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At 11:07 in the morning, the mechanical monkey on Miss Kennedy’s desk clapped its cymbals and wildly tottered side to side.<\/span><\/p>\n

The monkey alarm went insane every weekday at that exact time. And, at hearing it, all throughout the classroom, Kindergarteners stopped their activities and began to sing. Miss Kennedy led her waist-high choir with the most cheerful of voices.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cClean up, clean up! It’s time to! Clean up, clean up!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The children dropped paper scraps into the recycle bin and slid tiny, dull scissors into padded slots. Others hanged their smocks on a row of hangers by the tiny sink. They then waited in line to wash their hands.<\/span><\/p>\n

At Miss Kennedy’s gentle order, the talkative kids came to sit, cross-legged, in individual squares on the semicircle before the large rocking chair.<\/span><\/p>\n

The young blond teacher passed between the students to take her seat in the chair.<\/span><\/p>\n

A bold girl, Mary, plopped onto her square and offered a compliment. \u201cMiss Kennedy, you look beautiful today.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Across from Mary, Eric had a skeptical look in his eyes.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, Miss Kennedy, why\u2019d you wear a dress again? You’ve been wearing them a lot. You used to wear pants.\u201d His lips were pursed. His mind seemed to be reconciling his teacher’s change.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe flowery dress is so nice. I like flowers on my dresses too,\u201d Cindy chimed in.<\/span><\/p>\n

Among the kids, Miss Kennedy pirouetted with her fingers pinching the hem of her dress. She spread it out to show off the flowers.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThank you, Mary, and thank you too, Cindy.\u201d She sat in the rocking chair. \u201cAnd, Eric, it\u2019s good to change. Sometimes it\u2019s a good thing to be different, to, you know, try new things.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but what are you doing new?\u201d Eric answered.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI want to be beautiful today. And I like my new flats.\u201d She stretched out her long legs and fluttered feet in her white shoes.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFlats? Like tires?\u201d Bruce\u2019s forehead was scrunched.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMy mom says \u2018flat\u2019 when she talks about my stepmom,\u201d Arnold said, shrugged toward Bruce.<\/span><\/p>\n

Miss Kennedy giggled but held back a laughter explosion. \u201cYou, kids.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She took a deep breath. \u201cWell, it’s time for a quick birthday song. Someone\u2014how about you, Arnold\u2014would you get the birthday crown?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSure.\u201d He jumped up.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd does anyone have a birthday today? I think someone may,\u201d Miss. Kennedy told her class.<\/span><\/p>\n

Elizabeth very slowly raised her hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMe. I do,\u201d she said softly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen the queen’s chair is for you before lunch!\u201d Miss Kennedy stood. The chair rocked backward and forward.<\/span><\/p>\n

Elizabeth climbed in. Her face brightened with a wide, albeit shy, smile. She held onto both arms of the chair and rocked it excitedly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

With her seat taken, Miss Kennedy sat in Elizabeth’s tiny pink square in the semicircle. She crossed her legs in the cramped spot and tucked her dress deep into her lap. Carter laid his head on her knee and put his thumb in his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cArnold, crown Elizabeth while we sing. Ready, class?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

They all began, \u201cHappy birthday to you \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Arnold crowned Elizabeth. The girl’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as she basked in the attention.<\/span><\/p>\n

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At the end of the song, Miss Kennedy said her maxim that all the kids knew by heart.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFew times is anyone\u2014”<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cA queen!\u201d The whole class hollered and clapped.<\/span><\/p>\n

Soon afterwards, the Kindergarteners stood in line, ready to march to the cafeteria for lunch.<\/span><\/p>\n

Before leaving, Miss Kennedy went to her desk and picked up a heavy walkie-talkie. She clicked on the receiver, channeling a raspy crackle.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMr. Jermaine, this is Jenna\u2014 Miss Kennedy\u2014and I am having a problem with the toilet. Looks to be stopped up. Can you help? My class is going to lunch now. Thank you.\u201d She held the radio for a moment.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWill be right there,\u201d came back a rough male voice.<\/span><\/p>\n

