drawing out my orgasm for as long as she could. When it finished, I collapsed back into the chair while she gave me one last lingering lick. Then seizing control once more she calmly stood up, wiping her mouth off before moving behind her desk. She looked at me sitting there dazed and confused and she continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

"You will report to me, at my house, every other day after class, some days, we may play here in my office and you will give yourself to me while I fuck you."
She gave me a stern look as she tried to make me understand exactly what she was saying.
"Make no mistake, I will continue to give you the greatest pleasure you've ever known, you will never leave my presence without having cum several times. But there is a price; you are mine unless I say otherwise and you may not refuse anything I wish to do to you."

I took a deep breath, looking at her in shock and acceptance, sitting up slightly, trying to shake off the fogginess from my powerful orgasm.

"So I hear the seniors fought over you. Were you that much of a slut? I bet you think they fucked better yeah? Did they fuck you well?" she asked with a straight face.

"Ms Joyce?" I was confused. I didn't know how to respond to that.

"What? Are you deaf now? I asked if they fucked you well." she asked again, this time looking more serious than ever.

"Yes-yes Ms Joyce." I replied slowly.

"Did they eat your pussy well?"

"Yes Ms Joyce."

I noticed she had a bit of a jealous look in her eyes.
"Uhumm, has anyone eaten your pussy out so bad that you squirt? I bet you didn't get that." she said with a grin.

"Actually Ms Joyce, once, I did squirt once." I said softly, wickedly bursting her bubbles.

She looked at me carefully, and smiled seductively. "After today, you will realize I am the best." she said as she watched me shudder again, crossing my arms over my breasts. Almost as if I was having second thoughts about what I was allowing her do to me. That simply will not do, this Bitch was determined to fuck me.

She stood up again, this time coming to sit down on her desk right in front of me. I stared at her in confusion as she sat there, her own legs spread wide. She nodded at me.
"I want to see your boobs, take off your shirt." her eyes watched me avidly, her gaze burning bright as I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head.

"Hmm, Nice lacey bra.  I can't see your breasts but I know that they are a nice handful and I can't wait to touch them, take your nipples into my mouth and watch you writhe as I suck on them." she said. Why would she even tell me that? Those were supposed to be her thoughts. Well, I understand that sometimes our lips mistakenly blurt out what our head is thinking. But in Ms Joyce's case, I knew it was no mistake. She did it deliberately to make me desperately want her to touch me. I dropped my shirt and stood there in front of her  with my head hanging down. She reached out to touch me gently, I leaned into her touch despite the touch of fear in me, the one I got when she told me that she was going to fuck me that day and that I would be at her beck and call. She pulled me to her, pressing our bodies together as she buried her nose in my neck and inhaled deeply before moving up to my sensitive ears and blew gently. I shuddered as my own breath started to come in harsh pants. Then with deft hands she reached up and undid my bra. I let it fall between us and it caught on my breasts as she pulled my arms out of it. I was shy once more, not wanting to look at her as she slowly began kissing my neck.

She lathed her tongue across my skin, tasting my sweet flavor as her hands wandered up my ribs and across my stomach before she grabbed my bra. As she pulled it out from between us, my breasts filled her hands and she found my nipples easily. They were hard and ready, poking into the palms of her hands nicely. I moaned and the sound drew her to my breasts like a bee to honey. She closed her eyes as she took one of my nipples in her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue, being sure to softly rub the other one with a free hand. My legs gave way and she pulled me against her as she continued lathing attention on my breast. Then she turned her attention to the other one, bringing it to hard attention in the hot wet confines of her mouth. I was moaning out loud now, my eyes closed, as I leaned against her, letting her have her way with me. After several moments, she set me gently back from her, making me stand on my own as she began undressing. I looked at her with lust as she dropped her skirt, her own pussy dripping down her thighs. My gaze is riveted on it and she smiled to herself. She pulled off her shirt and bra and I watched avidly as her large breasts were freed to my gaze. Suddenly feeling impatient and needing to feel my naked skin against hers, she reached out and wiped the entire surface of her desk free and all her books and papers fell to the floor. Then she turn back to me.

