Perhaps the most traumatic time for any human being, is during the years of high-school, when the bodily development is making the trip from childhood to adulthood. It is then, the frustrations take place. For one moment the young person is acting like the old self-the child, and the next moment, acting like the new self-the adult.
It is important for any teacher, dealing with numerous frustrations that this situation generates, to always be alert to one important fact-distance must be kept between teacher and student.
Sally Terry was a teacher who didn't keep her emotional distance. Instead, when a virile, young teenager made his sexual pitch, she obliged.
Discovering how completely wild sex with a good-looking well endowed student could be, she promptly proceeded to become intimately involved with other students. And, from here, her life as a teacher went to total turmoil.
Soon, she was being blackmailed into sex. As painful as it was for her, she refused to give up the thrills she discovered, having tasted forbidden sexual pleasures.
If anything, the forbidden factor, drove her into more sexual situations, for she felt compelled to carry on sexually. This, created countless problems for her, but she never was able to gather strength to solve her dilemma.
Finally, she was found out, and the price she had to pay for her bizarre sexual experience, was far higher than she'd originally calculated.
The fascination with forbidden sex, is a psychological phenomenon. Perhaps, it rests in man's pleasure from perversity. In any event, certain sex thrills, while compulsive, can be costly just the same.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sally Terry was becoming disgusted with her father. He didn't seem to understand why she wanted to be a teacher.
"Are you sure you want to be a teacher?" he asked her again.
She looked at him daggers, and then she said angrily, "Yes, damn it, I'm sure."
She paced the floor a moment and she thought about it. Why was it, everyone thought she would never make a teacher? Maybe, it was because she didn't have what it took, and she couldn't realize it. Perhaps, they were right, and maybe she was wrong. However, something within her, told her she could make a good teacher.
"Children nowadays are hard to handle," her father explained. "You're a beautiful girl, Sally, and I don't like the idea of you around all those horny young kids."
"High school kids aren't going to bother me," Sally smiled confidently. "I think I can handle them."
These words came rushing back to her mind, as she dealt with a problem student she had, whom she kept after class because of his disturbing class periods constantly.
"Fred," she said disgustedly, "can't you ever shape up?"
"I'm sorry, teach," the blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy smiled, flashing a toothy grin. He looked at her and licked his lips.
"What, are you doing that for?" she demanded.
"Cause you turn me on, teach."
"That's no way to talk to your teacher."
"You shouldn't be a teacher," he grinned. "You should be a body performer."
Now, Sally was becoming so angry she paced the floor.
"You can't talk to me like that," she spit-furiously. "You just can't."
"Well, I am," he smiled confidently.
Then Fred walked to the door and locked it.
"Don't lock that door."
Fred was rushing to the back door. Sally ran to the back door to try to get out. However, she was too late, and Fred's arms went around her, and he pressed his hard cock to her, as he gripped her tightly and kissed her.
"Oh, teach, you're too much," he said. "If I could just get my hands on those tits."
Quickly he slid his hands so he could grasp her breasts. As he played with her breasts, he became so excited he reached for his zipper and unzipped himself. Then, he pulled out his prick and begged her to let him fuck her.
"Fred, this is rape. You don't dare do it."
He paid no attention to what the teacher said, but held her tightly with his mouth once more crushing against her mouth. Then, he threw her mini-skirt up, and pulled her panties down, and stabbed her with his tool. As the hard cock drove into her, she suddenly felt pleasure. Instead of resisting him, she found herself giving in. She had had sex before, but never like this. It was wild and wonderful, and the idea that she was doing it with a young stud didn't repel her. Instead, she felt total excitement, and she could hardly wait for him to continue thumping it to her.
"Oh, teach," he panted, "what a beautiful body. Yes, teach, yes, you've really got it."
He was turning on with the teacher now, and thrusting it in and out fiercely. Somehow, his tempo excited her. The men she had had at college, had never been wild like this young boy. The hard cock drilled faster and faster, as he picked up the pace.
"Won't be long now, teach," he panted. "Just grab it for me."
As if hypnotized by the young hot-blooded student, the teacher gripped it tightly with her vagina muscles. Suddenly, the prick exploded.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, that's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I like. Keep it up, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, keep it up!"
Faster and faster the intercourse continued. The teacher was now nearing climax herself, and Fred could tell this. From the way that she was grinding her hips, he knew she wanted to make it, too. And, he wanted to give it to her, with all of his inches.
"You're enjoying that, aren't you?" he smiled confidently. Suddenly, she felt herself juicing.
"Oh, Fred, I'm cuming!" she whispered. Her lips fastened onto his. Now, Fred knew he had her made.
He kept driving into her, until she couldn't stand it any longer. Then he stopped.
"How did ya like it?" he said. "Am I as good, as those college studs you've been screwing with ? "
"Oh, Fred, pull it out of me. Stop!"
The young boy delighted in keeping her in this position. However, footsteps down the hall prompted him to quickly pull his pecker out of her. Then, she pulled up her panties, and pulled down her skirt. Fred flipped his penis back into his pants, zipping up rapidly. A knock was heard on the door, and panic seized the teacher.
"Open up!" a growling low voice said.
Suddenly, she opened. She was eager to erase any suspicion.
"You're supposed to leave these rooms open," an older man said. It was the janitor, and he was disgusted that he couldn't get in the classroom.
"I'm sorry," Sally smiled. "I was giving a student some homework, some after-school homework."
"I see," the janitor nodded. "But, dedication to duty shouldn't be so great that we can't clean the place up. I hope you don't mind."
She didn't mind at all. She didn't take long to gather up her things and get out of the classroom. Fred had gone some moments before. She walked out toward the parking lot alone. Then she saw a fellow teacher approaching her. It was Jeff, the history teacher.
"Good afternoon," he smiled at her.
"Good afternoon."
"Where do you go after school?" he grinned.
"Home," she said.
"I've got a better idea," he nodded.
"What?"
'"There's a nice little bar that I know not too far from here. And I find a little drink after a hard day's work makes life a lot easier."
"But, I don't drink," Sally objected.
"Well, it's about time you did," Jeff smiled pleasantly. "Sorry, count me out."
"Now, don't be difficult. You want to go. You know you do."
As Sally thought about all that she had been through with the student, she needed a drink and she knew it.
"Maybe, I should go."
She followed Jeff in her car to the small bar. She laughed as she saw the name of it. It was called The Orbit.
"Isn't that a fantastic name for a club?" Jeff grinned as they walked in.
"It certainly is."
She sat down inside of the bar and noticed how dark it was.
"Are all bars this dark?" she smiled.
"I think they are at this level."
"You mean they have a lot of different levels?"
"You'd better believe it," Jeff nodded. "Some bars are real imagine. Others are pretty crumby. This falls into the crumby category. But, I like it here."
"I can see why you do," she grinned, as she watched a girl flopping her breasts about, and turning to show off her body.
"I don't see why you dig a place like this. It gets you all stimulated, and then you don't have anything to go home to."
"But, you can find something at a place like this," he grinned. "You see that girl over there dressed in green, clothes fitting so tight that you can see the outline of the nipples?"
"Well, yes, how could you help but see that?"
"Well, I've balled with her," Jeff grinned. "She gives blow jobs in the parking lot."
"She looks like the green temptress to me," Sally said, shrugging. "She looks really cheap."
"Well, she isn't," he said. "Not for the garbage man who keeps her."
"A garbage man keeps her?" she asked, puzzled.
"Why, yes," Jeff laughed. "They say some big shot who owns a garbage company, finances her. And, when he's busy with work, she plays around."
"A real nympho."
"What'll you two have?" the bartender asked them.
"I'm taking scotch on the rocks," Jeff said. "What'll you have?"
"I don't know," she said.
"Try a Tom Collins," he suggested. "That's always good."
"Alright, a Tom Collins."
A moment or two later their drinks were served, and as she drank she loosened up. But, the problem of having sex with a student was haunting and tormenting her. By now, she figured Fred might be talking. That's all he would need to do to wreck everything, talk. That, would be it.
"You know, you're not with me," Jeff observed.
"You're a thousand miles away."
"Am I?" she said quietly.
"That's a fact," he said. "What's got you so uptight?"
"I don't know, I don't know."
"Yes, you know. But, you just don't care to tell me."
"That's true." She went on sipping, and he noticed her drink was gone.
"You're going to have another drink."
"Alright," she agreed.
A short time later the bartender brought her another Tom Collins, and he had another scotch on the rocks.
As they continued drinking, his eyes were diverted once more to the naked girl, flinging her breasts in front of a man's face.
"That's disgusting," she objected. "If he opened his mouth and thrust his tongue out, he could lick those tits."
"I guess you're right," Jeff observed. "That's just what he's doing."
"Hey, there. Hey, there. Stop that! You want to have them take my license away?" the bartender said, as he noticed the man slipping her a bill.
"Sorry, boss," the girl said. "I guess I got carried away."
"Well, they're gonna carry you away, and me with you, if you try that again," he said. "What kind of a show do you think we're running here?"
"A fuck show," the drunken man slurred. "That's not a nice thing to say." Jeff looked hotly at the good-looking teacher. "Sally, you want to screw me?" he asked bluntly.
"Well, you like to beat about the bush, don't you?"
"No, frankly, I don't."
"Not interested."
"Yes, you are," he said. "You are or you wouldn't have come here. I see no reason to make up games and play things on people. If you want to screw me, you want to screw me. If you don't want to, you don't want to. It's as simple as that."
Now, she was interested, and she thought she would find out what it would be like with him.
"HowTIid you think you could pick on me?"
"You know, I've got good vibes for that sort of thing. Oh, I don't score every time. But, I score enough times, to make it worth my while to keep trying."
"You're a good looking man, you Know that?"
"Yes, I do. That's why I've never gotten married. I find I can get just about what I want this way."
"Oh, you've got it made, haven't you?" she smiled smugly.
"You're trying to deride me, and I don't dig it." Roughly he shrugged and started to get up. "I'm sorry," Sally said quickly. "Don't go. I want one more drink."
"If you say so."
The bartender was watching the entire proceedings, and quickly raced in when he thought it was time for the kill.
"What'll it be?" he smiled jovially.
"Same."
After the third round they were ready to leave.
"You want to ball me, don't you? But, did it take you three drinks to bring you to the point where you could admit it?"
"I guess it did."
"Just so you want it now."
"Yes, Jeff, I want it now."
She looked at him and found him amazingly handsome. The liquor had dulled her senses, and her inhibitions were gone.
"Sally, you're a beautiful girl."
"You just say that to all the girls you want to ball."
"No, I don't, Sally. I keep that reserved for the specials. And, I consider you something very special."
"Why, thank you, Jeff. Of course, I don't believe a word of it. But, I love to hear you say it."
"Well, I've said it enough times so it should sound like a professional."
"It does," she smiled. "But, I still love it. Where do we want to go now ? Your place or mine ? "
"Your place," he smiled. "Why not?"
"Alright, if you want to go there. However, maybe I should change my mind before we get there. If I feel differently when I get there, I'll let you know."
"Look, dammit, Sally," Jeff said angrily, "don't you play games with me. You say you're gonna ball me. You better ball me."
She got the point, and knew she'd better not cross him.
As she went out of the bar, she gave a backward glance to look at the girl performing.
"Why don't you come back later and get her to do it?" Sally smiled smugly again.
"Knock it off, bitch," Jeff complained. "I've had her already."
"It figures," Sally shrugged.
She got into her cream-colored Mustang, and Jeff got into his Chev Caprice and followed.
She drove slowly as she knew she was still a little loaded. She didn't want to make it obvious that she was drunk. By going slowly she avoided detection. When she finally pulled up at her apartment house, she congratulated herself silently. She knew it was a miracle she ever made it. Getting out of the car on wobbly legs, she walked toward the apartment. It didn't take long for Jeff to park his car and follow.
"You alright?" he asked her. "You're sure walking funny."
"I told you, Jeff," she replied quietly, "I'm not used to drinking. I'm really not."
"Well, the liquor will loosen you up," he smiled radiantly.
She didn't like his getting such a charge out of being able to hold his liquor, better than she could.
They went into her apartment and Jeff immediately began undressing.
"You can't wait, can you, honey?" she said.
"Not when I'm as horny as I am tonight," he assured her.
She stood there and wondered if she wanted to go through with it.
"What are you standing there for?" he demanded.
"Oh, nothing," she said.
Now, he walked over toward her and began undressing her himself.
"Take those clothes off," he insisted, as he stood there naked except for his shorts.
She glanced down and saw his huge cock bulging at his shorts.
"How big is that thing?" she asked him.
"Nine inches," he smiled. "Now, baby, tell me about your tits. What size are they?"
"Do you want to guess?"
"They look like thirty-eights."
"You're too generous," she smiled. "Thirty-sevens."
"That's good enough for me," he grinned. As he unfastened her bra and let her breasts fall out, he licked his lips. "You like titties, don't you?"
"I like a naked woman," he smiled. "I like her bare naked. Completely nude."
She decided that she could slip out of her panties and display herself for him just as well as him doing all the work. As she slid out of her panties, and her vagina came into view, he dropped to his knees. He pulled her to him tightly and then, as he knelt, he began licking. His mesmerized eyes traveled up to where he saw her great breasts jutting out, almost obscuring her face. But, down there where he was, he began licking at the slit. Slowly he watched her hips begin to gyrate as she spread her legs. Then her hands went down and she began caressing her pubic hair. She decided to let a forefinger slide in and lubricate it up and down. As she let it glide the length of her cunt, she slowly began to spread her legs.
Now, his hot tongue lashed around. His fingers went there and he pried apart the pussy-lips. The pink moist flesh excited him. With small tongue-jabs he began licking all around there.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "is that ever fantastic!"
Now, he was really excited.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "what a pussy you've got."
Reaching around, his hands gripped her buttocks and his tongue flipped inside. Now, he licked' all around as she gyrated her hips.
"Oh, that's fantastic," she panted. "That's beautiful. Keep licking."
She loved the feel of his hot tongue lashing around. Grasping his head, she guided him.
He explored her moist cave, and he loved the smell of it. He loved to grip her ass-cheeks and play with them as he went to town.
The emotions that were going through her now were almost too much to bear.
"Ohh, I can't stand it. I can't stand it."
The pleasure was becoming almost too much.
"Ohh, baby, eat it, baby, eat it!" she panted. Moment by moment the thrills were growing greater, and she could hardly stand it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up. Keep it up, baby. More, baby, more!"
Now, he knew that she would be cuming soon. He could taste her starting to moisten.
Lapping, licking, lashing away, his tongue brought her there. In a scorching climax, she juiced in his face.
"Lick it, suck it, baby. Eat it, eat it!" she cried. He enjoyed every tongue-lash and devoured her juices greedily. When he pulled his tongue out of her, he gently kissed her pussy-lips. She looked at him as the emotions flashed through her body, the sexual ecstasy bringing her to the brink again.
Then, he stood up, and she felt the huge staff pressing against her.
"Baby," he smiled, "Let's go over to the bed and I'll teach you a few things about fucking."
She went over to the bed with him, and pulling back the bedspread and the sheets, she climbed into the bed. He got on the bed, too.
"You know, I like a tongue-bath," he smiled at her.
"A tongue-bath?" she asked him curiously.
"Yes, baby, I like to be licked all over. I like to have everything on my body sucked and licked."
"Alright," she agreed, "if that's what you want, I'll do it."
He was going to get everything sucked, and he decided she could begin on his toes.
The pleasure was increasing every moment. She enjoyed it immensely herself.
"Go fight down the line," he smiled. "Lick every toe. Don't forget the little one."
She sucked on each toe, finishing with the little one, which he especially enjoyed. Finishing one foot, she reached for the other foot and began sucking. As she sucked on the other foot, she enjoyed it immensely, too.
Now, she was really happy.
"Oh, baby," she said, "that's beautiful. Oh, yes, that's beautiful."
Keeping this up on both feet, she obtained great gratification. Then he told her to travel up his body.
"Lick along my calves, baby, and feel my inner thigh with your hand while you're doing it."
She licked his calves, and then reached up to stroke his inner thigh. Then, she got a load of the huge dick that was standing on end. Sure enough, it did look like a nine-inch pecker.
"Oh, baby," he smiled. "That's beautiful. Keep that up, baby. Yes, just like that."
Her hand moved back and forth, back and forth, and with the tips of her fingers she felt his testicles. He was really becoming excited now.
She kept this up, until his body was vibrating with passion and pleasure. Then, she moved over to the other calf and began licking it. Finally, when she had finished on both calves, he smiled at her and insisted, "Now, baby, lick my inner thighs."
She was working her way up to his genitals, she knew, and she wondered what he would ask her to lick on next.
As she licked one thigh, she stroked the other.
"Baby," he said, "you're a real artist at this."
The action continued, and finally when she finished with both thighs, she was right at his ass-cheeks.
"Next, honey, I want you to lick my ass for me."
She wanted to refuse. This she didn't care to do. However, this was precisely what he was demanding and insisting upon. Her hands gripped his ass-cheeks, and then she let her tongue slide all around there.
"Lick it, baby," he begged her. "Go ahead. Lick my ass-hole."
Closing her eyes, as she held his ass-cheeks in her hands, she managed to let her tongue lick around the quivering anus. This excited him enormously. He began wiggling and gasping. "Oh, baby, suck ass. Suck ass. That's what I want, Ohh, ahh, yes, honey, yes. Suck the ass."
Finally, she let the tongue slide up there, and in sharp thrusting movements, kept the ass-sucking going.
"Oh, honey," he grunted, "suck my ass out for me. Doesn't it taste good? It's fun, isn't it?"
