When an attractive girl becomes a teacher, many complications can arise. Such was the case with the beautiful blonde teacher, Susan Lee.
Miss Lee had always felt free to wear styles that showed her body off to good advantage.. But, when it came to considering the impact of her sexual appeal upon her young students, this was one thing she didn't quite understand.
The real problem which changed her future, took place when the Principal assigned her to head the Drama Department at Le Grady High. She decided to put on a Roman play, and when her young students outfitted themselves in Roman togas-one student failed to wear any shorts underneath. In the privacy of a backstage dressing room, he revealed his secret and at the same time successfully seduced his teacher.
From here on in, problems developed. His brother wanted to share the sexual action, when he confided this knowledge to him. Now, she was in terrible trouble, for she was virtually a sex slave of a student.
An old girl friend visited her, and when the girl friend found out what was happening, she asked if she could join the party, and help out.
All this led to Miss Lee's downfall. For when she allowed students the freedom to write about their sexual experiences in her class, the parents were informed of this assignment.
Phone calls to the Principal's alert secretary, Miss Worthington brought the entire matter out into the open, and soon she was being spied upon.
No amount of force on the part of her administrators could make Miss Lee listen to reason, for she had gone too far in her tangled, chaotic life to reorganize where her freedom trail was leading. If she had any idea how it would all end, she never would have started having sex with her seventeen year old student in that backstage dressing room, on a very hot fall day.
-The Publishers
CHAPTER ONE
Susan Lee reached down to pull the covers back on the bed. Her shaggy dog Teddie always liked to rouse her in the morning this way, just about the time the alarm clock was set to ring. It bothered her, but she knew enough not to complain because he always timed it so well she had to get up anyway. This morning, she didn't exactly look forward to, as it marked the end of a summer vacation. She had enjoyed Mexico City, Acapulco, and hated to return to her teaching post at La Gray High School. However, she knew she couldn't enjoy such fun-filled vacations unless she worked to earn them.
So, she decided to quit resenting the demands work made upon her, and get going. Turning the coffee on was the first step, and giving Teddy his much sought after breakfast the second. Then, she shed her nightie, and stepped naked into the shower. The alternating hot and cold water brought her back to life swiftly, and as she looked at her supple, youthful body, with the firm, taut breasts, and glanced down at her blonde thatch, she smiled. She always had a good opinion of herself, having been voted number one in popularity contests in high school, and in college she was picked as the girl most wanted if marooned on an island. Her blue, innocent eyes, and her long blonde hair, gave her an angelic look, Yet, within her, burned some pretty devilish sexual fires, and she'd kept quite a few young men happy at college.
She dressed quickly and hurried off to her teaching assignment. She was teaching English, but when she walked into the front office on opening day of school, she got a big surprise.
"Miss Lee," Principal Keel called out to her. She turned and he motioned for her to come into his office.
"Sit down," he smiled, pulling up a chair near his desk. And then he continued, "Miss Lee, we've had a big disappointment. Mary Jane Cooper, whose been with our Drama Department for fourteen years has resigned, and that leaves us with a vacancy-"
Immediately, Miss Lee leaned forward. She had majored in Drama, and taken a minor in English, but when no teaching posts became available in the field of her first choice, she went back, and studied some more English, qualifying herself to continue in the English field. But Drama was her first love.
"Oh, that's wonderful-you mean I can have my Drama Class at last-"
"Yes," the Principal smiled, "And from the work you did assisting Miss Cooper I think we can expect great things from you, and our Drama Department this year."
"I'll do my best," Susan Lee smiled, and then the shrill opening bell sounded.
"Oh, I must get to my class-"
"Yes, of course," the Principal acknowledged, "But remember from now on your last two classes of the day will be in Drama."
"Don't worry, I won't forget-and thank you, thank you ever so much!"
She hurried out of the office, down the hall, around a corner and up a flight of stairs. Then, she noticed some of her students clustering around the door, talking, joking, and generally acting as if school hadn't begun. However, when she hurried by, they quickly stopped talking and went obediently into the classroom.
"The day has begun," she said in clipped, sharp tones, "whether or not some of you realize it-"
The students quieted, and together they took the flag pledge, and then she went into the class-work with new-found zeal and zest, having been made extremely happy over the prospect of getting to do something she liked in Drama. Every break she had during the day she utilized to look at her collection of drama books in the corner cabinet. Finally, she looked at one play that particularly intrigued her. It was a modern day version of an old Roman comedy, "The Roman Scandals", and she thought it would be a delightful comedy caper for the kids to put on. So, she hurriedly glanced at the play between classes, and finally it was the next to the last class of the day. She went to the Mul-ti-Purpose Room where the Drama group met to pick the play they would put on in the school auditorium. The fifteen eager young students were there, anxious to participate in the production. When she saw that there were nine tall, good looking young male students and six female students, she thought she had the makings of the "Roman Scandals" comedy.
"Class," she began, "We will have a wonderful school year I know-and I'm so happy to be selected as your teacher to put on the shows. I'm Miss Lee, and you can each introduce yourselves." The boys and the girls promptly introduced themselves. And then the readings for the parts began. They hadn't finished before the bell rang and another class marched in. Then, the entire procedure was repeated. Finally, Miss Lee had her notes on each student's reading and what parts she felt they fitted best. Jerry Winters seemed like the natural for the lead, and Merilee Clark could read her lines so well, she seemed like the leading lady.
After a couple of days, Miss Lee announced her choices. Jerry Winters thought he had the inside track and when Miss Lee announced, "For leading man, I've chosen Jerry Winters," he nearly jumped out of his seat with delight. Then, everyone quieted to hear who was going to play the leading lady. And, when the announcement came, "Merilee Clark," nobody was surprised, as Merilee was indeed a shapely, comely young woman that fitted the description of the character in the "Roman Scandals" cast suggestion page.
"Now," Miss Lee continued, "Here are the other choices." She listed the other choices for the various lesser characters in the Roman revival comedy.
"We'll begin with individual tutoring," she explained. "I like to work individually, and then with the class as a unit. You can stay in the Multi-Purpose Room with the Student Teacher, during my special tutoring alone with the leads in the main auditorium. Alright, I'll begin with Jerry and Merilee," she smiled. "We'll go to the auditorium now and start right away."
Both of them joined the teacher and went to the auditorium, and Miss Lee explained, "You'll need costumes for the final dress rehearsal, and these will be supplied by the Le Grady High School Drama Fund. However, during our daily rehearsals, I must ask you to bring your own costumes. You can wear simple sheets for this Roman show. For example, Merilee, the women used to wear a draped costume, dropping from the shoulder. And, the men will wear Roman Togas."
"What's a toga, Teacher?" Jerry Winters asked.
"Oh, don't you know what that is, silly," Merilee Clark teased him.
"Remember, we all haven't been to as many plays as the next person," Miss Lee reminded her, stopping her cutting humor off quickly.
"Didn't you see 'A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Forum'? " Merilee continued her derision. "It was a panic!"
"It was a comical movie and stage play," Miss Lee acknowledged, "and I'm quite sure Jerry hasn't seen some of the movies you like."
"That's right," Jerry enthused, "Tell me, have you seen Evel Kneivel?"
"No," Merilee admitted.
"So," Jerry smiled, feeling he'd triumphed over her for one brief moment.
"Well," Miss Lee interjected, "We're not getting to rehearsing our lines. Jerry, a Roman toga is a simple wrap around garment. You can use a small portion of a sheet, draped over one shoulder and going down on your legs like white shorts, only it is one piece and hangs."
"I read you," he smiled.
The teacher and her two students got a chance to practice a few pages of the dialogue, and then the bell rang.
"Time flies so fast-we'd just begun," Miss Lee sighed, "Well, tomorrow, I'll work with Jerry alone-and wear your toga."
"And when do you teach me how to act my role?"
"The very next day," Miss Lee smiled, "I think you will both do wonderful work in your respective roles, and we'll work toward a smash hit. Our high school could use one."
"You can say that again," Merilee commented, "Our Drama Department has gone to pot lately, and I almost didn't take it this year-but I'm glad I did."
"Me too," Jerry said, "I like a friendly teacher who tries to communicate-"
"That, I try," Miss Lee laughed, "So long kids." They both hurried out the door, and she remained a moment at the rear of the auditorium. She glanced at the spotlights illuminating two circles of white light oh a darkened stage. And then, she imagined what it would be like to see her two lead students performing. There they were, dressed in Roman costumes, and throwing out their comedy lines, with the kids laughing and applauding. The second bell told her it was time to stop dreaming, and go to work to make the dream a reality. Going back to her classroom, she picked up her teaching materials, and hurried downstairs. The Principal saw her, and called her over to him.
"How goes it?" he asked.
"So far, very good. The students are remarkably cooperative and I think we will succeed in having a hit this year."
"Well, I do too," the Principal enthused, "We've got a friendly teacher in you, Miss Lee
-and that always helps spark enthusiasm with students.
"That is the second time I heard that today," she laughed, "So I guess it is true, well, I try
"Good for you-by the way-what's the name of your play you picked?"
" The Roman Scandals,' " she laughed.
"Very good," he nodded, and then she smiled, "Thank you!" and went on her way.
That night she did her blocking of the scenes. And the next day, she was completely prepared to tackle the show. When the hour came for the Drama Class to meet, everyone but Jerry Winters went to the Multi-Purpose Room to read lines with the aid of the student teacher, while Miss Lee directed her one student in the scenes she'd blocked out the night before. She went to the auditorium, going backstage immediately to turn the single spot she wanted on the stage. Then, she noticed Jerry on stage in his clothes.
"Jerry-where's your Roman toga?" she demanded, "I told you to come to class today in costume-"
"Oh, I forgot, Teach-I left it in my locker."
"Go and get it," she insisted, "It'll make the scene so much more real if you wear your costume. It gives mood."
"Alright," Jerry said sullenly, as he walked out of the auditorium and up two flights of stairs to where his locker was located. Then, he came back to rehearsal, and asked the teacher, "Where do I change into my costume?"
"You have all those dressing rooms over there," she told him, pointing to a row of marked rooms.
"Which one?"
"Choose anyone you want to," she told him.
Jerry chose a dressing room, went in and when he came out was dressed in a short-short, white Roman toga. The teacher looked at him as he walked to center stage and noticed what a muscular, handsome youth seventeen year old Jerry really was.
"Well, don't you look nice," she laughed, "Just like an old Roman." Then, Jerry began acting out his role.
"In Rome," he began, "We do things our way! We play all night and sleep all day-"
All at once, the toga fell to the floor and Jerry stood there stark naked. His huge penis hung flaccid between his legs, and his face became beet red with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Teach," he said, "I don't know how to put this sheet on so it won't slide off-"
"Oh, dear god," she groaned, "I'll help you. But really you should wear shorts-"
Together, they hurried back to the dressing room, and as she walked behind him, she observed his wide, broad shoulders, his trim waist, and the firm, round buttocks. His muscles seemed to ripple as he walked, and she found herself strangely fascinated by this seventeen year old young man. She was only twenty five herself, and the eight years between them seemed so unimportant when it came to physical attraction. She tried to tell herself, that it was absurd to think of any physical attraction between herself and a student, and keeping that in mind she went into the dressing room.
"You put it on me," Jerry said, leaning naked against the make-up table. She glanced down at his genitals, and saw his blonde penis, suddenly swelling. The curly, blonde pubic hair which framed his testicles, and his penis glistened under the light of the make-up table. A waft of blonde hair fell on one side of his face, and his eyes remained unexpressive and cool. She put the Roman toga up around one shoulder, and began to drape it around his genitals when she saw him suddenly start to harden.
"You're going to have to do something about that," she complained, "You can't be in this show without wearing any shorts."
"I'm sorry," he said, "I don't like those tight fitting shorts-my old prick gets hard and it becomes all tangled up in them."
"That's just too bad," Miss Lee said evenly.
Then, she observed a trace of a smile forming on his face. And, she said, "If you keep making it longer-you'll never be able to cover it with this short sheet."
"I know one way," he grinned, "I can jerk it off, and it'll go down then and stay in place."
"Shall I wait while you take a jack-offing break?"
"You don't have to wait," he smiled, "You can pull my meat for me."
"And what if I refuse?"
"You won't," he said confidently.
"I'm not attracted to you in the least, young man," she said testily, "So, forget it."'
Maybe Miss Lee wasn't attracted to Jerry, but he was totally turned on with her. His arms swept around her, and she felt his rock-hard cock pressing against her.
"Why don't we knock off a piece?" he said tightly. "You'd be a wild fuck-"
"How dare you talk that way to me?" she demanded.
"You want it just as bad as I do," the young student told the teacher, whose face was reddening more with each passing moment.
All of a sudden a compulsion to feel his young prick seized her and she reached down to touch it. Jerry knew he had her right where he wanted her then.
"Why don't you blow me, Teach?" he said huskily, hoping she'd suck him off.
"I-I wouldn't think of it," she snapped, but Jerry didn't listen to her words. Instead, he brought his lips down on her lips, crushing her into silence. Then, her mouth opened and their tongues found each other. Jerry reached back and locked the dressing room door. Now, he was ready.
"Go ahead, Teach-get on your knees and eat my prick!"
The idea of anyone talking to her like this fascinated her. She didn't like men who were weak and timid, and this hot-blooded young student impressed her with his force, and with his demands.
"Alright," she said quietly, and she let herself go, dropping on her knees. And then she pulled his swollen penis to her lips and slowly started sucking on him.
"Yes, yes, that's how I like it," he smiled as he saw her start to suck his joint. She let him thrust all the way in and it reached to the back of her throat. The excitement built as he savagely slid it down her throat, gripped her head and demanded, "Teacher, suck me-suck my cock. Yes, yes, suck me!" Miss Lee had been a good cocksucker in college, having attended a few orgies, and delighted in entertaining a group of men with her cocksucking expertise. But, since coming to her teaching post, she'd been so laden down with work, she almost forgot about sex. That was until she saw the handsome, virile, naked body of her young student.
"How about that, Teach?" Jerry said tightly. "Doesn't it taste good-that's it-don't stop now. Suck my prick, suck me!"
With smooth, even sucks, she kept going on him. And his balls bounced on her chin. He guided her head, and didn't take his eyes off her one minute. He was determined to have his cock sucked off at any cost.
A drop of cum formed on the head of his penis, and she tasted it, savoring it, enjoying it eagerly awaiting the moment when his penis would shoot its complete contents into her hot, eager mouth.
"Suck it," he demanded, "Suck that prick. Ohhh, Teacher-now, you're doing it just fine."
At this point, she allowed her lower lip to drag to bring him the most pleasure possible.
"Ahhhh, ohhhh, baby, suck my prick! Suck it, suck it off!"
She liked the sweet odor of his loins, and enjoyed watching herself sliding back and forth on his saliva-slickened penis.
The only problem sucking on his prick presented to her in reality was that it couldn't last forever. So great was the excitement of this moment, she wished it could be allowed to last for longer.
"Now, you're doing it," he blurted, "Ohhh, ahhh, I'm coming-I can't stand it-ohhhh, ahhh, eat me, eat me, Teach, eat me up." The hot sperm splashed down her throat as she devoured him, and he threw his head from side to side, as he held her down over his hot, juicy penis.
"Get it all out, Teacher-suck the juice out!"
Miss Lee did as he said. His hot sperm appealed to her so much, she sucked all of him out, and then she slowly eased off him, and stood up. When her eyes met his eyes, she suddenly burst into tears, realizing what she'd done. In that one moment of sexual ecstasy, she might have destroyed everything she'd built up through the long years of her education-and this tormented her now, she'd had the satisfaction of being fed her student's hot sperm load.
"I-I'm sorry," she whimpered.
But, her virile, young student wouldn't listen. His arms went around her, and he stood there naked, pulling her to him.
"You don't have a thing in the world to be sorry about," he said quickly. "You really don't!"
Then, he kissed her again, and when they heard footsteps, they pulled apart.
"Get your pants on in a hurry," she told him nervously. Quickly, Jerry slid into his pants, got his shoes on and put on a shirt.
Then, he buttoned up the shirt, and she opened the door, and stepped out.
The janitor walked by, and said, "I guess you had that one locked-I just wanted to clean up."
"Oh, I didn't notice," she covered quickly, and walked out of the auditorium, and back down the hall. When she'd collected her thoughts a few moments later in her classroom, she realized she had a rehearsal with the four Roman soldiers, and she hoped there wouldn't be any more problems such as Jerry posed.
CHAPTER TWO
She hurried to the rehearsal, and everything went along fine. The four young men wore their Roman togas, but had them modestly covering their privates, and there was no trace of nudity under the togas. It was almost impossible for her to keep her mind on the rehearsal as she kept thinking of her sex session with Jerry. All he needed to do was open his mouth to one person, and she'd be shot down the tubes so fast it would make her head swim.
Finally, she collected herself, and as she walked out the office door that night she felt fine until the Principal called out to her.
"How are you coming with the play?" he smiled genially.
"Just fine," she replied. "Just fine!"
"That's nice," he nodded, "Keep up the good work!"
"Right," she replied, a nervous twitch coming to her face, as she imagined what he would think of her if he ever caught her carrying on with one of her young students.
That night, she hadn't been home ten minutes when her boyfriend Dennis called up.
"Hi, Honey," Dennis began, "How about you and me for dinner, tonight?"
"I've got so much to do-"
"Well, you've got to eat sometime," he declared.
"I know, honey-but it takes time to go out and-"
"Now, knock the excuses off," he laughed, "I want to see you-be ready-I'm coming over in half an hour."
That's all there was to it as far as Dennis was concerned. When he had his mind made up that he was going to do something-that was that. This always bothered her, as she liked to be in charge of her own life, and Dennis was forever making it impossible. He'd come from a well-to-do family, and they'd put him up in the financing business. So, he had a good life, and could offer her all the monetary benefits of a good marriage. But, one thing was wrong. Dennis wanted to dominate her, and this she completely resented. He liked to pick her associates, decide upon her clothes, and even dictate where they'd live if they tied the marital knot. But, there was one thing she did like about him-he was an expert love maker. Whenever he balled her, she finished on the satisfied line. And that was a lot more than she could say for some of the college flunkies she'd fucked around with. Most of them wanted to get their rocks off, and didn't know anything about how to please a woman. Dennis had almost made a science of it.
She glanced at the cock. Thinking about all these things wasn't getting her ready for his arrival. So, she decided the best thing to do was get on the ball, and prepare for him. She slipped out of her dress she had worn all day at school and put on a blue slack suit. It always went well with her blonde hair, and blue eyes and fair skin. She turned around, examining herself in the mirror, and she smiled an approving smile as she heard the doorbell ring. Dennis was here already.
Going to the door, she opened it, and brown-haired, brown eyed Dennis smiled his greeting, "Hi, beautiful!"
"Hi," she smiled, "Here's hoping you're all ready to go out-Wow! You look good enough to eat yourself."
"Thanks," she smiled, and turning around, said, "We might as well go out-all I see around here is homework and I'm so tired of correcting those horrible English papers."
"Teaching isn't much fun, is it?" he asked, "You'd be better off married to me, wouldn't you?"
"Would I?" she asked, with a sly smile, "Then, you'd become my boss, wouldn't you."
"I'd like that assignment," he grinned, his eyes flashing as he gave a quick once over of her breasts.
"It's too early for that!" she chuckled. "You were taking me out to dinner."
"Yes, I was-wasn't I?"
Then, the two of them left and he asked her as they drove down the tree-shaded boulevard where she'd like to go.
"Oh, just a place where we can have a drink, and relax," she said, "I-I'm exhausted."
"You've been so quiet, I knew something was bugging you," Dennis said quickly, "It's that goddam teaching. Why don't you quit and marry me?"
"Maybe I will," Susan smiled. And to herself she thought of what an easy escape it might be to quit her teaching post, get married and never have to think of her student Jerry whom she'd had sex with a few scant hours previously.
"That's the way I like to hear you talk," Dennis declared, reaching over and patting her thigh. "You know, baby, I like you better in mini-skirts than slacks."
"Oh, I figured you would," she chuckled. "You have always been so anxious to look at it-"
"Mentioning look at it-why don't you let me photograph you in the nude."
"Out of the question," she snapped, "I don't believe in posing in the buff."
"Why not? You're beautiful in the buff!"
"I'll tell you why, if you must know," she snapped, "When you are a teacher, there are certain restrictions that must be placed on your conduct. If the Principal thought I'd do a thing like that, she'd probably want to can me."
"That would be nice," Dennis chuckled, pulling into the parking lot of the Mogambo Club Restaurant.
They let the parking attendant park the car, and they both went into the darkened restaurant. A fireplace was giving its shadow glow over in the corner, and a couple of windows overlooked spotlighted gardens.
"Isn't this a nice place?" Dennis asked, anxious to try to please her tonight.
"Yes, it is," she replied, "I really like a place like this-and now if you'll motion that waiter over here so we can get a drink-everything will be lollipops and rainbows."
The waiter responded when he saw Dennis asking him over.
"Good evening, sir," he began, "How are you tonight?"
"Just fine," Dennis said, "I guess we'll have a drink first."
"Yes, of course. What would you like?" he asked, looking at Susan questioningly.
"A double bourbon and seven," Susan smiled.
"I'll take a scotch and water," Dennis told him. After the drinks had relaxed them both, the waiter returned to take their dinner orders.
"What would you like?"
"What's that flaming sword dinner they're serving over there?" Susan asked him.
"That is one of the specialties of the house," he explained, "It's out flaming shish-kebab, and then of course we have our flaming sword steaks."
"I'd like shish-kebab," she declared, "how about you?"
"Sounds good to me too," Dennis declared, and so they both ordered the same meal. The food was served a scant ten minutes later, with the flaming sword skewers, and the usual waiter dramatics.
"Mmmmmm, smells so good," Dennis smiled, "We're lucky we came here."
"Enjoy your dinner," the waiter said, when he'd finished serving the steaks. Then, Susan broke down, and said, "I hate teaching! I really do!"
"Why didn't you say so before?"
"I was just trying to lie to myself," Susan said, "I wish we had gotten married last June."
"Don't let the month stand between us now," Dennis said eagerly. "Why don't you tell the Principal to take the job, and shove it?"
"That's not the way to handle things," she said, "We've got to do some planning in advance. We can't just rush things through like that-we can't!"
"Honey, I'm so hot I wish we could-"
"Not tonight, Dennis," she said, looking off and thinking of Jerry, and how much she'd enjoyed sucking his male member. He gave a healthier sperm-load than the lover she had seated beside her, and it intrigued her just imagining what it would be like to share a big bed with him and try everything out just once. But, this was a sex trip she should never risk taking. It could cost her-everything, and she knew it all too well.
So, she just waited and when the dinner was over, she drove home without saying a word to Dennis, hoping this could put him on the alert, she wasn't in the mood for sex with him.
Finally, when they were back at her pad, she used the ultimate weapon, and almost shut the door in his face.
"Don't treat me like that, baby," he smiled, "You know how much I need you."
"Do I?" she asked, an impish grin playing around the corners of her lips.
"Yes, baby-let me in."
"For five minutes," she declared, "that's all-then I've got to get some rest."
"Right-on," he replied, "Five fuckin' minutes is all I need."
"Knock it off," Susan snapped, "I said not tonight."
The fact he was in her apartment was a source of encouragement to Dennis. Now he simply had to devise some way of getting her hot to fuck.
"Baby," he smiled, "What am I going to do about this?" Slowly, he unzipped his pants, and reached out and pulled out his tremendous sized dong. He stroked it, and then, reached m and pulled his balls out too. He knew she enjoyed eating his prick, and he wanted to intrigue her, so much he could get his rocks off.
"Why don't you just suck on it?"
"Sure, I know you're trick," she said evenly, "I'll blow you for a few minutes and then you'll say, 'why don't we do it on the bed?' and then we'll be fucking half the night!"
"What's wrong with that?' Dennis grinned, slowly pulling on his penis, getting it bigger and bigger by the moment. She glanced at him, and it was indeed true, he was very hot tonight, but it was equally true, she didn't feel like becoming involved at all.
"Why don't you suck on it-please, baby, just a minute or two?"
"All right, if you can confine it to five sucking minutes," she spit furiously.
"Well, you don't have to get so goddam testy about a little cocksuck!" he declared adamantly.
"Baby," she smiled, "I'm sorry! I really am-but something is bothering me tonight-"
"I've known that all evening," Dennis said, still stroking smoothly on his penis.
And then, she went over and got on the floor between his legs, and bent over his lap, grasping his penis in her hand and slowly starting to suck on him.
"How does that feel?"
"Keep sucking, dammit," Dennis insisted, "Don't ever put your mouth on me and take it off and play games with me!"
