Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2006 19:42:38 -0800 (PST) From: lunaseahotgirl Subject: Second part/Serving Shelby Sara was walking down the quiet hall. It was after 8 P.M. and everybody seemed to be gone. She turned the corner and almost knocked someone down. "Oh I'm sorry," she said. Then she realized that it was Shelby. "Hi Miss Johnson," Shelby said. "Shelby, what were are you doing in the school so late? It isn't safe here." "I was coming to see you Miss Johnson." "Whatever for?" Sara said, suddenly concerned by the look on the young girl's face. "Well, I tried to use the lavatory but it's closed," Sara said nodding toward the open door of the lavatory and the yellow closed signs in the front. She had actually put them there. "What... uh... what can I do about that?" Sara asked, her voice trembling now. "Well, I thought that since you liked to lick my pissy cunt this morning that you wouldn't mind being my toilet." Sara stared at the young girl in shock. Then she thought she was kidding. "Shelby there are plenty of restrooms in this school." "I don't want a restroom Miss Johnson. I want your mouth!" "Shelby, stop talking like that to me this instant!" Sara almost screamed. She was making one last attempt at being the adult. Suddenly Shelby's hand flew out and struck Sara across the face. The older woman saw stars as the hand hit her cheek, throwing her head to the side. She grabbed her face as tears began to come to her eyes from the force of the blow. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. And Shelby seized the moment, slapping Sara open handed across the face again, leaving two red welt marks on either side of the older woman's face. "Do not scream at me Miss Johnson. Never scream at me," Shelby said with venom in her voice. Suddenly she pushed the older woman through a door behind her. It was a classroom. Sara staggered backward looking at the young girl in real fear now. She had no idea what she was capable of. She knew that she wouldn't hesitate to lie to the authorities about her. Suddenly she began to tremble all over. Shelby reached up and grabbed Sara's ear harshly. She jerked the woman over to the large teachers desk at the head of the class. "Get under the desk bitch." Sara was too scared to disobey. She got down on her knees and had to crawl to get under the desk. She felt her nylons tear as she squeezed herself under the desk. Suddenly she was kneeling like a dog under the desk looking at the lower half of Shelby. She watched with wide eyes as the young girl slipped her panties down her legs and left them on the floor. Then she sat down in the wooden chair and pulled herself up to the desk. Her legs suddenly opened, revealing her swollen cunt. "Eat my cunt bitch," Shelby ordered and pushed herself closer to the desk, crowding Sara backward. Suddenly Sara found herself between Shelby's legs, her face between her thighs. She could smell her pussy. "Eat me!" Shelby ordered. The older woman had no choice. She leaned forward and began to eat the pussy that was spread before her. She heard Shelby moan as she sucked her lips into her mouth. She used all her skill, hoping to get her off quickly and then she would leave her alone. It didn't take long to make her climax. However, when her trembling stopped, she didn't move. "Now it's time to get what you really want," Shelby said, looking down at the now cowering older woman. Sara tried to back up but there was nowhere to go. She watched as Shelby spread her legs as wide as she could. She saw her reach down and open her pussy lips. "Oh nooooooo!" she gasped. Suddenly a long stream of piss shot out of the girl's pussy. It hit Sara in the face. She shook her head and tried to get out of the way. It was impossible. The piss hit her face and her chest, streaming down to her skirt. Suddenly she felt like she was being deluged with a fire hose. The stinking yellow liquid covered her blouse until it was almost transparent. She could feel the warm juice running into her bra. The chair suddenly moved back and Shelby got up. She reached down and picked up her panties and threw them under the desk to Sara. "Here, you can use these to dry off with." Sara laughed uproariously as she walked out of the classroom, leaving Sara shivering under the desk, soaked in her urine. It took a few minutes for Sara to get enough strength to crawl from under the desk. When she stood up she realized she had the panties in her hand. Everything she had on was soaked. She brought the cotton material to her face with a trembling hand. However, instead of wiping her face she brought them to her nose. Suddenly she felt her pussy throbbing. She hadn't even known that she was excited. She smelled the strong smell of Shelby's pussy. She squeezed her thighs together, closed her eyes and began to climax. When Sara opened her eyes she was staring into the startled face of an old woman. Sara stood there in total shock. Piss was running from her hair and her clothes were soaked. She smelled like a toilet. The Mexican woman stared at the teacher. Her eyes were opened wide in disbelief. She could smell the stench of piss. Sara began to cry as she rushed past the startled woman. She grabbed her briefcase still in the hall and turned to find a lavatory. When she saw several teachers turning the corner down the hall she changed her mind and ran for the door. It was dark outside but there were students walking around the campus. Sara realized that she had no choice and had to walk across the campus to her car. She walked across the grass, trying to avoid getting too close to any of the students. The rank piss was still running from her hair. She tried to wipe her face with the now soaked panties but it was no use. She had almost made it to her car when one of her students walked up to her. "Miss Johnson I..." the girl started to say and stopped. Her eyes opened in shock. She could smell piss and saw the total disarray of the older woman. She looked down and saw the panties in her hand. "I'm in a hurry now Jill," Sara said and rushed passed the shocked girl. By the time she got to the car she was a trembling mess. She got her keys out and jumped into her car. Then she stopped and fell on the steering wheel, sobbing uncontrollably. She had never been more humiliated in her life. Note: I did not write this story, but I would like to correspond with women who enjoy this type of story -- lunaseahotgirl@yahoo.com