Carter, the skeptic, said, \u201cMiss Kennedy, there\u2019s not a problem in the bathroom. I know there isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd I know there is. So that will be enough of that,\u201d she answered. She hoped she wasn\u2019t too sharp, but excitement was shooting through her core to the tips of her fingers. Her heart fluttered. Her hands jittered. Her knees even were wobbly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt’s time\u2014\u201d she gulped. \u201cIt’s time for lunch. Lead the way, Elizabeth.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you okay, Miss Kennedy? You don\u2019t need to use the restroom, do you?\u201d Cindy asked. Cindy’s head fell to the side as she studied the teacher she loved so much. \u201cI hope you\u2019re not sick.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Miss Kennedy attempted her best happy-teacher smile with wide, bright eyes. Nevertheless, something else was about to happen that these kids would not understand and should never know.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI am fine, Cindy, but thank you for asking.\u201d She put her hands on the girl’s shoulders. \u201cQueen Elizabeth, lead us to the cafeteria.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The antsy Jenna accompanied her Kindergarteners to the cafeteria doorway. Once in the lunch line, she hustled back to her classroom.<\/span><\/p>\n

Inside, she went into the tiny bathroom. She slid off her white panties and tossed them over the inside door handle. She raised up her flowery dress so the hem was trapped by her arms.<\/span><\/p>\n

Her body was overheated, as was her mind. She had to steady herself to keep from toppling over. Her pussy was burning hot and sticky wet.<\/span><\/p>\n

She heard the classroom\u2019s exterior door open and close heavily. It was the obvious sign of his arrival.<\/span><\/p>\n

Waiting for him, Jenna bent over. Her forefinger and middle finger spread open her slit to show him the pink goodness, which was bearded by her golden bush.<\/span><\/p>\n

The bathroom door opened. At hearing it, she gasped. Her body when feeling the tiny whisk of air alone nearly brought her to climax.<\/span><\/p>\n

She looked over her shoulder at the dark-skinned man in the maintenance jumpsuit.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFuck, Jermaine. I am so ready. I\u2019ve been waiting for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He ran his rough hands from the back of her knees, up her skinny thighs. He patted the tattoos of pretty bows on each leg just below her cute ass. He placed one rough hand on her lower back just above where her asscheeks spread apart. He slid his other rough hand between her legs and dragged it through the thick tuft of dark-blond hair. A finger pushed into Jenna’s cunt.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI need your dick. I can\u2019t handle waiting any longer,\u201d she pleaded.<\/span><\/p>\n

She bent over further and spread her ass as wide as her fair flesh would allow.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLooks so good,\u201d he said smoothly.<\/span><\/p>\n

She watched him, over her shoulder, lower the zipper on his jumpsuit\u2014from his chest to his crotch. He shuffled it off his shoulders. It fell to his knees. He then pulled out his long, python dick. It was erect, and its head already was deep maroon with building temptation.<\/span><\/p>\n

She gave a quick, pleading bark. \u201cDon\u2019t make me wait. Come on.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He smacked her ass domineeringly, reddening her soft skin.<\/span><\/p>\n

She gasped and flinched. Her face recoiled.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jermaine aligned his cock with her round, petite asshole.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWait!\u201d she said.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t wait, bitch. You want this. You get what I give.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He pressed hard against her tightened entry.<\/span><\/p>\n

She felt the burn and the pressure and the intense stretching of her flesh. She pounded the concrete wall that was painted white. She hammered it with her fist as she tried to ease her body.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, oh, oh,\u201d she hissed and her back arched. She stared toward the paneled ceiling tiles.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly he slapped her ass again, and she became the submissive Jenna. And her body relaxed. The pain diminished and became a part of the intoxicating pleasure. She felt each of his thrusts so intensely. The sensation of pulses from his cock magnified.<\/span><\/p>\n

Her head fell toward the floor in enjoying him.<\/span><\/p>\n

She noticed her blue whiteboard marker that had been misplaced. But she forgot about it immediately when Jermaine grabbed her long hair and yanked back her head. Her face shot up toward the ceiling. The tendons in her neck strained.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, fuck, fuck!\u201d she shouted. She then whimpered and mumbled.<\/span><\/p>\n

