Back of the Class E-Book

Lexi Wood

• Herausgeber: Giselle Renarde
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

Mimi has never been with a man, but she’s got her sights set on Mr. Lawson: the teacher with the sexy voice. He knows she has low vision. That’s why he goes out of his way to read the textbook aloud in class. And, boy, does Mimi love listening. She could listen to his voice all day. It turns her on so much she gets caught pleasuring herself in class! How will her sexy teacher punish her for being so naughty?

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Back of the Class

© September 2018 by Lexi Wood

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

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Cover design © 2018 Giselle Renarde

First Edition 2018

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Back of the Class

The Teacher with the Sexy Voice

Lexi Wood

Jason’s hand shoots straight up in the air and he says, “Mr. Lawson, Mimi’s touching herself!”

Everybody turns to get a look.

At Mimi.

At me.

“I was just… scratching an itch,” I say, but I’m sure they can tell I’m lying.

My face is on fire, which means it’s bright red.

The girl with the bright red face is guilty of masturbating in class.

And it’s not the first time.

It’s just the first time anybody’s noticed.

It’s Mr. Lawson’s voice, see. His voice is deep and strong and sexy. He’s old. Yeah, I get that. But who cares? When your eyesight’s as lousy as mine, a voice means more than a face.

Although, I have to admit, I like his face too.

I can see okay if I get in real close. And sometimes he lets me get in real close. Other times he takes a step back until I’ve got him jammed against the blackboard and there’s nowhere else to go. I’m so tall we almost come face to face. Almost.

If I stood on my tiptoes I could kiss him.

Not that he’d let me.

He’s a teacher. I’m a student. Doesn’t matter that I’m eighteen and legally an adult. He’d still lose his job.

The reason Mr. Lawson reads our textbook aloud instead of giving us silent reading time is mainly because of me, and also because of Vivian because she’s dyslexic. But when he reads, I close my eyes and pretend he’s reading only for me. I pretend the rest of the class is gone. I pretend we’re somewhere else, like on a boat or in front of a roaring fire, somewhere super-romantic like that.

Now you see why I get so turned on listening to him. His sexy voice, my sexy fantasies… the combination is bound to get me wet.

No, not just wet.

If I was sitting here being wet I’d feel gross, like when you forget to pack underwear for after swimming and then you have to sit around all day with your wet swimsuit under your clothes. That’s not the feeling I’m talking about.

This feeling is less about the wet and more about the throb.

If I were wet without the throb, I could deal with it later. But the throb? The throb is bad. I have to deal with it right away. It’s like a pulse between my legs. And it’s hot! Sometimes the throb is so strong it expands beyond my clit.

Into my pussy lips.

Into my pelvis.

Into my thighs.

It’s everywhere.

And it won’t go away until I do something about it.