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                         Naughty Games
                         by F. M. Hazer

                    Chapter 2: Transgression

The girls were giggling loudly as Amy drew her caricatures of the
high  school  basketball players. It was still lunch break before
first  afternoon  period,  Miss Edwards' class, was to start. Amy
and  the three other girls were the only ones in the room waiting
for  the  start  of her class. Amy was at the blackboard with her
back  to  the three other girls while she drew her "artwork." She
drew  stick  figures  with the heads in proportion to their egos.
The giggling turned to outright laughter when Amy started to draw
the heads in elongated shapes in relation to just how big a "dick
head"  each  player  was. The coup de grace was a picture of John
Goldman  who  was  the handsome leader of the basketball team. He
also thought that he was God's gift to women. Amy's picture was a
large  upright penis, complete with circumcised head, short legs,
and  arms.  The  girls  were  roaring with laughter. Amy was just
finishing  the  beady  little  eyes  on  the  penis head when the
laughter  abruptly  stopped. Amy turned around and felt the blood
drain  from  her  head  when  she saw Miss Edwards standing there
watching.  Miss  Edwards said in a commanding voice "Erase that!"
Amy quickly erase her masterpiece. Miss Edwards then said "See me
after class."

Amy  sat through class contritely with a knot in her stomach. She
knew  that  she  was  in  big  trouble. After class was over, she
waited  until  all the other students had left and then walked up
and  stood  in  front  of  Miss Edwards's desk. She kept her eyes
downcast and did not look at Miss Edwards. Miss Edwards said in a
stern  voice  "So,  you're  quite  and  artist!"  Amy  didn't say
anything.  She  just  stood there with a somber look on her face;
her  eyes  were  on  the  floor  just  in front of her feet. Miss
Edwards   picked   up   a  piece  of  paper  and  said  with  her
cold-voice-of-doom  "I'm  going  to  write a note to your parents
telling them about the dirty pictures that you like to draw. Have
them  both sign the note and bring it back to me tomorrow. If you
don't  bring the note back tomorrow, signed, then we'll take this
little matter to the principal's office. Do you understand?"

Amy  said  quietly  "Yes  Miss  Edwards. Except, I don't have any
parents."  "Why not?" Miss Edwards asked. "They're both dead" Amy
replied.  Miss  Edwards  was saddened to hear that this beautiful
girl was an orphan. Miss Edwards said in a somewhat softer voice,
"Then  have  your foster parents sign it." Amy said "I don't have
any  foster parents." Miss Edwards replied "Well, you must have a
legal  guardian?"  Amy  said "Yes, my sister." Miss Edwards asked
"How  old is your sister?" Amy said "She's ten years older". Miss
Edwards  replied  "She's  TEN years old!!??" Amy said, "No, she's
ten  years  older;  she's  24."  "What's  her name?" Miss Edwards
asked.  "Judy"  Amy replied. "All right," Miss Edwards said "then
have Judy sign the note."

Amy finally looked up at Miss Edwards and said "Oh no, please. It
would  just  kill  me for my sister to find out about this." Miss
Edwards  replied  "I'm sure your sister won't kill you." Amy, now
in a panic, said "No, you don't understand. She thinks I'm a real
good  girl.  Oh  please  Miss  Edwards,  don't  tell her. I'll do
anything, PLEASE! Just don't tell her."

The words "I'll do anything" rang through Miss Edwards' head. She
could  feel  the  moisture in her vagina. She had a vision of Amy
turned  over her knee while she spanked her naughty bottom. Could
she  maneuver  Amy  into such a situation? Did she dare try? Miss
Edwards  knew  she  was  playing  with fire. She felt like a moth
being drawn to a flame, a flame named Amy. The flame was enticing
and she knew that if she got too close that she could get burned.

Miss  Edwards  proceeded  cautiously  and  asked "What would your
sister do if she found out about your dirty pictures?" Amy's eyes
were  again  downcast  and  she replied in a barely audible voice
"She'd spank me."

There  it  was,  an open invitation to Miss Edwards desires! Miss
Edwards  had difficulty maintaining her composure and controlling
her breathing as she felt her sexual urge rise. The flame was now
irresistible!  Miss Edwards plunged ahead and asked "Do you think
that  would be an appropriate punishment?" Miss Edwards now saw a
flush  on  Amy's  downturn  face  as  she  meekly  said "Yes Miss
Edwards."

