In the shower.

<Petra's POV>

You enter the cold shower cabin and quickly strip yourself of your damp clothes. You brace yourself on the wall and place a hand between your thighs.

You can feel the warm and slippery combination of your sweat and the juices leaking from your pussy.

"Damn." You mumble. You run your left hands up your abs and onto your breast, pinching your hard nipple. "Why does he have to be so fucking cool?" You move your hand away from your pussy and move it to join your left at your breasts. "...and so strong." You let out an uncharacteristically soft moan as you begin to grope yourself, imagining the hands of your new teacher to be the source of your building pleasure and arousal.

"Dammit." You mumble, stopping what you are doing to turn on the shower.

The hot water begins to run over your fatigued body. You lean against the wall and watch the water flow over you; you begin to feel relaxed.

You take the soap and begin to lather yourself, you find yourself breathing heavier than usual.

"Why am I so fucking horny right now?" You ask yourself, tossing the soap aside.

You spread the suds as you grope yourself. You gasp as your left hand moves away from your breast, you trace your abs along with the soapy water as it flows down.

You let out a moan and grip tightly onto your breast as you begin to play with your clit. You trace it with slow circles, your left hand trembling as you move, your right unable to stop fondling your bosom.

You pick up the pace and begin to play with your nipples.

The sounds of your depraved gasps and soft moans fill the shower, accompanied by the sound of the running water.

You close your eyes and begin to rub your fingers along the slit of your pussy. You see the strong hands of your teacher groping you from behind, his large cock poking out, rubbing your pussy from between your thighs.

You let go of your breast and begin to suck on two of your fingers. Continuing to imagine the hands of your teacher.

You hook your cheek with your fingers and the return to your breast. "John!" You gasp. "Put it in!"

You moan loudly as you insert two of your fingers into your pussy, imagining the large cock of your teacher.

You pick up the pace for a little until eventually you find yourself trembling.

You bite your lip before moaning loudly, calling out the name of your teacher with your orgasm.

That was the hardest you can ever remember cumming. Your legs are shaking, even though your supporting yourself with the wall.

"What the hell am I doing?" You look at your left hand, watching the water rinse away your love juices.

"I hardly know him!" You yell at yourself as you turn off the water.

"He has been really nice." You continue talking to yourself as you start to dry off. "and he is so my type."

You wipe the fog from the mirror and inspect yourself. "He's super fucking strong too." You catch yourself biting your lip.

You continue to ramble on about the ins and outs of how attracted you are to John.

"I wonder if he's fallen for me at all." You sigh as you get dressed.

You open the door and instantly catch the pleasant smell of dinner.