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It was now my first quarter of a year here at Nevermore and I had already settled in well. Enid Sinclair, my roommate, helped me to find my way around and feel somewhat at peace with my situation.
Well, peace it wasn't really, because I confess I have a complete crush on my headmistress.
Larissa Weems was the woman of my miserable nights.
As many times as I lay awake in my bed fucking this woman in my fantasy, I'm not really supposed to tell anyone, but good.
However, can you really blame me?
I mean, what teenager at the age of 17 didn't have such fantasies?
However, I must mention that life did not like me and punished me with both sexes.
I was a female creature and possessed a penis. In other words, a real freak and outsider.
Over the years, however, I learned to cope with it and accept that I was like that.
Well, you can probably understand all the better now how often this part of my body had a life of its own, especially when it came to this woman.
Unfortunately, until now it only remained in my imagination. When I thought about it,
I was even pretty sure that Principal Weems knew about my secret, which made it even more exciting for me and I wondered how she would react if she saw it.
Fortunately, classes were over for the day, so I had the rest of the day off and could devote myself to my typewriter again after lunch. I had just come into the dining room and grabbed my food when Enid beckoned me to join her and I did. When I arrived at the table, I saw the small clique already seated and eating. Without hesitation I started to eat, because on the one hand I was hungry and on the other hand I wanted to go to my room. A round of relaxing also occurred to me to do and so I ate faster than I had planned.
"Wednesday is everything alright?", I heard Enid ask and I nodded to her.
"Sure. I just want to get straight to my novel. You know it's my time."
Enid smiled and nodded at me. "Well, I'm about to meet up with Yoko and Ajax. We're going to look at the moon outdoors today and have a few mojitos while we're at it. As you know, Yoko is an absolute master at that."
After I had eaten my plate in no time, I smiled. Maybe I seemed a little rude with my haste, but I didn't care.
"Well, have a nice evening then. I will enjoy the silence," I joked and rose to return the tablet.
When I arrived in the room, my path led me to my beloved typewriter. I quickly started typing and lost myself in my novel until my thoughts wandered to the blonde.
I wondered what Weems was doing right now? I looked at my watch and was surprised to see that it was already past 9 pm. How quickly had the time flown? I had only been writing!
A little irritated by this, I went to the bathroom to put on some comfortable clothes, because this school uniform was anything but comfortable. After I finished, I crawled into my bed and pulled up the covers. Enid knew nothing of my condition and so I was going to leave it at that. I confess I really enjoyed the silence that surrounded me and again Weems popped into my thoughts.
I slapped my forehead rudely. It was like being cursed, because every time I had even a few minutes, my thoughts were on her. Oh and how dirty my thoughts were. The idea of seeing her without clothes was quite enough to make me extremely warm. I imagined her spreading her legs for me so that I could lie on top of her and oh, that idea excited me so much that I got hard.
Holy shit, I thought as I took my cock in my hand and looked at it. Either I am hallucinating or it has grown. Carefully, I began to pump the shaft up and down, enjoying the sensation as I continued to think about my headmaster.
I imagined her opening her lips and letting me into her mouth while I didn't stop my movements.
I couldn't help but sigh softly as I pushed against my hand to get more pressure.
Fuck, was that feeling horny. I'd put my hand in countless times, but none had felt like today. I wanted to push my cock so deep into her that she moaned my name.
My phone buzzed.
No, no, no. I sighed. This couldn't be happening. I hate interruptions.
Enid, I swear to God, I muttered to myself as I reached for my phone. But when I opened and read the incoming message, I frowned.
(Hello stranger, I'm thinking of you).
I thought about who this person could have been, as I didn't know the number.
(Hello stranger(s)?, it's irritating not to know who is thinking of me).
I grinned a little to myself.
It didn't take long before I got a reply.
(Stranger!!! Hmmm... I'm thinking of you and I know you're thinking of me right now and I'm certainly filling your imagination).
Now I sat up straight as a candle in my bed. It couldn't be, could it? Could it really be? I didn't dare to think it through. Shit, I brushed my hair out of my face and typed, only to delete the sentence again. I held my hand to my eyes, took a deep breath and then dared to voice my suspicions.