"Bend over the desk Lisa."

I did as she demanded, bending over the desk quickly. She watched me hungrily as I braced myself with my arms, forced to spread my legs as I leaned forward. I stood there, my hands on the surface of the desk, my butt in the air and my pussy gaping open for her to see, she walked around to where she stowed her hand bag. She reached into it and pulled out a toy. As the strap-on came into view, it was the biggest I had ever seen, my eyes widened. I felt my pussy dripping even more as I stared at the latex dick in her hand.
She walked over to me slowly, noticing that my eyes followed her as she moved behind me. She bent over to put it on, tightening the straps and settling the cock into place as I stared at her in lust. It extended out from her, a touch obscene and highly erotic. I licked my lips slowly, unable to look away. She reached down and stroked it slowly for her avid audience. She stepped closer to me, still stroking her dick. She let go of the cock and it hits me softly on the ass making me shudder again and pull away. She slapped my ass lightly, grabbing hold of my hips firmly.

"Don't even think of denying me Lisa." she pulled me back against her, letting me feel the reality of the dick against me. I shuddered but did not resist.

"I'm not trying to resist you Ms Joyce. It's just too big." I moaned.

She smiled as she reached out to touch my ass, letting her hands slide over the smooth skin of my ass. I cried out in pleasure, my hips jerking as I tried to stay still. I had to fight the urge to simply grab her cock and plunge it deep inside my pussy and begin fucking my brains out with it.
She moved closer slightly, and let me feel the sensation of her dick pressed against me. I sighed as her hand fell between my legs and then to my very eager pussy. She began teasing me, sliding her fingers along my cleft, coming so close to my clit but avoiding it. I whimpered in frustration, bucking my hips against her, trying desperately to get her to touch me where I needed it most. But she continued to stroke me, teasing me. She slid her fingers down, towards my pussy opening and there she teased me again, pressing into my hole then withdrawing.
"Oooowwwwww." I cried in disappointment every time she withdrew without truly entering me.

Finally she let a finger slide inside my pussy slowly, teasingly until her knuckles brushed against my pussy. Then she drew her fingers out slowly as my pussy walls clenched around her fingers. She pushed her finger back into my pussy and began to slowly finger fuck me for several minutes. She listened to my cries and moans before adding a second finger, stretching my pussy, prepping me for the fucking to come. I wanted her badly, my pussy was sopping wet like a river but there was nothing I could do. Ms Joyce was in charge and only she knew when it was time to fuck me. Even though I was so fucking horny, I was at her mercy.
I was near the edge, so close to cumming that she feared even brushing my clit accidentally might bring me to orgasm. She leaned over me, pressing her breasts into my back as she spoke into my ear.

"I'm going to fuck you now Lisa. I simply can't wait to get my cock inside that wet pussy of yours. I promise to go slow so just relax and let me fuck you. And don't worry, I'll make you love it. Do you want it?"

"Yes Ms Joyce. I want it. Please fuck me. Fuck my pussy please." I cried.

She grabbed the base of her cock, rubbing the head of it through my pussy lips, using her thumb to find the entrance to my hole. I shuddered as she pressed the cock head into me, its girth slowly stretching me, forcing my pussy to open up around it. She reached around me and placed two of her fingers on my clit, rubbing it lightly as she pressed forward. She had me pinned to the desk as she kept thrusting her cock in and out of me. She moaned at the sight and kept rubbing my clit harder as I whimpered at the sensation.
She pulled back slightly, giving my clit a pinch as she surged forward, burying her cock deep into my pussy. Her pelvis came to rest on my ass as her cock hit the end of my pussy. I jerked, crying out sharply. I tried to get away but she pinned me against her desk and I had no where to go, I stayed still. She kept teasing my clit and placing lingering kisses on every inch of the skin on my back. Slowly, I began backing up against her, encouraging her to go deeper again into me, the need to cum rose again in my pussy.
She flexed her hips, pulling back slowly and I moaned at the loss of her fullness. But then, she pushed forward again, filling my pussy once more.