"I'm not playing games with you," she smiled, "I-I'm just not as hot to have sex as you are-"
"Come on, baby, you've got me all worked up now. Finish it off."
Sensing a power, and feeling a delight, she enjoyed teasing him. Gripping his penis tightly in her hand and squeezing, she slowly raised it up, and glanced down at his hairy balls which were on display on his deep blue pants. Then, she licked the underside of his penis, focusing the tongue action around the glans.
"How does that feel?" she demanded.
"like more, baby," he smiled, and now she was almost as eager as he was to finish him off. Her mouth went back to the head of his penis, and she began slowly building up a suction. And then she went up and down the shaft, letting him slowly thrust it to her. As the tip of his penis touched the back of her throat, the touch excited him so much it made his body quiver in excitement.
"That's it, lover," he smiled, "Keep sucking me just like that. Ohhhh, yes, just like that!"
She went back to sucking on him, and the sensations continued. Then, he began running his fingers through her wavy blonde hair, "Oh, baby, eat my dong. Eat it, lick it up."
Her head bobbed up and down rhythmically as she sucked with passionate delight. Dennis was always happy when he could get her to go down on him, as he knew he could count on her own sex instincts to carry them through to a hot, sucking, fucking finish.
"Play with my balls," he begged her.
Susan reached down and began fingering his testicles as he continued thrusting his thick, pulsating penis into her hot, and eager mouth.
"Oh, baby, you're driving me up the wall," he exclaimed, "Suck that prick. Ohhh, ahhh, suck the juice out of it." And then, he said, "Honey, how about going into the bedroom, and doing it on the big bed?"
Now, he had her, she was so worked up, she wanted to do everything to him, suck him all over, love him, play with him, excite him. And she slid her mouth off his cock quickly, and exclaimed, "Anything you say, honey-let's go!"
And so, they moved to her bedroom, and both of them tore off their clothes in a few moments and got up on the bed. When, he placed a pillow under his firm, round butt, she knew what he expected. Spreading his legs, he reached down and massaged his own anus, and said, "Sweet baby, will you eat my ass out?" She nodded and smiled, "Yes, lover-you do turn me on."
Dennis was proud of his body, and delighted that he could get her to do anything to him. She got on the bed, and started letting her tongue slide around his asshole. He liked it so much he gripped his penis and began pumping on it.
"Yes, yes, hot sucker," Dennis declared, gripping his penis tighter and pumping faster.
Dennis had a handsome body, and his blonde hair around his buttocks tasted good to her tongue as she stiffened, and thrust it hard up his asshole.
"Yes, yes, now-now you're doing it right," he gasped in delight, feeling her tongue slide up his hot channel.
She enjoyed the feel of his balls bouncing on her forehead, and she pumped his penis methodically, as she continued sucking away at his asshole.
"Eat it," he begged her, "eat my ass out. Drive your tongue way up there, honey."
She became lost in his hot passion, not caring for anything she felt, completely concerned what giving him all the sensations he desired so strongly.
"Oh, baby, I love it when we ball together," he panted in his sexual ecstasy, as the powerful sexual desires flooded through his entire being. "Suck my ass-suck it, baby, suck it out!"
Susan could guess from the way Dennis was sweating, and rolling his butt around on the bed as she was being his hot tongue-fucker, that he was about ready to explode.
"Eat it," Dennis begged, "Eat my ass out."
She let her tongue slide up there, and then he blurted, "Ahhh, ohhhh, you dirty ass sucker, eat me!"
Even being demeaned by him excited her imagination, and turned her on. She loved to eat his ass out, lick his testicles, and suck his sperm load.
But, as he wiggled around to a certain pitch, as her tongue continued sliding smoothly in and out of him, she decided it might be a good idea to grip his penis and start sucking him off before he came in her hand.
Taking her tongue out quickly, she smiled up at him, "Baby, I'd better take care of you fast. You are hot tonight."
"I told you I was," he said smoothly, "Start blowing me, baby!"
Susan let her mouth slide down over his penis once more, only this time there would be interruptions. She was ready to go down on him and devour it.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," he gasped, as she went down on him, and let one finger glide up his asshole, guiding him while he sucked.
"No, let your lip drag, lover," he begged, "That's it. Ohhh, that's sensational. Suck me, suck me, lover, suck me. Ohhh, ahhhh, eat it, eat it, I'm coming, I'm coming."
Reaching down, he held her head over his thrusting dong, and it exploded. The hot cum spurted in her mouth and she eagerly tasted him, thoroughly enjoying the delicious taste of his sperm load.
"Eat it, lover, eat it," he begged, and she wouldn't let up, until she'd sucked it dry.
"Oh, that's enough. It tickles now," he protested as she went on sucking. "Baby, stop-I'll suck your pussy-stop-you're tickling me."
Finally, she pulled off and then, she straddled him quickly as her vagina was eager to have the feel of his tongue sliding inside her. As she brought her blonde vagina tight to his mouth, his tongue whipped out, and he started licking at her.
"Oh, yes, I like you lover," she said excitedly, as his hot tongue steadily lashed at her there.
Then, he thrust inside her, grasping her buttocks, massaging them, kneading them as she wiggled her cunt around his invading tongue. Dennis was a pussy-man, and frankly liked eating snatch even more than fucking it.
"Now, you're doing it up brown, baby," she moaned, as her hands grasped his head firmly, and held on. "Oh, yes-more! Drive it up there! Ohhh, ahhhhhh!"
Dennis let his tongue probe inside her, licking the hot walls of her vagina, and then he drove it back and forth on her erect clitoris, now and then nibbling, and always keeping his tongue in movement.
"Suck on me," she begged, and her fingernails dug into his scalp as his face pressed tightly to her snatch. "Ohhh, that's it, you're driving me crazy, Dennis. I love it when you do that. Suck my pussy, suck me, pussy eater. Ahhhhhhhh, suck it!"
Wiggling her butt about, he had to hang on, and thrust his tongue back and forth quickly, deciding to make a quick play for her to cum in his mouth at any moment.
"Oh, what a pussy eater you are," she laughed, and her hands ran through his hair, as he buried his face in her cunt.
"Eat my pussy, eat me," she begged him. His tongue lashed her love button, flicking faster, and then faster, sending electrical sex thrills up and down her tingling spine.
"Oh, baby, let me ride your tongue," she cried in exultation, as the stimulation built to a feverish pitch. Soon his hands shot up, and he gripped her breasts, pinching the nipples in his sudden passionate excitement.
"Ohhh, now, now, faster, faster, ahhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," she groaned in delight, as she gushed in his hungry mouth. Dennis sucked her juices in, savoring every bit of it, as he finished his tongue job. Then, his hands came down, and he lay back, relaxed. She got off him, and lay beside him.
"Maybe we should get married right away," he suggested, "I hate to keep this up-"
"Keep what up?" she asked softly.
"You know," he said, "Going home when I could just as well stay here all night."
"You can stay here all night if you want to," she agreed, "but I still want to wait a little while before I agree on getting married-try hard to understand me, won't you?"
"I am trying," he said earnestly, "but, baby, you've got to realize when a guys horny for a chick he wants to make it legal sometimes-I think that much of you! There's nothing wrong with marriage, is there, I hope!"
"No, of course not," Susan smiled, "It's just that I don't think we should rush it."
"It's not rushing it, considering how long we've been going together," he insisted.
Finally, they both fell asleep, happily exhausted. And the next morning, just as the dawn streaked across the gray sky, he turned her toward him and started feeling of her breasts. Half asleep, she didn't pay any attention. And then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom a moment to urinate. Returning, he saw her vagina spread for him, her legs parted invitingly. He crawled back in bed, and straddled her and slowly slid his penis into her.
"Baby, isn't this a nice way to greet a new day?" he whispered, as he looked down on her lustfully. Glancing up, she saw him coming toward her with hard, driving thrusts.
"Fuck it, baby," he stammered, as he built his tempo. Now, Susan was turned-on, and wide awake. She reached back to grip his buttocks as she brought herself toward him.
"Give it to me, honey," she whispered eagerly, anxious to forget all about the problem she'd made for herself in school with the virile, young drama student.
"Baby, that's what I like-you're putting some enthusiasm into it-fuck me, lover, fuck me.
Their two bodies merged, as the sun began shining through the heavily curtained window. And they produced a sex rhythm all their own.
"That's it, grab it with your cunt," Dennis demanded. "Oh, yes, just like that, honey."
Susan knew how to effectively use her vagina muscles. Her exercise kept her entire body in a fine muscle tone, and as he thrust his penis into place inside her, the excitement built until she couldn't stand it any longer.
"Oh, baby, fuck me, fuck me good," she cried out, her hands gliding up and down his soft back, and then she clutched his buttocks, massaging him, feeling of him.
"You love a good screw just as much as I do," he smiled down at her, "You're oversexed, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes, I am-and I'm glad I'm oversexed, aren't you?"
"You can bet your sweet ass, I am," he chuckled, as he slid himself in and out of her, as she gratefully kissed him on both sides of the face. This thrilled him because Dennis had grown bored with women who were cheap grinds, who'd fuck anybody who'd pay the price. He wanted a woman who cared about him, a woman who dug him this way, and a woman who knew how to become enthusiastic when she was getting fucked. Susan was all he'd ever wanted, and as he drove himself into her hot hole this morning, her mouth opened, and their tongues met. Caught in this torrid moment, the two of them Frenched enthusiastically, and as they tongue-fucked each other's face, they climaxed together.
Pulling away, Dennis chuckled, "Right-on baby, grab it! Squeeze the juice out of there, honey-ohhh, yes, that's how it's done."
With enthusiastic movements, Susan's cunt gripped his penis with vise-like force, and got him all drained out. Then, slowly, he pulled his penis out of her cunt-hole. She held on with her muscles, as if hating to see him leave her for a second.
"Oh, baby, I wish you could leave it in me forever," she whispered, kissing his ear affectionately. Then, he eased the head out, and wiped the dripping cum off with his own hand. He went into the bathroom, and showered, using the shaving material he kept planted in her medicine chest for just such occasions.
After a moment, he came out with a towel wrapped tightly around his waist, and then he let it slip off to the floor, and picked up his shorts, and stepped into them and pulled them up. He got back on the bed with her for a moment.
"I love you," he whispered, his hand reaching down to massage her vagina for a brief moment.
"And I love you, sweetheart," she smiled, "Maybe the reason we go on loving each other is because we aren't married."
"Maybe that's it," he nodded, "But we ought to give ourselves a chance-because I've got a feeling we'd make a beautiful life for each other-if we'd only give ourselves a chance at marriage."
He kissed her lightly on the side of the face, and then got off the bed, got dressed, and said, "I'd better run-"
"Don't you want some coffee?"
"I don't have the time," he explained as he closed the door and hurried on his way to work. Then, she got up, and looked at herself. All this screwing and drinking wasn't helping her appearance one bit, but what was really taxing her strength was this; she was full of fear and frustration over the young man who had seduced her into having sex with him. One word from him to anybody, and it would go the grapevine route like lightning. And then, when the word was out, her future was sealed-she might as well forget teaching and use what little money she'd saved up for a good lawyer to try to clear her. But, it wouldn't be easy.
Perhaps if she could talk to Jerry she could make him understand, she thought as she stepped into the shower, and let the water streak down her body. Then, she got out, dried off, and dressed. She fixed herself a breakfast in the mixer, consisting of milk, two eggs, and some multiple vitamins. It saved time, and helped her keep her figure, she reasoned.
As she came onto the school campus, Jerry would have to walk over to her and start talking.
"Hi, Teach," he smiled knowingly.
"Good morning, Jerry," she said coldly, hoping this would throw him.
"When do we get together again?" Jerry demanded tightly. All of a sudden all the fears that had plagued her mind descended on her, and the nightmare became a reality as the young student zeroed in on her.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know damned well what I'm talking about," he snapped tightly, "And you better listen to me-"
Sensing other students were listening, and one student coming closer, the frightened, young teacher said crisply, "Oh, yes, that-we can talk about it during Drama class-okay?"
"That's more like it," Jerry said flatly, secretly congratulating himself for making her respond as he wanted her to.
CHAPTER THREE
Once she'd convinced Jerry she wouldn't cut him off completely, he moved away from her. It was a good thing too, because the eagle-eyed secretary to the Principal was no more than a front office spy. Miss Worthington never did have much in her own life to occupy her, so she kept her eyes open to make sure that everyone stayed in line. As she glanced out across the campus, she'd observed a little confrontation with Susan Lee, and she wondered why the student was so upset over something or rather. It couldn't be grades, she figured, as it was much too early in the year for the usual temper displays over real or imagined injustices in the grading department. Now, why would Jerry Winters be talking to a teacher so long? She scratched her head, and wondered some more, as she nodded smugly, when Miss Lee walked by.
Miss Lee noticed this, and realized all too well, she was walking a dangerous tightrope, having sex with a student. But, now, she was in the predicament, and there was no easy way out. After she picked up her key, and a couple of Faculty notices in her Teacher's Box, in the front office, she hustled up to her classroom. As usual, the homeroom students were clustered around the door, waiting for the school day to begin.
"Morning, Miss Lee," they chorused jovially, and she tried to smile back to them, "Good morning, students."
No sooner had they walked into the classroom than one student piped up, "Hey, Teach-I hear you're doing a comedy about ancient times in Rome-is it going to be any good?"
The very thought of the school Drama Department made her cringe.
"Well, I hope so. I'm giving it all I've got."
"That's nice," an old-for-his-age student smiled knowingly, "and Teach you've got a lot to give."
"Is that any way to talk to your teacher?" she demanded, getting more angry by the moment.
"You're not like other teachers," he said smoothly.
"Oh, I'm not," she smirked, getting still more angry.
"No, you're good looking," he smiled. She relaxed, as the bell rang, and she realized her youthful student was just teaching her. For a flash she thought maybe Jerry Winters had done some talking around. Once, she regained her composure, she realized she was only begging for more problems, if she persisted in responding too emphatically to these calculated challenges that the kids enjoyed throwing her way.
The day began with the flag pledge, and everything went fine until the Principal's secretary, Miss Worthington bustled over to her table in the cafeteria and sat down beside her.
"Mind if I join you?" she smiled, in a much too friendly manner to be one ounce sincere.
"Why no, Miss Worthington, not at all."
As Miss Worthington began eating her meat loaf, she got out a few test questions in between.
"How's everything going with you, this year, my dear?" she asked casually.
"Just fine," Miss Lee replied, trying to go ahead with her dessert so she could leave the table just as soon as possible.
"How is your Drama Class coming along?" Miss Worthington asked pointedly.
"Very fine-we're putting on a comedy this year-"
"That's nice," she smiled, "I love a lot of laughs for a high school play. I think the kids need the release, don't you?"
"Why yes, I do," Miss Lee said, finishing her dessert, and rising.
"Maybe I'll drop by during rehearsal today," Miss Worthington said, as she walked away. Turning back, she registered a look of surprise, for there was a knowing look in Miss Worthington's eyes that she didn't like to detect. But it was there, nevertheless. "We'd love to have you drop by anytime," Miss Lee assured her.
"Thank you, dear," Miss Worthington nodded, and then she launched into her salad, as Miss Lee stepped into the hall. At this point, the teacher felt a nervous sweat surface all over her body. She wiped her brow, and stopped to get a drink at the water fountain. Now, she knew eyes were on her, and she would have to quickly, let her young student lover know they could never do anything on the school grounds again. She couldn't wait for the time to go by when she could talk to Jerry Winters about the fact she had every reason to believe they were indeed being watched.
Finally, drama class time arrived, and she made it a point to tell the other students in the class she would work with Jerry alone today.
When she and Jerry were alone, she said quietly, "I want to talk to you alone."
"Anytime, Teach," Jerry grinned sexily.
They went back to the dressing room where they'd had their first sexual interlude together, and then she spoke bluntly, "Jerry, you and I can't go on like this, you know that don't you?"
The young blonde-haired student shook his head, and his blue eyes penetrated hers. "Why not, Teach?"
"I think they suspect we might be doing something-"
"So what?" he said indifferently.
"Jerry, if I get caught having sex with a student it's curtains for my career-and I don't want that-I'm sorry!"
"So am I," he said softly, "But we can always make it over at your place-"
"What if I don't want to?"
"That's got nothing to do with it," he snapped, "You've got to do it with me when I want it."
Now, Miss Lee's mind whirled. How could she make sense to this headstrong, dominating young man.
"Oh, Miss Lee," an intrusive voice called out from somewhere in the auditorium. With fear written across her face, she looked at her smiling student.
"Go ahead, and answer her," he nodded, grinning triumphantly as she felt her knees go wobbly, and her stomach churned.
"I'm in here, be right out," she said, and then turning her head toward the hot-blooded student, she whispered, "And you'd better wise up because I won't be bullied."
"Good afternoon," Miss Worthington smiled when Miss Lee walked across the stage. "I just thought I'd drop by and listen to your rehearsal-"
"Oh, yes, of course," Miss Lee answered, "We're glad to have you, aren't we?"
"Where is your student?" Miss Worthington demanded.
"Coming," Jerry Winters replied, as he strode across the stage in the white toga draped about his handsome, young body. Miss Lee felt as if she'd go through the floor. She feared that once more Jerry hadn't bothered to wear any shorts and she hoped he wouldn't get a hard-on right before the Principal's secretary.
"Alright, you can begin now," Miss Lee smiled nervously. Jerry walked to his place on the stage, and backstage Miss Lee adjusted the blue lights, keeping them deliberately low, hoping to conceal Jerry's penis at any price.
"Why don't you use a white spot, my dear?" Miss Worthington called out from the audience. "We can hardly see him from the back."
"Oh, yes, sure-alright," Miss Lee hedged, as she pushed the lever to bring the lights up a bit. And then Jerry began acting out his scene.
"A day in the life of a Roman," he began quietly, looking this way and that dramatically, "began with a scandal!" He paused, waiting just as his teacher had told him to for audience response.
"Doesn't he know the next line?" Miss Worthington demanded in a rasping voice.
"Yes," Miss Lee said, coming out from the wings to the side of the stage, "I've taught Jerry to pause where I think it will be effective."
"Oh, I see," Miss Worthington replied, "Go ahead, Jerry-now don't let my being here stop you."
Miss Lee looked at Jerry, and saw his eyes were fastened on her breasts. She wished she'd worn something to pull them in and conceal them, instead of something to reveal them. Jerry smiled, and continued, as Miss Lee watched for any trace of his male member peeking through.
"In ancient day, men and women enjoyed to eat-so much in fact, they carried their vomit bags around with them," he went on. "Today, we only have them in the planes, if you want to throw up while a skyjacker is treated like a sky king-"
"Hmmmm, that's a strange line," Miss Worthington interjected, "Did the Principal say it was alright for you to present this show to our students?"
"No," Miss Lee said, her face reddening in anger at all the interruptions she was being forced to endure.
"Well, I think you should send him a copy, my dear, as this doesn't sound like the kind of thing that's good for our young people."
"Why not?" Jerry said, his own anger displaying itself at last, as he walked to the apron of the stage. Under his white hanging toga, Miss Lee could see something else hanging, and this bothered her. All Miss Worthington needed to do was step closer, and she could see for herself.
"I wasn't talking to you," Miss Worthington snapped, "Your teacher and I were conferring privately, I hope you don't mind!"
"Go ahead," Jerry said sullenly, walking back to the dressing room. Miss Worthington moved closer. "I don't think you have these students under control at all," she said bluntly. "No student should ever talk back to a teacher without having to pay the price for it."
"Thank you," Miss Lee said softly, "I'll, see to it he is properly punished."
"Well, I hope so," Miss Worthington said huffily, as she turned around and bustled out of the auditorium. And then the teacher was alone with her student. Miss Lee went into the dressing room, and there Jerry sat bare naked on the dressing room table.
"Hi, Teach," he grinned, good naturedly, holding his huge, pulsating penis in his hand.
"Jerry, get off that table this instant," she almost shouted. "Do you hear me?"
"Pipe down, Teach!" he smirked, "I hear you and so will everyone else in the school if you keep that racket up."
"Oh, Jerry," she sobbed, "we can't go on like this."
"Suck me," he demanded, holding his pecker out for her. "Go ahead-do me."
"I can't!"
"Yes, you can-"
"No, honest to God, I can't."
"You did it before, Teach-go ahead and do me again." Walking toward him, she looked down, and suddenly she was possessed by her own passion to give him the sexual satisfaction he desires so strongly. She took it in "her hand, and Jerry said coolly, "Better lock the door first, Teacher-unless you want an audience for our private little performance."
She turned, still numb with fear, yet torn with desire. She locked the door, and then went back to him. She took his penis in her hand, dropping instinctively to her knees, and Jerry didn't change his expression.
"Suck my prick, Teach," he smiled. And as she brought his huge penis close to her mouth and examined the head of it, she became so excited her body was trembling.
"Go ahead," he insisted, "Suck on it." And then she opened her mouth. In that one opportune instant, Jerry drove himself into her, and started sucking.
"That's it, suck it, suck that cock," he gasped excitedly, as he drove it down her throat. Just then the bell rang, and its shrill sound sent chills of fear up and down her spine.
"Don't let the bell bother you, Teach-suck on it." She refused to let herself yield at this moment to any passion, for her own way out was to give the hot young boy the thing he wanted most-release.
"Oh, Teach, suck on me," he begged her as her hot mouth moved back and forth the length of his hard penis. "That's it, now-oh, hot mama! Suck it off!"
She reached out and fingered his balls, while she sucked. And then he moved forward on the dressing room table, allowing her easy vantage to his tight anus. Knowing how much pleasure he could derive from this kind of sex action, she decided she'd slide her finger up his tight, quivering asshole while she sucked on him at the same time.
"Now, yes, ohhhh, suck me-do my ass, ohhh, ahhh, Wow!" By now, Jerry Winters was almost out of his mind. He expected the pleasure to be beautiful, but nothing this fantastic.
"Hang-on," he cried, "Ohhhhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes, suck that prick-suck it off!"
Suddenly his hot jism couldn't stand it, and it shot forth into her eagerly sucking mouth.
"That's it, eat my gook! Eat it up! Eat it!" The hot cum flooded her mouth, as she sucked Jerry Winter's sperm. And to her own amazement, she found him more delicious to suck on than any young man she'd ever had in her life. If she was seven or eight years young, it could be alright, she thought. But, now he was a minor, she was an adult. She was a teacher, and he was a turned-on student. She continued sucking his juices until she'd finished him off. Then, she pulled off, and smiled up at him, "How was it, lover?"
"Just beautiful," he panted, "You really are some cocksucker, Teach. We've got to get together on a big bed. Just me and you, naked, and fucking and sucking up a storm."
"I'll give you my phone number," she said quickly, "Now, I must dash back to my last class-"
Hastily grabbing a pen that was handy, she wrote her phone number down. And then, she handed it to him. Suddenly, Jerry seized her, kissing her passionately, his penis rising threateningly again. Their lips met, and Jerry's hot tongue invaded her mouth.
"I-I like you, Teach," he said, "I-I don't know what makes you turn me on, but when I see you I want to fuck you, fuck the hell out of you!"
"I must go. If I get caught here with you, I'll-" A look of fear and fright filled her face as she contemplated how terrible it would be to ever be caught with a student.
Placing his hand over her mouth, he said, "Don't talk that way-ever!"
"I'll try not to," she said softly, "I do love you, baby."
"I thought you did-you got as turned on sucking my cock off as I did ramming it down your throat."
"You knew that?"
"Sure, Teach," he smiled, "I'm not so dumb."
She patted his thigh playfully, and then patted the side of his face, "So long, lover-and call me tonight."
As she unlocked the door, and hurried off to her class she realized the second bell had rung some time ago. What would her class be like now? As she arrived near the door, she noticed no noise was coming from the room. Knowing how noisy her students normally were, this bothered her almost as much as if they were cutting up.
Stepping in the room, her eyes instantly fell upon the woman who was substituting for her in her absence. Miss Worthington turned, and smiled, "Oh, Miss Lee-I was walking by and I heard some of your class making a lot of noise, and I just stepped in to see if I could help-and I noticed you were gone."
"I'm sorry, I was detained," she said quickly.
"Could I speak with you alone in the hall, Miss Lee?" she asked smoothly, and the eyes of every student now focused on the frustrated teacher.
When Miss Worthington had frightened Miss Lee alone in the hall, she asked simply, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing!"
"Yes, there is, my dear. Something is wrong, and that's why everything is going wrong in your classrooms-in the auditorium." But, Miss Lee couldn't speak. Finally, Miss Worthington broke the silence, "Do you really think you can cut it as a teacher?"
"Why on earth do you say that?"
