Sorry to keeping you waiting, but to make up for my lateness, here's a new chapter. Enjoy the smut!
Also, this chapter was meant to release on the very first day of school sort of as a special, but shit gone too far in my life so I stopped writing. But I'm back and ready.
New Teacher (America Chávez/Miss America)
One thing what Ms. Chavez hates most about Kate Bishop and Cassie Lang, two of her friends, is how obnoxious they can be. For instance, Kate has been constantly droning on about how the replacement teacher for Ms. Casey is super hot! More hotter than her partner, which was unexpected given how frequently she talks about him. Cassie makes a similar statement to Kate, but she exaggerates it more than is necessary. Things like 'He's hotter than Chris Hemsworth!' 'I would ride him and fuck him like a dirty slut' 'He's so hot it makes my pussy ache just by looking at him' and 'You think he likes young pussy?' were being blurt out.
America normally prefers females rather than males, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't nearly attracted to her new Chemistry teacher, Mr. Allen.
Today, America wore her classic American denim jacket with Stars and Stripes, but changed up her style into something that could definitely catch Mr. Allen's eyes. She pushed herself to wear a small blue tank top, a medium sized star emblazoned and a pair of astronomically short black shorts, which showed off the sight of beautiful latina tan legs. In class, Kate and Cassie teased her by her a slut for dressing this way knowing what her devious plan was. After all, They both were gonna do the same thing, but America beat them to it.
"You better let him go down on you, slut," Cassie teased, showing a sultry smile at her from next to her desk.
"And you better let him shove his cock in you, Chavez or I'm gonna do it first and you know by now...I don't play gentle," Kate added on, twirling her curls.
America hummed. "Just you wait girls. The only person who's gonna get an A for this whole semester is me after I'm done with him," she cockingly bragged, crossing her legs slowly and professionally under the desk like she's attending a business meeting. Well, she does have a meeting...just not for business.
10 more minutes until class ends and all the students and faculty are free to go home. Ms. America is gonna use her time wisely to seduce her new Chem Teacher, Mr. Allen. And seduce it is as in the five minute mark, Barry-or Mr. Allen technically, gave everyone in the class a worksheet of what do you want to succeed in this class year and a paper on tachyons discoveries and extraordinary multiversal questions about the science behind chemical properties.
Everyone were all doing their own proper assignments, pencil being pressed on papers, writing for a short time, and ruffling to the next sheet filled the quiet room. Mr. Allen was behind his desk, that big blazer covering his button down shirt underneath was highlighting America's day. She can tell by how his muscles are bulging through his sleeves that Mr. Allen is definitely jacked up.
Oh his physiques was making that sweet spot between her legs quench to the touch. She had to literally press her thighs together and bite her lip to keep her from immediately lunge at him in front and of everyone. All the while, Cassie was staring longingly at Mr. Allen as he is writing something on his desk. Kate wasn't faring well to keep her urges either since a red pen is on her lips and seductively biting it as she stares at him.
America noticed and chuckles at her friends antics, not knowing how loud her giggle was. She found out when Mr. Allen looks up from his desk and up at the three girls who sat right in front of the class with furrowed brows and a stern face.
"Is something funny, Ms. Chávez?" Mr. Allen says in a deadpan tone, his pen still in his strong hands.
Kate and Cassie both on instinct return into a innocent school girl pose and get back to their assignment.
American on the other hand, had a goal to fulfill and a stern tone from her hot new teacher wasn't gonna stop her. In fact, it just provoked her to get more and more in tune with her urges.
"No sir, I just remembered something from a long time ago. That's all. I'll get back to my work," the latina sweety says. Mr. Allen sighs, and with an annoyed look returns his attention back to the paper he was just writing on.
America glances at him and at the same time, she tugs on her tank top she wore technically for Mr. Allen until a small portion of her cleavage showed. And stretches a small amount of time to show her tight stomach.
5 minutes later, Mr. Allen gets up and walks around the whole class to pick up the worksheet he handed earlier to grade. He goes from row to row announcing in that sexy voice that all of these are personal answers and that no one, but him ONLY will know these things. Once he passes Cassie's row, who flashes him a smirk and bends to show to show a little of her cleavage- 'what a slut,' she thought-America realized that this may be her only chance, but she might as well tease him to get him rilled up.
