Date: Sat, 28 Sep 2002 13:46:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Amanda Carpenter <ajc_1980@yahoo.com>
Subject: Again: Her Awful Thoughts part three

This is a story about sexual relations between women and young girls. If
these ideas offend you, please do not read.  Persons and events are based
on flights of fantasy, probably.  Owner retains copyright.  Would love to
hear from you.  - Mandy Carpenter (ajc_1980@yahoo.com)

Part Three

After her weekend experience, Claudia found that she was frequently in an
aroused state during the day.  This was not like her and she worried that
it might mean something bad.  She continued having awful thoughts about the
girls she saw in her classes and even though she had done some extremely
sexual things in that department store workroom, she still felt that having
sexual feelings toward teenage girls was simply wrong.  But there was
nothing she could do.  She found she could not control her thoughts and
often she found herself imagining what this or that girl would look like
naked, or what it would be like to touch her breasts, her thighs.

Wednesday afternoon, while sitting in her office, there was a knock on the
door and Madeline, one of her students from last year was there asking if
she could speak with her.  Claudia was surprised since students who were
not currently in one of her classes seldom wanted to talk her, but she let
the girl in, closed the door, and offered the youngster a seat opposite
her.

"How can I help you, Madeline?"

"Well? I've been talking to Emily.  You know who I mean?"

Claudia tensed slightly.  "Yes."

"Um? she was telling me about you and her."

"What did she tell you?"

"She told me that you? that you watched each other, you know, do it? do it
to yourselves, I mean."

Claudia was all attention.  What could this mean?  Was this girl trying to
get her in trouble?  She looked at her closely.  She was smiling slightly
and seemed to be relaxed rather than confrontational.  She was wearing a
rather sexy-looking, tight, knit top which outlined the shape of her
breasts quite revealingly.  Claudia had the impression of a girl who was
more interest in misbehaving than in reporting on someone else.  She
decided to let go of any fears and talk freely.  "You mean masturbate?" she
asked.

"Yeah, touching yourselves.  She said you two were in the restroom and
watched each other."

"Let's say just for the sake of argument that what she said is true.  What
is it that you want?"

The girl smiled and stared directly at Claudia while at the same time one
of her hands slowly moved to the underside of one of her breasts.  Without
taking her eyes from the woman she cupped it gently.  "Well, I was hoping
that maybe? maybe you could help me."

"Yes?"

The girl began to massage her breast sensuously, pulling and squeezing
softly.  Her voice lowered to a whisper, "I just get so horny, I just want
to do things, that's all.  And boys are so crude.  I thought maybe you
could do some stuff with me, show me what it's like."

The sight of this girl sitting in front of her, with her hand milking her
breast, was almost too much for Claudia.  She was quickly losing control.
Even in the sterile setting of the office, she was getting quite excited
and she was feeling the need to touch herself.  As though in a trance, she
unbuttoned the suit jacket she was wearing and folded it back one side to
expose one of her breasts, covered in the white dress blouse she was
wearing.  Without saying anything, she skimmed her fingertips over the tip.
Her nipple instantly became erect and was visible through the delicate
material.  The woman and the girl watched each other in silence for a
moment, each one fondling a breast in the their own special, familiar way.
"I understand how you feel.  When I was in school I wanted sex all the
time."

The young girl trembled.  "What did you do?"

"Well, mostly I just did it with boys.  There weren't any girls or women I
knew of who were interested.  I do remember that I masturbated myself
several times a day.  I even used to do it in study hall, you know, just
squeezing real hard until I came."

"Wow!  Me too, I do it in school lots.  It's just? I want something better,
you know?  Something more exciting.  Boys don't even know how to make me
cum."

Claudia was getting to a fever pitch and didn't know what to do.  The
office didn't offer any real privacy since locking the door would be like
putting a sign up that said: "Something naughty is going on in here!"
Could they use a restroom?  Her need was increasing and she could barely
contain herself.  She could even smell herself as the fluid began leaking
from her vagina and soaking through her panties.  She could see that
Madeline was in a similar state.  Her nipples were poking through her top
and she was breathing through her mouth.  She looked absolutely yummy and
the animal lust inside Claudia could hardly wait to get at her.  She said,
"I? I don't know where we could go."

Madeline quickly spoke up.  "Oh, I know just where we could go.  The gym
teacher's out sick today.  Nobody's using the girls' locker rooms and we
could maybe go in her office.  We could pretend that you found me in the
hall, I was sick, and you were helping me."

