Uncontrollable Desire

by Caleigh LaSar

Jennifer didn't know what had happened to her. She thought she lived a normal life, was popular all through school and finally made it to her dream job as a teacher. She loved her job, and couldn't understand why her body was so hell bent on ruining it. She had only been teaching for a year. Still young at the simple age of twenty-four. As she sat in the library monitoring her class, she did everything she could to resist the forbidden urges taking over her body.

Who was to blame she thought? Not she, till the start of the school year Jen had ever felt so wrong yet so wonderful before. If there was anyone to blame it was McKenna Laufield, the thirteen year old devil with beautiful baby smooth preteen skin. Oh how Jennifer hated her for what she had done. The only problem poor McKenna was ignorant of her effect on one of her favorite teachers.

The power to sin was too great; Jennifer couldn't withstand the lust in her body. Slowly she sat back in her chair, thankful for the large wooden and steel office desk that hid her lower body. As she squeezed her thighs together she allowed one hand to slowly drift down her slender frame to the edge of her thin gray tight pencil skirt. "No!" Jen thought to herself, withdrawing her hand and shaking her head back into reality.

Jen tried to close her eyes to hide her mind from the desire. She couldn't help herself as she opened them once more to stare at the person who has taken her hostage. McKenna Laufield was a four foot five inch tall thirteen year old with long cheery blond hair that she always had loosely breaded in a ponytail. Her hair was still long enough reached to her lower back. She couldn't weigh more than eighty pounds. Her sweet round face was perfect for the stylish chic thick rectangle black framed glasses. Her hazel eyes stared so innocently at the book in front of her. She had perfect posture sitting straight with her perfectly round breasts pushing out from her fitted shirt and bra, which was perking out from her open hoodie. With not an ounce of baby fat left, her stomach was flat and her virgin narrow hips had just enough shape to give her body the slightest of curves under her cotton spandex leggings.

She had no idea what she was doing to Jen as she began to suck on the eraser end of her pencil. Her pearl white teeth softly squeezed the eraser as if she was tenderly nibbling on a swollen pink nipple. All this reminded Jen of was of her own nipples pressing against her 38 DD padded bra. All Jen wanted to do was to shove that sweet teeny boppers head into her pussy and cum all over her face. She didn't care if she would lose her job, her life, her freedom; she was already a prisoner to her dirty lustful mind. So this time with far less hesitation, Jen's hand reached back down and she cupped her pussy through her skirt and panties. With two of her finger's she pushed as far into it as her clothing would allow.

Letting out a sigh, just this little pleasure was enough to calm her racing heart. She slowly rubbed herself until she could feel the sweet dampness of sex penetrate through her clothes and onto the tips of her fingers. After her second sigh, Jen froze for she found that from the tables at the end of the library she had the forbidden crush staring at her with bright and wide eyes. Jen looked away and quickly pulled her hand up as if nothing had happened. When she returned her gaze, McKenna was back to looking at her book, however there was no mistaking it by the pinkish flush to the innocent face, McKenna knew what Jen was doing.

Slowly Jen rubbed her damp fingers across her nose; the sweat smell of her juices was intoxicating. The sound of a chair moving had Jen's eyes return to the table of students studying in silence. All were still but McKenna, who had stood. She had the book that she was reading in one hand, and on top of it was her worksheet. The girl was breathtakingly smart; she could easily be in tenth grade then the eighth she was stuck in. Jen's blue eyes followed the temptress siren as she disappeared into the sea of book shelves behind her.

After a moment of playing with the ends of her wavy blond hair Jen had enough; the pain of not tasting her was too much. She stood and waited until the students from the class took their notice of her then returned to their work before disappearing into the rows of bookshelves. With the prowess of a serpent, Jen stalked her pray. Weaving through the rows of books tracking McKenna by the smell of the strawberry cream lotion she always left behind.

There she was in the back corner of the farthest row. McKenna seemed totally unsuspecting as she looked over the rows of books looking for the one she needed. She was unprepared when her beloved teacher came from behind and placed one hand over her mouth and the other on the hand reaching out to a book.

After a soft purr of Jen shushing, she whispered into McKenna's ear, "Did you see what I was doing?"

McKenna's face flushed red with embracement; she took a moment to curse her observant nature before responding in a whispered voice, "I will not say anything... You are the best teacher?"

Petting McKenna's soft long hair, Jen stared down the scoop neck shirt to the small gap of cleavage McKenna was displaying. "Have you ever done it?"

"I..." McKenna didn't know what to say, she stood in silence and watched as her teacher lower her outstretched hand and placed onto her mound of Venus over her skin tight leggings.