With  controlled  breathing,  Miss  Edwards said "All right then,
report  to my office after school at 3:45. Go now." Amy picked up
her  books and walked out the door. Miss Edwards' next period was
a free period. Her last class of the day was after that. She felt
like  a  child  the night before Christmas. She could hardly wait
until  3:45.  She  got  up and went to her office. She closed the
door  enough  so that no one could see her from the classroom but
so  that  she  could  hear  if  anyone  came  in. She removed her
pantyhose  and placed them in her purse. She then sat down at her
desk,  pulled up her skirt, and put her right hand down the front
of  her  panties.  She slid a finger into her wet slit and slowly
massaged  her clit. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine what
it  was  going  to  be like to have Amy draped over her knee. She
would,  at the very least, spank her over her skirt. She wondered
if  she  could get away with lifting Amy's skirt and spanking her
on  her  panty covered bottom. At least then she would be able to
see Amy's buttocks redden during the spanking. She could feel the
heat  of  the  flame  as  she "flew" nearer. How far could she go
before she got burned she wondered. She knew that what she really
wanted,  to  spank the beautiful girl on her bare bottom, was out
of  the  question.  She  would never get away with that. Still, a
chance to spank Amy, even over her skirt, was irresistible.

Miss  Edwards  was  sitting at her desk in the classroom when Amy
arrived.  Miss  Edwards  said  "Well,  I see that you're right on
time."  She  got  up, went to the hallway door and locked it. She
then  escorted Amy to her office and locked the office door. Miss
Edwards  wondered  if  Amy  could tell that her panties were wet.
Miss  Edwards  said  to  Amy  "Are we agreed that If I give you a
spanking then I won't tell your sister about your dirty artwork?"
Amy's  eyes  were  again  downcast and a visible flush was on her
face. She said "Yes Miss Edwards." Miss Edwards placed an armless
chair in the middle of her office, sat down and said "OK, over my
lap." Amy moved to the right of Miss Edwards lap. Just as she was
about  to  lay  over  Miss Edwards' lap, Amy reached up under her
skirt  with  both  hands,  pulled  down  her  underpants, quickly
stepped  out  of  them,  and  threw them out of sight behind Miss
Edwards.  She  then  laid  down across Miss Edwards' lap, reached
behind  her  and  flipped  up  her skirt exposing her lovely bare
bottom.

Miss  Edwards  felt  a surge of moisture in her vagina. Her mouth
was dry as she stared at the lovely globes of Amy's backside. She
knew  now that the flame would immolate her. She didn't care, she
was  too  far  gone with lust. She raised her hand and brought it
down  with a solid smack on Amy's soft white left hemisphere. Amy
let  out  a  squeal.  The reddening flesh outlined where her hand
landed.  Miss  Edwards then smacked Amy's right cheek. She looked
at  the two red hand prints and could feel the gushing wetness in
her  panties.  She  then  proceeded to spank Amy with alternating
smacks  to  each  cheek.  Her deepest sexual desire was at last a
reality.  She  covered the whole of Amy's bottom trying to remove
all  of  the  white  until  there  was only flaming red left. She
smacked and smacked as her breathing became labored and she could
feel  her  orgasm  growing within. Amy was breathing heavily too.
Miss Edwards marveled that Amy could take such punishment without
screaming  or  making a real fuss such as trying to squirm off of
her lap.

Miss Edwards was slapping with rapid strokes as her orgasm neared
climax.  Amy  was  now  wiggling her bottom in all directions and
kicking her legs around. However, she still did not cry out. Miss
Edwards  was  wondering  if  she could climax quitely so that Amy
wouldn't  know about her perversion. As Miss Edwards was about to
explode,  she  noticed  as  Amy was kicking her legs about, there
were  fingers  working  away  rubbing  the clit between the girls
legs.  Miss Edwards realized that Amy had put her right hand down
between her legs and was masturbating. The sight was too much for
Miss Edwards; her climax exploded in unison with Amy's.

