The door to the teacher's office opened very suddenly.
The young boy gasped and tried to hide what he was doing. But it was too late.
"You nasty boy!" the tall and elegant woman cried out, striking her ruler across his chest.
He pulled back, but he still hadn't managed to get his cock stuffed into his pants. The teacher noticed that when she had hit him, his cock had leaped up even stiffer than it had been before.
She pressed her hands against her own pussy lips. She could already feel the flow of juices there.
When the boy looked up and saw what she was doing, his eyes widened. But when the teacher saw him looking at her, she smashed the ruler down across his hand.
The boy grabbed the ruler and pulled the teacher down as he said, "You're nothing but a hypocrite, Miss Borden! You like sex just as much as I do!"
Just as the woman was crying out, "No!" the boy reached up and felt the crotch of her panties. He could tell that they were wet with pussy juice.
The older woman looked away from him. She could not hide the passion that she felt.
Pulling her panties away and tugging her dress up, the boy knew that she was wet and ready to be filled with hot cock!
CHAPTER ONE
"Alan Seldwyn! Have you heard a word that I've been saying?" the stern teacher called out.
Alan looked up from the back of the classroom. He was more than a little startled out of his daydreaming. He stood quickly and he said, "Yes, Miss Borden!"
"Then will you kindly tell the class what I was just talking about?" the woman said in a low and menacing tone.
There were some giggles from a group of girls who were sitting close to the window. But then the girl behind them silenced them all.
Miss Borden paced across the front of the room, her long legs taking small and regal steps as she listened to the click of her heels in the otherwise silent room.
"That leads me to believe, Alan, that you do not know what I was talking about!" Miss Borden said in a low voice. Then she turned so that she was looking directly at the boy and her voice became strident and harsh as she shouted out, "You were daydreaming in class, Alan!"
"You were talking about sex and things!" Alan said in a desperate attempt to save himself.
There were some more giggles from the girls near the window until Miss Borden turned in their direction and said, "That is not amusing!" Her voice was low and it was as thick as honey.
She looked at Alan again and she said, "You are a constant disappointment to me, Alan. You should be an excellent student, but you are apparently unmotivated! It is my function to teach you. It is not my function to motivate you!"
The woman pulled her leather strap out of the top desk drawer as she continued to speak.
"You will please step up to the front of the classroom!"
As Alan slowly walked toward the front of the classroom, he knew what was in store. Most of the students were silent. There were a few giggles but they were quickly silenced by the stem glance of Miss Borden.
Alan tried to turn in a direction so that the rising bulge in the front of his pants would not show. Somehow, every time that he had to face one of Miss Borden's thrashings-he found himself getting an erection.
The boy couldn't explain it. All he could do was to try to hide it from the other students in the class. But as he turned away from the class, he noticed that Miss Borden seemed to be noticing the bulge in the front of his pants.
"You are already acquainted with the required position, Alan," the tall and elegant woman said.
Miss Borden was a very angular woman. Her face was long and her features seemed elongated and somehow exotic. There was nothing rounded about her. She seemed as severe as a rocky cliff.
And yet there was a sensuality in her severity! She looked as if she should have been a fashion model in some fabulous magazine rather than a schoolteacher in a small town in Florida!
"P-please don't hurt me, Miss Borden," Alan whispered softly so that the other students in the class could not hear him.
He saw the woman's narrow blue eyes widen and seem to blaze as she announced, "The school district of the town of Sunrise, Florida, has given me the authority to punish any student with any degree of corporal physical abuse that I see fit and in any way that I want"
Alan got up onto a chair. His knees were on the seat of the chair and he was leaning over the back of the chair so that his buttocks were an easy target for the vicious woman.
He heard the whip whistling through the air and then he felt it rip down across the denim of his pants. He tightened his ass cheeks together and he felt a sexual thrill course through his body.
There was another whistling in the air and once again the arc of the whip was cut short by the contact with the boy's tender bottom.
Now there was no more giggling in the classroom-But Miss Borden was not really aware of the rest of the class. Her attention was on the boy's ass.
She was busy wishing that she had the authority to have the boy drop his pants so that she could really give him a good thrashing on his naked flesh. But she knew that that would not be allowed in this school or in any other.
And as she had that thought, Miss Borden felt her pussy flesh moistening with desire. She really didn't understand why she always became so sexually aroused around the young boys, but she had one good solution for it. She would beat them and try to beat down her own passion at the same time.
After the leather strap had slapped into Alan's bottom ten times, the woman felt an aching in her wrist.
"You will stand in the corner, Alan. And you will stand at attention!"
Alan got into the corner and faced the wall. He didn't want anyone to see the hard-on that was bulging in the front of his jeans.
But then the boy heard a shout of, "I want you facing the class so that they can all see your humiliation!"
Very slowly, and with his face bright crimson, Alan turned around to face the class. He tried to crouch over a little bit, but Miss Borden sneered, "I want your shoulders back!"
The boy stood up tall and tried to look up at the back wall. He was aware of the fact that his cock was hard as a rock and was pressing against the fabric of his pants. He could hear the girls by the window giggling and someone else hushing them, and he was certain that he knew why they were giggling.
Miss Borden unconsciously licked her lips and then turned back to the class where she asked, "Who can tell me where I was?"
The silence in the class at that moment did not denote stupidity as much as it did fear of the woman. When her gaze was upon them, the students in Miss Borden's class always sat at attention and kept their hands folded on their desks.
"You can sit here all day while I wait for the answer to that question!" the woman said in a clipped tone.
Finally in the back of the room in the row that was closest to the window, Carrie raised her hand. Miss Borden pointed in that direction and Carrie rose, clearing her throat.
"You were telling us that physical intimacy between two persons should only be performed with the lights out," Carrie said in a soft voice, feeling the flush of redness at her cheeks as she spoke the words.
"That is precisely what I said!" Miss Borden exclaimed. "I was discussing the use of the word privacy when it came to the disgusting acts called sexual by our society! True privacy means that you are totally alone! Therefore it is only properly private if you keep the lights off! Is that understood?"
The entire class was silent until the woman repeated, "Is that understood?"
In unison the class announced, "Yes, Miss Borden!"
When the ball rang that signalled the end of that period, the woman said, "Since the town of Sunrise was coerced into adding sex education to the curriculum, I am here to see to it that you get a thorough education in that area! But you all understand that any sex that is other than the normal genital intercourse variety performed by two married people is sinful and evil!
"I look at all of the girls in this class and I urge them not to trade a lifetime of happiness for one hour of pleasure!"
Janet, a round faced girl who was sitting in the aisle next to the window turned slightly to the side and out of the corner of her mouth, she whispered, "What I want to know is how do you make it last an hour?"
There was a new round of laughter from that side of the room and Miss Borden turned quickly in that direction. She paused .a moment to survey the guilty expressions and see if she could find the cause of the outburst. Then she mumbled, "Class dismissed."
"May I be excused, please, Miss Borden?" Alan asked softly, still maintaining his position.
The woman turned to the boy and looked him over from head to toe. His hair was a little longer than she might have approved of, but he had a handsome, clean and open face, that exuded boyish charm. He also had a trim body that the woman clearly admired.
She turned away from him as she said, "Don't let it ever happen again!"
He bolted out of the classroom and she watched him go. Then she gathered up her papers and proceeded to her office.
After school, Alan was leaning against the school steps and waiting for his best friend, Steve Fridell, just as he did every afternoon.
When Steve, tall and muscular, with his head of curly hair, came bounding down the steps of the school, he slapped his friend on the back and said, "Everybody in the class saw the way that Miss Borden was looking at you!"
"What do you mean?" Alan asked.
"Come on! She was undressing you with her eyes!" Steve announced. "When you were standing at attention, she never once took her eyes off your crotch!"
"Miss Borden wouldn't do a thing like that!"
"Look. Let me wise you up," Steve said. "After all, you're only fourteen and I'm fifteen, so there's a lot of things that you don't know about yet! But girls and women also have sexual desires!"
"Sure they do," Alan agreed. ' But not like we do!"
"That's what you think," Steve said, jabbing his elbow into Alan's ribs.
"Well, okay," Alan agreed. "Maybe they do!"
"Miss Borden may seem like a mean old broad to us. But let's face it. She's still in her twenties and much as we hate her, she is i sexy piece!"
Alan giggled boyishly. "I guess she is a nice piece of pussy."
Steve looked around and then whispered, "Well, what the hell does that woman do for sex? She has to get fucked! I can't believe that she could have gone as long as she has without gettin' her cherry busted."
"Yeah," Alan shrugged. "I guess so."
"I notice that every now and then she gives the guys in the class funny looks," Steve said.
"Funny?"
"She looks at the guys in the class the same way that I look at Janet Perwenska!"
Alan laughed uproariously. Both of the boys knew that Janet was the most luscious girl in the entire class. She had the most developed body of any fourteen-year-old girl in Sunrise, and she had a lovely face that always seemed to be a bit devilish.
Just at that moment as if on cue, Janet appeared at the top of the top of the stairs. She moved over to the side of the stairs where the two boys were and she said, "What's so funny?"
Steve and Alan looked at each other and then continued laughing even louder and longer. "She wants to know what's funny!" Steve said through his chuckles.
"Oh, Steve has some crazy ideas about Miss Borden!"
"Don't you get any ideas about Miss Borden!" Janet warned, with a nudge to Steve's ribs.
Steve jabbed back at Janet and she didn't mind at all when his hands brushed past her well-formed breasts.
She looked up at him and she said, "Steve, could you come over to my house after school. I have to copy someone's sex education notes."
The tall curly haired boy looked over at his friend and then he looked back at the short and luscious girl and smiled, nodding his head.
"I'll see you around, Steve," Alan called out as he started toward home.
"Yeah," Steve responded, then turned back to the girl and following her to. her house.
As Janet unlocked the door of her house, she stepped into the parlor and said, "Oh, I must have forgotten that this was the day that my mother was going to visit my grandmother all day long!"
"You mean, no one is home?" Steve asked the girl.
She turned to him with a smile and a wink and said, "I think we can get the most work done down in the basement."
"Yeah! Good idea!" Steve said with a leering wink.
As the boy followed the girl down into her basement, he watched her tight skirt moving against the curve of her ass and the lines of her panties cutting into the wonderfully fleshy cheeks of her bottom.
Seeing that, he could not help but wish that he could grasp his fingers into those same fleshy cheeks.
But once they were down in the basement, the girl sprawled out on the floor, tossed open her notebooks and asked the boy for his notes.
She began to copy them over and she was asking him questions as he watched her.
"Aren't you glad that they're teaching us sex education in the school?"
"They could have picked someone better than that darn sourpuss to teach it!" Steve said.
"That's true. But now I'm learning oodles of things that I never imagined knowing before this!" Janet said as she went through the notes. "The main problem is that she's always using such finky words!"
"Finky words?" the boy asked.
"Yeah!" the girl went on. "She'll talk about intimacy when she means fucking. She'll talk about the male genital organ when she means a cock! Finky words!"
Steve was laughing and he sprawled out on the floor next to Janet. He did this not so much for comfort but to try to hide the Stiffness that was growing in his pants.
Janet stopped in her writing and she said, "And I have to wonder about a lot of the things that Miss Borden tells us."
"I think I know what you mean," Steve nodded.
"She's so sour about anything that has to do with sex that she makes it all sound horrible. Well if it was so horrible I don't think that people would have been doing it for such a long time."
The boy was rolling on the floor and laughing as he said, "You're right!"
"Do you remember that day when all the boys went with one teacher and the girls went with Miss Borden so that she could give us an intense talk about sex!"
Steve's laughter stopped. The girl was touching on a subject that had fascinated all of the boys in the class for weeks on end. "What did she tell you?"
"She said dozens of things and most of them were boring."
"Such as?" the boy asked with a great deal of interest.
"Mostly she just warned us to watch out and she gave us a lot of reasons why we had to be careful," Janet said.
Since this had been a taboo thing for the boys in the class it took on a great deal of glamour and Steve kept encouraging the girl to continue her story.
"Well," she said. "There was one other thing that she said that all of the girls have been talking about ever since. We were wondering whether or not it's true."
"What is it?" Steve asked quickly.
"Maybe you could tell me if it's true or not!" the girl suggested coyly.
"Sure!" he offered.
"She said that men and boys become aroused easily. She said that especially boys who are just entering their teens tend to get aroused very quickly and with very little stimulation."
"Well...." the boy began slowly.
Janet looked at him without a bit of shame and said, "I figured that when she used the word aroused, she really meant that the boy got a hard-on!"
"Yeah," Steve said, feeling the crimson blush that brightened his face. "I figured that she meant a hard-on."
"Well?" the girl asked.
"Huh?"
"Is it true that boys of fourteen and fifteen can get a hard-on with very little to provoke them?"
The boy pressed his crotch down against the carpet to try to ease the tension in his hard-on and he said, "It depends on where they are and when and with whom."
Janet nodded and said, "Because there are a lot of girls in the class who get hot and wet in their pussies very easily."
"Really!" the boy exclaimed, almost jumping through the ceiling.
The girl shook her head and said, "You'd be surprised at what we girls have been discussing among ourselves! Ever since that sex class started we all agree that we're boiling over and hot to get laid."
"You know that question you asked about the hard-ons?" Steve said, grasping the girl's arm.
When she shook her head he said, "Well, is your pussy wet and hot now?"
She paused for a moment and then said, "What were you gonna say about the hard-ons?"
He looked into her eyes and then found it easier to look away from her as he said, "I've got a hard-on right now!"
Janet was a bright girl and she had already figured out that the boy had a hard-on. But when he announced it she. pretended to be surprised and she said, "Then I guess you might as well know that right now my pussy is wet and hot!"
The boy turned on his side so that the girl could see the huge lump in the front of his pants. He said, "Janet! Every time that I see you I get a hard-on! That thing that Miss Borden told the girls is actually the truth!"
The beautiful dark-haired girl smiled broadly when she heard that.
"Steve," she asked tentatively. "Have you ever seen a naked girl?"
He looked into her eyes. He always liked to come across like a big shot with his friends. But now he found that he was unable to lie to the girl.
Clearing his throat he said, "When I was eight there was this girl who lived across the street from me and she wanted to see mine and she offered to show me hers!" The boy felt the embarrassment really rush to his forehead.
"Don't blush!" Janet said. "That's better than me! You know that I've never seen anything except for the line drawings in our biology book. And that book doesn't even show the outline of it!"
"What's in the biology book?" Steve asked, not recalling any erotic pictures.
Janet grimaced and said, "Just a dumb old picture of the tubes and stuff inside of the male sex organ!"
"And that's all that you've even seen?" Steve said, shocked. "At least I could always swipe the dirty magazines that my older brother used to smuggle into the house before he went away to college!"
"In that case you've seen a lot more than me!" Janet said.
"But I'd give a lot to see a naked pussy! I'd love to see a real live girl with ail of her clothes off!"
"W-would you like to see me with my clothes off?" Janet asked tentatively, feeling nervous for the first time in their conversation.
The boy turned and looked at the girl with sincerity in his eyes as he said, "Janet, I always thought that you were the best looking girl in the whole class!"
"Really?" she asked.
He nodded quickly and said, "I can't tell you how much I want to see you with your clothes off!"
"And you know what I want in return?" the girl said anxiously.
Without even thinking the boy asked, "Whatever you want, you can have it!"
"I want to see you with your clothes off!" Janet said.
Steve's mouth was hanging open. He felt his thick cock pulsate against the tightly clinging underpants that he had on as he repeated, "You mean, you want me to get undressed in front of you?"
Janet nodded anxiously!
The boy started to giggle and then he shrugged his shoulders. She looked at him and finally said, "Well? Wili you do it or won't you?"
"Will you, uh, get undressed?" he asked, swallowing hard.
"If you will!" she said, standing up and putting her hands on her hips.
"In that case, I will!" Steve said, still sitting on the floor.
Janet reached for the top button of her blouse and she started to open it. She looked down at the boy and said, "I'm waiting for you, Steve!"
"I thought you were gonna do it first!" he said, his voice cracking in the middle of the sentence.
"We're both gonna strip at the same time!" Janet explained.
"When did we decide that?" he asked.
"Forget it," she said, closing her buttons. "If you're too much of a child to let me see your body, then I can't be bothered."
"Who said that I'm a child!" Steve said quickly as he stood up and pulled all of the buttons open on his shirt. "Here, I'm getting undressed!"
He was peeling the shirt off of his arms and the girl stood watching the broad muscles on his chest and the little bit of hair that was around each nipple and running down the center of his body to his belly button.
"You're gonna be really hairy when you grow up!" she said to him.
"Now, how about you, Janet?" the boy said, as he stood poised with his hands on his belt buckle.
"Sure thing, Steve," she said with a mellow and sensual one to her voice as she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off.
The girl was wearing a bra, but her voluptuous breasts seemed to be overflowing even that garment.
"It looks like that bra is too small for you, Janet," the boy said.
She giggled and said, "I keep growing so fast these days, that I'll have to get a new bra every three or four months!"
The boy wiped some perspiration off his brow and watched as the girl reached for the zipper on the side of her skirt. He was watching her so intently that he forget about his own undressing, until he saw Janet stop in the middle of opening her skirt and look at him as if she were waiting for something.
"Oh," he cried out in sudden realization. Then he reached for his own fly and he opened his pants.
As the girl let her skirt fall to the floor, the boy peeled his pants down off his legs and revealed the clinging white jockey shorts that he was wearing.
His attention was completely on the girl's pink lace panties. The lace was so sheer that he could practically see some of the wispy strands of dark pussy hairs through the thin piece of fabric.
"Those are beautiful panties," the boy said, feeling embarrassed that he had said that as soon as he had spoken the words.
"Thank you!" Janet replied, not wanting to tell the boy that she had worn the panties purposely because she had been hoping to seduce him that day. She was still hoping that Steve thought she hadn't planned any of these events in advance.
Both of them stepped out of their shoes and then Janet reached around to open the snaps on her bra.
As Steve watched intently what would be the first pair of naked tits he would ever see in his life, he reached down and pressed his hand against the flesh that had been rock hard against his underpants for too long a period of time.
Janet's breasts burst out to freedom and they stood up firm and round in front of the boy. She rubbed the tip of her index finger back and forth across her tender pink nipples and soon her tits were standing up firm and hard.
The boy licked his lips as he saw the tits pointing straight at him.
Then he put his thumbs into the waistband of his jockey shorts and the girl put her thumb into the clinging elastic waistband of her pink lace panties.
Both of them pulled at the same time and in a flash his cock was hanging out hard and firm and her pussy lips were completely exposed to him.
"Wow!" was the only thing that the boy said for a long time. Finally he added, "Wh-what do we do now?"
Janet inhaled sharply and said, "Steven Fridell, if you have to ask me what to do now, then you truly deserve to flunk the sex education class!"
Steven took two steps and pressed up against Janet. Since there was already a little bit of sticky pre-cum that was oozing out of the boy's piss slit, it dribbled onto the smooth flesh of the girl's belly.
In that passionate naked embrace, the two of them began to explore. Steve's hands reached down and pinched at the girl's nipples. When he let go of them he felt the hard tits rubbing lightly against his own hardening nipples.
"I never realized before that my tits got hard when I got hot!" Steve said, feeling an unknown erotic thrill across his chest.
Then his hands wandered down to the girl's pussy lips. He rubbed the side of his index finger against the wrinkled flesh of her cunt lips and then he pushed hard against the supple opening.
Meanwhile the girl had put her fingers against the length of the boy's cock and pulled away suddenly, saying, "It's hot!"
"Sure it's hot!"
"Yeah," she said. "But I didn't know that it would really be hot, like touching a stove or something!"
Steve chuckled, but the girl tugged on his balls and said, "Don't laugh at me!"
