Practically every youngster or young man, during the course of his education, develops at one point or another a crush on a teacher.
Most such crushes, however, involve boys in their early formative stages, and most never go beyond the fantasizing stage. The star-struck youth will dream about the instructor, and perhaps contemplate a life of marital bliss with her, despite how impractical such a situation might actually be.
The Classroom Party, by Ted Bradford, depicts a phenomenon far less frequent than that mentioned above, but one far more dramatic in impact.
Author Bradford boldly analyzes what happens when a shapely, mature high school instructor of notable charms encounters two young men who do not want to take a "no" for an answer.
Beautiful brunette Jean Johnson is only doing her job, when she takes steps to discipline Dennis Sanders and Perry Smith, the two most disruptive influences in her class.
It all begins with her keeping them after school. She hopes that such discipline will make them learn their lesson. Instead, they take advantage of the interludes as a means of trapping the young teacher into having sex with them.
At first Jean Johnson successfully resists their advances. But soon her sexual curiosity begins to surface. She recognizes that both Dennis and Perry are exceedingly mature for their age, regarding sexual matters.
One thing leads to another. Eventually she breaks down and allows herself to be seduced by them.
Miss Johnson's entire life changes, once young Dennis and Perry succeed in tearing down her resistance. She discovers quickly that it is far simpler to bend her will a second time than it had been the first time.
Jean Johnson becomes involved in a whirlpool of frantic sexual interludes that culminate in a bizarre conclusion that cannot help but leave the reader spellbound with adventure.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Jean Johnson sat stiffly in a straight-backed chair as the principal of Kane High began extolling her virtues.
"Yes, fellow faculty members," Principal Mark O'Connell looked out at the sea of faces before him in the faculty meeting room. "We are very pleased to have Miss Johnson with us this semester. She comes to us with a good many positive recommendations from the junior high school where she did her student teaching, from the elementary school where she spent her first full year in teaching, and from her college instructors. A comprehensive look into her background convinced me that she represents the fine ideals that education needs in order to survive in our competitive modern world. As changes occur, so must our methods as well as our insights. We think that Jean Johnson is the kind of intelligent young woman with the dramatic instincts for looking farsightedly into the future. She considers it a great challenge to be training the young minds who will be making our decisions here in America in the future. We're very happy to have her with us."
Then, the handsome, white-haired principal with the mustache sat down. As he eased his long, lean body into his leather chair, polite applause ensued from the faculty members.
"Would you care to say a few words to us, Miss Johnson?" Mark O'Connell looked at her and smiled.
"I'm not much of a speaker before big groups," she chuckled.
"You're among friends, my dear," the principal pointed out. "It's part of our tradition to have a new teacher get up and say a few words before his or her fellow faculty members."
"Well, then, I guess I'd better not defy tradition," she smiled.
As Jean Johnson stood up, another sprinkling of applause occurred. It was also mixed with a few chuckles from the remark that Jean had made.
"I'm very happy to be here," she began. "I've always dreamed of being able to teach at a good high school. Kane is certainly one of the best in our city. Also, I wanted to be able to play a role in molding the generations of the future. I'll have an opportunity to do that here at Kane. You've all been very nice to me, and I look forward to serving with you. Thank you for your many kindnesses."
She sat down, acknowledging more applause.
A few minutes later, the meeting broke up. As she walked out the door, Clyde Downes, a history instructor, had this to say to her: "You must have impressed O'Connell quite a bit."
"Why do you say that?" she asked.
"He usually doesn't go quite that far in praising new teachers. You hear a few tiny sprinklings of praise, but nothing quite like what he gave you."
"That can be good or bad," she smiled.
"How can it be bad?"
"Maybe I've quite an image to live up to."
"I never stopped to think about that," Clyde laughed. "But I'm sure you're more than capable of living up to it."
"I appreciate your confidence."
"Don't mention it."
They separated in the hallway. Butterflies surfaced in Jean's stomach as she walked toward her first-period class. Clyde Downes went the other way, to his first class.
For Jean it was a dramatic step forward. It was the biggest assignment of her yet-young teaching career. She was not even twenty-five years old, yet was occupying a good position at a top high school.
It always made her nervous when she walked into a new school for the first time. Mark O'Connell's words had put her somewhat at ease, providing a little confidence for her as needed by an instructor moving into a new environment, but as she moved into the classroom the nervousness began to accentuate once more. She would be meeting new students, and these students would be older and more sophisticated than the others with whom she had dealt.
She had heard an awful lot from teachers she knew about how precocious some of the young high school students were.
Along those same lines, she had heard warnings about the kinds of problems that she could expect, being an attractive young woman, amidst a large contingent of rapidly developing young boys, who were very curious about sex.
"You'd just better be careful, be very careful," warned a middle-aged woman, who had been a fellow teacher at the last school where she had taught, on Jean's last day. "Some of those young guys know ten times more about sex than my husband and I know put together."
"Surely you're exaggerating at least a little," Jean had attempted to laugh the remark off.
"Listen, Jean, I've talked with teachers that I know. I'm not exaggerating one bit. They know about things that a lot of promiscuous playboys never heard of."
Those words of warning reverberated in her ears as she stepped inside the classroom. She was a highly striking young woman, with long raven hair and dark eyes. Her body was petitely sensuous, with perfectly contoured hips that thrust out in all the right places, and an exquisitely proportioned pair of breasts.
From the moment that she took her position behind the desk, an uncomfortable feeling swept through her as she observed the hungry stares of the boys in the class.
She immediately noticed how much bigger the average boy in her class was, compared to the median standard of size, which existed with the students she attended high school with.
Just as she was preparing to call the class to order, two tall boys, both of whom stood better than six feet in height, came trotting inside the class.
"Wait for us, teach, we don't want to be late," the first one inside the door, a blond who was wearing a mischievous smile, said.
"Yeh, we're here to get educated," the boy walking several steps behind him asserted. He was about an inch taller than his blond friend and had long brown hair.
"Please take your seats," Jean Johnson said. She was a little disgusted, but did not want to blow up at such an early stage of the game.
The late-comers sat down in the front row. There were waves of snickers as they took their places.
"I'll say one thing," the blond said, "we've got the best-looking teacher around here."
"That's for damned sure," his friend eagerly put in.
"What is your name?" Jean Johnson pointed toward the blond.
"Who me?" he grinned.
"You know very well who I mean. What is your name?"
"It's Dennis Sanders."
"And you?" she pointed toward his friend. "What is your name?"
"I'm Perry Smith, and I'm glad to know you."
"Dennis and Perry, there's one thing I'm going to have to establish right at the outset," she began on a solemn note. "And I'm not talking to just the two of you. I'm talking to everybody in this class. I expect students to maintain certain rules of decorum around here. What I mean is that I don't want a lot of loud talking and disruption to be going on. This is a school, and you are here to learn. Your parents have to work and pay taxes in order to keep a place like Kane High School going."
"You mean my old man is actually spending some of his money on me by keeping me here?" Perry Smith grinned knowingly.
"I think you're aware of the fact that he is," Jean snapped, still doing her best to maintain her cool. "Now why don't you give yourselves, along with the other students of this class, a break and knock off all this silly chatter. It's very nonproductive."
"Gee, I wish my old man would give me a choice in the matter," Dennis Sanders cut in. "If I had any kind of choice, I would have him just give me the money and let me pocket it, rather than wasting it by keeping me cooped up in a place like this."
Dennis' remark precipitated a great deal of laughter from the students. Jean could see that she was quickly losing control of her class, on the very first day of school.
"I'm warning you, both of you," she looked at Dennis and Perry. "I don't want to hear anymore nonsense from either of you. Going to school should and, as long as I'm teaching, will be a serious business. That means that we're here to work and to achieve, not to tell a lot of frivolous jokes. I have as much of a sense of humor as the next person, but that doesn't mean that my classroom will be turned into a playpen. This is a high school, not a nursery school."
"But just think," Dennis cut in, "if I'd flunked out of nursery school, I wouldn't have to worry about being cooped up in this joint."
"I thought you did flunk out of nursery school," Perry Smith said.
More loud laughter followed. When it died down, Dennis seized the floor and responded to Perry's comment before Jean had an opportunity to say anything. "I did flunk out, but my old man burned the joint down," he said. "It was too much for his ego to think that his darling little son had flunked out of nursery school."
This time the laughter was louder than ever. Jean's face was reddening from a combination of mounting anger and embarrassment from the futility of the situation. She had to dramatically take control of the class at that point or face the immediate future prospect of confronting a number of the same kind of disruptions.
"You two obviously think you're very funny, don't you?" she said angrily to Dennis and Perry.
"We do okay," Dennis said.
"Very well then," she nodded. "If you're that interested in making jokes, then I'll give you an opportunity to try and make me laugh. It's just like I said before. I've got as much of a sense of humor as anybody else, but it's just that I don't want the classroom to be used for that purpose. But I will give you a chance to test my sense of humor. You can test it right after school in this very classroom. And if you're lucky, I might just give you an opportunity to test it for several hours. I'm not in any hurry about going home. I'm the kind of person who can settle back and read a good book for hours."
The students burst into laughter one more time. They looked over at Dennis and Perry, chiding them over their present status.
"And that will be all from the rest of you," Jean spoke out. "If I hear anymore laughter eruptions from this class, these two will have plenty of company. I'll keep the whole class after school if necessary. Now, if you will, you may open your textbooks to page one."
Dennis and Perry exchanged subtle little smiles. It appeared that they did not mind staying after school one bit.
CHAPTER TWO
Now school was over, and only two students remained in Miss Johnson's class.
Dennis Sanders and Perry Smith sat attentively at their desks. Jean Johnson wore a stern look as she peered into their eyes.
"You two boys were terribly disruptive influences today," she began. "All it takes are a few troublemakers to turn an entire class into bedlam. Most of the students are followers, so if a few exhibitionists like you two go to work, all kinds of havoc will break loose. I don't like your attitudes and I don't like the smart manner that both of you have. This is going to have to stop. And just to show you to what extent I mean business, I'm going to lock both these doors and keep anybody from coming in here. The janitor can wait a little while to do this work. I want to just sit here and read my novel while you two are amusing me by cracking jokes. I'm sure that you have a number of them stored up and saved for me. I said that I did have a sense of humor."
They continued staring straight into her eyes as she walked toward the door. She locked it and returned to her desk.
Perched on top of her desk was a copy of a Henry James novel, which she had purchased at a bookstore the day before. She had barely had time to start it at lunchtime. She looked forward to reading it uninterruptedly for at least an hour, while the two rebellious students were being disciplined for their discourteous and disruptive acts.
She opened the book and began reading it. But her eyes were only able to settle on the pages for a few minutes. She was able to observe the insistent stares coming from the two boys.
Finally her curiosity got the better of her. She decided to find out what was bothering them. For one thing, they were being too quiet. They were being downright silent, which confused her greatly. They had been unable to do anything but talk during the first-class period of the day. That trend continued to manifest itself during the rest of the day, only to a lesser extent. Now, when she had them alone in the classroom, they were saying nothing.
"It sounds strangely silent in here," she looked at them. "Just what has happened to you two jokers? I thought you were full of funny stories. I just can't understand what has gotten into either one of you."
"I'd rather look at you than talk," Dennis said.
"So would I," Perry agreed.
"So that's why you're so quiet," she said, a little self-consciously. "You want to look at me."
"I'll always want to look at somebody like you," Perry Smith told her. "You're almost too beautiful for me to believe."
"I don't think there's another teacher anywhere who is as good looking as you are," Dennis said.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't make comments about my personal appearance."
"Why is that?" Dennis asked.
"Because we're not supposed to be having that kind of relationship. There has to be a certain discreet distance maintained between the instructor and her students. I'm grateful that you both think I'm that attractive, but I don't want anything more said about my looks. Particularly during class. Do I make myself understood?" she looked at them solemnly.
"I can't understand it at all," Dennis said.
"And just why not? I made myself clear enough."
"Because when a chick looks gorgeous, I think she should be proud of the way she looks. She shouldn't get uptight about it."
"I get uptight, to use your word, because often boys like you are too conscious of the physical side of life. I'm trying to familiarize you with the intellectual side. I want to put some knowledge into your brains so that when you leave school you'll be able to cope with the outside world a little better."
"I know one thing for damned sure," Perry said.
"What's that? And please stop using profanity," she corrected him.
"Sorry, I just got carried away," Perry said. "But what I was about to say is that Dennis and I get so turned on with you that we can't help it. What are we supposed to do, cut off our cocks and balls?"
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk that way around me," her eyes dropped with embarrassment. "I'm not here to provide a sexual outlet for either of you or any of the other boys in this school."
"But dammit," Dennis said.
Once more she cut off the conversation. "As I said, I don't want to hear anymore language like that."
"Okay, okay," Dennis said. "But what I was about to say was that Perry and I can't take it being around you. It gets to us. You know the kind of stage that guys our age go through?"
"I'd rather not talk about that," she said.
"But we can't get away from it," Perry said. "We get erections just being around you. We can't help it."
"You'll just have to try and learn a little self-control."
"How can a guy talk to a hard-on?" Dennis asked.
His friend Perry burst into laughter over his comment.
"I said I didn't want to hear anymore of that talk," Jean's temper began wearing thin again. "And you, Perry, can stop laughing right now. What he said wasn't that funny."
"But it was," Perry disagreed. "What he said makes sense. Do you know what happened to us after that first class?"
"What?" she looked at him curiously.
"We had to go into the bathroom. We had to jack-off."
"I refuse to listen to anymore of this talk," she bolted out of her seat. Her fingers trembled as they curled around the cover of her Henry James novel.
"We can't help it if we get turned on by you," Dennis said. "Perry and I were jerking our cocks like crazy. You know, each one of us shot twice just after that first class. That's all it took to get us turned on. We're like rockets, shooting all the time."
"This is a classroom, not some sexologist's office," Jean erupted in desperation. "Now I wish that both of you would be quiet. Just sit back down there and don't make another sound."
"But you wanted us to talk before," Perry pointed out. "And when we were being quiet, you said that you were suspicious. You wondered why we were doing it."
"Perhaps I was wrong then. I should have accepted my prosperity and gone on with my reading."
"But we get so turned on around you," Dennis said. "That's the big reason we wanted to stay after school. Isn't that right, Perry?"
"That's for damned sure," Perry said.
"Can't you two watch those damns?" she looked at both of them coldly.
"We wanted to be around you, and we didn't care if we had to stay after school to do it," Perry said. "You look so beautiful that we just couldn't stop watching. And right now I've got me a king-size erection just looking your way."
"So have I," Dennis nodded.
"All this talk about sex has to come to a stop right now."
"How can we help thinking about sex with somebody like you around?" Dennis said.
"You've got a body and a face that was just made for sex," Perry exclaimed.
"Just knock all this off right now," she growled.
A moment of silence passed. They continued staring wide-eyed at her. She could tell from the expressions on their faces that they were strongly attracted to her.
The longer she looked at them, the faster her resistance began to melt. Perhaps, she thought, that was why she got so angry whenever they mentioned anything about sex. It wasn't just a case of violating rules of classroom decorum. It was more an instance of her getting aroused by such talk, and not wanting to have to face that fact.
The longer she looked at them, the more she realized that they were handsome young men. Perhaps she referred to them as boys, but from the standpoint of height and physical development, they conveyed every impression of being men. She was confident that their talents also extended to the bedroom. She felt that they were probably magnificently equipped to handle themselves in the art of lovemaking.
"Now just be quiet and don't bother me again," she said, preparing to go back to reading her book. But by then her mind was far removed from the novel that rested on her desk.
"Don't try and con us, Miss Johnson," Dennis said.
"I'm not trying to con anyone. Just what do you mean by that remark?"
"It's damned obvious what is meant by that remark," Dennis laughed. "You're real curious about us, and if we get up from our desks you will be able to see our cocks."
"I won't listen to such revolting language. I'll have both of you expelled," she exploded.
"That proves how anxious you are to see our cocks," Perry said.
"You're both courting danger. If you want to remain at this school, you'd both better shape up. I'm not going to put up with a couple of vile young sex maniacs."
"I think it's the sex maniac in us that you like," Perry said. "You're so anxious to see our hard dicks on display that you can hardly stand it.
That's why you're getting so pissed off at us."
"I don't like your language, I don't like your attitude, I don't like either one of you," she said. By that time she was totally frustrated. "Now both of you stop acting this way. I'm just not going to take anymore of this."
"We can't take anymore of feeling the way we do," Perry explained. "Our cocks are just so itchy that they have to get off. There's no other way. You're just too beautiful to be around. If you really wanted to punish us after school, you just would have left."
"I couldn't do that. You two would have left."
"The two of us would have tried to find you," Dennis said.
"I'll send you home right now," she finally decided. "Now get out of here. If you act up tomorrow, I'll be getting in touch with Mister O'Connell. You can settle your differences with the principal of this school."
"I've been in his office lots of times," Perry laughed. "He thinks we're both pains in the neck and that's about it. But O'Connell isn't the big problem. Us having these enormous hard-ons is the problem."
"It's a problem you both will have to solve in your own unique ways," she said.
She picked up her book and began to walk toward the door. Her body was stiff. By then she knew that she wanted to come into sexual contact with both of them, but she felt it would be fatal to directly communicate her true feelings to them.
"I know you want to see our cocks," Dennis said. "Please, come back."
"I will not be subjected to your lewd advances."
"Have a look at this, Miss Johnson," Dennis said.
She turned around and observed Dennis standing a few feet away from her with his hard dick in his right hand. She had not even seen him unzip his trousers, but that did not matter by that point. She could see his huge bulging dick, and that was nearly enough for her.
"Put that thing away," she shrieked.
"What are you getting so upset about?" Perry Smith laughed.
Perry then unzipped his trousers quickly, pulling his huge rod out. He too stroked it with the fingers of his right hand.
"You've both gone mad," she said.
"Then, why are you looking at our cock so closely if you're not turned on by us?" Perry asked.
"I won't tolerate anymore of this. I'll have you two booted out of this school."
"That's not going to make you any less uptight, honey," Dennis grinned broadly. "You love looking at this hot prick, you know damned well you do. Come on over here and touch it. You're going to love touching these huge pricks."
Her face flushed with rage. She walked slowly toward them. She stood now only inches away from those proud objects they held in their fingers.
"Come on, reach out and touch it, just once,"
Perry Smith was practically daring her.
"I don't think you two realize just what you're doing," she told them angrily.
"We know darned well what we're doing," Dennis told her confidently.
It was apparent at that point that the next move was clearly up to Jean.
CHAPTER THREE
She continued to stand there trembling. Her legs were rubbery, and she was in a state of total bewilderment. She did not know what to do under the circumstances.
The longer she looked at those long hard cocks, the more turned on she became. She hated them for putting her in a situation like that, and she hated herself for reacting in the manner in which she was.
She recognized how dangerous it was to get involved in anything that reeked with sexual involvement with two students, yet there they were, sporting massive cocks that were hanging proudly on display for her.
Her face continued to redden, and as her eyes widened the two young boys became all the more confident about what they were doing. They recognized clearly by then that she was in the midst of a terrible dilemma, wanting to do the safe thing but too aroused to be able to do it.
"I'm just giving you guys one more chance," Jean issued them an ultimatum. "You'd better put those instruments of yours back in your trousers."
"Do you really want that? Level with us, do you really want that?" Dennis grinned.
"Of course she doesn't want it. She wants us to show her our dicks," Perry laughed.
Then they took a bolder step forward than anything they had done to date. As she watched, her eyes constantly widening, they reached down and began pumping up and down on those huge rods. Their masturbating movements continued to swiften until they were yanking on those hard dicks as fast and as hard as they could.
"This is absolutely disgusting. Stop it, stop it you terrible animals," she said in a quavering voice.
"You look like you're losing your cool, Miss Johnson," Dennis nodded.
"Sure she's losing her cool," Perry said, "If a gal's turned on, the first thing she loses is that cool. Look at her. She wants in the worse way to reach out and touch these pricks of ours."
"I know she does," Dennis nodded. "So come on over here, Miss Johnson, and play with our pricks. They're nice and hard and warm. You'll just love to touch them. Believe us, you will. Lots of other girls have touched them, and we haven't gotten any complaints yet."
"I'm not lots of other girls, and I'm not about to yield to your vile impulses," she said.
"That's a good one," Perry threw his head back and laughed, continuing to stroke his dick briskly. "You call your impulses vile. Hell, you're just a broad that's in heat, and that's it. There's not a damned thing wrong with that."
"I'm nothing of the sort. I'm just frustrated over what you guys are doing to me," she said.
"Bullshit," Dennis said.
"And I don't appreciate your language."
"Okay, so I won't use that word," he said. "Whatever word you choose to put in its place, whatever means the same thing as that, that's the word I ought to be using. You know damned well you want to reach out here and touch these pricks. You probably want us to do one hell of a lot with them to you. Only you don't want to admit it. Oh no, you're in the classroom and that's a big deal as far as you're concerned."
"You two are such absolute wise-guys," she said. "Now this is your last chance. Get out of here."
They watched her as she pointed toward the door. They knew precisely what she was thinking. That she could not hold back much longer. She was too far gone on them, too hooked on the size of those enormous pricks. She recognized that they would be capable of giving her a great deal of sensation, and she did not want to lose out on a situation like that. That is, unless she went against her true sex instincts and did what she considered to be the right thing.
"Just come on over here. Take a little walk toward us," Dennis egged her on.
"Yen, I'll bet you can't reach out and touch these things without wanting to go all the way," Perry said.
"You know, we're in torture now ourselves," Dennis said.
"Why are you two in torture?" she asked.
"Because we've got to get these dicks off. They're explosive, you know," Perry said.
"You're damned right they are," Dennis said. "When they're this hard and we're this hot, then we've got to explode."
"Just come on over and take a closer look at them, anyway," Perry said.
"I'm not interested in playing games with you boys," she said.
"I think by the size of these sticks, you can see that we're not boys," Dennis laughed.
"That's for sure," Perry said. "Any other broads that have had sex with us can tell you that we're anything but boys once the actions starts."
"You two are certainly proud of yourselves sexually," she said disgustedly.
"Why shouldn't we be?" Dennis said. "We've got damned good track records. We've screwed lots of broads. We've screwed them a lot older than you, as a matter of fact."
"Is that something to boast about?" she looked at them.
"It's something to be damned proud about, anyway," Perry said.
"As I said before, get out of here."
"Since she won't come over here to us, Dennis, then maybe we should go over to her," Perry grinned mischievously.
"That sounds like one hell of a good idea," Dennis nodded.
"Now what are you two planning?" she looked at them with concern.
She had been doing her best to edge away from them anytime that they had come close to her. Now she trusted herself even less than before. She thought that, if they came close to her this time, she just might get involved with them. It was something that she just could not afford, even though they both loomed appetizing and appealing to her.
Jean continued to back up until her buttocks were resting against the blackboard. She could back up no more. They had her in a corner. She wondered if she could resist them at that point.
Her heart pounded pulsatingly as she waited for them to finish narrowing the distance between them.
"Now get away from here, you don't know what you're doing, you don't know what you're doing, you don't know what you're doing," her trembling voice said. But by then, it was totally lacking in any authority.
