Regina Malicious Completed

Thrid Person's Narrative;

"Oh heavens... "Regina screams with her legs shaking as she keeps thumping herself on the massive dildo under her.

"Ah... "She screams further with watery eyes as she pinches her plum, pink nipples, and squeezes her breasts.

"Ummm... Yesss... Yesssssss... Ahhhh... "She moans further as she leans forward. Supporting herself with her hands and sliding up and down with her hips as she dips her hip to slide down, and raises it as she moves up.

"Gosh.... "She breathes with her eyes rolling back as she enjoy the feeling of the massive toy scrapping and pushing against the slippery, tender, walls of her insides.

"Ughhh "She moans finally as she collapse on her bed with warm cum spilling out of her pink, tender, cunt and her legs shaking in glee.

She stays down for a bit to catch her breath, and just then, her alarm goes off. She lazily stretches her hand and turns it off and she grunts in annoyance as she remembers that she has to leave her house and go to work.

"Another boring day... "She says to herself as she turns over on her back, pulls her legs apart, and pulls the now slippery dildo out of her pussy. Leaving a fancy hole that any man would want to fuck.

She pulls herself off the bed with her plump, round breasts bouncing, and her percky, pink nipples standing elegantly on them.

She walks over to the large mirror in her room, and let's down her hair as she stares at her flawless, beautiful body. Full breasts that are beautiful and perfect. So full and perky that anyone could mistake for implants. And her small waist that lives peaceful between her massive breasts, and full blown hips.

She looks herself over with her bright blue brown eyes and smiles at her body's perfection. But on remembering a fact, her smile drops and her heart breaks.

She turns around to look at the portrait of her and her husband, hanging right above the head of her king sized bed, and she feels her heart squeeze. Her husband, Eric has been has been away from home for the past six months. He's a navy man who spends most of his time away from home.

At the early years of their marriage, he'd be gone for just weeks, or a few months, but as they grew older, the number of months he stayed away from home began to grow and the amount of communication between them, dropped drastically with it.

Regina had been trying hard to keep the communication alive, but Eric always takes forever to reply. Unlike when their marriage just began.

She stares at her phone on the dress table in the corner, and sighs as she knows there's no way in hell her husband would have replied the message she sent to him last night.

With her head hanging and shoulders flopped, she walks with a broken heart and tingling pussy, over to her bathroom where she goes to take her bath, and officially begin her day.

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Grey's POV;

I'm sitting at the back of the class with my hands on my table, and my hoodie over my head as the lecturer teaches. My eyes are keen on her under my bangs as she moves about the front of the class.

My eyes follow her perfect body as she moves around. How her hips roll with each step she takes and how her tender, succulent butt jiggles as she walks. And her breasts, those proud mountains beautifying her chest. She is in a long, grey dress that hugs her curves and alluring features perfectly, and I almost smile at how perfect a sight she is.

She has her blonde, curvy hair down in flawless waves and her blue eyes are filled with light as she lectures. It's obvious that unlike other lecturers, Mrs. Regina does enjoy her job. Teaching gives her joy, and it's evident through the light in her eyes, and smile on her face everytime she lectures.

"With that being said. Who can define management? "She then questions and suddenly she looks my way. My heart skips a beat and although my eyes are hidden under my bangs, I still can't break eye contact with her.

"You. Boy at the back with the black hoodie. Care to define it for us? "She questions as she points at me, and I take a deep breath as the whole class turns to me.

I raise my head up to stare at her properly, but I remain silent.

"Come on. Don't be shy... Just give it a try... "She says with an oh, so perfect smile, and I swallow. I remain silent but still do not break eye contact with her, and I watch her smile drop.

"You don't wanna answer? "She then questions, and I decide to answer her as staying quiet any longer would be rude.