He pressed her backwards and she allowed herself to be pressed backwards so that the two of them soon toppled down onto the couch that was nearby.
Her ass was being squashed against the firm mattress under the weight of his muscular young body.
As he rubbed up and down against her body, she began to hump up and down against his. But she knew that that was not satisfying to her. She knew that she needed some pressure between her legs, where her pussy lips were located.
Spreading her legs as wide as she could, she tossed her knees up around the boy's ass so that she could try to feel the warmth of his husky body and his hairy balls against her cunt.
But the boy took that as a silent invitation. A bit clumsily, he aimed his cock at her cunt. The girl snapped her legs together so fast that she almost did damage to the boy.
"No!" she said.
"Damn you!" Steve said, still pressing down on top of her. "I never took you for a cocktease!"
"I'm not a cocktease!" Janet cried out. "Then what have you been doing here?"
She shrugged and said, "I wanted to be naked with you! I was turned on by you and I knew that I wanted to do something about it!"
"Then do something, damn it!" Steve insisted.
"B-but, Steve, I'm a virgin and once I lose my cherry I can never get it back!" Janet said softly. "I can't do it!"
"That makes you a cocktease," he said softly and with a snide tone in his voice as he rolled off of her and sat on the couch.
"I'll prove that I'm not a cocktease!" Janet said with a forceful and deep voice as she plunged her head down toward the boy's exposed and rock-hard cock.
Her mouth opened as wide as it could so that she could get the cock head between her lips. She slid her face forward so that she was rubbing her tongue along the sensitive bottom of the cock head.
Soon she had four inches of cock in her mouth and she was trying to get the rest in. But the pressure of the cock against the back of her throat was so great that she could hardly stand it.
She slid back up on the huge young fuck-pole and then she pressed forward once more.
Reaching her hand around the base of the cock, she began to stroke it up and down so that she could urge the juices up into her throat. As she was doing that she began to use her hand in rhythm with her lips.
When her lips moved back, her hand also moved back in the direction of the cock head and the moisture that the girl had just left there with her mouth.
Then when her lips moved forward, she slid her hand back toward the boy's balls so that she was sliding the moisture down the whole length of the cock.
In this odd way she was giving him the impression that her lips were sliding all the way down his shaft.
But as she kept sliding up and down on the hard cock, she soon found that the extension to her mouth was no longer necessary.
Each time that she took the cock back into her throat, it was going a little bit deeper down into her moist orifice. Soon, without even realizing that she was exerting any extra effort, the young girl had managed to relax her throat enough to take the entire cock into her mouth.
Her lips were pressed down against the boy's cum-filled balls each time that she had thrust her head forward.
And then she felt Steve's strong hands tugging on her legs. She didn't know what he was planning to do, but she did not resist him.
She felt the boy's face rubbing between her legs and then she felt the warmth of his lips near her cunt lips. Janet spread her legs wider so that the boy could get his face against her pussy.
Steve spread the girl's wrinkled cunt lips apart and he pressed his lips down hard, thrusting out his tongue so that he could taste the bit of moisture that was on her closed pussy lips.
Pulling his tongue quickly back into his mouth, he tasted the flavor of the juice that had been seeping from the girl's body and he found that it was really very sweet.
With a greater fervor and lust than before, the boy spread the girl's pussy wide apart and he jabbed his tongue deep up into the hot and moist orifice.
When the pussy lips snapped shut around his tongue, he could hardly move his mouth muscle, but he just managed to flex and unflex his tongue up inside of her pussy.
Soon the tightness of her cunt gave way before the torrent of pussy cream that began to ooze out of her hot hole.
Meanwhile, the girl had been sucking hard on the boy's cock. Since she was not experienced as a cocksucker, she sometimes rubbed her teeth over the flared head of the boy's hard dick. But it seemed like everything she did was making the boy hot and sexy.
Finally, he had held out longer than he thought he could. His balls rubbed up against the girl's chin and pressed up against his body as they sent their load of cock juice up the length of his hard shaft.
The next moment his cock head slapped up against the top of her mouth and she felt the hot splash of gism that felt as if it were leaving a flaming brand against the delicate flesh of her mouth.
His cock was shooting so wildly that the boy's entire body went stiff in the process of the orgasm.
Steve's arms and legs were completely rigid and then the stiffness even went as far as his tongue. His tongue rammed rigidly into the girl's pussy and pressed against the depths of her body.
That was the final pressure for Janet. Her pussy flesh collapsed around the invading tongue and soon the boy felt that his tongue was going to be tugged out by the roots through the force of the pulsating and undulating cunt meat.
The next moment the two of them were lying on the couch and panting from exhaustion. Steve was too drained to even reach up and wipe the pearly cream that was dripping from his lips down the side of his cheek.
Janet turned to him and said, "Now do you think that I'm a cocktease?"
The boy laughed as he shook his head. Janet licked her lips to make sure that she had gotten all of the delicious cock juice. Then she got up from the couch and ran over to the closet. He even had to look up so that he could see the naked girl's body.
It was all new to him to actually see a girl walking around the room and doing normal activities, with her pussy and her tits fully exposed for him to see. And as he reached down on his own crotch and felt the place where his pubic hair was matted from the girl's saliva, he realized that the experience was making him hard once more.
When the girl turned from the closet, she said, "Perfect!"
He saw that she was holding an instant camera and he put his hand in front of his crotch as he said, "You're not taking a dirty picture of me!"
"What if I promise not to show it to anybody?" Janet said with a note of pleading in her voice.
He shook his head as he said, "No way!"
"What if I let you take a naked picture of me?"
"Yeah?" he said, interested now.
"Sure!" the girl said. "Then we'll both have something to use when we're home alone and we want to masturbate!"
"Y-you masturbate?" Steve asked her with a shocked note in his voice.
"Steve Fridell," the girl said, her hands on her naked hips. "I know that you go around acting like a big shot and I've heard you telling boys that you know that girls are hot for sex! I really didn't expect you to be such a dummy!"
"Well, I'm no dummy when it comes to eating out your pussy!" the boy said defiantly.
Janet giggled and said, "Yes, that's true!"
Then she instructed the boy to stand up and to get his cock hard so that she could get a good picture of him. In a moment, they each had their private dirty pictures of the other.
"You promise that you won't show that to anybody?" Steve asked the girl.
"How many times are you gonna ask me that?" she exclaimed. "Just keep in mind that you have to promise not to show any picture to anybody either!"
"Would I do that?" he said, as he pulled the girl close to his body and pressed her hard. She could feel the completely stiff cock rubbing against her belly and she knew that they were going to have another session of hot and youthful sex!
CHAPTER TWO
Lauren Borden had just finished reading the student papers that she had to grade. She was sitting in her office and she looked out the window, realizing that everyone was gone from the school.
As her heels were clicking on the tiles of the hallway, she heard a voice call out, "Miss Borden?"
She turned around sharply and said, "Yes, Mr. Reynolds?"
"I didn't realize that you were still here, Miss Borden," the tall and dignified school principal said.
"Time just slipped away, Mr. Reynolds."
"Would you mind stepping into my office?"
"Not at all," the beautiful young woman said.
As soon as the office door was closed, the beautiful and angular woman said, "What the hell was that all about?"
"What did you want me to say, Lauren? Come on baby, let's fuck?"
"Jason, I know that you like to be cautious about our affair. But there is such a thing as being overly cautious!"
"The janitor is still in the building!" the man said.
Jason Reynolds, the school principal, sat down behind his desk and the woman leaned against his desk and said, "So?"
"As it turns out, I really do have something that I want to talk to you about!" the principal said. "I wanted to compliment you on the things that I've been hearing about the sex education class."
"It was a disgusting assignment and you knew that I didn't want it in the first place!" Lauren said.
"But you see where that has helped us to meet our goals!" Jason said with a low chuckle.
"Making me miserable in the meantime," Lauren said, lighting a cigarette.
"You know that this district was forced into teaching sex education by an edict from a higher court. Now the only way we got suckered into it was because certain parents wanted to have their children enrolled in the course. I'm the one who figured out that if the kids hated the class, the optional enrollment would drop down to nothing."
"Thank you for making me the most hated teacher in the school!" Lauren said.
The man rubbed his hand up and down along the woman's thigh as he said, "You're just teaching them what you believe, aren't you?"
"I'm teaching them that sex is dirty! Yes, I am doing that!" Lauren said.
"Every time I hear the sound of your voice I get a hard-on!" the principal hissed.
"Yes! I know!" the woman said, puffing out a ring of smoke into the man's face as she spoke the words.
His hand moved up higher on her leg as he said, "Your voice is like honey. It's so thick and rich and it pours all over me!"
She puffed on the cigarette again and as the man got out of his seat behind the desk, she leaned back. Her head was resting against one arm that was on the desk. Her other hand was still occupied with her cigarette.
The man was down between her legs as he peeled up her skirt. Lauren gave no acknowlegement that she even knew what was going on. She just allowed the man to pull up her skirt until her white nylon panties were revealed.
She felt the man's teeth rubbing against the moist fabric of her nylon panties.
"Go on," she said to him in a voice that reeked of apathy.
"Why do you get me so fuckin' hot all the time?" the man asked her. "You have this way of sounding so superior and sounding like you don't care and that always gets me so hard and horny!"
"Maybe it's more than just a way that I have?" she suggested in the same languid tones.
He remained where he was, between her legs, and he was looking up at her beautiful, angular features. "You mean that you really don't care?"
She blew another puff of smoke at the man and then she just said, "I told you that you could proceed!"
Even though he was the principal of the school the man was intimidated by the languid look that the woman gave him.
He reached up arid pulled her panties down around her well-formed hips and then he tugged them down her legs so that he could get at her pussy lips.
As soon as the man's tongue rubbed against the woman's pussy lips, all signs of her apathy seemed to disappear. She grabbed at his thin blond hair and she pressed his face against her snatch as she said, "Lick that pussy! I want to feel your tongue really licking my pussy!"
There was a muffled and unintelligible answer from the man, since his tongue and face were all wrapped up in the woman's twat.
But soon she pulled his face away and pushed him back. Even though he was a hulking man, he allowed himself to be used in this way by the woman.
When he fell backwards on the floor, she slid off of the desk and let her panties fall down around her feet as she said, "I Want your pants down!"
The principal opened his pants and then pulled the slacks and shorts away so that his cock was standing up, fully exposed and firmly rampant.
Lauren was still dressed in all of her clothes except for her panties.
She lifted her skirt so that she could squat down onto the man's cock. She plunged herself and felt the cock pierce right into the familiar terrain of her pussy.
"You like that?" she asked him with a snide tone in her voice.
"Yes!" he cried out hoarsely.
As she slid her pussy up and down on his cock, neither of their bodies were exposed. She was fully dressed and in her squatting position, her skirt was down and covering the point where his cock was entering her pussy.
He had just pulled his pants down as far as his thighs and he had his white shirt and his tie still on.
As she. was riding his cock, he felt the pressure of her cunt lips pulling at the thick throbbing meat and urging the cock juice toward the head of the man's aching hard-on.
She felt the friction of the flared cock head that was rubbing against the tender and spongy pussy flesh.
Soon as her tight ass cheeks slapped down against the man's hairy balls, she felt the balls move against her flesh and she knew that the cock was about to shoot into her pussy.
The cock head slapped hard against the cunt meat and the girl felt her pussy flesh undulating and tightening around the hard cock.
Before the man had even finished shooting the girl had pulled herself off of his hard-on. Quickly, she turned away from the man as she pulled her panties on. He did not even speak to her until he had his pants and his shorts up and in position.
Then he lightly touched her arm and said, "Lauren, when are you going to admit that you enjoy that?"
She pulled away from him as she said, "Enjoy? You call that enjoyment? I have a passion inside of me and each time that I feed it it makes me feel dirty and disgusting."
"Well, I'm not gonna argue with you!" the man said, sitting back behind his desk. "Just remember where to come when you feel that passion inside of you!"
"Sure," Lauren said, spinning on her heel and leaving the man's office.
Each time she had sex she would tell herself, "That will be the last time I'll have sex! I will never again give in to the temptation to enjoy sex!' But soon enough she would find that the temptation was too much for her and she needed it again.
It was no more than the normal sexual hunger that all normal people experience, but Lauren had built it into a strange and horrible thing that she was always fighting!
As they were about to enter the school, Steve pulled Alan to the side and told him, "I promised not to show a certain thing, but you're my best friend so I can show you!"
"What?" Alan asked, his eyes widening.
Steve opened up his wallet and pulled out the snapshot that he had of the nude girl. Alan's mouth was hanging open and he had to reach into his pocket to try to adjust his growing cock. "How did you get that?"
"Janet let me, take it!" Steve boasted. "In fact it was Janet's idea!"
"Did you fuck her?" Alan asked, his voice becoming lower than a whisper.
"Not yet!" Steve said, feeling very cocky. "But she sucked me off!"
"She didn't!" Alan said in a loud voice, too shocked to remember to keep his cool.
Steve nodded and said, "I ate her pussy at the same time that she sucked my cock!"
"You ate a girl's pussy? What did it taste like?"
"Delicious!" Steve said with a broad grin. "And she even swallowed down all of my cum!"
"If you didn't have that picture as proof, I would never believe that you had done any of those things!" Alan said, shaking his head from side to side.
Just then Steve heard a lovely and melodic girl's voice calling out, "Good morning, Steve!"
He turned and saw that Janet was standing right behind him. Quickly, Steve stuffed the picture of the girl into his wallet. "Hi, Janet!" he smiled.
"I'll see you in class," the girl said.
The boy wiped the sweat from his brow and he assumed that the girl had not seen him showing the picture to Alan. When Steve turned back to Alan, he saw that his friend was staring at the wiggling behind of the luscious young girl who was walking up the school steps.
"I can't believe that you actually ran your hand on that naked ass!" Alan said as his eyes were glued to the girl's rounded bottom.
Steve patted his friend on the back and said, "Maybe you'll get lucky soon!"
"Yeah, maybe!" Alan said with a hopeful smile.
The rest of the day went by without any events happening to the group of young people. Even in the sex education class, Miss Borden did not find any reason to beat any of the pupils.
But something happened that Janet never realized until she got home that afternoon. She had put the nude picture of Steve into her notebook and she had taped it with two-sided tape on the back, underneath a cardboard divider that was coming loose.
As she hurried to pick up her books and rush to her next class, the picture, which had come loose, slid right out of her book and onto the floor.
The entire room was empty when Miss Borden looked around the room and saw just one square of paper on the otherwise clean floor.
When she picked up that square and discovered that it was a picture, she stood frozen to the spot where she was standing.
Quickly she stuffed the nude picture of the boy into her pocket and then she rushed to her office so that she could put it in a safe spot. Because it had fallen near the door of the room and even had a footprint on the back side where some student had stepped on it, it was impossible for the woman to be able to know which of the students had dropped the photograph.
But she certainly knew which of the students was in the picture. The handsome good looks and the curly hair showed that it was a very good shot of Steve Fridell. And his fully exposed young body and his hard cock made the boy look that much more attractive to the woman.
Carrie was a lovely girl. She was very quiet in class, but she was an excellent student.
Her parents were immigrants from Cuba and the girl knew that they were unwanted in the community. Although her father had once been wealthy in Havana, he was now working in a hardware store in Sunrise, Florida.
But the girl's shimmering and long black hair and her beautifully rounded body with her olive colored skin made her stand out. She was also different from the other girls in school because she did not wear any make-up and she usually avoided the boys.
As she was leaving school that afternoon, she heard a shout of, "Why don't you tell your old man to go back where he came from?"
Carried turned around suddenly and she saw three girls. They were the girls who sat in front of her in her sex education class and they were always giggling at everything.
"He cannot go back to Cuba. My father is a patriot and they would shoot him if he went back to Cuba!"
"Maybe they should shoot all of youse!" a girl with scraggly red hair said.
"Yeah!" her sidekick added as they stepped up and surrounded Carrie.
"Why do you always talk so mean to me?" Carrie asked. "I do not talk mean to all of you! I just want to have friends in this new country!"
"Hey, I hear that Cuban broads have slanted snatches!" the redheaded girl said. "Let's see!" With that, the three girls grabbed at Carrie's skirt and pulled it up. The beautiful black-haired girl screamed and cried out, "Do not do this! Please! I have never hurt you!"
"What do you think you're doing?" a strong voice called out.
Carrie was down on the ground and she saw that Alan Seldwyn was standing at a distance. Carrie had been cutting through the trees that were right next to the school building and offered a shortcut back to her home so they were all in a very secluded spot.
"Cool it, Seldwyn!" the redheaded girl sneered at the boy.
"Yeah! Cool it!" her friend piped up.
"Leave the girl alone!" Alan said in a forceful voice.
"Buzz off!"
"We're gonna teach the Cuban pussy a lesson!"
"What did I ever do to you?" Carrie asked, tears welling up in her eyes.
Alan grabbed the arm of the shorter girl and he pulled her up from the body of the Cuban girl. The young girl screeched and then cried out, "You wanna dislocate my arm or something?"
"We ain't botherin' you, Alan!" the redheaded girl hissed.
"Yes you are!" Alan said, grabbing at her and pulling her away from Carrie. The third girl started to run through the woods when she saw the pain that was being heaped on her two friends.
"How am I bothering you?" the snide redhead asked the boy.
"Anytime that you hurt one defenseless person, you are hurting all of the thinking and feeling people in the world! Besides, you're only doing this because you're a stupid pussy with nothing better to spend your time on!" Alan said.
Alan bent the girl's arm back as far as it would go and he said, "Now you're gonna go home like a good girl and learn to spend your time baking oatmeal cookies instead of bothering people!"
Then he pushed her through the woods and said, "You better keep away from me!"
As the girl rushed off ten yards, she turned and shouted back, "You'll get yours, Alan! You're the one who'd better keep away from me!"
But when the boy pretended to take one step toward her, the redheaded girl disappeared into the woods, looking for her smaller friend who had already run off before her.
Alone with the beautiful dark-haired girl, Alan turned to her and asked, "Are you all right?"
Tears were streaming down Carrie's face as she said, "What is the use? These girls'do not like me. I do not know the reason why they do not like me and there is nothing that I can do to change them!"
Alan knelt down and said, "They don't like you because they're stupid people and they're prejudiced!"
"But what is the use?" Carrie asked. "Today you chased them away from me, but tomorrow they will come and try to beat me up again!"
"No they won't!"
Carrie looked up at him and tried to wipe the tears from her cheeks as she said, "What do you mean, Alan?"
"I'll see that you're okay. Even if it means that I have to walk you home from school every day," the boy said as he reached into' his pocket and took out his handkerchief.
He was wiping the tears from the girl's eyes as she asked, "Would you-really do that for me?"
"Sure," Alan said, handing the girl the handkerchief. "It's not that far out of the way. You live on Bellerose Rd., don't you?"
"How did you know where I lived?" she asked, looking up at the boy with a curious expression on her face.
Alan reached down to the girl and offered to help her up as he said, "Oh, I've noticed you since the time that you transferred to our school. You sit right across from me in Miss Borden's sex education class."
Carrie blushed and said, "I didn't even know that you had noticed me!"
"Sure! Us people who like to sit in the back of the room have to stick together!"
The girl kept silent. She did not want to tell the boy that in all of her other classes she had chosen to sit in the front of the room. The only reason that she had taken a seat in the back of the room in the sex education class was that she wanted to be in a spot where she could look at Alan.
Slowly, they began to walk through the woods together and the girl said, "I feel like I am such a fool. Here you have seen me crying and made a fool of!"
"Well," Alan shrugged. "In class you keep on seeing me getting whacked across the butt from Miss Borden!"
"Oh!" Carrie said. "I always feel so terrible when I see that! I hate that when she hurts you so much! It must feel in awful pain!"