The  two girls gasped as their bodies experienced orgasmic spasms
for  several  seconds.  Then, Amy slowly slid off of Miss Edwards
lap  and  knelt  quitely  on  the  floor, breathing heavily. Miss
Edwards stood up from the the chair and looked down at the lovely
girl  thinking  "My  God,  what have I done now!" Amy looked up a
Miss  Edwards  with  a warm look in her eyes. Amy then reached up
under  Miss  Edwards  skirt,  grab hold of her panties and pulled
them  down  to  her ankles. As Miss Edwards yelled "Amy no!", Amy
gently  pushed  Miss  Edwards  back  down onto the chair. As Miss
Edwards  ankles  were  "bound"  together  by her own panties, she
could not maintain her balance and was forced to sit. Amy quickly
pushed  Miss Edwards skirt up her legs as far as she could, pried
her  legs  apart, and placed her face firmly into the black curly
hair  between Miss Edwards' legs. Miss Edwards again yelled "Amy!
NO!" and placed her hands on the girls head. Amy's tongue started
to  work.  Miss  Edwards said yet again "Amy, no!". However, Miss
Edwards  made  no  attempt  to physically removed Amy's head from
between  her legs. As Amy's tongue found Miss Edwards' clit, Miss
Edwards  verbal  admonishments turned to swoons "Oooooo, Amy no."
Miss  Edwards  quickly  came; and came; and came! It was an Earth
shattering orgasm.

As Miss Edwards orgasm subsided, she began to think more clearly,
with  her  head  now instead of her clit. She was amazed at Amy's
reaction to the spanking. Amy had been excited by the spanking to
the point of orgasm. And, Amy was so excited that she "went down"
on  Miss  Edwards.  Miss  Edwards was thrilled by Amy's reaction.
However,  allowing  a student to perform cunnilingus on her would
certainly  not be considered "professional behavior" for a school
teacher.  She  realized that all was lost. She had flown into the
flame,  except  the  flame was a bonfire and it had consumed her.
She knew that her teaching career was over. She would never again
be able to teach children. She would most likely have to register
as  a  convicted  sex  offender,  a  child molester, wherever she
moved.  She might even be sent to prison. It was a heavy price to
pay for a few moments of bliss!

With  great  sadness,  Miss  Edwards looked down at the beautiful
girl.  Amy  was  wiping the wet secretions from her flushed face.
Her  greatest  sorrow was that she would never see, no, she would
never  be able to "touch" this lovely girl again, when they found
out.  "WHEN  they found out" she thought. "Why should anyone find
out?"  she  wondered.  There are only two people in the world who
know  what  just  happened.  Certainly Miss Edwards herself would
never  say  anything.  "Could  she  maneuver Amy into not telling
anyone?"  she  wondered,  "Would  it  be fair to Amy to do such a
thing?"  As Miss Edwards was looking at the lovely girl, kneeling
at her feet, trying to formulate her "battle" plan, Amy looked up
at  her  with  pleading  eyes  and implored "Oh Miss Edwards, I'm
terribly  sorry.  Please  don't  tell  anyone about this. Please.
PLEASE!"

Miss  Edwards suddenly felt the weight of the world lift from her
shoulders;  this  was  too easy. She said "I won't tell anyone if
you  promise  not  to tell anyone." Amy said with great relief "I
promise  I  won't  tell anyone. Oh thank you, Miss Edwards. Thank
you."  Amy jumped up and threw her arms around Miss Edwards' neck
and  hugged her. Miss Edwards returned the embrace. They now held
a mutual secret, the initial bonding of what was to follow.

Miss  Edwards  realized  that  the  hour was getting late and the
janitor  would  be  coming  soon  to empty the waste baskets. She
stood up, pulled up her wet panties, and stepped behind the chair
to retrieve Amy's panties. She picked up Amy's panties and handed
them  to  her.  She  started to say "Here, you'd better put these
ba..."  when  she  suddenly  recognized  the familiar cold sticky
wetness  in  Amy's panties. Amy's panties were as wet as her own.
No  wonder  Amy didn't want her to see them. She was turned on by
the  idea  of  being  spanked,  before it happened. And, then she
actually "came" when it happened.

Miss  Edwards  felt  like  she  had just won the lottery. She had
found a one-in-a million jewel, a precious gem; her name was Amy.
She  handed  Amy  her  panties  and  said  with  great  care  and
tenderness "You'd better get these out of sight. The janitor will
be  here  soon."  Amy  put her panties back on while Miss Edwards
went  to  the  hallway  door and unlocked it. She kept the office
door ajar so that she could hear when the janitor would enter the
room. She said to Amy, "I think we need to talk."

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