To her amazement, he had made such a fuss about it, it did seem like fun. She knew it was dirty, she knew it was disgusting, but nevertheless she was going ahead and doing it.
"Ohh," he gasped. "Keep that up, baby, keep it up, baby. Lick my ass-hole. Lick it baby, lick it. That's what I love. Suck ass, suck ass, baby. Oh, keep it going, faster, baby, faster. More, baby, more!"
The passionate pleasure had built to a peak, and she could hardly stand it now. She was discovering that it indeed was fun to debase herself for this man, to give him everything he wanted. She was a willing sex slave, and she was not going to complain now.
"Ohh, baby, keep it up, keep it up, baby, keep it up!"
She kept it up as her tongue slid all around there.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's the way I like it. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, suck ass, suck ass, lick it, stiffen your tongue and stab it up there."
She took a tip from him and she stiffened her tongue and then she stabbed it mechanically up his ass-hole. She got it to reach as far up as she could, and her face was pressed right next to his buttocks. This, he loved. Total debasement. He had gotten her to do what he wanted, and he loved her for it.
"Oh, baby," he panted, as his ass wiggled around, "that's beautiful! Keep sucking my ass-hole, honey. I love this. I love you."
She liked those last words, even though she knew they were used without real feeling. It still sounded good to hear them.
"Suck ass," he panted. "Suck it, baby, suck it. That's it. Oh, yes, that's it. Farther, baby, stick it up there farther."
She kept her tongue jabbing in a piston precision movement, and kept going in there farther, farther.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. Oh, I love that."
Now, she used her hands to massage his ass-cheeks as she licked his ass-hole for him.
"Oh, baby, lick ass, lick that ass out. That's what I like, baby. Yes, lick my ass-hole. Keep licking, baby, keep licking!"
As she licked she noticed he was pulling on his prick. This excited her, as she watched the balls jiggling. Then, a sudden urge seized her to passionately pull on his pecker. Reaching up, she gripped his mainstem, and he released it to her hand grab. Then, she continued pulling.
"Ohh, that's beautiful," he panted. "Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I like. Oh, yes, keep playing with it."
Faster and faster the movements continued. She enjoyed every moment of it.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, lover. That's what I like. Keep it up."
The pleasure was too much and he was flipping out.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up. Keep it up, keep playing with me."
The passionate pleasure was too much.
"Ohhh, baby, I love it. I love it, baby, I love it."
She could not understand why he enjoyed this so much. She was pulling on his cock and rimming his ass-hole at the same time. In piston precision movements, her hand pulled at the same tempo that her tongue jabbed his tight anus. He loved the fact that she could do both of these skillfully, blending both areas of excitement into one startling pleasure.
"Pull my meat," he begged her. "Pull it, baby, but don't pull it off. I want it to shoot off in your mouth. I want to feed you sperm. Doesn't that sound good to you, baby? Sure it does, honey, you'd like to have some juice, wouldn't you?"
Suddenly, as if hypnotized by his words, she began desiring his cock juice. She had never sucked anyone off, and the whole idea repelled her previously. She had said what a disgusting thing it was for women or men to do such things, yet now she wanted it. And, she wanted it bad. She pulled on his pecker meat faster and faster, grasping it tightly.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, eagerly, "that's beautiful! Keep it up, honey. Keep it up, baby."
Then when the cock began spurting juice, she knew it was time to lick it. She started to pull her tongue out of his ass-hole, and deciding to lick his dick, he begged her first to suck on his balls.
"Suck my balls, baby," he smiled down at her. "That's it, baby, lick those juicy balls."
She licked each testicle slowly, and this excited him immensely.
"You've got technique," he informed her. "You know just how to do it. Slow and steady, like that. Oh, yes, baby, that's beautiful."
The pleasure now was building. Building to a passionate point.
"Ohh, baby, keep that up, baby. That's what I dig. Oh, yes, honey, lick it."
She became so eager to become closer to him that she opened her mouth and took each testicle in and sucked on it. He loved this, and then opening her mouth still wider, she took both balls in, and licked them gently. He loved this playful attitude of hers, and then licked the underside of the prick. Slowly she brought her mouth over the crown of the cock. Gently, she let her tongue slide along the slit. She got just a taste of his sperm. It tasted sweet and good to her.
"Oh, baby, wrap your mouth around my dick and suck it off."
His hands were down over her head now, and he was pushing her over his meat.
"Suck it, baby," he told her. "Suck it, baby. That's what I dig. Oh, yes, baby, eat my prick! Suck, baby, suck. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, suck it for me. Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep that up, keep it up, baby, that's what I dig. Lick it. Lick it, baby. Ohhh, yes, yes, baby, suck, suck, suck!"
Vigorously her mouth traveled up and down his rod. As she came down to the base of it, she played with the testicles, manipulating them playfully. She used her hand to part his ass-cheeks and slip a finger up there slowly. He loved it as her finger glided up the ass-hole, and her mouth traveled the length of the prick.
"Oh, suck it," he begged her. "Suck that prick! Keep sucking, baby, keep sucking. That's beautiful, that's what I want, baby. Suck it, suck that dick! Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, suck it, suck it, baby, suck it!"
The pleasure now had climaxed and he was ready to shoot his wad. Reaching down to hold her pinned to his pecker, he held her there while he unloaded.
"Suck that prick! Suck the juice out of it, baby. Keep sucking, keep sucking!"
She got a good load of sperm, and she delighted in the taste of it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby. That's what I like. Ohhh, yes, baby, yes!"
She loved the taste of the hot fluid that was flashing down her throat. She pulled back, so she could let it roam around in her mouth some more.
"Eat my prick, eat it, baby, that's it. Go after the juice!"
That was precisely what she was doing. Licking every drop of the juice out of his prick.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. That's what I like! Beautiful, keep it going, baby, keep it going!"
She was surprised how much juice there was in that prick, once it got shooting. She slowly slid her mouth off it, enjoying every lick.
"Oh, baby, that was beautiful," she smiled, as she pulled away. He was delighted that she could give him so much fun.
"Ohh, baby, what a beautiful time we had." Then she curled up beside him, and he wrapped his arms and legs around her.
"This is what I've been looking for," he smiled. "A dame who could take care of me. And, from the way you gave me that sucking all over, you can sure take care of me."
"Oh, Jeff," she sighed, "it's so much fun. I don't blame you for enjoying using what you've got. You've got some tremendous equipment there."
"You like my peter?" he chuckled. "I'm glad. So do I."
Now, his lips were on her again, and he was letting his tongue lick all around her lips as she slowly opened her mouth. When her mouth was open, the tongue slid in. The tongue wiggled back and forth.
Jeff was reaching down to grip her ass-cheeks with his hands, as he pulled her tighter to him.
"Honey," he smiled, "you've got a real cute ass on you."
His lips once more kissed her, and his hands continued feeling her behind. He was stroking her ass-cheeks, then kneading and massaging them. She loved the way he played about them.
CHAPTER TWO
Now, that he had the pitch for giving her an ass-fuck, he proceeded to tell her about it.
"You've got a real cute ass for fucking," Jeff smiled, as he patted her behind playfully.
"It'll hurt like the devil," she complained as she thought about it.
"No, it won't," he insisted. "Not the way I do it."
Now, that he was making such a big thing about getting an ass-fuck, she wondered when it would end. It seemed he wanted first one thing and then the other.
"Honey," he smiled, "you really know how to turn a man on. It's the way you walk, the way you wiggle your ass. It does something to a man."
She looked at him a long moment, and tried to understand what was going through his mind.
"A penny for your thoughts," she smiled.
"They're not worth a penny."
They looked at each other and laughed. Then he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her passionately as his hands reached down to grasp her ass-cheeks.
"Baby," he smiled, "won't you turn over and let me do it?"
She reached down to his long cock and played with it. As she let her fingers slide along the huge prick, she became more and more fascinated with the idea of him jabbing it up her.
"That is going to be a lot of fun," he smiled.
Then, she finally made up her mind she would go through with it.
"Alright, baby, if you want it so much, I'll let you do it."
His eyes were ablaze with excitement as he contemplated the unusual thrills of ass-fucking.
"Honey," he suggested, "why don't you try it different ways for me?"
He agreed to try the first way, with her on all fours.
"I don't like this position," she complained. "I don't like it one bit. It makes me feel like I'm a dog."
"Well, that's just why I do like it," he chuckled. "It's fun that way."
He slapped her behind, and then he began using some of the baby oil that she had handed him. Some of it dripped to the floor.
"Don't get that on the carpet," she complained, as he put his hand back to the nightstand.
"I'm sorry," he said, trying to take it easy now.
He slid his hand back and forth on his dick until it was smooth and slick, then he parted her ass-cheeks and slowly eased the head of his cock in place.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," she sighed excitedly.
Then she felt him pushing at the tight anal ring. At this point it bothered her.
"You're hurting me," she complained.
"This will only hurt for a little while," he assured her.
Then Jeff stabbed it in there. At first it was an awful pain, making her think that the prick would cut her in half. However, pleasure followed the pain as he slowly slid it in a pumping motion.
"Oh, Jeff, baby," she panted. "That feels so good."
"Well, Sally, don't think I'm not enjoying it, too," he said, as he bent over to grasp her breasts in his hands. With his hands playing with her breasts, and his cock driving up her ass-hole, he was enjoying the fuck immensely.
"Come on, Sally, twist your tail for me."
Sally ground her hips around, and enjoyed getting it up the ass-hole. At the same time, she wished that he would slide his hand down to her vagina.
"Hey, baby," she turned to tell him, 'why don't you play with my twat?"
His fingers slid inside and he manipulated it back and forth.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," she smiled. "I really enjoy that."
She did, too, for the double sensations that he was giving her, was producing marvelous reactions in her.
"Oh, baby," she begged, "keep it up, keep drilling it up there."
He kept his tool driving into her, and he enjoyed it more every moment.
"Oh, yes, baby, yes. Faster, faster!"
The hard pumping thrusts were driving her out of her mind.
"Fuck me, baby, fuck me, baby. Hurt me!"
He drove it into her now, oblivious to anything she was feeling, except his own passionate pleasure. His fingers continued playing with her vagina, slipping in and out.
"Oh, baby, fuck, baby, fuck! Keep it up, baby, keep it up, baby. Oh, yes, fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
The pleasure was increasing every moment, and she enjoyed it more every second.
"Oh, baby, yes, fuck, fuck, baby, fuck!"
Faster and faster the sensations were continuing through her body. She was enjoying every moment.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, baby, keep it up."
Now, he kept drilling it to her. The excitement she felt increased with every thrust. "Faster, baby, faster!"
Now, with the cock driving in there in hard fast movements, the pleasure increased. She wanted his hands to pinch her breasts. She loved it when his hands gripped them full, and then when he would use his fingertips to massage the erect nipples.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," she begged him on. "Oh, yes, use your fingers there. Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
The hard thrusting movements continued, and she enjoyed it more.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I want. Fuck me some more."
He continued doing it to her until his prick exploded. Ramming his dick in up to the hilt, he lurched forward and gripped her breasts. As he manipulated her breasts with his fingertips, he became more and more excited.
"Fuck it, damn it!" he gasped excitedly. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"
The action continued, as he let his ramrod drive in one more time.
"Ohh, baby," she panted, "you're killing me! I love it! Fuck it some more!"
Her insistence drove him into a frenzy. Furiously he fucked her up the ass-hole, in never-ending motion.
"Baby, you can take it, can't you, baby?"
She nodded, as she felt her body perspiring as he rammed it to her.
"Sock it to me, honey, sock it to me!" he begged her.
She thrust her ass back to meet his cock thrusts. The two of them were going to town. Now, he was really enjoying himself. Here was a wild woman who loved savage fucking as much as he did.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
The fucking was bringing them both to another climax and he loved it. Suddenly his cock exploded one more time.
"Baby," he gasped, "I made it! I made it!"
The wild fucking finished with a scorching climax. He was kissing her all around her neck and her ears.
Finally, he slid his tool out of her and flopped over exhausted.
"Honey," she smiled, "I'm ready to go now."
"I want a breather," he said quietly. She laid there for a long moment and looked at him. The pecker was limp now. She reached down and fondled it. She played with the testicles.
"Leave me alone, honey," he insisted.
"Don't you want me anymore?" she asked.
"Yes, baby, I do. But, give me a breather, huh?"
She gently stroked his body, relaxing him.
"You know, Jeff, you're a real stud."
"I know it, and sometimes I overdo it."
"Did you overdo it this time?"
"I'm afraid I did:" He looked at her and smiled. "You're a real turned-on teacher, you know that?"
"I guess I am."
"Some women like sex more than others."
"I'm afraid that's true."
He looked at her breasts, and an idea seized him.
"Honey, why don't you brush your breasts across my cheeks. I would love that very much."
She smiled and nodded. Then, she moved herself over so that she could sway her breasts over him. As she swayed her breasts over his face, he became excited with them. He reached out and gripping one breast, began sucking it.
"Suck my titties," she begged him. "Suck them, baby, suck them."
He sucked and she loved it.
"Oh, yes, that feels real good."
As the sucking continued, the excitement did, too.
"Oh, suck those," she insisted. "Suck those tits." The sucking action continued and the pleasure increased.
Now, he went from one tit to the other as he sucked. He cupped them with his hand? and held them there. Then he would let his mouth get close to them, his tongue reach out and lick them.
He loved the outline of her breasts. They were full and generous. The round red circle excited his imagination.
"Oh, suck me, Jeff," she panted. "Suck me all over."
When she said "all over", he knew she was ready to have her pussy eaten.
He moved his mouth off her breasts and smiled up at her.
"Honey, you want your pussy eaten?"
"Yes, yes, baby, I do."
She moved back, so she could straddle him with her legs and force her vagina up to his mouth. When her vagina lips were even with his lips, she reached down and let her fingers glide through his hair.
Now, she was intrigued and inspired. She let her hands guide his head as the tongue lashed away.
"Focus on the love button, baby," she suggested. "Yes, baby, that's what I like. Keep that up, keep it up. That's what I need."
The hot action continued, and suddenly she felt herself quivering to orgasm.
"Ohh, honey, I'm cuming, I'm cuming!" she cried. Suddenly, she gushed. He eagerly ate her, and he loved the taste of her.
"Suck it all out. Suck it, baby, suck it. That's what I need. Yes, baby, yes, suck me, suck me, baby, suck me!"
The excitement she felt at this point was remarkable. She had never known anything like it, and she wanted it to continue.
"Oh, baby," she gasped and groaned, "keep doing that. Yes, baby, yes, keep it up. Keep it up, baby, keep it going!"
The great pleasure that she received as the tongue lashed, was almost beyond belief.
"Ohhh, yes, baby, yes, keep doing it, keep doing it, baby. Keep doing it. Oh, that's what I want, baby. Yes, baby, yes. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, keep that going!"
As she moved away, she looked down at him playfully.
"Darling," she smiled, "you're really something, aren't you?"
He nodded, and whacked her ass good.
"I ought to see you more often. I have a lot of things that I could do with you, baby. An awful lot of things."
"Jeff," she asked, "when did you get so fascinated with sex?"
"Maybe it was when I was studying about history," he smiled.
"History?" she demanded curiously. "Yes, love, history. You know, the ancient people did an awful lot of fucking. They were wild, honey, and they liked to turn on with each other, and did."
"Well, from all I've heard, I've guessed they did."
"Honey," he explained, "you see, getting the same old screws, in the same old way, can become monotonous. And, history teaches us that people tried variations. For example, there were the Greeks. They tried everything. And, everybody enjoyed everybody. Men balling men, women balling women, and orgies where everybody was balling everybody. Then, came the Romans, and they were wild, too. They were fucking all the time, and maybe they were conquering half the nations they did, so they could screw them in more ways than one. But, their specialty was the Roman orgy. That was what I loved to study about. They had pictures that would curl your hair. I mean, they had every possible position known to man and beast."
"You mean you've seen pictures of them fucking with animals?"
"Oh, yes, and some of the carvings of their ancient statues, they have women screwing dogs women screwing horses. It's really something else."
"They were very cruel, too, weren't they?"
"Yes, they were. Unfortunately, I don't think much of those Roman spectacles they talk about. However, when they all got there in the arena of the Coliseum, they had a ball. There they were, killing people. They liked to line up beautiful women and shoot arrows through their hearts, or put the strongest men out to kill each other, or let people be thrown to animals. That was entertainment for them."
She thought about this for a moment, and then she looked at him and said, "Killing is killing, isn't it?"
"Yes, baby, what are you talking about?"
"Well, the favorite movie of last year was 'The Godfather', right?"
"Yes, it was. And, no doubt, the most popular movie this year will be 'Deep Throat'. "
"Violence and sex. I guess those are old stand-bys."
"Yes," Jeff nodded. "Sex and violence. Baby, I wonder if you'd like to try something."
"Well, what."
"A little experiment."
"Well, I don't know," she said quietly. "What kind of an experiment?"
"Well, I'd like to find out if you are a woman who gets turned on with pain."
"Oh, I know I'm not," she quickly assured him.
"Well, I was thinking, sometime I would like to find a woman who would enjoy doing wild things with me. There is a pleasure in pain, you know?"
She replied quietly, "I've heard about it. But, that's all I know about it, or care to know about it."
Sally had made her point, and she didn't care to get any more involved.
Now, Jeff understood that he couldn't get her this way.
"Honey," he said, "there's one thing that I really dig. It's having my balls licked. Will you lick them for me?"
"You really want it?"
"Yes, I do. Real bad."
Even though she wasn't anxious to do it for him, she agreed.
"Well, Jeff, spread your legs so I can get down there between them."
Jeff spread his legs quickly for her. Then, she got down there, and grasping his mainstem, began licking at his testicles. As she licked on his huge balls, she became more and more stimulated. Then, he asked her to pull on his cock at the same time.
"Pull my meat for me at the same time," he begged her.
She reached up and grasped his mainstem, and began pumping it as she continued licking his testicles. Slowly, opening her mouth, she let each ball slip in. Then, she let her tongue sweep around the testicles, and made sucking sounds. The sucking sounds coupled with her ball-suck did excite him aplenty.
"Suck me, baby, suck me."
He was glad that he had found someone who would suck him the way he liked it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, suck those balls, suck them!"
Now, she began pumping his meat faster. As she increased the tempo of her hand on his rock-hard cock, it quivered. The thrills were racing up and down Jeff's spine.
"Oh, baby, could you rim my ass-hole now?"
Easing each testicle out of her mouth, she let her tongue travel to his ass-hole. Then she slid the tongue up there in a sudden hard thrust.
"Stab it? he begged. "Stab that tongue."
Now, she got her tongue going in and out at a quick tempo.
"Faster, baby, faster!"
The thrills that flashed through her body at this point were driving her out of her mind.
"Oh, baby, keep that up, keep it up, baby. That's what I like! Oh, yes, love it, love it, baby!"
Quicker and quicker the tongue flashed up his tight anus. Now, she increased the pace of her pulling on his prick.
"Suck ass," he begged the teacher. "Suck my ass-hole out!"
Now, her hand was pumping methodically up and down his rod.
"Suck ass, pull that, pecker! That's it, baby, suck ass, pull that meat!"
The emotions were fantastic. She loved them. Every moment of them.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. Ohhh, that's beautiful!"
The pleasure was beginning to excite her, too. It was almost as if she had a cock, and could feel the sensations going through it. She identified that closely with Jeff as she went to town on him.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh, yes, baby, yes, keep it going, baby. That's what I dig, oh, yes. Suck me out, baby, suck me!"
She eagerly let her tongue jab up there as she pulled on his penis. The head was hardening, and ooze was starting to glisten on the crown of the cock.
Jeff realized he couldn't keep this going much longer. Yet, the pleasure was so delightful as her tongue slid up his ass-hole that he could hardly stand it.
"Ohhh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I dig! Keep sucking, keep sucking, baby, keep sucking!"
Now, the pleasure had built to a pitch where they could hardly stand it.
"Suck my prick off," Jeff grunted, "Oh, baby, cup your mouth on my cock."
Hastily she let her mouth travel up to the head of his dick and then he shoved it to her.
"Suck cock," he begged her. "Suck cock, baby, suck cock!"
The sensations now were really driving her wild.
"Ohhh, baby, suck that prick! Suck it for me, baby, suck it for me. Oh, yes, suck that cock. Suck it, baby, suck it!"
She enjoyed letting her mouth travel the length of the prick. Then, she used her fingers to play around the testicles.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up! Keep it up! That's it, beautiful, baby, beautiful!"
The pleasure they were deriving from sex with each other was almost too much.
"Ohh, baby, suck off, suck the juice out of it. Suck that prick! Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up. Keep it up. That's it, that's it, baby, ohh, yes, that's beautiful!"
The huge poker pecker suddenly juiced. A shot of sperm landed in her mouth, and she sucked it out.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, keep that up. Keep it up, baby. Ohhh, yes, suck that juicy dick. Suck it off!"
The pleasure that she derived from this, was almost too much. As she sucked the delicious sperm out of the head of the penis, she let her cheeks pull in.
Now, she swallowed it, and as she swallowed the sperm load, she felt her own body shaking and trembling with pleasure.
Slipping her mouth off Jeff's cock, she patted his ass.
"Honey, you're a real sweet fuck."
"Well, you sure know how to give a good head job," he congratulated her. "I'll give you credit."
"Well, thank you, darling," she smiled. "It's nice to be appreciated."
No doubt about it. They had appreciated each other immensely. And, he was delighted that he had found a teacher who could give him some sex. That meant he didn't have to stray very far, to get the action that he required.
She lay beside him and wrapped an arm around him.
"Jeff, did you ever think of getting married?"
"Yes, I have."
"Well, why don't you?"
"Because, I can't give up my freedom. It isn't that I don't love one chick. It's just that I love them all. I mean, every chick who has a willing pussy."
"You sound like the loyal type," she said acidly. "It's funny how men hate responsibilities. Oh, they love to play around. They love to get their cocks up the pussies. But, the thing they don't like is to have to pay the price."
"Now, baby," he said, "I'm not a cheapskate. It's just this. I feel that the important thing is for us to have fun. And, I don't mean just sex."
The two of them lay there a moment thinking. Then Jeff said something that shocked her.
"Sometimes, I worry about myself, because I get attracted to the beautiful young girls at school."
"Do you really, Jeff?" she asked. "Yes, I do," he whispered. "You could get into an awful lot of trouble, Jeff."
"I know it, Sally."
Now, Sally was thinking of her awn experiences. She was thinking of her own sexual relation with Fred. And, she was worried about herself-
"Jeff, could you tell me what happens to a teacher who gets involved with a student sexually?"
"Terrible things."
"Like what?"
"Well, they fire the person automatically."
"Is it worth that much to you, Jeff?" Jeff turned to her and looked knowingly into her eyes.
"Is it worth that much to you, Sally?"
Guilt flashed through Sally. She was sure that Jeff picked up on it.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know damn well what I'm talking about," he said eagerly.
"I don't."
"Oh, yes, you do. You've been pumping me for your own self. You're not worried about me, you're scared about yourself. But, you can't admit it. That's the one thing that a molester can never do is confide in anyone. I know that."
She thought about it a moment, and suddenly she realized that perhaps Jeff and she were drawn together, by the vibration of guilt that they had forged through sexual contacts with children at school. The idea of this being the basis of their relationship repelled her instantly.
"You've gotten real quiet," he observed. "Have you found some boy you dig?"
"I would never think of having sex with a child," she said quickly. "Children are children."
"Yes," he smiled, "but some of these children are well developed. Take that cute little gal, Luann. She has breasts out to here. They would make Raquel Welch jealous."
"I know, I've seen her. And, how she flaunts those breasts around. You'd think she was trying out for a movie career."
"Well, one day I'll confess I got tempted, and I felt them."
"Oh, Jeff, you didn't."
"Yes, I'm afraid I did. And, I feel guilty as hell. However, I will admit I had a good time."
"You know what a danger you were taking, don't you?"
"Yes, I do. It was a foolish and wild thing. But, I wanted to. And, I'm ashamed of myself."
"I feel funny. Real funny."
"Well, you should," he assured her. "You know, baby, you can't be too careful."
They looked at each other, and it was almost as if Jeff knew that she had something that she was concealing.
"Didn't you ever want to turn on with one of those young studs?" he said bluntly.
"Of course not," she went on.
Then she told him, "I would love it if you would lick my titties again for me."
"You like that, don't you?"
"Yes, I find it real soothing."
Jeff went down and placed his face between her breasts. Grasping her own breasts, she pressed them against his cheeks.
"Doesn't that feel good, darling?"
"Oh, yes, it does, baby. I love that."
Now, the emotions were exciting him. It was a beautiful sensation, and he loved it.
"Oh, suck my tits, Jeff. Please suck them for me."
Now, Jeff reached for one breast and let his mouth slip down over the nipple. Swiftly his tongue lashed around the nipple. It was a very exciting moment for him as the tongue collided with the nipple. He flicked it back and forth quickly, until the nipple was erect. Then, he reached for the other breast. He played with the other breast and this excited him very much.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," he panted excitedly.
Now, the excitement was building to a pitch. "Oh, baby, keep that up, keep it up, baby. That's what I dig, baby. Keep loving me." She couldn't seem to get enough of his mouth on her. She loved it when he sucked away. And, he loved sucking on her.
Finally he got so stimulated after he had sucked on both breasts, he wanted to slip his dick between her breasts and crush them against it.
Slowly, he slipped his mouth off her nipple, and then told her, "Baby, I want to make my sex sandwich."
He got up, and straddled her. She liked the sight of him with cock pointed at her and balls swinging. Then, he got down between her tits and let the prick slip between them. The excitement now, as the great dick lay between her tits, was almost too much.
"Oh, baby, that feels fantastic. Keep it up, baby, keep it up!"
Now, he continued massaging the breasts against his penis. It became more and more exciting every moment.
"Oh, baby, keep this up, keep it up, baby, that's what I like, oh yes, baby, yes. Keep it up!"
The pleasure was mounting.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes," he panted, as he sort of fucked her chest, using her breasts as if they were walls of her vagina.
"I've got an idea," he suggested quietly. "Why don't I use some oil on your tits? Then I can slip my prick between your tits and keep pushing them, and it would be just like a smooth pussy."
"I would love that," she smiled.
He got up off her, and went to the bathroom and found the baby oil, and applied it to his cock. Then coming back, Jeff straddled her once more. He applied the oil to her tits. Now, he could really enjoy a different sensation. As the slippery prick slid between the oily breasts, he kept pressing them against the sides of the cock. The excitement that surfaced in his body was delightful.
"This is a great sensation," he informed her. "I'm really enjoying myself."
He was, too, as it was very exciting for him.
"Oh, baby, keep playing with it. I love this. I love it. Oh, yes, do it, baby, do it. That's what I want. Keep it up, baby, oh, more, baby, more!"
The pleasure was building and building.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. Oh, yes!"
Now, she noticed the head of the swollen male member. Once more she saw clear drops, oozing from the small slit. She could feel the balls swelling as they jiggled on her chest.
"I'm getting hotter, honey," he smiled down at her. "Oh, honey, you're gonna eat this soon."
From the way that he was thrusting, she knew he was telling the truth.
"Jeff, I'll open my mouth and suck it in."
She was eager to take him in, too.
'"Alright, honey," he nodded. "Suck it for me."
Raising up, he thrust his dick into her open mouth and drove it down her throat.
"Suck it off," he told her. "Suck it, baby, suck it. Oh, yes, that's beautiful. Keep sucking. That's it, baby, suck, suck that dick. Suck it for me!"
Quicker and quicker he got his cock going down her throat. She accepted him gladly.
The hot juices spurted down her throat, and she devoured him delightedly. Every moment of the action was more and more exciting for her.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. Oh, yes, baby, suck that dick, suck it, baby, suck it!"
Now, the pleasure had built, climaxed and was complete.
He slowly eased his dick out of her, and gently patted her head.
"Sally, baby, you've got a sweet mouth for fucking."
"That's quite a compliment, Jeff," she said. "And you've got a real sweet pecker juice. I really enjoyed eating you."
"You mean you can tell the difference between different sperm?"
"Well, of course I can," she smiled. "Some sperm is more bitter. Some are sweeter. And, you are very sweet indeed."
"Well, that's nice to know I've got sweet sperm, honey," he smiled. "Nobody ever told me what it tasted like before."
"Well, the wrong people have been sucking you."
"I guess that's the truth," he laughed.
CHAPTER THREE
When Sally went to school the next day, she noticed there was an announcement for a faculty meeting. It bothered her to have to stay at a faculty meeting after school. However, her mind was taken away from that the moment Fred walked up to her.
"Hi, teach,", Fred winked.
With another student watching, she had to take great care.
"Couldn't we talk later?" she whispered.
"If you say so."
The other student fortunately had gone on. She felt relieved.
"I'll see you after school, Fred. I have a faculty meeting. So I'll be rather late."
"It's worth waiting for, teach," he smiled.
Just the way he said that made her itch all over. She wanted to scratch, and this sudden urge to scratch upset her. She began scratching her neck, and he noticed this.
"Are you nervous, teach?" Fred smiled.
"Yes, damn it, I am," she told him frankly.
Now, she was getting more disgusted than ever before. Fred was becoming increasingly difficult.
Finally, when she did get to her classroom, she noticed there was a guard in the hall. This, bothered her no end.
"What are you doing here?" she asked the guard.
"Protecting you teachers," he smiled. "The place is like a fort, isn't it."
"Well, I guess it is," she said, "is it that bad."
"It is," he assured her.
She went into the classroom and another student followed that annoyed her. He was a blonde-haired kid, and had a confident, almost-sarcastic way about him.
"How are you today, teach?" he smiled.
"I feel safer," she told him, "with a guard around here."
He looked at her and shrugged.
"Oh, if we gang up on that guard, he won't be any problem," he said.
That much caused her to bristle. It was disgusting, she thought to herself, that these loudmouthed kids could run things the way they were doing it. Yet, there was little that she could do about it. So, she said nothing.
"Hi," another boy smiled. She didn't even look at him. She was becoming increasingly disgusted and nervous. A fear flashed through her, that somehow she had made a big mistake. She wished that she had not gotten involved. Yet she had, and this annoyed her no end.
Now, as she began the class for the day, the students all looked at her as if they were ready to lurch. Maybe it was the fear that the guard standing at the door instilled in her.
"This place is like a fort," she snapped. "I think it's disgusting, that we have to have guards in the schools."
The bell rang, and the students were rising to take the pledge to the flag. She led the pledge to the flag, and when she finished she was ready to begin teaching her English course.
"Carolyn," she began, "what is the first thing that I want to teach you about writing?"
"I don't know."
"Carolyn, if you'd listen to me when I give instructions, you would know."
"Greg," she asked, "could you tell me what is the first thing that I told you about writing?"
Greg looked puzzled. He was confused, and nervous about not being able to answer.
"Greg, speak up."
Greg looked at her evasively.
"I don't know, teach."
"Alright, class, I'll tell you again. But, make a note of this in your notebooks, please."
Just then there was a rumpus in the hall, and the guard went charging down the hall. All of a sudden the students in the classroom leaped to their feet, and rushed to the door to see what was happening.
"Oh, look at Tommy go," Greg smiled. "I guess he was after some of his fix money."
"Fix money?" she asked.
"Why, sure, teach," he laughed. "Tommy is in need of money. He can't get it any other way, so he hangs out in the restroom and if a kid comes in there, he holds them up. He's an addict, and he has to get the shot."
"That's too bad."
"Aw, no it isn't," Greg chuckled. "Tommy's a no-good bastard."
"Greg, stop talking like that."
"Well, it's only the truth," he said. "Everybody knows it."
"Greg, I'd like to speak to you after school today."
"No, teach, I can't stay. I've got a paper route."
"Alright, I'll give you some homework. Thirty extra pages of reading."
"Alright, I'll do it."
A ripple of laughter went across the classroom, as they realized how little Greg meant what he had said.
Finally, she got down to the lesson.
"Students, I want you to write about the most interesting experience you have ever had. I want you to please try very hard, to make this so interesting, that you will enjoy doing your writing.'
A little girl looked up and the teacher asked "Paulette, what's got you uptight?"
Dark-haired Paulette looked at her and said nervously, "I haven't had anything interesting happen to me."
"Well, you will someday," the teacher replied.
"Sure you will," Greg told her. "Somebody's gonna fuck you sometime, honey. Of course, itl! be in the dark with a gunny-sack over your head."
"Greg, how dare you talk that way?" the teacher demanded, angrily.
"Oh, I'm sorry, teach," he said. "No harm intended."
She knew she didn't dare make too big a fuss about it, because if she did, there would always be the problem of having it held against her, for not being able to control the students. This was the thing that always disgusted her. Why was it always her fault? She became angry as she thought about it, and she made up her mind that the only thing to do was to play it cool, and take care of everything in the classroom.
She was succeeding quite well in handling her problems. Yet now and then there were students who were difficult. She allowed the students twenty minutes to write. Then, when it was over, she asked each student to be able to get up and give the story that they had written.
Paulette was raising her hand, and she decided perhaps she should give her a chance to be first.
"Alright, Paulette, if you want to be first, you can be first."
Paulette seemed relieved and she walked up toward the front of the classroom. She kept a very straight face, not in any way giving any clue to what she had in mind.
"Go ahead, Paulette," the teacher told her when she hesitated.
"Alright, teach," Paulette smiled, "you asked for it."
Then she cleared her throat and went on.
"The most interesting thing that ever happened to me was when the old man ate my pussy. I really enjoyed it."
"Why, Paulette," the teacher said hotly. "How dare you speak that way?"
Just then the guard stuck his head in the door and asked her, "Miss Terry, could you step out in the hall a minute?"
"Why, yes, of course I could."
Momentarily forgetting what Paulette was doing, the teacher went out to speak with the guard.
The guard looked at her and said, "Do you know that kid's last name?"
"What kid are you referring to?" she asked him.
"I mean that crazy kid, Tommy, who raced down the hall a few minutes ago. I caught him trying to knock a kid out in the bathroom, so he could get enough money to get his fix."
"How disgusting," she said angrily.
Then, she went back to the classroom and tried to continue the course. It was difficult, with all of the kids making such a racket.
By the time the day was over, she was hardly ready for the principal and the faculty meeting.
She hurried off to the faculty meeting, and the principal was eager to tell everything that he could that was wrong with the school.
"Faculty," he began angrily, "there are so many things wrong with this school, I don't know where to begin. But, I will try anyway. I think it's terrible, when a young person has to be confiscating property to get money for a fix. It's a terrible thing, when a teacher has to fear rape when a student stays after school. It's a vile thing, when a child will hold up another child in the restroom to get funds for dope."
Everyone was solemn and grave now as the principal ranted on. By the time it was all over, she was plenty glad to leave the school. And, she was eager to just walk out and not even see the student that she had told to stay after school for acting up. She thought she was home free, until she got to the parking lot. There, he was standing.
"Good afternoon, teach," he began.
"Good afternoon, Fred."