Alan laughed and said, "Sometimes your English grammar isn't that good, but I always get what you mean."
"I know that I am a foreigner here and many of the ways of this country are different to me," Carrie said, leaning back against a tree.
"Yeah! Like what?" Alan asked, pausing alongside her.
"Well, there are Spanish customs and traditions that would not permit a girl and boy alone like this without a chaperone!"
"Why?" Alan said. "I wouldn't attack you!"
"Perhaps it is the fact that the Spanish girls have a reputation for being very hot-blooded!" Carrie said.
"Does that reputation apply to you?" Alan asked with a leer.
Carrie pulled away as she felt the boy's body moving closer to her own. Quickly she said, "I have been brought up very strictly! I am a good girl and a very religious girl!"
"Oh!" Alan said, with a note of disappointment in his voice.
She turned back toward him and they looked at each other for a long moment. Their eyes seemed to be locked together. Carrie's dark eyes were watching the ever-changing colors of Alan's hazel eyes.
"Your eyes," she said softly. "They do not seem to have any one color to them!"
Alan touched her arm lightly and said, "Maybe we'd better get going toward your house!"
But the girl was just standing there for a long time. Finally she said, "There is also something else that they believe in in Cuba!"
"What's that?"
"When a man is noble and good of heart, he can do no wrong!" the girl said sweetly, blushing a little.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Alan asked.
"The tradition says that when a knight rescues a damsel in distress, she may give him her body because she owes it to him!"
There was a wide smile across Alan's face and his voice cracked as he said, "You're not telling me that I'm a noble knight who rescued you as a damsel in distress?"
"I was in distress! Yes!" the Cuban girl said earnestly. "Do not laugh at me!"
"I wouldn't laugh at you, Carrie!" Alan said, looking into the girl's deep and dark eyes.
Then for a long moment the two of them looked into each other's eyes and soon then-faces were moving closer and closer. Finally Alan's lips touched the girl's lips.
It was an awkward kiss at first as Alan just pressed his lips hotly against the girl's. Then he relaxed the pressure a little bit. Soon he parted his lips and his tongue slid out and brushed lightly against the girl's lips.
The back and forth movement of his tongue eventually coaxed the girl to open her lips. He slid his tongue between her lips and eventually she even parted her teeth.
As the boy's thick and hot tongue pressed against the sweet tongue of the girl, she leaned back against the tree and felt the pressure of the boy's fabulous slim body pressing against her body.
She could feel the growing lump in the front of the boy's denim pants and she shivered a bit with anticipation.
When Alan pulled his mouth away from Carrie's she continued gazing in his eyes and she said, "Be gentle with me. I have never before been with a boy!"
Carrie slid down to the ground and Alan slid on top of her. Soon he was humping up and down on the girl and he was feeling her wonderfully luscious boobs and the curve of her full hips.
Alan tugged at the. girl's skirt and then he reached down into her panties. The back of his fingers brushed lightly past the wispy pussy hairs that fringed her youthful, virgin cunt.
Grasping at her panties and her skirt, Alan pulled them both off of the girl and left her naked from the waist down.
Then he reached under her blouse and he slowly unveiled the tautly fleshed body. The olive skin was pulled tightly around the elegant curves of the girl's body.
Finally he revealed her breasts and the dark brown nipples at the end. As the girl finished by pulling her blouse up over her head, the boy turned his attention to her nipples.
He licked at Carrie's tits and then he took a little bite from the tit as he saw it growing firm and hard.
Carrie sighed with delight and reached up to the boy's broad shoulders. As she dug her fingers into his flesh, she said, "Please, you will take off your clothes too?"
Alan looked at the luscious nakedness of the beautiful girl beneath his body and he shook his head.
Kneeling on his knees, with the girl lying between his spread legs, Alan quickly unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his smooth chest. While his chest was boyish and slim, it showed promise of future definition and development.
Then he reached for his fly. As soon as Alan had tugged down his fly and revealed the white of his jockey shorts, the girl already pressed her fingers against her cunt lips due to the excitement that she felt.
Standing up, Alan pulled down his pants and then tugged at his shorts so that he was left in his white socks and his sneakers.
His huge fuck-pole was waving in front of him. His boyish good looks were deceiving because they did not tell of the manly instrument that he had stuffed in his pants.
"I did not know it would be so big!" Carrie said in shock.
Alan grinned, as much from embarrassment as from anything else, and he said, "I'm sorry!"
Carrie giggled and said, "I do not think that it is something to apologize for!"
Trying to be very gentle, Alan pressed down against the girl's body and she felt the enormous heat of the thick prong that was digging in against her body.
"I am scared," Carrie said. She shivered a little in his arms.
Alan put his arms around her to try to warm her up on this already very warm Florida afternoon. "Don't be scared!"
"W-would you mind...." Carrie began very nervously.
Alan's heart was sinking. He expected that the girl was going to say that she didn't want to go through with it. "What?" he asked.
"Would it be okay if we did it another way?" Carrie asked very tenuously.
"Another way?" Alan said, not understanding.
"I had a cousin back in Havana,' Carrie began. "Her name was Conchita and she was a bad girl. One day I asked her what would happen when she got married and her husband would find that she was not a virgin.
"Conchita just laughed at me and said that she was still a virgin. She said that she had never let a boy up her pussy, but she let all of the boys fuck her ass hole!"
"Fuck her ass hole?" Alan asked, with a shocked note in his voice.
Carrie looked up at the boy and raised her eyebrows as she asked, "Do you think that perhaps you would like to do that?"
For Alan, who had never fucked anything except his own hand, Carrie's ass hole certainly did sound sufficiently appetizing.
"B-but, how do we do it?" Alan asked.
Carrie shrugged and said, "I am afraid that I have never even kissed a boy before today. I do not know how to get fucked up my pussy or my ass hole!"
"Put your legs up," the boy instructed.
The girl was leaning her head against the trunk of the tree and she tossed her legs up as best she could.
Alan rubbed his finger along the tight confines of Carrie's pussy and he felt the tension that was coursing through her body in reaction to that contact.
Then he pressed the side of his finger up and down along her ass hole. He was searching for the tight anal opening that was hidden in the ass crack.
Jabbing his finger into the hot and humid recess in the girl's body, he felt all of the muscles contract around his invading finger and he felt the tension that was there.
Plucking his finger free, he remarked, "If it's that tight on my finger, what'll it be like for my cock?"
"I'll try to relax," Carrie said in a hopeful voice.
"Don't think about what's happening," Alan said. "I guess it would help if you would frig your pussy."
The girl reached down and put one of her long and. elegant fingers to the lips of her pussy. As she parted the lusciously tight gates of flesh, the boy could see a droplet of the pearly liquid that was in her body.
But he turned his attention back to the girl's ass hole. "I'm not going to be able to get in there dry," Alan said, as he spit onto his finger and rammed the wet digit into the girl's bottom hole.
Carrie moaned out. The moisture on the finger did make a difference to her. There was a slippery feeling as the finger rubbed past the supple flesh that surrounded her anal knot.
But then as the finger moved back and forth a few times, Carrie could feel an erotic sensation as the massaging finger rubbed past all of the nerve endings that surrounded her ass hole.
The nerve endings were connected to an elaborate system of nerves that sent the wild impulses all over the girl's body.
"Yes!" Carrie cried out in a low moan. "I want you to do it!"
Alan spit down onto his fingers and then rubbed them up and down his hard joint. His cock head tingled from the contact with the slick saliva.
The girl watched as the sun that was peeking through the branches flashed down on the boy's glistening cock and reflected the shining moisture.
His cock was pressing down against Carrie's ass hole artd as he shoved forward she felt gooseflesh all over her body.
Once his cock head had gotten into her pussy, the girl felt that she couldn't possibly take one more inch of the hard weapon.
But the boy, feeling the tightness that was in front of him, pulled back from her ass hole, just a little bit. Then he was able to ram in a little bit further.
He kept on doing that. He would pull back and then push forward a little at a time so that he was alternately relaxing her ass hole and plunging into it.
Finally, just as the girl was certain that she could not take another inch of cock up her tender bottom hole, she felt the boy's balls slapping against the rounded cheeks of her ass and she knew that the entire fuck-pole was inside of her.
Alan began to move slowly. At first he was just fucking her with little strokes. He would move his cock out of her pussy by an inch and then he would ram back in by the same inch.
But then the one inch became two and the two inches became three.
Soon the boyishly innocent, but very handsome lad, was smashing the entire length of his nine inch cock in and out of Carrie's hot ass hole.
As he was doing this to her, the girl was frigging her pussy and she already felt the pulsations and the tightening of her cunt flesh that always preceded her orgasms.
Soon there was a torrent of pussy juice that was oozing out of her cunt and the girl actually had to put her hand against the undulating lips to keep them from dribbling too much.
Suddenly she discovered that as her pussy lips moved and wriggled with pleasure, her ass hole also tensed and relaxed at the same pace.
The boy kept on fucking Carrie's throbbing ass hole and he felt that the suction of the tightening anal opening was going to suck every drop of cum out of him.
That was close to the truth.
He slammed forward as he felt his cock beginning to shoot. Then he arched his body up because he felt as if the ass hole were going to suck up his balls and the rest of his body as well.
The heat of the bottom hole was increased as Alan shot load after load of steaming cock juice into the tender spot.
When Alan finally caught his breath it was to tell the girl, "That was wonderful!"
"It felt good to me!" Carrie said as the boy slid his cock slowly from her sloppy ass hole.
As the boy looked at the girl's beautiful nakedness, he said, "Look at how silly our sex education class really is!"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, what have we learned from that ridiculous Miss Borden?"
Carrie laughed as she said, "Well she taught the girls that sex is painful and that it hurts. But when you were fucking my ass hole, even though it hurt so much at first, after a little while it was sending wonderful feelings up through my body!"
"And she never even taught us that there was such a thing as ass fucking!" Alan added. "If you hadn't known about it through your cousin, then we never would have had all that fun!"
"I don't suppose that the school thinks that sex education classes are supposed to teach us how to have sex!" Carrie said, laughing uproariously as she pulled her panties on.
Alan laughed along with her and said, "They would be so much more useful if they did!"
"I've gotta get home," the girl said, pulling on the rest of her clothes quickly.
Alan stepped into his pants as he said, "Carrie, may I walk you home from school tomorrow?"
"Yes, thank you," she replied in a voice that was almost too quiet for him to hear.
As the two of them began to walk through the woods, Alan said, "I wonder what Miss Borden does for sex anyhow!"
Carrie laughed and said, "I'll bet she's pure!"
But Alan jabbed her in the ribs as he said, "I'll bet there's no more purity in the world! After all, even you have had sex now!"
"Even I have had sex!" Carrie said, smiling to herself and leaning her head boldly against Alan's shoulder.
But once they were at the edge of the woods, the girl turned to the boy and said, "I am not permitted to see boys. My family would be very angry if they knew that you had seen me home like this! I must go now!"
And then she turned and ran even before Alan had a chance to say another word.
CHAPTER THREE
When Miss Borden was on her way to teach class the following day, she stopped in at the principal's office.
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Reynolds?" the woman asked.
"Yes, Miss Borden. Please sit down."
"I have my class now."
"Well," the man was hesitant to tell her what he had to say. "I'm afraid that I'm caught between the devil and the deep, to coin a phrase. The board has reviewed our program and the enrollments and the request and they want us to keep the sex education!"
The woman crossed her arms. She was prepared for the rest of the statement that was to come. "And?" was the only thing that she said, but it was filled with meaning.
"And, then I heard from the superintendant and he wants you to continue teaching the class because he feels that that is the best way to discourage the continuation of the course.
"You see it's a fight between the liberals in the county seat who want us to update the education in ways that I find superfluous, and the folks here at this school who want to keep education where it was all along!"
"I know all about what the friggin' fight is," the teacher said in a low voice.
"Don't be mad at me, Lauren," the principal whispered so that no one could hear him speaking intimately with the teacher.
"Why the hell shouldn't I be mad at you?" she said in an angry whisper. "If you ran this school instead of being a snivelling little weasel, then you might offer the proper liaison between administration and staff that we need around here!"
"Don't talk to me like that!" the principal whispered.
In a normal voice that was just slightly icy, Lauren pulled away from the man as she said, "Will that be all, sir. I have a class to go to."
He leaned across his desk and whispered, "Will you see me this afternoon so that you and I can have some S-E-X?"
"No!" the beautiful honey-haired teacher said, as she turned on her heel and walked out of the office.
When she arrived in the classroom, everyone could tell that she was in a bad mood. There was a scowl across her face and the door slammed shut with a resounding noise.
She looked at all of the intimidated faces and as soon as she looked at Steve's handsome face, she remembered the photograph that she had of him.
"I will see you in my office after school, Steven!" the woman said as she sat down at her desk.
She had a way of expressing things as if they were given facts instead of requests. She did not ask students to her office. She told them that they would be there at the specified time.
Then, just as if she hadn't said anything at all, she looked across the class full of students and she said, "The subject for today is human sexual response and how to control it and repress it!"
When the students left the class, Steve walked close to Janet. All day long she had not paid any attention to him and he didn't know what was wrong.
Steve was right next to Janet as he whispered, "I have your picture in my wallet. I've kept it safe!"
Janet could not even look in the boy's face. She was sick with worry over the fact that she had lost the picture. She didn't know at what time of day and in what room the picture had fallen. But she was certain that someone in the school building had the nude photo that she had taken of the handsome curly haired boy.
"I've gotta go to my next class," Janet called out, as she pulled away from Steve and went down the hall.
Steve was watching her rush away from him, as Alan came up beside him and said, "What does Miss Borden want of you?"
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know. But what I really want to know is what Janet has against me. The girl seems to be mad about something!"
"But aren't you scared that Miss Borden will punish you?" Alan asked.
"Why should I be scared of her when I know that I haven't done anything!" Steve said, chuckling.
But by the time that it was three that afternoon, the boy wasn't chuckling any longer. He was nervous about going into the teacher's office. It was a dreaded place and the strict woman was dreaded by the entire student body.
And yet, as much as the boy wracked .his brain to think of what he had done wrong, he could not think of any transgressions on his part.
When he was inside of Miss Borden's office, standing at attention and listening to her speak, he still didn't know what the problem was.
"I had always been under the impression that you were a good and a fine young man!" Miss Borden said softly. "Apparently, I was sorely mistaken."
She took something from a book inside of her desk and handed it to the boy. It was a xerox copy of the nude photograph that he had permitted Janet to take.
"How. .?" the boy began tentatively.
"I am the one asking the questions here!" Miss Borden snapped at the young man. "I want to know who took this and why?"
Steve began to stammer. He didn't know how to answer.
"Come on," the woman said, her voice growing deep and throaty as she continued, "I know that you're a bright boy. It can't be such a difficult ordeal for you to think of a name."
"A friend took this picture," the boy said, mumbling.
"What was that? Speak up!" the woman said.
"A friend!" he said, just a little bit louder. "A friend took this picture!"
"I asked for a name of a person!" the woman said.
"It wasn't anything like you're thinking," the boy stammered.
"Are you a mind reader, Mr. Fridell?" the woman said.
Steve shook his head and the woman said, "Then don't you dare tell me what I am thinking!"
"I meant that it wasn't anything dirty or anything. It was just a joke between us!"
"I want the name of the person who did this!" the woman said, her tone getting increasingly ugly at that point.
"Look! She just wanted to have a picture of me. It was just natural curiosity!"
"Don't you dare tell me that there is anything natural about being naked with a member of the opposite sex," Miss Borden said.
The boy opened his mouth to speak, but then he thought about what the woman had just said. Realizing that she had contradicted herself, he saw that it was pointless for him to argue too much.
Her mind was made up and she did not want to be confused with the facts.
She continued, "You used the female pronoun and I take that to mean that you were naked with some girl and you permitted her to take this picture of you!"
"That is correct," Steve said in a flat tone.
"Then you do not deny it!" the woman-screeched, almost making it into a question.
"You have the picture right there!" the boy said.
"I can have you expelled from the school for this!" the woman said in a tone that was very matter-of-fact and even more frightening because of it.
"Expelled?" the boy exclaimed. "But that picture wasn't taken anywhere near the school!"
"So?" the woman said, folding her arms across her breasts.
"Why should something that I did in the private home of someone in the neighborhood have anything to do with my being a student here at Sunrise High School?"
"I quote from the school rules when I tell you that a student may be expelled if he or she is judged to be a poor moral influence on the school body."
"Do you think that I'm a poor moral influence?" the boy asked.
The woman looked down at the boy's picture and she said, "This picture is not the sort of thing that any nice young man would do!"
It was at that point that it dawned on the boy that the woman was looking at the picture of him without any clothes on and with a raging hard-on. He swallowed hard and felt his cock rising in his pants.
As he watched the woman's eyes he realized that she was enjoying the sight of the picture. Then she looked up at his clothed body and without a word he knew that there was a sexual threat in the room that was hanging lower and heavier than all of the other threats that the teacher had made.
"It looks like I have something on you, Mr. Fridell," the teacher said, staring at the tall young man as she leaned back against the desk and crossed her arms.
"Yes," the boy said softly in a clipped manner.
The vicious woman smiled and said, "I'm glad that you agree with me! Now the question is what we're going to do about it. Or rather, what am I going to do about it? Wouldn't you say that that was the question, Mr. Fridell?"
"Yes!" the boy said again, swallowing to get the dry feeling out of his throat.
"Because I can do absolutely anything that I want to do! Isn't that right, Mr. Fridell?" she sneered at the fifteen-year-old boy. "I have that picture as proof that you are a moral degenerate who deserves to be kicked out of the school and now that I have that, I can make you do anything that I want to have you do! Isn't that right, Mr. Fridell?"
Steve's voice was hoarse as he said, "Yes!" for the final time.
Miss Borden leaned back against her desk, raised one hand, snapped her fingers and said, "Strip, boy!"
"Wh-what?" Steve asked.
"I told you to strip naked!" the beautiful honey-haired woman snarled. "And I want you to do it right at this minute!"
The boy saw the fiery look in the woman's bright eyes and he knew that she meant business in her threats to him. He reached for the top button of his shirt and opened it.
As Steve was peeling off his shirt, the woman was leaning back against her desk and she was saying, "I'm going to teach you a lesson that you will remember for a long time!"
The boy was just concentrating on his cock, or rather he was trying hard not to concentrate on it. His meat was hard as iron and he didn't want it to be. He didn't want to undress in front of the woman and have her see that he was sexually excited by all of this.
Miss Borden unconsciously licked her lips when the boy took off his shirt and revealed the well-defined slightly hairy chest.
Steve paused and looked up at the woman. She snarled, "I'm waiting, young man!" Then she motioned with her hand and the boy knew that he had to continue the striptease for this teacher.
He pulled off his white sneakers and then he opened his jeans. Unzipping his pants and then peeling them off his well-muscled legs, he could sense that the woman's eyes were concentrating on the lump that was locked in the front of his white undershorts.
Steve's heavy white socks came off with his pants and then he knew that he had to complete the task that he had been ordered to do. He didn't dare to look up at the woman as he reached his fingers into the tight waistband of his jockey shorts.
He had barely started to slide the shorts off of his slim hips when his thick cock sprung up to freedom and pointed straight forward.
"That just goes to prove that you have a filthy mind!" Miss Borden said in a low voice that was as thick and sensuous as honey.
"No! Miss Borden, it's just that I'm embarrassed in front of you!" Steve said, his voice cracking in the middle of the sentence.
"Stand at attention!" the woman said from the back of her throat.
She walked around the boy as if she were inspecting him and he stood nervously at attention. His whole body was rigid, especially his cock.
