Overwatch High

I don't own overwatch etc

So has anyone seen the movie A Fish called Wanda? No? just me then… well in this movie the smoking hot Jamie Lee Curtis gets aroused by foreign languages… it could be utter nonsense and nonsensical but her body just reacts to it.

…I had a problem like that; But while Jamie Lee Curtis's character's language fetish was mainly Italian. Mine was Spanish…

When I told my friends this they said they had the same feeling about French class and laughed, but personally, I thought that was more because of Mrs. Lacroix herself than the language so that was, while understandable, not the same thing.

My problem was that my mind would wander as our cool Spanish teacher Ms Colomar would actually say basic words that would just send me down the path to Ms. Ziegler and our usual bathroom stall.

When she said 'Papi' during class as an example I would harden. When she called me 'niño' as she called on me it would harden. Simple words like Nena, or leche, or pantalones. Soon I was imagining her saying dirtier words in class, culo, teta, puta… because I was so focused on her voice I could imagine it vividly…

So I began to wonder, why was it that when you met a Spanish teacher they always seemed to be so fucking hot? She was funny, she was teasingly adorable, and she was no nonsense. When she was first introduced to the class, she straight up told us…

"I applied to teach computer science but then when I told them I was from Mexico they stuck me in Spanish class." She was so serious and blunt about it we didn't quite know how to react. Then she laughed and said she was screwing with us… she taught both classes…

Now she dressed like she was ready to go out and party on the town. She wasn't dressed like a teacher but if Ms. Song can continue to come to school in a unitard, nobody was going to tell her off. She wore a purple half shirt and bomber jacket, and short cut-off jeans that went so high up on her legs that if she bent over forwards her ass would escape. And to top it all off she strutted casually and gracefully around the classroom like a model on the catwalk, in long high-heeled shoes as easily as breathing. Each sensual leg stomp/clapping on the floor as if she was dancing in tappers

And we all knew she could dance, she could've been a professional from the way she moved…

"Senor Snow!" she shouted suddenly and my head flinched as a chalkboard eraser slapped against my head. "How do you say, 'Detention' in Spanish?" she asked smugly as the classroom laughed.

I sighed, knowing I had been caught daydreaming about her voice once again. "…Detención…" I said dryly.

"Oh good, you can ask for directions after class" she said approaching my desk, "Since you seem so lost in thought niño…" she added with a mysterious smile, leaning over me and giving me an accidental view of her cleavage "Boop." She said, tapping my nose and grinning.

And no… she did not help my mood by saying 'niño'

"Stay awake, Senor Snow." She said with a graceful turn as the class continued to chuckle at the 'humiliating' break in the lesson. I should have been upset, but as I watched her perky and bouncy Latina rear struggling against her tight jeans close up, I simply couldn't stay mad at her and enjoyed the view…

Lines were common in detention with Ms. Colomar, she was easygoing enough as long as you wrote a certain amount in the time spent. She herself spent most of her time observing the 'class' on her phone or computer, typing away at something and giggling ominously.

I was the only one in the room; she was on her phone typing away, as usual, her long shapely legs up on the desk as she reclined in her seat. If I stared hard enough at her jeans I could just make out a tiny strip of red cloth of underwear…

Unfortunately, as I continued to stare; my hormones as courtesy of Ms. Ziegler went into overdrive as they were unusually high today. She had gone to japan this week for Mr. Shimadas…Both the Shimadas. Genji and Hanzo Shimada had accidentally hurt themselves so Ms. Ziegler being the best doctor they knew went to check on them. And Ms. Song's gaming club had gone to china to participate in a massive gaming event with a huge cash prize…

So I had a distinct lack of release as of late… so my fantasies ran wild.

"Ay Papi…" Ms. Colomar suddenly moaned out at her desk, spreading her bomber jacket open to give me a better view of her sexy body. Using her legs, she pushed up from the desk presenting her crotch to me as she rigorously played with her wet pussy… "Your puta wants her leche…" she said groaning as her hand violently rubbed inside her pussy, I didn't even bother to justify why she was not wearing her jeans or underwear anymore as a well-manicured finger probed simultaneously at her butt hole.

"Papi, Scott, don't make me wait…" she looked me in the eyes as her wide tongue traced her lips colored in purple lipstick "Please give me your leche… I've been a good puta…" I kept watching silently, as if willing her to continue, I haven't punished her enough yet I wanted her good and ready for me…"

"Scott…" she groaned out, "Papi please I want it…" she whimpered, her bottom lip pouting cutely as I stared unblinkingly… "Scott I'm coming!" she shouted speeding up, "I'm sorry papi! I'm a bad puta!" she twitched and a shower of her squirt shot into the air… "Ay papi.." she breathed coming back down from her orgasm, "Papi… do you want to watch me again?" she asked, giving me the bedroom eyes as she slowly spread her vagina at me as it gasped greedily from my dick, "Leche Papi, please?" she begged

"SCOTT!" I jumped back into reality. Leaning on her fist and watching me Ms. Colomar glared inquisitively at me. "…You feeling alright? you've been like that all day."