"We know damned well what we're doing," Dennis whispered, "and so do you."
"Sure she does. She wants it, I know she does,"
Perry confirmed.
Now they were inches away from her. She was in very close contact with those hard dicks. They wanted her to get things rolling, to help them experience satisfying orgasms.
"Come on, reach out and touch this," Perry stepped forward.
"I'm getting out of here," she shook her head disgustedly. "You guys are both crazy."
She realized that it was her last chance to escape intimate contact with them. She did not trust herself. If she reached out and touched those rods, there was no telling what might happen. There was no telling how far she might go with them.
She edged her body away. As she did, Perry moved his body in the same direction that hers did.
As a result, when she attempted to walk past Perry, her right hand inadvertently scraped against his huge bulging cock.
She stopped instantly in her tracks. Her face now wore a mask of fear. She had done the exact thing that she had wanted to avoid at all costs. She had reached out and touched that huge bulging erection.
"See, you touched it, you touched it," Perry laughed.
"She sure did," Dennis chimed in. "I saw it."
"It was an accident, an accident," she shrieked.
"Sure, that's what they all say," Perry laughed. "Now you might as well stick around and finish the job. You might as well at least jack us off."
"I'll do nothing of the sort," she said. But by then she was more upset than ever.
"Come on, honey, you touched it," Dennis said, "I saw it. So why don't you just finish the job. Like Perry said, you can jack us off. Come on, you'll get some kicks out of touching us some more. You already touched him. So what's holding you back now?"
"It was an accident, I tell you," she said.
"Even if it was an accident, you still loved it. I can tell by the expression on your face," Dennis said.
"So could I," Perry agreed.
"Neither of you knows what you're talking about," she said. "Now get out of here. I really mean it. I'll have both of you expelled if you don't."
"What are you going to tell Mister O'Connell?" Dennis laughed. "Are you going to tell him that you were trying to walk away from trouble, and some student shoved his dick against your hand?"
"Maybe I will tell him that, only I won't use such crude language."
"I know he'd really get a laugh out of that one," Perry said.
"He sure would," Dennis said.
"What do you two want from me? Why are you bothering me so?" She looked at them and threw her hands up in a gesture of futility.
"Because we want a little action, and we both think you're beautiful," Dennis explained. "We can't help it if we're hooked on our teacher."
"Go out and get hooked on some girls your own age," she advised.
"Most of them act like absolute kids," Perry said. "You've got a little more experience. Besides, you're better developed than the other chicks we know. And, I'll bet, that once you let yourself go with us, you'd do more things with us than any of these other little twats that you run into around here."
"Is that what you think of women? Is that all they represent to you?" Jean asked.
"Hell no, they mean a lot more than that," Dennis said. "They mean a good piece of ass. That's quite a lot by my standards."
"This time I'm really going to leave, and I don't want you stopping me."
"Just reach out and touch this again," Perry said. She stepped around to the side.
"You're blocking my way, Perry. Please let me pass."
"Please reach out and touch this one more time."
"Yen, you've already done it once," Dennis said.
Her eyes dropped down between his legs. She saw that huge bulging cock, and with it she developed a great fascination for such contact.
Now the urges were getting ready to spill forth inside Jean Johnson. All too many times she had suppressed her true sexual feelings. She had lived conservatively, in hopes of being able to lead an exemplary life as a teacher. Then she was convinced that she would meet the right man that she would want to settle down with and marry.
But now all she could think of was satisfying her sexual urges. She just had to reach out and touch that prick. Particularly now that it was standing only inches away from her.
This time Perry, whose cock and balls itched noticeably, was not about to be put off. He kept shoving that huge dick closer to her. Pretty soon it was scraping against her hand.
"There you go, you've touched it again," Perry laughed.
"I had no other choice."
"Oh yes, you did. You could have gone away," Perry said.
"You were blocking my way," she said.
"But you didn't even try. You didn't even want to get away," Dennis said.
"I know she didn't," Perry said.
"Let yourself go, honey. Let yourself go," Dennis said.
This time she extended her right hand forward. It was shaking at first as she reached out and grabbed hold of Perry's hard dick. Once she touched it, she knew that she didn't want to let go of it "Oh, it feels so great with your fingers on that dick. It's wonderful. I'm glad you did it," Perry said. "I'm glad I stuck with it. I'm glad I didn't panic. Oh, baby, keep it up."
"Just what do you want me to do with it?" she looked at him.
"Jerk me off, jerk me off," he pleaded.
"And then when you get through with him, you can start with me," Dennis said.
Her fingers surged forward with blinding need. It was as if all of these instincts, which had been lying dormant within her and which she had suppressed for so long, had suddenly risen to the surface. She just had to reach out and let herself go, play with that massive bulging rod which rested between Perry Smith's legs.
"That's it, pump it, pump it good and hard," Perry gasped. "I really like it, I really like the action. Keep it up, keep shoving those fingers up and down my prick. It's great, I love it, I really love it."
The longer he egged her on, the faster her movements became. Soon she was losing herself in a blinding sea of passion. She began to break out in a sweat. It had taken a good deal to get her to go that far, and now that Perry had succeeded in pushing her to that point, he wasn't about to let up one bit. He would provide her with every bit of encouragement necessary prior to shooting off his hot rocks.
"Keep up that finger action. Keep those fingers going. I love it, I love it. Keep it up, baby. You're doing a great job," Perry encouraged her.
"Oh, she really knows how to use them," Dennis laughed, "It's great watching her play with that dick of yours."
"And it's great feeling those sensations," Perry said.
"I know, and I can hardly wait to get some myself," he said.
While Jean and Perry continued to go at it, Dennis found himself jerking on his own rod harder than before. Just the sight of that beautiful teacher, with her fingers pressing eagerly against that hot flesh of his friend, filled him with an overpowering need. He just had to have the same kind of action from this beautiful woman.
Finally the pace became so blistering that Perry could withstand it no more. He began to feel a tremendous surge of itchiness around his balls. It also extended itself around his cock. He felt a tremendous amount of excitation at the tip, recognizing that he soon would be expending his hot load.
"Keep it up. Just a few strokes more. I'm just about there. Keep moving those lingers. I want it, I want it, I want it," Perry said. "You're great. Keep it up, keep it up, keep it up, beautiful. Keep working on my dick."
A few strokes later he let out a breathy gasp. At that point a load of hot semen spurted out of the end of his huge rod. It landed on the floor.
"That was just great," Perry nodded.
At that point she dropped his rod. She shook her head, wondering what had driven her to such lengths.
"You look like you loved every minute of it," Perry told her.
"I should be ashamed of myself for doing it," she said.
"Like hell you should. You ought to be proud of yourself," Perry said. "I don't usually get excited that much from a gal jerking on my cock. Usually she's got to be doing everything to me, sucking my balls, sucking my dick, maybe letting me shove my pecker up her twat."
"Do you have to be so graphic?" she asked.
"Just filling you in on a little bit," he shrugged.
"Okay, now how about me?" Dennis implored. "Now I'm every bit as hot as Perry was before. What are you going to do about it?"
"I suppose you want the same kind of workout," she said.
"You're darned right I do. And I expect to get it."
"I'll say one thing about you two."
"What's that?" Dennis asked.
"You really know what you want."
"Around a beautiful dame like you, it isn't hard to figure out what we want," Dennis stroked his huge dick proudly. A smile surfaced on his face as he walked closer to Jean.
She breathed a heavy sigh. Then she looked at that explosive prick.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Get those fingers on my dick, pump it," Dennis said anxiously.
"Oh, you guys are really pushing me into a corner."
"We only want our cocks to get a little action," Dennis said. "I'm huffing and puffing like crazy. I need you, I need you to jack me off."
His urgent plea got through to her. After all, she thought, she had already jerked Perry to climax. She might just as well do the same for Dennis.
Now those fingers of hers were making contact with that hard dick. They surrounded the hot bulging flesh. She pumped up and down with great eagerness, moving at a brisk clip, enjoying the action.
"That's it. Now you're on the ball," Dennis nodded.
"She sure is," Perry said as he watched. "She really knows how to pump on cock. Take it from me."
"Now you can take it from me too," he nodded. "Oh, this is fantastic, I really like it."
"Something is really getting into me," she admitted. "I really enjoy this."
"I knew you would," Dennis said.
"So did I," Perry said.
Up and down she pumped hard on that huge bulging rod. The faster she pumped, the better he liked it. The better he liked it, the more conspicuously his body began to tremble.
"Just keep it up. You're on the right track," he said. "Keep it up, I really love it. Keep working those fingers around that prick."
"Oh, is she ever doing a job for you," Perry said.
"I know she is. My cock's about ready to explode already, and she just started."
"That's what happens when a gal really does it right."
"I know, this is fantastic," Dennis nodded.
While Perry watched, he began getting turned on anew. His fingers began working up and down that stiff rod of his. He figured that he could probably shoot again.
That was the way it was with Perry and Dennis. They never seemed to be able to get enough sex. That was the big reason they were always thinking about it. Those strong desires never seemed to be completely satisfied.
That happened, in particular, with so many of the young girls with whom they had sex. Many of them had hang-ups, as the boys put it, not wanting to perform some particular acts. They believed in going all the way, and they hoped that now they had found a teacher with whom they could enjoy a lot of these acts that the girls would only do sparingly, if at all.
Now Dennis was gasping for air as the finger movements continued. Those fingers continued to stab and pump up and down on that hard prick.
"Just keep that up. I love it," Dennis said.
"She sure is doing a job for you," Perry said.
"Oh, yes, keep it up, just a few more strokes," Dennis steadily encouraged her.
Every time that Dennis spoke up, complimenting her for her activity, she rewarded him by moving her fingers even more rapidly than before. Now they were on fire, running up and down torridly over his huge bulging cock.
"Oh, I'm just about there. Oh, here comes the juice. Oh, oh, oh," he said.
The juice then spilled out of the end of his cock, landing on the floor.
"We've got quite a bit of juice on that floor now," Dennis laughed.
"I guess we're going to have to clean that up," Perry nodded.
"Maybe we should just let it stay there," Dennis laughed, "since it's a beautiful relic as far as I'm concerned."
"You two really are romantic, aren't you?" she said.
"Not only am I romantic," Perry said, "but I've got a hard-on all over again. I need more action."
"But, Perry, I already jerked you off once," she said.
"Yes, but there's something new we can try."
"I'm not sure I like the way you said that," she said. "Just what do you have in mind?"
"I have sucking in mind. You can go down on this cock. If you thought you loved it when you were jerking it, you're really going to love it when you suck it."
"That's going a little too far for me," she shook her head. "You'd better find somebody else to do that."
"But I don't want anyone else for that," Perry said emphatically, clutching his precious dong as he spoke. "Come on now, go down on this prick. I really want you to suck it. Come on now."
"Stop coaxing me."
"We had to coax you to get you to jerk us off," Dennis said.
She looked over at Dennis and observed that he was also pumping his cock up and down. It was getting hard once more.
"You guys got a lot more than I ever intended to give you," Jean explained. "Now why don't we just call it a night, huh? Go home. You got things your way."
"Just up to a point," Perry corrected her. "Now we need a lot more. We need to be sucked. One orgasm just wasn't enough. We need more."
"As I said, you can get it somewhere else."
"No, not the way we want it," Perry said. "We want it from a real sexy chick who knows the score. That's you."
"That's for sure," Dennis said.
"I'm afraid you're both out of luck. Now I must be going." She started to make a break for the door. Just as she was getting ready to pick up the novel which she had left to rest on the desk, Perry walked slowly toward her.
She stopped in her tracks and watched him. He was dangling that hard prick of his in the fingers of both hands. He was determined to get her turned on to the point where she would desire intimate contact with his rod once more. But this time the contact would be even more intimate than before. She would be reaching out and touching it with her hot tongue.
Now her tongue was extending itself. It began to make contact with that phallus as she dropped down to her knees. Once she got a close look at it, she recognized that she was hooked.
She now knew that she had made her move when she touched his cock the first time. Now the ice had been broken and her passions could not be turned back.
"That's it, suck on it. Go down on that prick. Go after my juice," Perry said.
While Perry was standing there with his legs extended, giving her plenty of room, Dennis was allowing his fingers to go to work over his prick.
He wanted to keep it up there nice and stiff, so that he could get a good blow job after she finished with Perry.
Perry gasped and his legs began to quiver as she worked up and down on his huge rod. The more contact she had with that flaming spear, the better she liked it.
"Now play with those nuts too, baby. I want that action," Perry exclaimed. "Come on, honey, you can do a good job on those nuts. Play with my balls, play with them good."
She extended the fingers of her right hand, allowing them to move smoothly over his testicles. All she had to do was touch them. That caused him to erupt with a gasp.
"Oh, that's it, now you're doing it. Keep that going while you're sucking on me," he said. "Keep that up, I really like it. I like the action, both ways."
She continued stepping up the pace, until she worked her tongue around at a blinding clip. Up and down she pumped and, as she did, she allowed those fingers a great deal of latitude around his hot balls.
She noticed his scrotum expanding under the pressure of her vigorous movements. Now it was just a question of when he would shoot.
She began to anticipate the flavorful flow of hot white juice inside her mouth. She could hardly wait to taste it. She had blown very few men in her life, but on the few occasions that she had, she recalled how much she had enjoyed it. - She began regretting that she had not let herself go more. Perhaps if she had, she would feel a lot more satisfied than she did. It had taken these young boys a good deal of coaxing to finally get her into the act. But once she did, she was finding that she was enjoying it a great deal.
"Suck me, keep it up. Keep moving that tongue. Keep moving those fingers over my balls. I'm almost there," Perry exclaimed.
While Perry was getting great satisfaction from her sucking and her finger efforts, his friend Dennis continued pumping up and down on his big rod.
Now she was nearing the final stages of the suck. She could tell from the way that Perry was reacting that she just about had him there. He trembled greatly, enjoying every touch which she supplied him with, whether it be from her tongue or her fingers.
"Oh, that's it. I'm just about there. Oh, oh, oh," he said. "Here comes the juice. Catch it. Oh, eat every gushy drop. Eat my goo, eat my hot cum. Go after my liquid. Eat me, eat me, eat me."
His fervent cries made her all the more determined to eat and savor every drop of his liquid juice. She continued playing with his balls, and with great determination she surged ahead, eager to eat every drop.
She managed to stick with his entire load, then withdrew her tongue from his cock. He wore a smile of contentment.
"I knew you'd be great at sucking cock," Perry said.
"What made you so certain?" she asked.
"I could tell just from a certain wild look you had in your eyes," Perry said.
"When did I exhibit this wild look?" she asked.
"When you were trying to talk yourself out of having any sex with us. Hell, actually even before that. I could just tell by the way you walked and acted that you were a sexy woman."
"I guess I should be flattered by that."
"I don't know. I was just telling the truth."
"Now how about me?" Dennis moved forward, fingering his cock.
"Yen, I suppose you want a suck job."
"I certainly do. I wouldn't think of going away without it. My buddy just got one."
"You do have a very handsome cock," she reached out and allowed her fingers to rub against it.
"I know I do. Why don't you get down there and suck it."
"I think maybe I will."
"Let yourself go, baby, just like you did with Perry."
"That's the only way I can suck," she said.
"I'll bet it is," Dennis said.
A few moments later she was down on her knees once again. As her fingers twisted and turned around his hot nuts, her tongue raced up and down Ms lengthy rod. She wanted to play it a little cooler in the beginning stages of the suck. But once she attached her tongue to his warm bulging mass of flesh, she found she could not.
She found that she had to go down and suck him as fast as she could. It was imperative to experience as much sensation as she could, as fast as she could.
The sucking continued at a rapid pace. Perry, who had put his now-satisfied cock back into his trousers, was watching with a wide-eyed smile.
"Go down on that big dick of his, baby. Suck him good," Perry said.
"Oh, what a hose job. What a great suck you are," Dennis lauded her. "Just keep it up. Just keep that hot mouth action going, and I'll shoot my dick off inside your mouth. I want to fuck you in the mouth, honey. I want to shoot all my juice in you. I want you to eat every drop of me."
His hips flailed with great anticipation as she continued to stab him with her hot tongue efforts. She drove herself at an exhilarated pace, determined to eat that hot juice.
"Keep it up, eat me, eat me, go after my juice, suck that pecker off," he said.
His sexy language caused her to become all the more excited by what was going on. Her fingers continued to play eagerly with his hot balls, while her tongue pumped wildly up and down on his prick.
"Now you're on the right track," he nodded. "Just a few more strokes and you'll have me there. Usually I don't get sucked off this fast. Usually I don't shoot this fast, but you're great. You're absolutely great, keep it up, just keep eating me, just keep sucking my hot dick, just keep going after that peter, I want it, I want you to suck me off, go ahead, eat, eat me, eat me, oh, suck it, suck it, suck it, suck, suck, oh, keep it up."
Now she was all over him. Her movements had stepped up to the point where she was putting everything into them. Her hair flailed in the breeze as she let that tongue continue to make brisk contact with his fiery cock.
"A few more strokes, just a few more, go after it, go after my juice, eat me, eat me," he said. "Suck me, just a few more strokes, oh, play with those nuts, oh, those nuts are on fire, on fire, I can't take it anymore, oh, here it comes, it's coming out of my prick, eat it, eat it raw, eat my juice, eat my hot juicy cum, eat it, eat it, eat it, oh, oh, that's it, go after it, here it comes, oh, oh, oh."
The hot floodtide of juice overwhelmed her. It spurted eagerly into her mouth while she continued toying with his balls. She almost lost a little of the load out of the left side of her mouth, but through great determination she managed to stick with it.
She wound up eating every drop of his hot stream. And now that it was all over, she felt a quiet satisfaction that she had never thought she would.
"I just don't know what to say," she shook her head as she got up from the floor.
"I know what to say. I know you're about the sexiest dame I've ever had suck me off," Dennis said.
"Same here," Perry said.
"All of us took an awful chance," she said.
"Forget about taking chances," Perry said. "We all had a blast, and that's the important thing."
"I guess it is for now, anyway," she shrugged.
"We wouldn't trade these memories for anything," Dennis said. "You really did the job for us."
"Now we'd all better be leaving here."
"Whatever you say," Perry nodded.
"I wish you guys would do me one favor."
"Just name it," Dennis said. "Right now we're in a favor-doing mood. At least where you're concerned."
"I wish you guys would leave by the front, since I'm leaving through the back," she said.
"Glad to," Dennis nodded.
She waited until they left. Then she locked the classroom.
She walked slowly toward the parking lot. Fortunately, there was nobody else around, not even the custodian who took care of the school late every afternoon.
As she got in her car and began driving home, she began to wonder just how much her life had changed by giving in to the young boys.
She was beginning to wonder if she could trust herself in the future with them. Now that she had gone so far as to fellate them, they might be expecting more, and they could be expecting it more frequently.
She wondered what she would do if such an eventuality should arise.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next two days following the experience in the classroom after school, Dennis and Perry misbehaved badly in the class.
At first Jean attempted to display tolerance, hoping that since they had received great pleasure from her, they would begin behaving themselves more properly. But when it appeared that they would not and would continue misbehaving, she decided to do something about it.
On the afternoon of the second day, after the pair had cracked a number of jokes in rapid succession, she exploded.
"You two very funny young boys can stay after school, if that's the way you want to act," she said.
"We didn't mean any harm, teach," Perry said.
"Get off of this teach stuff," she corrected him. "My name to you is Miss Johnson, and let's not forget it."
"Let's not get all hung up on technicalities," Dennis chuckled.
"It doesn't happen to be a technicality," she explained. "It's a formality that I insist upon. And I am running this class, whether you two care to acknowledge it or not. So you can stay after school and we can just talk this thing out among ourselves. I frankly don't care if we stay until six o'clock. You two are deserving of such treatment."
"Why have you got it against us?" Perry looked up at her with surprise.
"That's quite a switch," she shook her head. "You two act like a couple of savage animals, then you ask me what I've got against you. I'm trying to maintain a decent classroom, and I'm going to, even in spite of you two. Now you can stay after school, and I'll be happy to listen to these uproariously funny jokes then."
"Okay, okay," Dennis said softly.
"And I don't want anymore back talk or any more sarcasm from either one of you," she said.
"I just said okay," Dennis said. "I could have said no."
A few snickers followed from members of the class.
"Look, I'm not interested in your comments," she said. "Unless, of course, you've got something to say on a subject that involves all of us. Namely, what we happen to be studying now. But when it comes time to talk about class subject matter, you two never seem to have anything to say."
"That's not as much fun as telling jokes," Perry said.
"No, to people like you, I guess that it isn't," she said. "Now, if you two gentlemen don't mind, I'll get back to the lesson."
They looked at each other and shrugged. They would be happy to meet with her after school. They had something very definite in mind.
They could hardly wait until class ended for the day. When the final bell rang, they found themselves highly stimulated. They wanted quick and enthusiastic relief, and every time they looked down between their legs, they noticed their hard dicks mushrooming all the more convincingly. They were good and hard, and they wanted some hot action from their beautiful young teacher.
Jean was not in the mood for sex. As a matter of fact, she was even more exasperated with Dennis and Perry that day than she had been previously. For one thing, she was hoping that her adventure with them, as risk-taking as it was, would prove productive in the final analysis. She was hoping that, through gratitude, they would begin behaving themselves a little better.
Now she was both frustrated and disappointed. If anything, she thought, maybe they were going the other way. Maybe they decided that since they had something on her, namely sex participation, they did not have to be concerned about her wishes at all.
She hoped that she was not putting herself in a terrible bind. She did not want to be in a situation where she was, in effect, being held captive by a couple of students. She did not want to feel that she was being subordinated to their own personalized sexual whims.
Now all the other students were gone. They sat alone in the classroom. Miss Johnson sat tensely behind her desk, wondering how to best begin her dressing-down of her two wayward students. She kept wondering if they would retaliate by calling to her attention what had happened two afternoons earlier.
"Now just what is the trouble with you two guys," she finally began in a brisk, business-like tone.
"We were just having a little fun," Perry shrugged. "We didn't mean any harm."
"You guys are forever having fun," she replied.
"It beats being in misery," Dennis said.
"What about when that fun makes other people miserable?" she asked.
"There's no reason to get miserable just because we're having ourselves a little fun," Perry said. "You take all of this too seriously."
"Don't talk to me about taking things too seriously," she said. "It's more a case of you two not taking anything seriously. I have a job at stake. I have an entire career at stake. I'm doing my best to see that each student in this school gets the best possible education under the circumstances. And when two guys like you wise off it makes it next to impossible to teach class in any meaningful way."
"We're not trying to disrupt anything," Perry explained, shifting in his desk. "What we're trying to tell you is that we're good and hot, and we can hardly stand it. We just want a little attention from you."
"Now I'm beginning to get the point."
"Well, it makes sense," Dennis said. "What are we supposed to do? We get all uptight in our cocks and balls, and we've got no other way to see you. Not only that, but when that happens to us, we start acting different. We get all uptight and nervous, and that's what a lot of that horsing around is about. But the main thing is that we've got to see you. We've got to fuck you. We are really turned on with you."