"You know what Lisa, I envy that cock in your pussy. I wish I could truly feel what it is like to be inside you. But the erotic sight of you bent over my desk, your legs spread wide while I fuck your pussy more than makes up for it." she coed into my ear. "Are you enjoying it?"

"Yes Ms Joyce." I moaned.

She leaned over me, thrusting easily as my pussy adjusted rapidly to the invader.

"Do you like the feel of my cock inside you?" She asked and I nodded wordlessly.
"Are you going to cum on my cock?" ggain, that wordless nod. She smiled as she continued her slow assault on my eager pussy. I was pushing a lot back against her and she picked the speed. I was ready, panting and writhing under her.
I felt my pussy begin to clamor for faster and deeper thrusts, despite my earlier earth shattering orgasm, I was still horny as hell and ready for another orgasm. She slid nearly all the way out of me, holding herself still as I whimpered at the loss.

"Good, because now I'm really going to fuck you." and with that she slid back into me, her cock thrusting into my pussy hard, fast and deep. I cried out loud in pleasure, shaking on the desk as she continued to slam into me from behind. She released my clit to grab my hips and pull me back against her.
"Touch yourself, make yourself cum on my cock. Now Lisa, play with your fucking clit. Rub that clit till you cum while I fuck your pussy" she panted and I quickly obeyed. I pushed my left hand between my legs and rubbed my clit which was wet and covered in my cream.
Her cock slid back and forth rapidly as she fucked my eager pussy on her desk. She knew I was going to cum any second. She leaned over again, fucking me harder, harder and harder.

"I need you to cum for me Lisa. Cum for me, cum all over my cock you slut."
I shuddered beneath her, my cries rising in volume as orgasm tore out of me. I writhed as I laid on the desk and Ms Joyce fell on my back, pinning me to the desk and waiting for my orgasm to come to an end. Her cock was still buried deep inside my pussy. When it is finished, she slowly pulled out the strapped cock from me.

I wanted to make her cum just like she did me. I needed to see her vulnerable and at my mercy. No woman has ever overwhelmed me with her charisma like Ms Joyce did. I didn't know if it was the age difference or if it was because she was my teacher, but I feared her a little. I have never been intimidated during sex with any girl. I had always taken them however I wanted. I watched as Ms Joyce unstrapped the cock, I finally managed to get myself off the table and stared at her beautiful body. Gosh! She was sexy, I breathed in and out deeply, then suddenly, I was overwhelmed with courage, I walked straight to her, looked her in the eyes and said.

"Ms Joyce, I have to taste you," I gasped, my hands shaking and my feet trembling and wobbly from the orgasm I just had. She was now standing in front of me and before she could say anything, I was on my knees now staring directly at her pussy as if I was about to have a conversation with her pussy. Her hands rested on my head and I bent to lick and nibble my way towards her most sensitive areas. I breathed in the smell of her arousal. I ran my tongue up her thigh, teasing closer to her slit. I ran my tongue closer to the edges of her pussy before allowing my tongue to connect with her clit, I concentrated my attention at that point wanting desperately to give her the same pleasure I had just received from her. Her taste had me intoxicated instantly. She cried out and I looked up briefly and I noticed that her breast were covered by both of her hands. She was firmly holding her breasts from beneath as her fingers tweaked and pinched her nipples as I licked a vertical line along her pussy. My tongue ran its way from the bottom of her pussy all the way to the top and then paused briefly to lick on her clit. I drove my tongue deeper into her folds. Her taste and smell filled my senses as I started to eagerly lap at her pussy like a dog, circling her clit with my tongue, teasing along the sides, before sliding one, then a second finger into her. Her hands pressed more firmly on my head, pushing me into her groin. I reached around to squeeze her ass, it was so firm and round. I stroked and kneaded it and she spread her legs farther apart in a tacit request to give me more room to eat her pussy out. Her breath was coming more raggedly and I focused my actions on her clit, feeling it become harder as her orgasm approached. I finger fucked her harder as my tongue continued to lick her clit aggressively.