As the woman reached her long and sensual fingers suddenly between the boy's legs, he felt the hairs around his balls stand up' on end. Before he could even pull away, the woman grabbed his balls.
"Please!" Steve cried out. "Please don't hurt me!"
"Don't hurt you?" the woman mocked with a sour tone in her voice. "What about the young girls who will be hurt because of the things that you do?"
"Wh-what did I do? What young girls did I hurt?" the boy said, the sweat standing out on his forehead as the teacher began to twist his balls.
"That disgusting picture of you shows me the kind of boy that you are!" the woman snarled. "You left that picture around! You wanted the girls to find that picture so that you could seduce them!"
"No! That picture was taken only for one person!" Steve insisted.
"Then I want to know who that one person is!" the teacher demanded as she tugged down on the boy's balls.
He began to double over, but she shouted out, "You are to remaining standing at attention, Steven!"
Showing a little streak of mercy the woman took her hand away from the boy's testicles. Then she walked around him again and he was more nervous than he had been the first time. Now that he had already suffered from some of her abuse, he was waiting to see what part of his body would be attacked next.
The side of a long red fingernail rubbed lightly against the boy's nipple and he felt a burning sensation as the woman did that.
Once she had determined that-he was sensitive in that spot, she clasped her other finger on the other side of his nipple and she pressed the sharp edges of the fingernails against one another as if she were trying to slice right through the nipple.
"Please!" Steve cried out with a gasp. "Then tell me who took that picture!" she demanded.
"J-just some girl in our class!"
"Then it's a girl in our class!" the woman said. "That narrows it down. Now I want to know who it is!"
The fingernails were tugging hard at the boy's left nipple so that he had to take a step forward for fear that the woman would rip right through his skin.
"Don't make me tell you!" .Steve said, shaking his head. "No! You can't make me tell you!"
"Remember!" the teacher reminded him. "I can still have you kicked out of this school. I still have that picture."
"Please!" he begged. "Anything else! I'll do anything else for you but don't make me squeal about the picture!"
The woman released the boy's nipple and then said, "Anything else?"
A cold chill ran up his spine as he listened to the way that she said those words. He swallowed hard and did not respond to her in any way.
"Yes," she hissed. "You shall do anything else that I tell you to do! You certainly shall!"
The boy looked around as the teacher leaned back against the desk and said, "To begin with I will allow you to undress me!"
"Y-you'll what?" he asked, his voice going up to a high pitch as he said that.
"Well, you nasty little boy, I'm doing you a wonderful favor! I'm going to allow you to see my naked body and after that you may service me and give me my satisfaction!"
Steve just stood there not knowing what to do, so the woman said, "If I must tell you everything to do, then I shall! You may begin by removing my blouse!"
When the boy took one step so that he would be closer to the woman he realized that his erect cock was rubbing against her skirt. He pulled away and then had to lean forward in order to reach her blouse.
Unbuttoning her blouse, he revealed the clinging white bra that seemed to be overflowing with the flesh of the woman's breasts.
Even though Miss Borden was very slim and angular, with the narrowest waist and sharply boned hips, she did have very voluptuous breasts.
The boy reached around behind the woman so that he could take off her bra, but then she slapped his hands away and said, "My skirt first and see to it that you fold the clothes neatly!"
He unzipped her skirt and he had to kneel down on the floor in order to let the woman step out of it. When he put the skirt over a nearby chair, he felt the sudden slap of the woman's hand on the side of his face as he said, "I told you to fold everything neatly!"
Steve looked up at her with a shocked expression on his face. Then he turned to the skirt and he began to fold it clumsily.
"You're just what I've always needed, a naked slave!" the teacher said with a little bit of a laugh.
The boy felt his face turning bright red. That was exactly what he was. He was this woman's naked slave and the only thing that he wished was that his cock would stop being so firmly erect.
Once he had folded her blouse and skirt as neatly as he could have been expected to, the woman said, "Now you may take off my bra!"
He walked around behind her and unfastened the snaps of the bra. Her beautiful breasts burst to freedom and he discovered that even they were somewhat cone-shaped and pointed, just like the rest of her body.
The flesh on her boobs was so firm and tautly pulled over the woman's body that her tits seemed to be standing up on end.
There was a little bit of a laugh from Miss Borden and then she said, "Now you may take down my panties, boy!"
Steve's fingers were actually shaking as he reached them into the clinging elastic waistband of the white nylon panties. Even though the woman had such a tiny waistline, the panties still seemed to be too small on her.
It was an effort for the boy to stretch them out so that he could pull them down around the sharply protruding bones of her hips.
But then the wispy blonde hairs of the woman's pussy were revealed and the boy felt his heartbeat increase in tempo.
If his cock had ever gotten softer in any way, the sight of the woman's twat would have been enough to get him erect once more.
He was down on his knees so that he could help the tall and elegant woman to step out of the panties. She lifted one leg and then the other and soon she was completely naked with the handsome youngster in front of her.
She grabbed him hard by the upper arm and he looked up at her. Her electric eyes caught sight of his eyes as she said, "I want to know exactly what you have done with girls!"
"N-nothing!" Steve said, trying to sound calm.
"Look in my eyes!" she commanded. "Don't you dare to tell me a lie! I want to know if you have ever fucked a girl!"
He swallowed hard and then he said, "No."
"Then what did you do with the girl who took the naked picture of you?" the woman said with a mocking tone.
"She, uh, sucked my cock," he said in a soft voice, still not daring to look away from the woman. "And while she was doing that, I, uh, ate out her pussy!"
Miss Borden laughed a loud and raucous laugh as she said, "And I was afraid that I was getting a novice!"
"Wh-what?" Steve asked, not understanding.
The woman's long and well-manicured fingers pressed against the curly dark hair on the back of his head as she pushed the boy's face toward her pussy lips.
She felt his dry lips rubbing back and forth against the flesh of her cunt and she pressed his tongue more hotly against her twat.
Steve began to choke and the woman felt the moisture of his mouth as he finally opened it.
But then, just as suddenly, she pulled him by the hair and she tugged his face away from her cunt lips. He fell backwards onto his shoulders as he felt the pressure of the woman's pull.
Steve immediately reached up for his hair since he felt like the woman was close to 'ripping the hair right out of his head. But by the time he looked up at the woman, he saw that she was setting up a chair next to the desk so that the back of the chair was leaning against the side of the desk.
"On the chair!" she commanded.
"On?" he began to ask weakly.
"Do not waste my time!" she said. "You know the position! You have seen it enough times in the classroom!"
He suddenly realized what she had meant.
As slowly as he could he got up on the chair with his knees on the seat of the chair and his arms over the back of the chair.
Suddenly he felt some rope running around his legs and by the time he turned and looked around his shoulder, the woman was tying his legs to the legs of the chair.
Then he watched as the woman took his arms one at a time and tied them to the sides of the chair back.
Steve was helpless. He knew that if he struggled too much in his bonds he might well toss over the light wood chair and smack his head on the floor, doing some real damage to himself.
"This is the way that I should be permitted to punish all of the boys in the class!" the woman was ranting in a low shriek.
Steve shivered. It was at that moment that he realized that this woman was obsessed with the notion of punishing boys. He was bound here and at her mercy and she was absolutely maniacal about the tortures that she would do to him.
Before he even saw or heard anything else he felt the cool feeling of the leather against his back. It was a cool sensation because the woman was just tickling him lightly with the leather switch that she would use for the whipping.
She ran it up the center of his spine and he arched his back with the tingling sensation that was going through him.
"Nice unmarked flesh!" the naked woman snarled as she reached her long fingers down to her own pussy lips and spread them apart.
She worked one finger up into her pussy to search for the tender seat of her pleasure as she ran the leather strap down Steve's firm and muscular ass cheeks.
The strap moved lightly between the boy's legs and his balls pressed upward in its path.
When the strap was removed, the boy's body grew more tense than ever because he really was expecting to feel the slicing sensation of the lash.
But instead he felt the warmth of the woman's long fingers running around his ass cheeks as she said, "Relax, boy! I want you to relax!"
Her voice was so sweet and lovely and soft that the boy actually felt his ass relaxing. Just as the muscles were almost completely calm there was a momentary whistling in the air that was cut short when the lash struck against the boy's previously unmarked flesh.
Steve cried out in shock and pain.
"Shut up!" the woman said as she raised the whip into the air once more. It ripped right across the boy's bare buttocks. In the spot where it crossed with the previous slice of the whip, the boy felt an intense pain that he was sure was the feeling of burning blood.
As the lash whipped against his flesh a second time, he cried out, "Please don't hurt me!"
"We'll have to shut you up, won't we?" the woman said in a mocking voice as she reached down on the floor for her panties.
As the boy looked over his shoulder, unaware of what the evil teacher was going to do, she stuffed her filthy panties right into his mouth.
He struggled with the piss-stained gag, but he soon discovered that the more he struggled the deeper the panties became lodged down his throat.
As the woman pressed her fingers against her pussy lips, she chuckled, "That will have to do until I get you something better to fill your mouth and keep your tongue busy!"
Before she had even finished saying that, she slashed the lash down against the boy's naked bottom once again.
The pain was so intense that he couldn't even tighten his ass cheeks together. The lash slapped against his lower back and he felt the flesh on that part of his body being ripped right through by the hot leather.
His eyes were pleading with the woman because that was the only form of communication that was left open to him, considering that his arms and legs were tied up and his mouth was gagged.
"So, you didn't want to give me a good cunt lapping, did you?" the woman cried out as she lashed at his behind. "I'll teach you a lesson for that! I'll teach you to obey your teacher!"
After the lash had rained down a torrent of abuse on the youngsters smooth flesh, the woman purposely aimed it right down the middle of his ass crack.
As the hot leather ripped right through the tightened flesh of the boy's ass crack, the woman let the end of the whip slip between his legs and bite at the young boy's balls.
Steve opened his mouth wide with a scream that was muffled by the filthy gag that was down his throat.
By doing that, he almost choked on the gag. When the woman pulled her panties out of his mouth, he was coughing wildly and his eyes were filled with tears.
He looked up at her and she said, "Now we will see if you have learned your lesson!"
Then she began to climb up onto the desk and soon her pussy was right at a level with the boy's lips. "You will show me that you do not deserve any additional punishment," the woman said as she spread her legs.
"B-but," the nervous boy began, "if I weren't tied up like this I would be able to do a better job of it!"
"Are you trying to trick me into untying you?" Miss Borden asked.
"I just mean that I could use my hands to spread your pussy lips and get my tongue up inside of your cunt!" Steve said eagerly.
"Use your tongue!" the woman snarled.
Before the boy could say another word, the cunt flesh was pressed against his mouth and he was moving his lips up and down across the already moist wrinkled flesh that guarded the woman's hot hole.
She spread her legs as wide as she could so that she could give the boy a good opportunity to eat her cunt, and then she said, "Use your tongue, you rotten little brat! I want you to use your tongue to eat out my pussy and spread my cunt lips apart!"
It wasn't easy since the boy had only eaten one pussy before that and he had been completely free in his movements on that previous occasion.
As the woman pressed harder against her lips, he thrust up his tongue and tried to use the pressure of his tongue to part the moist cunt lips as his lips pulled them apart.
For one moment he did manage to separate the pussy flesh and jab his tongue up into the center. But as soon as his tongue was inside of the twat, he felt the pressure of the vagina that was clinging around his invading mouth muscle.
He could not move his tongue any further in or out. It felt as if the tongue were glued to the cunt meat.
"Fuck it! Use your tongue to fuck my pussy!" the woman said harshly.
The boy put all the pressure that he could on his tongue, but he could not shove it any further up into the woman's pussy.
She reached down to smack him on his already bruised ass as she said, "I want to feel your tongue going to work!"
Steve knew that he had to do something so one moment later he began to move his tongue in the one direction that he could. He was flexing his tongue back and forth and putting pressure against the pussy flesh as he did that.
Soon enough the pussy flesh was responding to the movements of his tongue and he was feeling the moisture that was flowing from the inside of the woman's body.
Then when his tongue pressed against one particular spot in the woman's twat, that bit of flesh pressed back against his tongue. He discovered that the pussy flesh was very responsive in that way.
Soon the cunt meat was wriggling in spots where his tongue was not even touching. Her pussy had been set off on a chain reaction and now she was on her way toward her orgasm.
With that there was a loosening of the woman's pussy and her cunt became much wetter than it had been.
The boy thrust his tongue forward into the woman's body and then he began to actually fuck her with his tongue, just as she had asked him to do.
Once more the long fingers of the woman's hand pressed against the curly hair on the back of the boy's head as she tried to push him more deeply against her pussy lips.
"Shove your tongue in! Deeper! Deeper!" she cried out.
As the boy moved his tongue back and forth against her moist cunt, she could feel it making contact with her clit and she knew that she was on the verge of a fabulous orgasm.
She looked down at the scars that her strap had left across the boy's naked back and that was when she felt the walls of her cunt collapsing around his invading tongue.
"Deeper!" she screamed as the tongue jabbed forward into the tight confines of her cunt.
The boy could feel the oozing sensation of the thick clear pussy juice that was drooling along the length of his tongue.
Miss Borden climbed off the desk and got dressed completely before she even looked at the boy. Then she turned to him and untied his hands so that he could untie the rest of the ropes that were binding him to the chair.
"You may get dressed now!"
The boy was embarrassed and he still had the firm erection in front of him. But now the woman was ignoring that erection. Once Steve was fully dressed and his hard cock was closed into his pants, he stood waiting for the woman to say something.
When she remained silent, he cleared his throat and said, "Would you give me the picture now?"
"Give you the picture?" she repeated as if he had been speaking a foreign language.
"Well," he explained, "I did everything that you wanted me to do!"
"When did I ever say that I would return the picture to you?" the woman asked without any real malice in her voice.
The boy was silent. His mouth was open and there was a bit of the woman's own cunt cream that had dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
So, Miss Borden continued, "I had said that if you did everything that I told you to do then I would not have you expelled from the school on the basis of that dirty picture of you!"
"B-but, you're gonna keep the picture?" the boy asked, his voice getting a little hoarse.
"Of course, Steve! And I expect that you will be very obedient any time that I want you to be obedient to me!" the woman said.
The boy's face turned red and the woman began to laugh uproariously.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next morning when Alan arrived at school, he stood by the front door of the building for a long time. He was waiting and watching for Carrie to arrive.
When the girl finally began to walk in the direction of the school, the boy turned to the side and pretended to be very casual.
"Oh, hi Carrie!" he said in a very off-hand manner.
"Good morning, Alan," the girl said with a soft smile.
He began to walk alongside the girl and he said, "Do you think that you and I could go out sometime?"
"Like I said to you, Alan, my father is very strict. I do not go out on dates with boys because he will not allow it. And I know that he will never allow me to go out with an American boy!"
"But he must have told you a time! I mean he must have said that he'll allow you to go out on dates with boys when you reach a certain age!" Alan insisted.
The girl shook her head and said, "Are you mad at me? If you do not want to walk me home from school I will not force you to keep your promise!"
"No! Gosh, Carrie, you can't help it if your father is like that!" Alan said. "I'd really like it if you'd let me walk you home from school!"
Just then there was someone pulling on Alan's sleeve. "I've gotta talk to you right away!" Janet said to the handsome young boy.
Alan turned to the short and sexy girl. "What is it?"
"Steve is your best friend," Janet said. "Do you know what's going on with him?"
Alan blushed. He knew that Steve had had oral sex with the girl and he didn't know just what the girl was referring to at that moment. "Well, what do you mean, Janet?"
"This morning I greeted him and I was friendly and he looked at me and made an angry face. He didn't even say hello to me! Did I do something wrong?" Janet asked.
"I don't know Janet," Alan said as he began to walk down the hall.
"Could you find out for me?" the girl asked anxiously. "I really like Steve and I don't want to do anything to hurt him!"
Alan stopped walking and then said, "I've gotta tell you, Janet, that Steve is my best friend and that if there's any trouble between the two of you I'm on his side!"
"Okay," Janet said. "That's fair enough. But I really feel that I deserve to know what's going on!"
Alan shrugged and then walked on to his first class of the day.
That afternoon in the sex education class, Miss Borden gave the students a surprise quiz that took up the entire period.
The final question on the quiz read, "What do you feel is a proper moral framework for you in terms of your sex life?"
It was the final question that took the most effort. Although all of the students could have easily given a reply to that question, they knew that what was required on the test was a reply that Miss Borden would like.
When the bell rang and Miss Borden announced, "Stop writing. Hand in your papers!" the class slowly filed up toward her desk and filed out of the room as if they were in a funeral procession.
When she was alone in the classroom, the teacher mumbled to herself, "If those kids and their parents and the school board all want to have this sex education class continued, then I will teach them all their lesson and flunk the little bastards!"
She patted down the edges of the test papers so that they would be in a neat pile. Then she stuffed them all very neatly into her attache case.
Once the students were outside the door of the classroom, Steve began to walk to his next class without even realizing that Alan was next to him.
"I heard that you sounded really pissed off at Janet," Alan said.
"What is this, a fuckin' news service?" Steve snarled out of the corner of his mouth.
"Are you going to gym class?" Alan asked his friend, still trying to sound friendly.
"I have a doctor's excuse from gym class," Steve said, curtly.
"Is something the matter?"
What are you," Steve asked, turning suddenly toward his friend, "the fuckin' dean of boys?"
The tall curly haired boy looked away from his friend very quickly. He did not want to undress in the locker room because he didn't want the other boys to see the marks that had been left on his body by the tall and luscious sex education teacher. And he did not want to reveal the incident to anyone, not even to his best friend.
"Look, I'm sorry if I'm touching a raw nerve. I don't mean to," Alan said softly. "Just leave me alone!"
Alan's voice was not as friendly as he said, "It's just that I am your best friend and I feel that as your best friend I ought to know what's going on with you."
"Maybe you shouldn't be so damn nosey!" Steve said snidely.
"You mean, maybe I shouldn't care about you?" Alan replied.
"Yeah! Mind your own fuckin' business!"
"You never talked to me like this before," Alan said with a note of pain in his voice.
"Tough!"
"And what about Janet? Yesterday you were so good to her and now she wants. to know what she did wrong."
Steve ground his teeth together and he said, "I don't have anything against you, Alan. I just want you to mind your own business. But Janet is someone that I do have something against! She's a cunt and I refuse to ever speak to her again!"
"What did she do?" Alan asked.
Steve just looked at the boy for one moment and then he turned and started down the hall once again. Alan quickly followed and insisted, "If you won't tell her what she did and if you won't even discuss it with your best friend then I think that you're in the wrong!"
"Good! Think whatever the hell you please!" Steve said as he turned the corner of the hall and never even looked back at Alan.
Alan slammed his fist against the wall.
That afternoon went by very slowly for the youngsters in the high School. None of them were thinking about their classes.
Janet and Alan were both thinking about Steve and the way that he had suddenly become very unfriendly toward them. And Steve was still thinking about the pain and humiliation that he had experienced at the hands of the beautiful teacher, the shame that he wanted to keep a secret.
When Alan walked Carrie home through the woods, he was still feeling very moody and he hardly spoke to the beautiful black-haired girl.
At the edge of the woods where Carrie had to part from Alan because she feared her father catching her with the handsome gringo, she turned to him and said, "You are angry at me?"
" "No!" Alan swore. "I'm not angry! I just have a lot of other things on my mind."
"I too have many things on my mind," Carrie said.
"Let me walk you home tomorrow," Alan said. "Then it'll be better."
"It?" Carrie asked. "What is it that will be better?"
Alan laughed and said, "I will be better tomorrow. I can promise you that much!"
"Tomorrow," Carrie said softly. "Perhaps tomorrow!"
"Perhaps what? What are you talking about?"