"I suppose I did make a terrible mistake the other day, fellating you two," she said.
"What's that?" Perry asked with surprise.
"I said I guess I made a terrible mistake fellating you two."
"Maybe you can break that down in plain old English," Dennis said.
"That's the name of the act we performed."
"Come on now, teach, why don't we get off this technical kick and call it by what it really is. Let's call it cock-sucking," Perry said.
"All right, we'll put it your way," she conceded with a nod. "We'll call it cock-sucking. All right, then, I made a terrible mistake sucking your cocks. I never should have done anything like that, even though I might have been hot at the time."
"You should have done it," Perry insisted. "You'd have regretted it if you hadn't. It was a wonderful thing for you to do."
"No, it was the wrong thing to do."
"Don't get all hung up with these guilt feelings," Dennis advised.
"It's not guilt feelings I'm hung up with. It's just that I recognize the enormity of my mistake," she said. "I can see that now you two are going to be expecting this all the time. I suppose you're going to use it as a wedge over me."
"Hell no, we'd never do that," Perry insisted. "All we want is a little loving from you, but we'd never squeal. We'd never do that."
"You're sure about that?"
"Damn sure," Dennis said emphatically. "We're not squealers. We're just hot for you, that's all, and we sensed that you were hot for us as well. Since we know how we feel about each other, then why don't we just express ourselves. Let's let it all hang out. You feel a lot better when that happens. And you so feel that way about us, don't you?"
Perry and Dennis stared at her hungrily. As she saw those sexy stares in their faces, she allowed her eyes to drop. She thought about what she ought to say.
"Yes, I like both of you very much," she finally said slowly, unable to deceive them or herself.
"That's good," Perry nodded. "Then, now we understand each other. So why don't we have ourselves some more sex."
"Not here," she shook her head.
"Why not? It was good enough for us the other day," Dennis said, "But that was the other day, and it was a big mistake," she explained. "I made a very stupid mistake to do it right here at school. I was very stupid in doing that. We've got to do it somewhere else."
"Should we go to your place?" Perry asked.
"I was thinking maybe we could go to one of your places," she said.
"That's fine with us, but our old ladies might mind," Dennis laughed. "Not only that, but along with our mothers, our fathers will be home soon, and we've both got brothers and sisters."
"That does pose problems," she acknowledged.
"So how about at your place?" Dennis asked.
"I guess that will have to be it," she said.
She provided them with her address, and in a few minutes they all arrived at her apartment.
She insisted that all of them go in together through the back way, avoiding any suspicion. ' "And anytime in the future, I want you to go in individually, and without me," she said. "Since this is our first time, and since at this hour of the afternoon there usually aren't many people around anyway, we'll do it. But the next time we've got to use these new ground rules."
"We've got you," Perry said.
"We don't care how we get it, just as long as we get in," Dennis said.
A few minutes later they were all sitting in the living room. Jean sat in a chair, while her two friends shared the sofa. She looked down at their crotches and became more aroused than ever. Their cocks were nice and hard, and she recalled how beautiful their naked dicks had been when she had jerked them off and sucked them off two days earlier.
"Would you guys like anything to drink?" she asked.
"What have you got?" Perry's eyes lit up.
"I've got coke, lemonade, tomato juice," she began to count off the items she had in her refrigerator.
"How about some booze?" Dennis asked.
"I've never done much drinking," she explained. "I just don't have anything like that around. Even if I did, I'd be hesitant about offering it to you guys, since you're under age and all."
"We don't let stuff like that bother us," Perry said. "We both drink all the time and enjoy it. I can't figure out how a groovy gal like you wouldn't even have a bottle of whiskey around. Not even wine."
"I guess I've led a sheltered life," she laughed.
"No, we don't need any of that other stuff," Perry said. "If you don't have any booze, something to loosen us up a little, we'd just as soon get right into the act."
"So I guess we'd better adjourn to the bedroom," she nodded.
"You're damned right we should," Dennis said, eying her beautiful body hungrily.
Jean's head spun dizzily as she walked into the bedroom with them. Each of them put an arm around her. She enjoyed being that close to them, having her skin rub against theirs.
She kept wondering whether she was doing the right thing. Her instincts were telling her to go ahead and have fun with them, while her better judgment was telling her the opposite. She recognized that she was still treading on highly dangerous ground, what with them both being students of hers and minors at the same time.
But what could she do when she was that hot? Just how could she refuse to acknowledge the depth, the totality of her entire physical being.
CHAPTER SIX
"I've just got to get those clothes of yours off," Dennis said.
He was eying her as she lay sprawled out in the middle of her bed. She kicked her shoes off, but she had not done a thing to touch her clothes. She still had on the brightly colored red mini-skirt she had worn to school, along with the stunning pink blouse which accompanied it.
"Do you want me to take my clothes off?" she looked up at the boys.
"No, I'd rather do it for you," Perry said.
"Correction, old buddy, we'd rather do it for her."
"Okay, we can make it a team effort," Perry said.
"We'd better, because I'm awfully hot too."
"You two really make a girl think that she's being taken care of."
"If you think that this is something, then just wait until our cocks get into high gear," Dennis winked.
"I can imagine, judging by the example you set in the classroom the other day."
"But we were tied down then, compared to what things are going to be like now," Dennis said. "Now we'll all be naked and fancy-free, ready to fuck to our heart's content."
"I'm looking forward to it," she laughed.
"Let's get that undressing ceremony started," Perry said.
"A good idea," Dennis agreed.
The two boys pushed eagerly forward, their fingers alive with excitement over the prospect of letting them come into contact with that beautiful body of Jean's, that firm, lovely ivory skin that they had enjoyed touching so much two days earlier.
They climbed into bed with her. As Perry ran his fingers over her face, Dennis commenced patting her ass cheeks.
"What great sensation around this ass," Dennis quipped.
"You guys really like giving me the attention," she laughed.
They went to work in earnest stripping her. Perry worked his fingers diligently around her blouse. He quickly tugged it off, then became enchanted by the beautiful sight of her voluptuous breasts.
"Very nice tits," he nodded.
"Why don't you go ahead and play with them, dear," she smiled.
"Just what I had in mind."
He ran his fingers beneath her bra and allowed them to touch her jutting tits. He worked his fingers smoothly around the crevices of flesh. All the while she began breathing more intensely than before.
"Oh, that breast action is superb," she said.
While Perry was contenting himself with her breasts, Dennis was going to work on her skirt. His trembling fingers, which were alive with nervous excitement, worked at her zipper. He tugged downward on the skirt, determined to pull it off and experience some of the same wild sensations that Perry was getting, in terms of coming into direct contact with her hot flesh.
He tugged at the skirt until he pulled it off, allowing it to slide down her hips and legs. He pulled it off and ran his right hand up her leg.
He began at her ankles, then slid his hand soothingly up every smooth and firm crevice of flesh.
"I like this, I really like this," he laughed. "Oh, you guys know just how to please a girl," Jean sighed.
"You're damned right we do," Perry said. "We've had plenty of them."
"But none of them has been as good as you,"
Dennis said.
"That's for sure," Perry said.
"You've got to be the best piece of ass around."
"That sounds kind of crude, but I'll accept it as a compliment, anyway," she laughed.
"That's exactly how it was intended," Dennis said. "We both like to talk good and plain English. We're not much on studies. We're men of action."
"We've always been, and always will be," Perry said.
"I can see that," she nodded. "Just keep up the brisk action, boys, and you'll really be pleasing me. I really love what you are doing."
"We love doing it," Dennis said.
"Yes, it's really great," Perry nodded.
Now Perry decided it was time to take off her bra. He began to unhook it. His fingers were also trembling with excitement. Wonderful sensations were flowing inside him. He just had to make brisk contact with this beautiful woman's breasts.
"Got lo get this bra off," he said urgently.
"Oh, honey, take it off. I want you to play with my tits," she said.
"For a girl who was uptight about getting involved in this, you sure have settled down," Perry laughed as he unhooked the straps which held together the bra, then pulled it off.
"I just take a little coaxing, I guess," she laughed. "But once I've been coaxed in the right way, I'm ready to go."
"That's for sure," Perry laughed. "And I know something else for sure too."
"What's that?" she asked.
"Those tits are also ready to go."
Once he discarded her bra, his fingers were ready to tear into her. He allowed them to slip and slide over every beautiful crevice of soft but firm flesh.
Every now and then his hot and firm fingers would pinch at the firm flesh. He enjoyed every stroke, and as he moved his fingers around it, he gradually began to increase the tempo of his activities.
"Oh, keep it up on those tits," she urged as her body began to shake.
Dennis, who was finishing his preliminary finger exercises on her leg, was immediately enchanted by the acceleration in tempo. He watched her hips and legs flail with eager enthusiasm as Perry continued allowing his fingers to roam freely and excitedly over her breasts.
"Perry, old boy, you've really got her worked up," Dennis laughed.
"This tits action really does it every time," he laughed confidently.
"With the right type of erotic woman, it sure does," Dennis acknowledged. "And we've really got a hot one on our hands."
"That we have," Perry nodded.
While Perry continued his spirited efforts, running his fingers around every crevice of hot breast flesh, Dennis decided to pull off her panties.
He reached out and grabbed the silk panties, holding them firmly in his fingers. He knew that once he pulled them off her, she would be totally naked, and he would see her snatch for the first time.
"I'm getting ready to put you through the finishing touches," Dennis laughed.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her hips and legs continuing to flail from the activities that were being put forth by Perry.
"I mean that I'm going to strip you clean, make you completely naked," Dennis told her.
"It sounds so sexy the way that you say it."
"If you think that's sexy, then just wait until I do it."
"Do it, honey, do it," she acknowledged. "I want you to strip me completely clean. I want to be naked for you two wonderful guys."
"Now you're talking like our girl," Dennis nodded.
He grabbed a hold of the panties and pulled downward. He slipped them off her with a slow, thorough movement. He got tremendously aroused by watching them slip against the creamy folds of flesh around her legs.
"Oh, what beautiful scenery," he said.
When he got to the point where he slipped the panties below her mound, enabling him to see it for the first time, he ceased his activities abruptly.
"Oh, I've dreamed about seeing this cunt. Now here it is before me, completely exposed," he said excitedly.
"It's yours to play with, honey. Do with it as you see fit," she said.
"I love hearing words like those," Dennis said, heating up with every passionate word. "I love knowing that I'm wanted. And believe me, I want that cunt of yours."
He dipped his fingers downward and let them settle around her burning triangle. He allowed his fingers to toy with the black pubic hairs which rested above her mound.
"Oh, that feels so good when you touch it. Touch it some more," she said.
Now she was erupting with passion. Her body was twisting and turning every which way, enjoying the movements he put forward with his fingers.
While Dennis was toying with her mound, Perry continued to apply his fingers diligently to her breasts. Every now and then Perry would tweak her nipples, causing her entire body to quiver.
Now she was enchanted by the combination of actions supplied by Perry and Dennis. The more she reacted, the more sharply her body twisted and turned, the faster the action they provided her with as they became more and more turned on.
"Keep those hips grinding, baby. I love watching you in motion," Dennis said.
At that point, Dennis decided that he might as well finish the job of undressing her. He wanted to give her every possible freedom of movement, so he pulled the panties down all the way, until they were slipped off her altogether.
Now that Dennis had succeeded in taking off her panties, he let his right hand go to work on her mound. He allowed the fingers to circulate slowly at first, letting the tempo build. As he played with her cunt, he observed her becoming hotter with every succeeding stroke.
"Oh, this is wonderful the way you're touching me. I love it," she said, letting her hips flip back and forth.
"I like your motion," Dennis laughed.
"If you like my motion, and you want more of it, just keep on working those fingers around my cunt."
"I wouldn't think of stopping now."
"And, Perry, do I ever love what you're doing," she said. "It's just great feeling those wonderful fingers of yours on my tits. That's it, pinch my nipples every once in a while, dear. Make me remember that I'm alive. Make me know that I'm a woman with lots of passion. Oh, that's it, now you're really playing with those tits. Move the fingers a little faster, move them a little faster. You too, Dennis, move them a little faster on my cunt. I really love that, keep them going."
"Oh, yes, yes, you're really reacting now," Dennis said.
Now she was beginning to pant ardently as the two young boys continued working their fingers around her.
They were getting more turned on every minute that they stroked her. They loved coming into contact with her private parts. They had dreamed for a long time about what it would be like to see her naked, and now that they were able to observe that beautiful body twisting and turning in the bed, they felt that they had truly achieved progress.
The longer Dennis continued running his fingers over her warm mound, the hotter she got.
It did not take her very long to become moist between her legs. When she began to ooze a little juice, it made both of them just that much more excited.
"Oh, you're getting nice and wet down there," Dennis said.
"I know, and you have everything to do with it."
"Maybe not everything, but some," Dennis acknowledged. "Oh, I just love this action."
"Now we've really got the action going," Perry said in a pleased voice.
"Please go down on me, dear. I can't take it much more. Put that tongue to work in my cunt," she implored. "And you, Perry, start sucking my tits. I need some tongue contact now. This finger contact is just too much. It's gotten me practically in orbit. I need more."
"Hang on, baby, because here we come," Dennis said.
Dennis parted her legs slightly with his fingers. He was getting set to make some brisk contact with her mound.
"That's it. Spread out those legs. Get ready to go down on me," she said.
"That's a gorgeous mound, and I can hardly wait to suck it," he said.
"I'll be shooting inside you, baby. I promise."
"I know you will. I can tell how excited you are. I'll get a nice fresh bust in the mouth."
"But in the nicest way," she laughed.
"That's the only way to get a bust in the mouth," Dennis said. "As a lover, not a fighter. I can hardly wait to taste you."
"I can hardly wait to juice inside you," she said. "Go to work, honey. Go to work on that mound. And you, Perry, go to work on my tits. I want you to suck them."
"I'll do more than that," Perry said. "I will nibble on your nipples."
"That sounds so deliciously exciting," she laughed.
"It will be. Especially the way I'll do it."
"I'll just bet," she said. "Go ahead, honey, you're getting the green light."
"Oh, yes, I'm ready," Perry said.
Perry sank his head down to her breasts. He allowed his tongue to slip over her left breast. Every time it came into contact with her smooth flesh, he became that much more excited.
As for Dennis, he was allowing his tongue to work energetically between her legs. He allowed his tongue to move smoothly but slowly in the beginning, letting the action build inside her searing mound.
"Now you're doing it. Now you're sucking me," she gasped. "Keep up that sucking, dear. I love it, I really love it. Keep it up."
Now they were both sucking for all they were worth. They stepped up the tempo, until they worked their way into a frenzied wave of passion.
Every time Perry would nibble on her breasts, she would become that much more enchanted with the entire operation.
"Keep it up, you guys. I can hardly stand it," she urged. "Keep on sucking me, you're wonderful, I love you, keep sucking, it's great, go after my juice, baby, go after my cunt, Dennis baby, I want it, I want your suck, I'm going to give you my juice, just keep it up, just keep sucking me."
The more excited she became, the more eager they became in turn to do precisely what she wanted them to.
"Now you're on the right track," she nodded. "That's it, keep sucking that cunt, I like that action."
Dennis then decided that he knew what to do to get her even more aroused. He used his teeth to begin nibbling on her clitoris. He only had to do it a few times before she was practically ready to shoot.
"Oh, that's it, you're driving me out of my mind, oh, when you nibble on my clit, oh, it's fantastic," she gasped, kicking her legs back and forth enthusiastically.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The brisk action continued as Jean was driven steadily closer to orgasm.
"Oh, keep up that sucking, keep on sucking my cunt, keep on sucking my tits, I love it, I love it," she said.
It felt great for her to be honestly and truly letting herself go for once in her life. Up to that time she had been disposed toward doing things in the most cautious manner. A lot had revolved around the fact that she wanted to be a teacher, and felt that she had to set an example twenty-four hours a day.
Now she was beginning to live according to her own sensuous standards. She wanted to experience great sexual satisfaction, and now she was doing it.
Perhaps she had been pushed to the brink by the two boys. Perhaps it had taken a good deal of coaxing on their part to get her to yield, but now that she had, she was fully enjoying it.
She was happy that it all had occurred that way. Now she was able to let herself go and truly enjoy every passionate moment of her sexual interlude with them.
She was beginning to sweat now. Her body vibrated every time that they touched her. Every time that Perry's hot tongue stroked against her breasts, the upper part of her body would rock. On every occasion that a hot stab would be expended by Dennis, she would rock the lower part of her body.
Between the two of them, they had her reduced to a panting, seething mash of female sensuality. She was on the verge of shooting off her cunt juices into Dennis' mouth.
"Oh, nibble me a few more times, then suck it," she commanded.
He nibbled on her clitoris and then went back to sucking her dewy, wet cuntal petals. His tongue slipped with great enthusiasm as he pushed forward, hoping to achieve that hot liquid load that he wanted to digest.
"Oh, I'm there, suck it all out, baby, I'm shooting, I'm shooting off my cunt juice inside you, oh, it's great, just great, oh, oh, oh," she gasped.
He lifted his tongue from her pussy after she exploded. He looked at her and smiled.
"How'd you like that?" he asked. "I loved it."
At that point Perry also called his activities to a halt. He had a satisfied look on his face. But that did not mean that he was content to the point of not wanting to do more. As far as overall sex activities were concerned, the afternoon was only beginning, and Perry knew it.
"You really gave her a good suck, old boy," Perry said.
"I guess she liked it," Dennis said.
"I loved it, and I loved the tit sucking too."
"Doesn't it feel great to let yourself go?"
"It feels wonderful," she nodded.
"Now I've got to suck that pussy," Perry said.
"I'd be more than happy to let you do it."
"Then, how about us trading places, old man," Perry patted his friend on the shoulder.
"I'll do that. But you know what we ought to do first," Dennis looked over at his friend.
"What's that?"
"We ought to take off our own clothes."
"You know, I guess you've got a point there. I got so worked up with the sucking that I didn't even realize what was happening. We should have all gotten stripped at the same time."
"I'd love to see you both good and nude," she acknowledged.
"We would have stripped before we started," Dennis explained, "except that, after we got so worked up, there was nothing else to do except screw. We absolutely couldn't contain ourselves."
"That's right," Perry said. "It's rare when we get like that."
"Usually we know what we're doing, even if we are fucking somebody we dig," Dennis said.
"But you're something else, you're fantastic," Perry said.
"Since you're that nice, I certainly ought to do all I can to please you," she said.
"You already have, but there's a lot more to be done too," Dennis said.
"One thing that needs to be done is that I need to suck her snatch too," Perry said.
"I'm more than willing to spread these legs of mine and let you loose on my twat right now," she acknowledged.
"Then, that's all I need to hear," Perry laughed.
"Then, I'd better get up out of here, so you two can get to work," Dennis laughed.
"It's not work, dear, it's play," she chuckled.
"But very important play," Perry added.
"Very important," she looked at Perry sensuously.
Perry was practically melted just by her glance. She did wonderful things for him, he observed, more wonderful than any other girl he had ever encountered. He had to suck her and fuck her in every conceivable way. It was necessary, for both her happiness as well as his own.
He got set to unleash his tongue on her. He flipped it around inside his mouth as the passions generated within his entire body.
"Get ready for a hot sucking session," Perry said.
"Come and get me, baby."
"You're fair game."
"I'm very willing game."
"And beautiful game, I might add," he patted her on her left buttock as he got set to climb into bed with her.
Dennis got up and stood off to the side, watching his friend Perry as he got set to unload his tongue on Jean's beautiful twat.
Perry ran his fingers up and down her legs, enjoying the brisk contact with the solid firm flesh.
"What beautiful legs," he panted.
"They're all yours, honey, I'm all yours."
"My favorite teacher."
"My favorite students, Perry and Dennis."
"Oh, I've got to let my tongue loose on those legs."
"Go ahead."
His tongue slid eagerly around her creamy thighs. The faster his tongue worked, the hotter he became.
Now he was nibbling and sucking at a feverish pitch. He plunged his tongue, and teeth, into her with feverish passion. The tempo was continuing to build, pushing ahead, extending itself until he trembled with great urgency.
"Suck me, go down on me," she gasped. "I can't take too much more of this stabbing in my legs, I need it in my snatch, give it to me there, I want it, baby, go after it."
"Oh, darling, I will," he said as he withdrew his tongue from her creamy thigh.
As he went to work on her burning snatch, his friend Dennis began to strip. Dennis was looking forward to the fucks which lay ahead, following Perry's exciting interlude wit: Now Perry was letting his tongue dart feverishly inside her mound. It set a blazing pace in her feverish cuntal petals. She was wet with excitement down there, and the longer he sucked her, the wetter she became.
She was also beginning to break a good sweat on her forehead, and under her arms, from the savage and relentless assault which the boys were putting forth on her snatch.
Now it was Perry's turn and he was making the most of it, letting that tongue pierce her with sweeping excitement.
"Keep up that sucking, I want it," she gasped.
"Oh, Perry, you're doing a fantastic job," Dennis said as he stepped out of his trousers. "Just keep it up, old boy, and you'll get a taste of that nice pussy juice."
The frenzied pace continued. Perry would not be satisfied until he tasted her.
Perry also decided that he could get some extra stimulation by doing something else. He decided that his lover could also reap the benefits of such an activity.
The activity was to thrust his right forefinger high up into her anus. He stabbed it, letting it drive high into her asshole. The faster he tore into her, the better she liked it.
"Oh, what you're doing to my asshole, oh, Perry, are you ever giving me thrills, keep it up and I'll fill your mouth with my juice, keep it up, keep sucking me, keep that suck going, I love it, keep sucking me, suck, suck, suck, suck," she said.
He drilled her with his tongue and his finger simultaneously. He stepped up his pace until he proceeded at such a high degree of activity that there was no turning back. From there on, he just had to keep sending his surging tongue flying spiritedly forward, until she shot off her juice.
"Now you're really sucking her cunt, old boy, and keep that finger fucking going, keep the finger up her asshole, she really digs that, I can tell it," Dennis put in.
Now Dennis was stripping himself of his underwear. His cock was long and hard, just like it had been that afternoon when she had sucked it.
He began stroking it, but made certain that he did not allow his fingers to run up and down it too fast. He knew that if he did so, it would work against him. He knew that he would be shooting, without being able to come into brisk contact with the body of the woman he loved.
Dennis couldn't help but grin as he thought of how far Jean Johnson had come from that day when she wanted to back off from any kind of activity. It had taken them a great deal of time and effort to bring her around. Now they were reaping the benefits of that activity. They had a woman who was willing to do anything and everything to please them.
"Keep that sucking going, keep that finger fucking going, give me all your zeal, baby, suck me with everything you've got," she called out frantically to Perry as he continued sucking her. "Come on, baby, keep up that sucking, I really love it, keep it up."
His piercing stabs continued until, a few moments later, she let out one long sigh.
That sigh was immediately followed by an expenditure of warm juice inside his mouth.
"Well, you got your load," Dennis laughed.
"I sure did. What a pussy she's got. And what an ass she's got."
"What a tongue you've got, and what a finger you've got," Jean laughed.