"Ohhh Lisa, I am almost there. Keep going," she moaned. "There it is, Ohhhh, I'm cumingggg!!!"

She gasped once and came with a small gush over my fingers. My own clit pulsed and throbbed as I slowed my tongue movements. Her orgasm appeared to be as strong as mine had been. Her body shook and spasmed as her eyes rolled back into her head. Her hands clawed at my hair. Her breath coming in short deep gasps.

"That was amazing," she finally said.  Her hands on my head loosened. "Now I see why they fought over you. You eat pussy so beautifully."

I blushed, feeling very proud of myself but still a bit embarrassed about having sex with my teacher. But I was fulfilled that I had a chance to be 'LISA' again. I had made a woman cum. That was the real me. The real me was not one scared girl, atleast not when it came to sex.

She pulled me off my knees and planted a wet kiss on my lips. I could smell my pussy aroma all over her mouth. She hugged me for a few moments then we got dressed. She asked me to pick the books and papers from the floor and arrange them back on her desk. I did as she ordered. After we had sorted our looks out I decided to leave before anyone found out I was there or the other teachers returned from the meeting.

"Tell your class that the Mathematics test has been cancelled, and that they will write it in three days. Better be in class on that day."

I looked at her, smiled and nodded. Then turned to leave. I opened the door and walked out quietly. As soon as I shut the door behind me, I heard a familiar voice.

"Hello SLLLUT."
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I turned around and it was my nightmare, Kimberly. I almost fainted in shock‎.
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"Please don't pass out, I don't have the strength to carry you back to your dormitory. After the multiple orgasms you just had, I'm sure you must be exhausted." she mocked.

"Kimberly, what are you doing here? How did you know?" I asked.

"What do you take me for you little slut. You are one serious wacko doodle if you think you can fool me."

"Shut up Americana. Ms Joyce may hear you. Let's leave here first." I said and tried to grab her hand so we could leave.

"No please Lisa. Don't touch me. We both know where those hands have been."

"What are you insinuating Americana?"

"Oh my God! Can opened, worms everywhere! Are you still going to pretend like I'm insinuating something? Okay let me jog your memory, "owww, I'm not trying to resist you Ms Joyce, it's just so big." Kimberly moaned my exact my words to me. Mimicking me to make me understand she was there all along and that she heard everything.

"What?" I exclaimed in shock.

"Oh! You still can't remember? Okay then, how about this one? ""Yes Ms Joyce. I want it. Please fuck me. Fuck my pussy please." and........."

"Shut up Americana. I'm not denying anything. I just want us to talk elsewhere. By the way, how did you find me?"

"I noticed your body language since morning, I pretended to go to the house, I waited by the corner and when I saw you heading for the staff room instead of the meeting hall, I followed you. I listened to you both through the window. I left the class because I pitied you. You had that stupid sluttish look in your eyes and I knew you were up to no good. You should have just confided in me and i would have gotten Lara out of your way. You poor horny daughter of a gun."

"Americana, please just go and study Criminology, you will be good at it. Idiot."

Okay, for Kimberly to be able to say the exact things I said when I was moaning meant she heard everything from the beginning. She followed me to a tap where I washed my face and hands and also rinsed my mouth, before we headed back to the class and talked along the way. I couldn't hide anything from Kimberly, so I told her everything. Every single detail. She was not upset with me, she liked hearing those things. She only wanted to know if I liked it, she said if I felt cornered or used or abused that she could put a stop to it.