"A lot of us aren't cut out to be teachers," Miss Worthington said in a menacingly nice tone. "Now, it's no reflection whatsoever on you, luv, but let's face a few facts-"
"like what?" she asked fearfully.
"like what I saw today in the auditorium-"
"Yes-"
"Well, that young man-what's his name?"
"Jerry Winters?"
"Yes, Jerry Winters-he had you under his control, and it should be teacher having student under control, isn't that the truth?"
"Yes-"
"You see, honey, that boy is trouble. A year ago he tried to put the make on one of our best young teachers, a Miss Cindy Walker-and you know what happened?"
"No-"
"Well, the long and short of it is-Cindy was asked to resign, and today she's in a mental hospital."
"Why was she asked to resign."
"Because she had sex with that boy."
"She what?"
"That's right," Miss Worthington said, and then the class noise echoed so loud in the halls that she paused, "I guess we'd better stop them now before it gets worse."
Going into the classroom, Miss Worthington looked about the room with her piercing eyes, darting here, and there, and then she called on one girl.
"You," she said tightly.
"Yes," the girl answered meekly.
"What's your name?"
"Jean Ann-"
"Jean Ann, spit that gum out of your mouth immediately. Do you understand?"
Jean Ann spit the gum across the room into the waste basket, and then broke out laughing.
"Very funny," Miss Worthington commented acidly. "Let's see if what I have in mind is as funny as what you just did. Come to the front of the room."
To Miss Lee's total surprise, Jean Ann marched forward, and when Miss Worthington said, "Bend over dear," the girl did bend over. And then, Miss Worthington smiled as she raised the ruler high over the girl's behind, and said, "Alright, now you can take the punishment you deserve. About ten should take care of what, you've done."
The loud whack of the ruler brought cries of anguish from the girl. Miss Worthington stopped immediately.
"That was ten if you remained quiet-I'll make it fifteen for your ridiculous outburst."
The girl's tear-streaked eyes told the class that to act up, could be costly, and she couldn't even have the delight of asking for sympathy, as that avenue of making more trouble for the teacher was sealed off effectively.
When the fifteen whacks had been administered, she said, "Go to your seat, Jean Ann, and let's not have any more trouble out of you. Of course your conduct will be reflected on your Class Conduct grade-I'm sorry." With a small smile, she let the girl go back to her seat, and the class watched in awe, almost to the point of reverential respect.
"Come with me a moment, Miss Lee," she said, "And class, I don't want any more trouble here, I think you understand."
When the two women were alone in the hall, she said, "You see, dear that's how discipline is brought about. Are you up to it?"
"If I have permission to discipline them-yes. Then, I could make them mind, just like you did."
"Of course you can punish them, but you must always have a witness present-"
"And I was your witness, and that's what you succeeded," Miss Lee, snapped in disgust. "When you don't have another teacher, what do you do?"
"Send them to the Gym Teacher with a note, that's all."
"That's nice, and. what if some disobedient student refuses to voluntarily march out for punishment?"
"That could pose a problem."
The bell rang, the school day was over, and Miss Lee felt her career might as well be too.
CHAPTER FOUR
That night she went back to her apartment with a heavy heart. She didn't like the feeling of being watched, and she couldn't bear the thought of Dennis ever finding out. All Dennis needed to do was know what was going on, and she would be discovered.
She hadn't been home half an hour, then the sound of someone knocking on her door troubled her. Who could it be she asked herself. If it was Dennis she'd like to tell him to go straight to hell. She was tired of putting up with all his demands for sex when she had so much to concern her at her school teaching post.
Reluctantly, she opened the door and there stood Jerry Winters, and beside him was another young man.
"Jerry," she gasped, "What on earth are you doing here?"
"I want to talk to you," he smiled.
"Go right ahead," she said, not inviting either of them into the house.
"We want to come in, that'll make it better," he insisted.
"All right, come in," she finally said, a tinge of anger in her voice. Both young men stepped in quickly, and then Jerry Winters introduced his brother, "This is my brother Larry-Larry meet Susan Lee, my Drama Teacher."
Somehow, even though she felt very little like extending any show of hospitality, Susan did manage to reach out, "Hi," she smiled, "I'm glad to meet you."
Larry took her hand and held it in both of his hands, "My brother has told me a lot about you," he said softly.
"He has, has he?" she said nervously, her eyes darting to Jerry's eyes, and then she understood the whole scene.
Pulling away, she said, "I hope you don't believe everything you hear-I'm really not such a bad sort "
"He's only told me nice things," Larry smiled, and then he sat down in a wing chair, and Susan sat on the sofa. Larry carried the conversation, while Jerry remained standing.
"My brother tells me you and he have had such good times together-"
"Yes, we are working on a play down at school," she nodded, and then Larry cut loose.
"Miss Lee," he said sternly, "My brother informs me that you like to have sex with him-is that true?"
Susan Lee looked over at Jerry, and Jerry just kept from laughing. She found nothing humorous in the situation, and could hardly stand it.
"Your brother forced me to do whatever I did," she said sternly, "and don't you forget it."
"That's nice," he chuckled, "I'm the sexual aggressor type too-runs in the family."
"I'm not interested," she snapped.
"I'm not interested if you're interested in fucking me or not," he said flatly, "but you molested my little brother, are you aware of that?"
A dead silence hung on the room, and then Miss Lee glanced up at Jerry, who evaded her glance, and looked down at the floor.
"Your brother raped me," she finally said quietly, "and I don't think either of you have any right being here at all. So, if you'd please go now, I'd appreciate it-I'm sorry."
"We're not going quite yet," Larry smiled, a sinister look forming in his eyes, "I've come here to straighten a few matters out-"
Just then the phone rang. But, Miss Lee didn't pick it up.
"Answer the phone," Larry insisted, "and baby, tell them you'll be tied up for a couple hours-at least."
She let it ring again, and Larry demanded, "Go answer it, we don't want someone busting in on us-do we?"
Nervously, Susan Lee reached out to pick up the phone.
"Hello," she began, "Oh, Hi-no-I can't. I'm tied up tonight. Correcting papers, baby, I'm sorry but no."
That was all there was to her conversation, and then she hung up. Pacing the floor, she demanded, "What exactly is expected of me?"
Reaching down, Larry unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, pulsating penis.
"You're going to take care of us both from now on," he smiled, "That is unless you want to give up teaching-"
"Don't threaten me," she said angrily.
"You don't scare me, I've been around, I've just come back from Viet Nam, and baby after what I've been through I'm not afraid to fight for anything, including a good piece of ass.
"Jerry, can't you stop him? You know you forced me to do things with you that first time. Tell him the truth, dammit."
"You wanted to suck me off just as much as I wanted it, Teach," he said flatly.
"Dammit," she snapped angrily, "I hate you!"
"Lock all the doors," Larry demanded, "and make sure all the drapes are pulled over the windows in each room. We don't want company-"
"I'm sure you don't," Miss Lee said evenly, "They might find out what nice, sensitive boys you are-"
"Knock it off, molester," he said testily, "I don't want any lip out of you-just be a good, hot fuck, okay?"
"It's not okay, but do you leave me any alternative?"
At that moment, she got to her feet and walked to the front door, locking it. Then, reaching for the drapery cord, she closed the drapes. In the meantime both young men took off their shirts, and unfastened their belts, and pulled down their pants. Then, they lined up to let her blow them.
"What am I supposed to do? Be your sex-slave?"
"Good idea," Larry chucked without humor, "Now, just take off all your clothes, and sit down on the sofa-okay?"
"Okay," she replied, as she got out of her clothes and sat down on the sofa. She looked at the chain that hung around Larry's neck, and asked, "What's that?"
"My good-luck charm," he said, "It's a green jade god that the Vietnamese people think brings them luck-it brought me back."
Then, holding his pants up with a hand on his hip, he reached out and guided her head to his erect penis.
"Go ahead, honey-and suck it."
Miss Lee put her face next to him, and the idea of being forced to blow him, bothered her so much, she pulled back. Looking into his eyes, as she looked up, she saw his hairy chest, with the curly hair coming down to his navel, stopping there, and then beginning to form the genital triangle once again.
His curly blonde hair, and fair skin, appealed to her, yet under these circumstances, doing anything with him revolted her.
"Isn't it long enough for you?" he smiled, "It's eight and a half inches of pecker-meat, and just as juicy as my brother's dong! You'd better believe it, now get tour hot mouth on me and start sucking."
Miss Lee glanced to look at Jerry who had his hands on the top of his pants, letting his pubic hair show, but keeping his swollen penis in his pants until his brother had finished getting nis off.
"You'd better suck me, baby, 'cause we haven't got all night-"
Holding his penis out to her, as he took it off her head, she finally focused her eyes on it.
"Lick it-just start licking it, baby, and you'll want to finish it-"
At that point, she reached out, took it in her hand and started sucking on its meaty head. Then, she let him ever so slowly slide himself into her mouth.
"Do you like it, baby?" She didn't reply with words. Instead her sucking mouth told him the story. Now, she was eager to devour him, thrilling to the idea of sucking his sperm out of his male member.
He reached out, guiding her head, as the balls bounced at her chin. Now, they were enjoying themselves immensely.
"That's it, sweetheart, suck on my prick--suck it off!" He drove it down her throat savagely, as he got turned on with the teacher. The hot, sucking sensations were driving Larry up the wall. Even in Vietnam where the whores specialized in sucking in a section called 'Lick Alley', he'd never had a better blow-job. And there was the added delight of having a very attractive, clean-looking blonde doing him. A woman, whom he figured wasn't used to accommodating a line of men on leave who had to get their rocks off in a hurry.
"Ohhh, baby, now, you're doing it. Let me drive it down your throat."
"Give to her!" Jerry panted, as he let his pants fall to the floor, gripping his thick penis in his hand and starting to pump on it fiercely, "That's it, hot teacher, suck him-suck that dick. Get the juice. Larry's loaded, Teach-eat his balls up!"
By now, the passionate build-up had reached frenzy pitch, and she tried to get the dong back in her mouth so she could be ready for the exciting splash of the cock's explosion when he unloaded his sperms in her hot mouth.
"Eat it," he demanded, "Eat my cock! Go after the juice. Now, ahhh, ohhh, yes! Faster! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
The hot sperm exploded in her mouth, and she sucked Larry's sweet sperm, with delight, and candor.
"You see, Teach, you really like eating dick, don't you?" Larry laughed, as he slid his penis out of her mouth. She observed he was as hard now as when he drove it to her, and she commented, "Don't you ever go down?"
"Hey, Teach-you can take that one two ways," he chuckled.
"I mean your cocki"
"Sure, I go down and eat cunt, but my cock never goes down-not until I've had around nine rounds of fucking-"
"You're a sex fiend," she said testily, as he stepped aside, allowing his younger brother Jerry to get his cock sucked off.
"Did he taste good, Teach?" Jerry smiled down at her, as he held out his penis, his pants, and shorts, still on the floor, about his feet.
"Alright," she said reluctantly.
"Do I taste better?"
"Look, you asked for a blow-job, now I'm ready to give it to you, are you ready, Jerry?"
"Sure, I'm ready. My balls are always itching for a good prick suck."
Miss Lee held his youthful penis in her hand, and somehow, she preferred the seventeen year old student to his rather crude, foul-talking older brother. She let her mouth open up, as her tongue darted out, and she began licking away. Reaching down with both hands, Jerry Winters guided his Teacher, as she sucked on his penis.
"That's it, Teach, now you're sucking," he smiled, as the thrills built in his body. She began enjoying Jerry so much she reached around him and gripped his buttocks with her full hands, as she kneaded them, stroking the sides of them. Jerry's spine tingled, as he drove it to his teacher.
"Oh, yes, suck me, suck me," he begged, "Just like that. Now, you're doing it. Ohhh, I like, I like!"
His older brother watched, enjoying it immensely, and suddenly he felt the urge to reach out and pull on his staff. "Keep sucking on it, cocksucker," he smiled, as she went to town on the young boy's penis.
Her hands continued to massage his buttocks, and she finally opened up her mouth wide enough so he could throat-fuck her.
"Ahhhh, ohhhh, Teach, you're driving me out of my gourd," he sighed, as she sucked, "Let me drive it down there. like that! Yes, yes, ohhh, ahhhh-Help!"
Suddenly, he could stand it no longer and his hot sperm splashed down her willing throat.
Finally, he pulled out, and his dripping-with-cum rod, dropped some on the floor.
"I'm sorry," he said apologetically.
"I can clean it up," she said casually, as she went to the kitchen to find a paper towel to wipe the cum off the living room carpet. As she walked back into the room, and got down on the floor, Larry watched her every move.
"You've really got a beautiful body from any angle," he commented, "I mean it, Miss Lee--you are stacked!"
Rising, she looked up at him, and he eyed her breasts, "You've got a nice set of knockers, Teach-Why don't we all go into your bedroom-okay?"
"If you want to-"
She first went to the kitchen and threw the piece of wadded up paper away, and then she went back into the living room and the boys were gone. She turned and went into her bedroom, and there they were pulling back the bedspread on her king-size bed.
"How nice of you," she smiled, "I always appreciate men who like to help."
"Sure, a lady like you deserves real good treatment, I say," Larry laughed, "Women are good for one thing-fucking!"
"Anybody ever tell you that you come across as crude?"
"All the time," he laughed, "And I'll bet your sweet ass, you got a lot of fucking in before my brother put the make on you."
"I was popular in college," she admitted freely, "there's nothing wrong with that-I hope!"
"Oh, nothing at all," Larry laughed. Then, she lay on the bed, and Larry said, "If there's one thing I like it's to feel a woman's' titties pressing on my prick-"
"Go ahead," she smiled, as he got on the bed, straddled her, and pressed his penis between her breasts. She gripped both breasts, and massaged them against his hard penis.
"That's nice," he nodded, "Yes-my balls love it too." As he got his fill of that sensation, he turned to his brother.
"Now, watch Jerry what I'm going to make . her do-the guys overseas used to pay plenty to make the chicks do this." Jerry watched, and he saw his brother move his naked body forward, and soon he was straddling the teacher's face.
"What are you trying to do to me?" she demanded, not at all happy about this new position.
"Oh, you'll just love it," he laughed, "I'm going to make you suck my ass for me."
"And if I don't want to do that!"
"You'll like it, got any honey in the house?"
She didn't answer. Larry didn't bother to ask again, instead he got to his feet, and strode into j the small apartment kitchen. Here he found a jar of honey, a plastic container with a long white nozzle. He chuckled to himself, as he went back into the bedroom. Then, he got up on the bed, spreading his legs, and holding the honey nozzle to his tight anus. At this point, he squeezed it.
"You see, it's very simple," he smiled, "How did you think I was going to give you a sweet ass to suck on?"
"Not bad," Jerry laughed, "Let me use it when you finish." Larry pulled the honey nozzle out of his tight, quivering anus, and then he squeezed. The contents of the container, had provided a satisfactory lure for Miss Lee, who frankly was surprised at all the things he could think of.
"What in hell am I going to do while she's sucking your ass out?" Jerry demanded.
"Spread some on her snatch, and on her titties," Larry suggested, as he again got in place over her breasts, moving up to her face. Soon, he was straddling her face, lowering his buttocks slowly.
"The woman hangs on," he explained, "and when my ass gets within firing range of your tongue, you stiffen it, and slide it right up there. You'll like the honey I serve you in my asshole, you've never had anything like this before I can guarantee you."
At this point, Larry lowered and her hands automatically reached up to grip his firm, round buttocks. At the same time, she felt Jerry squeezing the honey on her breasts, letting the nipples become covered with the sticky substance. Next, he moved the honey container down to the teacher's moist mound. Slowly sliding it into her, he squeezed, filling her vagina with honey for him to suck out.
Now, Larry gave orders to the teacher who was slowing down at the point of her tongue contact with the young man's anus.
"Do I have to?" she finally asked.
"Yes, you do-I've made my asshole nice and sweet for you to suck on-go ahead."
Closing her eyes, and holding tightly on his buttocks, her tongue shot out, and she licked all around his tight anus.
"Oh, that feels good," he panted, as the excitement built in his own body, at the contemplation of the teacher's tongue driving up his hot asshole.
At the same moment, young Jerry's hot tongue lashed out, and began sucking on her generous-sized breasts. He let his mouth become a suction cup, as he licked the erect nipple with the tip of his tongue.
"He can tend to his own sucking," Larry insisted, "You pay attention to my ass suck honey. This is what I need right now-now give it to me."
She let her tongue finally stiffen, and plunge up his hot behind. Soon, Larry was riding her upraised tongue, as he slid up and down.
"Doesn't my honey sweet ass taste good, Teach?" he demanded, his body vibrating with passion as he rode her tongue, "Yes, yes, lick it all out-way up-way up there. Yes, yes, that's how I like it. Oh, Wow!"
Now, Jerry got so hot, he went down to lick at her honey-dripping slit. His tongue swept over the sticky hairs, and he licked them clean as a cat. Next, he let his tongue thrust inside her, and soon he was flicking his tongue back and forth across her clitoris.
"How's that, baby?" he panted, "Am I eating your cunt like you like it?"
But the teacher couldn't answer, for she was too busy eating his brother's honey-hot ass.
"Suck my ass out, suck it, ass-sucker," Larry ordered crudely, finding much of his own thrills coming from making her feel like two cents.
It didn't take long for her to finish licking his asshole clean, as she lapped, licked and devoured the honey swiftly, actually finding herself enjoying this demeaning position, and somehow in a warped way, enjoying the insults, hot-blooded Jerry enjoyed hurling her way.
"Don't my balls bounce good?" Jerry laughed, as he looked down at her, "See, honey-nice, hairy balls for you to suck on when you finish eating my ass out. Yes, yes-suck them."
She let her tongue slip out of his anus, and then opened her mouth eagerly, to take both testicles in at one time at first. But they were so big, she couldn't close her mouth around them and suck on them the way she knew he would enjoy it. So, he told her, "One at a time, baby doll-easy does it."
She opened her mouth, allowing both of them to fall out, and then slowly, she eased one hot testicle into her mouth at a time, and sucked gently. Now, Larry was gripping his rock-hard penis, and pumping in slow, methodical strokes, applying much pressure as he grasped his own main stem.
"like that, lover, ohhh, yes, and when you finish-rim my asshole once more . . . that drives me up the wall."
The next thing, she knew her tongue was once more lashing away at his hot, quivering anus. At the same time she was wiggling about on the bed, because her seventeen year old student was sucking on her vagina.
"Hold still, Teach," he complained, "Just when I got my tongue action real good, you move about."
Larry was proud of himself. His brother had told him about having sex with his teacher when he asked him how he got his rocks off. He'd insisted he take him to the teacher, so he could share sex with her. Part of the fun of having the teacher doing things rested in the fact, his brother was also pumping it to her; first his penis in her mouth, and now his tongue lapping industriously away inside her vagina.
"Hang on, Teach," Jerry smiled down at her, as he prepared to feed her his penis, and shoot his sperm-load inside her willing mouth.
Suddenly, he felt a whack on his butt, and turned to smile at his younger brother who was going down on the teacher.
"How about that?" he gasped in delight. "Isn't this three-way fucking a blast?"
"Bet your hot ass it is," Jerry smiled and then he bent over, and turned his tongue's attention to finishing off his obviously oversexed teacher.
"Ahhh, ohhh, baby suck," Larry demanded, when his balls reached the point where he knew all too well they were hot to explode in her sucking mouth.
She tore her tongue away from its licking all around his hot asshole, and then he fed her his eight and a half inches of solid prick. She accepted him eagerly, impressively opening her mouth, as he slid himself smoothly in. Her hands went up to his bare behind, and she massaged his buttocks, as he continued feeding her his penis.
"Now, suck that prick-eat it, eat it up!"
Savagely, Larry drove his cock down her throat. His hands reached out to guide her head, as he screwed her face.
"Now, you're sucking, Teach. Yes, keep that up. Ohhhh, suck it, suck that prick-suck, suck, suck that cock!"
Miss Lee became lost in his lust, as the sweating, hot, young man rammed his dick down her throat, demanding her to take care of his sexual needs.
"Baby, you're beautiful," he panted, as he thrust it still harder down her throat. "Ohhh, you're going to like my load now. Yes, baby, you're going to go out of your mind. Suck it off!"
In the meantime, his younger brother Jerry had brought her to that point before climax when the body shivers under the impact of the emotional pitch. Jerry had to hold her in place, as she writhed about, in sexual ecstasy. His hot tongue, flashed across her clitoris, and continued flicking faster, still faster. The thrills seemed as if they'd never cease. And the double action of a penis driving down her throat, coupled with a hot tongue lashing away at her clit, was frankly, thrilling and exciting. She couldn't want for more encounters like this with the two brothers, and decided to put all she had into the wild sex session.
Eat me, eat me cocksucker," Larry groaned, "And Jerry, baby, suck her hot cunt clean," he cried out, turning to enjoy the wild sight of his brother's tongue stabbing her gash.
And then it was over.
"Ohhhh, ahhh, suck me, suck me dry, Teach," Jerry moaned, as the sperm flashed down her throat, his balls bouncing on her chin, as she finished him off.
And then, she gushed, and Jerry ate her cunt out. She let his brother's penis slide out, as she turned her head this way, and that, as she groaned in delight, when her student sucked her.
CHAPTER FIVE
As Jerry pulled off her pussy, she smiled down at him, "You did a good job, honey!"
By now, Larry was standing near the dresser, and fingering the plastic honey container.
"I'm hungry," he suddenly announced.
"So am I," Jerry agreed.
"Then, I think we ought to have something to eat," she declared, getting off the bed, and walking out of the bedroom toward the kitchen. Naked, both men followed her.
"How about a steak?" she suggested, "I have some real good ones I got for my date tonight-"
"Sounds good to me," Larry nodded, and then he asked, "Who is your date, baby doll?"
"Oh, let's not get into that," she smiled, as she took out the steaks and cut the two of them up so there would be steak for three. Bringing out some salad material, she fixed a salad, and then went to work putting the steaks in the broiler.
A short time later, the trio had a good meal, and she noticed her bare breasts were almost brushing against her plate as she moved forward.
"Man, you look beautiful, tonight," Larry announced flatly, when he'd finished eating.
"Now, don't get another hard-on," she insisted, "I have to go to work tomorrow morning. Have a heart!"
"But that's my problem, I've got a hard prick, and a stiff prick has no conscience."
"I've got an idea," he smiled, "let's go back to the bedroom-"
"Oh, no-you've had enough fucks-let me go to sleep."
"Just one more," he insisted, "You'll dig this."
"I hope so," she said, as she got up, and walked back to the bedroom.
"I think my brother Jerry should have a chance to fuck your cunt-he's been telling me how much he wants to shove it up your pussy--so let's give him that chance."
"Alright-"
"Now, I'll tell you what position I want you to get into," Larry said. "My brother will lie on his back, and you'll straddle him, and slide your pussy down over his cock."
"And what will you do?"
"That comes later," Larry smiled, "Just do as I tell you." Susan Lee waited while her seventeen year old student got on the bed, lying on his back with his huge, thick penis standing on end. And then, she got on the bed, straddling him, and Larry directed, "Now, Teach, grab his dong, and slide down it, he won't mind, will you, Jerry?"
"I'd love it," Jerry winked, looking up at his teacher, whose bare breasts were dangling in his face. He reached up and began playing with her nipples, pinching them, gripping the generous sized breasts with his full hand. And then he drove it up her with great force, gasping, "Ohhh, man, that's wild. Fuck it. It really feels fantastic. Grab it, Teach. Oh, yes, fuck me, fuck me!"
"You see, you wind him up, and he fucks like mad," Larry laughed, as he got on the bed himself. He beat over the young teacher's bare buttocks, and then gripping them with his full hands pried her cheeks apart. Suddenly, he drove his tongue up her tight, quivering anus and began tongue-fucking her there.
Now, the three of them were going to town, each deriving his own special kind of kicks out of the off-beat sex action of the other. While Susan Lee had sucked on men's assholes, as they demanded it-not until now had any man volunteered to eat her ass out, and she liked it.
This seemed like a sexual liberation party to her. Why should she always be sucking on men's behinds, licking their big, hairy balls, and going down on their dicks, unless they would be democratic about it, and go down on her cunt, and eat her ass out. The tongue, stiff, and hot, thrust up her anus, and she pushed back. As she pushed back to meet the tongue inserted by Larry, she was also giving her young student his share of the sex action, by gripping his cock in her cunt.
"Fuck it," Jerry Winters gasped in delight, as she continued letting her hot cunt revolve around the thrusting penis.
