Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2006 19:42:38 -0800 (PST)
From: lunaseahotgirl <lunaseahotgirl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Second part/Serving Shelby

	Sara was walking down the quiet hall.  It was after 8
P.M. and everybody seemed to be gone.  She turned the
corner and almost knocked someone down.  "Oh I'm
sorry," she said.  Then she realized that it was
Shelby.

	"Hi Miss Johnson," Shelby said.

	"Shelby, what were are you doing in the school so
late?  It isn't safe here."

	"I was coming to see you Miss Johnson."

	"Whatever for?" Sara said, suddenly concerned by the
look on the young girl's face.

	"Well, I tried to use the lavatory but it's closed,"
Sara said nodding toward the open door of the lavatory
and the yellow closed signs in the front.  She had
actually put them there.

	"What... uh... what can I do about that?" Sara asked, her
voice trembling now.

	"Well, I thought that since you liked to lick my
pissy cunt this morning that you wouldn't mind being
my toilet."

	Sara stared at the young girl in shock.  Then she
thought she was kidding.  "Shelby there are plenty of
restrooms in this school."

	"I don't want a restroom Miss Johnson.  I want your
mouth!"

	"Shelby, stop talking like that to me this instant!"
Sara almost screamed.  She was making one last attempt
at being the adult.

	Suddenly Shelby's hand flew out and struck Sara
across the face.

	The older woman saw stars as the hand hit her cheek,
throwing her head to the side.  She grabbed her face
as tears began to come to her eyes from the force of
the blow.  She opened her mouth to say something but
nothing came out.  And Shelby seized the moment,
slapping Sara open handed across the face again,
leaving two red welt marks on either side of the older
woman's face.

	"Do not scream at me Miss Johnson.  Never scream at
me," Shelby said with venom in her voice.  Suddenly
she pushed the older woman through a door behind her.
It was a classroom.

	Sara staggered backward looking at the young girl in
real fear now.  She had no idea what she was capable
of.  She knew that she wouldn't hesitate to lie to the
authorities about her.  Suddenly she began to tremble
all over.

	Shelby reached up and grabbed Sara's ear harshly.
She jerked the woman over to the large teachers desk
at the head of the class.  "Get under the desk bitch."

	Sara was too scared to disobey.  She got down on her
knees and had to crawl to get under the desk.  She
felt her nylons tear as she squeezed herself under the
desk.  Suddenly she was kneeling like a dog under the
desk looking at the lower half of Shelby.  She watched
with wide eyes as the young girl slipped her panties
down her legs and left them on the floor.  Then she
sat down in the wooden chair and pulled herself up to
the desk.  Her legs suddenly opened, revealing her
swollen cunt.

	"Eat my cunt bitch," Shelby ordered and pushed
herself closer to the desk, crowding Sara backward.

	Suddenly Sara found herself between Shelby's legs,
her face between her thighs.  She could smell her
pussy.

	"Eat me!" Shelby ordered.

	The older woman had no choice.  She leaned forward
and began to eat the pussy that was spread before her.
 She heard Shelby moan as she sucked her lips into her
mouth.  She used all her skill, hoping to get her off
quickly and then she would leave her alone.  It didn't
take long to make her climax.  However, when her
trembling stopped, she didn't move.

	"Now it's time to get what you really want," Shelby
said, looking down at the now cowering older woman.

	Sara tried to back up but there was nowhere to go.
She watched as Shelby spread her legs as wide as she
could.  She saw her reach down and open her pussy
lips.  "Oh nooooooo!" she gasped.  Suddenly a long
stream of piss shot out of the girl's pussy.  It hit
Sara in the face.  She shook her head and tried to get
out of the way.  It was impossible.  The piss hit her
face and her chest, streaming down to her skirt.
Suddenly she felt like she was being deluged with a
fire hose.  The stinking yellow liquid covered her
blouse until it was almost transparent.  She could
feel the warm juice running into her bra.

	The chair suddenly moved back and Shelby got up.  She
reached down and picked up her panties and threw them
under the desk to Sara.  "Here, you can use these to
dry off with."  Sara laughed uproariously as she
walked out of the classroom, leaving Sara shivering
under the desk, soaked in her urine.

	It took a few minutes for Sara to get enough strength
to crawl from under the desk.  When she stood up she
realized she had the panties in her hand.  Everything
she had on was soaked.  She brought the cotton
material to her face with a trembling hand.  However,
instead of wiping her face she brought them to her
nose.  Suddenly she felt her pussy throbbing.  She
hadn't even known that she was excited.  She smelled
the strong smell of Shelby's pussy.  She squeezed her
thighs together, closed her eyes and began to climax.


When Sara opened her eyes she was staring into the
startled face of an old woman.  Sara stood there in
total shock.  Piss was running from her hair and her
clothes were soaked.  She smelled like a toilet.

	The Mexican woman stared at the teacher.  Her eyes
were opened wide in disbelief.  She could smell the
stench of piss.

Sara began to cry as she rushed past the startled
woman.  She grabbed her briefcase still in the hall
and turned to find a lavatory.  When she saw several
teachers turning the corner down the hall she changed
her mind and ran for the door.  It was dark outside
but there were students walking around the campus.
Sara realized that she had no choice and had to walk
across the campus to her car.  She walked across the
grass, trying to avoid getting too close to any of the
students.  The rank piss was still running from her
hair.  She tried to wipe her face with the now soaked
panties but it was no use.  She had almost made it to
her car when one of her students walked up to her.

"Miss Johnson I..." the girl started to say and stopped.
 Her eyes opened in shock.  She could smell piss and
saw the total disarray of the older woman.  She looked
down and saw the panties in her hand.

	"I'm in a hurry now Jill," Sara said and rushed
passed the shocked girl.

By the time she got to the car she was a trembling
mess.  She got her keys out and jumped into her car.
Then she stopped and fell on the steering wheel,
sobbing uncontrollably.  She had never been more
humiliated in her life.


Note:  I did not write this story, but I would like to
correspond with women who enjoy this type of story --
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