"Now you're really our girl," Perry laughed, patting her on the ass cheek.
"I guess I am. I'm proud of it."
"We're proud to have you," Perry said.
"Now I've got to worry about this big cock of mine," Dennis pointed down toward his huge erection.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Now it was Perry who stepped aside. He walked over to the other side of the room, giving Dennis the opportunity to swing back into action.
"Go get her, tiger," Perry said.
"I sure as hell will."
"With that damned hard-on you've got, I guess you will."
"This chick brings out the hardest of the hard-ons in me."
"You and me both."
"Get your clothes off, old buddy, and you can hump her after I'm through."
"That I will do."
"Come on, baby, let's go," she promptly encouraged Dennis.
Dennis was all set to move, but first he wanted to show his cock off for her purposes. He loved to experience the satisfaction of a woman looking excitedly at his big prick.
He put his right hand on it, pumping up and down on the huge organ. As he continued to pump, she sat up in bed and viewed his huge erection in the manner of a person in the midst of a hypnotic trance.
"Oh, honey, what a prick you've got," she said. "You can fuck me anytime you want to."
"I'm glad to hear you say that," he nodded, continuing to briskly stroke his prick. "I remember when you weren't all that enthusiastic with us. I remember when all you wanted to do was' to punish us."
"That was then," she said. "I'll still punish you if you give me static in class. But you can give me all the static you want right here."
"I'll be more than happy to."
"Provided it's good old cock static."
"That's the only kind of static I've got, baby," he winked. "At least, the only kind that you'd be interested in. Yes, I'd love nothing better than slamming that red hot dick into you. I've done it to your mouth already, so this time I want to do it inside your snatch."
"That sounds very romantic."
"That's only the beginning. Just wait until I start stabbing the thing inside you."
"I'll bet you've got a damned spear on you. I know you've got one, just by looking at it."
"Sword, spear, whatever you want to call it," he shrugged. "It's a pretty damned good dick. And I know just how to use it."
"I'll bet you do. It's a very proud dick, as I can see."
"I love pumping it. I just love turning on a chick like you."
"You'll turn on just about any chick with a cock like that," she said. "At least, any chick with any brains and class."
"That's the way I like to hear my girl talk."
"Come on into bed with me, honey, and let's make some of that sheet music."
"I'm on my way, lover."
"I want you to fuck me."
"Yes, we're talking the best kind of sheet music imaginable."
"I want you to start practicing it on me."
"Just wait until I get into high gear."
"I'm waiting. I can hardly wait. I know that you're just going to stab the hell out of my cunt."
"You don't sound like a teacher now."
"I'm not, I'm a hot woman. I never thought I'd be able to let myself go like this. You guys are just great, you've really made me see what I've been missing. Get in here, baby, and fuck me, before I get up and chase you around the room. I'll stick this cunt in you before you have a chance to stick your cock in me. Either way, I'm determined to be fucked."
"You are pretty horny," he said.
"The horniest, honey, and I'm hot for that dick of yours. Go ahead and put it to work."
"I will, I'm just exercising it a little."
"From the looks of it, it doesn't need any more exercise. You can just ram the hell out of me with it."
"That's just what I intend to do. But I'm making sure that the old tool is sharpened up, as sharp as it's going to get."
"If it gets any sharper, I don't know if my pussy can handle it."
"I think your pussy could handle just about anything."
"Maybe you're right," she shrugged.
While the conversation continued between the two hot lovers, Perry was beginning to take off his clothes. He also sported a huge erection, which he looked forward to putting into active contact with Jean Johnson.
He watched closely every move. He became particularly interested when his good friend Dennis slid into bed with her.
"Sock it to her, Dennis buddy," he said. "Give her a good fuck, ram that prick up her pussy."
"Yes, it's going to be a great pussy to fuck. I can already see myself creaming inside you, darling," he said.
"I want your luscious cream."
"You've had it once."
"I know, but in my mouth. This time I want it in my hot snatch."
"That's just where you're going to get it."
"Good. Come on, baby."
"Okay, darling. Just move over."
"I'll give you as much room as you want."
"Good, I need plenty of room. I'm a real jazz-man when I start flipping this cock of mine around."
"What do you mean that you're a jazz-man?" she looked at him in puzzlement.
"I mean that I'm full of jive, I know how to slide, and I move real groovy from side to side," he laughed.
"Hey, that's not bad. Now you fuck me that way, and you'll drive me out of my mind."
"When I get that prick of mine going, you're going to go out of your mind, honey."
"That's exactly the way I want to go. If I'm ever going to go out of my mind, I want it to be when a bruiser is shoving his hot meat into me."
"Oh, darling."
He lowered his body into bed. Her eyes continued to remain focused on that hot stick of his. She was looking forward to the moment when he would slam it into her. She was hoping that he would plunge it into her with relentless zeal, and show her no quarter.
She wanted a fuck, a good fuck, and decided that Dennis was just the man to do it. She was really highly impressed with Dennis and Perry. They were two handsome young guys who really knew where it was at when it came to pleasing a woman.
Now Perry had completely stripped and was standing where Dennis had earlier. He would also have the opportunity to jack off. Like Dennis, however, he realized the importance of not shooting off his dick. If he went so far as to prematurely orgasm, that would mean that he would have wasted one that he could have shared with beautiful Jean.
Dennis was running his hands down the warm back of Jean. He was exciting to her body electricity. Even though it would have been easy for him to shove his cock into her quickly and explode just as fast, he did not want to do that. He wanted to savor the enjoyment of a wonderful relationship with her. He wanted to experience a number of pleasurable delights before getting into the act of screwing her cunt.
He wrapped his arms finally around her body. He allowed his lips to plunge against hers. Several times they met in rapturous bliss.
They were both getting extremely hot. It did not take them long to become totally enamored with each other. Now it was just a question of time as to when they would get into the act, and how long it would last.
"Oh, what hot kisses," she gasped.
"I know, that's the only kind I give."
"Keep it up, keep me going, baby."
"I intend to. You're beautiful."
"Kiss me again."
"I will."
"Oh, how wonderful."
"Oh, oh."
They shared several more kisses, after which he rammed his tongue into her hot mouth. Their tongues collided and bathed in glorious delight. They remained locked for quite some time. They were enjoying the movements of each other's tongues.
Now his fingers were touching her breasts. They moved over the warm surface of her skin. As they did, she began to sigh and moan.
Her body began to twist from side to side as his finger movements continued to gain in intensity. The faster he moved his fingers over her breasts, the faster her body moved, and the faster the entire process became, the greater the eagerness that swelled within them to culminate these wonderful sensations in a beautiful sex act.
"Give it to her, Dennis, fuck her good," Perry said.
He was masturbating at a conservative pace. He did not want to move too swiftly. He wanted to approach the stage of peak excitement, from there going on to the actual fuck itself.
After Dennis succeeded in running his fingers over her smooth skin and getting her all the hotter, he decided to kiss her again.
This time his target area was in the vicinity of her breasts. He kissed her nipples several times soothingly, then slipped his tongue around the entire creamy surface of her hot boobs.
"Oh, I love the way you're whipping that tongue around me, you're a great tongue man, a wonderful tongue man, a good tongue man and a great cocksman," she said. "I'm sure you're going to be a great fuck, I'm sure you're really going to ram that thing into me, I'll get you good and hot, and then you can stab me with that prick of yours, then you can give it all you've got, until the hot juicy cum spurts out of it."
Dennis finally removed his tongue from her breasts. Then he looked up at her and exclaimed: "Now I'm going to tear the hell out of that pussy of yours, I'm going to give you a fuck you wouldn't believe."
"That's the kind of talk I like to hear. Sock it to me."
"Just feed me vagina, baby, and you won't regret it."
"It's all yours. My pussy is all yours. Fuck the hell out of it, honey."
"Oh, darling, that's what I like. The open door policy. So I've got an open door to your cunt, huh?" he smiled.
"So you did learn a little something about history. You know what the open door policy is."
"I know what my open door policy is. I don't know about the other one."
"It was all about China. Don't you remember about that?"
"Right now I don't really care. I care about two things. The open door policy is one of them."
"What's the other?"
"The open fly policy. When I'm within cock-shot of a beautiful broad, then the old open fly policy comes into effect. I unzip and let the old prick at them."
"You're a pretty dirty minded little man," she laughed.
"How can you dare call me a little man when I've got a cock this big."
"Just a figure of speech."
"Well, it was the wrong figure. The right figure to look at is the one I've got between my legs, here. It looks pretty damned good, doesn't it?"
"You've really got an ego, where that cock is concerned."
"That's where my achievements are."
"I can tell. With a quality tool like that to work with, I'll bet you've had plenty of achievements."
"Yes, but the biggest one is to come."
"What's that?"
"Your pussy. That will be my biggest achievement."
"It looks like a pretty good snatch," Perry nodded. "It will be a great achievement, Dennis, pump that prick to her."
"Thanks for your message of support."
"Think nothing of it. I'll be needing her to take care of my dick, after you get through."
"We'll both get a damned good shot at it."
"That's what I need, just one good shot."
"I'll tell you what. Why don't you come on over here and we'll make it a threesome. As a matter of fact, come to think of it, that might be even better."
"Just what have you got in mind?" Jean asked, looking at him.
"I just got a great idea," Dennis said. "That is, if my buddy Perry wants to go along with it."
"Let's hear it. I'm always open to suggestions."
"While I'm ramming it to her vagina, why don't you ram your cock down her throat."
"But I got a blow job from her the other day. I'd like to try something a little different."
"Don't you see, you silly clown! I'm talking about something different."
"You're talking about a blow job. How is that different?"
"This kind of blow job sure as hell would be different."
"Just what do you mean?"
"This way, you jerk, you ram that hard prick of yours down her throat. It's a throat fuck, that's just like stabbing your old pecker into a gal's pussy. It's the same thing. You give her a ride. You're doing the riding, you're controlling the action. All she does is lie back there and take it. It ought to be a great thrill for her. While she is getting a hot stab up her pussy, you're going to be slamming your hot prick down her throat."
"Don't I have something to say about this," Jean chimed in.
"Go ahead, honey. What have you got to say?" Dennis asked.
"I don't know if I would like this idea of somebody stabbing his cock down my throat. It doesn't sound good at all."
"You'll love it," Dennis said. "You can't help but love it. You're getting it from Perry. You liked sucking him before, didn't you?"
"Yes, but that was different. He wasn't ramming the thing down my throat. I was controlling the situation, I was sucking him. It sounds now like he would be fucking me, and my mouth would just have to go along with it. Just like my pussy's going along with it when you fuck me."
"Well, is that bad?"
"For my pussy, I guess not."
"How about your mouth? What's wrong with getting a good stab inside your mouth? That way you're getting it two ways. It's a fantastic sensation. Double sensation, rather."
"Why don't you at least give it a try," Perry said.
"Then, that means that you are turned on by it?" a happy Dennis looked at Perry.
"That's right, I'm turned on by it."
"Then, why don't we get the old double fuck started," Dennis said.
"We'd better, because I'm too damned horny to hold out for much longer," Perry said.
"I'll give it a try, but if I let out a scream, then you'll know what it's all about."
"It's not going to be easy to scream, with that cock slammed down your throat," Perry laughed.
"Okay, I'll have to figure out something else."
"You won't want to figure out anything else," Perry said. "You're going to have too big a blast just getting your throat fucked by my dick."
"We'll see."
"I know we will," Dennis said. "I predict that after this is over, you'll say that it's the best fuck you've ever had in your life."
"I hope you're right," she said.
The fucking then began. Dennis rammed his hot stick into her pussy, producing a gasp from her at the very outset.
"Oh, you entered me, it feels so wonderful," she exclaimed.
"Now I, too, am going to enter you," Perry said.
Perry straddled his legs between her head. While Dennis' hips were flinging back and forth, he sent his cock flying forward in hot spurts, driving himself diligently.
Perry then entered her mouth, driving his fleshy spear into the cavernous moist reaches of her mouth. At first he was inclined to confine his activities to the outer edges of her mouth, but as time elapsed, he stabbed her harder and harder, throwing his prick into her with greater frenzy than before.
"Oh, am I going to fuck that throat of yours, am I ever going to fuck your mouth," he said.
"Go to it, Perry baby, I'm really ramming it up her cunt," Dennis said.
Jean soon found out what Dennis and Perry had been talking about. The longer she became acclimated to the double fuck that was proceeding, the better she liked it.
All the while Perry continued to stab more relentlessly, and with greater zeal, inside her mouth. She enjoyed accepting his cock, feeling the hot meat throbbing into the innermost depths of her mouth.
While her mouth was receiving blazing sensations, so was her cunt. Those side-to-side motions that Dennis had boasted about were now being carried out. He drilled her repeatedly, shoving his prick into her with devastating force.
"Oh, what a tight pussy you've got, you've got the best vagina I've ever fucked," Dennis said. "This is a great fuck, a wonderful fuck, just the kind of fuck I love, just the kind of screw any young hot guy wants to have, and I've got it, I've got you, I'm going to shoot my juices into your cunt, I'm going to shoot it all in you, I'm going to drain my juices in your pussy, I'm going to really fuck you."
Now they were both setting a bruising pace, delivering their cock stabs at a speedy rate. The faster they pumped, the more frenziedly excited they became over the prospect of shooting off their juices.
"Oh, I'm going to pour that juice in your snatch, I'm going to really fuck you," Dennis said.
"Oh, I'm really pounding it to her now, Dennis. I'm really slipping the cock inside her mouth," Perry exclaimed.
"I can see you are," Dennis nodded. "That's great, we've really got a double fuck going, this broad has never been fucked like this in her entire life. We're really giving it to her, and I'll bet she'll be appreciative by the time we're through."
"She's sure going to wind up with one hell of a lot of juice."
"That she is. I've really got a load stored up."
"So do I."
"Come to think of it, I always have a good load stored up."
"Me, too. Isn't that the only way to fly?"
They kept it up until they reached the very depths of passion. At that point their bodies began to tremble even noticeably more than before. They were only a few stabs away from shooting off their pricks inside her.
Now it was just a question of who would shoot first. They were pushing and pumping with everything they had. While Dennis poured meat to her with everything in him, driving it to the moist depths of her pussy, Perry was shoving his cock into her until it extended all the way to the base of her throat.
"Oh, that's it, here it comes, oh, oh, oh," Dennis said. "Oh, oh, what an orgasm, oh, here comes the cream, oh, oh, accept it, baby, this is it, oh, oh, oh."
"You really creamed inside her," Perry nodded. "I'll be there in just a few strokes."
"Yen, I can see you're on the right track."
"I sure am. Just a few more strokes."
"Slam it into her, slam that cock into her mouth. Slam it down her throat."
Then the second of the two deluges hit. Perry drained his prick dry, shooting it off inside her mouth. She coughed several times, but did her best to stay with every drop. She wanted to please Perry in every way, after the throat fuck he had given her.
"Oh, here it comes, this is it, now I'm shooting, this is fantastic, eat it all, eat every drop, eat it all, eat it raw, eat my hot juice, yes, baby, eat my hot juice," he encouraged.
She boldly stuck with his load, gobbling up every precious drop. After it was all over she smiled enthusiastically.
"Well, you guys were right, it was great," she said.
"All you've got to do is be a little daring," Perry laughed. He had just finished taking his cock out of her mouth.
"This girl is daring all right. Before we know it, she'll be teaching us things about sex."
"I suppose maybe I should be already. After all, I'm the teacher, not you guys."
"We could be teachers when it comes to sex," Perry laughed. "They ought to let us teach sex education in school."
"But none of the girls would be safe," Jean laughed.
"You'd be surprised how many of them would be safe as far as we're concerned," Dennis laughed.
"That's for sure," Perry said.
"They'd be safe because a lot of them just plain aren't worth fucking," Dennis said. "But as far as some of the teachers are concerned, that's something else. I know one teacher who would never be safe around me."
"Yes, we both just fucked her," Perry said. "She's not safe around me either."
"I'd be disappointed if I were ever safe around either one of you," Jean said.
"That's one disappointment you're never going to have to experience," Perry said.
"Not while we're around," Dennis said.
Jean felt tremendously alive. An exhilarated feeling flashed through her over what had occurred. She had let herself go to the very limits, absorbing a double fuck, and was very happy about the whole thing.
"I can't believe how dull my life was before I met you guys," she laughed.
"It'll never be dull again, as long as we have anything to say about it," Perry said.
"There's nothing the two of us like any better than fucking," Dennis said.
"And we do it pretty good too," Perry said.
"I certainly found that out," Jean said.
"I just wish you kept some booze around here," Dennis said.
"Maybe you guys can corrupt me that way too, before I'm through," she burst into laughter. "We'll be sure to work on it," Perry told her.
CHAPTER NINE
Following Jean's wild orgy with Dennis and Perry, she experienced a sudden change of heart.
She began to become extremely worried over her conduct. She recognized just how tenuous her job situation would be if news concerning her activities ever became known.
She wondered just how far she could trust the two young students in her class. Despite the fact that they were highly mature when it came to sexual development, and in understanding the myriad nuances of screwing, they were not as mature in other areas as she would like them to be. She was always afraid that they might talk out of turn, and as a consequence she would get in dire trouble.
Jean did her best to systematically avoid them in a social context. Every time they would come her way between classes, she would do her best to duck away from them.
"I wonder if she's trying to avoid us," Dennis said as he entered the classroom with Perry one morning.
"I've been wondering the same thing."
"Maybe we ought to do something about that."
"Let's hatch a plan."
"Now you're talking."
They discussed their plan of getting her involved once more.
After a good deal of thoughtful consideration, they concluded that the best way to bet involved with her anew would be through acting up some more in the classroom. They had calmed in the immediate aftermath of their sexual conquest of her. But now that she was attempting apparently to avoid any further contact with them, they decided that they would have to take steps to bring her back into line.
"Let's give her a real rough time today," Dennis winked the morning after they decided to deliberate over a plan.
"We're going to have to. We'll have to pull out all the stops."
"We will. We'll get her involved again."
"We'd better. My itchy cock won't hold out much longer."
"Neither will mine."
"Since I started fucking with her, I haven't felt the same toward the other chicks I was balling before."
"Same here."
By the end of the day they had Jean Johnson so angry that she was practically trembling. They cracked a number of off-color jokes, which had the boys in the classroom rolling with hysterical laughter, while the girls turned crimson in embarrassment.
"You two are absolutely uncouth," she shrieked, during the last period of the day.
"No, we're not. We're downright funny, otherwise all these guys wouldn't be laughing at us," Dennis said.
"You think you're very smart, but if you only knew how dumb you really are. Look at your test scores sometime."
"That's not what they pay off on," Perry laughed. "They pay off on how good a line of bullshit you've got in this world. That's how we're going to make it. We're both good bullshit artists."
"I will not tolerate such language in this classroom," she told them angrily.
"Why are you always saying that same thing?" Dennis asked.
"Because you're always using dirty language," she said.
"Can't you have a little fun," Dennis laughed. "This doesn't happen to be a playground, even though you like to use it as such," she said. "It can't be a playground," Perry said. "No, it can't be. I'm glad you're finally agreeing with me."
"That's not what I mean," he shook his head.
"Then, what do you mean?" she looked at him.
"If it was a real playground, I'd be playing with you on that floor right now," Perry laughed.
All the boys in the class laughed uproariously at his remark. He grinned like a Cheshire cat, proud at having made that remark.
"You vile creature," she screamed.
"I'm not vile, I'm just sexy."
"I've taken enough off of both of you."
Her trembling body pushed forward as she walked toward them. She delivered a hard slap with her right hand to Perry's face. She then did precisely the same thing to Dennis' face.
"What's all that for?" Perry asked, rubbing the soreness out of his face.
"That's for being so vile. And I've got more news for you both."
"What's that?" Dennis asked.
"You're both staying after school."
She turned around and walked back to the front of the room. As she sat down at her desk, she became terribly depressed. She sensed that the two boys were deliberately pushing her to the brink, in order to force her to keep them after school.
In spite of the fact that she was aware of this probable ploy, she still went along with it. Her reason was that if she had not disciplined them by forcing them to stay after school, there no doubt would have been more such outbreaks, either from them or from somebody else in the class. If some of the more unruly boys, those who were on the borderline, had seen Dennis and Perry get away with such conduct, and not be forced to remain after school, they could be expected to do the same thing.
The last period passed very slowly. Jean continued remaining fearful about the prospects of the after-school activity. She was afraid that she would be forced into a corner, and she had to prepare herself accordingly.
She knew that it was imperative that she not yield to their wishes, no matter how hot they might make her. She could not help but recognize that, unless she exercised tremendous caution, she would succumb to their advances. They were both attractive young boys, and they had given her, her greatest sex kicks.
She felt herself breaking into a sweat as she sat stiffly at her desk. Now the classroom was entirely empty, with the exception of Dennis and Perry.
"Just why are you keeping us after school, teach?" Perry asked sarcastically.
"Can't you ever knock off your smart alecky routine?" she asked.
"You've got us all wrong," Dennis said. "I'm afraid I've got you pegged in a totally accurate way. You're both out for what you can get, and that's it."
"You've been driving us nuts the last few days," Perry said.
"I'm afraid you've got it backwards. I've been the one that's been subjected to all the problems.
Remember, I'm the teacher and I'm trying to maintain some discipline in the class."
"That's not what we're talking about," Dennis said.
"That's what I'm talking about," she said.
"But what we're talking about is even more important," Perry said.
"I don't think so," she said. "I know that I'm paid to teach a class, and when the students act like a pack of hyenas, then everything goes awry."'
"But what's wrong with us is even more basic," Perry said.
She watched him jump out of his desk. He walked briskly toward her. She continued watching him as he unzipped his pants.
A smile of satisfaction surfaced on his lips as he observed her watching him very carefully. He pulled the prick out of his trousers and fondled it affectionately in his fingers.
"This is a beautiful cock, look at it," he said.
"Put it away," she said.
"You don't really want that."
"She sure doesn't," Dennis said.
Dennis then jumped up out of his desk and walked toward the desk of the teacher. She was becoming more fearful every second. The very thing that she should not allow to happen was actually happening. She was being forced into a corner. She recognized that if she yielded at all, there would be no turning back.
Dennis then unzipped his trousers, pulling out his hard cock. Now she was staring at two hard cocks, which stood only a few inches away from her.
"You mean to say you're not impressed with this?" Dennis said.
"Yen, you mean to say you don't dig this action?" Perry said.
"Put those things away. I will not ask you again."
"I guess you won't ask us again," Perry chuckled. "You're so turned on you don't want us to put them away. Let's be honest."
"Just what are you two guys trying to prove?" she said with a tone of desperation.
"We're only trying to prove that you dig us and that we dig you," Perry said. "Let's knock off all this bullshit. Let's get down to brass tacks."
"Yen, let's have a good fuck," Dennis said. "If you don't want to do it here, we can always go over to your pad again."
"It just can't go on this way, it just can't," she suddenly buried her head in her hands and began to sob. "Can't you see, I'll be ruined, I'll be absolutely ruined, my whole teaching career will be over."
"We said we wouldn't allow that to happen," Perry said.