"..I'm sorry Ma'am…" I said rubbing my eyes, "I've been tired lately it won't happen again if I can help it." but even so it was as if I was seeing double of her, the real one sitting at the desk and my fantasy behind her, her pussy bared to me and thrusting violently with her fingers as she stove to release with her back against the chalkboard.

"Well…" she began again, still sounding slightly concerned as she gracefully flowed towards me and checked my detention papers. "…You've done enough. Go home and get some rest Scott, Ms Ziegler isn't here to check up on you if you collapse…" she gave me a hesitant smile at the joke, I knew she was kind of a stern teacher but she did care about the students. "Boop." She added, tapping my nose again.

'Don't I know it…' I thought, grabbing my bag and throwing it over my shoulder and thanking her for the early release, 'She'd probably be the cause of my collapse…'

"Goodnight Ms. Colomar." I said blearily.

"Beaunas noches guapo" she briskly replied in rapid Spanish.

"What?" I asked confused, turning to her, "Did you say something ma'am?"

She raised a confused eyebrow, completely innocent. "Beaunas Noches Scott…" she repeated, "Goodnight?" she translated, "Seriously, go get some sleep." She ordered worriedly. but gave me a melodic chuckle.

I waved her goodbye and headed out of the empty school. I was about to reach the gate of the grounds when I decided to call mom and tell her I was on my way home. Slapping my pockets I groaned in annoyance… I forgot it in class. Trudging all the way back to the room I was about to open the door when…

"Mr. Snow… How much have you seen?" came Ms Ziegler's voice

It had come from the door and like my last name, I froze in place. No. No fucking way, that's impossible.

"That depends Ms. Ziegler." Came my voice, "How much of my groin problem are you going to help me with?"

Oh my fucking god…

"Yeah Angie, you fucking puta…" came Ms. Colomar's excited reply, "You better fucking help him with that you lucky fucking puta…" I briefly heard clicking.

"Do you have a condom Scott?" came Ms. Ziegler's voice, skipping rapidly ahead of the event.

"Of course not you puta…" Ms. Colomar replied breathlessly beyond the door, "He wants to really feel your tight panocha…"

"No… and I won't be using one…" came my voice.

"You tell her guapo…" she said suddenly gasping rapidly, "You tell her she's going to take that fertile lefa in that tight puta pussy! Oh Dios MIO!"

My hormonal brain once again recognized the moment I have had so many times before this year and I threw open the door slamming it behind me almost entirely on instinct. Her computer open on her desk, and her hand down the front of her tight jeans she stared at me moderately surprised as I watched myself enter Ms. Ziegler on the computer… the view was off towards the side of the classroom meaning that…

…Oh Fuck… I remembered… that room was where Ms. Song held her gaming club. There were webcams and computers in that room. But they were off how the hell did…

Seeing the look of stunned surprise on my face, she raised her free hand and lowered it onto the mouse of the computer just as. "Oh Scott! Oh Scott!" rang out from Ms. Ziegler… and paused it. Not turning away from me.

"So... I can explain…" she said very calmly.

"I don't really think either of us can…" I replied legitimately horrified. she had a video of me having sex with a teacher. she was using it in school, where anyone might have caught her masturbating. Administrator Amari, Principal Morrison. Or god help us all, Vice-principal Reyes! The guy has a working shotgun mounted on the wall of his office!

"How did you even get that!" I shouted, "There's no way one of those cameras was on!" I cried, they had been stored at the back of the room. They weren't important to talk about at the time because I had a half-naked Ms. Ziegler that deserved far more attention at the time.

"Funny story." She began, still calm and casual as if she had the whole situation under control and I didn't just catch her masturbating to me and Ms Ziegler. "I run the computer security on the grounds, so when an idiot decides that he wants to look at porn in school my spy cameras pick it up and activate… so I kinda caught you and Angie doing the deed..." she said shrugging. "Who would've thought right?"

"Ms Colomar you need to delete that." I said trying to be firm but only coming out as desperation, "What if somebody saw you?"

"The whole school is wired and I keep tabs of all the teacher's locations. The only one left on the grounds is McCree and he's taking his 5 o'clock nap in the nurse's office." She looked at a strange coded map on the computer and added, "Yep still there…"

"So how did I manage to sneak up on you!?" I shouted horrified at the obviously violated sense of security.

"You know, that is a good question... I tracked your phone specifically…" she noted thoughtfully.