Now, he was looking at her angrily.
"Why did you keep me waiting so long?"
"Fred," she snapped indignantly. "I just can't be waiting for you. I have other people that are dependent on me. I had to go to a faculty meeting tonight. I suppose that might come as a big surprise to you."
"Sorry, teach," he said quickly, "but, I really don't appreciate your attitude."
She got into her car, and just at that moment the history teacher walked by.
"Good evening, Jeff," she smiled.
"Well, good evening. I see you have a student friend following you."
Jeff gave a look at Fred and nodded.
"Hi, there," Fred said, and tried to evade Jeff's eyes. It was obvious they were both intent on the same woman.
Now, Sally was in the middle and it bothered her. The problems were many, and the teacher did not know how to resolve them. However, she finally decided that the sensible thing to do was speak to the student. He could do the most damage.
"Fred, come over here," the teacher smiled.
Fred walked over to the teacher.
"Yes, what do you want?"
"I want you," she whispered. "Call me tonight. You have my number."
She left, and as she drove off, the history teacher looked at her. And, he knew very well she was going to have sex with that young student. He thought possibly he could get the information out of Fred.
"Hey, boy, you making out with the teacher?"
"I wouldn't tell you if I was," Fred said reluctantly.
Then, he walked away.
By the time she got home, she was weary. The last thing she cared about was sex. The first thing she did was take a drink. Then she took a shower and after that, relaxed. She was just beginning to feel good when the phone rang.
"Hello," she began, "Fred?"
"Yes, teacher," he began. "Are you ready to ball?"
"Could you use a little tact."
"What's that, teach?"
"I guess I never taught you that," she said. "It's being subtle. Not being so direct. You might say you wanted to come over here and talk to me.
"That wouldn't be true, teach," Fred chuckled. "I want to come over and ball you. Or, maybe eat your cunt out."
That really disgusted her.
"I hope you're calling from a phone booth," she said nervously.
"No, I'm calling from my room."
"On an extension phone?"
"Yes, on an extension phone."
"Well, love, that can be dangerous."
As she thought about the truth of the matter, she realized that he was just a kid, and the safest thing was to get him over as fast as possible, and then give him a talking to.
"Fred," she said quietly, "when can you make it?"
"Right away," he said quickly.
It didn't take long then for him to make hit decision to get over there. After he hung up the phone, he went downstairs and his father said, "Who was that you were talking to?"
"Oh, nobody," he said.
"Oh, yes, it was," his mother said. "No doubt some mysterious girl in your life. Why don't you tell us who it is, son?"
"Leave him alone, mom," his father said quickly. "You don't have any right to pry into what Fred is doing."
"Oh, yes, I do," his mother said quickly, "I certainly do. I don't want him getting into trouble."
"I'm not getting into trouble," he assured her.
It didn't take long for him to get out of his home. Then he was eager to get to the teacher's house. All the time he walked there, he thought about her. What a sexy, gorgeous woman she was. And how much he would enjoy balling her. When he walked in the door, she looked at him eagerly.
"Fred, I hope you didn't tell anyone you were coming over here."
"No, teacher, you don't have to worry about me."
She walked across the room, and he watched her as she went in her see-through negligee.
"You've certainly got a beautiful shape, I'll tell you that."
He looked at her, and she looked at him. The two of them were getting turned on with each other.
"You know, you've got a good body," she smiled, "and I would just love to see you naked."
Now, she was eager to undress him.
"Do you want to undress me?" Fred asked, just like that.
"Why, yes," she said, "I would love to."
Then, she went over to him and smilingly she unfastened his shirt, then unfastened his belt. She slid down his pants and saw the huge cock swelling in his shorts.
"You're real horny tonight, aren't you, honey?"
"You'd better believe it," he assured her.
Now, he was eager to display himself for her approval.
Soon, she slid down his shorts and his huge cock popped out. The sight of its naked flesh intrigued her.
"You've got quite a cock, haven't you, honey?"
"You bet I have," he said. "And, I want you to suck it off for me, too."
"I'll suck everything off for you," she told him, "but you've got to promise me one thing."
"What's that?"
"Under no circumstances ever tell anybody. If anybody knew that we were having sex, it would he too bad."
"You don't have to worry," he assured her.
Now, she was becoming fascinated with the ?dea of sucking on the meaty head of the prick. And, he was just as eager to strip her.
"Take that negligee off," he told her quickly.
She slid out of the negligee, and stood before him naked. Her breasts stood up, and he looked at her proudly.
"Oh, what a pair of knockers you've got," he said, as his hands automatically leaped up to play with them. His fingertips touched the end of her nipples. The nipples became instantly erect.
"Oh, honey, those are what I call good sucking titties."
She reached down to grasp his mainstem. As she grasped his tool, an electrical spark flashed through her.
"Honey," she said, "I really dig that dick."
"I'm glad you do," he told her happily, "and I want you to really do some sucking tonight."
"I'll suck you the way you've never been sucked," she assured him.
Then, she took him by the hand and led him into the bedroom. When she got to the bedroom she turned and asked him, "Baby, do you drink?"
"A little," he said, not wanting to act like an immature boy.
She went back to the living room and brought drinks to the bedroom. When she poured the vodka, he looked at her and said, "Not too much."
"Alright, just enough."
She poured them both a couple of vodka drinks, and then they sipped them.
All the time she was drinking, she was stroking his huge shaft. The sight of his shaft turned her on. Then, she suggested something.
"You see that mirror over there?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Well, I want you to watch. There's something about watching that really turns a person on."
"Is that right?" he asked eagerly.
"Yes, baby, that's right."
She arranged his body when she got into bed so his legs were straddling her face.
"You like this position?" he smiled down at her.
As she looked up and saw his huge shaft over her mouth, and the crack of his ass and his dangling balls, she loved being between his hot young thighs.
"This is the most beautiful place in the world to be, Fred," she assured him. Then she reached up and gripped him. Now, he could see what she wanted.
"Suck my tool off," he told her.
"First, love, I want to treat you to something real different."
"Different?" the young boy asked the teacher.
"Yes, Fred, I want to lick your ass-crack."
"My ass-hole?" he demanded, amazed. "You mean, you want to stick your tongue ud there?"
"I sure do," she told him. "That's a beautiful way to make it."
"Why, I never heard of anybody doing that," he said quickly.
"Well, it's about time you did," she assured him.
Now, she was eager to get her action.
"Honey, after I've licked your ass out and sucked on those balls, you'll go wild when I suck on your prick."
Now, he spread out so his ass-cheeks were right over her face.
"It makes me feel real funny to have you do this to me."
"It doesn't have to, darling," the teacher told the student. "This is fun fucking."
Now, her hands were on his ass-cheeks, and her mouth was even with his buttocks. Suddenly she let her tongue slide up the ass-hole and she went to town.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," he panted. "That's what I like. Keep it up, oh yes, lick my butt, baby, yes, I like that. Oh, yes, lick ass, lick ass, baby. That's what I want. Ohhh, ahhh, baby, yes, suck ass, lick ass. Ohhh!"
The young student was going out of his mind as the teacher sucked eagerly away at his ass-hole. It wasn't taking her very long. The more she sucked, the more excited he became.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep that up, keep it up, baby. That's beautiful, keep it up!"
Now, the hot tongue jabbed up the ass-hole and the excitement built. He reached for his pecker and began pulling his meat.
"Oh, stick that tongue up there," he begged her eagerly. "Stick it up there, oh yes, baby, do it, do it, baby, do it!"
Now, he was flipping out of his mind. The hot passionate excitement he felt at this point, was almost taking him to the brink of orgasm.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yea. Lick ass, suck ass, that's it, baby, suck ass. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck ass. Ohhh, yes, sock ass, suck ass, baby. Do it, baby, do it!"
The pleasure was building to a passionate pitch, and his ass was wiggling all over the bed. She let her tongue slide up there, and she became excited as she did it. Now, she liked the sight of his balls, and she wanted to suck on them, too. She let her tongue slip out of his ass-hole, and the balls dropped to her mouth.
"Let me suck on your balls," she told the young boy.
Fred frankly was excited and intrigued at what she was doing. It seemed he couldn't get enough of her. Suddenly, her mouth opened and he accommodated himself by letting his balls slip inside.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, teacher, yes. Suck those balls, suck those balls. Oh, yes, teacher, that's what I like. Keep doing it, baby, keep doing it!"
The pleasure that she felt was almost too much.
Now, she was eager to get the huge shaft in her mouth, so she could have something to suck on.
"Oh, Fred," she told him, "Let me suck that cock."
Fred released his hand clasp on his prick and let her suck it into her mouth. As the huge shaft slid down her throat, she became more and more stimulated.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep that up," he panted. "That's beautiful. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, keep doing it!"
Now, the passionate pleasure was building, and she could hardly stand it any more.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I like!"
The pleasure that she was experiencing as the hot shaft slid down her throat, was almost more than she could stand. Fred was shaking and trembling now. His body was perspiring, and his hands gripped her head as he guided his dick down her throat.
"Suck that cock," he demanded. "Suck it off. Suck that prick!"
The passionate pleasure he was feeling as his cock drove down her throat was almost more than he could stand, and it was nearing climax quickly.
"Oh, suck that cock, suck it, baby, suck it, suck that prick, baby, suck it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes baby, yes, suck that dick! Suck it, suck it!"
Suddenly, the huge cock exploded in her mouth, and the juices splashed down her throat.
She sucked eagerly as the hot juices flooded her mouth. She swallowed his sperm.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. That's what I like. Keep it up, baby, keep it up, baby. Ohh, ahh!"
Gently he eased his pecker out of her mouth, and some of the cum dribbled on her lips.
"You like that, teacher?" he smiled slowly.
"Of course, I did," she told him. "And you know it."
As she lay there sprawled out, he was eager to eat her, too.
"You've got a nice pussy, teach," he told her happily. "And I'm gonna eat it."
He meant what he said, for he went right down there between her legs and began lapping away. As he lapped away joyfully at her snatch, her hands fingered his hair.
"Suck my cunt," she told Fred. "Suck it for me, baby, suck me!"
The hot tongue slid up the teacher's twat, and eagerly he flipped it all around inside of her.
"Ohh, that feels good to me," she gasped excitedly. "Oh, yes, that's beautiful!"
Now, the teacher's thighs were enclosed around him. As her legs embraced his neck, he liked the hot feel of them.
"Ohhh, baby, eat my pussy," she told him. "Eat it, eat it for me, eat it, baby. Yes, yes, eat my snatch!"
Eagerly the student's tongue lapped away at the teacher's vagina. He loved the sight of her triangle. He loved the pubic hairs and even the smell of the area. There was something about her, in this intimate manner with his tongue slipping around inside her twat, that made him adore her. She could tell it, as he made sucking sounds, loud.
"Suck that snatch," she told him. "Suck it for me, suck it, baby, suck it!"
While he sucked away, his hands were free to wander over her smooth body. They went up to grip her breasts. She loved the feel of his hands playing on her breasts. Then, his fingertips began working on the nipples.
"Ohhhh, Fred, that's beautiful," the teacher smiled. "Oh, yes, love me, love me, baby, love me!"
The love that the teacher felt at this moment for Fred was something strange and wonderful. Never before had anyone given her such truly sincere devotion. The tongue jabbing up there produced electrical waves of excitement that shook through her.
"I'm cuming," she panted. "I'm cuming."
She was, too, and as she gushed into the student's eager mouth, he lapped her juices up.
When he had finished eating her snatch, he raised his face off her.
"It tasted good to me," he nodded and smiled.
"I'm glad, baby," she nodded quietly. "Real glad."
Now, he was getting eager for something to eat.
"You know, I'm hungry," he told her. "I don't know why. But, I'm real hungry."
The teacher understood, for she had had enough sex with enough men to know that after having wild sex, food seems like a necessity.
"I'll fix you something real good."
She went to the kitchen, and decided she might as well fix him a steak. She got a steak out and put it in the broiler. While it was .cooking, she poured him some wine. Sipping their wine, and still remaining naked, he looked at her body.
"You know, you've really got a shape, teach. I've got to hand it to you."
"Why, thank you, Fred."
"Well, don't thank me," Fred chuckled. "Thank Mom Nature. She's the one who gave you that swell form."
"You flatter me," she said.
Now, the steak was nearly ready. She went to the broiler, and brought it back to the table. Somehow it struck Fred as funny that she was stark naked as she went over to the stove. He burst ouv laughing. She turned and asked him, what he was laughing at, and almost burned her hands.
"Quit asking me," he told her, "it isn't that important. Watch what you're doing. That's my steak you've got in your hands."
"Aren't you going to worry about me?" she demanded. "I almost burned myself."
"Well, if you'd pay attention to what you're doing, you wouldn't;"
She had no answer to that, because she knew it was the truth. She took the steak over to the table and served it on a plate. As he ate the steak, he knew she was a remarkably good cook.
"That tastes real good, honey," he told her quickly.
Now, she was watching him chew his food, and she thought about the fact that this would give him more strength to have more sex with her.
"Fred," she reminded him, "you'll never tell anybody about us, will you?"
"Not as long as you keep fucking me, teach."
"Of course, I'll keep having sex with you, Fred."
"And my buddy, Dale."
"Your buddy Dale?" she said, dropping her jaw.
"Why, yes," he told her, "we always share everything we have."
"Well, I'm not something you have. I'm someone you have sex with, but I'm hardly a possession of yours."
"That's what you think," he laughed. "I'm gonna fuck you all I want to."
She was really disgusted at the thought that she would have to have sex with another student. She wanted to confine it to him. But he was making it impossible.
"Fred, that's not fair that you are going to share me with another student."
"Well, is it fair for you to be taking advantage of me?"
She looked daggers at him.
"How dare you talk that way to me!" she complained. "You know what I've been to you."
He laughed and said, "What have you been, teach?"
"A good friend of yours, that's all."
"You've been a nice piece of ass," he laughed, "and that's all."
Now, she was getting the true picture, of how he really felt about her. It was disgusting her no end.
"Fred, I have no respect for you."
"Well, teach, do you think I have any respect for you?" the young student demanded.
"Well, I should think so," she said abruptly. "After all, I'm a teacher."
"As well as a molester."
"Fred, quit calling me names."
"Look, get off my back. You know what you are, and so do I. You're a nympho fucker, and you're a child molester."
"Well then, why do you want anything to do with me if I'm that bad?" she demanded.
"Because I enjoy fucking you, that's why. But, technically, that's what you are."
The teacher now was in tears. She ran away from the table and into the bedroom.
It didn't stop Fred from finishing his steak. He ate it slowly, enjoying every bit of it. He also drank his wine, and then he walked into the bedroom and asked her, "Do you expect me to react to that?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know," he said. "You're trying to make me feel guilty. That's what you're doing. And, it won't work."
"You don't have any conscience at all, do you ? "
"A stiff prick doesn't have any conscience."
She looked at him and told him, "I wish you'd go."
"Why?"
"Please don't ask me, Fred."
Fred looked at her lying there. Her breasts looked so appealing, and his eyes glanced down to her vagina. He wanted to thrust his cock into her.
"Come on, give me a fuck."
She didn't want to, and she wasn't afraid to make it known.
"No, Fred, no." She rolled over on her stomach, and when she rolled over her stomach, he got a good look at her behind. The flesh of her buttocks appealed to him.
"I want to fuck your ass-hole," he told her blankly.
"Alright, fuck it."
He was surprised that she didn't put up a fuss. Then he straddled her hips.
"You're not going to do it without any grease, are you?"
"Aw, I don't want to use any."
He got off the bed and started to put on his clothes.
"Why are you so difficult, Fred?"
He looked at her and said, "Aw, I'm sick and tired of women who make trouble for me. I've gone out with a lot of chicks. Neat chicks, and they're all the same. They won't do this, they won't do that. It's disgusting."
"Fred, maybe you're disgusting."
He walked over to her, and pulling his belt out of his pants, slapped her ass-cheeks hard.
"Stop that!" she gasped. "Stop that, you beast!"
Now, he was so uptight that he could hardly stand it.
"I'll do any damn thing I please."
"Oh, stop it, Fred."
Finally, Fred did stop, and he stood there glancing down at his huge erection. Why his cock had jumped out like this, he couldn't understand. Yet there it was, hard and huge.
"You know, that turned me on," he said aloud, almost as if talking to himself.
"I guess it's because you're warped and twisted."
"Do you think so?" he smiled.
"Why, do you want to be a sex beast?" she demanded.
"Not a bad idea," he chuckled.
"Oh, you good-for-nothing," she said.
Then he began stroking his rod, and she tightened her muscles in her ass, fearing that he might indeed be a young sadist, willing to torture her to derive a moment's pleasure. The more he stroked his tool, the hotter he became. Now, his hand was pumping quickly. He kept looking at her ass and reaching out, he began massaging it with one hand while he pumped his cock with the other.
CHAPTER FOUR
Finally,, he became so turned on that he got on the bed and straddled her.
"Go get some grease," she begged him.
"Why should I?" he smiled. "I can drive it up there.".
"You'll hurt me," she insisted. "Go get the grease."
Now, he wouldn't listen. He was determined to do what he wanted to do. He gripped her ass-cheeks, and with a sudden hard jab, drove his tool up there.
"Ohhh, ahhh, that's fantastic. Fuck me, fuck me!"
It didn't take long for his tool to' slip between the ass-cheeks, but Fred was surprised when he could hardly drive it up the teacher's ass-hole. "Why can't I get it up there?" he asked aloud. "Because, damn it, you need some grease." He tried again, and it wouldn't move. "Alright," he agreed. "Where's the grease."
"It's in the bedroom." . "Where?"