(Larissa)
(L: That's right. Tell me Wednesday, what did you just do while I was starring in your fantasy?)
I could hardly believe it. A moment ago in my fantasy, now in reality, I was lying in my bed writing with Larissa. My excitement was rising. What should I write to her now? Could I really write to her what I had just done?
My thoughts were running criss-cross.
So, if she asked for it, she should get an answer.
(Well Principal Weems, if you want to know for sure. I'm lying in bed, just helping myself get some relaxation. And to what do I owe the honor of you writing to me at this hour?)
I was really curious. Would Larissa get involved in such a game? The buzzing of my phone brought me back to reality. I read.
(L: A very interesting performance Miss Addams. Are you completely relaxed?)
Oh my God, oh my God. I really couldn't believe it. I was actually texting with my headmaster. The woman I had a crush on, and was about to write her what was rattling around in my head.
(No, I am not completely relaxed. I was interrupted, but nothing I won't change. How about you?)
I couldn't help it. I wanted to know what she was doing. I wanted to know how far I could go. How far she would let me go.
(L: A little tense so far, but nothing I can't change. I'm lying in front of the fireplace on my lounge enjoying the fire and my wine).
There was a tug between my legs. That's right, there had been something else. I lifted the blanket and swallowed. Hallelujah. I never thought I would ever have such a hard cock but this woman made sure of it. I wanted her so badly but how was I going to make it happen? CS was one thing but real? I whimpered and slapped my hand on my forehead before writing again.
(Do you want to relax? This must be a breathtaking sight. I can picture your skin shimmering under the light of the fire, while you put your fingers...)
I broke off. No, I couldn't write that like that. I couldn't. Had I pressed send? I looked at my display with wide eyes. Shit, I've sent it. Dear God, please give me a big hole to sink into. I just wanted to sink into the ground.
(L: Relaxation is always good. While my fingers what?)
Oh that beast of a woman. Such a bitch. She really wanted me to keep writing. All right. Then she should have it.
(While your fingers are between your spread legs and you are masturbating. A very arousing performance, I would want to watch.)
What was the saying so well? No risk, no fun? But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw on it. I glanced at my display, convinced only to read a message, and gulped when I saw the image file. I clicked on it and choked on my own spit.
Holy fucking shit.
A felt electric shock shot between my legs as I looked at the picture.
She hadn't been lying when she wrote that she was lying in front of the fireplace. She was lying under a thin blanket, had her legs spread, her hand resting on her sex giving me full view of exactly where her hand was. I whimpered even more as my cock really started to hurt at the sight.
(L: Is this what you had in mind, Wednesday?)
Fucking bitch. That woman made me come without me doing anything. I looked down at myself and saw the pulsing. Without thinking any more about it, I grabbed my friend and started moving slowly while I answered her.
(Oh yes, very much. You have no idea what I would want to do).
Not even a minute later she had written back.
(L: Tell me)
I gulped. Since I wasn't 100% sure if she knew about my condition, I didn't know exactly how to phrase what I wanted to express.
(I would replace your hand with mine while dipping the tip of my tongue inside you. Again and again. I would suck on you until you came).
I moved my hand faster. I needed release and I needed it badly. No one said I wouldn't continue but for now, I needed redemption.
(L: Hmmm. That would be welcome. Tell me Wednesday, are you hard?)
Fuck. She knew. Oh my God and I was about to come.
(I'm...fuck, I'm fucking hard)
(L: Show me?!)
I widened my eyes and swallowed. I hadn't expected this. What was I supposed to do? She had sent me a picture of herself, so it would only be fair if I sent her one too. I took a breath and positioned myself properly. I hoped Enid wouldn't come back now, as it would have been hard to explain this situation to her.
I held my cock tightly, took a picture of it and sent the picture. I must have really gone crazy because I just sent Principal Weems a picture of my extremely hard cock. Well, now there was no turning back either, because she had seen it.
(L: Oh God, you look delicious my dear. I bet you feel so delicious too. You have no idea how wet the sight is making me right now).
