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Chapter 3 - Advanced Classes

My next class wasn’t with Eva. She was taking an advanced placement course in biology, which Rachel was in. So I tasked her to spy for me.

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I followed this new girl Eva into AP Biology class and took a seat right behind her, carefully, like she had told me to be earlier. I had to figure out what we were up against, like Jessie said.

My best feature is my flaming curly red locks. I get guys and girls fawning over it, asking me how I treat it, what shampoo I use, how I curl it, etc. They always do me favors for the right to touch it. I’m really proud of my hair. But sitting behind Eva Lin…

She smelled so good! What was that perfume? And the brilliant shine of her midnight black hair, streaked with light brown highlights was so tasteful!

I couldn’t help it. I reached out for her beautiful mane. It was right there. Inch by inch, my hand reached for those silky strands. She wasn’t reacting. I was really going to get to touch it!

...Oh my god, the feel of her lustrous hair sent tingles down my hand, through my arm, and sent my heart into overdrive! It felt so warm, so comforting, and it actually seemed as if her hair was actively caressing my skin, wrapping around my hand and squeezing gently. It crept along my hand, down my arm, entwining, enveloping, sending sensations that set my pussy on fire. I closed my eyes and moaned.

Moaned? I hadn’t meant to do that!

“Ms. O’Neill, is there something you want to say?”

The entire class snickered at me. Oh no, what was I doing!? Jessie was going to be so mad at me! I got another whiff of her wonderful perfume and moaned again as I grew even wetter! I just kept touching her hair; I couldn’t help myself!

“I… I…,” I stammered, completely flabbergasted.

And then I felt it. Another silken squeeze against my hand and arm. I gasped.

“Rachel!” Mrs. Pawel lectured as the rest of the class laughed even harder.

“Mrs. Pawel, it’s my fault. I asked Rachel if she would please help with my hair. It was giving me some trouble this morning,” Eva’s sonorous voice rang out.

Giving her trouble? Her hair was the most goddamn perfect thing I’d ever touched in my life!

“You are… Eva Lin?” Mrs. Pawel glared. But as soon as she broke eye contact with me and looked upon Eva, Mrs. Pawel faltered, if only for a second. “I don’t know how it worked in your old school, but your hair does not take priority over learning during my class!” She approached Eva’s desk.

I felt Eva’s hair unwrap from my hand as she fluffed it out and presented it to Mrs. Pawel. No, come back! I wanted to feel you more!

“Here, Mrs. Pawel. I’m really sorry about disturbing your class. But you won’t mind if it happens again, do you?”

“I’m sorry!?”

I swear I could almost see the smoke coming out of our teacher’s ears.

“Why don’t you just let Rachel help me? She won’t disturb the class again, will you Rachel?” Eva turned her piercing coffee-colored glowing gaze onto me.

“Mm-hmm…” I heard myself squeak. Oh my god, her beauty and her defiance was turning me on. I don’t know when I’d gotten so wet, but my panties were soaked through! My hands trembled as I struggled not to touch myself. She was so sexy! And she knew my name! Me! Could she really talk Mrs. Pawel down?!

“See, Mrs. Pawel?” She whipped her head around, causing her hair to splay against Mrs. Pawel’s hand and arms. Mrs. Pawel gasped as she touched her arm where Eva’s hair had briefly caressed it.

“Okay, well, I’ll overlook it this time…” Mrs. Pawel said hesitantly, trembling. “But Rachel, you... MMF!” Her knees nearly buckled as Eva’s hair slid against her arm some more. The air grew even thicker with her scent, fragrant and suffocating. Oh my god! No, goddess! Eva!

“Yes, Mrs. Pawel?” Eva asked as her victim stood there, frozen and trembling.

“You must… unng... keep quiet!” our teacher gasped, trying to maintain control.

“Would you mind overlooking it not just this time, but every time? I like what Rachel is doing. And don’t worry about any moans she may make. Those are also not her fault,” Eva insisted.

Oh my god, this girl! I hadn’t even touched myself, and I could feel the throes of an orgasm coming on. When had that happened!? I was so nervous and focused on Eva and Mrs. Pawel’s interaction, that I didn’t even realize I was going to come, right there in class, in front of everybody! Sweat beaded on my forehead as I writhed in agony. Eva had come to my rescue, my fingers and hands still tingled and trembled from just the silky touch of her hair—even her scent made my heart surge! Could everyone else hear my panties squishing as I rubbed my thighs together?!

I don’t know what Eva was doing now, but Mrs. Pawel’s face was a grimace of pleasure. I didn’t think she could stand on her own two legs much longer!