So, when Mr. Allen is walking down to pick up papers from students in Cassie's row, America hurried and wrote something on her paper for only her teacher to see before handing it to him while lip biting and humming in satisfaction. Mr. Allen looked weirdly at her at first when she handed it to him, but thinking she was just joking around, he chuckles softly and moves to Kate's row to collect the rest of the assignment.
After getting all of the students assignments, he places them on his desk and turns with his hands still on his desk, to look at everyone of his class. Mr. Allen, leans on his desk a bit. And begins to talk about new life here, wanting to get to know everyone and that he is going to be as fair as he possibly can be. Barry Allen or Mr. Allen was supposedly the youngest in all of the others professors. Not to mention, he was really a big geek or so he says.
The talk was kinda long due to every girl in class asking him questions no ordinary students should ask their teachers which for some reason got every boy in class aggressive when they begin questioning him as well. For example, Kara Danvers a blonde nerd who studies in English asked if he was single? Which Mr. Allen responded to no. Some girls faces fell when he said that, but like that was gonna stop them. Redhead Wanda Maximoff who loves history asked if either Mr. Allen play sports or if he is a lunk? Obviously Mr. Allen found it rather weird but answered with "Um, I don't play sports. Mostly cause I'm just not athletic like most people, but I did used to run track back at my old highschool. And to answer that second part of your question, Ms. Maximoff, No, I'm not a lunk. Tho, my buddy Oliver is,"
And of course, that made girls around the class ask more and more and America could have sworn Mr. Allen was checking her out as he answers these ridiculous questions. Unfortunately, the bell ranged meaning it was time to go. Some guys stared daggers at Mr. Allen especially Mike Mathews, star quarter back on the football team when all the students grab their personal belongings and begin to leave his class. As America gets up, Cassie winked and smirked at her, but Kate did a BJ signal and smirked before they got up, say bye to Mr. Allen in union, then walk out.
Kate tho, before leaving, closes the window shutter on the door so no can see in Mr. Allen's class and locks the door from the inside before closing it, the sound it of the door shutting echoes the class.
'It was now or never' The latina thinks to herself, biting her bottom lip. Mr. Allen sits behind his desk with a note pad and pen in his hand as he grades the assignments and check through everyone's get to know each other paper. America gets up and struts on over to Mr. Allen's desk.
"Mr. Allen?"
Mr. Allen looks up, putting the papers and pen down giving her her full attention. 'Definitely a keeper' she thought.
"Yes, Ms. Chávez? What can I do for you?" Mr. Allen politely says, putting both his hands on his desks and locking them together.
"Well, firstly, I wanted to welcome you to YA academy. I know you will probably enjoy it as much as our old teacher, Ms. Casey did, although she wasn't really on going when teaching, you know?"
Mr. Allen cracks a small grin. "Yes, I am aware of Ms. Casey's ways of getting through lectures,"
America bends her leg just a bit to show more her of her legs and curvy body. "Then you are also aware that non of my classmates have learned anything about chemistry from Ms. Casey?"
"I am, Ms. Chávez," Mr. Allen says.
"And really it's been taking a toll on my grades. I actually went from an A to a C and Chemistry just happens to be my favorite subject..." as she says this, America traces a finger along his desk and flashing a sultry grin at him.
"Yes, Well, don't worry. I'm obligated here to help every single one of your-"
Mr. Allen gets cut off when America stood up and "accidentally" dropped the book she was holding on the floor. "Oops," she says and slowly, America bent down to pick it up. The stretch of the tight shorts against her ass almost showed off America was not wearing any underwear underneath.
Mr. Allen's eyes widen and shifted in his seat as he can see America's young Latina ass cheeks, letting out a small breathless gasp. America picks up her book slowly gets back up, now noticing Mr. Allen's demeanor change so quickly.
"I-Um...I'm sorry what was I saying again? Something about grades?" Mr. Allen says, his eyes just kept on staring at American's sweet thighs. His neck starts to tingle and warmth begins to crawl in every cell in his body.
"Yeah, so I was wondering if you know...since my grades have been a little bit of a downer, you could potentially help me..." America moves in a little closer and leans on Mr. Allen's desk, now displaying a great view of her cleavage and Barry or Mr. Allen realizing she has no bra on. America slowly traces a pattern on Mr. Allen's desk. "Get back on track," she seductively says and smirks, getting so close to Mr. Allen's face.
Barry was speechless. He thought after all the things he went through with getting hit by lightning for going to the particle accelerator with Oliver, nothing would surprise him anymore. But, clearly he was so wrong. This. This was surprising.
