EroticReverie

Christa Carter

I was pissed. Pissed off and fucking confused. Because after letting Jackson slap my tits around and use my mouth and tits and cum all over me. He'd been avoiding me. Not flat out ignoring me, but I could tell the first few days after he'd used me in the locker room, that he was trying to pretend nothing happened. Always "busy" when I'd text him through social media. 

Even in gym, his eyes avoided me, and he even yelled at me when I strayed behind the rest of the class when we were excused from class. It's not that my feelings were hurt, but tears stung my eyes with the way he spoke to me. Of course I didnt let HIM see that though. I'd just called him a prick and turned and left the gym. 

Maybe I was stupid, just a stupid little naive teenage girl, that wanted what she couldn't have. It occurs to me that I could threaten him, that I could blackmail him into doing stuff with me again. I couldn't help it, I was craving him now. I was a little fucking hussy, that wanted to be a little cock sucking homewrecker for her pervy and hot as fuck gym teacher.  Of course I wouldnt actually blackmail him, but I cant help it if the psycho in my fantasizes about it. 

I didn't want to marry the guy, or make him leave his wife. I just wanted to feel as hot as he'd made me feel that day. I'd never felt so sexy with the way he looked at me, the slap of his hand on my breasts and the words that came from his mouth as we did something completely fucking filthy and forbidden. He spends all year side eyeing, and eye fucking my tits in gym class, finally gets to see them and not only that, but fuck them and cover them in his fucking cum, and then what? That's it? 

He was going to make me feel like I was the one that was a pervert? Make me feel like a desperate clingy fucking teenager after he hits on me and fucks my tits and my mouth? Well screw him. I didn't need his stupidly fucking hot body on mine, or that perfect smooth rigid cock fucking me. Even though my pussy was dying to try it out. Dying to fucking ride him like a little slut and feel all that hot cum fill me. 

The side effect of letting your gym teacher fuck your mouth and tits and then pretty much ghost you? It left you horny as fuck. I had masturbated more this past week than I think I have all year. I'd sent him snaps, and photos, trying to make him fucking talk dirty to me, to have them ignored, or have him feed me an excuse as to why he couldnt talk right then. 

But today when he'd yelled at me in the gym. 

"Jesus Christ Christa..let it fucking go. Take a hint." he'd growled at me. 

I wanted to slap him.  I still do, as the tears sting my eyes again as I lay in my bed, touching my clit to thoughts of him. Angrily rubbing my clit, so fucking turned on and pissed off at the same time. I cum so fucking hard I lose my breath and then go again. Unable to stop, I was fucking unsatisfied no matter how many times I made myself cum. 

After a nap and another round of orgasms, I get ready for tonights school dance.

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Jackson James

I knew I should have cancelled, told Principal Morris I couldn't make it to chaperone the dance that they were having tonight. The senior class had raised the money, with the help with a few of their obscenely wealthy parents I'm sure, to host the dance on a fucking party yacht. It was going to be from 9pm until 3 am. The yacht would sail for three out of the six hours, from 11 pm until 2am. 

I knew I shouldn't have come, because I was currently sitting behind a table in a chair trying to control the erection that Christa was giving me in that fucking dress. 

She was wearing a sexy little fucking black dress. It was tight as hell, had long sleeves, a hemline that teased my cock, hitting her mid thigh, and those gorgeous fucking irresistable tits of hers were out more than they ever had been at school. The dress was tight and kept them nice and pressed in that little fucking dress, , the neck line deep, and showing off her fucking gorgeous mounds of cleavage that spilled from the top in the heart shaped neckline. 

I was trying not to , but was currently watching them bounce as she dances , shaking her hot little fucking ass in front of one of the jocks, his hands on her hips, grinding his dick into her ass. 

I'd gone too fucking far. Way too fucking far with her. I told myself I wouldnt fucking do it again, that I could risk having anyone find out and then be known as the fucking pervert who fucked around with teenage girls, SCHOOL girls, for fucks sake. It didn't matter how old she was, if you're a teacher and screw a student, you're a fucking scumbag to the world. 

God...I really, really wanted to be a scumbag with those tits again. It'd been fucking painful for my cock to say no to her this past week, to watch her walk away earlier today after I'd snapped at her in the gymnasium when she tried to flirt. Jesus christ, the girl had no idea how fucking dangerous she was. 

