“You look like this isn’t what you want, Julia. Tsk tsk tsk. You know you only need to t
“You look like this isn’t what you want, Julia. Tsk tsk tsk. You know you only need to tell me nicely what you wish for.”Fucking, Stacy! Gah, I hate you! I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. I wish you’d step off a curb and get hit by a truck. I wish you’d disappear forever. Fuck! I wish you’d,……. “I wish you’d finger me and let me have an orgasm, Miss Stacy.”She kept that evil grin of hers as she slowly backed up more, and I still crawled toward her. The school was pretty much empty at the end of the day, although I could hear the janitor working in the hallway, yet that didn’t matter to Stacy. ““You dreamed of me all weekend, didn’t you slut? Masturbating, and imagining my fingers taking you to the edge, again and again. All the while, you just couldn’t reach your orgasm, could you?”Of course, she was right. Last Friday she’d fingered me in the restroom at lunchtime, but didn’t let me go all the way. Stopping just before, telling me that I wasn’t allowed an orgasm until after the weekend. Damn damn. It was a miserable weekend too. And then today, coming into my classroom and telling me to remove my top, and follow her around on hands and knees. Her fucking game, taunting me, knowing how adversely affected I was.“I could finger you again, pet. Here and now. But that wouldn’t satisfy me. No. You need to leave your shirt here, and follow me to my car. We’ll go to my place where you can try to prove to me that you deserve what you crave.” -- source link