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Jenny Dideski
by Writerotic (solace20@yahoo.com)

***

A kindergarten teacher likes a little naughtiness. (Fm, 
implied-ped, nc, voy, oral)

***

Jenny Sideski, a 29-year-old hard-body, was browsing 
through the lesbian-owned adult bookstore in town. Her 
eyes glanced over the magazines, the videos, but the 
toys caught her fancy. Every one she looked at made her 
pussy tingle with the thought of her current 
girlfriend, Cady.

Then the words of her ex, Gina played in her mind, "I 
just love my new butt toy," she held up a pretty little 
red butt-plug, it's so comfortable I often forget it's 
in and end up doing my housework till my daughter comes 
and finds it. This one time she got the remote and 
turned it on vibrate. I came so hard she had to run 
over and hold me up; my knees were so weak. Jenny asked 
her where she got it and that's how she got here at 
XXXs and OOOs.

She asked the girl behind the counter, a well-built, 
exquisite woman, if they still had "the little red 
vibrating butt-plug my friend bought here a few months 
ago." The girl smiled, "Oh, yes, it's very popular; one 
of my favorites; they're right over here, let me get 
one for you." 

Jenny thanked the woman as she led her right to a stack 
of little boxes of butt-plugs. The store woman reached 
up to the top of the stack, letting her skirt rise 
enough to let Jenny see a little red knob between the 
luscious globes of her ass. Retrieving the package, she 
turned around and winked, "Here you go." 

Jenny smiled and followed her back to the register, "My 
name's Sylvia, by the way, and you are?" Jenny giggled 
a little, "Jenny Sideski. I haven't seen you here 
before, Sylvia, are you new to XXXs and OOOs?" Sylvia 
smiled as she tried to figure out the keypad on the 
register, "Actually, I've been here off –and-on for a 
few months, before this I was a hair designer for the 
last 10 years right out of college. 

She started to ring Jenny up, "Is this for you or your 
girlfriend, Miss Sideski? Sorry I'm so chatty." 

Jenny shook her head, "It's for my girlfriend Cady 
Alcort; she's a teacher over at the elementary school, 
at least she will be after she graduates this Spring, 
but I'll probably play with it too from-time-to-time." 

Sylvia looked a little flustered as she handed Jenny 
the bag, "You're total's $19.95," she knocked her 
plug's remote off the counter, "Woops, could you get 
that please?" 

Squatting down, Jenny got an idea to test the little 
vibe; she turned it to low just to see what would 
happen, then she stood up and grinned as Sylvia smiled 
brightly, and the unmistakable aroma of arousal wafted 
up in the air, but there was no detectable buzz. "Mmm," 
Sylvia purred, "T-turn it up." 

Jenny turned it up to medium Sylvia shuddered and 
leaned on the table for support, "Oh my God... ooooo... 
uuunnnhhh..." She smiled politely at Jenny, "You really 
would like this, you should get you one for yourself 
too," then the mischief came out in her, "I'll be happy 
to let you try before you buy."

Jenny went and got another Pleasure Plug and examined 
the box. Sylvia smiles askantly as she took in the 
shape of Jenny's figure, "You're going to need a lot of 
lube." Jenny smiled, "You saying I'm tight?" 

"Well, yes, you're a stunning woman; your butt looks 
like a tasty little apple!" 

Jenny wiggled it for Sylvia, "Sounds like you want to 
come take a bite." 

Sylvia's eyes lit up, "I must admit, the thought has 
crossed my mind." 

"Where's your bathroom, so I can put this in?" 

Sylvia points to a little room in the corner. 

On her way over there, Jenny grabbed a hot little mini-
skirt off the rack and opened the door to the restroom, 
"How about coming and helping me lube up?" 

Sylvia ran to the restroom and looked out before 
closing the door. "It seems I should be paying you," 
she put the new box into the bag and gave it to the 
young sex-kitten, "Have a nice day!" Jenny winked and 
left the store.


*** CHAPTER TWO ***

She often came to work pantiless, especially when she 
opted to wear a more liberally lengthed skirt that came 
down to just above her knees; it helped her indulge her 
naughtier side, which was probably how her girlfriend, 
Jennifer, talked her into such naughtiness as today; 
knowing Cady, as her friends called her, was wearing a 
short skirt and not wearing panties.

Jenny decided to give her the gift she bought for her 
the other day, the Pleasure Plug, knowing full well 
Cady couldn't refuse to 'keep it with her all day.' So 
here she was, with a short skirt, no panties, and a 
Pleasure Plug up her butt, oh well, how bad could it 
be; her boss finds out her little secret and fires her 
for being a hazard to the children.