"Why me?!" I shouted but she ignored me and bent over to check her computer, not even the view of her tantalizing backside could distract me.

Frowning, she immediately moved to my desk and reached inside pulling my phone. "…Well that explains that… off you go." she said tossing it to me and heading back to her desk.

"What?! No! Ms. Colomar you have to delete that video!"

"What that one? No, it's my favorite one…" she replied frankly, and with a smile so evil she must have been a part-time super-villan she added, "…Would you settle for me deleting a different one instead?"

I gaped at her… how could she possibly have more?

And as if to answer… she pulled up a playlist of at least thirty videos. She brought up the first one. Me and Angela having sex in her room at home. And another: the same thing but the 'doggystyle' position. And another: her head between my legs as I sat on the bed while she gave me my first blowjob.

She just kept showing me all the times I had sex in Angela's room that finally ended on the night that I just kept plowing into her. It was a safe day. I had held back for weeks and when she gave me the go-ahead I went to town on her; the day after that I had the threesome with Ms. Song and Ms. Oxton.

"Not that last one either…" As Angela groaned from her fourth orgasm and me from my second as I shot inside her. "…You fucking bred that puta that night." She licked her lips eagerly at me and added, "Did you know she fucks you more than Genji in her room? I have like three videos of them and it's not nearly as hot.

"Ms. Colomar why are you doing this?" I asked pulling a nearby chair and sitting down as I rubbed my face in despair. "Do you really hate Ms. Ziegler that much?"

"What? No of course not she's a fucking fox…" she replied with a laugh, "She's better than professional porn!"

"Ms. Colomar you're spying on her…" I said, horrified, "You're recording her having sex with a student what could you possibly use that for?"

"You're not asking the right questions quapo…" she said softly, adjusting her laptop pointedly to face the chair and blackboard… "You're not asking, 'why'?"

"Why?" I asked as she quickly approached me and roughly pulled me from the chair and shoved me in front of the computer.

Forced against the blackboard, she pressed her body against me and breathed heavily as she sniffed me in. "You know it's always her… all the boys want a good look at Angie." She looked up at me with bedroom eyes, gently her tongue eagerly began licking her lips again. Like she wanted to eat… "You're the one lucky enough to get balls deep in that tight panocha…"

Using her breasts to keep me pressed against the wall and grabbing my confused hands she slapped them hard on her butt. "Squeeze guapo…" she said, "You can all you want…" I did, I couldn't help it, it always tempted me in class no matter how much or how little clothing she wore over it. Ms. Ziegler may have had the hips but Ms. Colomar had hips and ass… she had a samba dancer's body and as I squeezed she showed it to me by shaking her hips in my embrace.

"You see nino…" she said, her crotch temptingly brushing against my own as she shook and shimmied before me, "Angie's got all the boy's dicks hard and pointing in her direction and she got her mouth closed around yours. What are the odds that she picked out the one I wanted for myself? I'll check the math with Satya later."

"I… what?" I asked surprised. "You picked me out?"

"Well of course I picked you out!" She said laughing, thrusting her crotch against mine she whispered huskily, "..Papi…" I hardened immediately against her and she pulled away laughing and pressed the record button on her computer. "Yep! There you are, there's one in every school. The one guy that gets all hot and bothered by listening to the woman speaking Spanish.

She traced a finger around my neck, "I noticed your interest every time I opened my mouth… tell me Papi…" she said knowing full well its effect, "How many times have you imagined fucking it…" she said, opening her mouth and kneeling down as I heard my zipper open.

It was like there was no friction in her mouth as she slipped my length down her throat. Her tongue, thick and eager tenderly brushed against my length as her head moved steadily back and forth. She pulled away sucking in air as she brushed against my cock head. She laughed happily staring up at me. "So Papi… how many times has Angie swallowed your leche after milking you…" she asked.

"Ms… Ms. Ziegler doesn't swallow." I replied gripping the chalk holders at the bottom of the board tightly from the feeling, "And she certainly doesn't do that…" I groaned as she suddenly began stroking.

"Oh no…" she whimpered, "Papi doesn't get enough love from his blonde puta…"

"I get enough…" I said, not wanting her to stay in control, "And stop calling her a puta…"

"But she is a puta…" she said coldly, stroking me rapidly, "A filthy man stealing puta… she's been fucking you and Genji non-stop. Almost interchangeably…" she lovingly licked my length, "But me Papi I'll be a good puta… swallow you're leche whenever you want, just ask…" she put my head back in her mouth and quickly bobbed up and down not going any deeper, staring up at me with begging eyes. Finally, I groaned as my balls boiled to release.

"You cumming Papi?" she asked opening her mouth at the end of my dick and stoking rapidly, "Cum Papi give me your leche…"

Unable to resist any longer I gripped her silky hair and placed her mouth at the head of my dick and kept firing.