She looked up at them suddenly. "Just how can you stop it if somebody finds out?" she asked.
"Because nobody is going to find out," Dennis said confidently.
"We just wanted to get you here alone so we could talk to you," Perry said. "We're just desperate. We need some sex release, and we need it fast. We think you're beautiful, we love you, and after we had sex that last time over at your place, we figured that we would be set to have it with you again. We want to have it with you often. We love you, can't you see? We really do."
"Can't you find somebody else? There are an awful lot of girls around, you know," she attempted to reason with them.
"We just can't get used to anybody else now that we've had you," Dennis said. "You're so great when you let yourself go. There are very few women who will do that like you do."
"What do you say we have a party over at your place tomorrow night?" Perry said. "That's the big reason we made such a fuss in class today. We wanted you to keep us after school. We needed to talk to you."
"Was it necessary for you to make sex cracks?" she asked, still stung by all that happened.
"We had to get desperate when we saw that you weren't going to suggest keeping us after," Dennis explained. "We were hoping that, right after we started acting up, you would keep us after. But it took us quite a while to get you to do things our way."
"I don't like you using that kind of intimidation on me," she said.
"It was all we could do," Perry explained. "You run away from us every time you see us. We had to resort to something desperate."
"You want to have a party at my house tomorrow night?" she looked at them.
"You're damned right we do," Dennis said. "We'll bring some friends of ours, and have a blast. You remember what you said last time. You said that you liked sex with us better than having it with anybody else."
"I remember what I said."
"Are you going to tell us now that that was a big lie?" Perry said. "No, it wasn't."
"Then, what do you say about having a party over at your pad?" Perry asked.
"I suppose so," she finally conceded. "What time?"
"About eight."
"Just who are you bringing?" she asked.
"We ought to keep that a secret," Dennis said. "But I'll tell you one thing. You'll be damned happy about the whole thing."
"We'll be damned happy when we get to fuck you again. Can we do something now?" Perry asked.
"I'd rather we didn't," she said. "It's much too risky."
"Can we go over to your house?" Dennis probed.
"Come on, fellows," she managed a thin smile. "It's already Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday. You can certainly wait until then."
"Yeah, I guess you need your rest until then," Perry quipped. "With cocks like ours to satisfy, you'll need to be well rested by tomorrow night."
"You're absolutely right," she nodded. "So please put those cocks back in your pants where they belong."
"We'll do it," Dennis nodded. "We'll be really looking forward to seeing you tomorrow night."
She watched them zip their trousers back up. A few minutes later all of them had vanished from the class.
Throughout her drive home, she kept thinking about what she had consented to. She was still in a trap, but so far it had been a powerfully erotic one that she would not want to trade places over with anybody.
Maybe she was doing something wrong, but somehow it didn't seem that way to her. All she knew was that her pussy was receiving greater satisfaction, since she had met Dennis and Perry, than it ever had previously in her life.
CHAPTER TEN
A tightness formed in Jean Johnson's stomach as she awaited the arrival of Dennis and Perry.
She wondered just what the evening would hold in store. She stood before her mirror, and examined herself in her lovely white dress. She did, she had to admit to herself, look absolutely beautiful.
Now that she had resigned herself into being in such a predicament, and since she was willing to take the risks of continued sexual involvement with them, she wanted to make the most of the situation. She wanted to make certain that she made them both very happy with her sex potentials.
One thing that bothered her was the admission on their part that they intended to bring others to the party. She wondered what kind of people they would be, and how far out of hand the party would become. She decided that, if it got too wild, she would have to do her best to restrain those involved. Otherwise, she would be running the risk of being thrown out of her apartment. The accompanying bad publicity could cost her, her position at the school.
At eight-fifteen her doorbell rang. She answered the door quickly and observed Dennis and Perry. They stood looking at her, wearing wide smiles.
"Hello, baby," Dennis said. "Can we come in?"
"Sure, come in," she held the door open for them.
As she opened the door wider, she saw the other guests sandwiched in the corners, not far from the door. They had been hidden from view, but now they were all observable.
Two handsome young men who appeared to be in their early twenties entered the room, looking at her and grinning. They were accompanied by a beautiful blonde girl of about the same age.
"Greetings," the girl said.
"Hello," Jean said.
The two strange young men were leering at Jean. She definitely got the point that they expected sex, and expected it fast. She was miffed at Dennis and Perry for subjecting her to such a situation.
It was not that they were unattractive, because they were very attractive. But what she resented was the manner in which she was being used. She did not feel as if she should be taken for granted, like the type of girl who would automatically jump into bed with anybody that Dennis and Perry would bring around.
As for the other girl, she no doubt was there to receive some action as well. She recognized that things could get pretty wild, what with her and the other girl outnumbered two to one.
Dennis stepped forward and introduced the three strange guests.
"Cal Gordon, this is Jean Johnson," he began.
A tall young man with dark brown hair bowed and smiled.
"How's it going, Jean?" he asked in a melodic tone.
"Just fine, thank you."
"That's good. Things will be going even better as times goes on."
At that point Dennis and Perry cracked up laughing.
"Standing next to Cal, Jean, is his friend Ralph Duncan," Dennis continued.
She looked over at the slightly stockier, slightly shorter dark-haired man standing next to Cal. He held a sack under his right arm. She wondered what the sack contained.
"Hello there, Jean baby," he winked suggestively.
"Good evening," Jean said in a fairly subdued tone.
"Don't talk so quiet now," Ralph said. "Speak up, baby. No need to be blue about anything.
You've got every right to be happy, what with the kind of action we're going to give you."
"I will not be taken for granted," Jean snapped.
"Oh, honey, the boys don't mean anything," Perry said.
"Of course, they don't," Dennis said. "They don't take people for granted. They're just having a little good-natured fun with you."
"Sure, no need to get uptight about anything," Cal smiled.
"She sometimes gets a little touchy," Perry said.
"And this is Mona Stewart," she was introduced to the beautiful blonde.
"Hi," Mona beamed radiantly.
"Hello, Mona," she said. Mona made the most favorable impression on Jean at the beginning. She had a carefree unassuming way about her that she liked, without the accompanying sarcasm that she detected from Cal and Ralph.
"How about us having a little something to drink?" Dennis looked over at Ralph.
"Shall I open it up?" Ralph asked.
"Hell yes," Perry said. "What do we want to save it for, next Christmas?"
"I sure can't wait that long, that's for sure," Cal said. "I'll be damned dry long before that time."
"I'll be downright dehydrated," Ralph said. "Sure, let's have ourselves something to drink right now."
Jean watched with interest as he reached into the sack and pulled out a fifth of bourbon. A big grin surfaced on his face as he held it up for Jean to look at.
"Hope you dig good bourbon, honey," Ralph said.
"She's not much of a drinker," Dennis said. "We're trying to get her from being so much of a square."
"We'll get her good and drunk along with the rest of us," Cal said.
Ralph walked into the kitchen. He started taking glasses down from the open cupboard. He reached into the refrigerator and pulled out some ice cubes.
"You people just believe in taking over the place, don't you?" Jean looked angrily at Cal.
"Hell, I thought we were guests," Cal shrugged. "If we're not wanted here, we'll leave."
"That might not be a bad idea," Jean said, "if you're going to act like you own the place or something."
"I didn't know that was how we were acting," Cal said.
"Don't get so uptight, Jean," Dennis said. "They were invited by Perry and me."
"Sure we were," Cal said.
"Okay, maybe I'm just being unreasonable," Jean finally conceded.
"Everybody come out here and get your drinks," Ralph said. "There are too many for me to drag out there. I was very easy on the water and liberal with the whiskey."
"That's the only way I want to drink," Perry said.
Jean found herself accompanying Dennis, Perry, Cal and Mona into the kitchen.
She picked up one of the glasses and took a long sip. She made a face and coughed several times.
"Now you're showing your inexperience," Ralph Duncan laughed.
"Yes, in this are, I'm inexperienced and I don't see anything wrong with it," Jean struck back.
"No need to get all riled up," Cal laughed. "We've all got to start sometime."
"We'll have her an old pro before we're through," Dennis laughed.
Jean proceeded to nurse her drink slowly. The rest of the group drank in an extremely rapid manner. Before long everyone else was ready for the second round of drinks.
"Cal, Ralph and Mona are all students at state college," Dennis exclaimed.
"Yen, we're majoring in sociology, and that means that we're real interested in living," Cal said.
"I'm very familiar with sociology," Jean nodded. "I did minor in it in college."
"Then, I guess you dig what we're saying," Ralph said. "If you want to really learn about society and people, you've just got to get in there and live."
"Yes, I see your point. It's just a question of what you mean by living."
"We mean letting yourself go," Mona laughed.
"It just depends on how far," Jean said.
"We go about as far as we can," Cal laughed.
"Coming from you, that statement is of no surprise," Jean nodded.
"Just what do you mean by that?" Dennis asked.
"Just what I said," Jean said. "He looks like the kind of guy who would get away with just about anything he could. And he admits it."
"It's better than being a hypocrite," Cal shrugged. "Like I say, my life is an open book and I'm happy about the way I live it."
"He certainly can please a woman," Mona looked at her and chuckled. "He's pleased me enough times."
They finished their drinks. Then they walked into the bedroom.
Nobody even mentioned what they were going to do following the drinks. The group just began walking en masse into the bedroom, and Jean joined them. She wanted at that point to call Dennis and Perry aside and tell them off over all that they had done. She did not like the idea of being pushed into a situation.
Even though she would have preferred meeting the trio of state college students in a different manner, she had to admit that she was attracted by Ralph and Cal. They were very handsome, and even though they were a bit on the brash side, she was used to dealing with situations like that. After all, Dennis and Perry had been much the same way, and she had eventually reached the point where she liked having sex with them so much that she would risk her very position in order to carry out her desires.
"Let's all get undressed," Cal laughed.
"You're damned right," Ralph said. "I could kill the guy who invented clothes."
"He was the biggest prude of all," Mona said.
"I'll bet he didn't have a proud prick like I have," Dennis said.
"If he did, I'll bet he didn't put it to use like all of us guys in this room do," Perry said.
"Mine is sure good and hard," Ralph said.
Even though Jean had had only one drink, she was feeling a little dizzy from the effects of it. The rest of the group did not show any effects from the alcohol. They were only a bit more on the uninhibited side, which was precisely the way they wanted to be affected by the drinks.
The men finished undressing first. Each of them reached out and stroked his cock proudly. They had enormous dicks, and were more than happy to show them off in front of the two lovely girls.
As Mona slipped off her dress, a feeling of curiosity ran through Jean. She could not figure out why. She had never been attracted to women, and viewed anything resembling lesbian activity as being extremely strange and perverted.
But there was something fascinating about this beautiful girl's body. She was put together very well. As a matter of fact, Jean thought about on the same line as she was built.
The big difference between the two girls was that Jean was a striking brunette, while Mona was an overpoweringly beautiful blonde. But their builds were very similar.
Jean found herself becoming so enchanted by the way that Mona was put together that she delayed her own undressing activities. She had her eyes focused on the body of the beautiful girl.
She observed that she was not the only one who was looking at Mona. Dennis and Perry were spending a great deal of time watching her, while their two friends, Cal and Ralph, were focusing most of their attention on her.
She wondered if Dennis and Perry had engineered some kind of swap with Cal and Ralph. She wondered if she would be chosen for sex activity with Cal and Ralph, while Dennis and Perry would get a shot at Mona.
Of course, the more she thought about that possibility, the greater her recognition became of Dennis' and Perry's prowess. She felt that they had probably had sex with Mona before. She could not envision them, in the final analysis, having to make that kind of deal. It was just that, more than likely, they had not experienced as much sex with Mona as they had with her.
After Mona slipped out of her dress, she put her fingers busily to work on her bra. She pulled it off, manifesting a big smile as she showed off her naked tits. They were large, just about as big as those of Jean. They looked very interesting to Jean, what with their smooth, creamy surface. She wondered what it would be like to touch them, then immediately discarded such thoughts from her mind. She felt that such activity would be clearly perverted.
But her eyes remained focused on the body of beautiful Mona as she slipped out of her panties. Her eyes traveled down those long smooth legs, then came to rest on her blond-haired mound. She wondered what it would be like to touch that pubic hair, and the triangle of vaginal flesh which rested beneath it.
Now that Mona was undressed, Jean was the only person holding up the show. Everybody else was totally naked.
"What's wrong, honey?" Dennis asked. "Are you getting a little bashful now?"
"No, just taking my time," she explained.
"Well, we don't have much patience," Cal laughed, pointing toward his hard cock.
"No, we don't," Ralph confirmed. "I could shoot this hot stick of mine off any second, but I want to wait for the big action. I really want to screw in the worst way."
"I think that we all do," Perry said. "Even though we had to coax Jean a little in the beginning."
"This whole thing took me completely by surprise," Jean said.
"A little surprise is good for a girl," Cal said, "particularly a beautiful girl like you. You ought to be accustomed to surprises from guys. We all want to fuck you. At least the ones of us who have any class do. I can't imagine any guy with a good lively dick passing somebody like you up."
"I can't either," Perry added.
As she noticed how restless everybody was, she decided that she would have to placate the rest of the group. Not only that, but the sex talk she was hearing was beginning to excite her.
She looked over at those hard bulging dicks of Cal and Ralph. They were very attractive men, and she liked their lean, muscular builds. They were the type of men she was generally attracted to. Not only that, but emotionally they appeared to be more mature than Dennis and Perry.
"Gee, but you have a beautiful body," Mona exclaimed as Jean slipped off her blouse.
"Thank you, dear, so do you," Jean said.
"You've got very nice breasts," Mona said. "Bigger than mine."
"I don't think so," Jean said. "Your breasts are a lot lovelier than mine are."
"Let's just compromise and say that you've both got a sharp-looking pair of tits," Cal said.
"I'll drink to that any day," Ralph said.
All eyes remained riveted on Jean as she continued undressing. As she slipped off her bra and let it fall to the floor, she reached out and touched her firm breasts. It made her feel good to savor the sensation of her fingers coming into contact with those warm boobs.
Now Jean was beginning to warm up to things. She was a beautiful woman and was happy that she was turning on a room full of attractive people.
She had sure changed from the old Jean Johnson, who would never have dreamed of participating in such activities.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Jean could not get over how rapid a transformation she was making.
In the beginning, she was so incensed with the idea of Dennis and Perry bringing two cocky studs around that she was about to blow the roof off the whole party concept.
After that, even after she became accustomed to their presence, she was a little reluctant about undressing. But now that everyone else had undressed, and since she had become stimulated looking at Mona, she was more than happy to strip off the remainder of her clothes.
As a matter of fact, she began moving briskly. Once she slipped off her bra and allowed herself a few seconds to play with her tits, she decided that she would undress fast.
It took her very little time to climb out of her skirt. Then pull down her panties. Once those panties began sliding down her thighs, she heard compliments from Cal and Ralph.
"Damned but she's built," Cal said. "Look at those legs, will you."
"How about those tits?" Ralph said.
"They're downright superb," Cal nodded.
"She's very beautiful," Mona said.
Strangely enough, Jean was more impressed by Mona's complimentary comments than she was with those of Cal and Ralph. She had strange feelings about attempting to reconcile herself to that point.
"Damned but you look great," Cal said.
"I can hardly wait to see that pussy," Ralph said. "Hurry up and finish undressing, so that I can see that cunt on display."
"You don't have much longer to wait," Dennis said.
No sooner were the words out of Dennis' mouth than the silky panties had made their way down all the way to her ankles. It was then just a case of a few more seconds before she slipped out of those panties and placed her hands on her hips.
Now she was showing herself off, and she was proud of it. Maybe she had been a little bit strange at the beginning. Maybe she had been a little too shy for her own good. But now she was ready to let it all hang out.
"Damn, what an ass," Cal said.
"What tits," Ralph drawled.
"She's got it made," Cal said. "She's great from head to toe."
"I'd like to lick her from head to toe," Ralph said.
"You'll probably have that chance," Cal said.
"It'll be a thrill I'll treasure always," Ralph said.
As she stood there, she observed Mona walking closer to her. At first she was not inclined to think much about it, but the closer that Mona came, the more she recognized that something was in the wind. .She was still powerfully attracted to Mona, even though she did not want to admit it to herself. This attractiveness, which she did not want to own up to, was making her afraid. She did not want to face up to the fact that she could be strongly attracted to another woman. It had never happened to her before, and she was still endeavoring to the best of her ability to tell herself that it couldn't happen then.
"You look so beautiful, I just can't stand watching you," Mona said softly as she continued walking toward her.
"Just what do you have in mind?" Jean said fearfully.
"Oh, baby, I've got lots in mind," she nodded, winking seductively at Jean.
"Is this what I really think it is?" Jean asked.
"Don't ask questions, honey, just enjoy things. Let yourself go. You have a tougher time doing that than the rest of us, and that's not good. You should let it all hang out, baby."
"I'm still not sure what you're driving at," Jean said.
"Come on, Jean, don't be silly," Cal said. "Mona's hot for you and she wants to fuck you."
"But that's incredible," Jean said. "She's a woman, and so am I."
"So what," Ralph said. "She fucks with us all the time, but that doesn't stop her from balling with some of the chicks too."
"That's right," Mona nodded. "I'm what they call a switch-hitter."
"What's wrong with that?" Ralph asked.
"I think it's something very strange. I don't know just how to react to that," Jean said. "I just know that I've never done anything like making love to a woman, and I don't intend to start now."
"Now don't talk that way, baby," Mona reflected a hurt look in her eyes.
"I mean it," Jean said. "Please don't bother me."
But even as Jean was speaking the words, she knew that there was a side to her that desperately wanted to let herself go. She was attracted by this beautiful blonde with the overpowering body.
Now, Mona was standing only a short distance away from her, a scant few inches from making contact with her body. It scared her to have a woman like this so close to her. It forced her into a kind of bind that she did not want to get involved in.
Already she had gone much further in sex with Dennis and Perry than she had ever intended. It had been extremely dangerous and foolhardy for her to get involved in sex with students. But she was going even further. She was on the precipice of crossing over the line and entering into the realm of lesbian sex with Mona.
If Mona had her way, she knew, there would be no doubt about it. She would be involved in a lesbian relationship with her. The longer that Mona looked at her, the more appetizing Jean became. Mona was not the type of girl who was accustomed to being turned down sexually by people of either sex. At school she was the most popular girl in her sorority, and was constantly in demand. Girls were forever making passes at her, competing in many instances with men.
Now, Mona was all set to have sex with Jean. She had to break the girl's will, she recognized. She could see from the look that Jean was conveying that she was definitely on the borderline. Mona recognized her situation. It had happened to her once, when she was in high school. She remembered that her first affair with a woman had been traumatically difficult. The affair had been with a married woman, who lived across the street from her. When the woman's husband was gone, she would look out the window and admire the rapidly developing young Mona. Eventually, they became friends, chatting and drinking coffee together. Finally, the woman confided her feelings to Mona. At first Mona could not accept the other woman's point of view, but eventually she came around, and was happy in the final analysis that she did. She recalled the many wonderful hours she spent in bed with the married woman, in the course of which they would slip their hot tongues around each other's nests.
Now Jean Johnson was in a similar situation. It was difficult for Mona to understand why Jean had not been involved with her own sex before. But then, she recalled Dennis and Perry telling her on the way over to Jean's that they had been responsible for opening her up sexually. Up until that time, they said, she had been very inhibited.
"I want to reach out and touch you," Mona said. "You really don't mind that, do you, my dear?"
"I think it's better that we don't do anything like that," Jean said.
"Come on now, we were looking forward to this," Dennis said.
"To what?" she looked at Dennis strangely.
"To watching you make it with Mona," Perry said. "It'll be great to watch you two going at it. We want to watch you in bed tearing each other up. Mona's got about the hottest tongue in town, along with yours, and it'll be great seeing you two go at it together."
"So are we supposed to reduce ourselves to sideshow performers?" Jean said sarcastically.
"There she goes getting uptight again," Ralph said.
"She does have an awful short fuse," Cal recognized.
"I just don't like being used, and if you've got any sense you won't blame me for thinking that way," Jean said.
"You're not being used," Mona said. "The boys are just interested in a little pleasure. They also enjoy watching people in sex, particularly two beautiful girls. Let them watch. I'm more interested in the kind of sensations we can provide for each other."
"Like what?"
"I'd rather show you than tell you."
"Please get away, please don't touch me."
"Why not?"
"I don't want you to."
"Your eyes say something else."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean .that by the way you're looking at me, it looks to me like you want to have sex."
"You've got me all wrong. I think you're engaging in no more than just wishful thinking," Jean said abruptly.
"Look at you, your body is shaking, you want it, I know you want it," Mona said.
"I want nothing of the kind. If my body's shaking, it's because I'm nervous. You're gawking at me like I'm some kind of Greek goddess."
"That's just about what you are to me," Mona swooned.
"Oh, please, get off of it."
"I don't want to get off anything. I want to have sex with you."
"We should confine our activities to the young men. There are certainly enough of them around in this room."
"No, we want you to have sex with Mona," Ralph said impatiently. "As a matter of fact, we've been planning on it. We figured that that would be the perfect way to get the whole operation off the ground. Once you two girls get worked up over each other, we're going to get more worked up watching you. And once that happens everybody will enjoy better fucks."
"You have it all figured out, don't you?" Jean looked at him sarcastically.
"All we know is that we're hot and we want to experience as much sensation as we can," Dennis said. "We all want to fuck, and we all want to watch a good fuck. We can watch you two fuck, then we can get into the act ourselves. It'll be a great blast."
Mona edged closer to Jean. Jean got another look at those beautiful tits, and was melting rapidly in the process. When she looked into the girl's deep-blue eyes, she found it even more difficult to say anything to turn Mona off. She was extremely curious about the girl, and wondered what it would be like to experience certain sensations with her.
Jean recognized that there were certain sensations that she could only get from another woman, but up until that time she had closed off her mind to any such possibilities of sex exploration. But now, as Mona stood naked and lovely in front of her, the opposition within her was suddenly vanishing.
Now the desire was stronger than ever, to reach out and touch that beautiful body. But again she attempted to squelch such feelings within herself. She attempted to tell herself that they were totally wrong, and that any such involvement would be tragic for her.
But her emotions were reaching the point where they were beginning to hold sway. Her body was trembling, and her eyes were wide with curiosity, a fact that Mona was becoming increasingly more aware of. Mona was shrewd enough to recognize when a woman was attracted to her, even though that woman was attempting to talk herself out of such inclinations.
"You're beautiful, my dear," Mona said softly.
"Let's not talk about how I look," Jean said self-consciously.
"I'd like to talk about how you look. Anybody who looks as good as you deserves to have people telling her that she's beautiful."
"Please stop it."
"No, I won't stop it, I'm going to kiss you."
"Don't you dare."
"Yes, it will be the best thing for both of us."
"Go ahead and make out with her," Dennis said impatiently. "We want to watch a good fuck."
"I'm not your carnival queen," Jean shot back.
"You're hot for this chick and you know it," Perry said.
Now Mona's fingers were reaching out. They ran softly across the forehead of Jean. Jean trembled all the more noticeably as the fingers came into contact with her.
