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THINKING ABOUT HIM

Staying in the chair feeling my panties wet and still trying to pay attention in class was a real trial by fire.

My whole being was on fire, and it made me extremely angry.

I refuse to allow this teacher to treat me like a deranged person, and I also refuse to demonstrate to him that somehow he managed to get me interested in anything other than his class.

I wasn't actually at war with him, I was at war with myself, I was in a struggle between reason and emotion, or should I say desire?

I never liked to think that sex can be done without feelings, I believe that you have to have feelings for sex to happen.

I particularly don't admire anyone who manages to separate the two things, because it's as if the body were an object that can be used by anyone, without any shame or care, and people who treat sex so liberally make me think how empty they are.

I don't need to know Professor Kyle to know what kind of boor he is.

You can see it in the way he treats women, trying to pay attention to everyone in an attempt to always have an open door to take them to bed.

They don't even realize that he makes a mental selection to define which one is worth eating or not.

If they knew that men like that aren't worth the ground they walk on, they would value their bodies better, and not offer them to this scrotum to do what he wants.

And it's thinking like this, that I prevented some from taking advantage of me.

I know exactly how beautiful I am, and how rare my standard of beauty is, and I had to learn to defend myself, and my strategies worked for a long time, until this cretin appeared in front of me demanding my attention. .

The class ended, and once again I didn't pay attention to her, nor the other two after her.

I stayed in the room the whole time, although I needed to go to the bathroom, avoiding the risk of crossing Kyle in the hallways.

At the end of classes I went to my car in a hurry, dying to get home and put out the fire between my legs.

As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room and didn't even respond to Graça when she asked me if I wanted lunch.

I was hungry, I hadn't eaten anything between classes, but I needed some time away from anyone's eyes, I needed privacy.

I locked the bedroom door, took off my clothes and was only in my panties, which were still damp.

I went in front of the mirror, and looked at my body.

I slid my hands over my breasts, and squeezed them, imagining it to be the teacher's hands.

Then, I went down one of his hands to my legs and remembered his touch, which was so light, but left a whole path of desires.

I was retracing all the way he did, and I closed my eyes, remembering his erection between my legs.

- Oh teacher, I said amid moans.

I went to my panties that were soaked again, and slipped my hand inside them, while the other squeezed my chest.

I opened my eyes again, and started to masturbate while looking at myself in the mirror, so surrendered to desire and lust.

I imagined it was him touching me, squeezing me and making me sigh with desire.

I brought my legs together in an attempt to feel the touch more firmly, and increased the speed of my hand on my clit.

As I moved my hand, I let out small moans.

I felt like I was about to come, and I closed my eyes surrendering to the pleasure.

- Kyle...

I called out to him, as if every part of my body responded to him.

- This will be a secret between us, I said looking at my reflection.

I would never admit that I masturbated thinking about him.

And I would do anything to not allow him to touch me again.

I needed to get back to focusing on my studies, and this burning desire I've come to feel for this man could hurt me.

My parents train me to be excellent in everything I do.

They motivate me to seek to be the best in everything I set out to do.

So I can't let them down by getting carried away with things like that.

- It was just a masturbation, it won't go beyond that. I spoke.

I prepared the bathtub and went to take a shower, and I didn't mind spending so much time under the water.

My body needed to relax.

I was tense with everything that had happened in a measly two days of school.

It's absurd for things to change so quickly.

As soon as I left the bathroom and went to the bedroom, Grace knocked on my door.

Grace: Celine, your friend is here.

I didn't even have to ask which friend, I only have one.

- Ask her to come up, please.

I unlocked the door and then she came in like a madwoman.

She always does that, comes in and throws herself on my bed.

- Sometimes I think you're 60 Karen.

He lives playing in any comfortable place he finds.

Karen: It's because I'm always tired, but I can't get out of this double life.

- I don't know how you manage to work with your client's wife, as if nothing is happening.

Karen: When I took this job I didn't know that her husband was just the guy who fucks me.

- But you could have stopped going out with him.

Karen: Are you crazy? the guy showers me with pampering, I'm not going to lose my benefits just because I work with his wife.

- You're terrible.

Karen: I got a little colder and more calculating after I met you.