I watch her sneak a drink from the small flask that her date hands her, and she giggles, and I roll my eyes at how not sneaky these fucking teenagers are. I only choose to ignore it, because I was their age once too. And a little liqour in a flask, shared between a few people, wasnt going to do that much damage. 

I grit my teeth as she the guy behind her, one of our football players, a large bulky quarter back son of a bitch, leans down and whisper into her ear, his hands all over her hot little body and coming up her stomach, resting under those gorgeous tits of hers. 

I watch her laugh and turn her head and nod at him, and he kisses her  as she leans back into him, his hands sliding up over her chest, he grabs that big fucking rack of her and squeezes and I watch her tongue flick over his mouth as she turns, and lifts her arms up and around his neck and starts making out with him as their peers dance around them. 

What a little slut. My cock throbs for her as I watch her dance against him, her leg lifting, his hand grabbing her thigh as her dress hitches, and I keep watching between the movement of other bodies. Stop watching, I tell myself. Stop fucking watching. 

My eyes shoot up to her face as her head goes back, her mouth opening, my eyes darting back down to see his hand between them, moving up and down. He's fucking touching her, rubbing that fucking pussy that should be on my cock. 

She grabs his shirt, and lifts her head and leans into him, speaking to him as he nods and I watch her grind against his touch and then her leg is lowering and she's taking her hand and walking off, walking away, both of them looking around, thinking nobody is watching but I am. 

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I take Griffin with me , past an area marked off that we're not supposed to go past, and I drag him up the stairs to the next level of the yacht with me. I was horny as hell, and was sick of waiting for Jackson to fucking get it together and just fuck me.  I'd seen him eyeing us, even when he didn't think I'd seen him. But I could feel his eyes on me, feel his gaze, his eyes missing the fucking sight of me, since he's spent all week avoiding me in class. I could see him out of the corner of my eyes, sitting there, looking grumpy , and ...kinda jealous. Which only made me more wet between my legs. 

Griffin had been trying to get with me for awhile, so I figured, why the fuck not? His cock was hard against my ass the instant we started dancing, and then he wasn't a terrible kisser, so I figured, he'd probably be a decent fuck. 

I giggle as I pull him along the deck, and through glass door that surround a lounge looking area, with plush couched, and seats, a fancy tables by each one. The lights are off, other than the soft glow of led recessed lighting in the ceiling that's dimmed, and the lights out on the deck. 

I push Griffin down into couch with a little laugh and his eyes pop as he licks his lips looking up at me. I see a form of a person move out of the deck in the dark against the dim lights. I know who it is, and I don't look up as I reach behind me, unzipping my dress as Griffin has his back to the glass that we just came in through. Only I can see the man that stands there watching me for the first time in over a week as I strip down to nothing other than my panties and pair of heels. Griffin showers me with curses and compliments as I expose my body to him, and I don't even hear them as I meet Jackson's eyes in the dark. I can't see them exactly, but I can feel them, and I know were both staring into each others eyes right now. 

I look down and Griffin has his cock out, rolling a condom on and I decide that it's Jackson's turn to suffer. I know I could probably tell Griffin to fuck off, and get Jackson to replace him with the way he followed us up here. Knowing exactly what we were going off to do. 

"damn you got nice titties" Griffin says, and I almost roll my eyes , tits I could handle..titties made me only have to push back the fact that I was already bored with GRiffin, bored with guys his age. I needed a man. Specifically the man with thick facial hair, mostly grey, with a body like Joe Mangeanello from Magic Mike, that was looking at me through the dark.

"I always knew you'd let me hit it" he says and I give a little sigh.

"Shut up Griff." I say and he laughs and I climb onto his lap. I wanted to just walk away at this point, he'd killed my mood with his lame words. But I wanted Jackson to watch me fuck. Wanted him to know that I wasnt going to sit around and wait for him while he pretend to have morals and a conscience. 

"oh damn, fuck" Griffin says as I sink down onto him, letting out a soft little moan. He did feel good. I couldnt deny that. He wasnt packing in length, but his girth was nice, real nice, and made me fit so snug around his cock. 

"Damn Christa" he groans, "hell yea" he says as I place my arms on his shoulder, sliding one to the back of his head. 

"Suck on my tits" I instruct him and he all ot eagerly, dives into them, sucking my nipple into his mouth as I start to ride him. 

I watch as Jackson walks slowly closer to the glass, his hands going to his pants, slowly unbuckling them and I gasp in excitment, my cunt clenching for the man in the window as the one inside me thought it was for him. 