Caitlin shifted nervously in her seat, behind her desk, 
thankfully. She ate, talked to her peers, her students; 
even went to the restroom, all with her Pleasure Plug 
firmly buried in her tight little rectum. Why didn't 
Cady take the anal invader from her Hershey highway 
during bathroom break, because her naughtiness 
outweighed her nervousness, and it'd be more difficult 
to hide if she freed the secreted plug and put it in 
her purse or pocket, for now, the toy was safely hidden 
in herself, but it was nearly 2:30 nap time for her 
students, an hour to not fret about the Plug in her 
ass. 

It's actually not been too bad today; no one's noticed 
anything out of place, barring her atypical 
nervousness, no pain to speak of, but she dreaded to 
see how her anus looked tonight in the shower; Jenny 
would certainly massage it till it tightened up again, 
but it'd still be a lot looser from now on. She crossed 
her legs and sighed. 

She looked at the clock and saw it was 2:30, "Okay, 
class, get your blankets out for nap time," she 
surveyed the class, "Where's Darren Hastings?" Just 
then, she saw a hand raise from directly in front of 
her desk and remembered Darren liked being near the 
radiator, "Oh yeah, there he is... everybody, rest well 
I'll just be at my desk if anyone needs me." 

She relaxed back in her seat and stretched, but sitting 
directly on the knob of the plug was uncomfortable, so 
she rolled her hips forward so she could lie back in 
comfort. After a couple minutes, she felt a dull buzz 
in her rectum. "Was the Pleasure Plug a vibrator? That 
would fit Jenny's twisted sense of humor," even as the 
thought was going through her mind, she detected her 
pussy moistening and noticed a faint sent of her own 
aroused pussy; she swiped her hand over her mound and 
confirmed her suspicions, but why now? Why wait to 
vibrate till the end of the school day? 

Was the Plug on a timer; that would most definitely fit 
Jenny... naughty and mischievous? With her juice 
running down her legs and the scent of her heated pussy 
getting stronger, she saw something move under her 
desk.

She scooted back to see what was under there. Darren 
was smiling at her with an understanding glint in his 
young eyes. Caitlin nearly freaked, but knew she had to 
keep her voice down. She grabbed him by the collar and 
pulled him to her, "What do you think you're doing?" 

Darren looked at her thoughtfully. "Wow! Your womanness 
smells really good, the best I've ever smelled, can I 
taste it... please?" 

Caitlin was dumbstruck for a second, "Is he talking 
about my pussy? How does a Kindergartener know what 
that is? You most certainly can not." 

Little Darren wasn't stupid, "Fine, I'll just go talk 
to the principal." 

Caitlin thought about the situation, "This little 
shit's blackmailing me, and he has me dead to rights 
too," she had to give in, "Okay, but get back under the 
desk. He did, and she scooted up to the desk, hiding 
him. She parted her legs, offering her pussy to his m, 
"Come and get it," she whispered as her finger motioned 
him closer. 

Caitlin wasn't too thrilled with this little boy 
tasting her, but there wasn't anything else she could 
do and let this day stay quiet. He licked up and down 
her juicy slit and massaged her enflamed lips with his 
tongue. She leaned back, "This isn't so bad, this kid 
can eat a pussy with the best of 'em." and was really 
getting into it, when they heard a knock on the door, 
"Stop, Darren, I have to get that." 

She got up and answered the door; it was Mr. Perkins, 
"Sorry to bother you all during nap time, but can I 
borrow your stapler; ours broke?" Darren got the 
stapler off Caitlin's desk and took it to Mr. Perkins, 
"Here you go, can you smell Ms. Alcort too, is that why 
your pants are bulging, Mr. Perkins?" 

Mr. Perkins took the stapler and ran away down the 
hall. Caitlin smiled, "Thanks for that, that guy's 
annoying. Darren looked up at her, "You sure taste 
good, Ms. Alcort, can I have some more?" Caitlin looked 
sternly at him, "Don't push your luck, Darren, okay? 
You got a taste, that's more than any man gets." He 
accepted and thanked her, "But you didn't cum." 

This confused the soon-to-be teacher, "H-How do you 
know about that, sweetie," she looked at her watch and 
saw it was just about time to wake the other kids up, 
"Nevermind, we'll talk about this later, okay.' 

Darren smiled and went back to his spot by the 
radiator. 

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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