This sounded perfect to Claudia.  She knew that the gym instructor's office
was in an isolated area at the back of the girls' locker facility and the
door could easily be locked from the inside without suspicion.  Fortunately
her office key could open any other faculty office door.  A new class
period would be starting in 35 minutes so there was enough time.  "You go
ahead and I'll meet you outside the office."  Madeline quickly left and
Claudia followed her after waiting half a minute.

Inside the locker rooms, most of the lights were off.  Excellent, thought
Claudia.  The two of them wound around the lockers to the office at the
back.  Claudia opened the door and they both went in.  She locked the door
behind them with the inner latch so that even someone with a key could not
enter.  As she looked around the room, she wondered idly if the gym teacher
had ever used this office for a similar purpose.  The woman looked like the
type.  She made a mental note to herself to follow up on the possibility.

"Why don't you sit over here on the massage table," Claudia suggested.
Madeline hoisted herself up and let her legs hang over the edge.  She was
wearing a loose, short skirt without pantyhose and as Claudia walked to her
she could see that the girl was shivering in anticipation.  She stood in
front of her.  "We can't touch each other.  Not here in school, anyway.  I
want you to touch yourself while I watch."

She had lost all inhibition by this point and was driven by her desire for
sexual excitement and satisfaction with this young girl.  She was quite
attractive and her long black hair cascading down her shoulders accentuated
her breasts.  Her legs were a bit on the skinny side, but to Claudia that
just made her seem all the more appealing in a vulnerable, little-girl,
sort of way.  She longed to caress her, to touch her breasts, her legs, and
her sex but somehow she'd gotten it into her mind that as long as she
didn't actually touch a student inside school, it really wouldn't be quite
so bad. "Pull your skirt up around your waist"

The girl followed her directions, wiggling and shifting on the padded table
until her thighs and abdomen were completely exposed.  She was wearing a
pair of very brief blue panties and Claudia found that she was so aroused
looking at her she could barely talk. "Oh, yes? lovely.  Your panties? take
them off?"

Madeline had by now thoroughly relaxed.  She felt safe in the privacy of
the locked office and the sound of her former teacher's voice, telling her
to remove her underwear, had a strong effect on her.  She could feel the
familiar sensations of arousal: the warmth around her vagina, the swelling
and puckering of her nipples, and the butterflies in her stomach.  She
would have been willing to do whatever this sexy woman wanted her to.  As
she slowly wriggled out of her panties she thought she might have an orgasm
right then.  She could feel the woman's eyes on her, as though through some
magic she could stimulate her just by looking.  With the underwear off, she
spread her legs slightly.  Her hand lightly fluffed the dark triangle of
hair.  She looked at Mrs. Patterson.  The woman's mouth was open and she
was panting softly.  Keeping her eyes on the woman's face, she extended two
fingers and massaged her labia.  "Do you like it?  Is it a pretty pussy?"
she breathed.  "Come closer.  Watch while I make myself feel good."

The girl motioned the woman to move her face between her knees so that she
was only inches from her genitals.  Claudia was so close she could smell
the musky scent of arousal and hear the soft slapping and smacking sounds
of the moist labia as Madeline rubbed harder and harder.  She could see the
delicate lips spreading as the girl concentrated on the area of her
clitoris.  It was all she could do to keep her mouth away. The girl
whispered, "Look at it, I'm going to cum in a minute.  Keep your face close
and watch me."

Claudia could see the increase in moisture and saw how the girl's labia
glistened.  Her clitoris was reddening from the friction.  As the girl
approached climax, she began moaning and quivering and Claudia quickly
reached under her skirt and pressed her fingers to her own sex.  She
shivered with pleasure and massaged herself through her wet underwear.  The
tiny young pussy in front of her was now completely covered with the girl's
secretions.  Her fingertips and pubic hair were coated in the sticky fluid.
She watched as the fingers increased their pace, pressing hard on the small
clitoris and pushing it back and forth.  Finally, with hands pumping
themselves wildly, both the woman and the girl let out cries of ecstasy and
relief.  With bodies quaking, they each brought themselves through their
final contractions.  Claudia moved to a chair and flopped into it,
exhausted, while Madeline raised her legs onto the massage table and lay
down.

"Oh?my?god," Claudia sighed. "Thank you, dear.  That was just too
wonderful."

"Thank you, Mrs. Patterson.  It was a great."

"I think that from now on when we're in private, you can call me Claudia, "
she said laughingly.  Both of them chuckled.

Reluctantly, Claudia and Madeline left the office and returned to the
school routine, feeling that warm glow that only a good orgasm can provide.
Claudia gathered papers and books from her office and went to her last
class of the day.

