Chapter 47

• My appetite for sex was insatiable, and there was hardly a place at my high school where I didn’t have a sexual encounter. I remember being fucked in the ass by the star basketball player on the bleachers after practice, riding on top of the science geek on the lab counters while he tutored me after school, and blowing the shy trombone player in the music room during detention. I was an equal opportunity slut, glad to fuck any guy anytime, anywhere, but what I wanted most was for a teacher to walk in on us, especially the male teachers. I was a nubile young thing, a fine piece of ass that needed to be admired. I knew they would never touch me because I was prime jail bait, but I wanted them to walk in the room, see me fucking these guys and sit back and watch, stroking their dicks until they came.
• I reach farther down into my pussy and stroke it, looking out to the dark windows of the apartment building across the street. As a special treat to our repeat customers, Eric and I tell them about our Halloween plans each year and the approximate time the fucking begins. I’m getting wet just knowing that at this moment someone is watching me pleasure myself. My nipples get hard, and I reach a hand under the red lace of my bra and rub the taut little tip, thinking about Eric with his tongue on it, waiting for him to play with me. Maybe I’ll let Babyface suck the other one.
• I begin grinding my hips as I plunge deeper and deeper into myself, my hand in my pussy getting slick with desire. I cry out as the orgasm shudders through me, right at the moment when Eric walks through the door.