"Are you kidding me Americana? Put a stop to what? Please don't, I'm loving it. That woman is on fire. She is so fucking hot." I said to Kimberly.

"Now you are making me want to be fucked by her. I'm getting so wet just thinking about it."

"That can be arranged. No shit! We can make it a threesome."

Kimberly and I laughed over the idea but it was doable. When we got to the class, Kimberly informed the class that the Mathematics test has been cancelled, everyone was happy saying they were not prepared for the first test and this will give them the opportunity to do better. I was glad that the news was received positively. I wasn't expecting that, but I was happy it turned out well. I loved what was going on between Ms Joyce and I. I enjoyed how she made me feel, she was the first woman to ever intimidate me and I enjoyed it. I wanted more of her, I just couldn't help it. I managed to keep everything a secret with the help of Kimberly. Sex with Ms Joyce was the best I've ever had and I couldn't stop.


*The Last Night..........

Few months later, my set graduated from high school. Kimberly was returning to America to attend Harvard University. Two nights before she left, the three of us decided to go clubbing, dancing and drinking. Luckily, my mother had gone to see her sister who had just given birth and my father was out of the country. We were home alone and bored. So we hit the club to spice up our lives. We agreed not to drive, because we may be too drunk to drive back home. It was an amazing night, we danced so hard. We were so excited about gaining admission into the University as soon as we left high school. I missed high school, I missed Ms Joyce but I was glad I was unto the next levels. After dancing, we went back to the bar to get some drinks. We noticed two beautiful girls sitting at a table across the room. One was dark and the other one was very fair. Kimberly began flirting with with one of them. She was making eye contact with the dark one. She would look her straight in the eye and pout her lips, then wink and then blow a kiss. Lara and I laughed each time Kimberly did that to the dark skinned girl. We teased Kimberly and she would laugh too

Few minutes later, we noticed the dark skinned girl walking towards us. The three of us looked at each other.

"Americana, that girl is coming towards us. What do you think she's coming for?" I asked but Kimberly was quiet.

"Maybe she's coming to ask you out." Lara said to Kimberly. Again, Kimberly was quiet. I thought the girl was coming over to get Kimberly's contact.

"Hey, listen, I don't know who you are but I have to warn you to stop hitting on me. I'm here with my girlfriend and you are making her uncomfortable. " That was the most embarrassing moment I've experienced in a long time. I couldn't believe what that girl said to Kimberly. Did she really have to? But knowing my Americana, she would not take that shit lying down, she will hit back. And just like I thought,

"Ohh sorry darling. I wasn't hitting on you. I don't like chocolates, I'm a vanilla fan. I was actually flirting with your girlfriend, the fair one. Oh! Did you think I was making those faces for you? Naaa. I'm interested in your girlfriend. Tell her Kimberly said hi."

Okay, that was quite humiliating. The dark girl was so humiliated that her knee weakened. I bet she wished the ground could swallow her up.

"You are so despicable." the dark girl spat and made to walk away.

"Yes I know, please tell your girlfriend that." Kimberly said to her in a loud voice. And winked at the fair skinned girl across the room. And the three of us burst into a roar of laughter as we watched the dark girl hurry back to her table in shame and grabbed her friend by the arm and dragged her out of the club.

"Americana, you completely humiliated that girl. Why are you so mean." I teased.

"Well, I did to her what she came here to do to me. She didn't have to come here and spit that shit out off her mouth. Who does she think she is? She could have just enjoyed the flirts. Not come to rub junk all over me in front of my friends. Damn her!"

Kimberly was right though. We continued dancing and drinking until we were totally wasted. We got a cab and went home about 2am. We managed to shower and continued drinking in the bedroom with the loud music. I was so horny and I knew my friends were too. Before I knew what was happening, I felt a hand on my thighs, and it was not Lara's. It was Kimberly's.



   
                    To Be Continued........©