"Oh, yes, like that-that's it-fuck-fuck, fuck it off!" he panted, as his hands continued massaging her breasts, while he drove his penis up her hot vagina, with ever-increasing momentum.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh, baby, fuck-fuck-fuck it!"
The hot, driving penis rode smoothly in and out her slit, and she gripped it tightly with her cunt muscles, enjoying the ride Jerry Winters was happy to give her, on his rod.
But what made it doubly delightful activity it was to have a hot tongue thrusting up her anus, while a thick, pulsating pecker drove up her vagina.
"Oh, now, grind your ass," Jerry begged her, as he thrust up her with sharp impact, his fingers pinching on her nipples. "That's it-ohhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes, fuck it, fuck it off!"
And then the hot sperm shot out of his penis into her, and she eagerly twisted her cunt around, as the hot sperm shot up there.
"Ohhh, baby, fuck-fuck-fuck it," he begged her, as he cut loose with another hot load of shooting sperm. Her tail ground around, and Larry's tongue nearly slid out of her hot asshole.
"Ohhh, hot baby, fuck it," he panted, as he kept right on pushing. Now, Larry wanted some action too.
"Give it to me," he begged her, "Let me fuck your cunt when he's finished."
"Are you through, Jerry?" the blonde teacher smiled down at him.
"Yes, yes, I'm through," Jerry chuckled, and then she slid off, allowing Jerry a chance to be replaced with his brother. Larry was hot to go, "This is what we call share and share a-like fucking over in Viet-Nam," he laughed. "We used to find us a good, hot whore, and four or five guys would climb on her cunt, and fuck right after another cat has unloaded his cum. Then, they've got the tight hole all oiled up nice."
"That's real smooth, brother," Jerry smiled, as he wanted his brother to get on her. Then, Larry told him, "Now, it's your turn to suck her ass out."
"I'll get the honey, where is it?"
"I took it to the kitchen a while ago," Larry told him. "Go get it if you want to."
"Alright," he replied, and left the room a moment to hunt for the yellow plastic honey container. A moment later, he returned with the honey. Then, he got on the bed, and pressed the small clear plastic nozzle into her tight anus.
"Squeeze it," she laughed, "Then you'll have a nice sweet ass to suck on."
When he'd finished, he threw it aside, and got his face right there, and began licking. It didn't take him long to thrust his tongue up her hot asshole, and soon he was driving it in and out.
"Fuck it," Larry demanded, as he played with both breasts, gripping them tightly and squeezing.
"Not so hard, honey," she reminded him, "They're not baseballs. Play with tnem, but easy, huh?"
Larry smiled a sadistic smile, and continued his pinching of the erect nipples until they were circles of red against her blonde skin. And finally to her surprise, a masochistic streak in her was surfacing, and she enjoyed even his cruelty.
"You're beautiful," he smiled, "Snap that pussy for me, Teacher-you know how to snap pussy don't you, or haven't you been educated in fucking."
"Snapping pussy?" she stammered, "What's that?"
"You use your cunt muscles to grab my prick, and then you relax them. By alternating the pressure of my penis, you produce some fantastic fucking pleasure-go ahead-fucker, try it."
Now, she kept her cunt muscles moving. "Ohhh, ahhhh, yes, yes-keep that action up--fuck-fuck-fuck it."
As she wiggled her ass around, it became increasingly difficult for her young student to suck on her. But, Jerry was not easily discouraged. He liked to be so near his brother's thrusting tool, and examine the fuck closely, as only this particular position at her anus could allow.
And the teacher was thoroughly enjoying his hot tongue jabs up her hot anus. But, now she was ready to gush, and Larry was almost there.
"Fuck it," he blurted, "Ohhhh, baby, fuck it off!"
The hot sperm exploded in her vagina, and she gushed at the same instant. "We're right-on, Teach," Larry laughed, as he drove it up for one more exciting plunge. "Milk me!"
Susan Lee's cunt muscles gripped tighter, and she milked his penis inside her.
More cum shot up her, and she ran her fingers through Larry's wavy hair. "Baby, you're a real tiger, aren't you?"
"I know where it's at, Teach," he nodded, assuredly. Then, Jerry took his tongue out of her anus, and she slid off Larry. He got off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash his penis off. A moment later, he came back into the bedroom, "Hey, Teach-what are you doing Saturday night?"
"I'm booked up in advance," she said fearfully, "I mean, I am going steady with Dennis-"
And then she stopped. She realized she dare not reveal his name and draw him into her circle of trouble that was brewing following the fuck-off.
"Well, cancel him-not us," Larry smiled. "I can't do that. I can't. We're going to get married."
"That's what you think," Larry grinned knowingly, "You and me and my brother are going to have a little party here on Saturday night."
"I've got some pill poppers," Jerry chimed in.
"Pill-poppers?" she asked, whirling around to look into Jerry's face and confront him with a question. "Don't think you're going to dope me into fucking-I won't be hooked on drugs, dammit."
"Everybody uses them over in Viet-Nam," Larry said, coming around behind her, and wrapping his arms around her tightly, pressing his penis agaisnt her bare butt cheeks.
"I won't," she declared hotly. "I'll resign my job, I'll do anything but get hooked on drugs."
"Why are you so uptight, Teach?" Jerry demanded to know.
"I had a girlfriend who got hooked on pills and booze and killed herself," she said sullenly, "And I'm not giving in, do you understand?"
"You don't have to," Larry assured her, "it was just a suggestion. I know you'll enjoy getting twice as hot, but that's up to you."
"Twice as hot?"
"Why sure, Teach," Jerry nodded, "He gave me a couple of red pill-poppers the other night and I got so turned-on, I had to beat my meat."
"Maybe I could try just one when we get together again, but does it have to be Saturday night?"
"Yes," Larry said, "that is unless you want me to have my brother go to the Principal at high school and tell him about having sex with a student."
"You wouldn't do that?"
"Yes, I would," Jerry chimed in to agree with his brother, "Can't you see you've got to do what we tell you?"
"I see," she said tightening her lips, and trying to think of the excuse she'd have to invent for Dennis.
"What if my boyfriend decides to kill you both?"
"Knock it off," Larry laughed, "Don't try to pull that melodramatics on me, I'm not buying it."
By now, both boys were dressed, and they went to the door together. "Goodnight, Teach," Larry smiled, turning and walking out the door, leaving her alone with her own dread for the future. She went to the bedroom window, and turning the Venetian blinds looked down at them. Both of them stood between her and freedom. Both of them could destroy her future. She knew this all too well. But, how could she stop them. Now, there were two of them, and it would be two against one. Just because that big-mouthed kid had to brag to his brother about fucking with the teacher, she reasoned. How disgusting.
She closed the blinds and lay on her bed and thought. If something happened to them-like an accident, they wouldn't be around to inform anybody about anything, but what kind of an accident. She knew so little about mechanics, and cars, she couldn't imagine what to tamper with on the car.
Then, it hit her. If she could use some kind of poison, she could get rid of them both. But, that would be murder. Dear God, she thought; where will it end?
But, I don't even know which poison would be good, she thought. Suddenly an old movie she'd seen at a Cary Grant film festival flashed into her mind, "Arsenic and Old Lace", why yes, there were the two dear old ladies who helped people out of their misery with blackberry brandy, mixed with just enough arsenic to provide a pleasant exit, and then she buried them in the basement.
The whole idea seemed mad, but it was a crazy situation, one which was swiftly turning her into a crazed animal.
"I-I don't know what I'll do," she said aloud, and then, she felt her mind spinning. Arsenic! Yes, that would be the perfect solution to her problem. They deserved it, they were both trying to destroy her life, and she had every right to protect herself. They'd turned it into a jungle-law setup, and she wanted to fight, and claw her way back to freedom, but would the risk be too great?
Hastily, she consulted her big classroom dictionary she had brought home with her, and found the word, "Arsenic", and as she read, she realized it was a powerful poison, and-could be disguised as food poisoning.
The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like a superb idea. But, her mind wouldn't quit racing. This was what bothered her. She finally decided that the only way she could have any peace whatsoever, was to take two sleeping pills, and strive desperately to forget.
She found her sleeping pills in their place in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. She took four this time to insure rest, and finally her mind did relax, as she drifted off to sleep.
CHAPTER SIX
The next morning when she got up, she felt so groggy, she decided she couldn't make it to school. She picked up the phone, and dialed the school.
"Hello-Miss Worthington."
"Yes, who is this."
"Miss Lee-"
"Why, yes, Miss Lee, what's the matter?"
"I don't feel well-I can't make it today."
"Nothing serious, I hope!"
"No, I'm just too tired to move-I'm sorry."
"Well, I wish you'd notify us the first moment you're coming back because you know we've got to get substitute replacements for you, dear."
"I know, I know," she replied, "I'm just going to be out one day."
"Get some rest, dear."
"I will, goodbye, Miss Worthington." She hung up, and got out of bed and took a look at herself in the mirror. She did look like the effects of the night before hadn't helped one bit. And then, she remembered her idea of fixing some food that would do both men in. But in the cold light of day, she decided against it. What would probably happen is that they would instantly discover what she'd done, she reasoned, and then they'd throw her in the jail and throw away the key. And, furthermore, she didn't hate the young men, she just didn't like being their sex-slave, or else.
In the afternoon, she decided to call her girl friend, Nora, and ask her to bring some food over, as she didn't feel like going out and the boys had cleaned out the refrigerator the night before. She phoned Nora and Nora told her that after work she'd be over.
She went swimming in the patio pool later in the day, and noticed a new tennent.
"Hi," he smiled, "I'm Ray Larson, and you're-"
"Susan Lee," she grinned, "How are you, Ray?"
"Oh, just envying you that nice tan-"
"I got most of it today," she told him.
As the day progressed, they swam together, laughed, and joked together, and by five thirty, Susan remembered, "Oh, my girl friend Nora is coming over today. I really wish you'd join us for dinner-"
"Why not?" he nodded, "I always like to meet pretty girls." When Nora strode across the patio, she saw Susan in her bikini, and Ray watching. She instantly sized up the situation and concluded that very soon, they'd all be having dinner together.
"Oh, Nora, how are you?"
"Just fine," Nora smiled, and then her eyes met Ray Larson.
"Introduce me if we're going to have dinner together," Ray grinned, "I'm Ray Larson, Nora-and I've just been invited to dinner."
"How about that?" Nora smiled, "And I only bought enough for two-"
"Don't worry," Ray smiled, "You keep that food you bought for our ailing schoolteacher, and let me order a dinner to be brought in for us from the Picadilly Restaurant around the corner-do you girls like prime rib?"
"Oh, yes, I just love prime rib," Nora nodded, "And the Picadilly is a right-on restaurant. I used to go there with my girl friend LuAnn all the time."
"You don't mean LuAnn Walker, the topless cutie that works at the Zomba Club, do you?"
"Why, yes, do you know her?"
"Small world, sweetheart!" Laughingly, he related, "I got turned on with her one night and took her home and we balled for two days."
"LuAnn is like that," Nora giggled, "If she digs a guy, there's nothing she won't do for him-"
"I was real lucky 'cause she dug me, and she was good at everything she did, and she did everything."
"Sorry about what happened to her though," Nora said sadly.
"What happened?"
"She got the bite put on her for hustling, and now she's doing time."
"That's too bad," Ray shook his head, "Too bad!"
"You mean the fact she started charging or the fact they caught her?"
"Both," he laughed, "She was a great chick, and knew how to make me happy-all over, and didn't charge a cent."
"Shame I never met her," Susan cut in, "She sounds like a real upstanding girl, a pillar of the community."
"Don't get snide," Nora said testily, "I happened to think a lot of her, an awful lot of her."
"She swung, didn't she, Nora?" Ray asked frankly.
"And there's nothing wrong with that, is there?"
"I should say not," Ray smiled, "A chick who swings is actually better in some ways."
"Which way?" Susan demanded, the whole idea of a woman turning on with another woman making her feel sick in the pit of her stomach.
"Well," Ray explained, "She has no hang-ups, no inhibitions. Most people, now I'm not referring to you, Susan-but most people do have sexual hang-ups, that's just the way it is."
"Well, I'm one who doesn't," she replied, "I'll do anything."
"Have you ever had sex with another woman?" he asked her.
"No, but I wouldn't be afraid to, I really wouldn't."
"Maybe I should take you up on that a little later, baby blue eyes," Nora chuckled.
Brought to this problematical point, Susan didn't respond. Finally, Ray picked up the cue, and commented, "My God, I think you're hot for Susan, Nora-are you?"
"Susan is a beautiful girl," Nora said evenly.
"Yes, she is, real nice knockers, and that nice trim waistline, and I'm sure she has a pussy that flares into fucks the moment the tongue hits her clit."
"Did it ever occur to you?" Nora demanded, "That a tongue, is a tongue, is a tongue!"
"I'll order our dinners," Ray laughed, "If you two chicks, will excuse me a moment-and why don't we dine in my suite?" he laughed.
"Alright, Ray," Susan agreed pleasantly. Then, he got up, and went up the white iron steps to the second floor and into his apartment a moment later.
"Really, Nora," Susan said acidly, "I don't like you giving Ray any wrong impressions. From what you said about that cheap little hooker who got busted, you had something going with her-did you?"
"Yes," Nora said, sitting down in a lounge chair, "And you know what?"
Susan shook her head in momentary shock.
"I'm not ashamed of anything I did-as a matter-of-fact, I'm proud of myself for having the guts to do what I want to do-I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize for a thing," Susan said nervously, "To each his own, if you dig women, more power to you, but I don't. And, I hope, dear-you don't mind."
" 'Course I don't mind," Nora turned to her, "Why should I? There are plenty of beautiful girls who want to have sex with me."
"How did you get involved in this-I don't know what to call it?"
"Swinging, honey, swinging-that's the appropriate word you're fumbling for. Don't think this is straight lesbianism. It isn't by a long shot. As a matter-of-fact, the Lez trip would bore the hell out of me. I'm too addicted to men, but you must understand boredom can set in too."
"Boredom?"
"We ought to continue this up in your place, baby doll. I see some people coming to the pool over there. They're out of work now, and the place will be packed in a few minutes."
"Good idea," Susan agreed, and then the two women left the pool-patio area, and went up to Susan's apartment.
"Baby, why don't you fix me a drink?" Nora suggested, "I need one-I really do."
"So do I," Susan smiled, and stepping over to the bar, she fixed a couple of bourbons, and went back to sit on the sofa and probe some more into the past of Nora.
"It's been a long time since we've gotten together," Susan smiled, "The last I heard you were doing some modeling, is that right?"
"Yes," she replied, "And I was a damned good model too."
"You always did have a good shape. I remember how popular you were in college. But, I didn't know you had gone into-"
"Modeling was a front for the whore-trade, I soon became aware," Nora explained, "They'd hire you to do nude modeling, for one price. And then they'd offer you three or four times your modeling fee if you'd fuck with them. It was awful, but it was a living. I don't like to think about it."
"Maybe you should get it all out of your system-use me as your psychiatrist's couch, I'm for free, they're not."
"I know they're not," Nora laughed, "I've paid enough of them for their marvelous counsel and guidance. It usually ends up with them wanting to screw me besides, and I had to pay for the privilege."
"God, how do they manage that?"
"Hypnotherapy," she smiled, "they use their powers of hypnotism, and seduce you-"
"Even if you don't want to be seduced?"
"Now, baby doll, I never said that. I only said they know how to seduce me very well, and do a super job of it."
"Tell me, do they teach you any new things about screwing? New ways you should pass along to me?"
"Well," Nora said, "Say, I need another drink-and make it strong, reminiscing like this requires intoxication-I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry," Susan smiled, "You've got every right to see it as you want to-but tell me what did he try?"
"The first psychiatrist liked it up the asshole, and I had to accommodate him, of course. This burned the hell out of me but there was no other way."
"And did he teach you anything else?"
"Yes," Nora admitted, "but when you talk about it, it sounds so completely weirdo-I get goose bumps thinking about it."
"Well, he liked to have me fuck his asshole with a dildo!"
"You've got to be kidding," Susan gasped, almost choking on her drink, as a little went down her windpipe.
"No, honey-you'd be surprised what some of these tigers want. You really would."
"How do you do it? Tell me. This sounds rather fascinating I must say."
"Well, I put the dildo on-strap it on, and then he throws his legs up and lets me shove it up his tight little asshole. And if he angles his body, just right I can blow him while I fuck him at the same time. How about that?"
"You're too much," Susan laughed, "You really are. I never dreamt you were doing things like that."
"Insomuch as we're being so frank," Susan said nervously, "I might as well tell you what a fix I'm in."
"Tell me," Nora said, leaning forward, eager to hear the scuttlebutt.
"Well, I'm doing a play called 'The Roman Scandals' at school, and I've had the kids wearing Roman costumes-togas, the whole damned bit, and one young, handsome boy wore a toga with nothing underneath. Anyway, one day I noticed he didn't have any shorts on when I was alone in the dressing room."
"How old was he?"
"Seventeen."
"A good age-a very good age," Nora laughed, "Don't tell me you had sex with one of your Drama students?"
"Yes, I did," she nodded, "And it was beautiful. I mean this young stud had a cock on him that was out of this world. It was harder and longer than my fianc� Dennis's tool, and so help me when he held it out for me to suck, I succumbed."
"Who wouldn't?" Nora smiled, "A young kid always puts a lot more into it than some older guy whose gotten his rocks off for years, and you have a natural born pussy eater in a first-time fucker-did you take advantage of that?"
"You bet your sweet ass I did," Susan said defiantly, "I wasn't born yesterday, and I knew it was about time I get my cunt sucked by him, because he was so turned on. He did a real good job of pussy eating too, for a beginner-all tongue, and hands playing with my butt, while he did me."
"But did he keep quiet?" Nora asked knowingly. "I happen to know kids love to talk-and do talk a lot."
"That was the one big problem," she admitted frankly, "He told his brother."
"Oh, God, no-and what happened? Did the Principal get wind of what was happening, and can your ass?"
"No, the brother was brought over to keep me in line. He's not a bad kid-"
"High school kid too?"
"No, his brother Larry is just back from the war in Viet Nam, and he knows all kinds of things the whores in a place called 'Lick Alley' do for the boys overseas. And he insisted I do some of those things-"
"like what?"
"Sucking his ass out, stuff like that."
"Oh, God, did you have to eat both stud's ass out, and blow them both?"
"Yes, and give them a good ride in the saddle too. I never saw two such horny, young men."
"Oh, baby, you should have invited your girl friend Nora over. It sounds simply fantastic!"
"If you want to share them with me on Saturday night, you are most welcome. It's driving me up the wall to service them both."
"Beautiful, you're on!" Nora nodded, "One more drink!"
"You shouldn't have anymore. You're starting to slur your words, and-"
"Baby, don't tell me I shouldn't have anymore drinks, I know what I'm doing and don't think I don't."
"All right, it's up to you-but you sure are drinking a lot more than you used to drink--I'll say that."
"I feel more of a need for the stuff," Nora snapped, "And you would too, baby doll, if you'd been through all I've been through."
CHAPTER SEVEN
A short time later, a knock was heard on the door. Susan jumped up immediately, "Well, I know who that is."
"Answer it," Nora smiled, "I'm starving."
"Girls," Ray beamed, "The Picadilly proudly presents your prime rib dinners served in my quarters immediately."
"Beautiful," Nora nodded, "We're ready, aren't we, luv?" she asked, turning to check Susan's response.
"Yes, your place or ours?"
"Mine," he replied, "I've got it all spread out on the table and waiting-I did keep the prime rib covered, however, so it would be ready and waiting-"
"All right, let's go to dinner," Susan said, rising and walking toward the door. The other two followed, and after Susan had locked the front door to her apartment, she went down to Roy's apartment.
"Oh, I just love your place," she confided to Roy. "I mean this place turns me on-it's so beautiful-and the way you've used all different shades of blue. I've never seen anything like it."
"Don't thank me for that," he almost apologized, "My ex wife Eva did it for me. And that was one reason we split."
"What? The color blue?"
"No, what it cost me to keep up with her taste. She always had some new fangled ideas about fixing things up, and it cost, cost, cost me-I got sick and tired of it, so I told her to take a powder."
"And she blew it?"
"That's right," he said, a bit sadly, "And you know the worst part about it is, I really liked her."
"But you shouldn't like your wife, luv-you should be wild about her, that's the only way to cement a marriage-I'm sorry, but that's the way I see it!"
"We shouldn't be talking about my ex," he grinned, "I owe her a lot of alimony and it gives me the creeps whenever I think of her."
"Mmmmm, that food smells good," Nora said, going over to the table which was set for three with two silver candelabras at each side of the table, with tall blue tapers, matching perfectly with the navy blue tablecloth.
"They ought to call this the Blue Room," Susan Lee laughed.
"I could think of something else," Roy Larson chuckled, "now girls, let's have dinner I've even got some wine."
They all sat down, and Ray reached over for a wine bottle. He brought it to the edge of each glass, and poured.
Then, he served the Picadilly Prime-Rib. It looked like the restaurant had been very generous, and when he served a small green salad, Susan couldn't help asking, "Did they fix that too?"
"I told you," he chuckled, "They fix everything and to a king's taste."
"Groovy," Nora nodded, starting to eat the good food. "Mmmmmm, I just go to the Picadilly. This food is really fabulous."
"That's good," he laughed, "Enjoy it because I'm going to have some fun with you chicks later."
When they'd finished with dinner, Ray suggested, "We need some after-dinner drinks-"
"No, I've had enough," Susan declared, but he paid no attention, "Now, we've got a bar full of booze so let's drink up." The girls came over to the bar and fixed their own drinks at his continued insistence.
And then, they sat down on his comfortable sofa and he put his arms around each one of them.
"I feel like a millionaire," he admitted, "When a wild woman sits on each side of you, how else can you feel?"
"I didn't know we were wild," Nora giggled. "What do you say we adjourn to the bedroom?"
"All right," Susan said, rising, and following him as he walked into the bedroom. It didn't take them long to get undressed, and soon he was on the bed on his back.
"Why don't you let me kiss Susan while you blow me, Nora?"
"You're the boss," Nora said, going down on his penis, so that her body lay beside him at an angle, her breasts touching his legs.
"I like it when a woman sucks on me," he grinned, and she gripped his penis, holding it in place, Then, she started sucking.
"That's the way I like it," she said, "ram it to me." Then, her mouth went over his penis-head again, and he began thrusting himself inside her, reaching till the tip touched the back of her throat. Suddenly, Nora, waving her breasts over his face, felt his hot tongue licking them.
"Ohhh, man, keep it up," she begged, "I'm really enjoying this."
She continued to brush her breasts over his face, as his tongue licked in short little jabs, and finally she pulled her breasts away and pressed her lips to his lips. His arms went around her, and he thrilled to the sensation of Frenching with Susan, while Nora gobbled down his prick.
Nora's head bobbed up and down on Ray's cock, as her fingers massaged his testicles.
Taking his tongue out of Susan's mouth a moment, he complimented Nora on what she was doing.
"Baby, you're beautiful-" he told her, "You really turn me on. Yes, ohhh, yes, suck that meat, baby, doesn't that taste good. Nine solid inches of pecker-meat, baby and just for you."
"I've got an idea," he said, "Why don't I let her eat my cock, and you can suck my ass out!"
"Sure," Susan smiled, "But I could use another drink before I move on to ass eating."
They all got off the bed, and went into the bar in the living room and fixed drinks for themselves, and then they returned to the bedroom to finish them.
"What position do we get into for this super-suck operation?" Susan laughed.
"Well, I get on my hands and knees and slip a pillow under my dong, and here Nora lies. She opens her mouth, and I ram it into her. At the same time, you massage my butt, and suck my ass out-how does that grab you?"
"Sounds like fun," Susan smiled, sipping the last of her drink.
And then the three of them got on the bed, and Ray bent over, With his upturned ass, and the pillow under his penis, the two girls got in place.
"What a nice view from here?" Nora smiled, as she looked up at his thick, pulsating penis. "Mmmmmm, that looks good." And then, Nora gripped his tool, and easing her mouth on it, began sucking.
"Suck that cock," he commanded Nora, and she eagerly let him slide himself in her. Then Susan started licking his bare buttocks.
"Oh, Wow!" he gasped in delight as the two girls both continued sucking on his body, Nora gobbling his penis, and Susan Lee turned on with licking all around his buttocks. Finally, she buried her face in his buttocks, and let her tongue lash around the tight anus.
"That's it-shove it up there," he begged Susan as her hot tongue thrust up his tight, hot anus.
Susan did as she was commanded, her tongue ramming up there with sharp impact.
"Ohhh, baby, all the way up my asshole, I love being tongue fucked. That's it, now, now--ohhhh, yes, you know how to do it. Suck my ass out, eat it. Ahhhhhh!"
