Damien Kova
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Dealing With Unexpected Lust (Jasmine OC-Tober)
🕑 Added 2019-10-11 17:00:02 +0000 UTC
Masturbating in her classroom is something Jasmine knows she shouldn’t do. But when her best friend sends her nudes while she’s trying to work, what else is she supposed to do?
The school day had come to a close a few hours ago and Jasmine was sitting at her desk, on her laptop, and staying late once again. A quiet and bored sigh left her lips as she looked from the screen of her laptop to the empty classroom right in front of her, her crystal blue eyes immediately darting over to the closed door that separated her from everyone else in the building.
From teachers staying late to get work done just like her to students who were staying for clubs or sports, she could usually hear dozens of voices in the halls. But, for some reason, today was quiet. Jasmine didn’t know if it was because of Winter Break coming up soon or if today was just an off day for the clubs. But she didn’t really question it as she got up from her desk and made her way toward the door that separated her classroom from the rest of the school.
As she approached the door, Jasmine stopped for just a moment when she spied her own reflection. Just enough to see her light mocha skin, her white hair with black dyed stripes laid throughout, and the gentle smile that she always seemed to carry while present in her classroom. “It’s no wonder some of your students don’t pay attention in class. If I had a teacher that looked like me growing up, I wouldn’t pay attention, either.”
A playful giggle left her when she took another step forward and finally got to the door. The English teacher pulled her glasses from her eyes and peered out of the small window at the top of the door. She wanted to see if anyone was roaming the halls right now, hoping that no one was and this nice quiet could continue for just a little bit longer. As she turned her head to peer from hall to hall, Jasmine heard her laptop ding to notify her of a message. Her crystal blue eyes shut for just a moment as she thought about who it could be. “I swear if that’s Amanda asking if I’m going to be home for dinner, I’m going to slap her when I get home.”
When she made her way back to her desk, Jasmine happily sat atop the furniture like it was just another seat for her, making sure that her plump rear end didn’t knock the “Miss Winters” sign off the desk. She crossed her right leg over her left as she turned and reached for her laptop. When she turned the device enough for her to get a good look at the screen, she pulled up the notification that she had gotten and her jaw dropped the moment that it fully loaded. It was her roommate and best friend, Amanda, alright. But it was Amanda standing in the kitchen wearing nothing but an apron that was clearly too small for her and a smile on her face.
I hope you can make it for dinner! My client left early and I’m preparing something special for you!~
Jasmine’s eyes glazed over the caption for just a moment before they fell back onto the picture that was sent to her. She always loved and admired the way Amanda looked, especially in a picture like this. The way her fiery red hair flowed down to her rear end to cover it while the apron barely covered her ample chest. And those eyes. Those shimmering emerald eyes. Jasmine had been in love with those eyes since she first met Amanda. But to see them glazed with a sense of lust brought her own spark of lust into her.
As she stared at the picture of her best friend, the young teacher absentmindedly uncrossed her legs and slowly brought her left hand to her breasts. She remained quiet as she stared at the picture, taking in every aspect of Amanda’s body that she could while she was alone. However, Jasmine was so engrossed in her friend’s beauty and sex appeal that she failed to notice her fingers sink into her skin through her white top, only hearing a loving moan that pilled from her mouth due to the mild pleasure. Her lips curled into a lustful smile as she continued to gaze at the picture, lost in its beauty while she continued to squeeze her breast.
The pleasure that she was bringing herself rose more and more as the seconds ticked away on the clock in the classroom. All while Jasmine kept her eyes locked on the picture and didn’t mentally acknowledge the fact that her right hand had now drifted underneath her thigh-length black miniskirt. However, the moment that her fingernails dragged along her slightly wet slit through the black panties she had on, a blissful and shocked gasp escaped her lips.
“W-What am I doing? I can’t possibly do something like this in my classroom.” Despite knowing that what she said was the truth, Jasmine couldn’t bring herself to quell her lust and continue with her work. Not when another picture popped up in the chat she had pulled up on her screen. This one showing Amanda sitting against the counter with the apron off and her long hair covering her breasts. Though, now that the picture was taken from the front, Jasmine could see that her friend was wearing a thong and not just going around bottomless in their home.
Unfortunately, that sparked her lust even more, causing quiet but distinctive pants to leave Jasmine as she started to unbutton the blouse white blouse she had on. Her body craved someone’s touch. Whether it be Amanda, herself, or even a student. She just wanted someone to have their hands on her body. And with the knowledge of what could happen if she had a student all over her in the back of her mind, the English teacher knew it’d be better to have her own hands on herself, even if she was caught.