Barry shifts a little, then with his mouth agape reaches for one of the papers at his desk as he says, "Ms. Chávez, I really think...I should...get back...to grading papers...normal way,"
America saw Barry trying to resist and thought to herself that she's gone this far now to stop. And besides, he can probably get something out of this. Already, America is gonna get her bragging rights, but she is really diving for a ride with the handsome chemistry teacher.
So, when Barry tries to reach for the paper, America grabs his hand midway and brings it to touch her one of her breasts, humming and making Barry gasp as his soft flesh touches her tits through her tank top.
"Ms. Chávez, what-What are you doing? This is a breach of ethic-"
America silence Barry with a pull on his shirt and a kiss. Barry didn't know why, but he kisses back. The kiss begin getting more passionate and lusted when America stuck her tongue in his mouth and began exploring. The smoking young latina melted on his lips and sighed deeply. Barry's hand left America's breast and found their way to feel her arms, which felt so soft against his fingertips.
America was dying to go further down Mr. Allen's road until she teachers her destination which leads to her getting up on top of Mr. Allen's desk and putting a hand on the side of his face, tilting her head to deepen the kiss.
After 7 messy kisses that warmed both Barry and America's mouth to the brink, America pulls away, letting out heavy breathes, same for Barry. She reaches down and strokes Barry's crotch, his bulge growing exponentially in his pants. All the blood roaming in Barry's head starts to run down to his groins. He looked into the eyes of one of his new students where now all he can see in just one emotion. Lust.
"I want to show you all the things I learned while being at this school, Mr. Allen or should I say...Barry," America mischievously says as she slowly takes off her jacket and tosses it to the side along with her book she "dropped" now being in her blue tank top and short black shorts.
She dove down and kisses Barry again, and at the same time she unbuckles Barry's belt and slid down his pants and boxers to reveal a 12 inch throbbing cock. She gasps at it for a quick second, before licking and biting her lip.
"Now, that is America's cock. I need that!"
"Wait! The door," Barry says urgently.
America giggles. "Why do you think Kate left the class last, Mr. Allen?" She purred. "Don't worry, no one is coming in here. It's just you and me,"
Barry chuckles at that, finding it hilarious that one of her students had to get her friends to just fulfill a desire by doing a whole mission impossible concept. America leans down and greets Barry's big cock with a long slow kiss on the head of his cock, America then wrapped her delicious, pillowy lips all the way down Barry's large cock and formed a tight seal as she started to suck Barry off vigorously, enjoying the length spearing all the way down her throat as much as possible. Barry groaned as he grabs her long curly hair and bucks his hips forwards to ram into her tight mouth and throat.
Her cheeks hollow as she bobbed her head up and down his cock several times. Worship, she needed to worship this cock like no other. Every single inch of him. She spits and gargles on him like dick was her only meal she ever ate on a daily bases. Her fast movements causes strands of her hair to get in her face as she delves down ferociously on him. Her coffee eyes gaze up at Barry's dilated hazel and in that moment, they were scorched in a huge amount of hunger. Hunger...for her teacher.
"Oh fuck..." he groaned. "Oh you're really good at that Ms. Chávez. If I had know today was gonna be like this, I would've cut class way shorter." Barry closes his eyes and tilts his head back, his body drowning in pleasure as his student is giving him a full service blow job.
Every single nerve of Barry's body lit up as he pushed his cock deeper into America's tight little throat. Barry pulls her hair out of the way and at the same time grabs a fistful in his hand. He bucks his hips, getting more inches of him inside her hot moist mouth.
The feeling was indescribable for Barry,But it just felt like pure euphoria and ecstasy rolled into one. The sounds of slobbering, and sucking fills the classroom. Barry just hoped no one would knock on his door or pry it out open cause then everyone would see the new chemistry teacher getting his duck sucked by his new student.
"Mmmm...Hmmm..." America verbally moaned in passion, smiling and sucking on his prick like there was no tomorrow.
America popped those lips up and down Barry's cock and released it. Slowly, she licked the head and then went all the way down to the base. Barry can actually feel her lips touch his pelvis. A few minutes later, America can feel Barry's cock tighten in her sweet mouth indicating he's gonna blow. His heartbeat rate was increasing so much and so he thrusted faster. She starts to gag and proceeded to take even more of him inside her mouth if that was even possible. She gags...and gags...and gags, holding it in...her face turns red as a tomato...her eyes rolled to the back of her head...then suddenly...