As her students strolled in she could not keep her eyes from appraising the
bodies of the young girls.  She was feeling so intensely wicked from what
she had just done with Madeline and although she had climaxed, she was far
from being sexually satisfied.  It was wrong, so very wrong, to have these
awful thoughts and yet as she watched her young female students, she sensed
that she could easily get aroused.  She felt trapped by her desire, as
though she was being held captive by sexual urges while the rational,
normal Claudia struggled to take control.  Her thoughts see-sawed from
trying to submerge her erotic thoughts to being overcome by visions of her
girl students, naked, writhing, being caressed by their teacher.  As she
stood watching the girls arrive (she was paying little attention to the
boys) her mind was boiling with conflicting thoughts and emotions.

One of the last to arrive was a new girl named Caroline.  Suddenly, she
realized she was one of the girls in the group she had met in the mall last
weekend.  She couldn?t believe she hadn?t recognized her, but as she looked
more closely she saw that on Saturday, the girl must have been wearing
quite a bit of makeup and been dressed quite differently.  Today she was
dressed in a very prim outfit, a sort of little girl dress, and she looked
downright mousey.  As the youngster walked by she spoke in a quiet, but
intense voice.  ?Hello, Mrs. Patterson.?

Claudia didn?t know whether to be embarrassed or happy or frightened.  This
was a situation that she had not been prepared for.  Even though Emily was
a student in her class, she had felt a bond with her and was comfortable in
sharing a secret with her.  But with this girl it was different.  She had
never really spoken to her and yet she had watched Claudia perform for the
girls and had even watched her engage in oral sex with Jennifer.  Her mind
was racing as she watched the young girl take her seat near the back of the
room.

Class went along normally, although each time she locked eyes with her
young student it was hard to disengage.  Of all the students in the class,
only Caroline had knowledge of the recent events in her private, intimate
life.  In a way, it was thrilling to be standing in front of a classroom
full of teenagers knowing that one of them had seen her naked, had even
watched her masturbate.

As the class worked quietly on a writing assignment, Claudia walked around
the room answering questions and offering suggestions.  When she got to
where Caroline was sitting, the girl pointed to her paper and asked her
what she thought of the sentence to which her pencil was pointing.  It
read, ?Stand still, I want to touch you.?

Claudia was taken aback and stood in shocked surprise for a moment.  She
immediately looked around guiltily for signs that any of the other students
might be aware of what was going on.  All were working with their heads
bent over their papers.  Caroline slowly realized that since the girl was
seated in a back corner of the room, none of the students could actually
see them unless they turned around in their seats.  She suddenly flushed
and realized how thrilling it would be if Caroline actually did touch her.
She realized that at that moment she wanted it to happen more than anything
she could imagine.  Her overriding impulse to let her sexual passions have
free rein was quickly overcoming any doubts or questions she might have.
She was getting bolder and bolder with each day.

 She moved closer and bent over the desk with pencil in hand.  She
nervously scribbled, ?Okay,? on the girl's paper.  Instantly the girl?s
hand stole quietly underneath her skirt and up the back of her thigh.  It
was all she could do to keep from moaning out loud.  The invading hand
quickly reached her bottom and then expertly slipped into the tight space
between her thighs.  The girl?s fingers pressed upward and as Claudia felt
the touch of her hand through the panel of her underwear she quivered with
excitement.

She glanced around.  No one was paying any attention.  She braced herself
against the student desk and moved her feet apart slightly, allowing the
girl?s hand to come more fully in contact with her sex.  She was tingling
all over and she knew that her panties, already damp from her meeting with
Madeline, must now be getting quite soaked.  She stood perfectly
motionless, bent over the desk as though she were reading Caroline's paper.
The girl's hand worked its way over her very sensitive parts, pushing and
prodding.  Not satisfied simply exploring her genital area, the girl pushed
up between the cheeks of Claudia's bottom and pushed hard against her anus.
She gasped and then quickly covered the sound by clearing her throat.  She
noticed that several students turned to look at her, but immediately went
back to work when they saw nothing of interest.  As the small hand
continued tentatively moving over her bottom, then between her legs again,
she began to experience a kind of excitement that was both sexual and
emotional.  She was standing in her classroom with a young girl's hand
rubbing her private parts under her skirt.  What if she were somehow
caught?  The element of risk added tremendously to her feelings of arousal.

She'd only been standing there for about a minute and a half, but she
realized her students might get suspicious if she stood leaning over the
girl's desk for too long.  Especially since she was standing so close to
Caroline.  She straightened up and the small hand molded itself to her
bottom, probing delicately.  She decided that a bit of subterfuge might
help.  Pretending that she was commenting on the youngster's writing, she
said, "Yes, that very good.  I like what you've done so far. Do you think
you will want to continue along those same lines?"