The more Susan's hot tongue slid up his tight asshole, the more excited he became. So, he continued driving it up there as he was determined to enjoy the two women.
Ramming his dong down Nora's throat, was equally exciting and Nora now let her hands go back of his buttocks, as she pulled him together to her.
"Oh, so you like that, huh?" he smiled, "Sure, baby, sure-keep that sucking action going-ohhhh, hot mama, suck it!"
The girls kept their action up, and it didn't take Ray long to get his gun off.
"Oh, baby, I'm coming, I'm coming," he groaned, "Suck my prick-suck my cock off, ahhhh, ohhhh-eat my ass, ass-licker, that's it, keep it up. Now, Faster, fuckers, faster!"
The pleasure couldn't last for much longer at this intense moment.
"Now, now, give, give, suck it off!"
The hot sperm flashed out of his penis, landing in her mouth, and she gobbled it down eagerly, savoring his delicious, creamy sperm-load.
Finally, Susan slid out of him, and he pulled his penis out of Nora's hot mouth. The three of them laughed out loud, and then Nora whimpered, "Now, what about us, baby?"
"Don't think I'm not planning to take care of both of you-in my own way."
"I want you to eat my pussy," Susan insisted, I'll bet you're a real good pussy eater."
"I don't know if I'm a good pussy eater or not," he chuckled, "but I can make it feel awful good down there."
He lay on his back, on the bed, and soon Susan was straddling his chest, pushing her pussy in his face.
"Baby, have you thought about Nora's cunt?"
"Not exactly-"
"Well, we've got to let Nora turn on too--why don't you let me do her with my fingers while I suck your cunt clean?"
"That sounds real nice," Nora nodded, hopping on the bed beside the other two. Then, she lay back, and angled her pussy so that his fingers could easily find her hole.
Now, Susan was determined she'd get the same kind of sex out of him, that she'd given him with her tongue.
"Begin with an ass-suck," she suggested, "I'd like that a lot."
"All right," he smiled, "I enjoy using my tongue on a nice, clean chick like you are."
"How can you tell I'm nice and clean?"
"Oh, you just look innocent," Nora cut in.
"I wasn't asking you," Nora told her quickly, "I wanted to know what Ray thinks, do you mind?"
"No, I don't mind-and you don't need to get testy about it either."
"Girls, remember, we're here for a good time," Ray smiled, amused they were both fighting over his favors. His hands gripped Susan's thighs, as she lowered herself over his face. His tongue whipped out, as he attempted to suck on her tight asshole.
"Ohhh, baby, that's it," he blurted, "Suck it, suck it out!"
The hot tongue of Ray stabbed Susan's tight asshole, and she rode up and down on it. In this position, he couldn't use his arms to reach out and diddle Nora. She was in the position of having to watch.
"You're real good at it," Nora commented, "You'll have to suck mine after you've finished her off."
But, the titillation couldn't last for long, as Susan was flipping-out.
"Oh, baby, I like this, I like it a-lot. Suck my ass-eat me-eat my ass out."
She kept going up and down on the stiff tongue, until she changed positions.
Now, his tongue aimed for her slit. With a good, hard thrust he stabbed her gash and began flicking his tongue back and forth at a feverish pitch against her clitoris.
"Ohhh, hot mama," Nora commented, reaching down to diddle herself, she got so excited watching.
Now, Ray reached up to grasp her breasts, and play with them while he sucked away.
"Keep it up," Susan begged, "I love your tongue slippery and nice in my pussy."
Ray knew his way around a woman's cunt. He'd learned this in high school when an older woman he did chores for told him she'd teach him a thing or two about sex. She wanted to have a young boy eat her, and when she couldn't get her husband to suck her cunt, she seduced him. He was happy to get the chance to get his rocks off anyway he could, and with this convenient outlet, soon developed quite a proclivity for cunt-sucking. Letting his tongue lick the walls of her vagina, he soon touched the tip of the neck of her womb, which made her wiggle away. His hands went down from her breasts to her buttocks, gripping her firmly, so he could hold her in place while he sucked away.
"Suck it, honey," she sighed, as she threw her head back and forth, as his tongue drove her out of her mind. Nora was sharing his enthusiasm for eating her pussy, for she'd long had her eye on Susan's triangle, but just didn't know how to make the pitch so she could avoid any possibility of a turndown.
"Now, baby, now," she groaned in delight, and her hands reached out to guide his head while he ate her. As his big hands gripped and squeezed her soft buttocks, she got an added dimension of pleasure, and when she turned to see her girr friend Nora watching and diddling with delight, she smiled at her.
"Your next, baby doll," she told her, "He is positively wild-what a tongue-job!"
Ray listened, and it hit his ego just the right way to hear her go on like this about him, and his skill at cunt-eating.
"Now, baby, now," she panted, "Ohhhh, yes-yes, suck that juicy cunt of mineohhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh! Faster! That's how you do it. Thrust that tongue in there-all the way!"
She couldn't hold back now. The hot cum flooded his mouth and she pushed her face tighter to his mouth.
"Suck it out, clean my cunt with her tongue, pussy eater. Go ahead, now. Oh, yes, yes, that's how I like it. Baby, you're beautiful."
Eagerly, gladly, Ray licked her hot hole, and when he finished licked his lips and smiled up at her.
"Anybody ever tell you that you tasted terrific?" he smiled.
"My fianc�," she said quietly, "He loves to eat my pussy."
"I don't blame him."
Once she'd gotten up, Nora was waiting. She took her fingers out of her vagina, and started to straddle Ray.
"I'd like it if you'd do me the same way," she told him. "Beginning with a nice, hot ass suck-okay?"
She moved up, and instantly Ray seized the initiative, his hands grasping at her thighs. Then, his tongue licked all around her hot asshole, and she begged for more.
"Shove it up there, honey-ohhh, yes, I want it." It didn't take Ray long to stiffen his tongue and stab it up her asshole. Driving it in and out, he managed to keep her well entertained.
"Yes, yes, like that," she told him, "I like it."
"Would you like a drink?" Susan smiled, coming into the room with a drink in each hand.
"Baby, it might help," she admitted, "I'm so hot I've to cool off somehow."
She took the drink from Susan's hand and sipped it slowly, and then she went on shoving her cunt in Ray's face, while he did her anus for her. Finally, she told him, "Time to do my pussy, lover."
Ray knew this was the truth. He'd been keeping an eagle eye open, so he could check her out. By watching closely, he could tell when her cunt hairs were beginning to dampen, and he timed his switch from her anus to her vagina to coincide with the flow of her fluids.
"You've got a cute ass on you," he smiled up at her, "I'd like to fuck it too."
"Later, I'd love to take you in the backdoor," she assured him, reaching down and running one hand through his wavy hair, and sipping away at her drink with the other, "But now, it's pussy rendezvous time."
Instantly, she pulled his head to her vagina. "Lick me, lover," she whispered, "I can't wait to feel you inside me."
Nora didn't have long to wait, for no sooner had she begged him to eat her, than his hot tongue thrust inside her. Even Nora who considered herself a real professional couldn't remember any man's tongue who could do the job better than Ray was doing her at this moment.
"Ohhh, baby, you're too much," she panted, as she pushed her pussy tighter to his mouth. Handing the drink back to Susan, she thanked her, and then reached down to use both hands in guiding Ray to her gushing climax.
"You're a good fucker, Ray," she smiled, "Yes, you really are-give it to me, give it to me."
With piston-precision, he let his tongue slap around her clitoris, until he felt her coming. Eager to get a mouthful of her hot pussy juices, he held on tight.
"Eat it," she begged him, "Eat it-ohhh, yes, that's it-eat my pussy, lover-eat me."
He got a mouthful, and when he'd finished lapping her up, he sucked her pussy lips, and smiled up at her.
"Right-on," she said. "Now, let's take time out for a little booze break. I could use some."
"Me too," he nodded, and then the three of them headed once more for the bar in the other room.
They fixed drinks for themselves, and sat in the living room lounge chairs.
"We could put on a real wild sex circus," Nora suggested, "Why I know a man that pays a thousand dollars for a performance with three people and a-"
"And a what?" Susan Lee asked.
"A dog," Nora said flatly.
"A dog," Susan gasped, "I'll be damned if I'll suck a dog off-"
"You don't have to blow the beast," Nora laughed, "Just let him shove it up the hatch--that's all."
CHAPTER EIGHT
A few moments later, they were all back in the bedroom, and Nora had a fresh idea for a most unusual way of doing it.
"I brought my dildo along with me," she laughed, reaching in her large handbag, "and if you're game, Ray, I'll give you an ass-fuck, that'll blow your mind."
"What?" Ray chuckled, looking at her as she brought the dildo out. "What in hell are you going to do to me?"
"Just fuck you," she replied, "That's all-I hope you don't mind."
"Then, Nora Began strapping the dildo on. When she had it on, both Ray and Susan just stared at her. They'd never seen anything quite like it.
"Why on earth do you want to wear that?" Susan demanded, feeling as if Nora had truly gone the Lez route since she'd seen her last.
"It's just my way of having fun," she giggled, "I think everybody has to do his thing-can't you understand?"
"No, I'm afraid I don't understand," Susan said, watching her as she got up on the bed. Ray was confused. He had no idea what or how Susan planned on invading his backside.
"There's technique to this," Nora declared, "Just throw your legs up, lover-lie on your back, that's right. Now angle those legs up so they fall on my shoulders and I'll show you how to do it."
At that point, Ray got his legs up over her shoulders, and soon she was guiding the plastic penis into his quivering, somewhat fearful asshole.
"Feels good, Nora," he admitted freely, "Yes, I like that."
Soon, he was thrusting his penis into her at a quick pace, and she accepted him.
"Oh, baby, shove it home," he demanded, "like that! Yes, I like that-fuck it!"
She knew what she was doing, and she hammered the plastic penis up his hot, tight anus.
"Grab it," she commanded him, "Use your ass muscles on it. like that! Yes, isn't that great?"
"Oh, Wow," he chuckled, "I never knew it could be so good."
"Now, you know," she smiled, as she went on giving him long, driving hard thrusts home.
From the sidelines, Susan watched, amazed at the entire performance.
"Now, lover boy-angle your body around here, and I'll show you what it's like to get your cock sucked."
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't you see?" Susan laughed, as she sat on the edge of the bed, and guided him, "If you twist around just so, you'll get your dong in line with her mouth-and she'll lick it for you."
"Thanks, honey," he smiled, at Susan-"I'll try." Then, he angled bodily so that his penis could shift into her mouth smoothly.
It came closer, closer, still closer, and then the dildo slipped out of his slippery asshole.
"You see, baby, this isn't easy," she said as a frustrated expression flashed across her face. "You've got to do it slow and easy-but you'll make it if you try."
She got the dildo back in, and then glancing toward the mirror suggested that Ray watch her.
Ray turned, "Yes, that's nice, I can see it now."
Nora managed to get the dildo back up his asshole, and then she got her mouth down over his penis and started sucking on it.
"Oh, yes, baby," he panted, "I like it-I like it, keep sucking!"
Susan marveled at what she saw. Sure enough, Nora had succeeded in placing her mouth over his penis, and she'd managed to keep the dildo thrusting up his anus at the same time.
"Oh, Wow," she exclaimed, "That looks like a lot of fun-let me blow him too-just like that."
But Nora wouldn't listen. She had her own ideas about what she was doing. She'd developed a taste for sperm, and she determined she'd do everything in her power to keep the hot cock plunging in and out of her mouth until Ray climaxed.
"Eat it," Ray gasped in delight, as the double sensations of the dildo up his anus, and her mouth sliding up and down his male member drove him up the way. "That's it, cocksucker, suck it off. Go after the juice, eat it, baby, eat it up!"
His hands gripped her head, and he drove it hard, and then he exploded in her mouth.
"Oh, baby, suck it," he stammered, "that's it, suck it off. Eat that prick. Eat it up. Ahhh, ohhh, yes, yes, baby, that's it, suck that cock off!"
The hot cum tasted good to her, and Susan watched envying her every moment. When Nora pulled the dildo out of Ray's tight asshole, she went to the bathroom and washed it off, unstrapping it when she returned.
"You know what really turns me on?" Ray smiled, as he lay back on the bed, luxuriating in the afterglow of a very good fuck session.
"No, big lover, what turns you on?" Nora asked him, as she started to slide the dildo back in her oversize handbag.
"A couple of women making it," he replied, "I really dig that-"
He looked at Susan, knowing how reluctantly she would be to his suggestions, but nevertheless, still hopeful.
Susan blushed, and Nora took the initiative, "We could if Susan cared to-"
There was a reluctantly long pause, and finally Susan spoke up, "Alright, I guess I could-that is, I-"
"Go ahead, honey," Ray urged her, "You'll get a new kick out of having a woman ball you."
"I guess so," Susan smiled without humor as she came over to the bed, and Nora strapped it back on, and came over to join her.
"Go right ahead, don't mind me, girls," Ray laughed, "I'll just jerk off when you get my old pecker stimulated, and get it stimulated you will because two women fucking is a sight for sore eyes."
Somehow, Susan felt trapped in a whirlpool of sex. What had begun as simply enjoying a few nights of sex with college boys, and then a steady boyfriend, had widened to include not one-but two young men, one a minor. Now, it was a next-door neighbor who had to have her, and finally sex with a woman-Nora.
"Don't be so nervous," Nora insisted, "Lie back, baby, and enjoy it. Fucking is supposed to be a lot of fun."
Susan lay back, and spread for Nora. Nora mounted her carefully, letting her weighty breasts brush against Susan's oversize knockers. And then, the two girls began going to town. It didn't take Nora long to slide the dildo in her slit. Then, she looked into Susan's gentle blue eyes, and said, "How are we doing."
"Alright-"
"You make a lovely couple," Ray smiled, from the sidelines, as he felt his penis harden just watching the two women go to it. "Ohhh, yes, now fuck her good, peckerwood," he chuckled, and the dildo drove savagely up her vagina. Susan gripped it, and as her cunt muscles responded just as if it were a man's actual penis plunging in and out of her pussy, she enjoyed it.
"Love you," Nora said huskily, and her face touched the side of Susan's face. Her lips caressed her, and she whispered, "You're so beautiful, honey-you really are."
Susan surprised herself by responding. Her hands went out, and soon she was caressing Nora's back, her hands reaching down to grip her buttocks.
"Oh, that feels so good," she whispered to Nora, "You really can fuck, can't you?"
"Sure, I can," Nora assured her, "Anybody who couldn't enjoy screwing with you, regardless of sex would have to be off their rocker."
Then, the girls turned and kissed each other at the same time. Susan's mouth instinctively opened, and Nora took instant advantage of it. Soon their tongues were flicking against each other, in a passionate heat.
Now, Ray was totally turned on. His flaccid penis had sprung to life, and he got off the bed, went into the bathroom, and found a jar of Vaseline. Returning to the living room, he began massaging his male member with the sticky substance. Then, he got on the bed behind Nora, and gripped her soft buttocks.
"We'll all do it," he told her, "just relax, honey, and we'll have a wild ride."
Pulling her ass-cheeks apart gently, he slowly inserted his penis, and with a sudden, driving thrust, drove it up her hot, tight asshole. As the penis plunged past the tight anal ring, the girl quivered in sudden and awful pain.
"Oh, my God, you're killing me," she groaned, "Stop it! Don't do that!"
"Steady, baby, steady," Ray said coolly, as he bent over, and began steadily driving himself in and out, in and out her tight, twisting asshole.
"That's a good girl," he told her, "Yes, yes, grab my prick. Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
Nora ground her ass around his thrusting cock, giving him what he needed.
"Yes, yes, baby, fuck, fuck, fuck it," he gasped, as the hot excitement built within his loins.
And then he suddenly got his gun off, and at the same instant both girls came too.
"Oh, Wow," this is tremendous, "I really am having a ball today."
Nora relaxed, as Ray pulled his penis out of her, and then, she pulled her dildo out of Susan's slit. The three of them relaxed, and then Ray got up and said, "You know what? I'm starved."
"Why don't we get dressed and go over to my place?" Susan suggested, "I've got a lot of food in the refrigerator."
"Good idea," Ray agreed, and they all got dressed and went over to her apartment. She got a bottle of champagne out and poured some for each of them, and then proceeded to fix some dinner steaks over her broiler.
Before she could serve them, she heard a knock on the door and answered it.
"Hi, Dennis," she said nervously, "come in-"
Dennis's eyes shot around the room. When he caught sight of Ray, he was furious. Then, he changed his expression as Nora moved closer to Ray.
"Honey, I want you to meet my girlfriend Nora, and her boyfriend Ray-they just dropped by and I'm fixing them something to eat. Would you like something to eat with us?"
"Yes, I would," he assured her, and so she went back to the kitchen to prepare some more food.
About a half an hour later, she had the table set and she was serving the light evening dinner, consisting of a steak, a green salad, and a potato she's popped into the oven. The four of them had a good meal, and then Nora suggested, "Ray and I will have to go, and leave you two alone. I know you must have a lot to talk about."
"You don't have to go," Susan said, "you both can stay."
"No, thanks," Ray smiled, "We've had a good time, and I'm so glad to have met you Dennis."
"I'm glad to have met you," Dennis said, pumping his hand warmly.
"So long, honey," Nora said, kissing Susan on the cheek affectionately. "We had a lot of fun."
Little did Dennis dream just how much fun.
When they'd both gone, and Dennis and Susan were alone, Dennis suggested, "Why don't I stay all night? It's real late, honey."
"No," Susan insisted, "I don't feel like any more sex."
'Any more sex?" Dennis asked, now completely baffled, "You haven't been fucking with anybody but me-have you?"
"No, of course not-but I'm not in the mood."
'Tell me, when are you in the mood."
"Sometimes," she said, "but not now-"
Then, she walked into the bedroom, and Dennis followed. He began undressing, and when he was down to his shorts, she observed his swollen penis.
Stroking it through the cotton material, he tried to excite her with the sight of it. "Look, baby, I'm real horny tonight."
"I can see you are."
"Aren't you going to do something about it."
"Oh, alright-but don't take forever."
"Good," he smiled, and pulled down his shorts. She didn't take long to get on the bed, and she lay back, hoping he wouldn't take long in the process of reaching a hot climax.
"Baby," he smiled, "let me lie on my back and you can slide up and down my flagpole. How does that sound to you?"
"Real good," she declared, "Anything to get your gun off so I can get a little sleep and peace around the place."
"If you're going to bitch so damned much about a simple little fuck-you can forget it, I don't need it. I've still got my hand."
"Yeah, and you still use it," she snapped.
But, as he lay on the bed, his huge penis standing on end, Susan decided she might indeed enjoy the ride on his male member. She went over to the bed, and mounted him, easing herself down on his dick, as he watched her with excitement in his eyes.
"Then he reached up and gripped her breasts in his hands, as he pinched her nipples.
"Doesn't that feel good?" he asked her, as he drove his hard penis savagely up her hot hole.
"Yes, yes, fuck me," she panted, as she let herself slide up and down, gripping, massaging and satisfying his rock-hard thrusting cock.
"Now, now," he blurted, and he reached out to guide her. She churned herself different directions, taking his penis with her on her sex-trip. He jabbed it this way, then that, as her body pitched on his flagpole.
"I'm flipping out," he blurted, "Oh, baby, what you do to me. Fuck-fuck-fuck it, off!"
The two of them were both enjoying it, and the hotter he got, the more he liked to grapple with her great breasts.
"Now, baby, grab my ding-dong, grab it good, cause I'm going to shoot!"
Susan threw her head back, her blonde hair falling on her bare shoulders, her blue eyes ablaze with passion as his penis sent shivers of excitement up and down her spine.
"Fuck me, lover, fuck me," she begged, him as he kept stabbing her with his cock.
Suddenly the hot sperm exploded inside her, and she kept her tight cunt revolving around his thrusting rod.
"Yes, yes, ohhhhhhh, ahhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," he panted as he pushed it inside her. The hot sperm flash-flooded her vagina, and she thoroughly enjoyed his excited thrusts, as he finished shooting off.
And then she pulled off him, and he got up and followed her into the bathroom.
"Why don't we take a shower together?" he suggested.
"Alright, if you want to," she said agreeably. Inside the shower together, she reached for a bar of soap and began washing him all over. As her fingers glided over his genitals, he found himself suddenly getting excited all over again; and then Susan regretted following his invitation to take a shower.
"Baby," he smiled, "What am I going to do now?"
"I have no idea," Susan replied, turning and starting to run out of the shower.
"Well, I'll tell you," he said clutching her tightly in his embrace, "You're going to turn around and give me a fuck up your sweet ass."
"Not now-I want to go to bed."
"You can when I finish fucking you," he said sternly. Reaching for the soap, he lathered up his penis, and then built up a soapsuds around her behind. Then, he stabbed it up her and gripped her breasts, as he gave her a wild anal sex trip.
"Grab it, honey, ohhh, yes, let me have a good hot ass fuck. That's it. Churn your ass around. Don't stand still!" Susan kept her ass in motion, having developed a good pace for a penis stabbing her behind. By grabbing it with her anal muscles, and gripping it tightly, she was giving him a wild time.
"Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me," he begged passionately pushing himself inside her with wild thrusts.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes, fuck it, fuck it off!"
His hot white jism erupted inside her and she ground around. She kept it up until he was completely drained. She didn't want any more sex that night and she determined to keep him happy with what she was doing.
"Fuck, fuck it," he demanded, as she finished him off. And then, he slid himself out of her, and let the shower water wash off his penis. She got out, and went to the towel rack, and picked up a thirsty big Turkish towel and began drying herself off. She was joined a few seconds later by Dennis who dried himself off too.
"I've missed you," he said, "Saturday night I went to this bar and-"
"Don't tell me," Susan protested, "I'm not interested in your pick-ups."
"But this is different-"
"No," she argued, "It isn't different at all. You use these cheap bar hustlers as a device to make me get uptight. Well, it won't work. I don't have any intention of becoming jealous over any barfly you pick up with. Go ahead and get yourself some disease, it's alright with me if you don't know any better."
"But I didn't even get to fuck her," he explained.
"That's nice."
"No, baby, it wasn't nice at all. She drags me home to impress her husband she'd dynamite in bed. Well, when he sees me naked in his bed with his wife I could have gotten killed."
"If you're going to do stupid things like that," Susan informed him flatly, "For god's sakes don't come to me for sympathy because I'm simply not sympathetic."
With that, she slammed the bathroom door and left him alone with his troubled thoughts. Dennis realized he'd made a mistake, even mentioning picking up the other woman. Susan was intensely jealous, even though she thought nothing of putting him off on a Saturday night. But, telling her about other women he put the make on didn't improve matters. He tried to think of something he might say to her to make her see his side of things.
CHAPTER NINE
Susan got a good night's rest, and the next morning, she let Dennis fix his own breakfast, as she busied herself getting ready to go back to school.
When she had finished showering, she applied plenty of cool lime body splash as the temperatures had been soaring in the late fall heat wave. Then, she dressed in her mini-skirt, and a pink blouse. At least I'm not wearing hot pants she laughed to herself. After all, why not show a little, and give the school kids a break, she smiled at her reflection in the mirror.
Then, she had her usual hurry-hurry breakfast and dashed out to her car. Driving quickly, she got to school in record time, and hoped she could avoid Miss Worthington's inquisition which she delighted so much in putting her through.
"Good morning," Miss Worthington smiled the moment she entered the office. "I do hope you're feeling better."
"Why, yes, I am, thank you," she said crisply.
The Principal smiled at her, "Good morning," and she greeted him, making it a point to get out of there quickly. The students were once more clustered around the front door to the classroom, and she almost felt happy to be back at her teaching post. It was fun to listen to all the interesting things the students had to tell. And the important thing, she thought was for her not to lose her cool-no matter what. Then, she proceeded to start the day following the flag pledge.
"Students, we're going to be doing some writing during class time today," she began, "I'd like to have you all listen carefully to what I have to say-would you?"
"Yes," they all replied enthusiastically, except for one young Mexican boy who sat in the rear of the room, and said, "No-"
She tried not to pay any attention to the lone dissenter, but his hot brown eyes riveted on her, and she could almost feel him undressing her.
Glancing down at her seat charge, she checked out his name, "Manuel Ladesma," she read, and she felt a strange pang go through her, when she glanced up at his penetrating eyes hot on her.
"We can write about many things, but first I think we ought to open the subject to class discussion. How many of you would like to discuss your topics in class before you begin?" There was a show of hands, and she knew she had all of her students with her.
"Alright, class," she smiled, "Let's begin. First, I want to ask you one thing-would you please raise your hands and let me acknowledge them and then we can make everything run along smoothly. I like to have everything in good order!"