SQUIRT!!!
The sexy latina made of a noise of appeasement and only slowed down her actions so she could fully savor the blasts of Barry's cum coating the back of her throat, She releases him, a loud popping noise followed. America's lips swollen and darkened and wet with saliva and cum.
"Wow it's so sweet...have you been eating only sugar?" America cooed, bashing her eye lashes.
"I will since you're here..." Barry says, caressing her long curls in her hair.
America naughtily raises her eye brows signaling to Barry she was so down for him to eat her out. She's been eaten by several fellow ladies, but this time it's gonna be special. This time...she is gonna have her pussy eaten by her HOT male teacher.
She stopped and stood up just to remove o only her shorts, now only her converses-the only shoes she ever wears to school-were on and a whole view of her amazing, juicy big ass was right in front of him. Barry's eyes widened as he gazed intensely at her delicious ass.
"Like what you see?" America purrs, her eyes full of scorching tepidly.
"I rather have a closer look before making my final hypothesis, Ms. Chávez." Barry teased, touching her arm and trailing up to her shoulders.
America can feel his touch and is already fathomed to it. His soft touch radiates pheromones she never knew was possible.
"Hypothesis, hmmm?" She cooed. "And what hypothesis would that be, Mr. Allen? Please tell me I'm so interested." America practically begged seductively.
"Well," Barry starts to warmly touch her fairly big breasts, America moaning softly at his gentle caress. "My hypothesis...is wether if I were to touch maybe your tights or tits, you will immediately pounce on me in a flash." Barry finishes a evil grin, eyeing America.
America loved this little kinky game that's going on between the student and teacher, it sounds a lot like a porno and she was absolutely down for what was to come, but a pool of water was already soaking in her quim, her face darkened with yearning. Yearning for that young cock.
"I guess you're just gonna have to test that theory," America says back, turning all around on Barry's desk until her bare latina ass was all in front of Barry's eyes.
America would snub Barry and tempt him in the worst ways possible while they were in class because she had such a gorgeous ass and she knew it. America's breasts were so lovely and round that Barry cupped them.
America growled, and she too had that rapacious, animalistic look in her eyes,
"I don't think it takes a fellow genius to be told what to do next, don't you think? And you better get started right fucking now before I pin you to the table and take you myself, chico."
"Not used to waiting?" Barry whispered as he ground his manhood at her entrance.
"I'm more into getting straight into things. I'm not most girls who are patient." America tells him, glancing up at him with wanton eyes.
Barry stroked his cock into her warm lips, and the meaty folds welcomed him in with a lot of delightful resistance, both of them sigh as Barry totally ensconced himself inside America.
"Well, If i was giving out grades on how tight you are, you would be passing by a landslide,"
America chuckles at his remark. Barry groaned as America ground against his pelvis, his cock ground against her innermost walls. Barry thrusted into her, hitting her in all of the right nerves and places. America gasped as Barry hit her from the back, she was getting fucked doggy-style on her teacher's desk, and for some reason she felt a small sharp sting every time Barry thrusted into her warm wet pussy. Almost like when you get a static shock when touching a doorknob.
"Oh jesus christo! THATS RIGHT, FUCK ME RIGHT THERE! DONT STOP, DONT YOU FUCKING STOP." America yelled.
Barry pushed underneath America's
tank top, which still remained on. Not for long, though, since Barry ripped it off and started stroking America's slender breasts. After Barry touched her in all the appropriate places, America yelled aloud, America became enraged after Barry touched her nipples.
Barry sighed at the very wonderful, tightening sensation of America's pussy around him. So close to blowing its top, really close. Barry leaned in and used his swinging balls to slap America's thighs. She was so in love with it, as evidenced by the luxury latina's joyful scream.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Allen!" America moaned.
"Oh, you filthy man, you love fucking one of your students tight pussy! There is still a ton more of me to explore. You are aware of how neglected my tits are, and they are pleading with you to touch them!"
The incredibly pleasant tightening sensation of just now, America's pussy around Barry made him groan. So close to popping, so near-fully. Barry leaned toward America. He struck her tan thighs with his balls swinging like a pendulum. The joyful scream which the woman displayed and erupted, she cherished it so much!
"God, Fuck! You have no idea how bad I want you, Mr. Allen...Inghhhhhhhh...I love your class and the way you teach...Haah...Uuugh...Aaah...I can't possibly imagine sharing with anyone."
America moaned constantly with hints of pants. Her tongue was actually stuck out and her mouth watered with her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was getting consumed so much, her entire thoughts became less coherent.
All she can think about is nothing. Not even one small word. Not to mention that strong and weird shocking sensation that tingles all over her warm wet velvet love hole is making her feel like America is ascending to the next dimension. 'What is...hggnn...this feeling...Nnnf! I never...mmh...never felt this before in my...Haahh...life. FUCK!'
The desk was pounded against by America and simply permitted the pleasure. America was raised by Barry so that she was now down on her knees. Her ass and chest were grabbed by the chemistry teacher. For a moment, his hands clung to them a while and pulled on them. America just creamed herself all over Barry as he rode a little bit more quickly. He grabs a handful of her ass...then...
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
He smacked her 16 times all the while America let out moans that sound like screams. Guess he was just that good with his hand which is new. What's weird is: he thought he only smacked her ass 5 times. Could be the lack of comprehension due to being inside his student's barriers which are rubbing against his prick with every thrust he does, making also his thoughts scrutable.
He spanked her so hard until a clear red handprint is branded on her ass. Despite being vocal a moment ago, America had been reduced to moaning due to the fact an orgasm rocked through her body. Barry pushed all the way inside and took pleasure in the close caress of this latina woman's pussy. The deft thrusts plunged deep within her, causing America to simply moan more.
"Mmhh!...Ahn...Nnnmm...Mmmmphh!...holy fucking shit! Gnghnaaaaaaaa...So fucking good baby! Keep fucking me...keep fucking me...keep fucking me."
America continued on repeating herself, demanding for Barry's libido to take charge and plunge farther than anticipated. Well, he always liked a challenge.
She pushed herself forward once more and seized Barry. Barry reached all the way down onto America and gripped her thick ass as he continued to beat faster! The deeper the young man rode, the more America tightened its grip and let go of Barry's pulsing pole.
She came, hard again and clamped down onto Barry. Barry threaded his fingers all the way down onto America and grabbed the woman's thick ass
while pounding away. America clamped down and released on Barry's throbbing pole the deeper the young man rode.
After about 30 thrusts, Barry came to the realization he was not gonna make it if he didn't go slow inside of America, her walls were suffocating his cock, Barry groaned as he pulled out, ignoring America's grunt of approval.
America removed her tank top and there it where her other clothes are. She turned around with eyes filled with hunger and want. She pushed Barry until his bare ass landed on his chair. America crawled on top of him and grabbed his cock which was still hard and ready to go. America began to aggressively bounce on his cock, soothing the itch that had been itching for a while. Barry noticed that her walls began to stiffen even more, which surprised him.
"Fuck, Barry, I'm...cumming again..."America whimpered.
"I'm close...too...I can't hold it any longer," Barry grunted out, watching the back view of America's big latina cheeks rippling with every thrust he does.
Barry pressed his advance, slamming deeper into her pussy. He couldn't... He couldn't handle her... Her inner walls were just giving his member too much pleasure, they were edging Barry right when he started.
Oh, in minutes, she felt the heat just erupt as Barry sped up and slid into her slit to work America over as much as humanly possible. Those balls swung and slapped to hit America.
America came hard, her orgasm thrilled her body to new levels that she didn't even know could be achieved. Barry pounded her hard at the right time, making her lose it even more. As America arrived, Barry stumbled out of rhythm and clutched her hips in an effort to avoid hitting her. America smacked him so hard that her juices ran wild where they had came in contact.
America's breasts were crushed against Barry's chest as he fiercely kissed her, groaning into her lips as he prepared to stop. Barry was at his breaking point when he placed both of his arms around her hips, drawing America closer to his body.
"I'm not gonna last much longer America, I'm gonna cum!" Barry moaned out as he thrust faster and faster!
"Oh yeah? You're about to cum, how about you empty those poor big balls of yours deep in my pussy. Cum inside me Barry, I want to feel my teacher's warm cum fill me to the brim."
One more orgasm on America's part before Barry lost it. Barry technically screamed as his muscles seized and he slammed himself inside of America once more, grinding and moving his dick in her pussy. He just hoped his nearby teacher friends heard otherwise there's gonna be some explaining to do with the board or worse. Jail.
He then blasted her with his seed. Every last drop he had inside of his balls was emptied into America, her moans driving him to do so, compelling him to do
America bucked her hips wildly on his cock, trying to get every single last drop of his semen into her waiting vagina. Semen flowed and continued to spill out of America's folds as she whimpered as Barry withdrew with a groan. America massaged Barry's sweat-covered hair as he buried his face in her breasts.
