Troublemaker

It was all Melissa could do to keep from screaming out in frustration. She had kept her pheromones in check as she sat in her chair listening to Ms. Prinnis drone on about early literature. Melissa could feel Ms. Prinnis’s passion for the subject as she talked about the great poets and the medieval romances. But for the last hour all Melissa could think of was how she wanted to change Ms. Prinnis’s passion into a deep deviant sexual one. Melissa continued to smile and make sexual gestures towards several students in the class that looked at her occasionally. At one point she even caused the girl sitting next to her to yelp and jump as Melissa’s hand moved up the girl’s bare thigh. Ms. Prinnis had seen this and had asked Melissa to pay attention. Melissa tried as best she could, but she could not help but touch her wet pussy occasionally.

The girl sitting next to her had noticed what she was doing and tried to ignore her. The poor girl was having a hard time of it though. As class went on, she began to want to reach over and touch Melissa’s puffy flower as well. The girl was near her breaking point when Ms. Prinnis called class over. The girl quickly gathered her stuff and rushed out of class heading to the closest bathroom where she planned to masturbate. As Melissa gathered her own stuff, Ms Prinnis called out, “Melissa Peterson, could you please remain behind. We need to discuss something.”

Melissa saw how fortunate this could be and quickly began to issue her pheromones. She slowly walked down to the front of the classroom to one of the seats before the teacher’s podium. About this time the last of the other students left the class and the audible click of the door sounded. Melissa sat with her legs spread wide watching Ms. Prinnis finish erasing the wet erase notes on her whiteboard.

As Ms. Prinnis turned around she let out a slight gasp as she saw Melissa’s bare pussy on display. Raised in a religious home and having worked her way through college, Ms. Prinnis had never considered being with a woman; and to have one throwing them self at her was completely new to her. Ms. Prinnis however was a professional and managed to keep her cool. She had many boys throw themselves at her over the years. She would just treat this the same way. Although she was beginning to feel aroused. She even wondered what her husband would think of a female student trying to get into his faithful wife’s pants.

Ms. Prinnis walked around to the front of the desk and leaned against it as she asked, “Ms Peterson, your actions this evening have been abhorrent. Well that may be a bit strong of a word, but definitely disrespectful to me. I have a class to teach and I don’t need you disrupting it, especially by showing off your…sweet little cunt. I mean your bare pussy” Ms. Prinnis was beginning to feel hot as she found herself staring at Melissa’s dewy petals. Feeling a little weak, she jumped up on the desk with her legs dangling over the side. She then fanned herself with one hand and unconsciously undid two of her blouse’s buttons. Ms. Prinnis began to slowly speak again trying to look only at Melissa’s face, “While you are in my class, I expect you to have a little bit of decorum. Not sit there exposing yourself to the world.”

Before she could go on, Melissa stood up and walked forward onto the podium in front of Ms. Prinnis. She took Ms. Prinnis’s hand in hers and sweetly stated, “I am so sorry Ms. Prinnis, I did not mean to disrespect you. In fact, your lecture filled me with passion. It aroused me so much I could not help myself. Your very words and the movement of your body made me want to touch myself.”

Ms. Prinnis did not pull her hand away. She stuttered, “I..I..I’m sorry… I didn’t realize.” The touch caused her own hand to feel a sweet warm pleasure spread through it causing her arm to tingle. As Melissa talked, Ms. Prinnis felt warmer and warmer. Unconsciously, she had unbuttoned two more buttons on her blouse and had spread the opening wide showcasing the top of her decently sized breasts. She had also spread her legs allowing Melissa to now stand in between them. Melissa’s words began to bring images to Ms. Prinnis’s mind. She was now imagining what Melissa would look like naked masturbating. The fact that she had never been attracted to women before escaped her feverish mind as Melissa continued on moving slightly closer.