This is my first submission. Hope you like it.
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I was staying late at school to work on the newest edition of my high school's literary magazine. It was about nine when I grabbed my backpack and headed downstairs from the English department to the commons. I was walking towards the front door of school when I heard a noise in the offices to the left. Unless a janitor tripped, someone was doing something noisy, and probably criminal in the principals office. Hoping for a decent story for journalism class, I headed down the darkened hall to the principals office. A light was on in the last office, the head principal's office. As I approached the door, I could see that it was cracked open, and that Mr. Field was sitting on the edge of his desk, facing away from me.
"Hey, Bitch!" It took me a second to realize he wasn't speaking to me, but to someone else in the room. I saw who it was when Mr. Field dragged the woman up by her hair. It was Ms. Stamm, the new French teacher. She had just joined the staff this semester when the old French teacher had suffered a heart attack. My guy friends always talked about how hot she was. Even I had noticed how her huge tits were always prominently displayed during class. I'm not a lesbian, but I'm not against women all together.
I guess I should take a moment to describe myself quickly. My name is Christina, and at the time I was just 18, a senior in high school, captain of the cheerleading squad, editor of the literary magazine, and a member of the swim team. I'm 5'5, have long (down to my ass) blondish brown hair, and I weigh around 120 lbs. My tits are my favorite feature, round and large, a proud 34D. Not bad for a high school chick.
Back to the story: I stood in the doorway, peeking through the cracked door. The picture was clearer now. Mr. Field had pushed Ms. Stamm onto her hands and knees, and was fucking her doggie style. Ms. Stamm's short dark hair did nothing to hide the lust in her face. She moaned as he fucked her, large tits getting mashed into the short office carpet. I dropped my backpack to the floor soundlessly and worked my hand up my skirt, grateful I had left the stockings at home. My fingers were working my clit. It had been a long time, nearly a month, since I had been fucked by my boyfriend. I had been too busy with school and cheerleading. I desperately needed to cum. My vibrator had never made me so horny as the sight of my French teacher getting screwed by the principal. I worked at my clit, occasionally ramming three of my fingers up my cunt. I was so close to cumming when Mr. Field moaned that he was cumming, and ms. Field started to moan with him. OHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG