Chapter 1828
The students in the classroom all got up and started heading out. Ivan also left the classroom and saw Kevin running towards the office building. He cursed under his breath, thinking Kevin was practically Alissa's shadow. He couldn't understand what Alissa saw in him. She treated Kevin better than her own son, often staying late to tutor him. Even if Kevin had good grades, it was still unfair.
Ivan was muttering to himself as he walked towards the school gate when someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around to see Sean, the class representative from 11th grade. Sean was also part of the troublemaker group and often hung out with Ivan. His parents worked in the system, but they weren't as influential as Ivan's father, so Sean could only be Ivan's follower.
"Ivan, what's up? Why do you look so down? Who pissed you off this time?" Sean asked with a grin.
"It's you, kid," Ivan thought to himself. He knew Sean had a crush on Ms. Johnson. As the class representative, Sean had more opportunities to interact with her, making other boys envious. Even Ivan thought Sean was lucky to be able to go to the office and get close to Ms. Johnson, even sneaking peeks at her impressive chest.
Ivan figured he could use Sean to get to Ms. Johnson. Although Sean was infatuated with her, he was too timid. He had been the class representative for over a year but hadn't made any progress with her. If it were Ivan, he would have already won her over.
"Sean, I heard you like Ms. Johnson?" Ivan asked, putting his arm around Sean's neck with a sly smile. "Tell me, do you want to touch Ms. Johnson's big chest?"
Sean was taken aback and instinctively nodded. He had been dreaming about Ms. Johnson every night, fantasizing about her large, round breasts. There were times he almost got caught by his mother.
As the class representative, Sean's happiest moments were delivering homework to Ms. Johnson's office. She would give him tasks, and he could sneak peeks at her cleavage, which drove him wild. Once, when she handed him a notebook, her hand accidentally brushed against his crotch, and he almost came in his pants. Later, he hid in the bathroom to relieve himself, thinking he would die happy if he ever got the chance to sleep with her.
Hearing Ivan's question, Sean felt uneasy. He wondered if Ivan also had designs on Ms. Johnson. He cautiously asked, "Ivan, what do you mean? Aren't you chasing Fiona? Why are you interested in Ms. Johnson now? I'm telling you, Ms. Johnson is mine. No one else can have her."
"Don't be ridiculous," Ivan's face darkened, and he slapped Sean on the back of the head. "Do you think I'm joking? I can have any female teacher at Sunset Valley High School. Who do you think you are? If you piss me off, I'll even go after your mom."
Sean was stunned, rubbing his head and looking at Ivan, but not daring to talk back. He knew Ivan's reputation. In middle school, Ivan had a crush on a girl from another class and got into a fight with her boyfriend. Ivan called in a dozen guys from outside school and waited for the couple after evening classes. He stripped the girl in front of her boyfriend and had sex with her, even ejaculating in her mouth. The next day, the couple broke up, and the girl started hanging out with other boys, even sleeping with male teachers. Eventually, she was expelled, but Ivan remained unscathed.
Moreover, Ivan's father, Devon, was the County Treasurer, a powerful figure with more influence than several deputy County Executives. Sean's father was just a small-time police captain, which meant nothing to Devon.
If Ivan got angry, he might really go after Sean's mom. Sean shuddered at the thought and said, "Ivan, I was just joking. Why are you mad? Everyone in our troublemaker group knows you can have anyone you want. No one dares to mess with you, except Kevin."
Sean was trying to stir things up. He knew Ivan and Kevin were sworn enemies. They had fought over a minor issue in freshman year, and Ivan had come out worse. The incident escalated to the school, and both were disciplined. Sean knew Ivan still held a grudge and wanted revenge.
As they reached the school gate, they saw Ms. Johnson walking out in a hurry. Her tall, graceful figure caught their attention.
Watching Ms. Johnson's swaying hips and long legs, Ivan felt a surge of heat in his abdomen. He swallowed and said, "Ms. Johnson is so hot. Her chest is practically spilling out. I bet Oliver, that old creep, has slept with her. Otherwise, her butt wouldn't be so big. Damn it, I have to sleep with her one day."
Sean felt helpless. He had successfully diverted Ivan's attention, but Ms. Johnson had appeared, bringing it back. He could only nod meekly, wondering how to protect Ms. Johnson from Ivan.
They followed Ms. Johnson for a while and saw a car stop by the roadside. Quentin got out and chatted with her before driving away.
Ms. Johnson walked ahead, her body swaying, her long legs and round, firm buttocks making Ivan and Quentin swallow hard.
"Damn, Ms. Johnson is so hot. Not only is her chest big, but her butt is also so firm. It must feel amazing to do her from behind," Ivan said, scratching his crotch. If there weren't so many people around, he would have tackled Ms. Johnson to the ground, stripped her, and thrust his cock into her vagina.
Ms. Johnson had no idea two boys were following her. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. Her mind was occupied with Quentin's hurtful words.
Her husband, Jason, was in New York City, surrounded by beautiful women every day. Maybe, over time, he would forget about her.
The more Ms. Johnson thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Distracted, she returned home and went straight to the bathroom to shower. It was a daily routine, especially in the summer when she sweated easily. If she didn't shower at noon, her clothes would stick to her skin, making her uncomfortable, especially in front of her students.
Today, she had been hugged by Ivan in the stairwell, his crotch pressing against her butt. Later, in the bathroom, she found a stain on her skirt, clearly Ivan's semen.
Ms. Johnson was embarrassed but couldn't accuse Ivan of doing it on purpose. Boys his age were easily aroused, even by a woman's legs, let alone physical contact. Kevin hadn't been much better when he first saw her naked.
She turned on the shower, letting the hot water wash over her body. Her large, white breasts swayed under the water, her nipples hardening.
Maybe it was because she hadn't had sex in a while, but Ms. Johnson felt extra sensitive. When Ivan touched her breasts earlier, she had felt a bit excited. His crotch pressing against her butt had made her feel tingly. She started touching herself, her fingers moving over her flat, tight stomach and down to her inner thighs, gently stroking her thick lips. Her long, round legs tensed.
Ms. Johnson closed her eyes, her fingers skillfully playing with her most private parts. She felt her desire growing, her vagina becoming wet. She imagined being intimate with Jason, then Kevin's thick, long cock, and finally Ivan's smiling face.
Ivan was actually quite interesting. Ms. Johnson opened her eyes, filled with lust, biting her lip as she inserted her fingers into her vaginal opening, moving them around. Her mouth opened, her full legs rubbing together, her thick, dark pubic hair swaying under the water like seaweed.
In his bedroom, Ivan lay on his bed, pulling out his penis and grabbing a magazine from under his pillow. He opened it to a page showing a tall, naked woman with round, firm legs, a healthy tan, and a huge butt wrapped in denim shorts, looking like two basketballs. Her large breasts took up most of the page, making it hard to breathe.
"Damn, those breasts are huge," Ivan thought, breathing heavily as he started stroking his penis. He imagined Ms. Johnson's breasts were probably just as big, if not bigger, but he hadn't seen them himself, so he couldn't be sure.
He remembered hugging Ms. Johnson earlier, his hand barely able to hold one of her breasts. He knew her breasts were definitely big, at least bigger than Willow's. He had grown up grabbing Willow's breasts while sleeping and had secretly seen her medical report. Willow's bra size was a D cup, which was large for a woman, but still smaller than Ms. Johnson's.
If he could use Ms. Johnson's breasts to masturbate, it would be amazing. Imagining her using her big, sexy breasts to stroke his penis, Ivan got more excited, stroking faster, almost tearing his foreskin.
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