Involuntary Masturbation

Parking her car out in front of the school, Ms. Lia’s groaned as her traitorous legs lifted her out of the seat. As they stood her up, her boobs wiggled within their inadequate confines, sending small ripples of pleasure into her flesh. Continuing towards their destination, her legs begin a wide, hip-swaying strut toward the front door, swinging her ass and bouncing her tits with each step. Ms. Lia bit her lip and held as stoic a face as she could, but the pleasure radiating from her chest still got to her. Despite her best efforts, her tits wiggling against her shirt managed to grow a wetness in her skirt, reminding her of the incomplete panty-less outfit she’s wearing. Carrying her into the classroom, her legs hand back control once she is standing behind her desk, and Ms. Lia takes a moment to catch her breath and let the rest of the students file in before the bell.

Watching my bitch teacher saunter into the classroom, I could make out the exact moment she got back control of her legs. The way she stood still a second, not quite realizing she could use her legs, made it very clear she wasn’t fighting the command. She may have been wearing her best scowl, but she’s was letting her legs advertise her ass to the school on the way in without even fighting it. Whether or not her legs intended it, they also showed off the bounce of her tits well, and I could tell that Ms. Lia was enjoying it as much as I was despite her attempts to conceal it.

In the last moments before the bell rings, a few students I knew from around school file in. Turning her back to me to take her seat near the front, Julie Kerrigan instantly draws my attention, along with most guys behind her. She is one of the most attractive girls at the school, with a near flawless face, long smooth red hair, and nice handfuls of breasts. Most people ignore all that though, since they agree she has the best ass in the school. I’m personally partial to mom and Alice’s, but I do have to agree that hers is at least the biggest. Unfortunately, like most I have to admire from afar, as she’s much more socially elite than me as a star on the volleyball team, and previous attempts to talk have left her just annoyed with me being there. At least her position on the team means I get to see her ass in those tight shorts a lot.

Looking away from Julie’s ass, I catch my Maria Chan offering a smile hello and smile back. She’s a short Asian girl with shoulder length black hair and a moderately petite body. We met through some mutual friends and got along pretty well, but we haven’t hung out without those mutual ever. Still, we have stuff to talk about with our shared interests in games and shows, but she’s definitely much more on the nerdy end than I am. She’s actually been writing her own books for a while now and even got one published. Despite being on the nerdy end of the spectrum, she is very fit from spending years on the track team.

As the bell rings, Ms. Lia wastes no time getting up in front of the class, giving her tits a subtle wiggle as she enters stance before us. The black jacket she’s wearing over her skimpy tank top does nothing to hide her body, in fact it only emphasizes the mass of cleavage she’s holding out in front of her.

“So, for all of you who did the reading, who would like to start with your thoughts?” She turns around and starts drawing a few lists on the board, titling the major characters of the last chapter. I was just planning on laying low since I didn’t do the reading again, so I pull out my phone and get the hotkeys ready. As she finishes writing down the three names, she turns on her heel to face back to us, her boobs taking a second to settle. As she scans the room looking for the first hand, her own hand sneaks up to her top and pushes the marker she was holding down between her tits.

“OH!” Shocked by the sensation of the marker intruding, Ms. Lia can’t help but let out a moan in pleasure. Immediately following, an awkward moment of silence comes over the class as her face starts burning bright red. Not having the composure to keep going, her hand sneaks up to her nipple and gives her a tug to move her along.

“MMMMM!” As her hand prods her, the bitchy teacher muffles another moan and wipes the embarrassment from her face. Calling on a random student near the front, she catches him off guard.

“You! Pay attention, and answer the question!” She yells at him with the marker still poking out between her tits, and her hands poised on her hips as she glares at him with a red face. He stammers an answer that she deemed satisfactory enough, and turns back around to the board. Doing her best to keep calm and quiet, she manages to carefully remove the marker without incident and add the student’s observation to the board. Putting the marker back in, she pulls one boob to the side to avoid too much friction, and turns back to the class.

As this was happening, I took a look around the class and saw the stunned expressions on everyone’s faces. Quite a few students were whispering and snickering to each other. A handful of girls were rolling their eyes, and a few boys had sneaked their phones out at the ready. When Ms. Lia turned back to us with that marker wedged in her cleavage. Finger on the trigger, I hit Drop Item and watch her eyes widen as her hand tugs it out of place.