That was it. Before I even had a chance to react, my insides contracted and I came. Shit. I buried my face in my hands. I should have thought of tissues. This could only happen to me again. Frustrated at the mess I had made, I stood up and got my moisturizing wipes out of my bag and a small towel to dry myself. After I had cleaned up the worst of it, I cringed at my train of thought. I decided to put my phone on silent, put some clothes back on, put on my shoes and left the room. The direct way to her office. But along the way I wrote back to her.
(Tell me Larissa, what do you want this dick to do for you? Do you want it to fill you up and fuck you good?)
I knew my way around this building extremely well and also knew the secret doors, so I slipped through a secret door into Larissa's bedroom. She was right, she wasn't in her bed. I crept to the door, opened it as quietly as I could and watched her from there.
Holy fucking shit, she hadn't lied. She was sitting, half lying on her lounge, only minimally clothed, her legs spread as she masturbated. What a sight. What a fantastically delicious sight. I watched her take two of her slender fingers inside her, moving them and moaning as she did so, almost making me moan along. She wrote back to me.
(L: Would you do that? God, the idea almost makes me come).
And I saw how right she was. She was trembling and I was sure she just needed a little push. Grinning, I wrote.
(Do me a favor, Larissa. I want you to fuck yourself hard. Deep and hard. Imagine me sticking my cock inside you and taking you really hard. Is that what you want?)
After pressing send, I looked back at her and saw her reading my message, swallowing and complying with my demand. I heard her whimper and moan and fuck there was no better sound.
I looked down at myself and grinned. Hard. I shook my head and looked back at Larissa who was fingering herself massively and panting.
(L: You wouldn't believe how horny this idea is to have you inside me right now and I bet you feel so good).
(I am so hard for you my love, I would fill you with pleasure).
That had been it for the woman who spasmed and came at the exact moment she read my message.
I witnessed an awesome image. God, punish me with this sin, but I wanted to photograph it. I wanted to photograph it so badly so I could look at it every time I felt like it. Aphrodite would be jealous at the sight of it, I was pretty sure.
She closed her eyes and moaned my name and I took just that chance to go to her. If she wanted it, she should have it. I was not averse to it. Luckily for me, she hadn't noticed me. She had been too deep in her orgasm. I knelt in front of her and waited a moment, giving her some time, knowing she would be frightened.
"What a sight," I breathed and saw Larissa open her eyes and stare at me.
"Wednesday," she said, "how long have you been here?"
I glanced at her hand still resting in it, reached for it, pulled it out and brought it to my mouth. She watched me with eagle eyes as I took her fingers in my mouth and sucked on them deliciously. She tasted heavenly and I grew even harder than was possible. I moaned. The taste of her on her fingers, in my mouth, made me burn.
When I released her and looked at her, I noticed the sparkle in her eyes.
"Long enough to see you come and I believe I have my word to keep," I said, bending over and she let me. Without even doing anything else, she granted me access to her sex.
Gods, what a sight. She was so wet. The pink flesh shone so dreamily enticing and I saw several drops of her wetness running down. Smiling, I looked into her eyes as she nodded at me in affirmation.
Without giving it a second thought, I kissed her centre, causing her to moan loudly. I sucked hard, alternating between sucking and playful tapping. I dragged my tongue lengthwise to her entrance, penetrated it and repeated the process.
Larissa grabbed my hair and held me tight as her moans grew louder and louder. I loved it. That much was already certain for me. I loved her taste, the way her body reacted to my touch and the way she moaned.
I guided two fingers to her entrance, waited a moment and pushed deep inside her.
"Shit, oh my God. That feels so good," she whimpered as she put her head back in her neck.
I pulled my fingers out almost completely, only to go deep again as I continued to eat her out. I felt totally intoxicated and my cock was so hard by now it hurt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck. I.... Don't stop... I'm cumming..."
She moaned so loudly all at once, it was dreamlike. I felt her pulsate around my fingers and begin to tremble violently. I thrust in deep and touched that one spot that made her suddenly scream.
"Oh my god, fuck," she cried out and then fell silent. Her body was arched towards me, her hips moving slowly as she succumbed to her orgasm. I just didn't give her much time to recover, because I wanted this woman's beautiful body.