The students listened attentively, as she went through her paces.
"Alright, you begin."
"A blonde girl in the front started speaking. Again, she glanced down at her seating chart and read her name, "Lenora Ferguson," and then she proceeded, to listen to Lenora.
"Well, I'm interested in sex," Lenora smiled, "I hope you don't mind if I write about one of our little week-end pajama parties."
"I certainly don't want you talking about it in class," Miss Lee insisted, "If you feel the burning urge to write about your sexual feelings, I guess it wouldn't hurt anything."
Another hand went up as Lenora Ferguson sat down. Then, the teacher recognized the young man who was standing. Glancing down at her seating chart, she wondered who he was. She noticed his name, Bill Harper, as she listened to him talking.
"Teach, can I tell about the first broad I ever laid?" he smiled.
"If that's the most uplifting experience in your life, well-go ahead and write about it."
The whole class was responding now. They could see that Miss Lee was indeed no prude, and they were responding.
"Go to work," she said, "I think it would be better for you to write whatever you want to--and then I can tell you how you are doing from a grammatical standpoint. But, more conversation like this, and you will probably just repeat yourselves." Then, the students all began writing enthusiastically.
Miss Lee wondered what she should do about Manuel. He just looked out the window. He seemed so shy, so timid, she decided she wouldn't embarrass him further in front of any of the students. The sensible thing to do would be to look his name up in the school card file and then see if she couldn't phone him at his home and talk to him confidentially.
The day swept by swiftly, and then it was time for Drama Class. She decided it was time for a full cast rehearsal, and thus she could avoid any intimate contact with Jerry Winters.
When the first Drama Class met, she announced, "Today, we'll begin full cast rehearsals for 'A Roman Scandal', and I want each student to have his costume on, and to know his lines. I'll work on blocking with each one of you."
The students listened, and she began giving them the instructions, later, when they were in the Drama auditorium. "I want the boys to use the dressing rooms, one to five, and the girls, dressing rooms marked six to ten."
The students broke up into male and female groups and went to the appointed dressing rooms. And then, she went out to the light panel, and set the lights for the stage play.
She thought she heard someone out in the audience, and peeked out beyond the curtain to observe the Principal and his secretary, Miss Worthington stepping up to speak to her. They pushed the thick stage curtain aside, and came back, "How's everything?" the Principal boomed jovially.
"Just fine, just fine," she smiled, "We're going into our first cast rehearsal," she explained.
"Good," Miss Worthington commented, "I thought he ought to see what you're doing with our talented young people."
Miss Lee knew all too well that could be taken two ways, but she also knew she couldn't afford to take it but one way.
"We're doing all in our power to make it a really hilarious spoof of old Roman times," she laughed, "And I hope you enjoy it-"
"I'm sure we will," the Principal smiled without humor, masking as best he could his true feeling of insecurity regarding Miss Lee's post as head of Drama that he'd given her.
About five agonizing moments later, Miss Lee had the cast assembled on stage in their respective places. Jerry Winters appeared to be wearing shorts under his white Roman toga, and this made her feel less nervous.
Then, she pulled the house curtains, and the students began. Jerry Winters had the first lines in the show, and he delivered them well. But, still there was always the fear, that his genitals might show if he wasn't dressed underneath, and she hoped she wouldn't excite him sexually today.
Fortunately, all of the students went through their paces well, and only one student, Gloria Miller didn't know her lines. After it was all over, she whispered to Gloria as she went to the dressing room, "I want to see you after class-"
"Alright, Miss Lee," Gloria answered nervously. She turned out the spots, and pulled the curtains open dramatically and stepped on stage.
"How did you like it?" she asked out into the audience, and to her surprise, there was no answer-for the seats were vacant. It bothered her, and she tried to not let it upset her, but it was apparent now the Principal and Miss Worthington were not showing her any respect or consideration. Unannounced they could drop in, and then put her on the spot. When the students by and large had done well, they were gone-without any comment. Their silence was comment enough, and she didn't like it.
After the students had gone, Gloria Miller waited for Miss Lee to talk to her.
"You wanted to see me?" she said abruptly.
"Yes, Gloria, I do want to talk to you about today."
"What about today?" she said defiantly, "Didn't I please you, Miss Lee?"
"You stumbled and stammered through your lines something awful and you know it," Miss Lee told her in no uncertain terms. "If you're going to do that to me, why don't you forget the show. You know who was out there today, don't you?"
"I'm not interested."
"Well, young lady, you should be. It was the Principal and his secretary. And they were really uptight."
"About me? Or about you?"
"What are you talking about, young lady?"
"I think you know, or you should know-"
"About what?"
"You're the most far-out teacher in the whole school. Teachers aren't supposed to get so friendly with their students like you do. Anybody knows that, honey. Now, why don't you wise-up and quit feeding me a lot of crap. You don't like me because I'm in love with Jerry Winters."
"What's that got to do with me?"
"That's what I'd like to know," she said testily. "Jerry used to be my steady till he took this stupid Drama course from you."
"I don't know what you're talking about?"
"Oh, yes you do," Gloria smiled, "You have been giving him private tutoring on Saturday nights-no, you don't fool me, and Jerry doesn't either."
"Don't you talk like that to me, young lady," Miss Lee snapped, "My interest in Jerry Winters is purely one as his teacher, I would never think of-"
"That's a lot of bull. You've been ape for Jerry ever since he took this course, and let me tell you something, Teach-I'm gonna fight for him, you're not going to get your clammy paws on him forever. He'll fink to me, and then I'll raise a stink so bad, you'll wish you never heard of La Grady High. Do you read me, Teach?"
"You're a demon," Miss Lee said evenly, feeling a sense of numbness engulf her, as she saw the headstrong young girl vowing to keep her young lover exclusively in her grasp.
"Goodbye, Miss Lee, did you have anything more you wanted to see me about?"
Silently, Miss Lee shook her head. She watched the girl walk out, and she saw her future walk out with her.
And then, she wheeled about, and went to check the dressing rooms out. They were all vacant, but one, and there sat Jerry Winters bare naked, with a smile on his face.
"For god sakes, get some clothes on," she spit at him furiously.
"Don't get so uptight, Teach," Jerry smiled, stroking his enormous erection.
"Did you hear that girl?" she demanded.
"You mean my ex?" he smirked.
"Gloria whatever her name is. Oh, god, I've got a mental block I hate that vicious little bitch so much."
"Don't get jealous, Teacher, sweetheart, I've got my prick waiting for you right over here."
"What in hell do I care about your prick for?" the teacher snapped, "How you do or how you don't get your kicks Jerry Winters is not my concern."
Still smiling, and still stroking his rock-hard male member, he said, "Come over here."
So angry, she felt she might tear it off him,, if she did walk over to him, she stood there shaking with rage.
"Go to hell," she snapped
"Teach, if I go to hell, you go right along with me." Trapped, tormented, and furious, she went over to him, and began pummeling his face. But Jerry was a strong young man, and he hastily got off the dressing room counter where he sat naked, and gripped her arms, and pinched them back.
"Don't get violent, Teach," he smiled tensely, "Now, you get down on your knees, dammit, and give me a blow-job. Got that straight, have you?"
The tears of rage streaked down her eyes. She knew now, that there was no way out. So, she immediately, dropped to her knees, while her husky, young punk of a student leaned over to lock the door. She took his huge penis in her hands, and pulled it to her mouth.
"Suck on me," he begged, "Suck it off!"
Once she had him in her mouth, and felt the massive head of the organ touch the back of her throat, she strangely felt a wave of sexual exultation go through her.
"Ohhh, yes, baby, suck me," he begged her, and her mouth moved up and down his organ with piston precision.
She used one hand to hold onto him, and the other hand to massage his testicles. He was totally turned on and drove it to her, with newfound force. Having seen her enraged, made her cry, and then forced her to submit, he felt some of the same excitement a rapist feels when he gets a woman to give into his wild, hot sexual demands.
"That's a good cocksucker, Teacher," he smiled as he saw her do her thing, once he'd forced her to go down on him. Back and forth her mouth moved, as she sucked on his young, virile organ.
"Ohhhh, baby, suck me, suck me," he begged, feeling the hot excitement of being sucked off flashed through him.
And then the sperm shot of his mouth, and hurtled down her throat.
"Ahhhh, ohhh, faster, sucker, faster," he groaned in delight as she gobbled down his penis-juice. She did enjoy this part of the relationship, and when she got off her knees, and looked up into his face, her anger was gone.
"You're a wild cocksucker, Teach," he said gently.
"And you're a horny stud-but I've told you we've got to watch ourselves. Now, we've got your girlfriend Gloria on us, and with the Principal, and dear Miss Worthington watching too-dear god, our goose is cooked."
"No, it's not," he said assuredly, "If you and I play it cool, we can get by with all the fucking we want to."
"If we play it cool," she reminded him, as he got down, naked, and still hard, and picked up his shorts and slid into them, and then his jeans, his shirt, and finally he put on his shoes and socks.
As they walked out of the auditorium together, Gloria stood down the hall at her hall locker. A look of surprise, combined with outright rage flashed across her face as she looked at the two of them.
"Well, hello," she said, "I hope you enjoyed it-both of you."
Two tears rolled down her cheeks, and she looked away. For an awful moment, guilt surged through Miss Lee. She knew she was taking advantage of a strange situation, and the young girl friend Gloria was the loser. But, it wasn't her fault, she reasoned, so why should she feel guilty?
"I'm sorry," she said softly, when they were on the second floor, heading for her classroom.
"I broke up with that cheap slut when I found out what she'd been doing?"
"What had she been doing?"
"Fucking up a storm with all the cats in the neighborhood."
"How awful," Miss Lee shook her head sadly, "I'm sorry, Jerry."
"Aw, it's okay, I'm glad I broke up with her actually, because that got me involved with you, Teach."
"But it isn't good for a teacher to have sex with a student," Miss Lee tried to make him understand.
"Why isn't it any good?"
"Because of the age differential," she said flatly. "I'm much too old for you, and it isn't fair."
"Don't worry about that," he said, "You've got more on the ball than most of the chicks in high school, and you can think of more ways of doing it."
"Is that good?" the teacher smirked.
"I think so," Jerry nodded, and then she went into the classroom, and picked up her papers from the previous classes. She noticed the janitor had been near her desk, and she saw a strange smile on his face. She couldn't help but wonder if he'd looked at any of the papers.
CHAPTER TEN
As Miss Lee hurried out of the school house, a thought flashed through her mind. She couldn't help think of Manuel Ladesma not agreeing to write one word during English class. This quiet defiance bothered her so much, she turned around and went back to the school and set about checking out the files. When she got to the student file records, she looked for Ladesma, and took down his house number-but there was no phone listed. She jotted all the information about him she could in her black notebook, and then left the school again.
As she came to her car, she noticed Miss Worthington watching in the distance. She was grateful Jerry Winters had gone on, and yet she wondered why old hawk-eye had to always be peering at her, whether she was coming or going.
"Hi, there," an intrusive voice called out, and she whirled around and saw Lenora Ferguson. The girl was grinning and about ready to burst out laughing.
"Oh, Hi, Lenora-how are you? What's so funny?"
"Have you read my English paper yet?"
"Well, no, I plan to do that later tonight," she said casually.
"That's all I wanted to know," the girl laughed, and walked away. Miss Lee looked down at the brief case where the girl's English paper was, and then up at the girl who was quite a distance, and shook her head. "Students, students," she said aloud, as she opened up her car door and got in.
On the way home, she decided the only sensible thing to do would be to stop for dinner, and then she could drive by Manuel Ladesma's house on the east side and see if he was in or not.
She picked a shopping center to stop at, and decided to do some shopping first. The new shops with their quaint, rustic storefronts pleased her. She liked their design, and what they had to offer. Then, she found a good restaurant, went in and decided she needed a couple cocktails before dinner.
A dinner salad followed, and then the veal cordon bleau looked good to her. As usual, she carefully avoided getting any desserts, as she liked to keep her figure trim.
She read the newspaper to have some kind of company, and the waiter kept smiling as if he'd like to put the make on her. She deliberately didn't smile back. He was a fat, balding, older man, and it burned her up to think every man regardless of age, size or whatever, would think he had the right to put the touch on her for sex!
Going outside, she got into her car and decided to drive by Manuel Ladesma's house. As she approached the neighborhood, her heart sank. Everything looked so beat up and rundown, she felt grimy just being in the neighborhood.
Then, she saw the house where Manuel lived. It was dark except for a single light in the living room, and the shades were partially drawn.
Her curiosity got the better of her, and she decided it might indeed be a good thing to check on him and see if she could help him out. She parked her car, making it a point to lock it securely. Then, she got out and went up to his house. Manuel came to the door, and was wearing a tattered tee shirt, and some cords.
"What you doing here?"
"Manuel, I want to talk to your parents about your school work."
"Come in," he said sullenly, and opened up the door. The teacher stepped into the living room, and she noticed how rundown everything looked. A 12-inch teevee was in the corner, and a noisy fan was going to cool off the place. But, what really shook her was the sagging sofa which looked like rats had nibbled it to pieces.
"Sit down, Teach," he said, motioning for her to sit in a worn-out wing chair.
By now, she was fearful her response to this place was not the best. Nevertheless, she wanted to try to do something about his school work, so she persisted, "Could I speak to your parents?"
"My mother is dead," he said quietly, "and my Dad works the graveyard shift, so what's new?"
"Oh, I see," she said, and suddenly she thought she might as well confront the situation head-on.
"Manuel," she began, "Could you tell me why you didn't write anything today?"
He went on watching the television. Finally, he turned, and smiled at her, "Because I don't know the language, does that make sense?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry-"
"But I could tell you about my sexual experiences," he smiled crookedly, "If you want to hear about them, Teach-"
When he said this, Miss Lee found herself going numb again. She remained silent, not wanting to insult him, yet not wanting to urge him to disclose intimate things about himself.
"Well," he began, "I got broken in real young. My Daddy was bringing home his wild chick, and when he'd finish screwing her, he'd go to sleep. But, she'd come into my bedroom and jump in the sack with me."
"That's too bad," Miss Lee said what she thought she was supposed to say at this point.
"No," he said, shaking his head, "It was very nice."
"But, you were just a young boy."
"Fourteen is old enough to fuck," he said flatly, "And you know what, Teach, long as we're both leveling, I'd sure as hell like to fuck you."
Now, she was beside herself. She got up, feeling her throat go dry, and started to step toward the door.
Instantly, Manuel sprung toward the door.
"No, Teach-don't go and leave me alone. I'm so tired of being alone and masturbating looking at those big tit Playboy broads."
"I-I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to do anything. I'll do it all," he argued, "I'm good at it too. You should just see the size of my prick, Teach. Why won't you?"
As she made a dart for the door, he beat her to it, and threw himself at her. She felt his huge penis pressing against herself, and she felt hot desires flash through her. How, she'd love to teach this young tiger a thing or two about sex. He certainly needed the stimulation, and she knew very well what she could do for him to bring him to orgasm.
"Oh, Teach, you're so beautiful," he sighed, "You even smell good. I'll do anything you want me to, I'll even eat your pussy out if you like that-"
His eyes flashed, his body sweat began streaking down his face, and his arms wrapped around her.
"Let me, let me," he begged. "I mustn't."
"Why not."
"You're a minor."
"I'm a man," he declared, and then mustering up all of his courage he decided he'd prove his point. His lips met her lips and soon they were involved in a hot Frenching session. Then, she couldn't hold out any longer.
"When does your father get home?"
"Four o'clock tomorrow morning," he smiled excitedly, "That should give us plenty of time, shouldn't it?"
The two of them went to the bedroom without saying another word. Manuel wisely locked the door, pulled all the shades, and turned out the living room light.
In the bedroom, he hesitantly undressed, almost as if he felt ashamed of his naked body. The teacher by now was curious to find out just how much of a man he was-size-wise. She didn't have long to wait, for when he'd slipped out of his pants, and shirt, the huge penis stuck out of his shorts.
"Oh, Wow," she blurted, "How long is that thing?"
Going over to him, she looked at it closely, examining its veins, the huge head, and marveled at the overall thickness of it. It was brown, just like his body, but it was indeed a penis any man could be proud to possess. This, she thought is an opportunity to say something that could make him feel good. She seized the opportunity, and his penis at the same time.
"Oh, Teacher, does that ever feel good."
"Don't call me teacher," she begged him, "Just call me Susan, and I'll call you Manuel."
"Alright, Susie," he smiled, "but you haven't finished undressing."
Susan went back to undressing, and then she let her breasts push against his penis as she sat on the edge of the bed. Giving this young man his kicks was a super-charged sensation for Susan, for it allowed her to feel it was "first-time" all over again.
"Do you like that sensation?" she asked him eagerly, anxious to excite and delight him anyway she knew how.
"Oh, yes, yes, I do," he assured her. Then, she suggested, "I've got some other things I can do to you I think you'll enjoy just as much-get up on the bed."
Obediently, he got up on the bed, naked as a jaybird, and she followed him.
"What do you want me to do now?"
"Just lie there," she smiled, "and I'll show you-first, spread your legs out so I can make love to you all over."
Manuel spread his lean brown, muscular legs, and she reached up to get a pillow. Wadding up the pillow, she placed it beneath his buttocks.
"What are you going to do now?"
"You'll find out," she smiled, and then she crouched at her handsome, young Mexican student's genitals. Her hand seized his huge penis, and her mouth moved down to his tight anus. Then, her tongue swept out, and she began licking all around his hot asshole. Now, Manuel was going out of his gourd, experiencing sensations he never before knew existed.
"Oh, Teach, you're driving me crazy," he blurted, "Ohhh, ahh, I like that-keep it up, Teach-keep it up."
She didn't take time to tell him to call her Susan. Apparently, he was so used to thinking of her as a teacher, he couldn't make the switch that quickly. But that didn't stop her hot tongue from lashing around his asshole one slippery-sucking second. Not at all. From the wiggle in his buttocks, she knew he was enjoying himself, and she stiffened her tongue, and jabbed with new-found force up his hot asshole.
"Oh, yes, tongue-fuck it, tongue-fuck it, Teach," he begged her, his firm, round ass wiggling all over the pillow.
As her hot tongue savagely thrust inside his tight, quivering anus, her hand gripped his tremendous sized tool, and she pumped it up and down vigorously.
"Yes, yes, Teacher. Grab that cock. Pull it, pull it off. Ohhhhh, ahhhh, yes-hot mamafuck it!"
Now, his ass wiggled so much, her tongue slid out. But, it didn't take her long to get it back in because he loved the sensation so much, he waited motionless until she had it gliding in and out smoothly once more. "Suck it-suck eeeet!"
As she felt his balls agove her, bouncing on her forehead, she was suddenly seized with the passionate pull to lick them, suck them in her mouth and enjoy them. So, she slipped her tongue out, and let it tickle his nuts.
"Ohhhh, I like that too," he gasped in delight. "Teacher, fucker-suck on my nuts."
Somehow, his calling her dirty names intrigued, and excited her at the same time. She opened her mouth, and let one of his large-sized testicles slip inside. Then, she released it and took the other one. This was followed by some gentle sucking movements, and soon he reached down and held her head as she took both balls in her mouth and sucked on them.
Manuel had never known so many sensations existed. He had imagined women licking his cock, and sucking it off. But he'd never thought about anybody stopping to eat his ass out, but once he'd experienced the super-suck sensation, he realized there was a lot-a lot of wonderful things-he had to learn about sex.
Releasing his ball sack, she licked the underside of the huge penis. She couldn't help but marvel anew at its exciting size. Then, she finally capped the crown of it with her mouth, and slowly let her tongue slide along its smooth surface, dipping her tongue gently in its small opening. Instantly, he released some clear cum, and she licked it, enjoying its taste.
Manuel embraced her with his thighs, enjoying the sensations of having a woman go down on him. It made him feel so manly, so dominant, so eager to let someone share his sexual secrets. He was tired of pulling off his penis, tired of wishing he could find some chick who'd fuck with him. But, his father had caught him once playing around with one of his Saturday night fuck session women, and nearly killed him. So, he'd had to lay low for some time, and return to imagination, and masturbation. But, he'd have his eyes on Miss Lee for some time. He'd developed enough to know what a good lay represented, and for him Miss Lee became the ultimate sex object. Little did he know he had a lot of competition for her cunt.
"Suck my prick," he gasped, "Suck it!"
Miss Lee's head bobbed up and down on his young and virile organ. She jiggled his balls while she sucked his penis.
"That's it, suck it-suck that dick. Eat it, eat it cocksucker, eat it," he found himself demanding.
"Ahh, ohhh, yes, suck me, suck it off. Eat my prick juice-I'm loaded, Teacher, sucker-suck it!"
Suddenly she felt the hot sperm spurting down her throat. Pulling off it so she could taste him, he held her tightly.
"Don't pull off," he insisted, little realizing all she wanted to do was suck his juice out so it would land in her mouth, allowing her the satisfaction she sought of tasting him. Finally it was over, and she pulled off.
"That was great, Teach, it really was," he smiled, but there was one thing still posing a problem, the penis that wouldn't go down.
"Does that thing stay up all the time?" she asked in surprise.
"Only when I'm real turned-on," he grinned proudly, "And I guess you turn me on!"
That did it for her. She was eager to please him, and she knew one way that really would. "How would you like to get on top of me and fuck it?" she smiled.
"I'd love that," he assured her, and then she lay on her back, and spread her legs invitingly. Reaching down she massaged her vagina. He smiled, and straddled her quickly, his huge penis pointing at her slit.
"Let me guide you in," she insisted, reaching out for the head of his penis. With her hand, she guided him into her hole. Once he was inside of her, he rammed it hard-on, giving her the sensations she sought so eagerly.
"I'll snap my pussy for you," she smiled up at her horny student, "Ohhh, I like to grab it with my cunt-can you feel it when I do that?"
"Yes, yes, I can, and it feels fantastic."
Her hands went out and she began massaging his buttocks. He liked the feel of her hands on him, and he wiggled his ass in excited pleasure.
"I'll show you another sensation," she said eagerly, as she pulled his buttocks apart, and slid a finger up his hot, tight asshole. He loved that, and then with her other hand, she massaged his prostate. Now, Manuel was getting loving like he only dreamed about before. He brushed his chest across her soft titties, and let his mouth press down on hers.
"That's it, lover," she said, "drive it up there! I like it-shove it all up there, honey."
Manuel Ladesma drove his rock-hard penis up her cunt, and with ever-increasing thrusts was bringing her to a shattering climax.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck," she begged him, "Ohhh, like that! Now, you're doing it."
Manuel was quickly learning how to pace his penis thrusts so he could produce the most pleasure possible. And, she was enjoying it completely.
With her finger sliding up his tight anus, she was guiding him as he gave it to her.
"Ohhhh, hot mama, that's it," he groaned in delight, as she felt the velvet cunt muscles gripped his penis tightly, then just as suddenly released it. The alternating action of Susan Lee's well trained cunt produced much excitement in her young and eager student.
"Ohhh, that's the way I like it. Again! Faster! Ohhhhh, ahhhhh! Harder!"
It was as if her young student couldn't get enough action out of her hot, vibrating body. With his chest continuing to brush across her breasts, and her finger gliding up his tight, quivering anus, while his throbbing penis drove savagely up her vagina, it was as if she couldn't get enough action.
"Tongue-fuck me," she begged him, opening her mouth, as his mouth closed in on hers, and his tongue flicked against her tongue in an ever-increasing pace.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, that's it!" he panted, as he came to climax, and the hot plunger exploded in her twisting, gyrating vagina.
"Ahhh, ohhhh. Again!" he cried, as he kept shooting his load off inside her. She felt bathed in the warm glow of his sperm, and her head rolled back and forth on the pillow. m
"Keep it up, Teach, keep it moving," he whimpered, as if he couldn't get enough of her cunt action.
At last, it was over, and he lay there on top of her, not wanting to move. Even his weight didn't bother her now. She liked the feeling of his body upon her, and she slowly eased her finger out of his anus, and let her hands gently massage his firm, round, young buttocks.
"I knew it would be like fourth-of-July with you," he smiled, "You've got a real hot body, and I knew you'd be a wild fuck."
"I-I really shouldn't have let you screw me," she smiled up at him.
"I'm a man," he said knowingly, "And a man has to have some action now and then. This is better for me than the hand-jobs."
"Yes, it is," she said, kissing the side of his face softly, and then he began kissing her, pepping her face with teasing little kisses, as if he couldn't express his appreciation quite enough.
"You're beautiful," she smiled, "But I must be going."
"Promise me, one thing," he begged, "Promise me, we can make it again."
"I'll try," she said earnestly, "But I do have a boyfriend, you know."