Now the girl smiled softly and said, "It is something that I must think about but I will let you know for sure tomorrow. Remember that tomorrow is only a day away!"
Then Carrie turned and ran through the rest of the woods and she disappeared around the corner and into her house.
Alan stuffed his hands in his pockets and he could feel his cock rubbing against the fabric of his pants as he did that. He thought about the lusciously rounded curves on the black haired girl and then his cock only began to grow a little bit more.
"Hey, Alan!" a melodic voice called out.
"It's you!" Alan said with a nasty tone in his voice as he looked at the girl with the scraggly red hair who stood nearby.
"Can't wait to find out what she has in store for you tomorrow?" the beautiful redheaded girl asked the boy.
"You were listening in?" Alan accused.
"I'll have to start hanging around these woods a little bit more in the future!" the girl said. "It looks like there's a lot of fun that goes on here!"
"You goddamn!" Alan shouted as he turned and started to chase the girl. "You were the one who was trying to beat up on Carrie and who was calling her bad names. Now you're doing this! Why?"
Alan had caught up with the girl and he was pressed against her. The sensuous redhead was pressed hard against a tree and she could feel the heat and the bulk of the boy's body rubbing against her tender form.
"You like holding me like this, Alan?" she asked coyly.
Alan pulled away from her and said, "I asked you a question, Heather!"
The sexy little redhead ran her hand along her body as she said, "I saw the way that you were always looking at that little black-haired girl. What does that pussy have that I don't have!"
One corner of Alan's mouth curled up as he said, "She's got me!"
"You know that I can do more for you than she can!" Heather said as she moved closer to Alan.
"You can fuck yourself for all that I care, Heather!" Alan sneered.
But she ignored his insult and she rubbed her fingers against the front of his jeans and the lump that was stuffed there.
He grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his crotch as he said, "I don't do it with tramps!"
"Oh yeah? Listen to the big man here! He has so much chance for sex that he can be picky as to who he sticks it into!" Heather taunted.
"I'd stick my prick in a pig before I would stick it into you!" Alan said, pushing her away from him.
Heather's eyes were moistening as she grabbed onto Alan's shirt and said, "That's exactly what you did when you stuck your prick into that girl you just walked home!"
Alan quickly got one hand around Heather's throat as he snarled, "You aren't fit to be in the same town with someone as good and lovely and pure as Carrie!"
Then the boy pushed the beautiful, redheaded girl down against the trunk of the tree. She was lying there in a crumpled mass as she looked up at him and screamed out, "You'll be sorry that you rejected me, Alan Seldwyn! I promise you that you'll be sorry for a long time to cornel"
Alan was steaming all the way through the woods. He really didn't want to have anything to do with the cheap redhead who had thrown herself at him so lewdly.
But Heather was horny. She had gotten herself worked up anticipating a good hot fucking with Alan and now that she had been rejected by him, she knew that she had to find some alternative.
The redheaded girl recognized the truth about herself. Even though she was only fifteen, she was already a nympho. She spent all of her time searching for sex and for Trigger and bigger cocks that could fill her up.
She rushed back in the direction of the school, hoping that she could find someone who would be able to satisfy her.
The girl wiped the moisture from her eyes. She had gotten her pride hurt, but she knew that pride was not a very useful commodity when you have a hot pussy that needs some filling.
When she got back to the school, she found that the track team was still out running and she positioned herself on the bleachers, where she was certain that the guys would see her.
No one would have accused Heather of being too subtle. She sat on the top row of the bleachers and she spread her legs wide apart so that her panties could be seen from the other side of the field.
Then she opened another button on her blouse.
While the coach was there he kept shouting for the boys to pay more attention to running around the track. But then the coach had to leave and the boys were on their own.
Michael was the first boy to run up to the bleachers and to sit down next to Carrie. As far as she was concerned, she was ready to stop at the first one.
"You run real well," Carrie said with the admiration in her voice.-
"Thanks!" the handsome youngster said as he wiped the sweat from his brow with the towel around his neck. He was just wearing his gym shorts and his entire massive and handsome chest was revealed.
"Some of the boys look so scrawny," Heather remarked playfully. "But you have quite a body!"
Her large eyes were flickering up and down as she leaned back so that she would show off her boobs also.
"Thanks," Michael said. "You have quite a body also."
"Thanks!" the girl laughed as she reached over and pinched the boy's left nipple.
He reached up, shocked by the girl's bold move right in full view of the world. Then he laughed and said, "What if I did the same thing to you, right here?"
"So?" she asked in a very casual manner.
"Well, how would you like that if I pinched your tit?" Michael said with a smile.
"Is that an offer?"
The boy blinked slowly. He couldn't figure out how to reply to the girl. He had never expected that the conversation could so easily be twisted around into a seduction. And he had never even done any of the seducing.
"Sure," Michael said boldly. "But I don't want to do it sitting right here on the bleachers."
"Okay," she said, without ever even smiling. "I give you five minutes to think of another place to do it!"
Michael began to move his mouth and finally he said, "Follow me." as he climbed down off the side of the bleachers.
He walked around to the back of the bleachers and he knelt down in the shade below them. It was a very secluded spot. The bleachers were in front of them and high shrubs were behind them.
"This is a good one," Heather remarked as she bent over and climbed into the area. "How come I never found this one before?"
By the time that the girl had finished saying that the boy grabbed her and tossed her down onto the ground where he pounced on top of her.
When Heather reached down for Michael's gym shorts she realized that his cock head was already sticking out through the waistband of the shorts.
She tickled the head and she felt the moisture that was already prepared to seep out of the boy's hard dick.
Then her long and elegant fingers tugged at the shorts and pulled them down off of the boy's tight and muscular ass cheeks.
His cock was pressing against her skirt and he was pulling her clothes off as fast as he could. Soon they were both naked except for the fact that he was still wearing his track shoes and his white socks and she was still wearing her black patent leather shoes.
The girl spread her legs as wide as she could and she said, "Is this position okay?"
"I like the pussy up a little bit," Michael said as he grabbed onto the girl's fleshy thighs and tossed her legs up around her shoulders.
"If that's the way that you're gonna stuff me best of all, that's fine with me!" the girl said with a laugh.
"You'd better believe it!" the boy smiled as he pressed his cock head against her cunt lips.
He felt the moist and supple flesh giving way ahead of his invading hard-on. Then he pushed a little further into the girl and he could feel the pussy flesh surrounding his cock and and clinging to the thick shaft of his meat.
Michael tightened the muscles in his thighs and his hips and he rammed forward into the girl's body. She felt even more of her pussy being spread apart and then she tried to raise her ass up off the ground a little bit further.
Heather sighed. It felt like she had an itch that she couldn't reach. It was a tingling itch that was all the way in the back of her pussy and she wanted the full length of the cock plunged all the way into her so that it could ram against the itching sensation.
As though Michael had heard her wish, he rammed his cock forward and ripped into the girl's twat.
She felt his balls slap against the rounded cheeks of her ass and then his cock began to slide back out of her hot hole. He shoved his cock back into her and then out again and she felt the pulling and pushing and the tingling.
The tingling that made up the fucking experience.
But then, just as the boy had rammed his cock into the girl's pussy once more, he looked up and cried out, "Oh no!"
"Wh-what?" Heather asked, disturbed by the way that he had said that.
She looked up and she saw that the three other boys who had been running around the track were all standing there and looking at the fucking scene.
"Will you guys get out of here?" Michael cried out.
"No we won't!" the big black stud who was in the front of the group said as he climbed into the confines of the area under the bleachers.
The two other boys followed and were saying, "Keep on going, Mike. We were enjoying the scene!"
Michael's cock was still hard and rammed all the way into the girl as he turned and said, "I'm not gonna go back to fucking this pussy until you guys all leave here!"
There was a slight pause and then Heather looked up at Michael and said, "If you're not gonna fuck me, then pull out and let one of the other guys get into my pussy!"
"Wh-what?"
"I'm hot and I'm ready for action!" the girl said. Then she turned and looked at the other boys in a meaningful way as she said, "Plenty of action!"
The three other boys there began to laugh and punch each other in the sides. Michael looked down at the girl with a determined expression on his face and then he said, "Okay! I'll give it to you just the way you want it!"
He slid the entire length of his cock out of the girl's pussy and then he rammed the entire length back into the girl with so much speed and so much vicious energy that the broad cock head ripped into her flesh.
Heather had to inhale sharply through her clenched teeth in order to withstand the pressure of the viciously sharp fucking jab.
Once Michael had rammed two more of the same type of strokes into the girl, he cried out, "Is that the way you want it? Is that what you like?"
When the girl shouted, "Yes! Yes!" in response to his questions that was enough to get the boy to shut up.
But his cock was still moving quickly in and out of the girl's twat and she felt the pressure and the vibration of the movement inside of her.
Soon her pussy was so moist and the cock was so wild with moist friction that she could hardly bear it anymore. But it was the moments that she could hardly bear that she loved best of all.
Heather was grunting and moaning madly as she felt the thick cock ripping and ramming at her moist and tender flesh.
Soon enough there was an explosion as the cock head flared up and slapped against the supple flesh of her pussy, leaving a gooey mass of gism imprinted against her body.
Out of breath, Michael slid quickly out of the girl's sloppy hole. He looked around at the three other track team members and said, "I don't suppose that any of you guys would mind sloppy seconds?"
No one even paid any attention to the sarcastic tone in the boy's voice. The other three boys had all been rubbing their hardening cocks and once Michael slid out of Heather's pussy, they were ready for her.
Since the big black stud was the fastest of the three boys, he slammed down on top of the girl and he pressed his cock head against her pussy lips.
Her cunt was still wet from the fucking she had gotten from Michael and so, despite the enormous size of the black boy's cock, he was able to quickly slide his cock into her pussy.
When he rammed the entire length into her cunt, he cried out, "Yahoo!"
Heather laughed and said, "Ride 'em cowboy!"
The black stud bucked his tight ass cheeks up and then slammed them back down and shoved his cock into the girl's pussy. He was fucking her in a fast and furious way and he cried out, "I'm long dickin' your pussy, little girl!"
"Keep on long dickin', boy!" Heather laughed as she felt the vibrations of the black boy's invasion.
Then, with her mouth still open from having spoken to that boy, she felt a broad cock head nudge against her lips. She opened her mouth as wide as she could so that the second boy could ram his cock into her throat.
The cock slid along her tongue and rubbed against the sides of her teeth. Then, with the boy's balls resting on her chin and his pubic hair brushing against her nose, he began to move from side to side so that he could press his broad cock head against the very back of the girl's throat.
Sliding back he began to fuck the girl's mouth.
Then she felt a pressure against her ass crack. The third boy was rubbing his finger up and down along the crack between the girl's ass cheeks. Once he found her ass hole, he plunged his finger into the tightly clinging orifice.
He spit into her bottom hole and then the girl heard another spit as the boy wiped that lubricant along the length of his own meat.
Pressing his cock head against her ass hole, he felt the tight muscles slowly give way. Once he had rammed in, the girl could feel a tingling sensation that was growing out in all directions as the cock massaged the delicate-nerve endings that were fringing her ass hole.
When the boy had managed to shove all the way into her ass hole, he pressed his cock head against the delicate membrane that was on the far side of her ass hole.
As that boy rammed into the membrane, the black stud who was fucking Heather's pussy shoved his cock all the way into her from that side.
There was a fabulously tight pressure that the girl felt as both cocks pushed into the middle of her body at the same time.
And then both cocks pulled back at the same time and the girl felt gooseflesh rise up on the back of her neck in reaction to the tugging at her insides. She thought that she was going to be left inside out.
When the black cock slammed back into her pussy, she could feel the base of the thick instrument grow even thicker and she could feel a pulse right next to the boy's balls as the juice began to zoom up the length of the hard cock.
Her pussy flesh reacted by tightening around the black cock. And when she tightened her pussy flesh, the girl's ass hole automatically tightened as well.
That was enough to suck the juice out of the cock that was stuffed up her ass. And so, suddenly, she had gism being splashed at the middle of her body from both sides of her body.
The heat in her crotch was so great that the girl thought she was going to go mad. Her whole body went wild and then she realized that her tongue was viciously massaging the cock that was rammed down her throat.
Her teeth were even rubbing lightly against the boy's delicate cock head. But that didn't seem to bother him.
In another moment that boy had the entire length of his meat rammed all the way into the girl's mouth and he was shooting load after load of steaming gism down the girl's throat.
When the girl was left lying there behind the bleachers, there was gism dribbling out of every part of her body.
All three of the boys had run away as soon as they had finished shooting inside of her. She had not been surprised to find that Michael was gone as soon as he had finished fucking her.
She looked off in the direction of the field as she picked up her panties and tried to step into them. "Damn you!" she cried out. "Damn you all!"
Pulling on her clothes, Heather could not understand why boys always left her as soon as they had finished cumming. She ground her teeth together. Despite the fact that she was sexually satisfied, she felt very depressed.
Whispering to herself, she said, "All of those boys treat me like I'm dirt. But the one I hate most of all is that damn Alan Seldwyn. He thought he was too good to even fuck me!
"I'm gonna teach Alan a lesson! He'll be sorry that he ever messed with me! Believe me when I say that he'll be sorry!"
Heather brushed her straight red hair back off her forehead and then she emerged from the filthy spot behind the bleachers just as if nothing had happened.
As an afterthought she wiped away the bit of gism that was oozing down the side of her cheek, and she wondered which of the four athletes it was from.
Putting her fingers to her lips she tasted the sweet and thick liquid.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I don't know what's wrong with him, Janet," Alan said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Did you ask him why he's mad at me?" the girl said softly.
Alan paused in the hallway where he was on his way to his first class of the day and he said, "I really have no idea. I have to be honest and tell you that even though I've known Steve since we were both little kids together, this is the first time that he's kept a secret from me!"
"Then he told you about what we had done in my basement?" Janet asked bluntly.
Alan couldn't hide the answer that was printed in his eyes. He nodded to the girl. He knew that she and Steve had had oral sex together.
Janet continued, "Don't you think it's wrong that he used me like that and then decided to treat me like dirt?"
"Yes I do!"
"You do?"
"Even though he's my best friend, Janet, I know that he's wrong for the way that he's acting now. No matter what has happened to him or no matter what you've done, he should be able to be completely honest and open with both of us!"
Janet's eyes were moistening and Alan felt nervous as he realized that the girl was on the verge of a very emotional scene. She leaned forward and pressed her moist face against his shoulder as she said, "I'm just so confused now. I feel like such a fool."
Alan looked around and then patted Janet on the hair as he said, "There's no reason that you should feel like a fool!"
"When a girl puts out for a boy and then finds out that the boy has no interest in her at all, that's enough to make her feel like a fool!" Janet said.
There was no way that Alan could reply to that, so he just said, "I have to get to my class."
"You have fourth period lunch, don't you?" she asked. "Yeah."
"Meet me on the third floor landing. I need someone to talk to, Alan," Janet said with tears in her voice.
"I don't know, Janet," the boy replied a little nervous.
"Please! It would mean so much to me!" the girl said.
At that moment Carrie walked by and said, "Oh, excuse me, Alan!" Then the black-haired girl went running down the corridor.
Alan turned to Janet and said, "I'll be there at fourth period." Then he began to run after Carrie.
When he caught up with Carrie, he said, "Wait! You don't understand!"
"What is there to understand?" the black-haired girl said, trying hard to hold her head straight up. "You are an attractive boy and she is an attractive girl!"
"No! It's not like that at all!" Alan said.
"Please," Carrie said, pulling her arm away from Alan's grip. "Just meet me after school. I will be ready to talk to you then!"
Carrie disappeared around the corner of the corridor, leaving Alan very confused.
When he went to his first class and sat next to Steve, he turned to him and smiled a very friendly, "Good morning."
Steve just nodded silently. Alan had no way of knowing that the reason that his best friend was in such bad spirits was that the streaks on his ass from the whipping that Miss Borden had given him were tightening up and itching like crazy inside of his clothes.
So Alan looked straight forward and then decided that anything that Steve got, Steve deserved.
When fourth period rolled around, Alan rushed up to the third floor landing of the school building. There was no way for them to take attendance during lunch and so the students often disappeared for that hour.
There was no sign of Janet there, but then he heard a voice from above saying, "Up here!"
Alan looked up and saw that Janet was actually up near the roof of the building. He climbed up the extra flight of stairs and turned the corner with Janet.
The two of them were facing the door that led to the roof as Alan said, "I never even knew that we could go out on the roof!"
"We can't!" Janet replied with a little laugh.
"Then, what are we doing up here, above the top floor of the building, facing a locked door?"
"Don't you see? If it were possible to get through the door to the roof, then this area would be crowded with kids rushing up to the roof to goof off. Now since it's just a stairway that leads nowhere, it's always empty and private!"
Alan laughed and said, "That really proves that useless places can be very useful after all!"
"You do get the point!" Janet said, as she sat on the top step.
Alan sat next to her and said, "I'm glad to see that you're in better spirits now!"
Janet leaned back against the locked door to the roof and said, "You can't go around crying all day long!"
"You really like Steve?" Alan asked.
The girl paused and then said, "How can I like him after what he's done to me!"
Alan shrugged and said, "Maybe he'll snap out of it!"
"I don't care!" Janet said. "Look, there are two people involved in this. After having sex with Steve I felt pretty confused and tense also. I needed some tender loving care from the boy instead of the nastiness that I've been getting!"
Alan shrugged and said, "Well, what do you want to do about it?"
"I want to make Steve regret it in some way!" the girl said with a glow in her eyes.
"Regret it?"
"He ought to regret being nasty to me!" the girl announced.
"How are you going to do that?"
"I was going to give Steve my cherry!"
"Well, are you going to not give him your cherry now?"
"Better than that!" Janet announced. "I want to give my cherry to someone else!"
"What sense would that make?"
"That would keep me from ever giving my cherry to Steve, even if I decided to forgive him at some point in the future!"
"B-but, that seems crazy!"
"Alan," Janet said, placing her hand lightly on the boy's arm. "I want you to have my cherry!"
The boy just sat there with his mouth hanging open. His eyes were wide and he was staring at the girl in disbelief. "Steve's my best friend. I can't do that to him!"
"Come on," Janet said softly. "You know that he's been nasty to you! You know that he deserves jt!"
"Janet," the boy began slowly. "I don't want to be beholden to you! You're really getting down on Steve because he had sex with you and then he turned his back on you. Well, there happens to be another girl in the school that I like a lot."
"Is it Carrie?"
Alan nodded and then said, "I can't make any sort of commitment to you Janet! You've gotta know that!"
"And yet," the girl said softly. "I can see that your cock is growing in your pants!"
Alan's face turned slightly red as he realized that the girl could see the enormous lump that was developing in the front of his jeans. He laughed nervously and he said, "Well, you're talking about fucking and cherries and things like that! Of course I'm getting hard!"
"Well," Janet said, rubbing her hand up the inside of the boy's thigh. "Why should you waste it jerking off? Why not use it up on me and my pussy?"
Alan turned to the girl and said, "I hope you really mean that because I don't think I can turn back now!"
"I mean it!" Janet said softly.
The boy's lips met hers and they rubbed their closed mouths together for a moment. Then when the girl felt the boy's tongue rubbing back and forth against her lips, she parted them and allowed the tip of Alan's tongue to make contact with the tip of her tongue.
She was tugging at the buttons on Alan's shirt and then when she tried to pull it off, the boy turned around and almost fell down the steps.
The boy braced himself on the landing and said, "There isn't that much space on this landing. We'd better be careful about that!"
"Yeah," the girl agreed. "I guess we just ought to get undressed."
Without another word, Alan began to tug off his shirt and pants as quickly and methodically as if he had been in the boy's locker room instead of being near the roof of the school with a beautiful girl.
Janet was also stripping out of her clothes. She was down to her panties and the boy reached out to touch one of her nipples. The girl slapped his hand away from her exposed boobs and said, "I want to see you naked first!"
"Want to inspect the merchandise?" Alan asked with a raucous laugh.
"I'll let you see the merchandise that you're getting," Janet said coyly as she reached her fingers into the clinging waistband of her panties.
Alan quickly peeled his jockey shorts down his legs at the same time that Janet stripped out of her panties. They just sat looking at each other for a long moment. The girl's pussy was steaming and dribbling and the boy's cock was firm and bobbing up and down.
Janet reached out and took the thick cock in her fingers. She ran the tips of her fingers very lightly up and down the length of the hard tool.
Then the boy reached over to the girl and he gently rubbed his fingers against the moist wrinkled flesh of the girl's pussy lips.
His index finger rubbed up in between the cunt lips and he felt as if he had just thrust his finger into an oven. He pulled out quickly.
"What's the matter?" she asked. "Did it try to bite you?"
Missing the joke entirely, Alan said, "I thought my finger was gonna get broiled!"
Janet smiled and laughed as she said, "That's not what I want to broil! Fuck me!"
She got on her back on the landing and the boy spread her legs as wide as he could. He looked into her face and said, ."You know that I've never fucked a pussy before!"
"Good! Then if I have a lousy cunt, you won't know!" Janet chuckled nervously.
"You're always making with jokes!"
"Yeah," the girl shrugged. "I'm nervous!"
The boy leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips as he said, "Don't be. You have a beautiful cunt!"
"Then shut up and fuck me!" she said softly.
Mounting her, he wanted to spread her legs even wider than they were.
Due to the limitations of space on the landing, he placed her right leg down on the top step and he placed her left leg up in the air.
Her legs were then spread so very wide that even her cunt lips were parted.
Alan pressed his cock head against the tight opening and he felt the pussy flesh part slightly and mold itself around the head of his cock.
"It's like warm clay that's taking the shape of my cock!"-
"Is that the best you can say about my virgin pussy?"
"Oh, but it feels wonderful! It's a thrilling feeling to have my cock wrapped in all of that tight warmth. And it's so juicy!"
"Just keep on talking," Janet said. "It's getting juicier by the minute!"
Alan pushed forward with his hips and he felt his cock edge a little bit deeper into the cunt. But then he felt a firm wall of flesh that was right in front of the broad edge of his hard meat.
"This is it!" he hissed quietly.
"This is almost it!" the girl said with great meaning.
"Just one more push!"
"Do it!" she whispered. "Oh, I want you to do it!"
Alan arched his hips up so that he could get more leverage and then he rammed forward, feeling the girl's cherry ripping before him.
As he smashed through the tender flesh of her hymen, he could feel the warmth of her virgin blood surrounding his own virgin cock. But then he felt the pussy flesh expanding around him as he pushed forward.
Even though the cunt meat was parting in front of his attack, he could feel the flesh getting spongier as it filled up with more of the fluid that was filling up the girl's hole from all of the excitement that she felt.
Then Alan began to move in and out of the love slit. Each time that he pulled back, the girl's pussy flesh seemed to collapse back down, filling in the empty space that the retreating boy had left.
When he would push forward into her hole, he could feel the cunt flesh parting due to the pressure of his invading cock.
All of those movements back and forth were driving the girl absolutely wild because she was also very aware of the boy's cock rubbing against her pussy flesh and urging the cock juice out of her body.
And then there was the sound of feet on the steps. Alan stopped moving. He looked at Janet and the girl whispered, "Nobody ever comes up here!"
His eyes widened. He didn't dare to reply to the girl, even in a whisper.
But then the footsteps stopped before they rounded the corner. There were two sets of footsteps, a man's and a woman's. If they just took another step up they would be able to see the two naked youngsters who were locked in a fucking position at the top of the stairs.
The man's voice was low as he said, "I want to know why you've been refusing me sex!"
"Why shouldn't I?" the woman said.
"It's because of that damned sex education class! You're pissed about having to teach it again next year and you want to take that out on me!" the man said.
Alan and Janet looked at each other and their eyes were wide with wonder. They were listening in on a private conversation between the principal and the sex education teacher.
"Maybe it isn't that at all!" Miss Borden said. "Maybe I found someone who can fuck better than you can!"
"What?"
"Maybe I found someone with a better cock than you have?" she said.
"You're just making that up!" the principal said.
"That's what you think!" Miss Borden said. Even though Alan and Janet could not see the conversation, they could both hear the fact that the woman was smiling.
"Who?"
"It's none of your fucking business!" Miss Borden snarled.
"Is it a student?" the man said. "I always knew that you were hot for the young ones!"
"Fuck off!" the woman hissed and then she rushed quickly down the stairs.
The two young people who were still safely hidden at the top of the stairs looked at each other as they heard the principal shouting, "Miss Borden. I must speak to you, Miss Borden!"
Alan finally broke the silence by saying, "They almost caught us! I think my heart was standing still when they started to come up the steps!"
"Screw that!" Janet said. "I 'think we would've been in more trouble for having heard that conversation!"
"Imagine!" Alan remarked. "The principal was fucking Miss Borden. Miss Borden is so convinced that all sex is bad and she was getting it hot and hard from the principal!"
"I have an idea," Janet said.
"What's that?"
"Shut up and fuck!"
The boy was aware that his cock was still in the girl's pussy and he was aware that he still had a raging hard-on, so he smiled and said, "Good idea!" as he began to slide his cock back out of the supple pussy lips.
He rammed forward again and then slid back. The girl was on fire with each of the movements that the boy was making inside of her.
The pain of the virgin blood was gone and she now had the wonderful warming feeling of the cock in her pussy.
Alan felt the warmth of the pussy flesh all wrapped around him and he was shivering and shuddering in reaction to the moist friction.
Then he slammed forward and felt his cock head rip into the girl's hot flesh. His balls tightened up against his body and she could feel the hairy orbs rubbing against the delicate flesh on the inside of her thighs.
A moment after that, the boy's cock head arched up and seemed to grow even longer as the cock juice went speeding up the length of the thick shaft and shooting out into the girl's inflamed vagina.
"Yes!" she cried out in a low moan.
"That's right!" the boy grunted, nearly out of breath as he felt the gism speed up into the girl's hot hole.
And then the two of them were laughing together as they felt the cock and the pussy rubbing and tickling wildly, exciting the passions that they both felt.
When Alan finally pulled his cock out of the girl's pussy, there was a trickling stream that flowed from her abused and battered hole. The combination of cock juice and cunt cream and virgin blood that mingled together in her twat and was now drooling down into the crack that separated her ass cheek from her leg.
"I hope you're not sorry now," Alan said softly to the girl.
"Sorry? It was wonderful!" Janet groaned as she embraced him.
"Yeah, wonderful," Alan said, pulling away from the girl so that he could get his clothes. "But I think that it's time for us to get to our next class!"
Just as the boy was pulling his underpants up his legs, the bell rang that signified the end of the period.
"You see?" Alan said.
Janet grabbed up her panties and tugged them on. "You've gotta help me with my bra. I'm all thumbs!" the girl said.
"We don't have any time! It's Miss Borden's class and you know how strict she is when you come in late!" the boy said.
Despite all of the fumbling that they did between them, the two of them finally managed to get completely dressed. They rushed together to Miss Borden's class, knowing that she would be angry about the lateness.
As Janet opened the door and stepped in, the class was silent. Then Alan stepped in behind her and the classroom began to buzz.
"I will have silence here!" the woman said, banging her ruler on the desk.
Then she turned to the two young people and said, "I suppose that you both have good reasons for being late!"
"We didn't hear the bell!" Janet blurted out.
"Where were you that you didn't hear the bell?" the tall golden haired woman asked slowly.
"There are some bells in this school that don't ring when the other ones do. They ought to be reported to the super."
In a voice that was obviously humoring the girl, the tall woman said, "Well, you'd better let me know which bell it was so that I can report it to the super!"
Janet looked over at Alan and then Miss Borden said, "You will not find the answer to the question on Alan's face! If you were telling me the truth you would not have to pause at all. I just want to know where you were."
Alan realized that if they told the woman the exact location of where they had been during the last period, she would then realize that they had overheard the sexual conversation that she had had with the principal.
The boy said, "I'm sorry that we were off the school grounds, Miss Borden."
"Off the school grounds!" she said as if the words were a declaration of war.
She looked Over to Janet and said, "What did he do or say to lure you off the school grounds!"
"Nothing, Miss Borden! It was me! I was the one who wanted him to come with me!" Janet said suddenly.
"What did you do? What did the two of you want?"
"I just needed to talk to someone. I was feeling bad about something and Alan was willing to listen to me," Janet said.
The entire classroom was watching this scene and there were some very attentive people. Steve was very interested in the fact that the girl he had had sex with was somewhere with his best friend.
Carrie was also interested to see that the boy she was willing to give her body to had been off somewhere with another girl.
"I don't believe you," Miss Borden snarled.
"Wh-what?"
She slammed her ruler repeatedly on the desk as she said, "You are nasty young people and you are preoccupied with sex. I know that that is the one thing that you are constantly pursuing! And I know that that was what you were doing just now!"
The entire class was stunned. But no one was as stunned as Alan and Janet were. The two of them could not deny the teacher's statement because in this instance it happened to be true.
Alan choked back some words. He was on the verge of exploding and telling the teacher that he had heard the entire sordid conversation that had gone on between her and the principal. But he knew that it would be an impetuous and a foolish act.
"I want you up on a chair, young man!" the nasty woman said.
As Janet took her seat in the class, she watched as the boy who had just taken her cherry got up on a chair, leaning over the back with his ass arched toward the front of the chair, an easy target for the sadistic teacher.
Then the leather strap came ripping across the boy's tight young buttocks. Janet's eyes moistened as she remembered the way that she had clutched her long fingers into the flesh of the boy's naked ass and she imagined the aching that he was feeling as the strap slapped down hard against his young flesh.
Heather was smiling softly. Ever since Alan had refused to fuck her she had wanted to see him getting hurt. Now she was glad to be observing this punishment. But she was still anticipating more. She was still going to get even with the boy.
CHAPTER SIX
When Alan left the school building he looked around for Carrie and saw that she was already on her way without him.
"Hey, wait up!" Alan called out, running after the girl.
Carrie stopped and looked down, modestly. When Alan caught up with her, he said, "I said that I would walk you home, Carrie."
"I know, but you had such a big day today that I didn't know if you still wanted to see me." There was no malice at all in Carrie's voice, just the sweet modesty of one who doesn't yet know how beautiful she is.
"I said that I did," Alan demanded as he grabbed the girl's books away and carried them along with his own.
Carrie smiled and walked alongside Alan as they disappeared into the woods. Finally the black-haired girl broke the silence as she said, "She is very beautiful!"
"Who is?" Alan asked.
"Janet. Janet is a beautiful girl."
"Yes," Alan said. After a pause when Carrie looked away so that the boy would not see the moisture in her eyes, he added, "But you are also very beautiful."
"I am?" she said, quickly. Then she blushed and looked away. "Forgive me for asking that."
"The answer is yes."
"Thank you," Carrie said. "I have found you very handsome."
"Thank you," Alan replied.
"But I know that if you do anything with any other girl or if you go out with any other girl that I have no rights to say anything," Carrie added very quickly, without even stopping for a breath.
"What?"
"I cannot go out with you. My father does not allow me on dates. I know that I cannot be your girlfriend if I do not go out with you. So I must expect that you will go out with other girls."
Alan took Carrie's hand. She felt the electricity that was coursing through her fingers as the boy touched her.
"You are so lovely, Carrie," Alan said softly.
"We have already been through my beauty and your handsome looks. But that does not change the fact that I cannot be your girlfriend because I cannot go out with you!"
"But if I like you better than any of the other girls, doesn't that count for something?" Alan asked softly.
"Do you?" Carrie asked.
Alan nodded and their lips met almost as if they had been drawn together with a magnet.
"Let me speak," Carrie said.
"Okay," Alan laughed. "Speak!"
"Do not interrupt and do not laugh. You will remember that yesterday I told you that I would decide on something tomorrow? Well, today is the tomorrow that I was planning for yesterday."
"I was wondering...."
"Do not interrupt!" the girl said sharply.
Alan nodded and watched her intense black eyes as she gazed at him and said, "I have had to think about this for a long time. It has meant a great deal to-me to be a good girl. I do not wish to be like the other girls and to be sexually promiscuous.
"And yet to you I must admit the fact that I have felt sexual fires burning inside of my body and I have not been able to tame them. But when I stop now and look at the cause of these sexual fires I can see that you are there!"
"Me?" Alan said, raising his voice.
"You are the reason for the sexual flame inside of me and so I see no reason to refuse you. I want you to take my cherry," the black-haired girl said softly. And that was the first time that she dropped her gaze from Alan's gaze and looked down at the ground.
"Carrie!" he said softly, lifting her head up in his hand and looking into her eyes.
"Please fuck me! I want you to do it to me!" Carrie said with all of the refinement and breeding of her aristocratic Cuban background.
"You're a virgin," Alan said. "Are you sure that you know what you're doing?"
A smile raced across her face as she nodded her head and blushed. "I want you, Alan. I even want you more than I want my virginity!"
Alan pressed the girl against a tree. She could feel his powerful body crushing down the curves of her body and she could feel the growing lump in the front of his pants.
That morning the boy had been a virgin and this was the second cherry that he was being invited to bust in one day's time!
As Alan's fingers worked busily at the girl's skirt, her fingers began to trace the outline of the hardening cock that was stuffed so tightly into his pants.
The girl unzipped the boy's pants and he grasped at her fingers as he whispered, "Carrie, don't change your mind! I mean, if you're gonna change your mind do it now! Once I have my cock out I won't be able to just shrug my shoulders and walk away!"
Without hesitation the beautiful black-haired girl said, "I won't change my mind. I want you to have my cherry."
Even though the two of them were speaking in whispers, there was someone nearby who could hear every word that they were saying. When there was a movement in the bushes nearby, Carrie and Alan thought that it was some chipmunk and paid no attention at all.
Their lips met in another kiss. At the moment that was the only thing that mattered to the two of them.
At the school building, Miss Borden was pacing back and forth in her office. There was a knock on her door and when she opened it she saw that Steve was there.
"It's about time!" she snarled.
"My last class ran a little bit late," the boy said, shuffling his feet back and forth.
Once the woman had ushered him into the room and had shut the door behind him, she said, "Bull! You were just scared to come here!"
He turned to her but he could not deny her charge. There was too much truth in what she said.
Before the boy had a chance to say anything, the woman snarled, "Take your clothes off. I want you naked!"
Steve began to unbutton his shirt, but then he said, "How long will this keep going on?"
"What?"
"It's true that you could have me expelled because of that nude picture you have of me. But how long are you going to keep forcing me to be your sex slave?" Steve asked in a calm and low voice.
"That's none of your fuckin' business!" the woman sneered at him.
"B-but...."
"I want you naked!" she commanded, stamping her foot.
The boy peeled out of all of his clothes without any of the modesty that had troubled him the last time he had been with this woman. She already knew what his naked body looked like and she already knew what his throbbing hard-on looked like.
When all of these things were exposed, she ran her long fingers around his firm cock. The boy cleared his throat and then said, "I just want to know how come you're so down on sex in class!"
"How dare you?"
"I mean, you always tell us that sex is dirty and disgusting. And yet you seem to enjoy sex!" Steve said.
"Keep your mouth shut with that filthy talk!" the woman said, taking one step in the direction of the boy.
"But it's not filthy talk! It's wonderful!" Steve announced, stepping backwards. "Sex can be wonderful!"
"That dirty mind of yours needs to be taught a real lesson!" the woman said as she grabbed her leather strap out of the desk drawer.
She raised it into the air and described an arc with it that was pointing directly at the boy's nipples. But he reached up and grabbed the leather strap from the woman, feeling a red stripe being imprinted against his arm as he did so.
Miss Borden tugged on the leather and tried to pull it from the boy as she said, "Are you defying me?"
He let go of his end of the strap as he lamely tried to explain, "I couldn't help it. It was just a natural reaction. I just naturally wanted to protect myself!"
"I will teach you what we do with natural reactions!" the woman announced in a vicious tone. "Get on top of the desk!"
"On top of the desk?" the boy asked weakly.
"Get on your back!"
He climbed up on the desk and before he got onto his back he said, "Is this really necessary, Miss Borden?"
"I want you to follow all of my orders without any hesitation! If you do not do that, I will see to it that you are expelled from the school! Is that clear?"
The boy didn't say a word as he got onto the desk and sprawled out on his back.
Once again, the vicious teacher produced some rope. She bound each of the boy's arms to a different leg of the oak desk. Then she wrapped the rope around his thighs and bound him to the desk top with those limbs as well.
Steve looked down at his thick cock that was lying across his belly and he felt a nervous twitch in his stomach muscles as he realized how very defenseless he was.
The entire front of his naked body was exposed and open to the woman's attacks and he just had to wait to see what she was going to do to him.
"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" Steve asked, terrified.
"First I am going to teach you that you must always obey your teacher without any questions or hesitations!" Miss Borden said in a calm voice.
"And then?" Steve asked, swallowing hard.
"Then we are both going to have some fun! I'm going to ride your cock!" the woman announced.
"R-ride it?" the boy said, a little bit confused.
"You will understand everything when the time comes!"
Steve's eyes widened as he watched the whip reach up for the sky. He tensed the muscles in all of his limbs in a futile last attempt to break free of the bonds that were holding him to the desk.
Then he watched as the stinging leather of the whip journeyed down toward his body. It seemed to be moving in slow motion and as the boy saw the whip come closer to his chest he tensed the muscles as tight as he could.
The viciously hot whip sliced right across the boy's left nipple. It left a cut right through the middle of the tender bit of pink flesh.
Steve gnashed his teeth together and then he saw as the whip immediately rose back up into the sky and then came down in the direction of his other nipple.
The whip sliced cleanly through his right tit and then the boy was in agony. He inhaled sharply through his clenched teeth and he was working very hard to try not to cry out in pain. He didn't want to give the evil woman the satisfaction of hearing him.
She was an expert with the whip. She aimed it at the boy's belly and sliced right down across the little bit of dark hair that formed a line to his belly button.
And then Steve winced with terror as he felt the whip lash right across his patch of dark pubic hair.
"No! Don't!" he cried out.
"Don't do what?" she asked, coyly.
"D-don't hurt me!"
But then the whip lashed right across the side of the boy's rock-hard cock and even grazed his balls. It was a stinging sensation that continued to course up and down his spine in the same way that a ringing will continue in the ears.
Steve gasped out. He wasn't even aware of the knock on the door of the room.
As Miss Borden called out, "Who is it?" She was peeling her panties down her long and shapely legs.
"It's Heather, Miss Borden, and it's real important that I talk to you!" the voice from the other side of the door called out.
The tall and elegant teacher stuffed her panties into the mouth of the curly haired boy who was bound to the top of her desk. Then she smoothed out her skirt and went to the door, satisfied that her victim could not escape and could not call out for help.
Miss Borden slithered out of the door with a nasty expression on her face as she said, "Heather, you shouldn't be on the school grounds! Why have you disturbed me?"
In her sweetest voice the redheaded girl cooed, "I'm so sorry to disturb you, Miss Borden. But there's something terrible going on that I thought you should know about!"
"And what is that?"
Heather looked away as if she were terribly embarrassed and then she said, "There are two kids on the property behind the school and they're having sex!"
"Having sex?"
The young redheaded girl nodded and said, "I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do. But then I decided to see if you were still here. I feel certain that you would know how to handle that horrible situation!"