"Yeah, I really like the way it's turning out."

"Why don?t we meet in my office after school and go over it some more?"

"Okay."

With that, Claudia moved away and the girl unobtrusively removed her hand.
She stood at the front of the room and the two of them looked at each
other.  The girl slowly brought her fingers to her face and sniffed.  She
smiled shyly and impishly at her teacher and Claudia smiled back.  The next
20 minutes dragged as she worked with the students' writing and discussed
tomorrow's assignment.  When class ended, she headed straight for her
office and waited.  She had no idea what might happen.  How could she
possibly have let herself have a sexual encounter with a student, let alone
two in a single day?  She was appalled by events, but at the same time was
exhilarated by feelings of adventure and daring.  Confusion and fear began
to eat away at her.  Then Carolina appeared in the doorway.  Her anxieties
melted away with the warmth of her strong desires.  She motioned the girl
to a seat and closed the door.

"I don't have to be home for hours," Caroline told her abruptly.

"What? what would you like to do?"

"Why don't we ride around in your car?"

Claudia thought about it for a moment.  She remembered hearing a fellow
teacher talk about giving a student a ride home last week because they had
missed the bus.  "Do you ride the bus?"

"Uh huh."

"Well then, I don't see that I have any choice but to take you home in my
car.  And if we happen to stop somewhere, no biggie, right?"

"Right!" the teenage exclaimed happily.  She could barely believe that she
was going to have Mrs. Patterson all to herself.  She'd gotten so hot
touching her in class that she could hardly wait to be alone with her.
Ever since she'd seen her do those nasty things in the store, she'd wanted
so much to be alone with her.  She had spent plenty of time playing with
the girls in the "group" but they, like her, were just kids.  They weren't
particularly developed and their bodies were lean and tight, not full and
soft and mysterious as Mrs. Patterson's was.  When she had pushed a finger
into Emily's small opening last night at their "party" it had been so
unyielding.  She longed to have the teacher's legs open before her, to
caress and fondle her womanly pussy, and then, finally, to feel what it was
like inside a fully-developed, soft, moist vagina.  As they walked together
to Claudia's van, the girl stole glances at her undulating body and
shivered in anticipation.

As they pulled out of the parking lot, Claudia suggested they might drive
to a nearby park.  She thought that perhaps there was an area by the river
where they could park undisturbed.  She felt like a teenage boy on a date!
It was a rainy and gloomy day and the inside van was cozy and comfortable.
She never really felt that she'd needed such a large vehicle, but her
husband had insisted.  Today she was quite glad to be making use of it.

They pulled into a small gravel lot overhung with trees.  The radio was
playing soft pop music and they both stared out the windshield for a
moment, before Caroline broke the silence, "Could we sit back there do you
think?" referring to the spacious bench seat behind the two front seats.
Claudia nodded and moved to the back, motioning the girl to sit at the
other end of the comfortable bench.  They twisted in their seats to face
each other.  Rain began gently tapping on the roof and they felt completely
isolated in their own little world. "I? I want to? you know, touch you some
more."

The girl's words thrilled her and she moaned softly. "That would be so
wonderful.  Do you want me to take something off.?"

"No, I want to do it under your clothes," the girl whispered.  She was
visibly shaking and now that they were alone and Mrs. Patterson had offered
herself to her, she could barely control her passion.  As she moved to the
floor in front of the voluptuous woman, each movement of her thighs
threatened to trigger an orgasm.  She knelt in front of her and looked at
the woman's lovely legs.  She directed her to turn to her and spread them
slightly.  She watched as the woman positioned herself lewdly in front of
her.

By now, the two of them were so keyed up in anticipation of what was going
to happen that they were both panting slightly, their hearts were beating
rapidly, and they were tingling all over.  Even though both were still
dressed, the van was beginning to take on a noticeable odor from their
feminine secretions.  Caroline slowly stretch her arms forward and slid her
palms on the insides of the woman's thigh's.  She could feel her quaking
and she watched as her thighs stretched wide against the fabric of the
skirt.  From her kneeling position she could clearly see the woman's white
cotton panties and she watched her own hands creep up to the leg bands.
She moved her hands across the soft flesh of her abdomen, enjoying the
sensation of the lushness and richness of texture.  Her pubic hair puffed
firmly against the front panel of the underwear and Caroline, stroked and
petted with her thumbs and fingers.  In a moment it was time to explore
what she had been imagining for days: a mature pussy, excited, gleaming
with moisture and yielding to her touch.  She gently pushed the crotch of
the panties to one side and inhaled the woman's scent.  She could delay no
longer.  She greedily fingered the slippery inner labia and ran her
fingertips up and down the delicate area.

Claudia shook violently.  "Oh god!" she gasped. "Oh yes, oh please, oh
don't stop, please, more." Then, as the teenager pressed the index finger
of her right hand to the entrance of the woman's vagina and pushed forward,
burying her finger all the way in the softness, the woman could stand it no
more.  The sight of the innocent youngster, kneeling before her, dark hair
falling over her face, intently exploring her pussy was too much for her.
Her body convulsed.  Once, then again, and again.  Her vagina contracted
and Caroline could feel the full force of the woman's muscles squeezing and
gripping her finger.  The contractions and the body movements of the woman
continued.  Caroline was caught in a sort of sexual euphoria.  Her
teacher's vagina was doing such incredible things to her finger.  It was
more than what she had hoped for.  A real, grown, mature woman, working out
her orgasm on her small hand, her thighs clamping her arm and the sticky
secretions coating her hand and her wrist.

As the woman's climax subsided and she relaxed, Caroline continued gently
stroking the sensitive flesh, causing her to jerk involuntarily until she
had to beg the girl to stop.  Reluctantly, the youngster withdrew her hand
and climbed onto the seat beside her.  Claudia reached for her and hugged
her to her breast, stoking her hair and telling her how wonderful she had
made her feel.  It was the first time a young girl had touched her pussy
and it had been more stimulating than she could possibly have imagined it
would be.  As the girl snuggled against her she began to stroke her arms
and gently touch the small, immature breasts.  She could tell that the girl
needed release, and she wanted to provide her with it.  Her passions were
building quickly again and she began to think about how this youngster's
small tummy and thighs would look, and how it would be to place her mouth
directly on her young pussy.

Soon she was whispering to her, telling her what she wanted to do.  She
told her that she wanted to taste her and to make her cum.  She used dirty
words to describe what she wanted to do and she could tell the girl was
enjoying it.  She teased her, told her that maybe she shouldn't do it after
all.  She kept up the talk until the girl began to beg, to plead, to
implore her.  She needed relief, she needed to cum, she needed to feel the
woman's mouth and tongue on her most private parts.

Hungry with renewed desire, Claudia told the girl to remove all her
clothes.  She wanted this girl entirely naked and entirely helpless.  The
doors were locked and it was difficult to see inside so she felt
comfortable that they would not be disturbed.  T here was still plenty of
time before the 5pm deadline they'd discussed for returning her home.

Caroline hesitated.  It was broad daylight, even though it was a dark,
rainy afternoon and although the windows were tinted they were, after all,
windows.  What if someone should look in and see her with all her clothes
off?  She protested but the woman would not change her mind.  Reluctantly
she began to remove her things and as she got more and more naked, she got
more and more uncomfortable.  When she was finally completed nude, she felt
so exposed sitting there in the van that she began to shiver.  Claudia
sensed what was happening to the youngster but she was so wrapped up in a
euphoric state of power and sexual control that she actually enjoyed the
girl's temporary discomfort.  Rather than reassuring her, she mentioned
that she hoped no one would drive by and see them.  Then, as if to prove to
the girl that she must do as she was told, she made her turn around and
kneel on the seat with her head and shoulders overhanging the seatback.
The youngster was totally vulnerable.  She could not see out the front and
yet she knew that her bare bottom was exposed above the seatbacks.

At this point Claudia knew instinctively what to do.  She began to caress
the girl's inner thighs, teasing her as she neared her genitals with each
stroke.  Gradually she moved her hands closer and closer to the girl's
sensitive parts.  In no time at all, the humiliation of bending over in the
van with her naked buttocks exposed to the world was gone and she was
panting and wiggling and begging her teacher, "Please, touch it.  Please!"

Both of them were now fully engaged in the teasing game and soon Claudia
spread the girls knees and began masturbating her fiercely, grunting and
muttering as she worked on her.  It didn't take long.  In a bare two
minutes, Caroline was arching her back and squealing. "Oooh!  Unnh!"  One
more minute and she began jerking violently, her tiny vagina clutching
itself as Claudia's fingers rapidly stroked her clitoris.  When the
contractions had run their course, she collapsed naked into Claudia's lap.
She cuddled the youngster as though she were a sick baby who needed
comforting.  As the girl quieted, she held her head and kissed her deeply
on the mouth then whispered to her, "You liked being naked for all the
world to see, didn't you?"

"Yes." came the reply.