I walked across the length of the classroom towards Ms. Turney's desk. I hadn't bothered tucking my cock back into my pants after I had thrusted it into that sexy slut Lindsey's mouth. Why should I? Everyone was still frozen. My time-freeze phone app had worked! I had no shame.
I finally got to the front of the class and stood before my incredible sexy (and incredibly frozen) teacher, Ms. Turney. She looked a lot like that porn star, Tessa Lane. Her eyes were looking straight ahead at her class. Her mouth was half open, having been frozen in the middle of her lecture. Her cheeks were still red from the lack of air conditioning in the classroom and the mile walk she had to make to school that morning. She was covered in sweat. Her dark black hair was a mess and clung to her forehead and cheeks.
I followed the trail of sweat down her neck and into her ample, double D breasts. God, they looked amazing. Her thin, button down shirt was almost translucent because of all her sweat. Normally, she only has the top two buttons undone. However, because she had to rush to school on account of her car breaking down, she didn't have the time to make sure she looked as presentable as normal. Lucky me!
I could clearly see her white lacy bra peeking out from her blouse. I don't necessarily think that her bra was too small, but her breasts were just so big that it created an incredible amount of cleavage. Her tits were almost bursting from their lacy enclosure. I bet if she had jumped up in down a few time, her large pink nipples would have fallen out the top of the bra.
Then, my eyes went down to her beautiful legs. Her knees were apart, almost a foot. She normally would cross her legs so quickly, that I wouldn't be able to see any of the beauty that lay between. But not today. Her skin was pale and smooth. I noticed a small amount of cellulite near the bottom of her thick thighs where they were squishing down against her desk. Sitting on her desk had caused her tight grey business skirt to hike up, and was now several inches above her knees. I was going to enjoy this.
I crouched down right between Ms. Turney's open legs. I had a perfect view of the triangle of her sexy, white, lacy panties. I got as close to her panties as I could without actually putting my head under her skirt. The panties looked damp, from all the sweat. I could also see a yellow stain at the front of her panties, where she must have accidently let a little pee go into her panties. Then I took a big whiff.
The smell was intoxication. I could smell her stinky, sweaty pussy just inches from my face. I could even smell a little bit of pee mixed in. Again, Ms. Turney was a fit woman with a tight tummy. But she had a huge ass and very thick thighs. That must put a lot of strain on the tiny little panties she kept wedged between her pussy and ass. The smell of pussy, sweat, and pee was getting to be too much for me. I needed more of those panties.
Carefully, I put my arm behind Ms. Turney's back and grabbed her arm to bring her to a standing position. As I learned with that slut Lindsey, I could still move people when time was frozen, and their normal bodily functions continued normally (breathing, sweating, peeing, etc.). One she was standing up, I turned her around, and then pushed her back so that she was leaning over her desk with her ass sticking out obscenely. God she was so fucking sexy.
My cock was so hard. I had to take a moment to just step back and look at my beautiful, sweaty teacher bent over her desk, just offering that delicious ass to me. Her ass looked so big in her tight grey skirt and I could clearly see the globes of each ass cheek. Bending over in that way, her skirt rode up even more, and was just barely covering the bottom of her cheeks. I then grabbed the bottom of her skirt and lifted it up over her large ass and up to her waste. Now, Ms. Turney was crouched over her desk completely exposed from the waste down, except for that dirty, stinky little thong.
Yes, it turns out Ms. Turney was wearing a thong under her business skirt. How slutty of her. I could see the thin lacy strings of the thong on the side of her hips, but the material disappeared as it went down in between her ass. Again, I crouched down on the floor, and then I put one hand on each of her thick ass cheeks. Her skin felt sweaty and clammy to the touch. Then, I spread her ass cheeks, and looked what was inside.