"Over there!" she said, pointing over to the top of the dresser.
Then, he went over and picked up a small container of jelly. He brought it back to the bed, and squeezing some of the contents in his hand, began rubbing it around the head of his cock.
"Use some of it on my ass-hole, too," she told him. "It'll go up there then. You'll kill me if you don't use anything."
"Not a bad idea," he chuckled. "If I'm such a sexed, warped sadist as you say I am, I would get a big kick out of killing you, wouldn't I ? "
She didn't answer now, but instead she tried to assist him to make it easier for herself as well as him. Arching her buttocks up, she now was bending over.
"How nice," he smiled, as he saw her ass-cheeks prepared.
"Fuck me, Fred, and get it over with."
Now, he gripped her ass-cheeks and slowly slid his huge tool between them. Suddenly, it jabbed up there, and she got it up her ass-hole good.
In hard driving thrusts, the pecker went up there. The enjoyment built every moment.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Ahh, keep it up, keep it up, baby, keep it up. Ohhh, ahhh!"
The pleasure was building every second now, and suddenly the hot tool slid up there still farther. She twisted her tail for him, and as she twisted her ass, he derived more pleasure from it.
"Honey," she told him, "I'm enjoying it now. Keep fucking just like that."
The fucking went on, and the pleasure was increasing. s "Oh, fuck me, fuck me. I love it!" When Fred realized that she was deriving pleasure from it, too, he was propelled to bend over and let his chest brush against her back as his hands reached out to grip her breasts. The anus muscles tightened on his sliding shaft, and she kept her ass in motion.
"Fuck it," she panted. "Fuck me! Oh, Fred, what a fucker you are."
The teacher and the student were going to town. No doubt about it, he had her turned on. "Ohh, ahh, I want it all. Shove it up there!" Fred's hot young shaft slid up there, and she was deriving a variety of sensations now. With his hands on her breasts, and his fingertips playing with her nipples, she was becoming more and more excited every second.
"Play with me," she begged him. "Play with me, lover. Play with me!"
The two of them were having a ball. Every moment was more pleasurable.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, lover, yes!"
The raw, hot delight that they were experiencing now was driving them both up the wall.
"Oh, baby, keep pumping that tool up there!"
The pleasure was not subsiding. It was increasing every moment.
Finally the cock exploded in her ass-hole. When it did, his fingertips pinched her breasts. She loved it, and she let out a howl.
"Ohhh, Fred, you've done me. That's beautiful. Keep it up!"
The pleasure that she experienced now was a true delight. She loved it, every second of it.
"Oh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"
The sudden sharp delight of what she was experiencing was almost too much.
"Oh, baby, I loved your shaft sliding up there."
Slowly Fred pulled his pecker out of her twisting ass-hole. He slapped her ass-cheeks playfully and told her, "You're quite an ass-fuck, aren't you, teach?"
"I guess I know where it's at."
She lay down, and he lay beside her. He got to talking and he told her, "You'll like my buddy Dale."
"I don't know as I will or not."
"Oh, he's quite a lady's man," he chuckled. "He knows how to eat pussy like nobody."
"Is he well hung?" the teacher asked with a wry smile on her face.
"Of course he's well hung," he replied. "I wouldn't send him over here if he wasn't."
She had made up her mind that she was going to give in. The reason being obvious. She had no alternative.
"Fred, baby, I don't want to force you out of here, but it is late and your folks will be wondering where you are."
"You're right." Fred nodded and reluctantly got off the bed. He slowly dressed and all the time his eyes were still focused on the teacher's naked body. When he left, he came over and kissed her lips first, kissed each breast, and finished by kissing her slit.
"Goodnight, baby."
She looked at him and tapped him playfully on the shoulder.
"We had a good time, didn't we, love? Just make sure of one thing, don't tell anybody else. Dale is all right. I don't know who he is, but if you say he's a good kid, I'll go along with you. Along with you as far as he's concerned. But, nobody else, please."
When he walked home, he worried about what his folks would say. He knew he had been out too long and they would make a big fuss. He wasn't wrong, for when he walked in the door, his father was awake.
"Where have you been, son?" he demanded.
"Oh, around."
"Around where?" his father demanded. His father walked over to him and looked him in the eye. "Don't bug me, dad."
"I will as long as you live in this house, son."
"Maybe I'd better move out."
"That's not necessary," his father smiled. "But, son, please confide in me."
For a moment he thought he might tell him just one thing, that he had had a good time with a woman. Then, he thought better of it. If he did, there was no doubt about it, his father would undoubtedly make a big fuss. So, he decided it was better not to say anything."
"Son," he said, "you're getting at that age where I know you want to have sex. But, please be careful."
"I'm always careful," he said.
"Are you?"
"Sure, dad, just like you've been careful."
"What are you talking about?"
"Aw, dad, knock it off," he said. "You remember that little stripper that you went around with a few years back?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Look, dad," he said, "you nearly drove mother out of her mind. She told me all about it. You confessed, and said you wouldn't do it any more. She nearly split the scene with you, dad. It was that serious. So, don't feed me that crap you forgot."
"Alright, son," he said, "go to bed."
Fred did go to bed, and he was proud of himself. He had fucked the teacher and let his dad know he wouldn't be fucked by him. As he took off his clothes and went to bed, he couldn't help but wish that he could have stayed all night with the teacher. How much fun it would be to wake up in the middle of the night, and ball her.
He finally slid naked between the sheets, and went to bed. But, sleep wouldn't come. All the time he was sleeping, visions of the teacher's vagina, and her breasts, were flashing through his mind. He was getting his cock hard all the time. As he thought about shoving his tool up her ass-hole, he became so stimulated he gripped his penis. Then he began pumping on it. He pumped on his penis hard, and brought himself to a scorching climax. As the sperm juice fell down his hand, he heard footsteps. This bugged him. Then the door opened.
"Who's there?" he demanded.
"It's only me, your mother."
His mother stepped across the room.
"Mother, what are you doing here?" he demanded.
"Oh, son," she sobbed, "I heard you talking to dad tonight. And, you broke your word. You told him what I told you in strictest confidence, son."
Fred felt ashamed of himself. He knew that he had broken his confidence with his mom.
"Oh, son," she said, "you father and I know that you're playing around with some woman. And, I'm so worried."
She looked down and saw spots on the sheets.
"What are you doing there?"
"Masturbating, mom."
Disgusted at this invasion of privacy, the young boy threw the sheet off him. Sure enough, the white cum was all over his body and on the bedclothes.
"Why, son, you're playing with yourself."
"That's right, mom. Do you want to play with it?"
"Why, you're demented, just like your father. I'm getting out of here. It's dangerous."
As she barged out of the room, she met her husband in the hallway.
"What are you doing in there at this hour?" he demanded of her.
"I came to talk to Fred."
"She came to bawl me out for masturbating," Fred called out, so they both could hear it.
That did it. They turned around and walked back to the bedroom, and he didn't hear any more from them. It really bugged the hell out of him to think that he couldn't have any privacy at home, and he wished that he could get out of there when he was seventeen. He would be seventeen in just a few months, and then he thought he should strike out for himself. So what if he didn't finish that last year of school? Too many educated people were looking for work, he thought.
At last he fell asleep, and meantime, there was another person who he had been very close to, who couldn't get to sleep. The teacher.
She tossed and turned, and she could not find sleep. As dawn streaked against the skyline of the city, she finally got to sleep. Then, after only a half an hour of sleep, the alarm rang. She got up, and sort of staggered to the kitchen, and prepared some coffee.
A couple of cups of black coffee got her on her way. She was trembling inside and nervous.
Once she got to school, things were buzzing as usual. There was talk about the new movie that would be shown, and about the tests that had to be given in another week. The preparation of the test was a pain to her. She hated to think about it.
"How are you today?" Fred asked her as he saw her coming toward her classroom in the morning.
"Oh, just fine, Fred."
"How about Saturday night for me and Dale."
"I wish you'd forget it."
"Oh, now, don't be difficult." He smiled and sailed down the hall, and left her nervous and anxious. She stepped into the classroom, and the moment she did, Jeff followed.
"I want a word with you alone."
"There isn't any such thing here at this school," she said.
Over in a corner, he spoke quietly.
"You know what the talk is around here, don't you?" he began.
"I have no idea. There's so much gossip in this gossip-mill."
"Well, word travels fast. And the word is that you're making out with a student. And, I know which one."
"It's absolutely a lie," the teacher said quickly. "And I certainly hope you don't believe it, Jeff."
"Alright, let's get together on Saturday night."
"I can't."
"Why not? Are you making out with some students?"
"Of course not," she said. "I have a date, and I've had one for a long time."
"I don't believe you."
"You don't have to, Jeff."
Just then the bell rang, and all the students were in the classroom.
"You'd better get to your class, Jeff," she reminded him. "You're going to be late."
"Alright, I'll go. But, I want you to know I don't believe you for one damn minute."
"You don't have to."
The flag pledge was taken moments later, and then the class day began.
"Students, I want some of you to read what you wrote yesterday. I'm curious to know what you have written as your English themes."
A young girl in the front raised her hand.
"Yes, Stella?" the teacher said.
"I want to read my write-up."
"Alright, read it to us."
Stella went to the front of the room, and the teacher was called out by the girls' vice principal. As she stood in the hall, she couldn't hear what Stella was reading. Stella got up and read.
"I want to give the biography of my life. My first great adventure began when I was a little girl of five. Then I wanted to seduce my youngest brother. And did.
"Suddenly, I found that sex was indeed a marvelous thing. That was when I was about eleven. Daddy was in need of some booze, and he told me to go buy it with some money he said was in his drawer in the dresser. I checked the drawer out and there wasn't a nickel there. So I had to think of something quick that I could do to earn some money. Insomuch as I was a well-developed eleven year old, I thought I could have some sex. I decided I would ask the man next door to us if he would like to ball me. When I told him, he laughed in my face. I felt so hurt and crushed, I'll never forget it. I finally had to steal some money to buy daddy's booze, because I couldn't sell my pussy. It was awful.
"Then I began realizing at fourteen where it was at. And, when we went to the drive-in movies, I began experiencing plenty about sex. Half the time I was going down, or my date was going down on me. If we'd had a big bed, it would have been so much easier. Cramped up positions in cars are so difficult to enjoy sex."
Just then the teacher walked back in the room.
"Stella," she said, "I got just the last of what you were saying. That's not the type of thing I want you to be writing on in class. While your tragic sexual life certainly deserves a hearing, this isn't the right place. Perhaps a courtroom would be better."
Stella, quite a bit hurt, walked back to her seat and sat down.
Now, she was ready to continue.
"Alright, class," the teacher said, "sex is something beautiful. Sex, is not something to be talked about cheaply or lightly. Sex, is something inspiring, and wonderful. None of us would be here if it weren't for sex, always remember that."
The bell rang, and then the principal strode in.
"Why, what a beautiful day I'm having," she said nervously. "First it was the girls' vice principal, and now it's you. Uh, can I help you?"
"You could, if you would quit talking about sex," he said. "I had my shock when I came in this room, the back door, and heard you telling the students about sex."
"But, I never knocked it," she said abruptly.
"It isn't that," he explained. "It's just that we never discuss sex."
She nodded and went back to the front of the classroom. The students were pouring into the classroom, and she hoped it could continue without another hitch.
"Is that all?" she asked the principal.
"That's all for now," he nodded. "I'm just making a morning check-up."
"Well, thank you," she smiled. "It was so nice of you to drop in."
The day seemed to whiz by, and she was so glad when it was over. However, Jeff walked in after the last class of the day and she was ready to go home.
"How are you, teach?" he smiled. "Just fine, thank you. I've got a lot of things to do."
"Like me?" he laughed. "How about giving me some action ? "
"Jeff, I'm not interested."
"Oh, baby," he said, "I've been so hot to fuck you. It's been awful."
"You're awful."
She stormed away from him and he followed her out to the parking lot.
"Would you leave me alone?" she demanded.
"No," he laughed. "I want to ball you."
"You can find someone else."
"Of course, I can," he laughed, "but it's you I want."
Now, he had made himself perfectly clear. But she was unimpressed. She knew what she wanted, and she was disgusted. She wanted to be left alone.
She got out of the school that night, and everything went okay until Saturday night. Then he called.
"Hello, Fred," she began. "I hope you're not thinking of sex tonight."
"Well, it's not just me. It's my buddy, Dale. He's thinking of sex, too."
"Well, forget it."
"How can we?" he demanded. "We're only a block from you."
"That's your problem," she said quickly. "Don't bug me."
Now, he was getting disgusted.
"Look, you molester," he said, "I'm willing to keep my mouth shut. But, I'm not willing to put up with this crap. Now, you just get your ass ready cause we're gonna come over and fuck you. And, I mean, really fuck you."
She was so disgusted she hung up. But, she had second thoughts about it. As she paced the floor moments later, she quit looking at the television movie that she had been looking at, and got a drink. She realized she didn't dare get him too angry. There was too much at stake. Not only her job, but court, possibly.
Finally, she realized the smart thing to do was play along with him, no matter how she felt. It was a good thing she had made this decision, for a few minutes later the doorbell rang. She answered it quickly.
"Well, good evening," she smiled, just as if she had been waiting for them.
"Hi, teach," Dale nodded.
Dale was a blonde kid, with striking blue eyes that seemed to penetrate her.
"Come right in, both of you."
They both came in, and then Dale suggested immediately, "Let's take our clothes off."
"You don't waste any time, do you, Dale?"
"Well, why should I?" he asked. "When you're hot, you're hot."
Quickly, both boys stripped, and she did, too. Then they were all stark naked. Dale looked at her and went over and reached out to grip her breasts in his hands.
"Just like he told me," he nodded. "Real nice sucking titties."
"I'm glad you approve."
Now, she felt something at her slit. Looking down, she saw Fred was kneeling, and his tongue was sliding along her pussy. Next, Dale began licking on her breasts. To her great surprise, the double sensations of one boy at her breasts and another at her twat was indeed intriguing and exciting.
"Oh, Dale," she sighed, "that feels so good when you lick them for me."
Dale moved his mouth from one breast to the other. The teacher, with a tongue stabbing up her vagina, had become so turned on, she was vibrating.
"What's wrong?" Dale asked innocently, as he pulled his mouth off her nipple.
"Oh, nothing," she said, "it's just so exciting. I can hardly stand it."
Now, Fred took his mouth off her cunt and suggested, "Why don't we get on the bed, teacher?"
Both of them got off her body and then the trio walked into the bedroom. As she lay on the bed she thought about many things. Soon each one had his mouth on a breast and was sucking. Her hands reached out and went through their hair.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said, "to have both of you sucking."
Then they reached down and fingered her.
Soon Dale wanted to get down there and look at it close up. He went down there, and he pried the lips apart and looked at the pink quivering flesh.
"Oh, does your cunt ever look tasty."
He let his tongue stretch out, and then he started licking. As her cunt quivered to his tongue jabs, he began licking it across her clitoris. Now, it became more and more exciting.
"Oh, Dale," she gasped delightedly. "That's beautiful. Faster, honey, faster."
Dale licked lavishly, enjoying doing it.
"Oh, suck it, suck it for me. Yes, baby, eat my pussy, eat my snatch!"
Dale gripped her buttocks, and his fingernails gripped into her ass-cheeks as his face buried itself in her cunt.
"Suck cunt," she cried excitedly, "suck cunt!"
Her legs entwined around his head, as she. pushed her pelvis upward. Now, his tongue licked around her, probing inside of her velvety vagina walls. He loved the smell of her, he loved the taste of her, and he made loud sucking sounds as he continued lashing away.
Suddenly she gushed, and his tongue lapped up her juices. Now, the other boy, Fred, was disturbed. He thought maybe he had made a wrong decision by bringing Dale over to share the teacher's pussy.
"When do I come in?" he asked.
"In just a minute," she said. "Then let's have a three-way. You can shove it up my cunt, he can shove it up my ass-hole, and we'll have us a great fuck."
Dale continued lapping and licking at her cunt for so long that it disturbed Fred. He wondered if he would ever get a chance to lick her cunt.
Finally he did. Then he went to town. Lashing it quickly, he pulled it out finally, and then suggested, "Get me some grease so I can do your ass-hole. You said you wanted me to screw your ass-hole, didn't you?"
"Oh, yes, Dale," she smiled. "I would just love that."
Fred showed him where she kept the tube of lubricant for the penis. Handing it to him, he advised him, "Use a little on her ass-hole, too. It'll help."
Dale listened, and he greased his pecker well. Then he slid a greasy finger up her ass-hole, preparing her for the action.
She lay on her side, and looked at Fred admiringly. His long hard prick appealed to her. She could hardly wait to feel it sliding up her.
"This will be twice as much fun," she giggled. "One from the front, one from behind."
Now, she was ready to take it, front and behind.
First Dale slid his tool up her ass-hole. He drove it up there slowly, and then with hard jabs, he went to town.
"Ohh, does that ever feel good," he told her. "That's fantastic. Fuck it, baby, fuck it, keep grabbing my prick."
She loved the way he went to town. He got so excited he forgot all about his buddy.
"Hey, I'm here, too," Fred told him. "I want to fuck her cunt."
He slowed down his fucking tempo to allow his buddy an opportunity to slip his prick into her pussy.
Lying on her side, she was able to accommodate them both easily. Quickly Fred slid his tool between her legs, and got it up her cunt. Then with both peckers sliding into her, she made a suggestion.
"Hey, lover," she suggested, "how would it be if you drove it up there slowly?"
"Why slow?" Fred asked.