The fleshy contact with voluptuous Mona caused her to become more disturbed than ever. Her inhibitions were violently clashing with her desires. She wanted to reach out and kiss this beautiful young girl, but was afraid to. Not only that, but she was even afraid to admit that she had such desires toward Mona.
Suddenly, Mona lunged forward. She allowed her lips to lunge fervently against those of Jean.
Jean immediately attempted to fight her off. She finally pulled herself away, but Mona continued pursuing her.
"Come on, honey, don't fight it, don't fight what you're feeling inside you," Mona said.
"Please get away," Jean shrieked.
Now beautiful Mona was throwing her arms around Jean. Jean attempted to struggle her way free. The girls began wrestling, and in the ensuing struggle they grappled and fell to the floor.
"Now we're getting some entertainment," Ralph threw his head back and laughed.
"This is great," Dennis said.
"I hope that they wind up fucking after all this battling," Perry chuckled.
As they continued rolling on the floor, first one girl, then the other would assume the advantage. Whenever Mona got on top, she would attempt to kiss her lovely antagonist.
"Come on, honey, don't fight it anymore," she said.
"Let's stop all of this ridiculous nonsense," Jean said.
"I agree," Mona nodded. "The best way to stop it is to make out with me."
"But that would be crazy."
"No, it's crazy not to do it. It's crazy to try and lie to yourself."
"You listen to her, Jean, because she's right," Cal said.
At one point Mona tried to throw her arms around Jean. Jean was able to slip out of the way. She jumped to her feet, with Mona in hot pursuit.
Mona was practically drooling as she continued going after her. She would not be satisfied until she experienced the ultimate in lovemaking satisfaction from beautiful Jean.
They grappled once more but this time they were inside the bed.
Mona reached out with her right hand and allowed it to run all around the beautiful breasts of Jean. The faster those fingers flew, the more aroused Jean found herself becoming. The more aroused she became, the more difficult it was to put forth any resistance to Mona.
"Please cut that out," Jean begged.
"I know why you're saying that," Mona said. "It's because I'm turning you on too much. You can't resist me."
"That's not so," Jean lied.
The wrestling continued and the four young men were continuing to burst into laughter.
"This has got to be the best show in town," Cal exclaimed.
"I think we've got the two best-looking girls in town, anyway," Dennis said.
"No argument there," Ralph agreed.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The longer that Mona continued running her fingers over the hot breasts of Jean, the more difficult it was for Jean to resist her efforts.
Slowly, Jean found herself becoming more and more enamored with the beautiful young girl who was so diligently attempting to make her see things her way.
All it took was one more devasting act to completely bring Jean around.
That act came in the form of a hot driving kiss which Mona administered to Jean's lips. Their lips remained frozen for a few moments, after which Mona broke the kiss.
"See, is that all bad?" Mona said.
"No, it isn't."
"Then, let's make hot love."
"I've never done anything like this before," Jean said.
"Then, why don't you let me show you the way. I know one thing."
"What's that?"
"I want to go down on that hot pussy of yours."
"You mean you want to suck me?"
"That's right. I want to taste you. I want all the hot juice in my mouth."
"You sure are sexy."
"Yes, I'm the kind of girl who can't get enough. That is, when I'm around somebody beautiful, whether it's a man or another girl.
"You're like your two friends, you don't make any bones about it."
"I don't make any bones about what I feel," Mona said. "Neither do your two friends, Dennis and Perry."
"Of that, I'm very well aware," she nodded.
"I should hope so," Perry said, "considering how many times we've fucked you."
"I'll bet she's a good grind every time out," Cal said.
"One of the best," Dennis said. "With a body like that, she ought to be great," Ralph said.
The men were standing not far from the bed. Their right hands were pumping up and down on their huge cocks. They controlled the action to where they did not shoot, always stopping short of that point, but they were constantly supplying themselves with vigorous finger movements.
Now, Mona was parting Jean's legs.
"I've got to get these legs nice and wide apart," Mona said, "so my tongue can go to work on that pussy of yours."
"Do you do this very often?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean do you very often go down on other women?"
"Just when they're beautiful, like you. But since I manage to find quite a few beautiful ones around school, yes, I do suck women off quite a bit."
"I've never had anybody do anything like this to me before. That is, not any women."
"You've had it from men?"
"Yes, I have."
"Well, I bet I do it better than any of the men who have done it for you."
"Now, stop bragging," Ralph laughed.
"I can back up what I say usually, can't I?"
"Yes. As a matter of fact, you usually can," Ralph admitted.
Once she succeeded in parting Jean's legs, Mona went to work with the fingers of her right hand inside the already-hot snatch of Jean.
"I'm going to really set you afire' with my fingers," she laughed.
"Oh, that feels good."
"You're darned right it does, and I'm just getting started."
"Keep those fingers going in my pussy. I love it."
"You're darned right I will. I love it too."
"Keep them gliding around inside my box."
"I wouldn't think of stopping now."
"I wouldn't think of you stopping. Now that I've let myself go, I love this."
"I knew you would."
"Sure she would," Dennis said. "A sexy chick like that would react to somebody like Mona."
"Look at those fingers goes to work," Ralph said.
"Damned, she really knows the action," Perry said.
Mona's fingers worked at a blistering pace. She soon succeeded in bringing out wetness inside Jean.
"Oh, now you're getting nice and moist," Mona nodded.
"I know I am. You're making me that way."
"I'm going to keep up the finger work for a little while, then I'm going to sink my tongue on that hot pussy of yours."
"It's getting hotter every time you touch it."
"I know. That's the way my fingers work."
"And that's the way my pussy works."
"Oh, I love making the scene with you. You're so sexy, you really dig these movements."
"I really dig your movements. The way you work those fingers on me. You can finger-fuck me anytime you want to, darling."
"I'll take you up on that again. You're the kind of girl I could finger-fuck all day and all night."
"I knew they'd get along," Ralph laughed. "They really dig each other."
"Now, they're letting themselves go," Cal nodded.
Jean's body began to slip and slide, from side to side, under the heavy attack of the piercing stabs of beautiful Mona.
"Oh, baby, I'm going out of my mind. I'm going out of my mind every time you touch me there," Jean gasped.
"I'm going to do it some more. I'm going to get you so hot that you're going to be begging for me to stop. Then, I'm going to go down on that cunt of yours with my tongue."
"I don't know how much more I can take."
"I don't know how much longer I can keep it up before having to go down on that slit of yours," Mona said. "You excite me, honey, I'm excited just being around you. But when I put those fingers to work on your twat, I really come alive. It's great, I just love making the scene with you, I just love you, I love you, you're beautiful, I love finger-fucking you, I really do."
"Oh, just keep those fingers coming, oh, this is wonderful, it's wonderful being tickled by those fingers of yours. I'm going out of my mind, I'm just going wild with passion, this is great, wonderful, I'm letting myself go and I love it, it's wonderful, it's just fantastic," she said.
"I knew this would happen, I just knew it."
"You're right."
"I'm glad that I'm right."
"That makes two of us."
"Oh, now you're really getting wet down there."
"Yes, I'll be ready to suck anytime."
"You're ready right now."
"I know I am."
"You want me to go down on you right now?"
"Yes, go ahead."
"Okay, baby, but just let me finger-fuck you a little longer. I'm loving this action. I don't want to rush things too fast. It's not every day that I get to fuck somebody as beautiful as you."
"You're so kind to me. I just wish that I was one-tenth as good looking as you say I am."
"You're so beautiful that I can't even put it into words," Mona said. "I absolutely get goose pimples just looking at you."
"You're so beautiful. You're so wonderful to talk to me that way."
"I'm just about ready to let that tongue loose inside you."
"Oh, do it, I'm out of my mind with passion."
Now her body was twisting and turning with greater rapidity than before. She was reaching the point where she was ready to be received by the hot tongue thrusts of her beautiful lover.
Mona finally removed her fingers from Jean's box. Now, she knew that she just had to plunge ahead with her tongue.
"Get set for the best pussy suck you've ever had," Mona said.
"Oh, baby, my legs are open, I want you to go down there and suck me."
"I will, I'll give you a suck you'll never forget. I'll have you practically dancing in the air, you'll be so excited."
"I can hardly wait."
"I can hardly wait to do it."
"Let's not put it off anymore."
"We won't."
"Good."
"I've just got to suck you."
"You're so beautiful."
"So are you."
Before the activities began, Mona let her lips plunge against those of Jean.
They allowed the lips to remain pressed against each other for some moments. It was an overpowering kiss that caused both of the girls to begin panting.
As the girls got turned on all the more, so did the guys, who were eagerly watching everything that was happening. They slipped their fingers eagerly up and down their long prongs. They were enchanted by the devasting activities of the two beautiful girls.
"What a suck Mona's going to give her," Ralph exclaimed.
"I know, it's going to be great," Perry said.
"It's already been great. It's just that it's going to get even better," Dennis said.
They watched as Jean finally broke their kiss.
"Oh, I'm so hot down there. Go down there and suck me."
"Before I do that I want to give you one more kiss."
"Make it fast."
"I will, just not too fast."
This time Mona worked her tongue hotly inside the mouth of Jean.
Their tongues twirled with great eagerness as they bathed in the glory of each other's sensations. Now, their bodies were tingling with titillation. There was nothing more to hold back, they had extended themselves to the very heights of sexual ecstasy. Now it was just a case of bringing themselves off in the proper manner, of providing each other with the maximum in physical thrills.
While their tongues continued to slide against each other erotically, Mona put her fingers to work on Jean's breasts.
She allowed her fingers to press eagerly against Jean's skin. Every now and then she would pinch at Jean's nipples. The sensations continued to multiply inside both girls until there was no place else to go.
At that point Mona recognized that it would be futile to string things out anymore. She just had to go down between the legs of Jean and suck her snatch.
Mona suddenly withdrew her tongue from Jean's mouth.
"Now I've got to suck you," Mona panted. "I can see you're awfully hot."
"I am, for your twat."
"Please suck it, baby."
"I will, I'll suck it."
"Oh, I can hardly wait to feel that tongue in it."
"You don't have to wait for long. I'm getting ready to do it."
"Oh, baby, please suck me."
"Now you really sound desperate."
"I am. I'm on fire."
"I told you I'd make you that way."
"I know you did. Now you have. Please finish the job. Please suck that snatch of mine."
"Oh, I will."
"Go down there and suck it," Dennis said. "She's really going to tear up that girl's mound," Cal said.
Mona ran her hands affectionately around Jean's thighs. Her head dropped quickly.
Jean watched her, becoming more enchanted the closer she drew.
"Go down there, suck it," Jean said.
"Oh, what a beautiful pussy," Mona exclaimed.
While Mona continued allowing her fingers to probe and slide over the hot flesh of Jean's thighs, she allowed her tongue to go to work spiritedly inside Jean's hot box.
She liked the fact that everything was nice and wet down there. She had laid the groundwork beautifully with her tongue stabs. Now it was just a case of bringing her off her propulsively forward stabs.
"Oh, you're driving me wild," Jean said. "Keep it up, keep up the sucking, suck me, suck my cunt, suck my cunt out, go after my juice, go after my hot juice, I want that cunt action, I want you to suck me there, I want it, I want it, suck me, baby, oh, you're doing a great job, keep it up, keep sucking, oh, that's it, now you're tickling my clit, put your teeth on it, nibble on it, nibble on my clit, suck my cunt, bring me off, that's it, baby, oh, oh, oh."
Mona's spirited efforts brought her ever closer to climax. Each time she stabbed, she moved her tongue more briskly and rapidly than before. Now Jean's entire body was trembling, and the sweat was beginning to pour from her.
"Oh, keep sucking, keep sucking, I'm going to unload my juice in your mouth, I'm going to fuck you in the mouth, it's wonderful, I'm going to fuck you in the mouth, suck me, suck me good, keep sucking me, oh, wonderful, wonderful, keep sucking, suck me, suck my cunt," Jean urged Mona.
The faster Jean was whip-lashed with Mona's hot tongue, the closer she came to that big moment that she had been anticipating, the moment at which she would unload a volcanic flow of hot pussy juice into Mona's mouth.
"Damned, but that Mona's setting a pace," Dennis said.
"When it comes to going down on a hot snatch or a hot cock, Mona's the girl," Ralph said.
"Apparently so," Dennis said.
"Just look at that tongue, just look at the way it's winding around that twat," Cal said. "It makes me jealous just to watch it. I think she sucks cunt better than I do. Damned, but she's great, she really is."
"My big problem is that I'm about ready to shoot," Perry said.
"Then you'd better get those fingers off of your cock," Cal told him. "You want to be saving those ejaculations. They're going to come in handy later."
"I know they are, they really are," Dennis said.
Now, Mona had Jean in the final stages of the suck. Her tongue twisted with great zeal as Jean moved ever closer to the big moment.
Jean's body was flipping and twisting so rapidly that the springs of the bed were jangling.
"Just a few more sucks, keep sucking, don't slow down now, dear, keep sucking me, I'm going to shoot off my juice in your mouth, I'm going to fuck you in the mouth, keep sucking me, suck, suck, suck, suck, oh, baby, baby, suck me, suck me, oh, you're fantastic with your tongue, keep moving it around, keep moving it inside me, keep sucking me, keep sucking, I'm just about there, just a few more strokes, just a few more, oh, suck, suck, suck, suck, oh, oh, I'm there, oh, baby, thank you, oh, oh, oh," she exclaimed with a loud and passionate sigh.
The juice shot out of the twat of Jean Johnson. Now, she suddenly felt a tremendous sensation of satisfaction.
"You're a magician with that tongue," Jean said. "You've got the prettiest box in town."
"No, I don't. You do."
"You're so sweet."
"You're such a good suck."
"For a girl who didn't even want to get involved in this, you've done okay," Cal said to Jean.
"We all make mistakes, and mine was in attempting to turn down Mona. But everything is okay now."
"It sure is," Mona said. "Anytime I can suck on your twat, everything has to be okay. You've got a beautiful snatch and I just love sucking it."
"I absolutely love you, I absolutely do," Jean said.
"I want to have more action with you," Mona said.
"That's all right with me."
Suddenly, their arms were entwined around each other. Their bodies touched with great excitement. Their tits rubbed against each other as their lips remained passionately pressed against each other.
"I don't think there's any way to tear these two broads away from each other," Cal laughed.
"I wonder if they even know that we're around," Dennis laughed.
"I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't," Perry said. "Considering the way that they're going at it."
They continued kissing passionately as the young men watched.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
They kissed for a lengthy period of time. While their lips remained locked against each other, the four young men became increasingly turned on.
"You just can't drive them apart," Dennis laughed.
"They're both beautiful broads," Cal said. "They both have bodies made to fuck," Ralph said.
"Doesn't every woman?" Dennis chuckled. "Yes, but some a lot more than others," Ralph said.
"That's true," Perry said. "But them, they've got much more than others."
By the time that Jean broke their kiss, she was so hot that she was ready to screw some more. She wondered what it would be like if she were to let her tongue run over the box of Mona.
But she regarded that as a bit too daring for her, at least at that point. Maybe, on future occasions, she would go that far. But as for that moment, she wouldn't.
"Why don't we finger each other?" Mona chuckled.
"You want me to do the same thing to you?"
"That's exactly what I want. We should shove our fingers around inside each other's snatches."
"Okay, I guess I could do that."
Their fingers went to work with great eagerness. They matched each other stroke for stroke as the tempo quickly accelerated.
All they had to do was to let their fingers loose on each other. Soon after that, they were bursting forth with vigorous enthusiasm. The longer those fingers moved, the more rapidly their bodies twisted and turned.
Their fingers worked with great excitement around each other's mounds. The faster they worked, the hotter they got.
"I've just got to go down on you again," Mona said.
"Go right ahead, my dear."
"But I'd like for you to do something for me."
"What's that?"
"I'd like for you to suck my cunt at the same time," Mona looked at her with great intensity in her eyes.
"I don't know. I've never done anything like that before."
"But before we got started, you had never been made love to by a woman."
"That's true. But I don't know if I could go that far."
"Nonsense. You can."
"I don't know that I should," Jean tried to explain. She was a little embarrassed over the situation. Mona was willing to do anything for her, and it probably was fitting and just, she realized, that she would expect the same back in return.
Jean watched as Mona let her tongue slip down between her legs. She allowed the tongue to roam slowly at first, letting the tempo develop as she went down on Jean's hot box.
It did not take long before Jean's box began to feel the same kind of burning excitement that it had when Mona had sucked her on the previous occasion. Soon, Jean's body was trembling and her heart was palpitating at a severely rapid clip. She was getting turned on enormously by the hot sucking efforts of Mona.
Suddenly, Mona ceased her efforts.
"Okay, you do the same for me," Mona said.
"I don't know if I can."
"You certainly can. I've been doing it to you. There's no reason you can't do it to me."
"I'm just not sure that I should."
"Leave your hang-ups behind you, honey. Go down on my slit. Just suck it a few times. That's all that it will take. You've got a pussy, haven't you?"
"I should hope so," Jean laughed. "What else would you be sucking down there?"
"It's a pussy all right, a beautiful pussy. The only reason I asked was that I'm trying to get you to see the light. I want you to be logical about this whole thing. If I can suck you, then there's no reason you can't suck me. We can enjoy each other, we can enjoy each other very much. You've got a pussy, so you shouldn't be shocked at giving somebody else's pussy some pleasure. After all, you're not happy unless your snatch is getting pleased, isn't that right?"
"I never thought of it that way."
"Most women don't, but that's the only logical way to think about it. But, then again, I'm not interested in sucking just any woman's twat. She has to be gorgeous, just like me. If she is, then I'll go down on her."
"Yes, I guess you will," Jean smiled.
"See, you really like it, don't you?"
"Of course, I like it. I told you I liked it."
"Then, you ought to be able to give me the same kind of action."
"Maybe I should."
"Certainly you should. I get hot down there too, and there's nothing more fun than getting it while you're giving it."
"Just bear with me. I'm an amateur when it comes to this."
"I bet you won't be an amateur for long. A girl like you learns fast."
"That's for sure," Dennis said.
"She is a real fast learner," Perry nodded.
Now that the four men had contented themselves with watching, their cocks were good and hard and they were afraid to pump on them anymore. If they did, they recognized, they would be shooting, and they could not afford to do that.
As for Mona, she was all set to resume the action. She ran her fingers over Jean's breasts, getting her lover all the hotter.
"Come on, baby, let's suck each other's twats."
"Oh, honey, don't get ticked off at me if I don't do it as well as you do."
"Don't worry about a thing," Mona said. "You're going to be great, you're going to be great at sucking pussy."
"I hope I justify your confidence."
"I'm sure you will."
"So am I," Dennis said.
"Get down there and suck on each other," Cal said. "We want to watch you such each other. We want to watch a blistering sixty-nine. You two broads will tear the hell out of each other's cunts. We know you will."
The girls slipped back down on the bed. They stretched out across from each other.
Jean's head pushed forward, moving toward Mona's snatch. Jean made the first penetration, letting her tongue slide around inside the hot snatch of Mona. She decided that it was time for her to take the initiative, to get the ball rolling, to do something she had never done before in her life.
Mona was thrilled by her attitude. She liked the spirited manner in which she applied her hot tongue inside her mound. She flipped back and forth, letting her tongue slide gracefully.
Now they were both sucking. Mona was so impressed by the brisk activity that Jean was providing for her that she put her own tongue to work inside Jean's snatch. She decided to match her stroke for stroke, to let her tongue move at the same pace that that of Jean was maintaining.
Their bodies trembled with exhilarating sensation as the tongues worked their way with diligent enthusiasm around each other's boxes.
The girls were twisting and turning with every hot stab of their respective tongues, and, as they generated steam, driving them at a vigorous pace. The four men went back to jerking off their cocks.
They decided that they ought to keep up the pace, stopping short of orgasm, but enjoying themselves with some more brisk finger movements.
But the hottest movements of all came from the girls. They allowed their tongues to move at a feverish pace over each other's snatches. Now, the pace was picking up brilliantly. Mona continued to let Jean control it, allowing her to gather additional confidence with every hot stab of her long red tongue.
Speedily, the tongues made their way around the fleshy vaginal walls. The crescendo continued to rise as the fantastic tongue movements continued.
While Jean continued to let her tongue slide inside the hot box of Mona, she allowed her fingers to play with Mona's ass cheeks.
Mona was very happy to feel those hot stabbing fingers moving around in the inner crevices of her ass.
She decided that she would return the favor. Soon the two girls were matching each other stroke for stroke in their ass-massaging techniques, doing it with the same degree of intensity as they brought to bear on each other's snatches with then-hot tongue stabs.
A blistering pace continued until the men could stand it no more. That applied in particular to Cal and Ralph.
"Should we do what we were thinking about doing?" Cal asked Ralph.
"I think this is the perfect time."
"It's got to be," Cal said with urgency. "I can't wait any longer."
"I don't blame you. I'm about ready to shoot myself."
"Then, let's really give those girls a thrill."
"Let's."
"Just what are you talking about?" Dennis asked.
"You just wait and see," Cal winked.
Dennis and Perry watched with mounting curiosity as Cal and Ralph walked over toward the bed.
As they walked, their fingers worked their way up and down the lengths of their huge cocks. They were getting set to expend the efforts in a hot fuck.
"Is this prick of mine ever ready," Cal said. "So is mine."
"Just watching these broads make it is enough to make me shoot."
"Same here. I really had to stop myself at the last second several times."
"It's hard not shooting under those circumstances."
"I know what you mean."
Now, the big moment was at hand. While the girls continued to suck on each other's cunts with great excitement, Cal positioned himself directly behind Jean. He got even hotter watching that ass of hers flip from side to side as she continued pouring her tongue efforts into Mona.
Ralph positioned himself behind Mona. He also was greatly influenced by the hot action that was going on between the two girls.
They sat on the sides of the bed and pumped on their dicks a few times. They were just about ready to get into the cock stabbing activities.
"Let's get these fucking cocks in gear," Ralph said.
"That's the best idea I've heard all day," Cal said.
"Just what are you guys going to do?" Perry asked, "Just wait and see," Cal replied. "Play it cool and just wait. You're really going to get a kick out of watching this."
Ralph moved first. He pushed his body forward, holding on to his hard dick with his right hand.
"Gang way, baby, because I'm going to fuck you," Ralph said. He propelled his body forward, shoving his hot prick inside Mona's ass hole.
"Damned, he's gonna ass fuck her!" Dennis said to Perry.
"This is fantastic," Perry said. "He's gonna fuck that ass hole while she's sucking out Jean's juice."
"I've got news for you," Cal laughed. "I'm going to do the same thing to Jean."
They watched as Cal shoved his cock forward. He entered Jean's ass with a surging powerful forward thrust.
Now, both of them were fucking the girls up the ass hole. They thrust their bodies back and forth with great passion, shoving their sticks into them with relentless zeal.
"Oh, what an ass," Ralph said.
As for Jean, she was not accustomed to being fucked up the ass. It had happened to her only one other time in her life. And on that occasion, she had protested greatly and stated that she would never allow that to occur again.