After licking almost every drop clean, I eased off her, kissing up her stomach as I pulled down my pants and knelt in front of her. I let my hands wander over her body, gently stroking her breast and twirling her hard nipples between my fingers.
God, she was so stunningly beautiful. Her pale skin under my darker fingers. I kissed every inch of skin I could reach, which made her moan again. She hadn't realized I was already without clothes, but quickly noticed when she pulled me in for a kiss and my shaft touched her. She gasped.
As sure as eggs is eggs, I was sure I wouldn't last long. I was already so aroused that I didn't need much more.
I pulled back and looked at her. Her chest was rising and falling heavily. Her pupils were dilated and she was trembling.
I began to move my pelvis and wet my cock with her moisture. Fuck, what a rare horny feeling. I swallowed. With every movement I made, I saw her breathing in heavily and breathing out choppily.
"Tell me Larissa, what do you want me to do. What do you want?"
My questions were clear, including what I was willing to do. I was nervous. If I was honest, I was nervous as hell. She wasn't just any woman. This woman meant something to me.
As a matter of fact. I loved her.
She swallowed and looked at me.
"Take me," she breathed towards me.
I looked into her eyes and nodded. For a brief moment I pulled back a little, guided my cock to her entrance, looked her in the eyes again and thrust into her to the hilt.
Holy shit, fucking bitch, fuck. I underestimated the situation and overestimated myself. I bit my lower lip so hard I was sure she was bleeding, only to not cum at the same moment and it helped. The pain distracted me enough that I was sure I could hold on a little longer.
"Oh my God," Larissa groaned, which made me grin.
"What is it my love?", I asked her.
"You feel insanely good," she moaned.
Gently I began to penetrate her again and again, kissing her where I could. Sucked on her nipples, which made Larissa lift her pelvis higher so I could thrust deeper into her. I grabbed her leg, put it on my shoulder and abruptly thrust hard, eliciting a sharp cry from Larissa.
I repeated the process again and again, with an intensity that drove her out of her mind, but that was not yet what I wanted. I wanted her as in my fantasy. So I stopped, which earned me the most indignant look I've ever seen. Just as Larissa was about to say something, I stepped in front of her.
"Get down on the carpet," it came out of my mouth harder than I had planned, but Larissa complied with the request. I turned a little to the side so she had room to come down to me and took off my pants, including my shorts, and sat on my feet while she watched me. I saw her curiosity and smirked.
"You can touch me too," I joked as I followed her gaze.
She reached for the hem of my shirt, pulled it up and threw it into the nearest corner. Now sitting completely naked in front of this woman, bared to the soul, was a strange feeling. While I was not ashamed of who I was, I had never presented myself like I was on a plate before.
Her gaze wandered down to my best part and I saw her falter and cough slightly.
"Well, I didn't expect that, Miss Addams," she said in surprise as she looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
I looked down at myself and didn't know what exactly the problem was. I mean, I didn't have a 12" spanking and found myself perfectly adequate to perfect with my 7.5" and 1.5" in diameter. Well, at least she seemed to like it.
She closed her hand around my shaft, moving it slowly up and down, watching me. I sighed at the sensation and at the same time fell silent when I saw what she was about to do. I stopped her.
"If you do this now," I said almost threateningly. "It's over before we've started."
She grinned as I looked at her. I mean, why would I lie to her? It was reality. I was so aroused and already kept myself on the edge the whole time.
"Then my dear Wednesday, let me take care of you. I have no intention of letting you go so soon."
I swallowed. Okay, if that's what she wanted, then because of me. I changed my position so that I was now sitting on the lounge while Larissa knelt in front of me. She gathered up all her strands of hair that had already fallen out of the braid and was about to tie a fresh braid when I interrupted her.
She looked at me questioningly.
"Please leave it up," I begged and she nodded. "You are so beautiful," I sighed, wincing a moment later when she took my best piece in her hand again. She grinned at me and touched it with her lips.