“Well, Ms. Lin, as I see… see you are new here…” I could see her will weakening. “I… I suppose…”

“Oh, Mrs. Pawel, I would be ever so grateful. I promise I’d make it up to you. Would you like to feel my hair more?”

Mrs. Pawel stared like a deer in headlights. She was visibly drooling now. Rivulets of sweat ran down her face. I could see the internal conflict within her. Meanwhile, I could feel the heat of arousal burning within me. I suddenly imagined something totally insane. What if Eva touched me down… there? With her hair? Or something more…? Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Was Mrs. Pawel going to break? Was I going to break? Fuck, this was hot! Could she break us in public against our will? Was this even against my will!? I ground my thighs together and bit my lip as I tried not to make any more trouble for Eva. But I bet Eva could get me out of any amount of trouble! Oh goddess!!

“Erm, uh, thank you for your… generous offer, Ms. Lin. I will… um… you and Rachel may continue. You may... see me... after school… please! Please come see me!” She whispered out the last part as a desperate plea.

She turned around and wobbled off. The class gasped at the impossible event that had just transpired.

It was too much. I came. My arms stiffened as my fingers flexed and overextended through the initial burst of ecstasy. I tried, and failed, to grip the smooth desk. My butt rose off the seat as my legs quivered and spasmed. A flush of heat rushed through my entire body, constantly intensifying. My stiff, sensitive nipples rubbed against my lacy bra, sending tingles shooting down my spine. I’ve never come so hard before! Not even my first time with my dildo! I couldn’t help it; I gasped loudly and gave voice to my ecstasy.

Mrs. Pawel turned to look at me once again with a half dirty, and half... jealous look? Fuck me silly, Eva! You broke her!

“Shall we continue class, Mrs. Pawel?” Eva directed her even as she flared her hair, letting it splay over my hands once again.

Fuuuuuuuuuuck! My fists balled up as sweat began to drip into a small puddle on my desk. I was coming again! I felt my nether lips spasming, contracting and pulsing, desperate for something, anything to grip. Visions of kneeling before a fully nude Eva flooded my mind. I prostrated myself before her and felt the warm caress of her hair against my skin. My mouth was dry from my heavy breathing. My body couldn’t draw in enough oxygen to keep up with the pleasure pumping through my veins. I felt faint. My orgasm continued unbroken.

I didn’t know female ejaculation was a real thing, but I knew it now. Eva taught me that. Inexorably. As my hips bucked, my love juices gushed out of me with a force that I didn't know was possible! My whole body was bent over my desk. I had my face planted on it, arms gripping the edge, still being stroked by this Asian goddess' hair. I humped the air, a verifiable geyser of lust soaking through my underwear and skirt, leaving my chair sopping wet. I would have felt embarrassed, but all I could feel was pleasure. Pleasure brought upon by Eva, who wasn't even looking in my direction.

I remained paralyzed, face plastered to my desk for the rest of the class, even after Eva withdrew her hair. I can only assume that Eva had taken care of any and all of Mrs. Pawel’s objections.

I awoke from my orgasmic stupor when the bell rang. I nervously looked around, expecting my social life to be over. But everyone made their way out of the classroom, bow-legged and wobbling. Eva, the goddess, was directing them all to leave before she turned to face me. I bathed in the glory of her beauty, unable to form coherent words. She addressed me.

"Rachel?"

"Yes, Eva?" I answered breathlessly.

"Why don't you go and be a good friend to your friends?"

"But… but… can I just be with you?"

She smiled brightly again, cheeks dimpling. I whimpered. So beautiful...

"I'm sure I'll see you later. Go make… Jessica, was it? Go make Jessica and Brittany happy. And try to hide the fact that your loyalty belongs to me now, will you?"

"Okay," I complied with her command, tears of joy streaming down my face as I gazed into her mesmerizing eyes. I didn’t want to hide my devotion, but if Eva asked, I would do it.

"Oh, and Mrs. Pawel? Could I speak to you please?" Eva walked out of the classroom as our so-called authority figure trailed behind on wobbly legs.

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"Did you learn anything?" I asked impatiently as Rachel meekly exited her biology class. She was holding her backpack in front of her skirt for some reason.

"Jess, I think she broke Mrs. Pawel," Rachel answered, hoping no one could hear the squish of her panties.

"Fuck! We need to figure out what to do!"

"I think we should just talk to her. Maybe let her join our group. She could protect and take care of all of us. She's… she’s really nice…" Rachel whimpered.

"What did you say?" I seethed.

"Nothing!" Rachel squeaked.