But now it was occurring again, and she was reacting in a completely different way than she had on her first experience. She was actually enjoying the hot meat that was stabbing high into her rectum.
While Cal shoved his hard dick into her ass hole, she went to work sucking Mona's twat out that much more rapidly. Her tongue slipped with enthusiastic zeal as she sucked out Mona with great passion.
As for Mona, she was also accepting the hot stabs of Ralph, whose rifle-like cock continued penetrating her with brutal impact.
"Oh, what an ass you've got, Mona, what a fuck you are, I love fucking you," Ralph said. "This is great, what an ass you've got, what as ass hole you've got, I love stabbing it up your ass hole, I love fucking your rectum, oh, this is great."
The wild fucking continued, and, as it did, the girls sucked out each other with great enthusiasm.
The hard-thrusting dicks that were stabbing relentlessly inside their hot ass holes provided them with impetus as they sucked each other.
"Oh, what a grinding ass hole you've got," Cal exclaimed as he continued pumping the meat into Jean's ass hole. "Just keep twisting that hot ass, keep twisting it, baby, I just love pouring my meat into you, keep on sucking Mona's pussy, keep on giving her plenty of action while she's doing the same for you. It's a fantastic fuck, and a fantastic suck. It's absolutely great."
"I can't watch this much longer," Perry said. "I'll be shooting all over the damned place if I don't get into the action myself soon."
"Never fear, old buddy," Dennis said. "We're going to get to shoot off our peckers, after these guys fuck the chicks up the ass."
"You guys will get a shot at the action," Ralph assured them. "But we have to get our rocks off inside these hot asses first."
"They certainly are hot," Cal said, continuing to grind his prick steadily inside Jean's ass hole. "I don't think we could find two hotter broads around."
"That's for damned sure," Ralph said. "Even if we gave them Spanish fly, they couldn't have been any hotter than they are now."
"Who needs a Spanish fly when we're all over-sexed in the first place," Dennis laughed.
"Look at them go to work on each other's twats," Perry said, obviously impressed by what was going on. "They're really sucking."
"Well, those guys are giving them good fucks, and they're reacting accordingly," Dennis said.
"That's for damned sure," Ralph said. "It's a chain reaction."
"That's it, it's chain-reaction fucking," Cal said. "It's chain-reaction fucking, and it's chain-reaction sucking."
"Hey, I've got a great idea," Ralph suddenly laughed.
"Let's hear it," Cal said.
"Do you guys really want to get your rocks off now?" Ralph asked.
"Of course we do," Perry said, continuing to pump up and down on his hot meat. Dennis was doing the same thing all the while.
"And I've got the answer, something I've never done before," Ralph grinned. "This is a fuck that they're going to hear all the way around the world. This is a fuck that could make headlines in every newspaper from coast to coast, and from sea to sea, truly international fucking news."
"Let's hear that great international fucking news," Dennis said.
"While the girls are going at it, why don't I get them to jerk you guys off."
"You mean, while all this is going on?" Dennis laughed.
"That's exactly what I mean," Ralph said.
"You're an absolute genius, Ralph," Cal said. "You want to take our plan one step further. This is to be the fuck that ends all fucks."
"That's why I suggested it," Ralph said. "I'm for fucks that end all fucks. This will be the greatest fuck of them all. A screw is a screw is a screw, while the girls are eating out each other's snatches, they can be pumping on their dicks, and at the same time they're getting our hot ass stabs."
"That's absolutely fantastic," Dennis laughed.
"But it's not a good idea to waste ejaculations by having gals pump on your dicks, not when you can get it some other way," Perry said.
"Hell, we had a blast the first time that Jean brought us off that way," Dennis reminded him.
"Yes, but at that time we didn't have any other choice. We didn't have a chance to get it some other way from her."
"But this will be something great, being a part of this great fuck," Ralph said. "Not only that but you guys can also name the action after we get through fucking these ass holes. You guys can bring yourselves off a second time. You have an awful lot of that nice youthful juice stored up in those pricks of yours."
"Of course, we do," Dennis said. "What do you say now, Perry?"
"I think maybe you guys are right, after all," Perry said. "I'll go along with that fucking idea."
"And we'll have the fuck heard around the world," Cal said as he continued ramming his hot prick up Jean's ass hole.
"Sounds like a great fucking idea," Dennis laughed.
Dennis and Perry walked toward the bed.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"Damned, but those gals are hot," Perry gasped. "This chick Mona is really pumping up and down on my prick."
"I'm getting the same kind of action from Jean," Dennis said.
The girls were working their hands up and down on those hard cocks. All the while, they continued to suck out each other's cunts.
Their pussies were spurting juice. Jean had exploded twice, while Mona had shot once and was nearing her second orgasm.
Just as Ralph said, it was a fuck to end all fucks. Upon observing the savage intensity with which everything was proceeding, Ralph grew all the more anxious to fuck Mona good and hard up the ass hole.
Now he was stabbing her harder than ever, driving his dick into her forcefully. While he did, he reached out and grabbed her buttocks, squeezing them as the fucking continued at a fast clip.
"Play with that dick of mine, jerk me off, go after my juice, pump on my hot prick, pump on it, pump on it, pump, pump, pump," Perry urged Mona.
"Work on that prick, play with it, Jean, baby, keep on working on it," Dennis implored.
The action was brilliantly coordinated. All six participants were nearing orgasm. It was just a question of who would shoot first.
"Oh, what a hot ass, I'm going to grind this cock inside it, I'm going to shoot that hot juice inside it," Ralph said, continuing to tear into Mona's ass hole relentlessly. "This is a good ass and I love to fuck it, I just love to shoot my cock off in it, oh, it's great, it's a great ass, it's wonderful fucking, oh, it's great, great, great."
"You've got to try this tight ass of Jean's some day, Ralph," Cal said. "It's nice and tight. It hasn't been fucked this way many times. It's a great ass, it's a great fucking ass, it's giving me a lot of sensation, it's wonderful, wonderful, just great, oh, oh, oh, I love it, I love this fucking, I'm just about to shoot, oh, oh, oh."
As Jean observed how close Cal was nearing to shooting, as he continued pounding his hot meat high up into her ass hole, she began pumping all the more eagerly on Dennis' meat.
And while she pumped on Dennis' meat, Mona was giving Perry's hot dick the once-over with her hand.
"Oh, Mona, keep up that pumping, keep that hand alive on my big prick, keep it up, I'm going to shoot that prick off, I'm really going to shoot it, I'm going to shoot it, oh, keep it up, and I'll be shooting, I want that white juice to pour out of the end of my stick."
Now Ralph and Cal were nearing the final stages. They pumped their cocks with savage and relentless zeal.
"Oh, get ready, honey," Cal said to Jean. "I'm fucking this ass, I'm going to fuck it, I'm going to shoot it off, I'm going to shoot off this hot prick, get ready for the load, get ready for it, oh, oh, here it comes, oh, oh, oh."
Jean sucked Mona's cunt more frenziedly as she felt the hot juice come streaming high up into her ass hole.
Cal had juiced inside her, and she absolutely loved it. It was much better than the other time when she had been fucked that way. She liked Cal's cock, and the way that he put it to use inside her ass hole.
Now, Ralph was reaching the final stages. He was nearing the big moment of ejaculation. He had been spurred on all the more by Cal's ejaculatory gestures to Jean.
"Oh, here it comes, baby. I'm going to shoot it off, shoot it all off, I'm going to fuck you until the juice flies," he told Mona. "Just keep that ass grinding, honey, keep it grinding, just a few more times, baby, and I'm going to explode inside your ass hole,"
He let out a gasp a few seconds later, at which point the hot juice was released inside her ass.
He looked over at Cal quickly: "What do you say we get our hot meat out of these ass holes," he said. "They were both so nice and tight. I could tell you were getting a great grind from Jean."
"I should say so," Cal nodded.
"You know, now that these guys are so steamed up, why don't we let them explode inside the girl's mouths. Why don't we suggest that to the girls."
"That is a great idea," Dennis said.
"Girls, let the guys inside your mouths," Ralph exclaimed, patting Mona on the ass for good measure.
They released their pricks from the girls' asses. As they did, the girls turned loose their tongues from each other's boxes.
"I've never experienced anything like this in my entire life," Jean said. "This is absolutely wild, it's the grooviest."
"So let that be a lesson next time I pull off a surprise," Dennis laughed.
"We pulled off the surprise," Perry corrected him. "I had a hand in this, you know."
"The whole thing was groovy, absolutely groovy," Cal said. "Now the guys can turn themselves loose inside those hot mouths."
Once Cal and Ralph walked away, occupying a position in the corner of the room, Perry moved into position directly over Mona.
"I think I'll get myself a nice deep throat fuck," Perry exclaimed.
"I don't blame you one damned bit," Ralph said. "Go ahead, old buddy, and fuck the hell out of that throat. Slam that cock into her mouth."
Dennis then assumed a similar position directly over Jean. His hard cock was pointed in the direction of her mouth.
"That's a fantastic idea," Dennis said. "I think I'll slam this hot prick deep into Jean's mouth. You're going to love it, Jean baby."
"I'm not sure I will," she said.
"You're always balking like that," Dennis said. "You say stuff like that until you get the satisfaction. Then you admit you were wrong."
"I'll admit, I have changed my mind about a number of things lately," Jean said.
"You're damned right you have," Dennis nodded. "And I'm going to change your mind some more about the subject of throat fucking. You're going to love having this hot thing crammed right down your throat."
Now, both Dennis and Perry were wiggling their asses as they stabbed their hot cocks into the throats of the girls.
"That's it, now you guys are really going to town," Cal said.
"I should say they are," Ralph acknowledged.
They continued stabbing back and forth, pushing themselves quickly toward the brink of ejaculation.
"Oh, I'm so hot, I was so hot from that finger fucking that I'm about ready to shoot now," Dennis said.
"So am I," Perry said. "I just can't help but shoot when I'm around gorgeous chicks like these."
"That's for damned sure," Cal said. "I can see they love to be getting that cock right in their throats."
"Yen, it's great throat fucking," Dennis said.
The hot sucking stabs continued as Dennis and Perry moved briskly toward climax.
The girls were whipping their bodies back and forth, receiving the hot stabbing thrusts of those big dicks.
"Oh, now I'm really fucking you, I'm just about ready to juice inside that mouth of yours," Dennis said. "Oh, this is fantastic, what a fuck, what a suck, this is great, just great, oh, I love it."
"Yes, Mona baby's just about there, too, she's just about ready to get a hot load of juice," Perry said. "This is fantastic, she's a great little grind, I love throwing this prick into her throat."
A few minutes later both of the men shot. The girls received their hot loads.
At that point, Cal had a suggestion.
"We need another load of drinks," he said.
"I'll go out and play bartender," Ralph said.
"That's a good idea. We'll go in and join you."
The group walked into the kitchen. There they enjoyed another round of drinks.
"I guess you gals have received quite a workout from us," Ralph grinned, taking a long sip from his drink.
"I'd say that we have," Mona said.
"There's nothing like a good fuck to satisfy a girl," Jean laughed.
"You're okay, honey," Cal said.
"I said that we'd have a real blast," Dennis said. "And we have."
"There's nothing like a good fuck," Cal said.
"Don't you guys ever think of anything other than fucking?" Mona asked.
"Yes, but whenever we do we quickly banish it from our minds, no matter what it might be," Ralph quipped.
"I believe it," Mona said.
Jean found herself getting drowsy from the effects of the drink. Whenever everyone would finish the first round, Ralph Duncan immediately would pour a second round for all.
"Where do you expect me to put this?" Jean smiled as he put the glass in front of her.
"I expect you to swallow it, just like you swallowed that cock juice a few minutes ago," Ralph said.
"But this is making me drowsier than that," she said.
"It won't after you get used to it," Dennis said.
"You guys are drinking like old pros, particularly considering the fact that you're only high school students," Jean said.
"Look, honey, I got drunk for the first time when I was twelve years old," Mona said. "By the time I was in high school, I was drinking steadily."
"Same with the rest of us," Cal said.
"We have to teach our little friend, Jean, quite a bit about living," Ralph said.
"But you don't have to show her much about fucking," Dennis said. "Just give her a chance, and that's it. She takes it from there."
"That she does," Ralph said. "She's really a great grind."
The group continued talking casually, until they finished their second round.
At that point they all decided to go back to the bedroom. All of the men again had hard-ons. They were all set for some more brisk fucking action.
Cal and Ralph excused themselves to go into the shower. They cleaned off their bodies, then returned to the action.
"We just had to get a little warm water, for purposes of waking ourselves up," Cal explained. "But now we're ready for a lot more fucking."
"We sure are," Ralph said.
"So are we," Mona said, looking over at Jean and winking.
The girls took turns sucking off all the men. Each of them ejaculated one more time.
At that point it was getting late and Jean was very tired.
"I hate to break this up, but I really need some sleep," she said.
"We'll sleep with you," Ralph laughed.
"I don't mean that kind of sleep. I mean the kind of sleep where I close my eyes."
"That's a pretty good answer," Cal said.
"We've had great fun," Mona said. "We're all getting pretty tired. When you fuck like this practically the entire night, it gets to you."
"That it does," Dennis said. "But we really kept it up. We fucked like crazy."
"Remind us to come over to your place again," Cal said.
"Better yet, we ought to invite her over to a party at our place," Ralph said.
"Yes, we ought to make this party giving a regular thing," Perry said.
"Yes, kind of like a home in home series." Ralph said.
"That all sounds very good," Jean said. "You are all doing a great job of corrupting what was formerly an innocent teacher."
"Yes, and you were very bored too, weren't you?" Cal said.
"I suppose I was," Jean said.
"I know damn well you were," Perry said. "Dennis and I could both tell that you were."
"We sure could," Dennis said.
The group got dressed quickly. They were eager to allow Jean her opportunity to get some sleep.
"We can't tell you how much fun we had," Mona said, after everyone was dressed.
"I've enjoyed it thoroughly myself," Jean smiled.
"I love you, Jean, and I hope I get to fuck you again," Mona said.
"Well, I love you too, Mona. I didn't think I'd have the guts to say it, but now I do. I really dig you," Jean said.
"I knew you'd dig Mona," Dennis said confidently. "I knew that you two would really get it off. You're both so beautiful, and you're both so damned sexy. Wow, when we all saw you two going at it in bed, it was all we could do to keep from shooting right then and there."
"You're not kidding," Ralph said.
"When I see two beautiful broads making it, I'm ready to enter orbit," Cal said.
Jean watched them as they left. She stretched out in the middle of the bed.
She felt a little drunk from all the whiskey she had had, but overall she still felt very good. It gave her a great feeling of satisfaction to know that she had conquered yet another barrier.
Not only had she entered the lesbian realm by having sex with Mona but she also proved to herself that she could take a few drinks without any ill effects.
She recognized that she was taking a tremendous risk. If her activities were ever discovered, she would be throwing away the teaching career that she had worked so hard to maintain.
But sometimes, she recognized, a person just had to take gambles in order to do what he thought was right. And she thought it was right to have plenty of sex with people she found appealing.
As she closed her eyes and was just about ready to drop off into slumber land, she thought about Mona and how beautiful she had looked. She recalled how she had wrestled with Mona, and how difficult it had been for her to come to her own passionate urges.
It made her think about the time when she had sex with Perry and Dennis for the first time. That had also involved quite a magnificent effort on her part. It had taken a great deal to make her see the light and let down her guard sufficiently to engage in the kind of activity that her sexual instincts were telling her to.
She knew one thing for certain. She was finally starting to have fun in her life. Up until that point, it had been practically all work and very little play.
Now she was engaging in play, and enjoying it a little more each succeeding time out.
She recognized that she did owe Dennis and Perry a good deal. They had been the ones who brought her out, who had made her see how important it was to let herself go and experiment sexually.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
It was during the lunch break of the following Monday that Dennis and Perry walked up to Jean.
She had just finished eating in the cafeteria, and was getting ready to walk back to the classroom to do some reading, prior to the start of the afternoon's classes.
The two boys interrupted her as she was ready to walk inside the administration building.
"Can we talk to you for a second?" Dennis asked. She did not like the mischievous smile on his face.
"What's this all about, boys?" she asked. "Certainly you can grant us a few minutes," Perry said. "For what?"
"We just want to talk to you."
"Okay, start talking."
"You act like you're uptight or something," Perry said.
"No, it's just that there is a time and place for these things, and I don't think that we ought to do much talking to each other here in school," Jean carefully explained. "After all, we have been involved with each other quite a bit, and I don't want to take any unnecessary risks."
"We don't want to either," Dennis said. "If we didn't think this was damned serious, we wouldn't be talking to you about it."
"Okay, then what is it?"
"We're both so damned hot that we can't stand it." Perry said. "We were watching that cute ass of yours all morning, and those beautiful tits. We got so hot we just couldn't stand it."
"Then, why don't you two go into the bathroom and jack off?" she asked.
"We can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Somebody would see us."
"Not if you did it when nobody was around."
"But somebody might be around," Dennis said. "Then, what do you propose as an alternative?"
"We'd like to have you at least suck us off," Perry explained.
"That's out of the question," she said. "Why is it?" Dennis asked.
"Because that's taking a ridiculous risk. I don't want to take anymore risks."
"Can't you see, honey, that we can't really jack off anymore," Dennis said. "Since we started screwing with you, that's the only way we want to do it. We're hooked on you. Can't you give us a break?"
"You're really putting me in a difficult position."
"We're not trying to, we just need to get our rocks off," Perry said.
"Can't you get them off any other way?"
"No, right now we really can't," Dennis said. "We just need to do it with you. We've really got to do it with you. Come on, give us a hand. All we need is a little action on our pricks. If you'll just get busy with that tongue of yours, you'll have us off in no time. After all, look what we've done for you. You can do a little something for us in return."
"I'd be happy to, but I don't like you coming to me right now with a proposal like this," she said. "It could get me in real trouble."
"Not if we do it right." Perry said.
"That's right," Dennis said. "Let's just do it the right way. If we want to fuck, we'll fuck by ourselves. We'll do it somewhere where nobody will ever know."
"Just where do you suggest?" she asked.
"You know the old administration building that they condemned," Dennis looked at her.
"Of course, I do. Over on the other side."
"That's right, there's a room there where nobody goes. Except a few times when guys ball with chicks."
"That's nice," she said. "About the time that I went over there with you, there would be some people balling, as you put it."
"No, that won't happen," Dennis said.
"How do you know?"
"Because we checked it out," Perry said. "We checked it out thoroughly before coming over here to talk to you."
"So you feel that the coast is clear to go on over there," she said.
"That's exactly what we feel," Dennis said.
"We'll have to do it very fast," she said, beginning to get turned on with both of them. She stared down at their crotches and observed the huge erections.
"We'll do it very fast," Dennis said.
"Right, we promise," Perry said.
They walked slowly into the old building. They looked around to make absolutely certain that nobody else was there.
They walked into what had been an old classroom. Dennis shut the door behind them.
"Now, we can get those blow jobs we need to survive," Dennis said.
"Aren't you overdoing the drama a bit?" she laughed.
"Not one damned bit, we need fucks from you to survive," Perry said. "We're addicted to you, honey, we really are."
"I suppose that that is supposed to be flattering," she said.
"It's the truth, if it happens to be flattering, then that makes it all the better," Dennis said. "Because you deserve to be flattered. You're a beautiful chick. You're the best fuck we've ever had."
"That's for sure," Perry said.
She watched with great amusement as they unzipped their trousers.
"Oh, this cock is ready to go," Dennis said, stroking it proudly.
"So is mine, it's just ready to be shoved inside that mouth of yours," Perry said as he looked at Jean.
"Which one of you should I suck first?" she asked.
"It doesn't make any difference," Dennis shrugged. "Why don't you suck Perry first."
"That's fine. He has a nice cock. So do you."
"We know we have nice cocks," Perry said. "You wouldn't be sucking us off, would you, if we didn't have nice cocks."
"I guess I wouldn't, I need good cocks to suck," she said.
She reached out and grabbed Perry's dong, running her fingers up and down. She allowed the tempo to build swiftly.
She would have liked to nurse the suck along, to work at a gradual level, but she could not afford to do that. There just wasn't enough time. If she wanted to suck off both of them, which she certainly did, and make it back to class in time, then she would have to do it quickly.
Her fingers worked their way up and down with long, brisk strokes.
"Oh, I love that finger-fucking action," Perry said. "Keep it up, baby, just keep finger-fucking me."
"I will for a few more seconds," she said. "But then I'll have to start sucking that dick of yours. We don't have a whole lot of time to spend out here, you know."
"That's true," Perry said. "But let's make the most of what time we do have."
"We certainly will," she nodded. "I plan on giving you a terrific suck, baby."
"You don't know how good that sounds to me," he said. "I really love to hear you talking about sucking and fucking. You're such a great grind, and I love fucking you. Whether my cock's in your cunt or in your mouth, it's a great treat."
"Damned, but I'm just getting turned on with watching you," Dennis laughed.
He was running his fingers up and down his own prick as he watched Jean continue to run her fingers up and down the prick of Perry.
"Come on, baby, keep that up," Perry said.
"Oh, Perry, you're great."
"So are you."
"I love this prick."
"I love the way those fingers are working on it," Perry said.
"Oh, baby, what a prick you've got. I would like to play with it longer. But I think that right now I'd better put my tongue to work on it."
"Okay, do that."
"I certainly will. Kneed to put that tongue to work on your prick."
"Oh, baby, do it."
"Get ready, honey, for a good suck."
"Okay, baby, go to it."
She dropped down to her knees. She worked her fingers up and down on his cock several more times. Then she let her tongue plunge forward. She worked her tongue up and down his long dong. As she did, she allowed her fingers to toy with his testicles.
The tempo quickly accelerated. She sucked him with a superb sweeping motion as she continued toying with his balls.
"Oh, I just love this action," Perry said.
"You're really getting a good suck," Dennis said, continuing to play with his long dick.
"I know, it's fantastic, she's really sucking, this is a great hose job," Perry said.
"She's a great hose artist," Dennis said.
"A real artist," Perry said.
"Damned, but she's sucking," Dennis said.
"Okay, honey, keep sucking," Perry said.
While Perry encouraged her with his conversation, he ran his fingers through her hair. He was about getting ready to shoot. All it would take would be a few more strokes before the hot juice would shoot out of the end of his prick.
The longer she kept her fingers working up and down on his balls, the hotter he got. The hotter he got, the closer he came to shooting.
"Oh, keep it up, just do it for a few more strokes," Perry said. "Just keep on stroking me with that tongue. Just keep it up, just keep it up and I'm going to shoot."
"Oh, you're close, Perry, old boy, I can tell," Dennis nodded.
"I know I am, this tongue of hers is like lightning."
"I know it is, I've had it on my cock before."
"You'll have it on there again, it's never been working faster," Perry said.
"I can tell that," Dennis said.
Her hot tongue drilled his prick several more times, at which point he felt himself getting ready to shoot. He could feel a tremendous itchiness emerging at the end of his cock.
"Oh, I'm itching all over, I'm ready to shoot, catch it, catch my hot load, I'm almost there, almost there, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, suck it out, suck it all out, go after my juice, go after every drop, go after it, go after my hot stream, I want you to, oh, oh, oh," he gasped.