"Holy crap..." Barry trailed off.
America chuckles. Then, she trails a finger down from his mid plate to his abdomen in a slow seductive manner. And almost immediately, Barry's cock was up and ready for another round. 'That's weird' Barry thought. 'Studies show it takes about 15 minutes to recover from an orgasm. It's been 2 seconds and now I'm ready? Must be some weird side effects after being stuck by lightning I think'
"So...what would you rate my performance in your class today, Mr. Allen?" America wondered. She gives Barry a peck on the lips before he answer, breathing sharply when letting go.
"An A Ms. Chávez. Keep it up and you just might make the top of my class," Barry breathed, running her smooth back with his finger tips, sending shivers down America's spine.
America kissed him long one more time then climbs off of him, small amount of Barry's semen stuck to her thigh. She puts her clothes back on and picks back up her bag and the book she quote on quote "dropped" which lead to this eventful teacher conference.
Barry still sat in his chair, pulling his boxers and pants back up. He buttons up his shirt and puts the blazer back on. As he takes a minute to recuperate himself, there was this little voice in his head that was telling him that something about America made him feel so uneasy. Which questioned 'is she gonna tell her friends?'
A small ball of fear churns up in his body.
"Um, you're not gonna tell anyone about what happened, are you? I really rather not loose my job or go to prison on my first day," Barry asked, talking so fast that America was slightly surprised how she understood what he just said.
America chuckles before walking up to him. She stares into his hazel eyes and raises her hand to cup one of his cheeks. Barry found her touch so warm and soothing. Barry closed his eyes, enjoying her touch and before he knew it, America leaned in and slowly but passionately kissed him.
She wanted to keep going and most likely end up with round 2, but she knew he had more students to teach and better for Barry to set a better example for his new class that should be coming any moment.
She lets go, saliva leaping of their lips. "Don't worry about a single thing. This will be our little secret, Kay?"
Something about America made Barry want to trust her. So, he nods slowly and kissed her, wrapping his hands around her. Then, since he was still horny, he runs his hands till they reach her bare cheeks through her short shorts and squeezes hard with a tight grip before following with a slap on her butt, the sound echoing through the class.
She moans in his mouth and smiles. "When can I see you again?"
Barry grins. "Well, I'm free at lunch. You can come by and we can" his eyes narrow in a sinister way and whispered as he finished "Well, I can eat you,"
America smirks then pecks him one more time. "I might just have to take that offer. Oh by the way, you might wanna read my assignment and make sure it's right. I just want to make sure I got the facts right,"
America pulls away and walks to the door. She puts her hand on the handle but then turns halfway where she caught Barry's glimpse staring right at her ass. To tease him, she takes her two hands and place them on her cheeks. She sways, giving Barry a farewell dance. And it ends with her smirking and biting her lip as she slowly lifts her hands off and immediately slaps her butt.
Barry saw her ass jiggle which shows just how big her ass was, but then again he should already know considering what happened 20 mins ago. America waves her hand slowly before opening and closing the door.
Barry nods to himself as a nice job to himself before heading back to his seat. He takes a breather, thinking about what just happened. 'Was she really making her promise?' 'Why was she so tight?' And more importantly, 'hope there were no secret cameras in my class' as he thinks morosely about his encounter, he remembers what America told him before she left.
Keeping that in his mind, he sits up and scours through the paperwork from his students. Non of them were that appealing to be honest. Some of them were just rather common things, he keeps ruffling through everyone's student until he finds the one person he was looking for. And what he saw was surprising:
America Chávez 1/14/22
What do you want to accomplish before the end of the year?
GETTING MY BRAINS FUCKED BY MY HOT CHEMISTRY TEACHER!
Barry smirks at the writing which is written in red pen and of course now he knows America is definitely gonna see him at lunch.
After reading that erotic note America left him, he suddenly hears a weird sound, it was like hearing a vibration, it was getting louder and louder. He looks down and immediately he notices his hand starts to shake rapidly. It looked like a blur, the paper he was holding fell on the table. Barry's eyes widen and his mouth fell open.
"What the hell?"
God fuck, I wasted a month on just for that? I really got to step up my game. Anyway, enjoy your beating or as some people say it "wanking" cause next chapter is...
Starlight from The Boys.