Ohh shit. I had dreamed and fantasized about this, but it had been a joke to reality. She kissed down the entire length and back up again playing with the tip of her tongue on the glans, making me want to claw tightly into the blanket. I was enjoying what she was doing. How she was doing it and moaned heavily when I noticed how she put her lips completely around my cock and let it disappear bit by bit in her mouth.
Fuck, fuck.. Oh woman. I wanted to scream at her and fell silent at the same time as she let her tongue play.
The famous quote that you learn to ride better on old horses never made more sense to me until now. For what Larissa was doing, I could no longer find words. It was heaven.
I reached into her hair, pulled it to the side so I could see her face and oh shit, it was more than I could take.
"Fuck, Larissa," I moaned. "I can't," oh my god, this woman was torturing me. I tried to pull out of her delicious mouth but to no avail, she held me tight.
"Do you want me to come just like that?", I hissed at her questioningly and saw her nod. She increased the pace and I watched in amazement as she swallowed me to the hilt.
"Fuck," I groaned out loud with my eyes wide open as I felt myself reach the end of her throat. I felt myself catch fire and tightened my grip in her hair, forcing her to do it again and she did it without batting an eyelid.
In no uncertain terms, she let me take the lead and demanded I fuck her mouth. I tried to control myself by not thrusting too hard, which I found difficult to do. Only a few seconds later I felt everything inside me contract and all I wanted to do was let go. Even though I felt a little strange about coming into her mouth, I couldn't hold back any longer.
"Shit, shit. I can't," I groaned, feeling myself squirt into her mouth. Even though it took all my strength, I couldn't bring myself to look away. She squeezed my shaft and I just watched in fascination as she swallowed it all.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
After I was able to move again a few minutes later, she moved away from me, making me whimper as her mouth had been quite warm and now the cool air hit me.
She grinned at me and indicated with her index finger that I should follow her and I did. She dropped backwards onto the carpet and pulled me up on top of her.
Heavens, it felt indescribable just to lie on top of this woman and look at her in the glow of the fire. The silver-blonde hair spread out like a fan, her blue eyes shining like sapphires.
I couldn't help but cover her lips with mine and we kissed with a strange intimacy that left butterflies in my stomach. She stroked my hair, caressed my cheek and then pulled away from me a little to look into my eyes. I don't know what she was looking for, but she seemed to be searching for something and asking at the same time.
"What are you looking for, woman?" I asked her, smiling at her. She pushed out her breath laughing when she heard my sentence.
"I don't know. I really don't. I look at you and I feel like I'm on fire. You make me curious. And I want so much more and likewise it scares me."
I understood what she meant because I felt the same way. Ever since I arrived here, this woman had my full interest and I didn't know how to fight it anymore.
"I understand what you mean. Ever since I first saw you, I wanted you. I feel like a complete idiot for hanging on your lips as soon as you said something. Ever since I got here, I've wanted you with an intensity that scares me. So yes, I understand you completely."
She smiled and nodded at me that she understood.
"How did you know I was different?", I asked her as I pointed downwards. "I mean, it's not in my school record and I'm sure my mum didn't say anything."
Curiosity burned and I got what was almost a treacherous grin.
"Oh my dear Wednesday," she continued to grin.
"Don't always believe everything you see at first glance."
My look became even more questioning as I didn't understand what she meant by that and I hate riddles.
"What do you mean?", I asked and she replied.
"Well, at first I was curious about you as a person, then I just watched you and honestly my dear, do you really think you're the only one here with abilities? How many times do you think you really talked to Enid?"
My mind tried to follow what she was saying.
Did I just hear correctly? Had Larissa been impersonating Enid? Oh what a...
While I was a little dumbfounded by what I had just heard, I found it quite amusing to hear what Larissa had come up with to get behind my secret. I grinned at her and shook my head, lowering my weight onto her body and kissing her passionately. When I heard her soft moan, the tug went through me again.
I swear I couldn't help it that my best piece immediately reacted to her lute and became hard, much to Larissa's delight.
"That reminds me, Wednesday. What were you going to do when you wanted me to join you on the carpet?"
She grinned lasciviously at me and played with her fingers on my arm.
