Maggie leaned forward. “That’s it Ms. Turner, assume the position.”
As she did, Taisha worked her hands on her glutes to finish off the massage. When she finished the deep tissue massage on her glutes, she said softly. “The tough part is over. Now I’ll finish with a gentle rub, over the whole area, OK?”
“Uh huh,” Sighed Maggie.
“Ms. Turner, can I confess something to you?” Her hand rubbed gently on her glutes with her finger tips inside her panties.
“Of course, Taisha, you can tell me anything.” Maggie said, pussy tingling wondering if Taisha would be confessing similar feelings.
“Please hear me out before you jump to conclusions.” She said tentatively.
“Ok.”
“My senior year, I was hear one night after practice and saw your light on…”
“Go on.” Said Maggie wondering why she was hesitating.
Taisha took a big breath and blurted our quickly. “I saw your… encounter with Coach Jackson.” Maggie tensed. “It’s OK, relax.” she moved her hands to Maggie’s shoulders to calm her and keep her in place. “I know nothing happened, but I saw a passion in you that night like nothing I have ever seen… Can I show you something?”
Maggie’s mind and heart raced. She wondered what she was getting at. Was this blackmail? Unsure how to respond. She said. “Sure.”
Taisha continued to rub her neck with her left hand and pickup up her phone with her right. After a moment she slid it between Maggie’s legs laid it on the seat. “You can scroll through if you like.” She rubbed both hands on her neck and shoulder, and slowly worked all the way down to her ass. “Your will power was impressive Ms. Turner. I could feel the heat from you two from the next room and you were able to just turn it off. I spent many nights looking at those pictures. So much passion pent up and just as it was about to explode you pulled it right back in.”
Taisha’s hands rubbed up Maggie’s sides, fingers teasing the sides of her chest along the outer edge of her breasts. Maggie’s breathing was slow and deep, and her throat tightened. The images of her kissing Coach Jackson brought back that evening and the feel of his hot hard cock in her hands as Taisha’s soft warm hands kept in motion over her back and shoulders.
“I’ve often dreamed of what it would be like to feel that passion erupt. I wonder how much pressure has built up in you Ms. Turner.” She hesitated. “I would like to do a little experiment. Please lean back against me again.” Said Taisha softly, her pussy hot and tingling.
Taisha sighed audibly when Maggie, complied. “Thank you, Ms. Turner, now close your eyes and relax.” She rested her chin on Maggie’s shoulder again. This time she pulled her own hair back, so their cheeks touched. “You smell wonderful, Ms. Turner.” She gripped her sides gently.
“You too Taisha.” Her eyes remained closed taking in her scent and the feel of her warmth on her back, again imagining them both naked.
“I think that passion is still inside you Ms. Turner. I think the pressure builds every day and you carry it in your neck, shoulders and back.” Said Taisha as she moved her right hand slowly from Maggie’s side, tracing her middle finger softly toward her belly button.
Maggie felt paralyzed as the finger touched her soft delicate skin. In the remote parts of her mind she was shouting. “Stop and go home!”
“I think one little finger, can burst through the dam holding that passion in you and let it out.” Her finger swirled the outer edge of Maggie’s belly button.
Maggie’s belly twitched at the intensity of Taisha’s touch.
Taisha’s body was electric as her biggest fantasy appeared within reach. Her finger traced its way toward Maggie’s right breast, circled the base and spiraled up to her nipple. Maggie gasped and pressed her chest upward to meet her touch.
Taisha bounced her finger over to her left nipple tickling it. “These areas are a little stiff. We may need to come back to this.
Maggie, wanted to be strong, but couldn’t summon the will to move or even open her eyes. The tickle of the finger exploring her body was all that mattered.
Suddenly the finger slid down her breast, past her bellybutton and pushed its way under the waist band of her panties. It swirled in her bush, slipped between her soaked labia, and moved down and back up her slit.
“The dam may have sprung a leak Ms. Turner. Maggie squeaked as her pelvis spasmed upward. “I’ve thought of a thousand ways to pleasure you Ms. Turner.” Her finger reached Maggie’s clit causing her to tremble at Taisha’s touch. “Oh, there’s some real stiffness here, I’m gonna have to really work this out.”
Maggie’s body spasmed again, sending a jolt of excitement through Taisha. Her own pussy was screaming for relief and she could barely breath. She began working her finger in rapid little circles on Maggie’s clit.
Maggie, gasped uncontrollably, “Aaaahhhhh, hah aha aha hah.” In rapid succession.
“I think I’ve found your trouble spot Ms. Turner.” Taisha said gleefully pressing harder.
In a cloud of unbridled pleasure, Maggie surrendered to a tidal wave of climactic pleasure that completely consumed her. In less than one-minute Taisha’s finger overwhelmed her entire body.
Principal turner let out a series of high-pitched squeals that sent tingles through every skin cell in Taisha’s body. She kept her finger mercilessly stimulating her stiff little pleasure button.
“Oh! hah! Oh! hah! Oh! hah! Oh! hah! Oh! hah!” Maggie’s body spasmed in time with her squeals.
“One little finger brings a climax so quickly Ms. Turner. So much passion in you…”
“Oh, Ta, Ta, Taish, a! Oh! hah! Oh! hah! Oh! hah! Oh! hah! Oh! hah!” Maggie succumbed to unbridled pleasure.
Taisha pressed herself against Principal Tuner’s trembling ass on the verge of cumming herself as her finger brought her fantasies to life. She fantasized countless times about moments like this, but reality exceeded her imagination. The warmth of Ms. Turners body against hers, the scent of her perfume, the feel of their cheeks touching, the sensation of Ms. Turners body spasming from head to toe from the touch of just one finger, were all more than she had imagined. She feared she was soaking through her pants; her pussy was ablaze with desire for the woman who had surrendered herself to one of Taisha’s fingers.
As she felt Maggie’s climax pass, she slid her finger back down the length of her slit slowly dragging it up and down. “Thank you, Ms. Turner, for the sexiest encounter of my life.”
Maggie panted, catching her breath and speechless. She had never let herself go like this, ever! But even as she tried to get control of her thoughts, Taisha’s finger continued to slide up and down her pussy. She found herself gyrating in rhythm with the finger, feeling her warm cum rubbing against her mons.
“Ms. Turner, my greedy little finger has a mind of its own. It wants more.” Whispered Taisha as her finger curved and lunged into Maggie’s pussy.
“Huh!” Barked Maggie. Thrusting herself against the penetrating finger.
“Oh wow, Ms. Turner. There’s some real tightness hear we’ll have to deal with.” She moved her finger slowly in and out, Maggie mindlessly gyrated her hips in rhythm. “I’ve fantasized about being inside you Ms. Turner and once again you exceed expectations.”