"Thank you, Heather," the woman said, not realizing that the young girl was a terrible faker who just wanted to get revenge against Alan, the boy who had refused to fuck her. "You did the right thing in coming to me!"
Miss Borden turned back toward her door. She knew that she had left Steve there, tied up naked to the top of her desk and she wanted to say something to him. But Heather pulled on the woman's arm and said, "We have to go quickly or they might be done!"
"Yes," the woman agreed and she followed the redheaded girl out of the school and toward the woods.
Alan was naked on top of Carrie. The dark-haired girl was squirming on the ground and she could feel some of the moisture of Alan's cock head oozing out and making her soft pink flesh slick and smooth.
Reaching down she squeezed his balls so that she could feel the fullness of gism that was down there.
"Is this what is called the foreplay?" the Cuban girl asked softly.
"This is what is called the foreplay!" Alan said with a laugh.
She reached her hands around the boy's body and she pressed him tightly against her body as she said, "I think that I like this part best of all!"
How do you know, silly?" Alan said, kissing Carrie on her turned up nose. "We haven't gotten to the other part yet!"
"I like cuddling and being close to you! I think that is what my dream has been about!" the girl said softly.
Alan reached around Carrie's body and squeezed her as hard as he could.
"Is it time now?" she asked softly.
"It is time for me to put it in you!" he replied.
"Oh, yes! I want to feel it inside me!" the girl moaned.
Alan pressed his thick cock head against the clinging lips of the girl's pussy and then he pushed forward.
But just at that point there was a familiar voice from the bushes that called out, "Stop right there!"
Alan froze. He looked down into Carrie's eyes and saw that her eyes had grown wider as she was looking up into his face. Alan turned around and saw that Miss Borden was standing directly over them.
"You will both get dressed immediately!" the woman commanded.
As Alan slid off of Carrie's body, he put his hands in front of his body to try to hide the thickness of his cock. But even both of his hands were not enough to actually hide the cock from view.
Miss Borden licked her lips in anticipation as she watched the boy turn his back to her so that he could pull up his underpants. She knew that she was going to get those underpants back down again very soon. And she also knew that his tight white ass was not going to be so white when she was through with the boy.
She was shocked to see the beautiful Cuban girl naked on the ground. Carrie was luscious and well-rounded, but as Miss Borden snarled, "I always expected that you were a good girl, Carrie!"
"I am a good girl!" she said quickly. "I mean, I was a good girl! I never did this with any boy before this!"
"Then why were you doing this now, Carrie?" the teacher asked in a methodical voice that sounded as if she were quizzing a class.
Carrie was still naked as she said, "I did this because I care for Alan. Because I know that Alan is a good person and I want, him to have my body!"
Miss Borden nodded her head slowly as she said, "Just as I suspected. You did this because this boy seduced you!"
"No!" Carrie called out.
"Get your clothes on and get home!" the woman commanded. "This boy will come with me where I can punish him properly!"
She looked up at Alan where he was standing in just his white underpants. She could see the outline of his hard cock in the white shorts.
Then, Heather stepped out from the shrubs behind the woman and said, "Is that all, Miss Borden?"
"Yes, thank you Heather!" the woman said. "You deserve a great deal of credit for having been good and moral and for having reported this terrible thing that was going on!"
The redheaded girl looked over toward Alan and winked. He remembered the fact that he had refused to have sex with her on the previous day and he realized that this was the trampy girl's way of having revenge on him.
In a sweet voice, the girl said, "I'm always glad to be of help, Miss Borden!"
Alan was stunned. He knew that Heather was a girl who would fuck the entire school. But she was going off through the wooded area while he and Carrie would face punishment for their one attempt at a romantic fuck.
Carrie was almost completely dressed as she said, "Miss Borden, we didn't even do it yet. I mean, I am still a virgin!"
"Good!" the teacher announced. Then she turned and looked at Alan who was pulling his pants up his legs and she said; "I will see to it that this boy learns his lesson and makes no more attempts to take your cherry."
Carrie sighed. She had gone through so much personal confusion before she decided that she would let the boy fuck her. Now she was to be denied the fucking that she desired.
When Miss Borden opened the door to her office and shoved Alan inside, the boy was. stunned at the sight in front of him.
There was Steve, Alan's best friend, tied up naked on top of the woman's desk, and her panties were stuffed in Steve's mouth so that the boy couldn't say anything.
Alan turned to Miss Borden and began to say, "Wh-what?"
"You don't have the right to ask any questions! You just have the right to be punished!" Miss Borden said sharply.
The boy looked at his bound friend and noticed the red lines that were across Steve's body. He wondered if this would be his fate as well.
Miss Borden hissed, "I want you stripped naked, boy. Just like your friend!" Then she laughed.
Alan paused and said, "But how can you do such a thing?"
"You are not to ask me questions! Steve was foolish enough to ask me questions and he has been properly punished for that!"
"I will not take my clothes off!" Alan said, crossing his arms and setting his jaw at a determined angle as he faced the woman.
"How dare you defy me?"
"In fact, I will report you to the principal for asking me to undress and for having Steve here naked and tied up and whipped!"
"And what do you think that the principal will say to you?" she asked. "Do you think that he might say that you're crazy?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why should he believe you?" she said slowly.
"Well, uh...." Alan began cautiously.
"On the other hand I have the word of Heather. She came to my office and brought me to the spot where you and Carrie were naked on the school property and about to fuck together. I could have you expelled from school for that."
"Just try it!" Alan said with a determined expression.
It was a game of bluffing and Miss Borden knew that she had one more ace up her sleeve. "If I punish you now, then I shall just punish you. But if I report the incident and have you expelled I will also see to it that Carrie gets expelled at the same time."
"Carrie?"
"She was the one that you were fucking with!" the woman said calmly.
Alan gave away his concern with the expression on his face as he said, "No! Carrie's father is very strict. He would never understand. Please don't have Carrie expelled. You can make all the trouble that you want for me, but don't do it to Carrie!"
"Take off your clothes!"
Alan looked at the beautiful woman for a long moment and then he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
He was soon stripped down to his jockey shorts. He looked up at the woman and knew that she meant business as far as this was concerned so he reached into the waistband of his shorts and he peeled them down his well-muscled legs.
Looking up at the woman anxiously, he waited for her next command.
She walked around behind him and ran her hand lightly along the peach fuzz flesh of his tight young ass cheeks. "Do you know how many times I have whipped this ass of yours?"
"N-no," Alan replied softly.
"All those times I had to whip you through your pants and your underwear. But now I am going to do it the right way. Now I am going to feel my whip getting stuck against the soft flesh!" she hissed and then she cackled with a laugh as she ordered Alan to lean over the edge of the chair.
He had been in this same position dozens of times. But this was the first time that he had ever been in the position without his clothes on. He felt very vulnerable as he felt the woman's hands touch his hips on either side so that she could pull his ass further forward.
"Stick that ass out! I want a good target!" she sneered.
Then he heard the whistling sound of the whip and soon enough he heard the crack against the naked flesh of his bottom.
It was certainly different getting whipped while he was naked compared to getting whipped with his pants on. He looked over his shoulder and he saw that the tall and elegant woman was rubbing her hand against her pussy lips as she raised the whip up into the air one more time.
CHAPTER SEVEN
What Miss Borden never suspected as she was whipping Alan's ass inside of her office, was that Carrie was right outside of her office door.
Carrie had always been a very good and obedient girl. She had never been any trouble in school or at home and she never broke any rules. But as she saw the boy that she loved being dragged away to face punishment from the sadistic teacher, she knew that she had to follow.
Silently she had followed to Miss Borden's office and she listened at the door, shocked by what she heard.
But Carrie did not know what to do about it. She knew that there was not much time to waste and so she figured that the best bet would be to call someone for advice.
Sneaking to the phone that was near the front of the school, the girl phoned Janet. She remembered that Janet said that Alan had been there to talk to her when she had needed someone and she thought that Janet might be willing to help Alan now.
"What's going on inside of that office?" Janet asked with a note of shocked surprise in her voice.
"The best that I can figure out is that Steve is tied up there and Alan is now naked and getting whipped," Carrie said.
There was a pause and then Janet said, "If this were anybody else but you, Carrie, I would figure that this was some kind of joke!"
"It is not a joke!"
"I can tell from your tone of voice."
"What can we do? We must do something to help the boys!"
"I have an idea," Janet said. "Meet me out in the front of the school. I'll be there as fast as I can!"
Meanwhile, inside of the office, Miss Borden had just finished whipping Alan's naked ass. Her wrist was tired as she tossed the whip down and massaged it with her other hand.
"Okay, sit down!" the woman commanded.
Alan could scarcely move. His ass and his lower back were battered terribly. "Y-you want me to sit down?"
"I commanded you to sit!" the woman said harshly.
Alan looked down at the hard wood of the chair and he imagined the way that it would feel rubbing against the tender and battered flesh of his ass cheeks.
He looked up at the woman with his big beagle eyes, but they were having no effect on Miss Borden. Her face was as firmly set as a stone and she waited to see the boy sitting.
"It would be a shame if you underwent all of the whipping for nothing."
"F-for nothing?"
"If you do not continue to obey all of my orders, I will see to it that that trashy little Cuban girl also gets punished!"
"She's not trashy!" Alan said quickly, almost forgetting his tenuous position as captive in the room.
"Sit down!"
Alan sat down lightly in the chair, letting his ass cheeks barely touch the seat of the hard wooden chair. His leg muscles were as tensed as they could be and his arms were rigid at his sides.
Then he suddenly felt the woman pull at his legs with rope and the next thing he knew his legs were being tied up to the legs of the chair. His arms were tied up to the arms of the chair.
The boy looked to his side, aware of the fact that his friend was still tied up to the table top.
And then Miss Borden reached down and began to stroke Alan's thick cock. She pressed her fingers tightly around the thick shaft of meat and she urged the cock juice up toward the head.
"This is going to feel very nice inside me!" the woman laughed.
Alan's eyes widened. He had no idea what else she was planning to do. But he watched as she peeled her blouse off and then took her bra off.
She wriggled out of her skirt and then stood directly in front of the boy with her fingers in the waistband of her panties. "You want to see what I have inside of these, don't you?" she said.
Alan was too frightened to reply. Besides, he didn't know what answer she would have approved of.
But in a moment, even without the boy replying to the question, he watched as her panties peeled off of her slim and well-formed hips, and then down her legs.
She stood naked in front of him as she grasped onto his cock.
Squatting over his lap, the woman pressed down so that her pussy lips were right at the head of the boy's cock.
Once she had worked her way down so that her pussy was surrounding the cock head, she rammed down so that in one move she had impaled herself on the hard fuck-pole.
Her rounded ass cheeks pressed suddenly against the boy's cum-filled balls and his ass was squashed down against the hard wood of the chair.
The pressure against his battered ass was terrible as he felt the slab that was the seat of the chair rubbing against all of the red marks that had been left on his ass from the vicious whipping that the woman had given him.
Alan shut his eyes to try to shut out the pain that he felt coursing through his body.
But soon the woman was riding up and down on his cock. On the one hand she was squeezing on the hard cock with her clinging pussy lips and making the boy feel wonderful as she worked the firm slab of flesh.
On the other hand, each time that she slammed down against the boy, she was pressing his battered and bloodied ass into the hard seat of the chair.
Each time that she pulled up from his cock, she was pulling his body a little bit. He felt as if his ass were glued to the chair and that the tugging from the woman was ripping at the glue.
He ground his teeth together. But the woman was not paying attention to the boy's reactions. She didn't care about his reactions. She was too involved in the wonderful feeling that was going on inside of her own pussy.
Her cunt flesh was wriggling excitedly around the boy's firm cock. As she rubbed up and down he felt the pressure of her moist pussy getting tighter and tighter around his cock.
And then the woman rammed back down against the boy's balls and he could feel the squeezing that was going on and driving him nearly mad.
Her pussy flesh had expanded and become very spongy with the addition of the cunt cream that was drooling out of her body. That moist friction as the flesh seemed to be sliding all around the captive cock was sucking the juice out of the boy's thick organ.
Just at that moment, the door opened wide.
Janet and Carrie were standing there. Janet automatically put her instant camera up to her left eye and she began to snap pictures.
By the time that Miss Borden, already in the midst of an orgasm, had figured out what was going on, Janet had already taken three pictures. Then the beautiful young girl went around to another angle so that she could show the fact that Steve was tied up to Miss Borden's desk while Miss Borden was riding the cock of the other bound boy.
"What the hell...." the tall woman started to say as she slid off of the young boy's cock.
"Smile, Miss Borden!" Carrie called out.
"You little pussies! I'll get both of you!" the woman screamed. But by that time, Janet was already running down the hall with the camera in her hand.
Miss Borden realized that she was naked and could not follow the girl. She turned her wrath on Carrie and said, "Now you can tell me what the hell you little brats thought you were going to get away with!"
"Miss Borden, aren't you forgetting something?" the young girl said in a very sweet and polite tone.
"What?"
"Aren't you forgetting the fact that we have photos which show the sexual perversions that you enjoy? We have photos showing you fucking with two boys who were tied up in your office!
Miss Borden was silent as she waited for the girl to complete the thought. Then Carrie said, "I think that you should begin by untying the two boys!"
"Wh-what?"
"Miss Borden," Alan called out. "Unless you do everything that we tell you to do, we will see to it that the principal and the school board get to see all of those pictures of you!"
The tall and sensual woman rushed around behind Alan's back and quickly started to untie his hands. Then she rushed over to Steve and pulled the panties out of his mouth.
"Now you can all leave here," the woman said as she picked up her panties.
"Leave?" Steve said as he stroked his thick cock. "That wasn't exactly what was on my mind!"
"Perhaps I should leave," Carrie said, blushing a little.
Steve looked at the girl and said, "I want revenge against this woman."
"I can understand that. But it doesn't change the fact that I am still a good girl and I am not made to witness sexual things." With that Carrie slipped out of the room.
Miss Borden was stepping into her panties as she said, "Wh-what do you two think you're doing? You're crazy if you think that I'll let you lay a finger on me!"
Steve pushed her back against the desk and said, "And you're crazy if you think that we won't pay you back for what you did to both of us!"
The boys looked at each other. They each had red marks on their bodies from the whip of the same sadistic schoolteacher.
"Maybe you understand now why I was in such bad spirits these last few days," Steve said to his friend.
"How had she managed to make you into her sex slave?" Alan asked.
Steve smiled and said, "It was Janet and her camera."
"Huh?"
"Janet wanted a naked picture of me. Somehow, Miss Borden got her hands on the picture and she threatened to have me expelled if I didn't do anything she told me to do!"
"But now we have better pictures of her, all thanks to that same camera," Alan said.
"Yes," Steve, agreed. "You can see why I was so pissed at Janet. It was her foolishness or clumsiness or something that managed to lose the picture of me and get me into all this trouble in the first place."
"But now she's made up for it!" Alan said.
"She sure has!"
"Cut this bullshit," Miss Borden said. "What are you going to do to me?
Alan and Steve looked at each other and then Steve grabbed the woman in a full nelson as Alan picked up the whip.
"First we're gonna whip the front of your body," Alan said with a playful quality in his voice.
"No!" the woman cried out as her eyes-widened.
The whip went up into the air and then came down across her left nipple and sliced right through.
Then the whip wildly slashed lower and cut right across her pussy patch, leaving a rip in the midst of her cunt hairs.
As the whip came down a third time and slashed across the top of her left thigh, she clasped her thighs together to try to protect the most delicate bit of her body.
But her timing was one moment off. As she slapped the firmly fleshed thighs together, she actually managed to catch the whip between the soft white flesh of her legs.
As the boy tugged the whip away from the captive and sweaty spot, the woman managed to have the wrinkled flesh of her cunt lips actually get ripped in the process.
Alan tossed the whip aside and grabbed the woman from the front. Her breasts were pressed down against his broad young chest.
His arms were up under her armpits and she was firmly in his grasp.
Once that was accomplished, Steve reached for the whip and began to slash and lash at the woman's tender back.
He was moving so quickly that stripe after stripe just seemed to suddenly appear on the delicately white flesh of the woman's ass cheeks.
Meanwhile, with the pressure of the woman's body rubbing against his body, Alan had a firmly erect cock.
He leaned down, bending his legs at the knees so that his cock head would be low enough to press against the woman's pussy lips.
Then he shoved forward, his hard dick ramming into her cunt lips and spreading the woman's pussy apart.
Miss Borden grunted and Steve shouted out, "That's the way to do it, Alan!" Alan looked over the woman's shoulder and he smiled at his friend.
Alan leaned back against the woman's oak desk, forgetting about the pain of the whipping that he had just been through.
"Hold her from the other side!" Alan called to his friend.
Steve got a firm hold of the woman under her armpits and he pressed against her back as his friend shoved his cock into the front of her pussy.
"I got it in!" Alan cried out. "I got it all inside her!"
Then with a great effort, especially around his knees, Alan began to fuck in and out of the woman's cunt. She felt the movement of her pussy flesh as the cock head rubbed back and forth against the delicate interior.
Alan's cock was urging more and more of the woman's cunt juice out of her body.
Miss Borden was very much aware of the pressure on both sides of her body as she felt the boy behind her pressing her into the boy who was in front of her. But then she felt a new pressure behind her.
Steve's cock was hard as a rock as she said, "Y.-you're not gonna put that up my ass, you filthy little brat!"
"Watch out who you call a filthy brat, you sex-hungry cunt!"
"How dare you?"
"I dare!" Steve said. "It's sick people like you who use education to further your diseased ideas that make the schools such a terrible place to be! You hate sex and you wanted all of the kids in the class to hate sex also!
"But at the same time you were a hypocrite because you knew that you craved sex!"
"Yeah," Alan agreed, as he slid his cock in and out of the woman's cunt. "The only thing is that you just want to have sex that'll be mean and nasty and ugly!"
Miss Borden closed her eyes. She didn't want to hear anymore of this. But then she felt another tug behind her and she called out, "Wh-what are you trying to do to me, Steve?"
"You'll see soon enough!" the smug boy snarled.
The woman's eyes widened as she felt the cock head of the curly haired boy pressing against the back of her pussy lips. "Y-you can't fit your cock into my pussy at the same time that you're friend is fucking me!" the woman said in a high-pitched and shocked voice.
"That's what we're gonna find out!" Steve announced.
"Yeah," Alan laughed. "This is a school! We should do experimenting and discover things!"
Just as the younger boy said that the woman then felt the second cock pulling at the back of her pussy lips and then pressing into the tender lips of her cunt.
She grunted as the cock head entered her.
Alan continued to fuck the woman just as if there were nothing else happening. But each time that Alan pushed into the pussy, he was helping his friend to push his cock into the pussy as well.
Soon the woman had two thick cocks filling up her pussy. Each boy was moving independently of his friend. As Alan kept rubbing up and down inside of the woman's body, he could feel the moist texture of the woman's pussy flesh on the top of his cock. And he could feel the heat and hardness of Steve's fucking cock moving against the bottom of his cock.
"Y-you're stretching me out! You're pulling my pussy apart!" the woman groaned and grunted.
Alan was hoarse as he said, "You teach sex education! You should know that the pussy flesh is very springy and will not lose its shape that quickly!"
"No!" Miss Borden said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I can't take much more of this!"
"And I couldn't take much more of being tied up and having to choke on your smelly panties!" Steve said harshly. "Now you know how it feels to be on the other side of it!"
"I-I can't hold back much longer!" Alan cried out as he felt his balls pressing up against his body and sending their juice up into his cock.
Soon Miss Borden's pussy was being filled up with Alan's cock juice. As she felt the steaming gism slapping against her cunt meat, she turned her head from side to side.
Despite her best efforts, her cunt flesh was also tightening around the boy's cock and sucking all of the juice out of it as it oozed out pussy cream all over the thick meat.
