Miss Abrahams' descent into depravity - Sex Stories

Miss Abrahams' descent into depravity

... revision studies for the college exams in the summer?" "I'm afraid you should have thought of that before you borrowed you Mother's vibrator, or before you entered the boys' toilets." Melanie lowered her head in mock shame; she was hastily hatching an 'escape plan'. "Isn't there anything I could do to make amends?" "Such as?" 'The old trout's hooked' the girl thought as she reached down to her school bag on the floor, brought it up onto her lap and rummaged inside. She located her Mother's battery-powered vibrator and withdrew it from the bag. Gingerly and without speaking, she laid it on the blotter on Miss Abrahams' desk. "What's this, Melanie?" "Mum's 'little helper'." Both women stared fixedly at the pink plastic casing. "Would you like to try it, perhaps?" Miss Abrahams undid a second button on her blouse and gave a plaintive sigh. "I... I couldn't. No, it's completely out of the question. Unthinkable!" "Not even if I helped you?" "Helped?" Emboldened by the elderly teacher's vacillation, Melanie decided to go for broke. "We could lock the door to your office? You could slip your knickers down around your ankles and then I'll give you a nice gentle frigging - just like I did for Clare this morning. And if you're troubled by the idea, well just think of it as a bit of practical biological research." Melanie's outrageous 'justification' seemed to tip the balance and the teacher (her mind racing with lascicious thoughts and her cunt getting wetter by the minute) meekly ...

... nodded. Melanie shot across the office and turned the key in the lock. On her way back to the desk she half-closed the big curtains in the window. Miss Abrahams extinguished her desk lamp and placing a large pair of dark blue bloomers on the desk, opened her legs in readiness. Melanie was impressed to see that the woman was wearing black hold-ups with lace tops. She ran an idex finger across the moistened slit. "Oooo nice!" she observed. She clicked the vibrator on its lowest speed and then gently slid it home. "Close you eyes, Miss Abrahams, I think you're going to enjoy this!" * * * * * Having successfully completed two female masturbations in four hours and narrowly avoided suspension, Melanie was feeling rather pleased with herself. She took a short-cut across the playing fields to pick up her bike, intending to call in to see her friend Clare on her way home, to tell her about her miraculous escape. En route to the bike sheds, she had to pass the boys' toilets, the scene of her near-downfall. Standing outside were Terry and Rick, both wearing the inane grins that usually follow the smoking of a strong joint. "Hi guys! How's it hanging?" "Fine, Mel. You?" She couldn't be bothered to tell them about her narrow squeak in Miss Abrahams' office, or divulge the steamier details of her practical research project with the Deputy Head. "I need a pee. Wanna watch?" "You bet!" They both scampered in after her. "Wanna try a new variation?" "Yeah, Mel." "Right." Lifting her short skirt ...