The quiet but distinctive pants that left Jasmine quickly began getting faster as she fully unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her skirt up far enough to expose her plump rear end. Being a woman that found no need to wear a bra most of the time, it was easy for Jasmine to bring her right hand up from her skirt to her left breast. She didn’t hesitate to toy with her breast while her left hand drifted between her legs.
In the matter of a moment, Jasmine had her body turned to face the back wall opposite of her desk while her head was turned to stare at the screen to her side. She slowly dragged her tongue along her lips as she slipped her hand into those panties that she was wearing. Immediately when her fingers dragged along the entrance to her womanhood, a shameless moan radiated from Jasmine’s throat. Her lips curled into a smile and there wasn’t any hesitation to slide two fingers into herself.
“I really shouldn’t be doing something like this. But I can’t help it… Why does my friend have to be such a tease?” A heated breath spilled from her lips as she sank her nails into her breast now, adding just the smallest dose of pain into her pleasure that she could. But that pain didn’t stop her from plunging those two fingers as deep into her pussy as she was able. “Amanda would lose her mind if she found out I was doing this.” Once again, another moan left Jasmine as she now openly fingered herself in the front of her classroom.
Deep down, she wasn’t concerned about the fact that it was still the middle of the day and there was a good chance that a club student could see her through the hall. The only thing on her mind was doing her best to quench the lust for her best friend that she was feeling, especially since she was all alone. She bit down on her lower lip to keep herself as quiet as she could, however. The consequences of her actions may not have crossed her mind just yet, but Jasmine was smart enough to know that there would be some if she got caught.
Though, those potential consequences didn’t stop her from kneading her breasts with her right hand, fingering herself with her left, and letting out muffled moans and whines while sitting on her desk with her body mostly exposed. The consequences also didn’t stop her from gasping when another picture came up into the chat. This picture was of Amanda sitting at their dining room table, breasts fully exposed and lips curled into a seductive smile while one hand rested over her heart and holding the thong she had on in the last picture.
You know I can see it when you read these. Are you just mad at me or something? Or maybe you’re engrossed in work and need a distraction.~
“If only you knew, Amanda.” This was far from the first time that Jasmine had ever seen Amanda’s body so exposed. But it was the first time she had ever given into her lusts involving pictures like this in such a public place. Which was something that pushed her lust, desire, and pleasure further and faster. With this new picture in her face, the English teacher began pumping her fingers faster into her pussy. She felt her inner walls quivering around her fingers as she masturbated in the middle of the open like this, hating but loving how doing this in the open turned her on so much.
Though, she couldn’t find a reason to complain as she managed to push herself closer and closer to the climax that she was seeking. The hand on her breast moved to the one she had been neglecting this entire time, forcing a gasp from her lips as she toyed with it just the same. However, Jasmine blue eyes slammed shut as she instinctively ran her thumb over her clit, the pleasure she was feeling spiking and making her arch her back while she sat in place. “Oh fuck…”
With this new addition to the pleasure she was already giving herself, it wasn’t a surprise to Jasmine that she found herself tipping over into her orgasm in just a matter of moments. She opened her eyes one last time to get a good look at the nudes that her friend had sent her. Just in time to see those shimmering emerald eyes looking at her before she came. Her inner walls clamped down around her fingers as a mild scream of bliss ripped itself from her throat, echoing in the room around her. “Damnit, Amanda… Why must you do this to me?” Despite her question, Jasmine’s smile remained ever-present on her face.
At least, until the door to her classroom flew open and one of her students barged into the room. “Miss Winters! I thought I heard you scream, are you okay-” The young girl immediately froze as she stared at her teacher’s exposed body. She could see more of the light mocha skin that her class had grown an appreciation of than ever before, her eyes taking in the sight of Jasmine’s breasts for just a moment longer than she should. She was even able to see the fear and lust in her teacher’s eyes when their gazes met for a moment. “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t know-”
“Wait!” Jasmine reached her left hand out toward her student, wincing internally when she realized that her fingers were still covered in her juices. “Don’t tell anyone what you saw. I’ll make you a deal. Whatever you want, for a week, I’ll give you.” Her heart sank into her stomach when her student closed the door behind her and blushed to herself.
“W-What if… I want to watch you masturbate…?”
“Then you can watch to your heart’s content. As long as we have a deal, that is.”