- Oh, now it's my fault? I said laughing.

Karen: Maybe.

- Oh, don't screw your dog.

Karen: Now I need to go home, because tonight I'm going to serve a very hot customer and he's one of the best paying ones, at the weekend I don't want to hear about excuses, we're going out to enjoy.

- As long as you don't catch any males while you're with me, that's fine with me, I'm not in the mood to hold candles.

Karen: You should allow yourself to get a male too, to stop being a virgin and discover how good it is to be fucked.

- I didn't spend so much time running away from a scrotum male, to give it to anyone on a night of revelry.

She got up and walked to the door, but first she pestered me some more.

Karen: If you keep this up, you're going to die with your pussy covered, creating a spider web.

I grabbed a sandal and threw it towards her, but she closed the door in time to not get hit.

Karen was my friend, I don't say she's the best because I only have her, but if I had another, Karen would definitely be the best.

She is 23 years old and has a degree in physical education, she teaches part-time at a gym, and is a luxury escort.

She goes out with a guy for nine months who gives her everything, he was even the one who paid for her boob job, and after she started working at the gym, she found out that the owner's husband was the same guy, that is, both of them pay her salary.

She was surprised but continued to date him.

I already said that at some point the house collapses.

But she seemed not to care.

All she thinks about is saving some money and going around the world.

Let's say she works to pay for the expensive trips she wants to take, although she's already taken a lot, because many of these guys take her on the trips they take without the family.

Men are all the same, it just changes the address.

I know it's kind of contradictory for me to be so reserved and have a friend like that, so much like the women I keep criticizing, but I didn't know she was like that when I started to love her.

Now I live in this abusive relationship, loving a whore totally different from me.

Only I can call her a whore, no one else.

Jokes aside, she is a good friend, she can be and do whatever she wants with her life, but she has never failed me as a friend, she lets any client down if I need her.

The only problem is that she keeps telling me to lose my virginity so I know what's good.

I don't need no man to satisfy me.

After putting on some clothes, I went down to eat, because I couldn't hold back my hunger any longer.

- Grace, I'm hungry.

Graça: It's a little late Celine, do you want to have lunch or a snack?

- Have lunch, I better eat well.

She heated up my food, and I ate it thinking about my life, which was already in disarray.

It's amazing how one thing can influence all the others.

After eating, I went back to my room and went to study.

I needed to recover the content that I had lost.

I buried my face in the books, and when I finished it was night.

I found it strange that my parents hadn't arrived from work yet.

They worked together at a law firm.

Graça: Celine, dinner is ready, and I'm on my way.

Your parents called and said they'd be a little late and you can have dinner without them.

- Okay Grace, thank you.

I served myself and had dinner, feeling alone, I started to get depressed thinking about how my life was still and without emotions.

I'm 18 years old and I don't know how to live life like people my age.

Maybe I could be a little less controlling with myself.

After dinner I went back to my room and lay on the bed, when my cell phone rang.

I got up and took it still inside the bag, and saw that I didn't know the number.

- Hello?

Nobody answered me, I just heard someone's heavy breathing on the other end of the line.

- Hello? who is it?

The person remained silent.

- If you don't say anything, I'll be turned off.

"Miss Celine".

I was speechless when I heard the deep voice on the other end of the line.

How did he get my number? damn, of course he had my number, he was my teacher.

- I hope you called me to talk about something related to your subject teacher.

Kyle: Actually, I called to see how your Ms. Celine underwear situation turned out.

More than shameless son of a bitch. I thought.

- Professor, you don't have the ability to leave my panties in precarious situations.

Kyle: Ms. Celine, I'm sure you got wet from just one touch from me. The ability you don't have, to control your libido when you're around me.

- Don't be an idiot Kyle, you're not man enough to even get a sigh from me, let alone my libido.

Kyle: We'll see if you're really right Ms. Celine.

Tomorrow is a new day, good night.

I stood with my mouth open, not uttering a word.

He hung up and I remained stunned.

- This man can only take a course with the devil. What an asshole.

It wasn't enough to make my day hell, now he will make my thoughts hell at night.

I felt a slight tingling in my pussy, but this time I would be strong.

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