Jane was going through the dry spell to end all dry spells. It had been two years since she'd had sex and three months since she had last orgasmed. It wasn't that she wasn't horny anymore, it was just she had such a busy life.
Getting home after a long day, Jane started planning for her classes tomorrow. At forty-five she was too old to be going out on a Thursday night, but she missed having a fun social life. After two hours of prep work for class, Jane sat down in her comfy chair and closed her eyes.
Tomorrow was a simple day, she taught English and her students were mostly well-behaved. Feeling her phone buzz it was one of her work colleagues asking her out.
Since her divorce a year and a half ago, Jane didn't want to think about men. In the last few weeks, in a stupid way of trying to normalize life, Jane had turned to porn. She had looked at photos and videos of men on the Internet, but the spark just wasn't there anymore.
Lifting her laptop Jane turned it on and went to her naughty sites to try once again to turn herself on. She had tried masturbating several times, but the elusive orgasm still eluded her.
Trying a new site altogether, Jane clicked on a live cam site. Looking through the men on the site, Jane clicked on the icon for one of the pre-recorded videos. The man in this video was already jerking off his sizable manhood, but even as Jane watched this man cummng, his jizz spurting from his hard cock, Jane felt nothing.
Frustrated beyond belief, Jane was about to switch off her laptop, when she noticed another icon. The icon read "Barely Legal Teen Girls" and for a second Jane thought about clicking on it. Why was she so tempted to look at girls?
Trying another stud video, Jane tried working her panties, see-sawing the material against her clit in a futile effort to make herself cum. Closing the video in frustration before the man in question had even cum, Jane worried if she would ever cum again. Had her husband broken her?
Looking once again at the icon for women, Jane felt butterflies in her stomach. Should she? Could she? Clicking on one video, Jane watched as a cute blonde stripped to her bra and panties, and began to rub her clit through the material.
Jane had to admit the blonde was cute, and the performance was intriguing, soon the blonde was taking off her bra and Jane held her breath. When she finally saw the teen's erect nipples, Jane let out her breath. The teen was stunning. Watching the girl masturbate on camera, Jane was aware of how wet her panties were getting. There was no denying she was turned on.
Licking her lips as the teen continued her performance, the girl took off her panties revealing a bushy but soaking-wet pussy. A pussy the teen continued to play with, Jane licked her lips as she wondered what the fluids being released from the girl tasted like.
Jane resisted the urge she was having to rub her clit in the same way this teen was. Watching the girl as she sped up her rubbing, Jane could see the teen was close. The teen screamed aloud in her orgasm, and after she had recovered showed the camera how wet she was before the video went black.
What had Jane done? She had just watched a girl (a girl no older than some of her students) masturbate. And what's more, she enjoyed it. Clicking on other videos, Jane watched other young women masturbate for the camera. Each time Jane had felt guilty, each time she had resisted the urge she was having to join the girls in their masturbation.
Clicking on another video, Jane read the description: "Redhead Schoolgirl Masturbates" she looked at the title again and again. She really shouldn't watch this one, it was too far. But click she did and a beautiful redhead filled the screen, the teen was standing with her back to the camera wearing a thong that showed off a spectacular ass, Jane had never thought about analingus before but now she wanted to lick this teen's ass.
Turning around the teen faced the camera and Jane's mouth dropped in astonishment. The girl on screen right now was one of her students.
Ginger was one of her better-behaved students, always quick with discussions and answers, and she was sweet. But the teen girl on screen now was anything but sweet. She was wearing a tight top, that showed off her not huge but not tiny breasts.
Lifting her top, Ginger revealed a green bra and asked the audience, "What do you think? Should I take these off?" Jane desperately wanted her student to do just that, but she felt so guilty as well.
The teen lifted her bra, revealing her perfect breasts to the internet. When she did so, Jane opened her bra feeling the cool breeze on her now bare breasts. Watching the teen as Ginger turned so her superb ass was facing the camera. Bending as she pulled her knickers down her legs, Jane watched the teen spread her ass cheeks. How Jane wished she could lick that ass hole right now.
Turning to face the camera again, Ginger lifted her hands in the air. Jane slipped a finger into her wetness as the teen did likewise on camera. Sighing with delight as she watched the teen, Jane used her other hand to massage her nipple.
Feeling her pussy tighten around her fingers, Jane was in heaven. She wished her student was there now, she wished she could bury her tongue deep into the redhead's soaking wet pussy. Watching the teen speed up her rubbing, Jane matched the pace. Her nostrils flared as her orgasm grew, and Jane suppressed the moan that was coming.
As Ginger orgasmed on camera, Jane licked her lips cumming over her fingers, coating them in her juices. As if a damn had burst, Jane kept up her masturbation. Jane had not cum in so long, she needed more. Using the cursor to pull the video back to an earlier point, Jane watched the teen orgasm again then back for a third time. Pausing the video at the moment the teen reached the precipice, her mouth open the teen moaned.
Screaming Ginger's name as her second orgasm of the night hit her, Jane looked down as a stream of fluid spurted from her, covering her fingers and the keypad of her laptop in her arousal.
Gasping, trying to get her breath back, Jane let the video play on to the end. What had she done? She had just masturbated to her eighteen-year-old FEMALE student. She had uncovered a side of herself she had never before dreamed of. A dark side, a perverted side, a lesbian side. Licking her fingers clean as she thought about what she was going to do tomorrow, Jane planned her class once again.
