Badly

For a while, Margaret's bath went alright. She was resting inside her warm tub, enjoying the vapor and calming heat, which started to help calm her down. She was sure that this was what she needed to get sex off her mind, and forget momentarily what she had done in her office.

However, this did not last, and perverted thoughts quickly started to flow into her mind again. She imagined the stud again, this time stepping into the bath tub and fucking her, feeling up her body in the soapy warm water, and putting his dick between her legs, straight into her pussy. She imagined her moaning as he did this, feeling his dick thrust into her.

She caught herself right as she was about to start masturbating again, her face going crimson red from the humiliation of what she was going through, and of the ideas she had just had about one of her students. But it didn't help; the images kept coming, more and more vivid, and more and more sexual, in a variety of scenarios with many different men.

She imagined having to suck the dean's big, fat dick in a desperate bid to keep her job, and loving every second of it, kneeling under his desk as he had a meeting with another teacher. All her male coworkers coming together to gang-bang her in the teacher's lounge, taking all her holes multiple times and making her moan like a whore, leaving her leaking with cum. Her teaching a sex ed class where all she did was suck her student's dicks and get fucked by them in all manner of positions, sometimes by multiple of them. The images and fantasies continued to roll by, filling her head more and more, and deeply humiliating her. She couldn't get away from them, even in her own home, in her own bathtub, trying to have so relaxing time alone specifically to get said thoughts out of her head.

She just couldn't hold back anymore. Without even thinking twice, she sank her fingers into her pussy, desperately masturbating and seeking pleasure. She played with her breasts too, and the warm water actually made the pleasure even better. She was unable to hold her moaning back, especially with how desperate she was to cum, and the thought that Natalie might hear her temporarily slipped her mind, lost in the pleasure she was getting.

All she cared about was masturbating, her usual rational and calm mind sent into a frenzy by the pleasure and increasing arousal. A part of her brain told her she couldn't go on without dick for much longer, and she shamefully accepted it as the truth. Her masturbation continued for quite a while before she finally managed to get herself off, a loud moan leaving her lips as she squirted into the tub, panting and exhausted from a long day and what she had just done. She didn't even factor in how loud she'd been moaning, and quickly got out and dried herself, hoping Natalie had her tea ready.