Ms. James had gotten up uncommonly early that morning; one Saturday approximately two weeks ago. Winter had set in and the city was experiencing record low temperatures. Ms. James didn't mine the chilling weather because it afforded her time to read a good book or babysit one of the neighbor's children. She can recall a not so distant point in her past when she dreaded the weekends. They were the loneliest of times during the week. The only thing that kept her afloat on the weekends were the beautiful drawing her students did for her. She would often encourage her student's creativity by adding smiley faces and stars to the most imaginative works. This would make them draw and paint more of what they thought and felt, not what they have seen in the classroom. Ms. James was always surprised with how horny the artwork made her.

It began with an innocent crayon drawing of little Kaylee and her dog kissing or rather her dog licking her face. It was very cute and harmless but Ms. James recently perverted mind forced images of the 6 year-old passionately frenching the canine. She discretely climaxed after admiring the work of art through her new corrupted eyes. Ms. James awarded the drawing with a happy face and two stars. She received a big hug from Kaylee and a kiss on the cheek. Ms. James had no shame in smelling the little girl as they embraced, wishing she could kiss her. No shame in touching herself with thoughts in her mind of Kaylee later on that night.

Often the mere thoughts of the tattoos that could be were all Ms. James needed to get off. There were so many possibilities when the mind was at play.

Ms. James loved to think of her own naked body atop satin sheets. Her dark brown skin tone merged with the darkness in her bedroom that was kept at bay by way of candlelight. Atop her, Kaylee or Angelika, or both on either side nibbling at her blackened, hard nipples. Her hands caressed the tender pale flesh of their cute bottoms. Ms. James frequently dreamt of squeezing their miniature asses with her big black hands. Her warm palms and intrusive fingers would pay special attention to the tiny slits between the children's legs. Brushing her entire hand between their ass cheeks and across the warm pubic area that Ms. James imagined as extremely hot, she'd extract moans from the little girls.

This forced them to return the pleasure with their small hands wandering in unison to Ms. James's radiating pussy. She'd imagine being so hot down there that the windows in the room would fog and they all would began perspire profusely, becoming delightfully slippery. Ms. James loved how her mind depicted the contrast of her large black frame with two little white girls as nude as the day they were born, on it. Each of their bodies blushed, two more noticeable than the other.

Ms. James perversions were limitless. She even tried and succeeded in conjuring up more sexual debaucheries within that bedroom in her mind.

Images the likes of which she has yet to see, in an attempt at achieving a more gratifying orgasm. Her mind went back to the bedroom. To the huge bed upon which she lied propped up on her elbows enjoying the show that was taking place between her thighs. Ms. James's legs rested heavily upon the backs of the kindergarteners whose hands had stretched her pussy-lips apart revealing her immense wetness. They took turns licking the unsheathed pearl in the center like two kittens sharing a bowl of milk. Ms. James would watch in amazement as the two girls sucked up all of the juices they could mouth and shared them with a wet kiss. Their lips would lock to exchange the contents caring not that most of the tangy substance would dribble to the sheets below them. The small girls would break their kiss, whisper in each others ear, and then giggle as they crept from beneath Ms. James's legs and climbed her like a tree to reach her lips. They would all kiss, one at a time, and then all together. Moans bounced off of the four walls of the room as they fondle one another. The little girls hands stroking Ms. James's hair and breast while Ms. James's hands pleasured their backs and bottoms.

Ms. James's orgasm would draw closer in reality while the images in her mind would get lest fluid and choppier. Sort of like the previews to an extremely hardcore pornographic film. Only the good, nasty parts racing by like flashes of light.

Kaylee would straddle Ms. James face, riding her tongue while Angelika licked Kaylee's nipples causing the 6 year-old to cry out in pleasure. They would switch places after a few moments of cunninglingous. A strong jolt of pleasure would course through Ms. James body as it convulsed and a new scene would replace the previous one. In the new image Ms. James would be bent over with her ass in the air as Kaylee and Angelika's entire hands-up to forearm-glides effortlessly in and out of her stretch pussy. Ms. James mouth would gape as her orgasm closed in. The two tiny white girls in her mind would take notice of the impending climax and with out warning would bury their free hands-to the elbow-in Ms. James's rectum. Their well lubricated arms would pass through her sphincters and rest in her bowels where the girls little fingers would interlock as the held each others hand within the moist tunnel. Ms. James head would fall lifelessly into the pillow beneath her. Drool would pour from her mouth and finally the ultimate pleasure-she so feverishly scoured her mind for-would engulf her very soul in its wake.

The three beings in her mind would scream at the tops of their lungs as multiple splashes of endorphins forced their bodies to the great beyond a hundred times.

As the orgasms subsided the images began fade. One by one the little girls disappeared into the darkness of the room. The candles go out and reality butts in as the doorbell rings. Ms. James awakens on the floor of her apartment drenched from head to toe in sweat. Her was body still convulsing and had a smile on her face.

She had forgot that Angelika was coming over to be looked after for the weekend while her mother was away on a business trip. Still dripping in her own juices Ms. James quickly through on her nightgown and raced to the door. She had to answer some unasked questions about her appearance. The awkward stares from Angelika and her mother went away when Ms. James explained that she was in the middle of exercising. The two women exchange brief pleasantries then Angelika's mother was on her way. Ms. James watched as the lady rounded the corner and then turn her attention back to Angelika who waltz into the apartment like it were her own. Ms. James couldn't help but look at the little girl from behind who was wearing a dress that was two sizes too small. Her cute little ass was on display and to Ms. James surprise that the girl was were a pink thong. Thoughts of doing nasty things to the small 6 year-old resurfaced in her mind and the warm sensation returned to her pussy as it moistened. Although Mrs. James has yet to touch the little girl in a sexual manor, she had no shame in thinking about it.