"I'm sure you do," he nodded, "A woman as sexy as you would have a lot of boyfriends."
For a moment what he said hit her hard. She wondered if he might know about Jerry Winters and his brother. She tried to pass it off, not wanting to betray her feelings for one moment.
And then she noticed he was still hard.
"What on earth are we going to do about you?" she teased, reaching for his rod, gripping it, and then stroking it suddenly.
"I don't know," he smiled, "but I've got some wild ideas."
"Would you like it if I let you put your wild ideas into practice?"
"Would I ever," the young Mexican boy enthused, as he started massaging his penis, he was that excited.
"I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck somebody up the asshole," he smiled, almost embarrassed to reveal his secret sexual desire.
"Oh, Manuel," she giggled, "Most men do like to try a few variations. If you think you'd enjoy giving it to me from behind, I'm game."
"How do you do it?"
"You know how," she laughed, "I get on all fours dog-style, and you grease your dick with vaseline, and drive it up there."
"Alright," he smiled, his throbbing penis jutting out before him, as he headed for the bathroom to hunt for some vaseline. He found the small bottle and brought it back to the bedroom with him, and massaged it all around the head of his penis.
"Put some around my asshole," she urged him. Manuel felt a bit strange dipping his finger into the vaseline jar, and then putting some on the head of his penis, and now running his greasy finger around his teacher's anus. Nevertheless, he realized he had to do it if he was going to satisfy her because he realized she didn't want to have it hurt too much. When he'd finished, he mounted her, grasping her round buttocks, and prying them apart slowly.
"That's a big one you've got," she reminded him, "so take it easy!"
"I'm going slow, Teach," he smiled, as he watched himself sliding between her buttocks.
Finally, he got it right to the tight anal ring, and it wouldn't move any further.
"I-I guess I'm going to have to shove it," he told her, not knowing how to do it with the least possible pain.
"Alright, if you can't ease it in, shove it!" She bit her lip, knowing that any moment the pain would be flashing through her, as his penis plunged inside her. Finally, he drove it up there with full force, and she cried out in pain, "Oh, god, that hurts!"
Manuel suddenly discovered, he enjoyed hearing her cry of pain, and he enjoyed driving his penis up her like this. And finding this out, gave him new force to ram it up there faster.
"Oh, baby, I like your tight asshole," he told her frankly, "It really turns me on to give it to you from behind."
"Faster!" she cried, "Harder!"
Seeing how intensely, she enjoyed it too really excited him, and he drove it up there with new-found force. Bending over, he let his chest touch her back, and his hands instinctively found her breasts. With his full hands he massaged them, and then his fingertips pinched the nipples.
"Ann, ohhh, yes, yes," she begged, as she felt him sliding smoothly in and out of her now. "You like it, huh."
"Yes, faster!"
He drove himself faster inside her, enjoying it when her anal muscles gripped his sliding tool.
"Fuck it, Teacher," he gasped, "Fuck it!"
Now he bore down on her, and hammered away.
"That's it, give it to me," she begged, "Ohhh, yes like that." She churned her buttocks around, and his penis went on stabbing her there. Then, she decided to twist. By sharply grinding to the right, she gave him new sensations, and then gyrating to the left, finishing with a good grind, she was driving Manuel out of his mind.
He pulled up, and let his hands play with her buttocks while he drove it to her.
"Watch in the mirror," she told him, and Manuel's dark brown, lustrous eyes glanced at the mirror. The sight he saw excited him intensely. He liked seeing his long, brown penis sliding smoothly in and out of her upturned blonde buttocks. He rammed it in to the hilt, and watched the balls bouncing on her buttocks.
"Fuck off," she urged him, eager to feel the hot spray of sperm that would flash out of his penis in another moment. "Give it to me, Manuel-fuck it!"
Manuel's manhood thrust inside her once more, and his hot cock exploded.
"Oh, grab it, milk it, squeeze it out," he begged her, as his shooting penis gave her the thrills she desired. Manuel kept thrusting, enjoying himself intensely.
"Oh, Teacher, you're too much," he sighed, "I never had it so good."
Finally, he was through, and the wild, hot fucking session was finished.
He pulled out of her, and went to the bathroom to wash himself off. When he came back, his penis hung limp between his legs. Miss Lee looked at it, and smiled, "At last!"
"I can get it up for one more time," he assured her.
"No, Manuel," she sighed, "I've given you enough loving-but you can do something I'd like-"
"What's your sex hang-up."
"I like to be licked, and sucked all over," she smiled.
"Sounds like an easy assignment, Teach," he grinned, as he got on the bed and lay beside her. "Matter of fact, I'll start right now." He began licking her lips, using his mouth as a suction cup, while his hand brushed against her breasts. While he did this, she reached for his flaccid penis, and she began feeling of it, trying to bring it back to life.
Manuel moved from her face to her breasts, and he brushed the side of his face against them, as he turned his head from side to side, always smiling up at her.
"You're beautiful," she whispered, as her hands roamed through his hair. Then, he let his tongue sweep across her large breasts, and when he brought his teeth down on the erect nipple, she knew he was indeed a hot-blooded Latin-lover.
"I like that," she moaned, in delight, her body twisting in spasms of sensual delight. "Do me some more."
Manuel tried another sucking technique, she also enjoyed. By letting his mouth hang open, he sucked in her breast, and then he continued sucking on it like a hungry baby. This had
Susan Lee so excited, she was clawing at his back.
As her clawing became more intense, and he realized his back was starting to become streaked with blood, he stopped her short, "Hey beautiful," he asked her, "You know what you're doing?"
Susan Lee's eyes turned toward the mirror, and there she saw the sight of blood on his back where she'd scratched him in her sexual frenzy.
Then, she started to cry, "Oh, Manuel, I didn't mean to hurt you-honest I didn't."
"Don't cry, Teach," he pleaded, "I know you didn't-you just got so turned on."
"Let me lick the blood off your back, baby-"
"No, you don't have to do that."
"I want to, Manuel. Please let me."
When Manuel recognized how intensely, she desired this kind of sexual experience, he turned over, and lay on his stomach. She let her breasts fall on his back, as she clutched at him, and it gave her a wonderful feeling to let her tongue lick Manuel's dark red blood.
Finally, his back was clean, and her breasts were pushing on his buttocks.
"That's a real nice sensation," he turned to tell her as he watched her huge breasts crushing against his firm, round behind.
"You like it too?" she smiled. He nodded. "Well, if you don't mind I'll do my thing here for a minute or two like I want you to do me."
She massaged his prostate, and started licking all around behind his testicles, and then her tongue slid between his buttocks, and soon she was stiffening her tongue and stabbing it up his hot, tight asshole.
"Ohhh, that's beautiful," he groaned, twisting his buttocks about as the delightful sensations excited him no end. She got him to a fever pitch of excitement, and then she took her tongue out, and told him, "Now, that's like I want you to do me."
She turned over on her back, and raised her legs high in the air, slipping a pillow quickly under herself. Manuel got the point of what she expected, and he brought his face down in her genitals, and went to work. His tongue began to lick all around her quivering, tight anus. For some reason, he didn't drive it up there, and so she told him, "Manuel, lover-the way to do it is to stiffen your tongue and jab it up there."
Manuel listened, and he stiffened his tongue and with a sudden thrust let it slide smoothly up her.
"Oh, yes, fuck it," she begged, and he suddenly realized that his stiffened tongue had become like a small, thrusting penis. He tongue-fucked her like this for a few seconds, and he opened his eyes to examine her genitals. He was eager to see what her vagina looked like close-up, and his tongue-fucking action gave him this opportunity. The curly, golden hair of her moist triangle stimulated him so much, he tore his tongue out of her hot asshole, and began sliding it along her slit. Miss Lee's body became so excited she quivered, and begged him to give her what she wanted so badly.
"Oh, lover," she groaned, as she twisted about on the bed, "Eat me-lick me!"
Instinctively, Manuel knew exactly what to do. He let his tongue jab inside her, and he probed the walls of her vagina. This made Susan start to come. He tasted her, and got so stimulated, he reached up to pinch her erect nipples. Miss Lee felt she should guide him now, "Baby, keep your tongue flicking back and forth on my clit."
Manuel let his tongue lick quickly back and forth, back and forth on her there.
"Faster," she begged, as her arms reached out and her head rolled from side to side, as she looked up, totally turned-on with her young student's tongue movements.
But, such a pitch of passion can never last for long. How she wished that this fabulous moment could last, but try as she would, it had to zip by and she knew it.
"Oh, baby, do me, do me," she urged, and he pressed his entire mouth over her snatch, and sucked as she juiced.
"Eat it, eat my pussy," she begged him excitedly, as her love juices came rushing into Manuel's mouth, and his hands continued playing with her breasts.
After he'd finished sucking her, he pulled off and licked his lips appreciatively. Then, he smiled up at her, and asked eagerly, "How was I?"
"Manuel, you did a great job! I wouldn't mind getting in your bed anytime."
"You really mean it, Teach?" he asked her eagerly.
"Yes, of course, I do," she smiled at him, and he left her genitals, and came up and started kissing her again.
"You still hard?" she laughed.
"Yes, I am," he said, "and I don't know what to do about it."
"Well, baby, you've fucked my cunt, given it to me from behind, and let me suck you off, and then you ate me, so what's left?"
"I can think of one thing we haven't done," he smiled.
"What on earth is it?"
"Well, I overheard my Dad one night when he had this cheap pickup one Saturday night, and he fucked her in the armpits."
"Fucked her armpits?"
"Sure, it's a real groovy way to make it, haven't you ever heard of anybody doing it like that?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to admit I haven't," she said quietly, "But if you will tell me how it's done, I'll try it."
"It takes a little practice, I suppose, but this slut knew just how to do it for Dad. You see, she moved her arm back and forth real fast, while he was fucking her armpit."
"I'll try it. You get your cock up here, and I'll move my armpits anyway you like, okay?"
"Okay," Manuel smiled, as he straddled her at this unusual angle. He couldn't begin to get all of his cock up her small armpit, but he could get enough of it up there to produce a super sensation.
"Now, move your armpits, Teach," he begged her as he got the hang of it.
"like that?"
"Yes," he replied, "Faster!"
The teacher moved her armpit faster, and faster, trying to accommodate her student, and keep him excited.
"Play with my nuts," he smiled down at her. Her hand reached down and she massaged his testicles while he drove it up her.
"Ohhh, that's nice," he panted, as he pushed the head of his penis in and out of her armpit.
"Fuck me," she giggled, "Fuck my armpit, fucker, fuck it good!"
If there was one thing, Manuel liked about Miss Lee, it was her complete candor when she was engaged in the act. She liked to try everything, and she did it all so well, he realized it was something else to give her his fucks.
"Oh, now, now, I'm coming," he panted, and the penis exploded in her armpit, as she continued moving it up and down, up and down, accommodating him the best she knew how.
She held his ball sack while he shot his rocks off. Then, she let it hang and she opened her arm. He pulled out, and lay beside her a brief moment.
Kissing her gently on the forehead, he said, "Thanks, Teach-I needed this fucking more than you'll ever know."
"That's alright," she said, "I guess we all need to fuck up a storm now and then."
"Did I satisfy you?"
"Yes," she smiled gently up at him.
Then, he got off the bed and went into the bathroom and took a shower. She followed him a moment later, and when he was through, she got in the shower herself. After it was over, she dressed, and looked at the clock.
"Oh, it's one o'clock," she said, "I'd better split." She looked at him one tense moment, and said simply, "For god's sake, Manuel, don't tell anybody what we've just done tonight."
Coming over to her, he looked at her earnestly, and whispered, "I'd never tell anybody-it was beautiful-and what we did is just between you and me. I don't give a damn about anybody else and what they think. All I know is what I feel, and I knew I had to get my rocks off tonight when I saw you standing at my door."
"I felt the same thing when I saw you," she said sincerely, "I guess I'm just oversexed. I shouldn't be a teacher at all. I should resign."
"Oh, don't say that," Manuel said, his forehead wrinkling, "I don't want you to think because we balled tonight, you've got to give up your teaching-"
"It isn't just that," she said, turning toward the door, "but I don't think I'm cut out for this kind of work."
"What do you think I should do?"
"I could name one thing, but it wouldn't be nice," he smiled.
"Goodnight, Manuel," she smiled, and then she turned and walked out the door. Getting in her car, she noticed there was a full moon in the sky. She turned on the car radio and listened to the "Mame" and she snapped her fingers as she listened to the music.
"You're a damned fool," she said aloud, "You can't get by with this forever."
Then, she turned the music up louder to drown out the sound of her own thoughts, which troubled her now.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When she got home, she went to bed and got a good nights sleep, and the next morning she felt alive and happy again, and tried to shove aside any disturbing thoughts. But one thought wouldn't leave her-what if the Principal caught on to what she was doing. This thought continued to haunt her as she fixed her blender breakfast, and headed for school. Yet, when she came to school there wasn't a sign of anything wrong. Even Miss Worthington didn't notice her walk in, and the Principal was in his office.
"Good morning, Miss Lee," students greeted her as she went to her classroom door and opened it. And nothing seemed to bother her until her free period when she began reading the stories of her students.
Lenora Ferguson had done quite a bit of writing, and as she read what she had to say, she flipped out: "I suppose it all began when I used to attend those pajama parties for kids.
Mom and Dad didn't object because it was just girls, but little did he know what went on. Instead of wearing pajamas, we would go bare naked. You see we always made it a point to tell the parents not to bother us in the bedroom, and once when the parents were gone, we girls tried having sex with each other. We learned we could have a ball eating pussy, and understood why the boys like to go down on us. But, it wasn't long before we widened our little pajama party get-togethers to free-for-alls where boys could come to, and get their rocks off. It was here I really learned about sex."
She put the paper aside and picked up the paper Bill Harper had written. Bill began by saying, "I don't think there is anything wrong with kids having their sex kicks. After all, a boy can have just as much sex-power as an eighteen year old and sometimes more. It isn't right to fasten an age onto sexual maturity, when Mother Nature has made each boy and each girl ripe for sex at a different age. For example, I was ready to get my rocks off at fifteen-and did.
I was living at my aunt's place, and she was one gorgeous piece of ass, much too much for my Uncle Harry to handle. When he was gone on a business trip for a week I decided it was time to try my luck and getting a piece of ass of her.
The problem was I didn't have any idea how to go about it. But, finally one Saturday night when I'd been jerking on it, and almost there, I decided that the thing to do was to face it-go in and stand there bare ass naked with my dong standing right up and asking for it, so I did just that.
But, she was sound asleep, so I couldn't surprise her that way. The only sensible thing I figured was to surprise her and slip in bed with her so that was what I did. I threw the covers back, and slid in bed with her, and pressed my prick against her. She didn't put up any big objection, and to my great surprise, she started kissing me all over like I never been kissed before. And then she reaches down there, and feels of it. It didn't take that hot cunt long until she was down there between my legs herself. She pulled my prick into her mouth and started sucking on it. This drove me out of my mind. I'd never had anybody give me a blow-job before, and to feel her hot mouth sliding back and forth on my dirty old prick, drove me crazy. I told her right out, 'Suck it, honey-suck it off!'
'That's it,' I panted as I pushed it to her. It touched the back of her throat, and then I drove it down her throat. I was surprised at myself for the way I was going to town on my first piece.
'Suck me, suck me,' I begged her, and she did alright. She hung on my thighs like I never knew a woman could. And she got me so hot, I couldiTt take much of that fucking around. And then, I drove it down her throat and my hot cum exploded while I was throat fucking her.
But, when she finished sucking on my joint, I couldn't get it to go down like it usually did when I finished jerking off. But, she didn't care one iota, ndt her. She was a hot-blooded honey, and when I rolled over on my back, she got on top. I didn't have to do a thing. She slid down on my dong, and wiggled her ass around in a hurry. Then, I caught on how they do it. Reaching up, I played with her titties, and pinched the nipples. We were really riding the old pole, and I couldn't hang on long. I got my gun off, and she squeezed my juicy dick in her hot cunt.
When her husband came back, of course I had to find me some other outlet. Next door there was this hot cunt stripper who lived by herself, and I decided to keep her company one night when she got off work about three in the morning. My aunt and uncle were gone, so I slipped out of the house, and went around to the backyard, and pried a screen off, and got in a window. I waited in the dark for her, and she got the shock of her life when I jumped up bare butt naked and tells her I'm going to tear off a piece.
She was angry at first, but when she saw how well hung I was and recognized I was the next door neighbor kid, she smiled, '"Damned if you ain't a man already," she chuckled, and slipped out of her clothes. When I got a load of the pair of the knockers, she had on her, I knew why she was working at the 'Sometime House' bar as a stripper. She had a wild wiggle, and I followed it over to her bed, where she got on and spread those legs for me. She began massaging herself down at her vagina, and I got so excited I went down there and began licking all around her cunt. Soon, she didn't have to tell me a damned thing. Mom Nature took over, and I drove my hot tongue up her hole, and fucked her with it.
Don't think she didn't like it too. She was so wild about the way I ate her cunt out, she suggested we try a sixty-nine. And so I moved around so she could let me feed her my cock, and at the same time I could suck her juicy pussy. It was a beautiful arrangement. The double action really stimulated me.
'Suck on it,' I cried out passionately as the thrills raced up and down my spine. 'Ohhh, yes, that's it, suck on my cunt-suck it,' I begged her. And how she sucked. She'd take the whole joy stick in her mouth, and then slide way off it, and just keep her mouth on the head like a suction cup. It was tremendous to watch her while I ate her at the same time. We both enjoyed sex, and I had an idea she was a hustler, as well as being a stripper. The way, she grabbed the cock, and the know-how she had when she massaged my nuts, and played around with my ass clued me in.
And I liked the way she knew how to suck on my joint. She had a kind of sucking style that my aunt didn't know anything about. By letting her lower lip drag over the head of my cock, she made it feel fantastic. I wanted to drive it down her throat, as she'd gotten me so hot I had to throat-fuck her, and finish it off.
At the same time, I was turning-on with her pussy. When I'd jab my tongue around inside her, and make little flicking motions against her clit, she'd wiggle around like she was going out of her gourd. And I'd let my tongue lick the walls of her vagina.
We developed a rhythm all our own, and soon we were about out of our minds like two sex-maniacs.
And then it happened! I will never forget it. We made it together on target. I loved her for loving me like this. It was beautiful.
As I sucked her cunt juices, she gobbled my prick. We hung-on like this for about five minutes, neither of us wanting to release the other, we were enjoying it that much."
Miss Lee put the paper down. She looked out the window, at the turning leaves starting to fall off the trees that shaded and protected the old brick schoolhouse.
And a sadness surged inside her. Can't kids be just kids anymore? This question haunted her. Had movies, teevee, books turned them into a sex-obsessed bunch of young people? If all they could do was think about fucking, where would it end?
It was time for the Drama periods now, and she took the papers and locked them up in her file cabinet, not wanting them to be seen by just anyone. She determined to speak to both Lenora Ferguson and Bill Harper about what they'd disclosed to her in their English papers.
Then she picked up a few copies of her script for "A Roman Scandal" as the bell rang. The Romans had nothing on us she smiled, as she thought about the obvious display of youthful sex decadence. And then it hit her with sharp impact. Perhaps she too was a part of this decadence. Maybe she shouldn't be carrying on like this at all.
As she stepped into the auditorium, she noticed the students were going to their appointed dressing rooms and posing no problem whatsoever. She was glad that they were doing what she wanted them to without any big fuss. And then she went through the two hour rehearsal. After it was all over, one student remained, "I want to talk to you, Teach," he said, "My brother can't make it Saturday night-but I can.
"Oh, that's too bad," Susan Lee smiled, "I'd arranged for a girl friend of mine to join us."
"That's alright with me," Jerry smiled, "Is she as good looking as you are?"
"Almost, but not quite," she said, "That is a very bad question to pose to another female. Underneath, we're all feline and claw!"
"Alright, then I'll see you two beauties Saturday night," he smiled, and then he turned around and was gone. But, before she could get out of the auditorium, Miss Worthington stepped in.
"The Principal and I want to see you," she announced.
"When."
"Right away."
"Where?"
"In the Principal's office."
A shiver of fear ran down her spine as she headed for the Principal's office. She didn't know what on earth he wanted to see her about, and it bothered her thinking it could well be someone had talked. Could it be Jerry? Could it be his brother? Oh, dear god, she thought--maybe it's Manuel! But, why on earth would they talk? Wouldn't they have a lot to lose if she quit having sex with them.
All these thoughts and many thoughts like them raced through her mind causing her no little upset.
But, she decided there was only one way to face the problem. That simply was head-on. So, she decided she would swallow hard, keep a stiff upper lip, and remain cool, and remote. Let them try to prove it, she thought. It's my word against theirs, and I'll defy them to make me quit teaching. They'll have to prepare for a nice court battle. I'm not giving up, she thought. Not quite yet. As she stepped into the Principal's office, she noticed Miss Worthington was standing behind his desk, looking down at a note pad where she'd made a lot of notes. No doubt she was the fly in the ointment; the Mata Hari of Le Grady High.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked crisply.
"Yes, sit down," the Principal said, no smile coming to his face at all.
She sat down, and looked at him with clear blue eyes, doing her best to maintain her innocent pose. She was fighting for her survival, and she knew it all too well.
"Hi," she spoke to Miss Worthington, as Miss Worthington shot her a cold glance and didn't answer.
"Miss Lee," the Principal began, as Miss Worthington came out from behind his desk and sat down in a chair, "Miss Lee, I wish you'd understand it gives me great pain to ever find it necessary to have a talk like this with a teacher-"
"I'm sure it does," Miss Lee smirked.
"Well, it's been called to my attention that there have been some regularities in your classroom."
"Irregularities?"
"Yes," he nodded, "For one thing you assigned a paper on sex-did you not?"
"Well, yes, and no," Miss Lee hedged.
It was then, Miss Worthington joined in with her rejoinder, "My dear, you can't have it both ways-you either did or did not assign the students in your first period English class to write on their sexual experiences."
"It happened like this."
"I don't have time for needless gory details," the Principal grimaced.
"Well, if you want it that way-yes, what was so wrong about that?"
"Plenty," Miss Worthington assured her with the arched eyebrow indicating she meant business.
"Sex is always a problem in a high school," the Principal explained, "These children are hot-blooded and they're eager to use their bodies as they see fit. We can't allow them this. If we did, the boys would probably be having intercourse with most of the girls-only a few fat ones would be left out."
Miss Lee took this opportunity to give a glance at Miss Worthington's direction, as if to say, baby-you've never had anything to worry about in the rape department, have you?
And then the Principal informed her, "We found it necessary to go up to your classroom, and use our office key to open your file cabinet-"
"What?" Miss Lee gasped, changing color quickly, and Miss Worthington seized this opportunity to lash back.
"My dear, we do this whenever we suspicion a teacher is betraying her noble trust-"
"Yes that's right, if we think some teacher has, shall we say-gotten out of line-we find it necessary to help her get back in step, so to speak."
"I get you," Miss Lee replied coldly, "Go on, Sherlock!"
"How dare you talk to our Principal like that?" Miss Worthington flared in anger, and looked at the Principal squarely to see if he'd stand for her obvious insolence.
"I know you're very upset about this, but don't get to uptight. I must warn you, Miss Lee. I have it in my power to fire you this instant--do you understand?"
"Sure, go on," she snapped casually. "So what's new?"
"These horrid, vile sex experiences of your two students, Lenora Ferguson and Bill Harper," he replied.
"I found them amusing," she said quickly.
"She would," Miss Worthington interjected.
"They're far from amusing. And I hope I can bring you back to reason real quick-like as I will be forced to fire you instantly if-"
As he said the word 'fire,' all the humiliation and embarrassment that could accompany such an act seared through her mind. It tortured her, to think of being thrown out of work because she hadn't listened to her own reason.
"I see you can calm down," the Principal said, bringing the weight of both elbows on his desk, as he looked her squarely in the eye.
"Yes, I can," she said quietly.
"She's just trying to save her own skin," Miss Worthington contributed.
"I'm going to have to make a report about this for the down town office," the Principal said, and then added, "I want you to tell your students you are sorry you made the assignment-"
This hit her in the pit of the stomach. If only he'd be human enough to let her explain how she got into the predicament in the first place it would be so easy to understand. But, the way he presented it, she was the complete culprit.
"All right," she assured him, "I'll tell them-"
"What?" Miss Worthington smiled without humor.
"I'll tell my first period English class I'm sorry I assigned them to write about their sexual experiences-is that legalistic enough for both of you?"
"Don't get testy with me, young lady," the Principal sputtered, "I'm being very tolerant, and compassionate and so is Miss Worthington."