"Because, if you keep riding me that fast, you're going to explode in a minute. And, I want it to last. I want to enjoy it sliding up there so I can massage it with my cunt muscles."
"Well, I don't want to stop you doing that."
Fred thrust away smoothly, and she enjoyed it. With hard, sudden thrusts he drove into her.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up. Ahhh!"
She wrapped her arms around Fred, and then let her hands sweep down to grip his ass-cheeks. He loved the feel of her hands feeling his buttocks as he fucked her.
"You've got nice hands, teach," he told her frankly. "I dig them."
"Well, I'm glad," she assured him. "And, I am enjoying it, too."
The action continued, and the pleasure did, too.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I like. Oh, yes, baby. Fuck it, fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Now, the pleasure was immense. However, there was some pain with the way that Dale thrust his tool up her anus.
"Take it easy, Dale," she warned him. "Remember, that's my ass-hole you're fucking there."
"Well, how can I forget it," he chuckled. "It feels fantastic."
Apparently it did feel fantastic. And apparently he enjoyed it immensely.
"Oh, baby, fuck it, fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Faster and faster the fucking continued. Now, the pleasure was almost unbearable.
"Ohhh, Dale, I love the way you're swinging it up my ass-hole. And, I love it when you give it to me, too."
They both were enjoying it a lot.
"Oh, baby, fuck, baby, fuck!"
Now, they had reached the point where they were both ready to explode. And, they were timing their cock-thrusts with each other's cock-thrusts. She could tell it, and she accentuated her ass twisting.
"Keep that backfield in motion," Dale told her, as he jabbed in there.
"Ohh, Dale, baby," she gasped excitedly. "I just love the way you're drilling it up there."
Harder and farther he drove into her. Every thrust, producing more pleasure in his cock.
"Oh, grab it, fuck it, fuck it, baby, fuck it!" Fred cried, as he rammed it to her cunt.
Suddenly, she felt them both exploding at the same instant. She gripped the penis in her pussy and milked it. At the same time she gripped the penis sliding up her ass-hole, and milked that.
"Ohh, baby, I love it," she gasped in excited glee. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"
The pleasure was unbearable, and she kept her body twisting as the fucks continued.
Now, it was over, and she was delighted as well as excited.
"Ohhh, Fred, baby, I'm cuming," she gasped, as she reached down to grip his ass-cheeks tightly and squeezed them.
"You don't have to pinch my butt off," Fred chuckled, as he looked into her eyes and laughed. They both laughed together, as the delicious sensations of satisfying sex, surged through their bodies.
Finally Dale pulled his prick out of her ass-hole slowly.
"That's it, baby, real slow. It hurts if you do it too fast."
"I know," Dale nodded. "That's what my girl told me."
"It's a fact," she said, "you can't pull the cock out too quickly, without it hurting like the devil."
When he had yanked his prick out, he lay on his back and relaxed. A moment later Fred pulled his penis out, and he lay on his back, too. Then she looked at both of them. Strangely, their peckers didn't go down. While they both had shot, their cocks refused to go down.
"What strange penises," she observed, reaching out and squeezing their huge dicks.
"You see," Fred smiled, "we don't go down. We've got big cocks, and I mean big ones."
Dale congratulated her.
"You've got a real tremendous ass-hole to fuck," he told the teacher, "and I mean I enjoyed balling you."
He knew how much he enjoyed what he was getting, and she did, too.
"Honey," she turned to Fred and asked, "would you tell me if you really dug me, or did you just do this for me?"
"I did it for you," he told her flatly.
She knew she had given the students a good time. Yet she was worried. They picked up on this.
She was realizing that she had made a big mistake, and as both boys began playing with her breasts and sucking on them again, she stroked their heads. But, it was with total reluctance, for she knew now that sooner or later she would be caught. This knowledge tormented her. Yet, for them, she had to keep happy.
"Ohh, I love it so much."
Her body was wiggling about the bed, and from all appearances she was that crazy about it.
"Would you say you're an oversexed nympho?" Dale asked her bluntly.
"That's some question to ask me."
"Well, what would you say."
"Well, yes."
"That's what I thought," Dale said. "We're lucky. I've always been looking for a nympho to fuck. They can take it and enjoy it as much as a man does."
"Well, I'll admit I do enjoy it a lot," she agreed.
Then, she kept wondering what they would do next. But, she didn't have long to wonder, for each boy kept suggesting a different kind of sex act.
CHAPTER FIVE
Now, that the boys were so eager to experiment and try everything, the teacher tried to think of new things that she could do.
"How would it be if I sucked Dale off while Fred ate me?"
"Why, that sounds like fun," Fred smiled. "Dale ought to find out what your cock-suck is like."
She lay on her back and spread her legs invitingly. Reaching down she played with her vagina to excite him. Then he got his buddy over to her quickly.
"Dale, why don't you straddle her?"
Dale straddled her and let his buttocks fall down on her breasts. As his buttocks collided with her soft breasts, waves of erotic delight went through him.
"Oh, that feels so good," he told her.
Now, he was aiming his cock toward her mouth.
"Dale," she suggested, "why don't we do this? You can ride my tits with your butt, and then start pulling your pecker. Then, at the same time you can be dragging your balls over my tits. That, should be very pleasurable."
Dale nodded as he reached down to grip his mainstem. Sure enough, as he pulled his pecker, and his balls dragged on her tits, he got waves of pleasure.
"You know quite a bit about fucking and playing around, don't you," he asked the teacher. She nodded delightedly, and looked up at him. "Well, I guess I've made a science of screwing."
"That's a good subject to major in, teacher."
"You know it."
Now, she was enjoying herself, and so was he. Soon he wanted her to lick on the balls.
"Honey," he suggested, "why don't you lick on my testicles while I pull my pecker?"
He moved forward and then let his balls drag over her face. As she saw them waving over her, she let her tongue sweep out and she started licking. The pleasure was great.
"Oh, that feels so good, keep licking those balls. Yes, that's great. That's what I dig."
Meantime, Fred was down between her legs. As Fred's tongue lashed away at her vagina, he reached up to play with her stomach. He let his hands wander over her stomach. He pulled her pussy apart, and looked at the pink, quivering, moist flesh. He liked the sight of it, and then when the small clitoris popped out, he licked it like a small penis.
"Oh, baby," she gasped, between licking Dale's testicles.
Now, he decided he would let his tongue slip in there. As his tongue slid in, he gained more pleasure, and he let it jab back and forth, all around inside of her, and excited himself.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Keep it going, baby, keep it going!"
The pleasure was increasing and he enjoyed it more every moment.
"Oh, that's beautiful. Keep twisting your tail, baby."
Fred was determined that he was going to gain pleasure. And, he did.
His hands gripped her ass-cheeks as his tongue slid inside of her.
Meantime, Dale was becoming so excited that his balls were swelling. As the teacher watched the balls swelling, she contemplated what fun it would be to suck the prick off. Then she could enjoy the delicious cum.
"Ohh, honey," he panted, "you're gonna get a mouthful of prick."
The thought of getting a mouthful caused the teacher to open her mouth wide. Then Dale inserted his prick. At first her mouth licked around the crown of the cock. Then, slowly she let her tongue slip in the small slit. This made his cock quiver. Next, she let her lower lip drag over the dick. Somehow this produced waves of pleasure for Dale. He couldn't understand how she knew all of these little secrets that added so much delight to sex.
"Suck that prick," he told the teacher. "Suck it, baby, suck it!"
Now, the teacher was building up a steady rhythm. As the rhythm built up, the pleasure increased.
"Ohh, baby, suck it, suck it, baby, suck it!"
He was thrusting it into the teacher's mouth now, with new-found delight. With hard driving thrusts, the pleasure increased.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I dig!"
The sheer delight and pleasure of what was happening was almost too much.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. That's what I dig. Keep it up, yes, open your mouth, let me thrust it down your throat."
Angling her head for her, the young hot-blooded student thrust his dick down the teacher's throat, almost making her gag. Even though she could hardly stand it, there was a strange pleasure that she was receiving from being nothing more than a container for his cock. She loved the feeling of it slipping down her throat. Now, she reached out to grip Dale's buttocks. She massaged the buttocks and played with them while he fucked her.
"Oh, teacher, I love it when you feel my ass. You know just how to touch me."
No doubt about it, the teacher was learning how to make the students turn on.
Suddenly, she inserted a finger up Dale's tight anus. This excited him no end.
"Oh, that feels good. Fuck my ass-hole."
The teacher enjoyed fucking on his ass-hole. At the same time she was taking great delight in sucking his cock. And, Dale was enjoying watching the saliva-slickened shaft slip in and out of her clasping mouth. Her lips held the prick tightly, and her cheeks sucked in as he thrust. Then, he enjoyed the finger continuing its sliding up the ass-hole.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, keep it up!"
Now, he was enjoying himself immensely.
Meantime his buddy, Fred, was going down on her and enjoying that, too. Fred observed that the finger was sliding up Dale's ass-hole, and he decided that a good thing to do would be to let his finger slide up her ass-hole.
So, he let one finger slip up her ass-hole while he continued eating her cunt out.
"Oh, teacher," Fred panted, "what a pretty pussy. What a sweet ass."
The teacher enjoyed the words. As she went on sucking on Dale's dick, she enjoyed feeling Fred's finger gliding up her ass-hole.
Now, they were going to town.
"Suck that prick, suck that prick," he told her. "Suck it, teacher, suck it. Oh, yes, that's beautiful. Oh, baby, I like it when you finger my ass-hole, and you eat my dick."
The young boy was driving into the teacher's mouth, and enjoying it more every minute. The teacher was lavishing her tongue all over the head of his prick, determined to enjoy him the most possible.
"Oh, suck it, teach, suck that dick, suck it, suck it off, suck it. You're gonna get a nice load of stuff. Ohhh, teacher, you're gonna get a nice surprise. A white surprise. A sticky white surprise."
The teacher marveled, at how the young stud desiring his cock sucked off effectively, could lure her on with talk about his cum-juice.
"Suck it, teacher, suck it. Oh, yes, teacher, suck, suck that cock."
Meantime, the sucking was getting her so excited, she was starting to moisten down at her pussy. Fred noticed this, and he had great fun licking and lashing away.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, teacher, yes, teacher!" he panted, in between letting his tongue slip up there. The pleasure was building and building. He enjoyed it immensely, and so did she.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it going, keep it going!"
Soon, they could hardly stand it. And, the pleasure built and built. Suddenly Dale's pecker shot its load. As the hot, thick creamy cum flashed into her mouth, she sucked joyfully. This was what she wanted, to taste him. And taste him she did.
"Ohh, teacher, suck it, suck it, teacher, sue it!"
The pleasure was too much. And she enjoyed it immensely.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"
Now, she had built to the point where she could hardly stand it. At this point she let her fingers slip out of his ass-hole and she gripped his ass-cheeks as she sucked his cock off. He gave her a double shot, he got so excited. This was really what she loved. Sex with a young stud, who had a never-ending shooting peter.
The cum of Dale's dick excited her, triggering her own climax. Suddenly she gushed, giving Fred a mouthful. Fred wasted no time in letting his tongue whip around her cunt, and he ate her delightedly. Suddenly, as he finished sucking, he pulled his mouth off her and laughed, "We could make a fucking exhibition team."
When she heard this she laughed, as she slid her mouth off Dale's dick. However, Dale turned to her and said, "Why not?"
She thought about it for a moment, "They do make a lot of money doing that, don't they?"
"You bet they do," he said.
Then Dale told her, "There's a guy who's a pusher at school, and he's always after kids to fuck. How would you like to try it?"
"But, I'm no kid," she said.
"That doesn't make any difference," he explained. "As long as it's a young stud fucking an older woman, that doesn't make any diff. It's the idea that it's a young kid."
"Well, that you are, darling," she smiled, as she reached out for his handle. "Doesn't that big dick of yours ever go down."
"No, baby, it's my mouth that goes down," Dale laughed.
Now, Fred was really hot for the idea.
"There's not a reason in the world why we can't make some money doing this. You could wear a mask and a wig."
"Yes, and if I ever got caught, they'd nail me.
"You're not going to get caught," Fred said. "We're gonna have fun, baby. Real fun."
The teacher thought about it a moment, and the whole idea did intrigue her.
It was indeed an upsetting moment for her as she thought about it. However, she thought she might as well get some fun.
"How much money do you think they'd pay?"
"Oh, a hundred dollars a night," Fred smiled. "That's pretty good, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is, if you don't get caught."
"You don't have to worry about a thing," Fred explained. "I hear they have big stag parties. And, you perform on a little stage. The men are so drunk and out of their gourds they wouldn't even know who was screwing whom. It's just the idea that they like a wild action show, with all kinds of sex acts being performed."
"I don't think I should do it," she said suddenly.
"Look, teacher," he said, "you've done about everything now. Don't be ridiculous."
She thought about it for a long time and then she decided maybe it wouldn't hurt.
In the days that followed at school, Fred would not give up on the idea. He was determined to have a fuck. So he came to her after class four days later and said, "I've got it arranged with Harvey."
"What are you talking about?"
"Harvey is the guy who arranges the sex shows. He hires kids around here to fuck at stag parties."
"But, you're sure he wouldn't think I was too old?"
It was strange how the idea of being considered a young woman intrigued her, fascinated her, and almost made her throw over all reason.
"Baby, as long as you've got a good cunt, that's all that counts."
"I have that," she laughed, "and a hot mouth."
"That, love, is all you need," Fred smiled.
She wondered if it didn't include Dale, too.
"Is Dale going to join us?"
"No," he told her frankly. "He just wants the two of us."
"Well, that's alright with me. When is this big sex show going to come off?"
"It's going to come off on Saturday," he said.
She thought about it a long moment, and then told him, "Call me up tonight."
Fred didn't like being put off.
"What's there to decide?" he demanded.
"I just wish you wouldn't rush me."
"I'm not rushing you," he insisted. "We just have to know."
Finally, being pushed against the wall like this, she nodded. Just in time, too, because the principal walked in.
"Good afternoon," he said, observing her talking and being nervous with Fred.
"Anything bothering you?" the principal said, as Fred went out of the room.
"Why, no, not a thing. Everything is going along just fine for me."
The principal sat down and looked around the room.
"Your bulletin boards look very nice," he observed. "But how are your grades coming along? I believe we had tests last week."
"I had only three failures," she said.
The principal bristled. "When we fail a student, aren't we really failing ourselves?" he demanded cagily.
"I never looked at it that way."
"Well, it's about time you did."
Now, he was eager to get her talking about her grades.
'I hope you didn't give a lot of low grades," the principal continued.
"Why? Does it make any difference?"
"Of course, it does," the principal nodded and continued. "I don't care to be bothered with a lot of irate parents coming in here and making a fuss. After all, I'm too busy to give a damn about whether Mrs. Jones liked what Sally Jones got for her grade."
"I see they keep you busy."
"Much too busy," he said.
Now, she was getting the point. The principal was really burned up. And she realized she practically had to give certain grades.
"I don't like being backed into the corner," she said. "I like to have a little freedom."
"I hope I don't have to interpret this as defiance," he said abruptly.
"No, damn it, it's not defiance. It's simply this. A person should get the grade that he deserves. All this big concern over whether or not the parents are happy over their offspring's grade doesn't matter to me."
"But, that's precisely my point," the principal smiled wryly. "It is my concern. I want to have good public relations. There isn't a reason in the world why these students can't all get good grades. To each according to his ability. In other words, if a student isn't doing well, no doubt it's because they don't have the brain power to do well. So, why should they be penalized with a poor grade. I have discovered that it is much simpler to give all C's. Try to give quite a few B's, and a few A's. That makes sense according to the curve."
The principal got up and walked out. But, before he went out of the room completely, he turned and told her, "Watch this keeping kids after school, too. Complications can arise, and I wouldn't want that to happen."
"Thank you so much," she told him.
Now, she realized that he was going to be on her trail every moment. If it wasn't the grades, it was keeping kids after school. She went out to her car, and sure enough, that good-for-nothing teacher that she was trying to avoid, Jeff, was there.
"Good afternoon, teach," Jeff smiled. "You still making it with the kids?"
"You've got a big mouth," she snapped.
"So have you. That's why I want to fuck it."
"And, you've got a dirty mind, too."
He laughed and said, "You're one to talk. Making it with kids, and talking about me."
She wanted to get away from him, but he didn't want her to. He wanted sex with her, and he told her as much.
"Honey," he smiled, "Let's go to the local pub and have a little drink."
"Drink alone."
"It's no fun drinking alone," he smiled at her. "That's too bad."
He didn't like the acid manner that she had. And, he determined that he was going to get out of her, just what he wanted.
"Teacher," he laughed, "don't be difficult. Now, you just listen to me for a minute and I'll get you on the right track."
"That's a laugh," she snapped. "All you want is sex. You've got the most twisted mind I've ever seen."
Now, he decided to use a little psychology and make his trick work effectively.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll join me tonight."
She quickly understood it was a thinly veiled threat. Either or. So, she nodded.
"Look, I don't feel like going anywhere. But, if you put it that way, I will."
"You mean I gave you an offer you can't refuse," he smiled, remembering the way the Godfather used that line.
"And you're using the same tactics in talking that way to me."
He nodded, and said, "It got results in the movie, and it does in real life, too."
Something about the cocky smile and the insolent manner made her want to slap his face. But, instead, she knew she would probably have to pull his prick off one way or another.
He looked at her, and then said, "I know a nice little bar. It's over on 56th Street. You will find it easily if you follow me."
She thought about it just a second and then she nodded. "Alright, Jeff."
He got the look in her eye and realized she was furious. However, she was following. In the final analysis that was all that counted with Jeff, getting his way.