"Oh Papi…" she mumbled against my dick, eyes closed as I finally stopped cumming. "The puta left you all backed up while she went to Japan… " she said with a mouthful as she swallow my seed… I was suddenly erect again. "She wanted to go suck her boyfriend's dick with her puta mouth…"

My hand tightened on her hair and I pulled her from the floor and shoved her against the desk. "The only puta here is you!" I shouted angrily, slapping her ass as I tugged at her jeans, "Stop calling Ms. Ziegler that!"

"Oh no Papi I didn't mean to make you mad." She said with an innocence that fooled neither of us but fueled the hardness in my dick. "I said I'll be a good puta Papi…"

"Well, you're my puta now…" I said, shoving her hard on the desk and knocking her computer back as I pulled her jeans finally down over her ass and shoved my length into her dripping wet pussy. "No more other dicks puta, only mine!" I shouted at her, my mind delving deep into the lust of the fantasy as my desire overwhelmed me. She was right in a way of course. Ms. Ziegler wasn't exactly a saint, cheating on her boyfriend and leading me around… and it might hurt but I wish she would choose. Or at least stop sending mixed signals like getting Ms. Song to give me anal…

I mean she told me she actually planned that.

But the time for choosing wasn't now. We weren't monogamous, but I was going to have Ms. Colomar to myself, she was going to be just for me.

"Only my dick Ms. Colomar, say it!"

"Only your dick!" she answered immediately as I slammed hard against her, squeezing her breasts tightly as she viewed her computer recording to watch herself get 'impregnated' on cam. And she suddenly grew tighter in arousal, "My panocha is only for you Papi!"

"Take my lefa whore…" I said, quickly deducing that it meant semen in Spanish. "Take my lefa and get knocked up!"

"You gonna knock me up Papi?" she asked nervously, as she wrapped her legs around my waist, "You want me knocked up?" she squeezed my cock, as her pussy leaked further arousal, "But I'll get fat Papi..." she whined pleadingly.

"No one will want a fat, pregnant whore…" I said, finding that 'puta' had been used enough for this session. "Only I will. so get used to the shape my dick…"

"I can work with that…" she said and whispered huskily in my ear, "You better claim what's yours then…" she added knowingly

Just like my first time with Ms. Ziegler I slammed my hips against and released inside her as she pulled with her legs to get me as deep as I could. Blissfully her eyes closed as she felt my seed rush to her womb, finally she opened them and completely satisfied turned off the recording…

"Oh no…" she said with mock horror, as she began typing something on the computer as my phone buzzed. "Whatever shall I do? My student is blackmailing me into hardcore impregnation play…" she added, she should've taught theater that was pretty good.

"Ms. Colomar?" I asked looking at my phone to find the video we just recorded sent to me.

Olivia. Scott…" she said sighing in contentment. She wiggled her hips slightly on my dick and smiled, "…I'll see you tomorrow in class…" and with one final action, she raised her hand and tapped me lightly on the nose. "Boop."

She wouldn't speak to me after the deed. I was so confused. The next day Spanish class proceeded as normal and as everyone was heading to their next class I paused slightly. Today she was wearing a coat and something more modest underneath. As the kids slowly began to leave the room I approached her while she graded papers on her desk.

"Ms. Colomar…"

"Yes Scott?" She asked politely as if nothing strange had happened between us yesterday.

I decided as usual to push test my luck, "I was wondering what the word for 'milk'…" I said and she paused her grading, "...was again…"

Without moving her head, her eyes met mine, and her lips twisted into a pleasant smile as her tongue eagerly licked her lips hungrily as they often did when i was watching her, "Well Senor Snow, we covered that many many times before quite recently in fact, if you... remember..." she moaned softly "...Perhaps I should 'drill' you with a personal session later today?"

"Yeah, okay. Oh, and by the way, I think I'll need regular tutoring sessions Ms. Colomar." I said, finding my stride, "…Say… maybe twice a week after school when you are available?"

"For you Scott…" she began as the last kid left, and she licked her lips hungrily again, "For you Papi, I am always available…"

"…I'll see you at lunch Olivia…" I whispered as new kids began to pill into, "…Keep that belly empty, it'll be good and full when I'm done.…"

She slowly winked one eye as I turned to head out, "Ay Papi…" she whispered eagerly back

End

For those of you who are confused and don't speak Spanish, and are naturally too lazy to look it up, here's a brief translation of the words used rigorously today. Because I'm not nearly as bilingual as I used to be, I am probably wrong. So just imagine that's what it means… the Overwatch girls are obviously morally bad teachers anyway

Puta=whore

Guapo=handsome

Papi=daddy

Lefa= slang for semen

Panocha=slang for pussy

Nino=boy

leche=milk