The room dimmed, as her sought-after luxury of orgasm began to radiate. It covered over her because of his thrusts into her ass. The radiation first centered in her hips. Moments later, her entire body beat quickly in rhythm with Jermaine’s slams into her backside.<\/span><\/p>\n

With his first grunt and the subsequent jolt of his cock, she was launched on her joyride.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna\u2019s knees weakened in her orgasm. She tried to grip the flat walls with her painted fingernails. Her feet in the new white flats slid wider over the tiled floor. She placed her forehead against the wall as her chest heaved in air.<\/span><\/p>\n

She felt his dick twitch. It spasmed after a few faster thrusts.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCum in me, daddy. Come on. Give it to me. Give it to your slut.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jermaine sped up and drove deeper. Jenna screamed toward the floor, hoping to muffle the sound.<\/span><\/p>\n

In her joyride of intensity, she felt his large cock\u2019s tiniest movements. She knew he was near. She had done this enough that she recognized his body.<\/span><\/p>\n

She tightened her ass as best as her body would allow.<\/span><\/p>\n

She glanced over her shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFuck, yeah! You like this white ass? Then cum in it!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jermaine\u2019s white teeth were biting his dark lower lip as he tried to last longer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLet go. I want to feel it all up in me!\u201d She hissed out the words. She was about to encourage him but felt the first shot of cum deeply. Then a second and a third. He tightened his cock in her to unload every bit of his juice.<\/span><\/p>\n

He held, poised briefly, and then pulled out. Jenna collapsed onto the child-sized toilet. She was exhausted, still sailing on an orgasmic high, and feeling a sore asshole.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jermaine wiped off his dangling cock with a damp, brown paper towel. She remained on the toilet, resting. Her chest lowered and raised like she had just run a marathon.<\/span><\/p>\n

She heard him zip up his jumpsuit.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDamn, you are hot. Got that tight ass. Never been so good, Miss Kennedy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She took a deep breath. \u201cFuck. You got me addicted.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

A moment later, she heard the bathroom door and then the classroom door close. Her asshole eased to its normal tension, although sore.<\/span><\/p>\n

She checked her wristwatch.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMonsters\u2019ll be back in a few minutes,\u201d she grumbled. But she put on her happy teacher attitude again.<\/span><\/p>\n

She washed her hands and touched up her face that had a glistening sheen of perspiration. She straightened her messy hair.<\/span><\/p>\n

She opened the bathroom door.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, shit!\u201d She jumped back into the bathroom.\u00a0 She grabbed her panties and slid them up her thin legs.<\/span><\/p>\n

Just after the tiny elastic band slapped against her narrow waist, the Kindergarteners barged into the classroom, as usual, after lunch.<\/span><\/p>\n

Miss Kennedy appeared from the bathroom. She attended to her stride in order to make her walk casual and not seem that she had had a cock deep in her ass minutes ago.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWelcome back,\u201d she said, summoning some enthusiasm.<\/span><\/p>\n

The kids continued to talk amongst themselves.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cClass, I am going to give you some free time. I will be at my desk,\u201d Miss Kennedy announced.<\/span><\/p>\n

She sat down too hard on her desk chair. She lifted up with a wince.<\/span><\/p>\n

Cindy noticed. \u201cAre you sure you’re feeling okay, Miss Kennedy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFine, Cindy, fine.\u201d She eased her butt into the chair, allowing a wiggle that made the chair squeak.<\/span><\/p>\n

Miss Kennedy scanned the room. \u201cKids, you all just have a little, quiet fun.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMiss Kennedy, your face is red and you look like your stomach hurts. Are you sure you\u2019re okay?\u201d Cindy asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI am fine. I had a very good lunch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you have for lunch?\u201d Eric asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDessert. Now go and play unless you want to read.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Next: Behind the Door, Part 2 – An Erotic Story<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Enjoy this story more with 15% off LELO.com<\/a> with code VOLONTE15<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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