He got in his car and she followed. As they came near to the bar, she realized it was in a nude dancing section. She was furious. She didn't enjoy the idea of having to watch women throw their asses around.
"Well, what do you think of this place?" he said, as he had parked his car and was walking to the club entrance.
"It looks like a dirty, filthy hole."
"But, they've got some of the cutest little naked babes on that runway that you've ever seen, and how they fling their tits around, and their asses."
"Not interested."
"Well, I didn't think you would be," he told her. "You don't look like the les type."
They went into the place, and a redhead was flinging her body around, in a wild manner. There was a drummer who was pounding a wild, sensual beat on drums. As the redhead came charging down the runway, she wiggled all over.
"That's Roxie," he smiled. "Isn't she tremendous?"
"She's good looking, but she certainly has a nerve to be throwing herself at men like this in a public place."
"That's what Roxie is paid to do," he smiled. "And, she does it very well, doesn't she?"
"Well, you mean she does it pretty wildly."
Roxie noticed Jeff walk in. She went over and flung her ass-cheeks in his face.
"Get out of here, bitch," the teacher said angrily.
"Jealous, honey?" Roxie smiled, as she turned to look at her.
"Not in the least," the teacher snapped. "Believe me, baby, I could do just what you're doing, and do it better."
Now, the boss was delighted. If there was anything he enjoyed seeing, it was an honest-to-goodness fight among jealous females.
"Do you want to slug her, Roxie?" Maxie, the boss, laughed.
"I wouldn't waste my time," Roxie said, as she strode across the runway, completely nude.
Now, Jeff was in his glory.
"Hey, baby, I'll give you fifty bucks if you'll join us later at my place."
"Really," Roxie snapped, "I wouldn't be caught dead with you or her."
The teacher was flabbergasted, and she didn't know what to say. Apparently, Jeff was deriving enormous satisfaction out of torturing her.
"What are you trying to do? Make me hate you?"
He looked at her and smiled, and said, "No, honey, I've got my own ideas about sex. I hope you don't mind."
Now, she understood, and so did he. It was an eyeball-to-eyeball confrontation. Apparently he wanted something very unique and rare.
As they drank, they became so stoned that they didn't care about anything.
"I'm game to invite her over," she smiled. "That is, if you think you could take two women."
"Oh, I know I could," he laughed. "If there's anything I would like, it would be two gorgeous females to fuck."
"Well, you're going to have your opportunity," she assured him.
He motioned for Roxie to come over. Roxie was massaging her breasts, and wiggling her hips slightly.
"You wanted me?" she smiled.
"Yes," Jeff smiled. "I thought maybe you'd want to join me and her, and we could have a ball."
"What's in it for me?" she whispered. The customers were all watching as Roxie focused her attention on one man.
"Fifty bucks."
"I've got to think about it. Yes."
"It didn't take you long to think about it," he laughed.
"Well, it isn't every day you get an offer for fifty. Most of these guys are lucky if they can scare up ten or twenty for a fast blow job."
"Okay, honey, but you're going to have to do some really wild stuff to earn your fifty."
"I'm game," she smiled, giving the teacher a strange look. Then she glanced at the female teacher and winked.
"Right on," Jeff nodded. "You understand me.
"I sure do, you twisted good-for-nothing."
They both had a good chuckle, and now he was ready to make it.
"Honey," he asked, "don't you think you'll enjoy sex for three?"
Roxie looked away and then the boss came over.
"Roxie," he said, "I hope you're not up to your old tricks. You know, baby, you can't do things like that around here."
"Oh, I know," she laughed. "We've gone so moral. You're a real puritan, aren't you?"
He looked at her and said, "Not a puritan, baby, but really, you can't peddle sex too obviously."
She nodded, and then continued her way across the runway.
All of the men's eyes were focused on her body as she wiggled.
"Roxie," one man called to her. "Come over here, honey, and shake it for me."
Roxie went over and was shaking her vagina in front of the man's nose.
"Honey, that would be such a nice lunch for me.
"Well, it's dinner time now," she smiled.
"How much does dinner cost?"
"More than you can afford, darling."
Roxie moved on to another man.
"I'm a tits man," he smiled. "Massage your breasts for me, baby."
"I wish you were a tip man," Roxie suggested. "Then maybe I could give a better massage. It isn't often that you ever leave a nickel."
"What do you want? Two bits?"
"Beats a nickel, doesn't it?" Roxie smiled, as she massaged her breasts vigorously and shook them for the man.
"What nipples," he commented. "Good sucking, I'll bet."
"Now, you know you're not supposed to have obscene talk."
"You mean, sucking tits is obscene? Since when? Then babies are obscene 'cause they're forever sucking on nipples."
"That's different."
"What's different about it?" the man demanded. "Nipples are nipples, ain't they?"
"Yes, darling, but a baby's mouth is a little different than a man's mouth."
"That's what you think," he chuckled. "I still love to suck on 'em."
Roxie moved on, and Max called for her.
"What is it, Max, darling?" she smiled as she strode over to him at the bar.
"You're talking too long to the customers, honey. Someone might get the idea you're trying to peddle sex."
"What a horrid thought," she said angrily. "You know I'd never do a thing like that, don't you?"
"I don't know anything of the sort," he laughed.
"Well, you can trust me."
"Can I, Roxie?" he said.
She shook her head and he nodded.
"That's about it, honey," Maxie laughed. "You can't be trusted out of sight."
Roxie strode away, and Jeff got to talking to the female teacher.
"Honey, how would you like to suck on Roxie's tit?"
"You're out of your mind."
"So what's new?"
She looked angrily at him and he said, "You need another drink. Maxie, make her a nice big drink."
"That's the last thing I need," she said.
She was aware of what he wanted. When the drink finally came, she gulped it down eagerly.
"This will help me."
"You needed something, didn't you?"
"You bet your sweet ass I did."
She thought about what would happen next, and it bothered her.
"Honey," he smiled, "aren't you getting anxious?"
Sally Terry was never more confused in her life. It seemed as if everywhere she turned, she was getting involved in more sex. And, it bugged the hell out of her. Now, she noticed Roxie was looking at her.
"She's looking at me funny," she commented.
"Well, she's just horny for you."
"Well, I'm not horny for her."
"You will be, in time."
"I will be when hell freezes over," she told him.
However, as she finished her drink, she barely noticed that the stage had gone bare. The lights were out and the music had stopped. Now, she felt someone next to her. A leg pushing against her leg. She turned, and there was Roxie.
"Hi, honey," Roxie giggled. "Pleased to meet you."
"Sally Terry, meet Roxie."
The two women exchanged glances, and then Sally said, "I'm not going to have sex with you tonight."
"Well, I don't care if you do or you don't."
"You see how agreeable she is?" Jeff shrugged. "Baby, I wish you were like that. You've got too many morals."
"That's a laugh," Sally said quickly. "I have my own set of morals. And they're designed to please me. Nobody else. Apparently you dig women getting together on beds."
"That I do," Jeff agreed. "And, so do a lot of other men, honey. There's something real sexy about a sassy female fucking."
Now, she had a hot desire for action. And, it disgusted her no end that she was involved in such a situation.
"What do you do for a living?" Roxie asked the teacher.
"Nothing."
"Are you a hooker, honey?" Roxie asked her point-blank.
"I'm a teacher."
"You've got to be kidding," Roxie said, motioning for Maxie to come over and give her a drink. "What do you want, honey?" Maxie asked. "The usual."
"You're gonna pay for it, too, baby."
"She is not," Jeff said. "I'm buying."
Maxie gave her a disgusted scowl, and then he went to get the drink.
"You know, you're not supposed to drink or get acquainted with the customers, don't you?"
"Rules are made to be broken," she giggled coyly. Then she began sipping her drink. As she got more loaded, she reached over and patted Sally on her thigh.
"You're a real pretty chick," she told Sally.
Sally instantly recoiled at the thought of another woman finding her appealing.
"I mean it, baby, you really are. You've got class."
Sally looked straight ahead and she noticed
Maxie was laughing.
"It's real funny, isn't it?" she said nervously.
Maxie nodded, as he looked at her and laughed.
"We all have our problems, honey."
"Well, damn it, I don't like this problem."
She was furious now, and it was disgusting her.
The two women were looking at each other eagerly now. Suddenly, Roxie realized she had her where she wanted her. She was nervous, she was twitching, and she was confused. This was the time to move in and have sex, and she knew it. She had operated this way with other women before. She used their lack of knowledge about female-female sex, to induce them to have wild sex with her.
"What is your bust size, baby?"
"What's it to you?"
"It means a lot, honey."
"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't share your mutual admiration."
"You two knock it off," Jeff laughed. "Make up in bed."
"In a pig's eye, I'll go to bed with her," Sally said. Then, Jeff whispered something in her ear.
"You know, baby, you'll do what I want you to do. I heard a couple of boys talking about having sex with you."
"Don't try to blackmail me," Sally snapped. "You don't know a damn thing."
"Oh, yes, I do. I know their names. One boy's name is Fred. The other is Dale. Am I right?"
Sally knew she was had. She was so angry she didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she wheeled around and slugged him.
"Why did you do that, Sally?" Roxie asked, as she watched, entertained.
"Because, damn it, he deserved it."
"I told her the truth about a couple of young boys she's been making it with."
"Shame, shame, Sally."
Sally knew no shame. She was furious that she was trapped. In her trap, she wanted a release, but the release wasn't coming. Now, she was nervous and troubled.
"Honey," she suggested, "don't you think you'd enjoy fucking me?"
"I should say not."
Sally wanted to run away. She wanted to go anywhere. Anywhere to get out of what she was going to get into. But, there was no way out, and she knew it only too well.
As she became more nervous thinking about it, she trembled.
"Are you cold in here, honey?" Jeff asked insultingly.
"No," she snapped. "I'm hot. Hot as hell. Furious with you."
He knew it, but it didn't matter. He had her where he wanted her, and that was all that he cared about.
CHAPTER SIX
Now, it was getting on late at night, and a new girl was replacing Roxie.
"Look at Luann, that cute blonde," Roxie said. "She really turns them on with her wiggle, doesn't she?"
"I don't know," she said quickly. "She looks like a little tramp to me."
"They all look like tramps to you, don't they?" Jeff smiled at Sally.
Then he paid for the drinks and the three of them left.
"Shall I go in my car?" Roxie asked him. "Why don't you go with Sally?" he suggested. "Forget it," she said.
"Well, you really should," he advised. "If she tries to get away from us, you'll make sure she follows me."
"Oh, not a bad idea," Roxie said quickly.
As they drove down the highway, it burned the hell out of Sally that Jeff had her in this position. He had thought out every angle, and sealed off every escape.
Her life was becoming swiftly a merry-go-round of sex, and the more she thought about it, the more nervous and angry she became. Why should she go on having sex like this? Weren't there normal people anywhere? Why should she be turmoiled, and in such trouble? Yet, she knew that she had better go through with it.
"How long have you been a dancer?" she asked Roxie.
"Ever since I won a contest back in high school."
"Where did you come from, Roxie?"
"Sioux Falls," she smiled. "Honey, why do you ask so many questions?"
"Because I'm interested in you, dear. I'm wondering if you're really a hustler, disguising yourself as a dancer."
"I ought to slap your face for saying a thing like that," Roxie said tightly. "You know, you're really a bitch at heart."
"What do you think you are?" Sally demanded.
"A pretty good grind," she smiled proudly.
"Well, baby, it doesn't mean a thing to me."
Finally they arrived at Jeff's apartment. Sally got out and parked the car, and Roxie followed her closely, almost as if she was keeping a watchful eye on her.
"I know my way," Sally told her.
"Well, I thought you did," she said knowingly.
"And, I don't appreciate your double-meanings."
"Nor do I appreciate yours."
Now, the two girls were understanding each other. They were knifing, vieing for the affections of Jeff. Suddenly, Sally found Jeff attractive. Maybe it was the liquor, maybe it was the competition, but she wanted him all to herself.
"Hi, gorgeous girls," he smiled at them.
"To whom are you referring?" Roxie said. "Of course, you mean me, don't you, lover?"
"I mean, plural," he told her frankly. "You're both knock-outs. But, baby, don't let your twat get to twitching. I'm still hung up on you."
No doubt about it, they were really tight for time. And Roxie had to work quickly because she had another engagement.
"I don't want to rush anything," Roxie said with a sly smile, "but I do have a dinner engagement later."
"Year, I can just imagine a dinner engagement in bed."
"Are you trying to say something?" Roxie said, standing still and looking directly at Sally.
"Oh, no," Sally said, "I was just trying to explain something. Explain why you were in such a hurry. In other words, it's not a one-night, one-man stand. It's a two-man stand on a one-night basis. That means you have to work quite a bit into just a few minutes, isn't that right?"
"I can take care of myself," Roxie said quickly.
When they got into the apartment, Jeff walked over to a radio and turned on some music. Then he went into the bedroom and proudly announced, "Look at my water bed."
The bedroom was dark except for some strange lighting around his water bed. It gave an eerie glow.
"Oh, I've never fucked in a water bed," Roxie said proudly.
"Well, tonight is your big opportunity," Sally said. "Maybe he'll get so busy with you, he'll give me a break."
Instantly, Jeff caught on to what a bitch Sally was trying to be, and he determined he would get even with her.
"Sally," he said, "get off your clothes, baby, and we'll figure out our three-way."
He was eager to get going, and so was she. It was obvious to her now that there was only one thing that she could do. That was to go through with it. Sally began undressing and Roxie was surprised at her speed.
"You could be a stripper," she told her. "You take off your clothes real quick."
"I'm trying to get it over with," she laughed.
"Now, now, doll," she said. "That's no way to act. Here Jeff is willing to share his big old prick with us both, and you make light of it."
"I'm not making light of anything," she said. "But, that's the way it is."
When the two women were stark-naked, they turned and looked at each other. Sally, to her surprise, saw that they did look good together in the mirror.
"A week ago down there at the bar, we would have turned the place upside down with our bodies."
She knew that Roxie was right. She did have a gorgeous body, and if she twitched her tits like Roxie did, she was sure she could shake up a lot of men at the bar.
"Will you two quite complimenting each other, and get ready to give me a good suck and fuck?" Jeff demanded.
"Of course, darling," Roxie smiled, patting him on the buttocks. "We love to just entertain you any way we know how."
Now, he was almost undressed. As he peeled off his shorts, his huge cock jumped into place.
"Oh, what a prick you've got," Roxie smiled. "What a real solid dick that is."
"Well, Roxie, baby, on your knees and suck it off."
Immediately Roxie got to her knees. This really disgusted Sally. She knew Roxie was a slut and she didn't mind telling her point-blank.
"Well, you couldn't wait to get on your knees, could you, dear?" she snapped.
Roxie wasn't paying any attention, however. Instead, she was grasping the huge tool and pulling it to her mouth eagerly. Then, she let her tongue sweep over the head of it, and she began sucking suddenly.
"Suck that cock," he told her quickly. "Suck it, baby, suck it!"
Now, the pleasure was building and she could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I like!"
The pleasure was too much.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I like. Ohh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, keep it going!"
Now, she could hardly stand it. The pleasure was building, and she was enjoying it more every moment.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, Roxie. Eat my dick. Take it, take it down your throat."
Now, he was driving it down Roxie's throat.
Sally, not to be outdone, dropped to her knees behind him. She reached up and gripped his ass-cheeks. Then, parting them, she let her tongue whip around his anus. He love that.
"Oh, Sally, I see you're interested now."
Sally indeed was interested, and she was not going to be outdone by Roxie.
Sally's tongue slid down his ass-hole, and soon she was savagely fucking him.
"Fuck my ass-hole," he told her eagerly. "That's what I like, baby. Keep it up, keep it up, baby, keep fucking me."
The hot tongue jabbed up there, and with every thrust he became more electrified with the sexual excitement.
"Ohh, do T ever love that," he panted excitedly. "Keep fucking me. Keep fucking me, baby, keep fucking me."
The pleasure seemed never to end. It grew every moment.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it going, keep it going, baby. That's what I like. Keep loving me."
Faster and faster the excitement built, until she could hardly stand the pleasure.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I dig. Keep it going, baby."
Faster and faster Sally's tongue slipped up his ass-hole. He wiggle back so he could derive the enormous pleasure from it.
"Ohh, baby, what an ass-sucker you are!"
Sally was so stinking drunk that nothing he said could have been an insult now. She knew what she was doing, and she enjoyed it.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I dig, ohhh, ahhh. Yes, lover, yes!"
The pleasure that she was deriving from being subservient to Jeff was a strange one. She enjoyed the debasement, and actually found fun in having another woman taking him on at the other side.
"Suck that prick," he panted. "Suck it, baby, suck it. Yes, that's what I want. Do it, baby, do it!"
The pleasure was building and building. She could hardly stand it.
The hot stud teacher thrust his dick down the nude dancer's throat. She played with his balls as she gobbled his prick. She was eager to get her mouth full of the sweet juice. He was just as eager to give it to her.
The pleasure that he derived from giving it it to her was enormous. And, she enjoyed it, and he enjoyed it.
"Ohhh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I dig. Ohh, ahh, yes, lover, yes!"
Somehow, it was almost more than he could stand.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby, keep it going!"
Now, Sally's tongue was sliding back and forth to the same tempo as his ass-cheeks were flexing in, as he thrust his dick down Roxie's throat. She enjoyed following his tempo. It made him the man. It made her the woman. And this was what she liked. To hell with female lib, she enjoyed making over a man. And, as she was further debased, she discovered that she enjoyed this side of sex as well.
"Oh, Roxie," he told her, "you're really sucking that good. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I dig. Oh yes, suck it, baby, suck it!"