"Oh, you beast of a woman," I gave out, laughing as I rolled my eyes playfully.
I kissed along her neck and bit into it, eliciting a sharp moan from Larissa. It was really music to my ears.
I propped myself up on my arms again and looked at her.
"Turn around," I urged her, pointing to the carpet.
For a brief moment I thought I had gone too far, because she looked at me urgently. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then nodded at me.
I rose so that she could lie on her stomach and got a hammer view on it.
The curves in all the right places and curves. Her sharp lines.
I couldn't resist and kissed her back, down to her ass and bit into it gently. She whimpered.
"On all fours," I said firmly and she followed.
Dear God, thank you, I left out a mental prayer for this sight, because Larissa was kneeling on all fours in front of me. A 6'2" woman was completely subdued to me. My heart was beating hard in my chest and I was completely hard from the sight.
"Holy shit, Larissa," I said softly and kissed her ass again, biting into it and continuing my kisses to her center. Playfully, I let the tip of my tongue slide through her wetness, which only made her moan louder. I could not and would not control myself any longer. This woman was driving me crazy. I didn't want to think any more, I wanted her. Gently I applied pressure against her inner thighs so that she spread her legs wider for me and she understood. I squatted behind her and pressed against her entrance.
"Tell me what you want Larissa," I urged her again and she clawed into the carpet.
"Fuck me just as well as you did earlier my love," she begged and I smiled.
"Press against me," I commanded and watched as she let my entire length inside her, inch by inch, until our skin touched and nothing could fit between us.
"Oh my God," she moaned loudly because in this position I could go fucking deep inside her. Carefully, I pulled out of her a little and pushed in again. Again and again and I felt her squirming under me.
"Fuck, harder," I heard her whimper and I complied with that request. The hardness of the thrusts increased as she thrust harder in addition with each thrust.
My voice was trembling. "Fuck baby, this is... You can't imagine how good you feel. God."
I swear I felt like I was in heaven as her velvety warm, wet flesh nestled perfectly around my cock. Like she was made for me.
"I... Know what you mean...shit," she replied, breathing heavily. "Oh, you feel indescribable."
I pushed down her torso, changed the angle of her pelvis and thrust hard. Fuck. I had hit her sensitive spot, I could feel it and I was enjoying hitting the spot again and again. "Oh my god," escaped her cry. "Oh my god... Shit..."
I was overwhelmed by the sight. The way she just took my entire length.
"Fuck." I moaned loudly and pushed harder and harder against her spot and I heard her plead. Something I describe as divine. Larissa Weems was pleading and almost with tears in her eyes.
"For God's sake Wednesday. Please make me come. I can't take this anymore. Please make me come."
Without being able to resist, I raised my hand and slapped her ass. She cried out and winced.
"Do you want this?", I asked her and saw her nodding violently.
"Please." she pleaded again and I slapped her again, causing a red spot to form. She moaned unrestrainedly and pressed herself further against me.
"Yes... Oh God... Yes.. Don't stop... Shit... Oh God.. I.... I'm coming..."
Holy shit. The feeling was so indescribable. My thrusts went harder and I felt her really pulling me in.
I thrust hard again, let go and came almost simultaneously with her.
She let herself fall forward and lay motionless. I felt our bodies vibrating and was no longer able to move myself, so I lay almost completely on top of her.
I gently kissed her neck, stroked along her arm and linked our fingers as I heard her humming softly.
"I think I should probably get dressed and go back to my room," I said softly, feeling her hold my hand tighter.
"And I think you should take a shower with me and then come back to bed with me."
I giggled. "Oh yeah?" I asked, seeing her nod.
Gently, I pulled out of her so she could turn onto her back and looked up into bright blue eyes at that.
"Yes, I want you to stay," she said softly, looking at me.
"Well ma'am," I returned with a smile. "Since you asked me so sweetly. I will of course stay."
She laughed loudly and nodded as her hands stroked my back. I enjoyed her touch very much and savored every moment I got to spend with her.
After a short while of just lying together and enjoying each other, we decided to go and have a shower together. I was excited to see what else was in store for me that night.
But that, my dear readers, is another story that I will tell you another time.