"oh fuck" I breathe as I watch Jackson's cock hang hard and heavy, his hand going to it, stroking it as he watches me move, riding another students cock as he watches me give myself to Griffin. 

"mmmfuck" I moan as Griffin leans his head back with a groan and I move faster, bouncing hard on his cock as I place my hands on his shoulders, letting my tits bounce hard for Jackson as Griffin just closes his eyes and lets me ride him. 

"Slap my tits" I moan and Griffin lifts his head. 

"Yeah?" he asks excitedly, his eyes lighting up. I nod with whimper. 

"Slap the fuck out of them" I moan and buck my hips harder and he groans. 

"Damn , you're a little freak" he says, slapping my breast. Then the other. His slaps are so fucking pathetic. They barely register anything on the pain scale. He keeps slapping them and I groan. 

"Fucking slap them Griff, harder" I groan as Jackson pumps his fist, his arm moving fast as he watches another man do the things to me that he did in the locker room. 

"I'll hurt you" Griffin says and I groan. 

"No you wont...just fucking do it...please...please" I beg, needing him to handle me the way Jackson did, needing him to slap them like he owns them, like he's punishing them for teasing his cock the way Jackson did. 

His slaps are little bit harder, but not enough and I cry out, grinding my cunt on his cock. 

"Just fuck me" I groan. 

His hands slapping to my hips as he grabs them and thrusts into me.

I cry out and grab his face and pull it between my tits and he groans as I shake my breasts in face as he grunts and Jackson's eyes are on mine as my mouth parts as I feel Griffing thrust into me, jerking his hips, and I know he's cumming, know he's done, as he stills me, his cock unable to handle it, growling as I move slightly. 

"fuck, damn girl" he says panting heaving against my chest.

"You fuck like a porn star" he says and I just make a small hum and then push up off him. 

"Thanks Griff." I say and he leans back , panting , looking at me as I grab my dress.

"You cum?" he asks. I want to laugh. 

"No." I say not lying. 

"You sure? I always make girls cum." he says. 

I cock my brow and pull on my dress.

"Yah. I'm sure." I say with an eyeroll that he doesnt see.

"Zip me?" I ask, stepping back. 

"If you wanna wait, we can go again" he says.

"I'm good." I say. 

"Don't be a bitch" he says and I roll my eyes. 

"I'm not Griff...just cause i didnt cum, doesnt mean it wasnt good."

"Yeah, I know that." He says defensively. "I know my shit is good." he says and I just shake my head.

"Can you just zip me please?" 

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Jackson James

I move out of the way , off to the side as I watch her let the ogre of a football player stomp his way out of the glass encased room, leaving her in there, alone. 

When I know he's gone, I walk back around, peering in, seeing her sitting there in the dark on the couch, where he was, her back to the door. I push it open, my cock back in my pants as I step in. 

"Enjoy the show?" she asks when I stand there a moment. 

I walk forward, she doesnt turn her head and I walk around the couch, standing arcoss the fancy glass coffee table and look at her sitting there, arms and legs crossed and looking at me. 

"What are you doing wasting your time fucking boys that can't make you cum?" I ask. 

Her eyes narrow. "Taking a fucking hint Mister James." she throws my earlier words back in my face, my nostrils flare. 

I walk over, and I sit down, grabbing her and pulling her over my lap as she squeaks and protests, but barely as I bend her over my knees and lift up the back of her dress and slap her ass. 

"Fuck you!" she wiggles and her legs kicks, I spank her again, harder. 

"Knock it off." I growl. 

"Screw you! Take a hint JACKSON, I don't want you-"

She yelps and then moans when I slap her ass again. 

"Shut up Miss Carter." I tell her as I push her legs open and rub her cunt, my fingers sliding up and down between her lips, and they're soaked, so fucking soaked and I groan. 

"how about you be a good little bitch, and let me make this pussy cum Miss Carter." I say and she lets out a little pouting "hmpf" and then gasps as I slide two fingers inside her. 

"You need a man Christa....someone who knows how to slap those big whore tits of yours around...how to treat you like the nasty , dirty little girl you are..." I tell her, my fingers pumping in and out of her teenage pussy. 

"uh huh" she moans, and I grin at how easily she gives into it. Forgetting how badly she wants to punish me or make me regret avoiding her all week. 

"I never stood a chance at staying away from you..." I tell her and she moans. 

"don't do it again" she moans. 

I grin. "That right? You need me Miss Carter? To school those big tits and this little cunt?" I ask and she moans and nods.

"yes" she hisses.