“AH!” Not ready for the sudden stimulation, her eyes reflectively close and she can’t help but let out another cry of pleasure. With the marker misplaced on the ground, her cleavage pocket command kicks in and Ms. Lia is startled by her body suddenly bending at the waist. Her tits dangling below her in the low tank top, she finds her hand reaching out to pick up the marker again and return it to it’s rightful place. Still bend over, Lia braces herself as her hand quickly shoves the marker back in place, a roar of bliss flowing from her chest, and she is able to finally stand back up and face the class.

As she stands there with a slight streak of ink staining her chest, I catch a few of the guys quietly putting their phones away, no doubt having captured wonderful pictures of our teacher. She does her best to take back the classroom, and over the next few minutes she somewhat manages to. Her marker keeps diving in and out of her tits, but she keeps her composure and is able to avoid embarrassing herself more than necessary.

As I absently pay attention, browsing the options on Custom Girls, Ms. Lia stops her normal lecturing and turns to face one of the boys in the front of the class.

“Hey!” She marches towards him aggressively, striking some fear into his eyes. “Give me the phone, right now.” She seemed to have caught him slacking off in class, this is why I sit in the back. Not looking for any more trouble than he’s already going to be in, the student silently brings his phone up from under the desk, and is ready to hand it to her when I activate a hotkey.

Ms. Lia’s body shocks her by bending forwards sharply at the waist, pushing her student’s head right between her tits. Everyone in the class is stunned, and I just have to hold back laughter. She is utterly mortified, leaning over into her student, pushing him back over the side of his desk with her juicy jugs. Struggling left and right, the busty teacher only succeeds in motor boating her student and stimulating herself further, releasing a few soft moans in the process.

I look down at Custom Girls a little surprised. The Bend Over hotkey isn’t active, why is she still doing this? Realization hits me and I can’t help my smile. She isn’t doing anything because his face was placed between her tits, and she can’t remove because she wasn’t technically the one who “placed” it there. I guess in terms of someone’s body, whoever’s body it is, is technically the placer. This will be fun.

After enjoying his time between her knockers, the student comes back up for air and Ms. Lia shoots backwards, finally able to pull herself away. Everyone in the classroom is shocked, embarrassed, or turned on. Ms. Lia looks like she just wants to run and hide, and takes a few steps towards the door before stopping and turning back to her desk with a sultry strut. She is almost **** to soldier on by her hands when the bell rings, and a major relieved look bursts onto her face. Seeing people still in their desks, she gives a quick shout and sends everyone on their way.

I wait for everyone in the class to disperse and shut the door, leaving me alone with Ms. Lia. She gives me a suspicious look, and I approach her at her desk with my phone at the ready.

“What are you still doing here, go to class!” She shouts at me despite me being right next to her.

“I’m sorry, but what the hell were you doing?” I try to act like I’m surprised, but I don’t think it really matters much right now. “Can you just not keep anything out of your tits?”

“Listen Dave, I’ve had enough of you these last few days…” She starts her lecture but pauses as her ass rises from her seat, leaving her bent over resting her elbows on the desk as her tits hang below. “I’m really getting sick of you.” she continues, not bothering to fight or question her body at this point. “You better get out of here before – AHHHHHH!”

I interrupt Ms. Lia by sinking my hand into the boobs she’s very kindly presenting over her desk. According to the command, she should never retaliate against me placing something there, so I’m free to just go wild. Feeling her up as roughly as I want, I give her right tit a squeeze as my hand remains in between. Lia can’t help but leave her mouth gaping open, panting in front of me as I manhandle her tits. Feeling her up and playing with her tits, I reach a finger down to her nipples and give them a few flicks, shocking her speeding up her breathing. With a few more moments of play, Ms. Lia lets out a long moan and collapses on her desk, reaching climax from her student groping her in class.

As she lays across her desk temporarily out of commission, I decide I should take my leave before she can come to and chew me out. I admittedly stretched the definition of “placing items in her tits” by groping her, but hopefully that’s close enough that she can’t retaliate. She can’t do anything about my hand being in there, and I couldn’t have done that without my hand being in there. Hopefully that logic follows, and if not hopefully she’s too embarrassed to bring it up again.

Before I go, I decide to exert my power over her just a little more. Out of my backpack, I pull out a roll of emergency quarters and push them between her tits. Heading to the door, I hear Ms. Lia start to catch her breath. Looking over her body, I can see a slight trickle starting down her thigh. I snap out of my daze when I catch her glaring daggers at me, and I turn around and run down the hall before she can do anything to me.