She continued toying with his balls, right up until the time that she devoured his last drop of juice. She stuck with his load, catching every wonderful flowing drop of it.
"That was great," he licked his lips as he withdrew his cock from her mouth.
"I should say it was," she smiled.
"With you, every suck is great," Perry said.
"Now I need the same kind of action," Dennis said.
"Take over, old buddy."
"I certainly will. She's really hot today."
"I know she is."
"We've got to do this fast, baby, because there's not much time," Jean said.
"You're still the teacher, even when you're fucking," Dennis laughed. "You're so conscientious about that job."
"It's the only one I've got," she said.
She went to work on that hard dick of Dennis'. Up and down she pumped on it, moving at a brisk pace with her hot tongue.
She could not afford to spend any time with her finger movements over his prick. Instead, she let her fingers to go to work on his balls, giving him plenty of action there while she was sucking frenziedly on his hot instrument.
The drilling efforts continued. She was working her way forward with great excitement, letting her tongue slip and slide over that long hot stick.
His rod was burning with great excitement. Up and down that tongue worked at a feverish clip. She was driving it at a fantastic clip.
"Oh, suck me, I. want it, keep sucking me, oh, baby, work that tongue around on my prick, keep sucking me, I want you to, keep sucking, suck, suck, suck," he said.
Perry was standing not far away, smiling as he watched the fucking action continue. He loved Jean, and he loved what she could do for both himself and his friend.
"Do a good job of sucking him, baby, suck that big cock of his," Perry exclaimed. "Just keep up that sucking, keep it up, it's great action, just keep it up, baby, and you'll be getting a hot load of juice."
"Oh, she is fantastic today," Dennis exclaimed. "Oh, she is giving it to me, is she ever pumping, like you said, she's a real hose artist, a real artist, oh, is she sucking, is that a suck, do I ever love it, oh, is it ever great, it's just great, great, great."
She continued drilling away with that hot tongue of hers. She let it slip up and down on his hot dick. He was becoming ever closer to the man he wanted to be, the man who could take charge of any situation in sex, the man who could sweep a beautiful woman off her feet.
It did Dennis' ego a great deal of good to recognize that he was reaching that stage in life. He was a hot stud and he had, along with Perry's help, seduced one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen. Not only that but she was also willing to put out whenever they wanted her to. Even between classes, like now, she was willing to suck them. Maybe it took a little coaxing, but they were getting what they wanted.
"Just a few more of those hot stabs, just a few more sucks, that's all I need, a few more sucks, oh, baby, you're really giving it to me, it's wonderful, wonderful, keep on sucking, just keep it up," he said.
He ran his fingers through her hair as he continued pumping up and down on that big dick. She loved coming into contact with the warm fleshy monstrosity and the more times she sucked it, the better she liked it. She was growing accustomed to both of their cocks, reaching the point where she liked nothing better than going down on them.
Now he was only a few strokes away. It only took a few more hot stabs of that frenzied red tongue of hers to put him into orbit.
"Oh, hang on," he said. "Oh, just suck it, keep on sucking it, oh, here it comes, catch every drop of juice, oh, I'm tickling all over, this is it, oh, oh, oh."
His body trembled as the hot juice spurted out of the end of his big thick dong. She stuck with it, capturing every precious drop of his thick tool juice.
"I guess I got myself two great sucks," she said.
"I guess you did," Dennis said, after taking his prick out of her mouth.
"You guys are absolutely fantastic," she laughed.
"I guess we're pretty good studs," Perry said. "You sure are," Jean acknowledged. Dennis quickly zipped up.
"I'll leave first," Jean said. "Then you guys had better follow my example and head back to class. Otherwise you're going to be late."
"Will you mark us if we're late?" Dennis asked.
"Of course, I will," Jean said.
"I guess there's a part of the teacher that we'll never take out of you," Perry said.
"I guess there is," she nodded.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
School was over and Jean was getting ready to leave for the day.
It was the same day that she had enjoyed her luncheon sexual interlude with Perry and Dennis. She was a little relieved to observe Dennis and Perry leave together, not bothering to stop her again. She did not know, but they might suggest something more, maybe even in the classroom.
Also, she was relieved that they did not give her any trouble that afternoon. They had been relatively quiet, and it had been easy for her to conduct class. Now she was looking forward to going home and resting.
It was not that she did not want to screw with them a lot, because she did. It was just that she recognized the dangers involved. Even now, when she knew the score, she still did not want to take anymore serious risks than she had to. And she had taken a very serious one earlier that day.
Just as she was leaving, Clyde Downs, a veteran teacher on the faculty who had befriended her on a number of occasions, walked up to her.
"Hello, there," Clyde said, flashing a big smile, on his round, friendly face.
"Hello, Clyde."
"Mind if I walk with you to the parking lot?"
"Why, no."
When they got to the parking lot, Clyde made a suggestion.
"How about us having a drink down the street?"
"I really shouldn't," she said. "Besides, I'm not much of a drinker."
"Come on, a drink with a fellow faculty member won't hurt you."
"It might cause some talk," she laughed.
"No, they don't go into this bar. Besides, even if they did, all they'd know is that we're having a friendly drink together. Whatever they think beyond that would be nothing more than their imaginations at work."
"I really shouldn't."
"I think you should," Clyde insisted.
"Well, I guess one."
"Get in my car, I'll drive."
"All right."
The neighborhood bar was practically empty when they entered. They sat at a table in the back.
No sooner were they served than Clyde began to talk to Jean more personally than he ever had before.
"You know, you've sure got a beautiful set of tits," he grinned.
"What's gotten into you?" she looked at him strangely. "You've never talked like that before."
"I've never let myself go in front of you before," he shrugged. "I think it's time now to let the old chips fall where they may."
"I don't think it's time, Clyde. .You're a very good man, and you've been very nice to me, but that doesn't mean that you can take all kinds of conversational liberties with me."
"Knock off that bullshit," he laughed.
"What do you mean by that remark?"
"Just what I said. I mean knock off that bullshit."
"It doesn't happen to be what you say it is."
"Like hell it doesn't. You're handing me a lot of silly crap, and you know it. You're trying to act like you're little miss virgin, when you know damned well you're not."
"I won't listen to anymore insults. Please take me back."
"Come on, relax."
"Very well, if you won't take me back, then I'll walk back."
"It's kind of a long walk."
"I don't care."
"I think you'll care when I tell you what I know about you," he laughed.
"Just what do you mean by that?"
"Tell me, do you really think that a guy as shrewd as me thinks that you're only an interested teacher trying to help two students?"
"I don't follow you."
"Like hell. You follow me all too clearly," Clyde said. "You've been fucking Dennis and Perry."
"That's a terrible charge to level. Can you back it up?"
"You're damned right I can. My eyes certainly can. I saw you blowing those guys in the old administration building at lunchtime today."
"You're out of your mind," she said. But now her entire body was shaking. She recognized she had been trapped after all.
"Yen, I'm out of my mind. That's why you look like you've seen a ghost."
"I'm not used to having people talk to me that way."
"Look, I also know about the wild party you had over at your place."
"How did you know about the party?"
"I suspected some hanky-panky with you and the two boys for quite a while," Clyde said. "I knew that they were real swingers, and that they'd let you in on an awful lot once you got involved with them. Well, a few times when I didn't have anything else to do, and when my old lady was away at bridge-club meetings, I drove over around your apartment. I did a little snooping. I saw that bunch come in there that night. I've seen Perry and Dennis leave your place too."
"You can't prove what went on inside."
"No, I guess I can't conclusively prove it, but I think that the circumstantial evidence would prove awfully damaging, particularly if I mentioned it to somebody like, say, Mister O'Connell," he threatened.
"You wouldn't dare."
"Wouldn't I?" he shrugged nonchalantly.
"What do you want to do, destroy me?"
"No, I just want a little action myself. If I get that action, then everything will be okay. If I don't, then you've been had, my darling."
"You're a terrible man, Clyde. You're a married man and you ought to know better."
"Hell, my old lady has a loose cunt and she doesn't even like to fuck anymore," he shrugged. "Not only that, but being a teacher I just can't go out and pick up with anybody. My ass would be grass if I did. So I've got to use my ingenuity and get myself a screw every now and then that way. Yeh, I've balled with a few students, and with a few teachers on the faculty. But unfortunately, right now, there aren't too many prospects with the young girls, and most of them don't look like much, anyway. As far as the teachers are concerned, you're the only one in the whole place that has any looks. You're gorgeous and I'm determined to have you."
Now he had his hand under the table. He was stroking his fingers against her thigh.
"Get your hand off me," she said.
"I don't think you're in a very good position to order me around about anything," Clyde laughed.
"Please take me back."
"Okay, just give me time to finish my drink."
He removed his hand from her thigh, much to her surprise. He quickly finished his drink, paid for both of them, then walked with her to the car.
Very few words were exchanged on the way back. A petrified Jean Johnson sat with her eyes staring out of the car window. She felt like she was trapped. She wondered just how she would remove herself from such a dilemma.
"Just remember what I said, dear," he said as she got out of the car in the parking lot. "You're not in a very good bargaining position to buck me on anything."
"Thanks for the drink," she said sarcastically.
"Don't mention it, honey."
She watched his car speed off. As she walked in trembling fashion toward her car, the tears began to surface in her eyes.
A feeling of helplessness had swept over her. She wondered just what Clyde Downs would try next. She only hoped that he would leave her alone, that the rebuff that she had given him would prove satisfactory.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Two days later, as school was ending, Jean was getting ready to leave the classroom. Perry and Dennis walked up to her. "Could we see you a second?" Dennis said. "What's this about?" she replied. Before anything more could be said, Clyde Downs made a quick entrance into the classroom.
"Hope you two boys will excuse us," Clyde intervened. "I'm working on a class project with Miss Johnson today."
"Oh, it can wait," Dennis' chin dropped. "Yen," Perry said disappointedly. The boys walked away.
Clyde grinned, walking into the classroom and closing the door behind them.
"What's the big idea?" she asked. "The big idea is that I'm hot for sex, and you can give it to me right now."
"Just what do you mean?"
"Just what I said. I'm hot and I want some sex. I want you to suck my cock just like you sucked their cocks the other day."
"Go to hell," she shrieked. "Now, now, that's no way for a teacher to talk," he laughed. "I'm going to get this cock of mine out of my pants, and you're going to suck it and like it."
"You get out of this classroom."
"That kind of crap is not going to work. I've got too much on you, baby. I'm hot and I want some sex."
"Please don't do this to me. Please don't humiliate me."
"I'm not humiliating you by offering you my cock," he said angrily. "That's an insult. I'm doing you a big favor. You ought to be happy to go down on my hot pecker. Lots of women have sucked me, and I'm not all that bad. You could suck those two kids, so it's for damned sure you could suck me."
"Please don't subject me to that."
"I'm not subjecting you to anything other than a few kicks. Now stop acting like a damned cry-baby. You're going to suck me and like it."
She watched as he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hard prick. He looked down at it proudly, then held it in his right hand as he walked toward her.
"Please go away," she said.
"The hell I will," he said. "You're going to suck this thing, suck it right now."
"No, I don't want to."
"Why not?"
"I just don't want to suck you. I just don't like you."
"You said before that you did like me. That is, before the other day."
"Yes, but that was in a different way. I appreciated how nice you were to me. But I don't like this. I don't want to have sex with you."
"Then, that's tough shit. I'm going to demand it of you."
"You want me to scream for help?"
"That's an absolute panic," he laughed. "With all that you've done? You're not going to scream for help, baby. I've got too much evidence on you, honey. What I didn't tell you was that I took pictures of those guys leaving your pad. Of course, you can always say that they weren't coming to see you, but I don't think anybody would believe you. Not since Perry and Dennis are both in your class, and not since both of them have been known to stay after school."
"You really are a terrible sonofabitch," she said.
"Call me whatever you want," Clyde said. "But just make sure that you give me a good blow job."
"Please get out of here."
"Please shut up."
He reached out and slapped her across the face.
The slap jarred her.
"That's just a small dose of what you'll get if you don't keep your mouth shut," he said. "Now you're going to suck on this cock, you really are."
"Please don't make me do it."
"Shut up, now just drop down to your knees."
"I won't."
He wheeled around and slapped her one more time. Then he reached out and pulled her by the hair, tugging downward until he forced her down to her knees.
"That's better, now suck this cock," he said.
He continued to pull hard at her hair as she ran her tongue up and down his long spear.
"That's it, now you're sucking me, if you can do it to those young kids, you can do it to me too," Clyde asserted.
She was pumping feverishly on that huge pecker, doing all she could to arouse him. Her tongue drilled feverishly. She wanted to get him off fast so he would get out of the classroom. She hated Clyde, and wondered how a man that she had thought so highly of just a short time before could turn so dramatically and so terribly.
He continued holding onto her hair. He wanted to make her feel some pain and realize that she was under a compulsion to suck his cock.
Finally, he let his fingers free themselves from her hair. But he continued to enjoy every stroke of her hot tongue.
"Play with those balls, honey, let's see a little action there too," he said.
Now she was pumping frantically with her tongue, getting him that much closer to explosion.
While all this was going on, Mr. O'Connell, the principal of the school, was leaving his office. He wanted to see Miss Johnson, to tell her that he was recommending a salary increase for her.
Not only that, but at that time he was considering giving her added departmental authority. He was impressed with the way she was conducting herself in the classroom.
At first he tried her office. He knocked several times. Upon receiving no answer, he decided to try the classroom.
As he stood outside the classroom, Mr. O'Connell heard strange sounds. He wondered what was going on inside.
He opened the door a crack. He saw her in the process of running her tongue up and down the hard dick of Clyde Downs.
Mr. O'Connell entered the classroom. He scratched his head, then cleared his throat.
"Well, it looks like I've broken in on a little action," he grinned.
Their heads propelled quickly toward him. They both turned white, and Clyde immediately withdrew his hard prick from her mouth.
"Now what got into you two?" Mr. O'Connell laughed. "You were having a perfectly good time before I walked in."
"It's not what it looks like, I can explain," Clyde Downs said.
"Like hell you can explain, Clyde," he laughed.
"You were getting a good blow job. I didn't know you were that type, Miss Johnson. I thought you were the stick-to-business kind that hardly even went out at night."
"I'm not that way. He forced me to do this," she explained.
"Yen, just like she was forced to suck off Dennis and Perry," Clyde replied.
"Don't tell me that she's been that busy," Mr. O'Connell laughed.
"She sure has," Clyde Downs said.
"Please go back and finish your activities. Then, I'll see Miss Johnson alone," Mr. O'Connell said.
He sat down calmly in a desk in the front row of the room. His own cock began to harden as he watched Jean Johnson, with her tongue now trembling, go back to work on Clyde Downs' huge cock.
As Mr. O'Connell watched her go through Unclosing stages of the suck, he took out his own prick. He began to stroke it. He hadn't been getting much sex lately, and he was getting awfully fed up with that fact. His wife, just like Clyde's, was not giving him enough to satisfy him.
"Keep on sucking him, baby," Mr. O'Connell laughed.
Jean could not get over it. The principal was actually enjoying the sight. He was enjoying watching her suck off Clyde Downs.
"You heard what Mister O'Connell said, baby, suck me off, suck that cock of mine, go after my hot juice, I want it, I want you to suck me, keep it up, suck, suck, suck," he said.
Now he was running his fingers through her hair. He was not pulling on her hair now. He was a little afraid to do that in front of Mr. O'Connell. But not only that, it was also no longer necessary, since she was giving him a wild suck, anyway.
Several seconds later, the hot juice spilled out of the end of Clyde Downs' cock. She went after it enthusiastically, catching every hot drop of the white liquid.
Clyde immediately withdrew his meat from her mouth. He slipped his now satisfied cock back into his trousers and zipped them up.
"I'll bet you had yourself quite a lot of fun there, Clyde," Mr. O'Connell said.
"Yes, sir, it was a great fuck."
"How would you like to have me bounce you out of this school for doing that?" Mr. O'Connell said.
"Please, sir, anything, but don't do that." Clyde pleaded. "I do have a wife and kids."
"I'm aware of that. I'll reconsider if you'll get your ass out of here this very second," Mr. O'Connell said.
"You want me to leave?" Clyde Downs asked.
"I want you to get the hell out of here. Yes, I want you to leave. I want you to scram. I want to be alone with this gorgeous little honey."
"I understand, sir," Clyde Downs nodded.
Now, Jean was becoming increasingly more confused. It looked to her like Mr. O'Connell was just as lecherous as everybody else. She wondered just what he would have to say to her.
In a way, she was a little disappointed to see Clyde Downs leave, even though she hated him with a passion. When the door closed behind him, she knew that she was alone with Mr. O'Connell.
He was a striking-looking man in his own way, but she had always viewed him with the utmost of respect. She had never dreamed that he would stoop down to anything like trying to seduce her.
"You must have the hottest ass around this whole school," he laughed. "I'll bet you're stealing a lot of the thunder from the young chicks."
"I don't know what you mean, sir."
"Oh, I've heard a few things around here, but up until now I didn't pay too much attention to them. You hear an awful lot, particularly when faculty members are as gorgeous as you. You hear a lot of talk from these guys, and they tell stories. They're just like older guys sitting around in bars. They all want each other to think that they're great at making it with the chicks," Mr. O'Connell explained. "But now I can see that there's something to it. And after what Clyde said, I'm sure that we could make quite a case against you, provided we wanted to."
"Now just what do you mean?"
"What I mean," Mr. O'Connell began slowly, "is that I was coming in here to give you a raise and to expand your classroom duties. But now, I think that I ought to consider something else before I make the offer."
"Just what is that?"
"Just how much you're willing to put out."
"You mean you want the same thing Clyde Downs did?"
"I wasn't thinking of that before, but now I've got different ideas. Hell yes. I can see that you've been shopping that cute little twat of yours around. You've really made the scene. Well. I can use a little of that action too, and you're not about to say anything to get me in trouble, are you? Not after I'm willing to put myself out the way that I am. Any other principal in this system would throw you out of school just like that. They'd say that you're a terrible influence on the students. Me? I'll look the other way, provided I get what I want."
"You mean I get the raise and all?"
"Provided you play ball with me."
"I see. You're just like Clyde."
"We get good and hot and we want a little action. I'm taking a chance by doing this, but I'm willing to do it if you'll put out when I say. Don't worry. I'm not going to ask you to fuck as many times as your friends Dennis and Perry no doubt do. For one thing, I can't afford to take the chance. Tin higher in this system than you are and more people know me than know you. Consequently, I've got to watch it. Not only that, but I've got a nosy old lady. The goddamned twat. I'd have divorced her a long time ago if it weren't for the fact that I can't afford to lose her. She's from a wealthy family and she's got a lot of influence around this town. If she suspected that I was playing around, I'd be in real trouble."
"So you want a nice quiet affair with me, is that it?"
"You've got it. Now I'm going to strip you."
"Right here?"
"That's right. After I lock the door. That damned idiot Downs. He got so hot and bothered that he didn't even think to lock the door."
"That was awfully stupid of him."
"You're goddamned right it was."
Mr. O'Connell locked the door. Then he returned, stroking his cock.
He went to work on her dress, tearing at it quickly with his fingers. He pulled it off quickly getting down to her panties and bra.
He was gasping and panting for all he was worth at that time. He undid her bra, letting his fingers travel with great anxiety around her tits. The longer he ran his fingers around them, the hotter he became.
"Damned, but you've got a great set of tits," he said. "Yes, you're going to be a great fuck. I can hardly wait to expose that pussy of yours."
She still could not believe what was happening to her. Here was the one man that she had respected above all others. She regarded Mr. O'Connell as the finest administrator she had ever known in her life. She held nothing but the highest regard for him. Now he was stripping her and preparing to fuck her.
He reached down and tugged off her panties. As he discarded them on the floor, he ran the fingers of his right hand over her pussy.
"Oh, that feels good. Now get on the floor, honey, because I'm going to fuck you."
"It's kind of cold down there."
"It will be for a little while. But when I start heating things up, you won't notice the difference," he laughed.
His strong arms reached out and guided her downward toward the floor. He parted her legs, then went to work with some more brisk finger action on her snatch.
"I'm going to fuck the hell out of you," he said.
"Where are you going to screw me?"
"I'm going to fuck your cunt."
"Wouldn't you rather have me blow you?"
"Hell no. I'll get some of that action some other time. But right now I want to fuck you."
"Okay."
"I'll bet you're a great grind."
"Please do it. I don't like talking about it."
"I know. You feel guilt. You women make me laugh."
He ran his fingers over her legs, then let his body surge forward. He allowed his hips to slide back and forth as he directed his cock swiftly inside her snatch.
"Oh, what a pussy, I'm in there, you're nice and tight," he exclaimed happily.
He ground his prick into her with great speed. He drilled it time and again, letting his hot cock stab with great excitement. His heart pounded pulsatingly, as he drove himself ever closer to ejaculation.
"Oh, what a fuck you are, I'm slamming it into that pussy, it's nice and moist, yes, I can see that I'm giving it some great action," he sighed.
Back and forth he continued to stab her relentlessly. His cock was so hard and was coming at her with such great force that he was hurting her. But she did not say a word. She only let out a few gasps when the pain became great.
"Oh, can you take it, you've got quite a pussy, you can take my hot cock, you can see now why I need this kind of action, you can see now why the old lady isn't supplying it, she's just had her juices dry up, all she wants to do is sit around and get drunk. But you're different, I can fuck you, I really can, I'm glad I found you the way I did, now I can fuck you, now I've got the mistress that I've wanted, I can fuck you, oh, oh, oh," he exclaimed.
She closed her eyes and continued to feel the hot stabs of his huge pole driving relentlessly into her snatch.
"Hang on, baby, because I'm about ready to shoot," he said.
He reached out and slapped her buttocks cheeks as he got ready to unleash his load of juice.
"Oh, this is it, catch it, baby, here it comes, oh, oh, oh," he gasped.
She felt the load of juice shooting into her pussy.
"That's a great fuck," he said, removing his prick from her snatch. "We'll do it again real soon. You can be sure of that."
He zipped up his trousers and walked quickly toward the door.
"I've got to speak at a Chamber of Commerce meeting on the other side of town," he laughed. "So I don't have much time. But thanks a lot, honey, for a great fuck. You'll be hearing from me in the next few days."
Now she realized that she was caught up in a vicious circle. She had been trapped as a result of giving in to the desires of Dennis and Perry.
But what astounded her was the trap in which she finally found herself. It was completely different from anything she had imagined. At the very worst, she expected to be expelled from school.
She could still tell on Mr. O'Connell and Clyde Downs. But who would believe her? Mr. O'Connell had a high standing in the community. Not only that, but Clyde Downs had his incriminating pictures to use as evidence.
No, she realized, she would have to string along with Mr. O'Connell, at least until he would allow her to transfer out of the school.
From the way that he had fucked her, she realized that such an occasion would be a long time off. It might not happen until another beautiful girl joined the faculty.
She was still trembling as she got up from the cold floor. She began to put her clothes back on.