The effect of the movement in her cunt was immediate on Steve. His cock surged up and began to shoot hot juice into the confines of the woman's cunt.
Soon their were three sex organs that were locked together in a wild and intoxicating orgasm.
Slowly Alan began to pull his cock out of Miss Borden's pussy. Once that boy had gotten his dick out of the woman it was a simple matter for Steve to tug his dick quickly out of the stretched out vagina.
The boys looked at each other and laughed. Miss Borden fell down across her desk, sobbing.
Just at that moment the door opened and Janet came into' the office. She stood by the door and said, "It looks like I've missed something."
Alan reached for his shorts and stepped into them as he said, "Steve explained everything. The reason that Miss Borden had been able to abuse him was that she had the naked picture you took of Steve. He blamed you for it."
"I'm sorry," the tall curly haired boy said to the beautiful girl.
Janet smiled and said, "As long as everything is all right now!"
"It is!" Steve said.
But Janet looked over toward Alan and said, "Well, not quite."
Alan tugged on his pants as he said, "I think that it's time for me to go!"
"Steve has to know!" Janet insisted.
"What should I know?"
"I don't have my cherry anymore!" the girl said.
"How did that happen? You had your cherry two days ago!" Steve said.
Janet came close to him and said, "I was hurt and angry. I had had sex with you and then you were cold and cruel to me. I could only believe that it was something that I had done that you were pissed about."
Then Alan, pulling on his shirt, came closer to Steve and said, "And I was also pissed at you because of your attitude. At that time I felt that Janet was right."
"Are you telling me that the two of you fucked?"
Alan and Janet both looked down at the floor and nodded. Steve laughed out loud and then said, "Well, if it had to be someone it might as well have been my best friend."
"Then you're not mad?" Alan said.
Steve looked over toward the desk where Miss Borden was still crying and he said, "After the two of you saved me from that vicious pussy, I'm too grateful to you to ever be mad!"
"What about her?" Alan asked.
Steve had his arm around Janet. The tail boy was still naked and he was looking at Janet in a very lustful way.
When Alan saw that he leaned forward and whispered something to Steve and to Janet. They both smiled and nodded.
Then Steve and Alan went over and grabbed Miss Borden, pulling her over to the hard wooden chair where she had tied up Alan. "Wh-what are you going to do to me now?" the woman shrieked, horrified.
"We're going to see to it that you get a proper sex education lesson!" Alan said as he grabbed a rope and began to tie the woman's legs to the chair in the same way that his legs had been tied.
"Haven't you abused me enough?" she asked.
"This won't be abuse!" Steve said, tying her arms behind her back. "This will be very pleasant."
Once the woman was completely bound to the chair, Alan said, "This is the sort of sex education lesson that you should give to the whole class!"
"This is the sort of thing that everyone should learn in sex education!" Steve added. "And it's something that I think you really need to learn."
Alan turned and left the room as Steve went over to Janet. Janet could feel her pussy tingling as the naked boy approached, his rock-hard lance dangling in front of him.
Steve and Janet kissed very gently and then Steve began to undress the beautiful young girl.
"I don't understand what's going on!" Miss Borden called out.
Steve turned from kissing Janet and he said, "Of course you don't understand. And that's your whole problem!"
Janet ran her hands up and down the powerful back of the naked boy who was holding her as she turned to the woman and said, "What we are going to teach you, as you are sitting there, tied up, is that sex is a beautiful and lovely thing when it is shared by two people who care about each other!"
"That!" Steve said, "That should be the very first lesson in any class on sex education!"
Miss Borden bit down on her lower lip as she watched the beautiful young girl lean back and let the boy follow her. In a moment, Janet was down on the floor and Steve was on top of her.
As Janet spread her legs wide, Steve aimed his cock so that it would ram into the girl's pussy lips.
She sighed and raised her hips up off the ground as she felt the cock splitting her cunt flesh wide apart.
Once the entire length of the dick was inside of her cunt, the girl tossed her legs around the boy's firm and muscular ass so that she could urge the cock to ram more deeply into her pussy.
"Let me feel you fucking my pussy," the girl groaned.
Miss Borden was looking away from the scene. Although she was tied up, she was trying her best to turn away and not watch what was going on.
But when she heard the girl cry out in a tender way for the feeling of the cock in her cunt, she had to turn back and see what was going on.
Steve's powerful ass was tightening together each time that he rammed his cock deep into the girl's cunt. And each time .that he rammed forward, the girl seemed to raise her hips a little bit up off the ground so that she could take even more of the thick cock.
Then when the boy would lift his ass up off of the girl, the cheeks would relax once more.
But since the girl had her legs around his body, the heels of her feet would ram down against the ass cheeks of the body and would press him back down against her body.
Soon he was fucking the pussy wildly. Miss Borden who was now watching intently from her position, bound as she was to the chair, gasped and said, "It's beautiful!"
Steve and Janet were too busy looking into each other's eyes to pay any attention to the sexy teacher who was watching and admiring them, but Steve did echo the words as he gazed at Janet and said, "It is so beautiful!"
Then his cock seemed to be sucked into the girl's pussy as he felt the gism being pulled from his balls by the suction in her cunt.
Meanwhile all of the moist friction that had created a tingling in the girl's cunt was making her pussy flesh begin to spasm. When that happened the two of them were in the midst of a mutual orgasm that went on for a very long moment.
When Steve finally pulled out of Janet's cunt, he was once more aware of the woman who was tied to the chair nearby.
Slightly out of breath, Steve got up and untied Miss Borden. "Now how do you feel about sex?" he asked her.
Softly and sincerely the teacher said, "I never knew that it could be so lovely and pleasant!"
Steve and Janet looked at each other, more than slightly shocked. They had not expected such a powerful change in the woman.
The boy grabbed up his clothes and said to the woman, "Do you mean to say that all these years you never even knew that sex could be nice?"
She shook her head and looked down at the floor as she asked, "How did you young people find out about the beauty of sex?"
Janet looked at Steve and then said, "I suppose that it just came naturally to us!"
Then they all started to get dressed and they all remained silent. All of them had learned a lot during that afternoon and they each had a great many things to think about.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Miss Borden came into her sex education class the following day, she turned to the blackboard and she wrote, "L-O-V-E!"
Then she turned to the class and she said, "That is a word that we have not yet discussed in this class. But perhaps that is the most important word when it comes to your sex education!
"When I say that I do not mean sex education as part of the school curriculum. I mean your educations in the field of sex and sexuality and the sex lives that you will lead!
"There have been many discoveries about sex. They have discovered that even geese and spiders will choose a mate to share their lives and that the creatures will mourn the loss of their mate and sex partner no matter how simple the creature might be in other ways!
"And in this way, we are just like those other creatures. We all have the same needs for human affection and for warmth. We all have the same needs for the physical contact that can only come from one certain human being who means something to you!
"Let us never put ourselves above that need and I pray that none of us might ever put ourselves below that need!"
Miss Borden paused and looked down at the top of her desk. In that pause there was a silent moment and then spontaneously, the entire class burst into applause.
When she looked back-up at the class and saw all of the excited faces of the young people who were clapping their appreciation of the sex education teacher who had learned her lesson, she smiled broadly and her eyes grew a bit moist.
Then she put her hands on her hips and in her customary manner, she said, "We do not have time for this nonsense!" When she said that, the students all thought that the woman was going to go back to being her old self. But she did not.
As Miss Borden sat up on her desk, she still had the smile on her face. "It is often said that when you become a teacher, your pupils are the ones who teach you the most of all!
"I have found that that has been very true in my case," the woman said, giving a meaningful glance at Steve and Alan and Janet and Carrie. "Young people are brought up to believe that the things that grown people tell them are always true. That is good in a sense. But at the same time it is unfortunate because even adults are still in the process of learning things!"
Miss Borden paused and then said, "I have only recently learned that sex can be a beautiful and a wonderful thing. I have also learned that that is an important concept for all of you to learn.
"There is so little kindness in the world. We might as well enjoy what love there is for us to enjoy!" she proclaimed from atop her desk. Then she said, "Now I would like to open up a class discussion on the subject of love and sex. I want to know how all of you young people feel about tenderness and wamrth!"
For a moment there was a silence in the room and then slowly, Carrie raised her hand. She stood up and said, "I guess a lot of girls my age are going through the same confusion. We feel that if we care for a boy then we want to give him our bodies. But at the same time we do not want to be known as bad girls!"
"That's a good question, Carrie," the woman said.
And that was the beginning of a class discussion that none of the students had expected. That day when the bell rang that marked the end of the sex education class all of the students groaned.
Miss Borden laughed and said, "Don't worry. Just remember what you wanted to say and we'll pick up the conversation right where we left off! I'll see you tomorrow when we have class again."
That was the first time that the students had left the sex education class and been happy, chatting to each other and anxious to return for the next day.
As Miss Borden was straightening the papers on her desk, she didn't even see Steve and Alan stopping right in front of her desk.
"We wanted to tell you how wonderful we thought that class was," Steve said.
She looked up slowly and then said, "I have the two of you to thank for teaching me those things."
"I guess this is what we had all hoped for in terms of sex education to begin with!" Steve said with a smile.
"I'm glad! Now that I've learned more about the beauty and joy of sex it's something that I want to have all of the young people learn. I don't want them to grow lip the way that I grew up!"
"What made you so bitter about sex?" Alan asked.
The woman bit her lip and said, "That's a personal story, a very personal story."
"Well, thanks again," Steve said as he headed for the door.
"I can't wait to come to class again, tomorrow!" Alan called out.
Miss Borden looked down at her desk and her eyes grew moist as she started to remember the personal story of her first sexual experience, the time that she had grown to hate sex so much.
Then she shook her head. She didn't want to think about the terrible things that had happened to her in the past. Now that she had become acquainted with the wonderful side of sex, that was the side that she wanted to pursue!
After school, Alan waited outside for Carrie. When the black-haired girl came out of the building she could not hide the pleased expression on her face.
"Were you waiting for me?" she asked him.
"Me?" he said in a voice that was a little too high-pitched. "No! I was just hanging around."
"Well, in that case," Carrie said, "I suppose that I'll just go home on my own!"
"Can't I walk with you?" Alan asked quickly.
"If you were waiting for me to walk me home then you may walk me home," Carrie said with a glistening smile.
"Well, I guess that I was really waiting for you," Alan said, grabbing the girl's books away and taking her hand.
As they walked into the woods, he turned to her and slowly asked, "Have you changed your mind about that thing from yesterday?"
"What thing?" she asked coyly.
"You know!" Alan insisted.
"You're going to have to tell me!" the girl said softly, enjoying the misery that the boy was going through.
"Yesterday you were willing to let me have your cherry," Alan said.
Carrie could not suppress her smile as she said, "It has not changed. My cherry has not changed and my mind has not changed."
"That's a nice way of putting it!" Alan said as he stopped by a tree and leaned back. The girl leaned against him and put her head gently down onto his shoulder.
"It has been a long and complicated road that we have been through to get to this point," Carrie said softly.
Alan hushed her as he looked around and said, "Hold on! We haven't gotten there yet. Remember we were a lot closer to fucking yesterday when we got interrupted!"
Carrie also started to look around and she said, "You don't suppose that that awful redhead is around here anywhere?"
Alan grabbed the black-haired girl's hand and he began to run through the woods with her trailing behind him. She was stamping down on brambles and stepping into small bushes to keep up with the boy.
Then, out of breath, she realized that they were right next to a small stone bridge that ran over a dry stream bed.
"Under here!" Alan said softly.
The two of them crept down into the shadow of the bridge and then the girl's arms slid around the boy's body and she kissed him very tenderly.
Together they slid down into the high grass that was under the bridge. As they did that, Alan was pulling away the girl's clothes and kissing each spot on her body as he revealed it.
When he finally pulled down her tightly clinging panties, he kissed the girl's cunt lips and then pressed his body down on top of hers.
Carrie reached up and began to tug on the clothes that Alan was wearing. Soon they were both naked.
"Put it in me quick before something else happens to interrupt us!" Carrie said with an edge of desperation in her voice.
"Just relax," Alan said with a nervous edge in his voice.
The girl spread her legs and the boy eased her legs up against her shoulders so that her fleshy thighs were pressing down against her well-rounded breasts.
As he pushed his cock through her thighs, he rubbed the flared head of his meat against the soft and wonderful flesh on the girl's fleshy thighs.
Then his cock head came in contact with the wrinkled pussy lips. Alan tried to keep his breathing regular because he was so nervous about fucking with this girl.
He looked down into her eyes and he knew that she was a special girl. Then his cock pressed forward and parted the flesh of her cunt lips.
Pushing in a little bit more he could feel her cherry right in front of his hard cock head. Carrie's ankles were rubbing against the boy's neck.
"I know what the difference is now," the boy said softly. "What?"
"I'm not just fucking your pussy! Yesterday, when I wanted to have revenge on Miss Borden and Steve held her while I rammed my cock into her cunt, I was only fucking her pussy!
"But today with my cock up your pussy, I know that I am fucking you. I am fucking you because of your beautiful black eyes and your olive skin and more than anything else because of the beautiful person that you are!"
The girl nodded, rubbing her black hair up and down against the high grass that was underneath her. "I know what you mean. Now that your cock is finally going into my pussy, I don't only feel it in my pussy. I feel it in my entire body!
"Yes! Your cock is in my entire body!"
He could see that her black eyes were burning with intensity. He pressed down hard on his cock and he knew that the next bit of pressure he exerted would bust the girl's cherry.
Arching his hips up, Alan then slammed forward and ripped right through Carrie's cherry.
The girl inhaled sharply through her clenched teeth and then the boy looked down at her face. When he saw the way that her eyes were clamped shut and the way that her mouth was fixed in a grimace, he whispered, "Are you okay?"
"Just fuck me! I want to feel your cock fucking my pussy!" she grunted hoarsely.
The boy shoved forward as gently as he could and soon he had the entire length of his cock all the way inside of the girl's twat.
He could feel the warm folds of flesh that were surrounding his hard shaft of meat and he could feel the movement in her hot pussy flesh.
Then he began to pull his cock back out of her cunt and he could feel the walls of sticky flesh holding onto his hard shaft just as if they were glued to him.
As he started to fuck in and out of the girl's hot hole with wild abandon, letting the tempo take over from his conscious efforts, the girl felt the pain of her ripped cherry begin to fade away.
"It feels wonderful now!" Carrie groaned.
"I'm glad because it sure feels wonderful to me!" the boy replied, pressing his lips down hard against the girl's lips at the end of the sentence.
Soon his cock began to ram in even harder against the girl's cunt. Her pussy flesh seemed to expand as if by a sponge effect that was soaking up all of the juices of her body.
Alan was ramming into the girl as if he were ramming into a sponge that was soon squeezing down against his cock and choking the very life out of the boy's thick shaft.
But the squeezing did not choke the life out of his shaft. Soon the squeezing managed to pull against the tender flesh that was right under the boy's cock head.
The thickness of his meat seemed to double and then his cock head jerked up and slapped against the girl's body.
A load of steaming hot gism splashed against the tender flesh in the girl's pussy. Then her cunt flesh responded by tightening down around the boy's cock head.
It was a, battle of cock and cunt and what a tender and lovely battle it was. As the cock slapped and splashed against the pussy flesh it seemed as if the pussy flesh were trying to grab onto the cock and hold it still so that it would stop the wild abuse.
But the moisture that kept getting thicker and thicker inside of the pussy was the thing that was keeping the cunt flesh from being able to get a firm hold on the wild invader.
By the time that the two of them tried to get apart, the girl shivered madly when the cock was pulled from her hot and wet hole.
Alan said, "I hope you're not sorry."
"Now that we have done it," Carrie said. "I will never be sorry!"
He was lying next to Carrie and running his fingers through the girl's black hair as he said, "We waited a long time for that."
"It was worth it," she said quickly.
"What was it worth?" he asked.
"It was worth everything that we went through!" the girl laughed.
Then the two of them embraced together and grabbed each other. Their bodies were pressing closely as if they were trying to squeeze right into each other's bodies.
Carrie whispered to the boy, "Come home with me. Please let me introduce you to my father."
"But you said that your father is very strict! You said that your father will never approve!"
"He will learn to approve!" Carrie said. "I will make him approve!"
Alan smiled. "I thought you were always the good girl. You were always the one who was so obedient and didn't make any trouble!"
Carrie winked and said, "Alan, you are worth the trouble!"
Then they laughed together and embraced once again before they searched among the high grass for their clothes.
"Mr. Reynolds, you asked to see me?" Miss Borden said.
"Shut the door behind you please, Miss Borden," the principal said as he leaned back in his big, soft chair.
She stood in front of the desk and she seemed perfectly relaxed. That was in sharp contrast to the principal, who never seemed relaxed.
"What's happened to you, Lauren?" the man asked, leaning forward.
"I don't know what you mean," she said simply, sitting down even though he had neglected to make that offer.
"You're different. It's been more than a month since we've had sex and now I hear that you've been teaching your sex education class with crazy new ideas!"
"Crazy new ideas?" the woman said with an air of complete innocence. "What crazy new ideas?"
The man was very flustered as he said, "There is some talk that you have been telling the kids that sex is all right!"
She looked at the man and said, "Is that crazy? I know that it's nothing new! All civilized people have believed that!"
"Then you have been teaching the kids that sex is all right!" the man said, rising in his seat and raising his voice.
The beautiful woman looked up at the man and said, "Sex is found in nature. There is nothing unnatural about it!"
He put his hands over his ears as he said, "These ideas!"
She stood up and said, "I can see that there is no point in talking to you therefore I won't waste my time. But I will tell you that everything you have heard is true. There are a great many ideas that have slipped into my classroom, even despite all of my best efforts!
"And now that those ideas are there, I am glad about them! It feels like a window has been opened and I'm finally breathing some clear air!"
"But you, Lauren," the man said in a soft voice, frightened that someone outside of his office might hear him. "The reason that I put you in charge of the sex education class was that I was so certain that you were the one person who would not be affected by those notions about sex and dirty things like that!"
The woman actually began to laugh and that shocked the man. But before he could speak she put her hand out to stop him and she said, "I just pray that no student will ever leave my class believing that sex is dirty!"
Mr. Reynolds sat down again and he said, "We will talk to the school board about having you dismissed, Miss Borden!"
Lauren Borden continued to laugh as she said, "You just try that and there will be quite a number of things that the school board will hear about!"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"You do recall the fact that you and I were fucking for some time!" the woman said with a sly smile and a wink.
"Yes! B-but you're a woman! You would be in more trouble about our fucking than I would!" the man said, pointing at her and stammering.
She shook her head calmly and said, "Dear Mr. Reynolds, it is unfortunate that you are so afraid of the ideas that are now being discussed in the sex education classroom! One of the ideas is that there is no more double standard as far as sex is concerned!"
The principal's eyes bugged out as he said, "I will not have that subversive nonsense taught in my school!"
Miss Borden was perfectly calm as she leaned down against his desk and said, "I am an educator, Mr. Reynolds. There is one thing that is true about education all the way through history, and that is the fact that ideas win. When ideas make sense, they will always win in the end!
"Sex is a beautiful thing and that idea makes a great deal of sense. I am sorry, Mr. Reynolds," the beautiful young teacher said with a wink. "But you are on the losing side!"
"B-but, what about all of those times when you and I fucked right here in this office?" the man stammered out.
She shook her head as she said, "You always made sex dirty and nasty. I'm sorry. I just don't believe that anymore."
He collapsed back into his chair and said, "Then, what about your sex education class, Miss Borden?"
"Sex education?" she said with a pleasant smile. "It's a wonderful thing. You ought to get some for yourself, Mr. Reynolds." And then she walked out, leaving the stunned principal alone in his office.