Susan Lee nodded, and giving a side glance at Miss Worthington she observed the hypocritical look of goodness, and then she wanted to vomit, but there was no vomit bag provided for this shaky ride.
"Is that all?"
"Not quite," he said, "Your play, 'A Roman Scandal' is not the type of thing we have in mind for our Drama Department to present. Miss Worthington took it upon herself to read the entire play for us, and she warned us of possible consequences."
Now, the nosey do-gooder was ready to give her own views, and she delighted in revealing how she felt about the whole matter.
"Well, I don't think we need to go back to the most decadent period of history in man's past to find something for our young people. God knows we're crumbling quick enough without glorying in Rome's orgy-type existence."
"You see, we've thought it over, and we've picked another play."
"You have?"
"Yes, 'Alice in Wonderland' is a great thing for the kids to think of. It utilizes imagination, and is a powerful play. So, Miss Worthington and I have taken it upon ourselves to order some copies of it for your Drama Class."
"Thank you," Miss Lee said without feeling an ounce of gratitude. "As a matter-of-fact, I think you should have revived 'Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm', wouldn't that be more pure?"
"Don't get sarcastic," Miss Worthington told her in no uncertain terms. "And if you must know we did consider 'Rebecca of Sunny brook Farm' but felt perhaps many of Rebecca's farm scenes could be taken two ways."
-Oh, no-"
"Yes, Miss Lee," the Principal nodded, "you see, you don't vibrate like a teacher at all-"
"Vibrate? Is that a pre-requisite too?"
"In a way it is," he smiled, "You see we all have vibrations, and when we dwell on lower things, we vibrate in a low-key."
"And I vibrate sex-"
"When you wear skirts up to your navel, what woman wouldn't?" Miss Worthington asked in her finest syrupy tone.
"I'm dressing in the way the styles are-I'm sorry."
"So am I," the Principal said flatly, "Your dress has caused a lot of eyebrow raising."
"And so-"
"So, we're here to teach, and not titillate the hot young students," the Principal said, "It isn't one bit funny to throw on clothes that barely conceal the genitals, and expect them to act decent."
"Absolutely," Miss Worthington added, "If you dress indecently, your students will start to think indecently-and I'm afraid-"
"What are you trying to say?"
"Never mind," Miss Worthington smiled, as she shook her head, "Aren't you in enough trouble for today?"
"Are you trying to infer I'm having sex with my students?" Susan Lee cut loose, unable to hold back any longer.
The Principal seized on this opportunity immediately. "Are you?"
"Oh, dammit, no," she cried, and her body was wracked with sobs. But, her tears didn't bring any response from Miss Worthington, but a knowing nod, which the Principal picked up on instantly.
"Why are you crying, my dear?" she asked.
"You-both of you, I hate you, putting me on trial-for nothing-just because a girl wanted to write about herself and told her sex history-I have to suffer."
"You're not going to make us believe that for one minute," Miss Worthington said curtly, "It might do you good to make a clean breast of anything else you've got on your conscience." For a flash Miss Lee thought it might indeed feel marvelous to tell the awful truth about her torrid sexual encounters with her students. But, as she raised her head, and looked through tear-streaked eyes at the Principal and at Miss Worthington, she realized anew how intensely she disliked both of them and she vowed she'd never tell them a thing.
"Well-" the Principal said firmly, hoping he could get some information out of her.
"Is there something between you and Jerry Winters?" Miss Worthington asked softly, hoping to try a new ploy to obtain the information she must have to fire her for good.
"You're both out of your minds to talk to me like this," she finally said softly. "In the first place, I've been accused of things I can explain, and in the second place I'd never think of involving myself in an intimate manner with any student, at any time, at any place. Can you understand that?"
And then she noticed something. The Principal had been doing something in a drawer to the right of his desk. And when she heard the telltale sound of the tape recorder stopping, their eyes met. And she realized the entire grilling had been taped, no doubt for her teacher expellation trail at a later date.
"Can I go now?" she said angrily, realizing how wrong it, had been to weep, and practically tell them she was guilty. Her own conduct had become her own indictment.
"I think you can," the Principal smiled, completely satisfied with what he'd accomplished.
"Good day, Miss Lee," Miss Worthington smiled, and it was this damned smile she always had plastered on her hypocritical face that constantly drove her into a frenzy. Why didn't she try frowning for once?
Miss Lee didn't say another word. Instead, she got to her feet, and held her head regally, and moved away from them both in a stoic silence that bothered her no end to maintain, but maintain it she did. She put her key back in the teacher's box outside, and went out of the office, and down the hall. She brushed a tear aside, and went across the campus to her car. And there was Jerry Winters sitting on the front fender. Her heart sank, and she turned around to see if anyone was watching.
Her suspicion was rewarded with the sight of both the Principal and Miss Worthington standing on the front steps of the school, and looking directly at both of them.
"Oh, Jerry," she sighed, "You mustn't come here! You mustn't!"
"Why not?"
"I'm in bad trouble. Please call me in about an hour or so, will you?"
"Yes, yes, Teach-I'm sorry," he said sincerely, and his eyes clouded, as he caught the tears starting to roll down her cheeks.
CHAPTER TWELVE
She drove home quickly, and Jerry walked slowly off the school campus, but then he saw the Principal running after him.
"Jerry-Jerry," the Principal called to him. He wanted to ignore the voice, but didn't dare, for that could prove even more accusing.
"Yes," he turned casually, "What's up?"
"I want to talk to you in my office alone," he said, his breath coming short, as he'd run quite a distance to catch up with him.
But when Jerry joined him, and walked into his office, he quickly discovered he was far from alone. There was Miss Worthington sitting there, smiling.
"Jerry," the Principal said quickly, "I-I don't know how to ask you this-I mean, it's embarrassing for me too."
"What your Principal is trying to say is this," Miss Worthington said smoothly, "Jerry, have you ever been-shall we say 'intimate' with your Drama Teacher, Miss Lee?"
"Oh, god, no," Jerry answered instantly, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Well," Miss Worthington went on, "I was backstage when you and Miss Lee were locked in a dressing room together for some time."
Guilt and fear simultaneously flashed through Jerry's young mind. Now, he didn't know how to answer. Had she heard? Did she know for sure? How could he get out of this mix-up in the best way? But would they fire Miss Lee? Was that why she was crying? Had they already fired her?
"Miss Lee told us quite a few things," Miss Worthington assured him, a small smile of triumph and exultation flashing across her face, "If you'd tell us the truth, it could go easier for you-"
"What have I done? I haven't done anything!"
The Principal adjusted the tape recorder, so the microphone could easily pick up the sound from where Jerry was sitting.
"Now, Jerry, it's not your fault if-if it did happen. She's an adult, and you, young man are a minor and not responsible."
His mind going back and forth like a teeter-totter, Jerry didn't know what to say next. But to knock his teacher, he couldn't bring himself to do.
"We didn't do nothin', " he said evenly. The tape recorder picked it all up for later evaluation, and Miss Worthington applied her child psychology carefully, "Now, Jerry-I listened at the door."
"You didn't hear nothin', either, did you?"
"That's just it, Jerry. I didn't hear a sound, and that is what made me so suspicious I've been watching you two ever since."
"How long was it?" he demanded, curious to know how long she'd been listening.
"Long enough to know something was going on," she replied evasively, yet with the accusatory tone that made him tremble, on the brink of telling.
"We're here to help you, young man," the Principal nodded in a fatherly manner. "Did she touch you?"
"Touch me?" he gasped, "What are you both trying to do? Get her out of here? She's a real good teacher."
"Sure she is," Miss Worthington smiled, "but what were the two of you doing alone in that dressing room?"
"Reading the lines to ourselves," he said, "If you'd peeked through the keyhole that's all you would have seen."
"We're not trying to pressure you, young man," Miss Worthington went on, "only trying to get at the truth!"
"Yeah," he smirked.
"I guess that's all for now," the Principal nodded, "Only let me warn you-if we find out that there is something between you and that teacher, you may wish you'd confided a little more in us."
"Thanks," Jerry said quietly, and he got up and walked out. After he was gone, Miss Worthington looked at the Principal and nodded, "He knows plenty, but he's not talking."
"How can you tell?"
"Female intuition," she explained.
Then the two of them decided to discuss it further.
"Well, how do you propose we catch them?" the Principal asked anxiously.
"Much as I'd hate to have to spy on them, I'll volunteer," she said with a noble hand gesture, "as we can't have this kind of thing going on at Le Grady-that is, if we value our jobs at all. The downtown office mustn't get wind of such goings on or they'll think we're lax in our administration."
"You are so right," the Principal said glumly, "Being involved in education these days is a can of worms. You've got the dope problem, babies with special classes for pregnant girls, and then teachers who turn-on the students, and vice-versa."
"We must be very brave," Miss Worthington said, "and I assure you-we shall prevail-"
"I hope so," the Principal replied glumly.
That night about eight o'clock, Nora dropped by Miss Lee's apartment. She was wearing some blue hot pants, and her sweater served as an interesting showcase for her breasts.
"Hi," she smiled, when Susan opened the door.
"Oh, come in," Susan nodded, "I've been so worried all evening I forgot to phone you."
"About what?"
"Jerry Winters couldn't bring his brother along tonight, and so he."
"And so he what?"
"And so asked if he could come over alone, and I told him you wouldn't mind sharing him-"
"That sounds like a lot of fun. I'm crazy about sex with young cats. Now, how old is he?"
"He's seventeen," Miss Lee told her.
"That's a good age. They're real passionate at seventeen," Miss Lee laughed, "And so I am at twenty eight."
A moment later, there was another knock on the door, and Susan answered it.
"Come in," she smiled at her young student lover. Jerry Winters walked in, and when he saw the beautiful Nora did a double-take.
"Oh, Wow," he grinned good-naturedly, "Susan told me she was inviting her girl friend over, but she didn't tell me how gorgeous she was."
"Are you teaching your students flattery?" Nora giggled, "Oh, I'm so pleased to meet you, young man."
"Why don't we have a drink-oh, I forgot you shouldn't drink," she said, looking at Jerry.
"I drink all the time at home."
"But you shouldn't. You're just a kid."
"I'm a man," he smiled assuredly, and then he went over to the bar, and nodded, "To prove it, I can mix any drink you chicks want me to."
"Isn't he marvelous," Nora smiled at Susan, "He's handsome, and I'll bet he's well-hung."
"I've got enough action down there for both of you," he said confidently.
"Good," Susan replied, "Now, prove it."
After they'd told him what drinks they desired, and they'd stepped into the bedroom, they began automatically undressing. Nora's huge breasts instantly turned him on. His penis popped up, as he surveyed her body carefully.
"What do you do for a living?" he asked, as he studied her.
"Three guesses," she giggled.
"I only need one," he laughed, "And if I'm wrong you still could make a good living at it, because you, hot baby, are really cool."
"Hey, don't forget me," Susan cut in, as she threw back the bedspread on her king-sized bed, and prepared to turn back the covers to her blue sheets. Then, she lay on the bed, and massaged herself.-
Jerry hopped on the bed, and assured her, "Don't worry, I won't neglect you, lover."
As she reached down to grasp his penis, and play with it, Nora went to work. She stepped over to her large purse and got out her dildo.
"What's that?" Jerry demanded, when he saw the dildo being strapped on Nora's body.
"That's just her dildo," Susan Lee laughed, "Haven't you ever seen one before?"
"I've heard about them. Who hasn't? But this is the first time I've ever seen one."
When she had it completely strapped on, Nora walked toward the bed, and Jerry's eyes focused on it. Nora reached out a small tube of lubricant, and began lubricating the head of the plastic penis. She got behind Jerry Winter's buttocks, and greased his tight anal ring. Then, she thrust forward, and the giant-size plastic penis drove up his behind.
"Owwwweeeee!" he groaned in despair as he felt the dildo driving up his tight canal, but once she had it in, and was doing a good job, he didn't complain anymore at all.
"Doesn't that feel real good now, lover boy?" she smiled, as she went on giving him an ass-fuck.
"Yes, yes, I like that," he admitted, and now Susan was sucking smoothly on his penis. He reached down, and ran his fingers through her soft, blonde hair as she sucked on his long tool.
"Suck that cock," he cried out, "Suck it-you hear?" Susan liked it when a man dominated her, but what intrigued her now was seeing the virility of a young stud surface. It was all so fresh and excitingly wonderful.
"Ohhh, ahhh, do it, do it," he panted, as he pushed it to her, and at the same time, Nora told him how to increase the sensations.
"Grab it with your ass when I shove it up there," she guided him. "Now, you're doing it. That's it. Fuck away!" In and out, his penis thrust, as he continued giving her what she wanted. v
"Fuck-fuck-fuck it," he demanded.
With two women working on him at the same time, he decided he might as well eat some pussy, for Susan was obviously pressing her vagina into his face for this very purpose. His tongue whipped out, and he began lashing all around her there.
"Oh, yes," Susan told him, momentarily, letting his dong slide out of her mouth, "Suck it off-I like it, yes, yes, ahhh." By now, Jerry was what might be termed a very good pussy-eater. He'd developed his own distinct style. He drove it in and out, in and out, and the wild action continued.
"Fuck me, fuck me," he begged, and the girl with the dildo rammed in harder. "Right-on," he gasped in delight, as he felt his body glorying in new sensations. With his anal area being invaded with the dildo, his penis being sucked upon by his oversexed teacher, and his tongue thrusting up her vagina, he figured he had about as much action as any body could take even in the scandal-ridden times of. Rome.
The three of them made quite a sight as each one did his thing. Three hang-ups connecting smoothly, and this hot-blooded young student was obtaining sexual gratification he never before knew existed.
Susan sucked in firm, long strokes, as her hand massaged his weighty testicles. She enjoyed the sight of him from this angle. She liked to see his curly pubic hair which framed his penis, which zoomed out to alarming proportions when it was sucked upon. But what she liked most of all was the sweet juice inside the penis, and it was to this end that she continued her sucking action.
"Now, suck-suck that cock," he urged her on, as he neared his climax.
"Get your mouth back on my pussy," she told him anxiously, as she felt herself so turned on with his tongue she was almost there. And Nora who could come when the man enjoyed the dildo as much as she did, urged Jerry to grip her driving plastic penis with his ass muscles tightly and squeeze. As Jerry accommodated her, he found there were super sensations in this kind of sex action too.
Now, they were throbbing as one. The penis driving down Susan's throat, Jerry,'s tongue sliding up her vagina, and the dildo driving up his asshole.
But, such a pitch of passion could never last for long. Jerry came first. His huge penis exploded in her mouth, and Susan sucked its contents eagerly; thoroughly enjoying its creamy, thick substance.
And then, she gushed in Jerry's mouth. His tongue lashed the walls of her vagina as he sought to lick up the juices.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck me, suck me," she begged him, as the sensations built in her body.
With all this action, Nora got hers too. As she felt Jerry's buttock muscles tighten around her sliding plastic penis, she came too, sending a streak of pussy-juice against his wiggling ass.
Now the three of them were spent, and Jerry felt the dildo slip out, and Miss Lee remove her mouth from his penis, as he pulled his tongue out of her vagina.
"You've got a sweet snatch," he smiled at her, "I mean, you taste so good-"
The three of them went to the kitchen where Miss Lee had prepared a plate of cold cuts in advance. They went into the living room and sat down on the sofa and wing chair naked. When she poured more drinks, Jerry's tongue loosened, and he told her what had happened to him after school.
"You know Miss Lee," he began, "that nosey Principal and his sidekick, Miss Worthington tried to trap me into talking this afternoon."
"Oh, no," Nora said, "You mean they're suspicious."
"More than a little," Susan said sadly, "Go ahead, Jerry-tell me exactly what happened."
"Well, that bitch, Miss Worthington."
"Honey, you shouldn't call anybody a bitch!"
"Why not, Miss Lee?" Jerry demanded. "Because it doesn't fit her. She's not such a bad person, just sexually frustrated."
"Is that why she's always snooping around other people's business?"
"Yes, dear," Miss Lee nodded, "She needs to get fucked!"
"What does she look like?" Nora asked.
"You wouldn't like her," Miss Lee assured her.
"Do you do things with women too?" Jerry asked curiously. "That depends-"
"On, what, Nora?" he continued his line of questioning.
"On how she looks. Don't you pick fuck-mates that way?'"
"Well, yes."
"I'm the same way, honey, only I swing!"
"Have you two had sex together?" he asked, looking at Susan Lee strangely.
"Only once," Miss Lee assured him, "Just to try something different."
"What is it like?"
"Do you want to watch us?" Nora asked jokingly.
"I'd like nothing better," he assured them both.
"Why don't we entertain you while you pull your pecker? How does that grab you?"
"Alright," he agreed, 'Met's go back to the fuckroom." The three of them, marched naked back to the bedroom. Nora, put on her dildo, and Susan spread her legs.
Then, Nora straddled her, and adjusted the dildo to get good aim.
"Hang on, honey," she smiled, as she thrust herself forward. The immense dildo drove up her gash, and she wiggled around it.
"Oh, baby, fuck me," she begged Nora and reached down to grip Nora's firm, round ass-cheeks.
This got Jerry Winters so turned on, he reached down to grasp his mainstem and stroke himself.
"Faster, fuckers, faster," he panted, as he tried to keep pace with his hand while the girl gave her a hot dildo-driving screwing. Then, the idea seized him, there was Nora's sweet little ass going to waste.
He picked up the lubricant tube that she'd used on the dildo head, and massaged the head of his penis. Then, he got on the bed behind her, and drove himself between her eager ass cheeks.
"Yes, yes, I was hoping you'd do this," he begged her, "Drive it up there!"
The hot, driving penis slammed away, and he quickened his pace.
"Fuck me, fuck me," he begged as she reared back to allow him further penetration.
"Oh, yes, now-now, just like that. Ahhh, ohhh, fuck, fuck, fuck it off!"
The hot penis slid in and out, faster, and faster as her dildo drove up Susan's Lee's tight, twisting vagina. All three of them were enjoying the sex session enormously. Then, Nora got so hot, she had to kiss Susan full on the lips. Jerry watched this action in the mirror. He delighted in seeing the two women's huge breasts crushing against each other, and he enjoyed seeing the plastic prick driving up her hot gash.
"Why shouldn't two chicks turn on if they dig each other?" he said aloud.
"We're doing nice, thank you," Nora turned to smile at him, "and you're not doing bad yourself-fucker!"
Jerry got so excited, he kissed the side of her face, and reached out to play with her titties. She lifted but a short distance from Susan's big boobs, allowing him the chance to further excite himself through the added dimension of sexual stimulation, her knockers.
"Fuck it!" Jerry grunted, as he stabbed her asshole, and he was surprised how she could do things with his driving penis.
At last, he came, and the hot sperm gushed out of his joystick, "Ahhh, ohhh, fuck it, fuck-fuck-fuck!" he cried in his hot anxiety.
"Now, now-drive it up there!"
He kept shooting his juices, as the girls came at the same time. And then they all heard something.
"What was that?" Susan asked.
"I don't know-just the wind blowing a shutter, or somebody in the next apartment."
Before she could say another word, the bedroom door was flung open and the Principal holding a flash camera began shooting flash shots of the action.
"From another angle-over here," Miss Worthington cried triumphantly. "Get a shot of that awful girl doing it to her!"
"Don't call me 'awful girl', you goddam bitch," Nora screamed. Jerry Winters pulled his penis out of her buttocks, but not before the Principal managed to get another shot.
Seeing the end to everything she'd worked for flash before her, Susan went out of her mind. She ran for the kitchen, and seizing a butcher knife came charging into the bedroom. "Give me that camera," she cried, "Give it to me, or I'll kill you."
"Grab her, Jerry," the Principal cried in fear as he saw her wild eyes glaring at both him and Miss Worthington, "She's trying to kill us."
Jerry wrestled her to the floor, but not before she'd made a couple of slices on his body, and the blood had begun to flow.
"Oh, god," Nora cried, "I'm splitting!"
"No, you're not, you good for nothing lez tramp," the Principal told her, as he reached for her, and held her.
"Hold them, I'm phoning the police," Miss Worthington cried out, as she ran for the phone in the living room. A second later she came back into the bedroom, and out of breath, panted, "They're on their way."
"I'm glad," the Principal said, "They should all go to jail where they belong-"
"What about me?" Jerry demanded, "I didn't do nothin'! "
"You sure got my asshole sore," Nora complained.
"That's too bad," Miss Worthington winced, "but you know better than to be seducing a young boy-"
"I didn't know he was a young boy," she said innocently.
"Oh, yes, you did," Susan reminded, "don't try to get off-you're in this just as deep as I am."
It didn't take the authorities long to get there. Miss Lee and Nora were told to get dressed, and to remain calm or they'd have handcuffs put on them. Once Nora was released she rubbed her wrists to get the circulation back.
"You didn't have to grab me and hold on so tight," she complained, "What were you trying to do-get some kick out of being near a sexy, beautiful dancer."
"Dancer, my ass," the Principal snapped, "You're a slut hooker, you don't fool me none."
When they were gone, Jerry got dressed, and they took him down to Juvenile.
"Do you have to put me away?" he demanded.
"I'm afraid we do," the Principal said sadly, "You can't play with fire, Jerry and not get burned. I hope you've learned your lesson."
"I sure have," he said begrudgingly, "And I'm damned bitter about it all too."
When he got into Juvenile, they took his story.
"I suppose it all began," he told the interviewer, "when I got turned on with my teacher. You see she wasn't any ordinary teacher. She was really stacked, and when T got excited just looking at her one day I thought I'd put the make on her and-"
The tape went on and the story was told. But, meantime in another part of town, in a dreary jail cell, Susan Lee was having second thoughts about student molestation. Pacing back and forth, her mind raced, 'Oh, why? Why, oh why?' and she could never find the answer.
And then when Dennis heard about her whereabouts, he came to see her. Here was hope at last, she thought.
"Oh, Dennis, I feel so awful," she sobbed.
"I should think you would," he said angrily, "Pulling a thing like that on me. Why you just don't know what my friends say to me about you. I wish you'd never been born when I hear them talking."
"Is that what you came here to tell me?" she demanded. "Sure, I've done wrong. And I'm finally facing the truth about myself, about my life, but dear god, I didn't think this would be how you'd treat me."
"How do you expect me to act?"
"With some compassion," she said softly.
"Do you really deserve any?" Dennis demanded, looking at her coldly before he turned around and walked out.
A couple days later, Nora dropped by.
"Hi, honey," she smiled at Nora. Nora spoke to her kindly, "Baby, this is about as much my fault as yours. I'll post bail and get you out of this trap."
"Oh, Nora-I thank you, I thank you," she said quickly. A few hours later, Nora had indeed posted sufficient bail to obtain her release.
"I can't quit working," Nora said, "I've borrowed the money from Albert who owns the dive where I strip, and shake my ass and tits over customers beer-so if you want to come tonight you can catch my act."
"I'd love to," Nora told her eagerly. And that night, she went to watch her do her thing.
As she sipped her drink, a nice looking young man sidled up to her and pressed his legs against hers. It felt wonderful to be in the saddle again.
"Hi, honey," he smiled.
"Hi," she returned his greeting. When she looked into his eyes she was reminded for a tragic moment of Jerry Winters. And of all things, it was his brother.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Could ask you the same thing, honey-I thought they locked you up for what you did to my little brother-"
"Oh, don't put on that big holier than thou act for me," she snapped.
"I know, honey-but then I didn't know you and her were lovers."
"What are you talking about?"
"Baby, you putting me on," he shook his head, a knowing smile playing about the corner of his sinister lips, "It was splashed all over the paper about you and some dame in bed with my younger brother. Why do you think they pack the place to look at that chick's body? She's not that sensational, no, ma'am."
"Oh, god, you make me sick," Susan panted, and then she turned and when she saw the men looking at her, she felt like some kind of animal in a zoo. No doubt they were looking at her, and hated her for what she'd done to the young student.
"Evening, Teach," the bartender smiled, "want another scotch? Should give you drinks on the house-being as how you and her are the drawing cards here."
Susan couldn't stand it any longer. She took the glass, and threw it at the bartender, and it landed in the mirror behind the bar splintering into a thousand pieces.
"Go to hell," she told him defiantly, and then she ran out of the bar, and into the dark night street. Unheeding, and not caring, she raced out into the onrushing traffic. There was the sound of brakes squealing, and cars crashing into one another, but the most awful sound of all, was that of a human life being snuffed out, as Susan cried out in her death-throes, when her head hit the pavement, and the blood began to trickle down her face.
Nora knew what had happened. With only her pasties, and g-string on, she charged out into the street, and the crowd didn't pay any attention, for the center spotlight was now given to the girl who'd just died.