The shuttering of McKenna's breath sent a chill down Jen's spine, there was no going back now. "It's perfectly normal." Jen said softly as she continued to stroke the sweet smelling locks of McKenna's hair. "I am sure you can barely control yourself at your age."

With the slightest of pressures Jen pushed the teens fingers into her own pussy and the slippery sound of McKenna's already seeping pussy brought a wave of pleasure to Jen, and a smile on her face. "So you liked what you saw me doing?" Jen whispered with a giggle. "Don't be shy McKenna, I will not tell it will be our little secret."

McKenna tried to deny it, she shook her head violently, that only had Jen push harder, so hard she wedged two of McKenna's fingers between the lips of her own pussy. Just as McKenna tilted her head to the ceiling and was about to release a moan of pleasure, Jen covered her mouth. Shushing McKenna, Jen slowly pulled her hands from the girl's mouth and traced her fingers down her neck and chest over the swollen nipples of her juvenile lust and to the edge of the teal green shirt.

Jen slipped her hand under the girl's shirt moved up pushing the last line of defense up popping the baseball size breast out of the bra and into Jen's hand. They were tender and smooth all that Jen imagined. As she fondled the teen's breast she felt her nipples become rock hard. With her student fully aroused she began to kiss her on the back of the neck. McKenna with her one free hand was using it to cover her flush face as pleasure swept over her. With no objections coming from her pupil, Jen took her hand that was grasping McKenna's against her crotch, and slid it down between the tight black leggings and her cute pink bikini panties and found that McKenna's tight little cunt was bald.

"Naughty girl you shave?" Jen said as she found the girl's bulging clitoris.

Gasping for breaths each time Jen stroked this virgin Clit, McKenna whispered, "I... Gymnastics... It chaffs... So I... wa...." Jen didn't let the poor immature girl finish her sentence as she penetrates the girls soaking wet pussy without predigest. It took both of McKenna's hands to cover her mouth as her legs buckled to the pleasure. Jen scratched her long fingernails along the tender G-sport of her victim and saw tears fill the girl's eyes.

McKenna's body was not satisfied so she involuntarily pushed her hips forward allowing Jen's finger to go deeper into her super tight pussy. She was so tight it took effort for Jen to slide her second finger in. McKenna couldn't stand on her own two feet, forced to use one hand as support and the other to cover her mouth as she winced and moaned with each thrust of Jen's fingers.

Biting her own lip, Jen pushed her crotch against her student's body as it began to tremble. With each thrusting of her fingers; McKenna's body screamed for more grinding the tiny hips against Jen's hand. Finally she couldn't take any more and her legs gave out to the overpowering flood of ecstasy her orgasm brought. The entire front and inner sides of her leggings grew darker as she let go her pussies' magical fluid. Laying on the ground out of breath and twitching, McKenna stared up at her teacher in a daze.

Jen licked her stained fingers of McKenna's sweet nectar suckling on each of the two fingers until all that remained was the scent of the thirteen year old under the nails. Looking around, Jen found that their privacy remained intact. Holding out her hand she helped McKenna to her knees, however the poor girl was still in orgasm and was barely able to keep her head up. It didn't matter, Jen's desire demanded to be fulfilled if the girl was ready or not.

Hiking her skirt up Jen grabbed McKenna by her bread by one hand pulled her panties to the side with the other. She then pushed girl's face into her throbbing pussy. McKenna had no idea what to do, but that wasn't Jen's intentions. She simply grinded her pussy into the girl's mouth, allowing McKenna's cute small nose to molest her tender clitoris. She rocked back and forth on the girls face, and just as she was building her orgasm, McKenna attacked.

McKenna grabbed onto Jen's legs and jammed her tongue right into her pussy. It was Jen's turn to cover her mouth to keep the secret of their lust. With each jarring thrust of her hips McKenna dug deeper with her tongue until Jen exploded with uncontrollable joy. McKenna tried to pull back but Jen forced her face deeper into her pussy. The sound of her sucking down the cum was all that could be heard as Jen muffled her moans of joy.

As Jen's orgasm subsided, she finally stepped away and was surprised to see that other than a few sticky strands of hair, McKenna was able to suck down all of the juices that poured on to her. McKenna lowered her head and needed her hands to keep herself sitting as she slumped down off of her knees. She was still young, and her ability to recover not yet as mature. After a second of calming her breath, Jen pulled down her skirt and adjusted her clothes so all looked normal.

With her wicked desired fulfilled Jen observe her handiwork. McKenna was still twitching from her orgasm and unable to catch her breath. Her little nipples were still poking intensely from under her shirt, and she still had the undeniable stain of sex on the crotch of her leggings. The teen's face however was smiling with sinful pleasure. Jen thought she would feel some kind of guilt over what she had just done, but all she felt was the predatory desire to do it again.