The pleasure that he derived from the sucking was amazing. He loved the way the girl could twirl her tongue around the crown of his cock, suddenly slipping her tongue in the small slit. Then, he liked to have her let her lower lip drag over the head of the dick, under the sensitive glans portion of the penis. This made it even more exciting. For her, the pleasure was great, too. She enjoyed watching the saliva-slick shaft sliding in and out. She would pull it, so she could feel it on the sides of her cheeks, and then the excitement when it touched the back of her throat. She loved the personal, intimate contact of his cock.
"Fuck me," he begged her. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
The pleasure was building and building.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up baby. That's what I want. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, lover, yes. Keep it going, keep it going!"
The balls jiggled against her chin, as she sucked on his tool. Jeff was proud of himself. He loved taking two women on. And, to have one at his dick, one at his ass-hole, was beautiful. Also, he liked to have them kneeling before him and kneeling behind him. It gave him a great source of satisfaction to feel he was it. He was the man, and they were the women.
"Suck my ass," he continued. "Suck it, baby, suck it. Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Eat ass, eat my ass out."
His blunt, willing way to speak of what was happening also added pleasure to the sex. He wasn't ashamed of what he wanted. He was more than willing to ask for it by name. There was no beating around the bush. When Jeff wanted his ass sucked, he wanted his ass sucked. When he wanted his hot dick licked, he asked for it.
Now, he was almost there. He reached down and gripped Roxie's head. He loved to run his fingers through her red hair. He looked at her ivory skin, and watched her red lips as they encircled his cock.
"You're gonna get a big load of cock juice," he smiled. "Hang on, honey."
Roxie hung on, anxious, eager to get it.
"Suck it, baby, suck it!"
She sucked vigorously, and then she got a mouthful of creamy, thick sperm.
The beautiful action continued, and she was delighted.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, suck that dick. Suck it, baby, suck it!" Now the pleasure was theirs and they enjoyed it.
"Ohh, ahh, eat my ass out now. Do it the same way that she's sucking my cock off."
Sally tried to put inspiration into her ass-sucking. She tried to make it as pleasurable as humanly possible. And, he could tell it. With every hot tongue-jab, his body quivered with excitement. The thrills, the tingling sensual delights ran up and down his spine.
"I'm shaking, I'm so turned on," he told them.
"Ohh, ahh, eat that prick. Gobble that juice, baby. Eat it up."
Sally wished that she could have gotten some in her mouth, but she knew that was impossible now. Anyway, he enjoyed it. When Jeff pulled his pecker out of Roxie's mouth, he patted her on the head, teasingly.
"You!re a pretty good cock-suck," he assured her.
"Did you enjoy it?" she smiled.
"You know it, baby, you know it."
Sally, on her feet now, was looking strangely at Roxie's body. Her body became more beautiful after she had gotten so excited. The blood was running quickly, and her flesh looked red and exciting. "
"Are you turning on with me?" Roxie said. "Looks like you're getting horny, honey."
"I am."
"Well, there's only one thing we can do about that, darling," she smiled. "I know."
The two women's eyes locked, and they came closer together.
"Well, honey," she said. "You're beautiful. You really are, baby."
Roxie knew it was time to move in.
"I've got something in my purse that you would like."
"What is it, darling?" Sally asked, almost as if hypnotized by Roxie's beauty.
Roxie turned around and she watched her as she walked over to her purse. She did have a gorgeous, trim ass. Her legs were live and long, and her red hair was too much when it fell about her shoulders. Turning around, she came back to her quickly.
"It's this."
She was holding a plastic dildo, with straps that were dangling in mid-air.
"What on earth is that?" she demanded.
"You know what that is, don't you, honey?" she said.
"I have no idea."
"Well, love, it's about time you grew up. Dildos have been around a long time."
"Apparently, but I never knew about them."
"Pity."
Now Roxie was sliding into her dildo. "Give it to her, Roxie," Jeff smiled. "That's what I want."
Jeff became so stimulated as he watched Roxie put on her dildo, that his agitated balls were quivering. His pecker was getting harder by the second. When she was finally ready, with the dildo in place, and the leg bands strapped, she looked straight at Sally.
"I want to fuck you, Sally."
"Oh, Roxie, baby, you do look like-"
"Like what, honey?"
"Like a horny man. Come over here, honey, and let me feel that thing."
Roxie moved over sensuously and proudly. She stood directly in front of her and then she said, "Spread, baby, and I'll slip it into you."
She spread her legs far enough apart so Roxie could thrust the dildo into her. With a sudden, hard jab, the dildo moved in quickly.
"Oh, that's fantastic," she panted.
Now, the excitement was building and building. Her cunt muscles clasped the sliding tool as it came into her.
"Fuck me, baby," she gasped. "Fuck me, darling."
She was fucked good, and the pleasure now had really built.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep ft going, baby, keep it going!"
Now, it was too much.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Do it, baby, do it!" The raw delight of what she was experiencing was driving her out of her mind.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Give it to me. Give it to me. Thrust that dick up there."
Immediately Jeff went into action. He loved the sight of Roxie's behind as she drilled her. He came over behind her and began easing his dick toward her ass-hole.
"What you going to do, darling?" Roxie turned, her flame colored hair and green eyes turning him on immediately.
"I'm going to screw your ass-hole," he said excitedly. "What do you think of that?"
Roxie somehow knew exactly what to think. She wanted it, and the idea of that big tool slipping .up between her ass-cheeks excited her extremely.
"Oh, fuck me good, Jeff. I'd love that. And, right now while I'm doing it with her."
Jeff momentarily moved away. He went into the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and got a jar of vaseline. Then, he came back and began massaging his penis with the vaseline. He rubbed it all over the head of his cock, preparing it for the invasion. Then he gripped his tool proudly and slipped it to her. As the huge penis slipped into her, she felt it nearing the anal ring. This intrigued and excited her.
"Oh, baby," she panted. "This is going to be beautiful."
Then with his hands on Roxie's tits, he got a good grip with his legs and rammed it up her rectum. She let out a howl of pain.
"Ow, that hurts!" she gasped. "It hurts."
But, the hurt did not deter her from enjoying it. All of a sudden the sensations were shooting through her, wild, happy sensations. And, she felt electrified as it drove in.
"Fuck it," she grunted, "fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Now, the pleasure was increased. In hard, driving thrusts, the pleasure mounted and mounted.
"Fuck it, baby, fuck it!" he cried.
This pleasure was exactly what he needed, and she was glad to give it to him.
"Oh, baby, what a tight ass-hole you've got," Jeff said to her.
Now, Sally was going out of her mind. As she watched in the mirror, she could see him sliding it up Roxie's ass-hole, and it derived pleasure for her.
"Ohh, Jeff, I'm enjoying this orgy action."
"You see, Sally," he reminded her. "I told you we'd have fun. It's fun having a wild free-for-all fuck. It really is, baby."
Jeff was riding it in faster and faster now.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," he panted. "Oh, yes, baby, do it! That's beautiful. Do it, baby, do it!"
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. Ohh, yes!"
Now, she thought she would flip out of her gourd.
"Oh, Jeff, fuck me, fuck me!" Roxie cried.
As Jeff rammed it up Roxie's rectum, Roxie felt new sensations. She began building her own cock-drives into her girlfriend at the identical tempo.
"Like this!" she panted. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep it going, keep it going, baby."
The fucking action continued, and both of them were enjoying it. However, the three of them were enjoying it totally. Him with his dick riding up Roxie's rectum, and Roxie driving her dildo up Sally's cunt.
Now, Jeff said, "It would really turn me on to watch you two frenching each other."
Sally pushed her face up toward Roxie's, and Roxie's mouth crushed on Sally's. Soon their lips were pressing hard against each other, as Sally's mouth gently opened. Roxie's tongue invaded her mouth. Jeff watched while his cock thrust up Roxie's ass-hole.
"Oh, girls," he gasped, "this is really fun. I'm really loving this. Oh, baby, fuck, fuck, keep your tail twisting. That's it, grab my dick, grab it, baby, grab it. Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep fucking!"
The girls continued their action, and it was great pleasure indeed.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I dig. Keep it up, baby, ohh, ahh. Yes, baby, yes. Keep it up!"
Suddenly, he could hardly stand it. And, he enjoyed it.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"
The sudden pleasure that she was deriving from having the tool up her ass-hole, and her dildo up another woman was bringing her to climax.
"Drive it in one more time," Roxie said roughly-Then as he rode into her rectum, he exploded. The hot juice shot up her ass-hole. He rammed it in up to the hilt, and his balls jiggled on her cream-pitcher ass.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes!" he cried passionately, as the pecker exploded.
Now, he was going out of his mind.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"
Meantime, Sally was about there, too.
Her breasts were brushing against Roxie's, as Jeff released them.
"Oh, baby," she told him. "That's beautiful, that's really beautiful."
Now, Sally was clutching at Roxie, and suddenly she juiced. Instantly, Roxie came, too.
"I'm cuming," Sally bubbled eagerly.
"I'm cuming, too," Roxie replied.
Now, the three of them had made it. And, Jeff was enjoying sliding his tool up Roxie's ass-hole so much, he could hardly pull it out.
"I want to keep it in there awhile," he told her. "It's so much fun, it really is, baby."
He kept his tool inside her ass-hole a short time, and then he gently eased it out. The cum was dripping on the floor, and he went to get a towel to wipe it up.
"Well, dear, what did you think of that?" Roxie asked her.
"I never knew there could be such wild things."
Sally moved away, as the girl pulled the dick out of her. The pleasure she was experiencing now was almost beyond belief.
"Oh, darling," she smiled, "how beautiful."
Then Roxie unstrapped the dildo.
When she unstrapped it, Sally picked it up and carried it to the washroom and cleaned it. Then she handed it sparkling clean back to Roxie.
"You like my dildo, honey?"
"Oh, yes, darling, I do."
The two women looked at each other lovingly. Then Jeff came back.
"I see I'll be left out of the action if I don't protect my own interests around here."
"You're so right," Sally smiled. "Apparently women are pretty good lovers. I'm surprised, but you know, I enjoyed that with Roxie."
"A lot of women could enjoy each other if they would," Roxie explained. "And, that's what female lib is all about, isn't it?"
"Of course, it isn't all about that," Jeff complained. "Women have been discriminated against on jobs. They don't get the same pay as men. And that is what the big issue is about, not over whether or not women should screw each other."
"Well, everybody sees it from their own perspective," Roxie said. "As far as I'm concerned, I'm for equal sex rights. I think women should have equal rights to women. After all, I may have nice tits, but that doesn't mean I have the only tits in the world. Sometime, once, just once, I might want to suck on another set of tits."
"You've got a warped mind," Jeff said. "And, I guess I'm warped or I wouldn't enjoy screwing with you."
"Truer words were never spoken," she laughed. "But, baby, warped people have the most fun."
"Well, that's possible," he admitted.
Now, they were having a good laugh.
"I'm starved," Roxie said. "It's a lot of energy running around that ramp all night, throwing your ass and tits in people's faces."
"Well, I have a lot of food out there," he said. "I'll go out and get some cold cuts, some turkey, some ham, and some sandwiches can be made."
"I'll make them, Jeff," Sally agreed.
"It's nice to see you agreeable at last," he said. "After you sucked my ass out and got fucked with that dildo, you're acting human."
"I feel more complete," Sally said.
"Of course, she does," Roxie said. "All women feel more complete when they have total sex."
"Total sex," Jeff laughed. "Wouldn't they flip out at the school, where we teach, if they knew what we do in our spare time?"
"You both are teachers, are you?" Roxie said.
"That's right," Sally replied. "I teach English and he teaches history."
"Well, well, I used to teach dancing."
"You did?" Sally said.
"Yes, dancing lessons of a sort."
"You mean, you used to hustle through dancing?" Jeff chuckled.
"Jeff, you always make it so blunt."
"Yes, baby, I do."
He brought the food back on a platter. They picked the pieces of turkey, ham and chicken to make sandwiches on pumpernickel bread. Then he poured some champagne.
"What are we celebrating?" Roxie asked quickly.
"We're celebrating our orgy," Jeff said just like that. "I think this means a step toward more freedom. If people would do more fucking, and less fighting, they would all be better off."
"Why, that sounds indecent," Roxie smiled. "I thought everybody liked fighting, and fucking was obscene. It's perfectly all right to have twenty million dollars go toward watching a couple of men knock each other to hell and back. However, it would be obscene and indecent to watch a man and woman to go at it on worldwide television, the way they have the fights go on."
"Fucking makes everybody nervous," Jeff said.
"It really does. People are afraid to talk about it, they're afraid to think about it. But, they're curious as hell."
"Well, I'm eager to see what Marlon Brando is doing in that new picture, 'The Last Tango', " Sally said. "I wonder if we'll get to see him naked like Burt Reynolds."
"I hope so," Roxie said. "That's what I'm looking forward to."
"Personally, my favorite movie of the year was 'Deep Throat', " Jeff smiled. "I thought it was a very meaningful movie."
"Qh, go on with you," Roxie said, "you just wanted to get some kicks."
"Oh, no, I was seeking advanced education."
They had a good laugh, and then Sally smiled, "I wonder about those silicone tits some of those movie stars wear."
"Honey, don't worry about silicone. You don't need them."
"Well, I wasn't wondering about me," Sally assured her. "I was wondering about them. I hear there's that real sexy glamour girl who can't sing or dance or act, who has silicone tits."
"Well, she's about washed up," Jeff said. "She's having to take her clothes off in Vegas. When they reach the point of pasties and G-strings, you know they're through."
"It's too bad," Sally said, "because I think she had talent."
"Yes, she did. A talented twat."
"That's not nice to say," Jeff said. "The girl took drama lessons."
"In bed," Roxie replied. "She learned the wonderful art of cock-sucking, and the great art of ass-sucking."
"Well, that's how she got to the top."
"Of what?" Jeff asked. "The garbage heap?"
They had another round of laughter, and then Roxie said, "I wonder where our children are headed with teachers like you?"
"Now, is that a nice question?" Sally said. "Here you've talked about freedom, and now you're making catty little digs about us, just because we like to fuck in a variety of ways."
"Well, I know," Roxie said, "I was just making a funny."
"It isn't funny, Roxie. For your information, they're talking about banning nude dancers. Then, you'd have to put on your clothes and work for a living."
"That's what you think," she said, "I'd keep my clothes off, and slip between the sheets instead of run down the ramp. That's the only difference."
"You're doubling right now, aren't you, honey?" Jeff chuckled as he patted her behind playfully.
"Well, I have to, what with inflation and all. Maxie doesn't pay me enough at the bar. And he keeps all the tips."
"That's awful," Sally objected. "You mean for your tits and ass show, he collects the tips?"
"Yes, the ass does. But, he pays me well."
"Well, he should. You're the number one attraction at that dive."
"Do you really think so?" Roxie asked, showbiz flashing in her eyes, as she thought about being a star in her own right.
"Yes," Jeff said, "most assuredly, you're the star of the nudie circuit. And it's nothing to be ashamed of. As a matter-of-fact, honey, I'd like to take some flicks of you."
"Why, I'd have to charge more for that. Regular fucking, doing everything, that is, is fifty. But, pictures too, means another twenty-five. Are you prepared?"
"I guess I'll have to be," he said. "Because I'm dying to take pictures of you and Sally screwing."
"What do you want them for?" Sally demanded. "To show them over at high school?"
"Not a bad idea," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, we would really make a lot of money on them."
"Well, forget it. I've worked too hard and too long to get my credentials to go through all that hell."
Now, she had the point made, and she wasn't mincing words.
"You know," she replied. "I really could do a wild show over there. I can see it now. We'd feature the kids in sex orgies. Wouldn't that be wild to have all the kids fucking and sucking on stage?
It would be like a wild sexual montage. I can see it now. And, believe me, those kids are so hot and horny, they would do anything."
"They're doing anything now," Jeff said, "that class where they have the pregnant kids gets bigger every day."
"Isn't that disgraceful?" Roxie commented. "It really is. Kids bearing kids."
"It is, but what are you going to do about it?" Jeff asked her.
"That's a good question," she chuckled.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Now, that Roxie and Sally had gotten along so well, Jeff was indeed proud of himself. He thought it might be fun to find out how Sally would respond to being the aggressor, to wearing the dildo.
"Sally," he suggested, "how would you like to use the dildo?"
"I'd like to suck you off first," Sally suggested.
"Alright, you name the position, and I'll feed you my prick."
Sally thought for a moment and then she smiled. "You know what would really turn me on, is if you would sit in a chair, a small chair or a stool, and spread your legs and let me grasp your thighs and suck your prick."
All at once, Roxie got a laughing jag.
"I just got an idea," she smiled. "You could use that milking stool over there. How would that be?"
"That, would be beautiful," she laughed.
The moment that Jeff saw the milking stool, he laughed, too. Then he ran over to it and quickly sat on it.
"I spread my legs, and you milk my prick."
Sally rushed over to him. She pulled on his huge rod, and then she smiled up at him as she lay on the floor.
"I ought to be eating your snatch, while you're doing this to Jeff," Roxie smiled.
Now, they were spread out. Jeff was sitting on the milking stool, letting his balls dangle and his cock point right to her lips. She reached up, grasping his thighs as he fed her, inch by inch, his penis.
Then Roxie went down between Sally's thighs. She let her tongue sweep around there, and she licked joyfully.
"Oh, is that ever fantastic," Roxie said. "You've really got a slit, honey. I can't wait to eat your box."
Roxie let her tongue flip in there, and then she went to town flicking it back and forth.
"Oh, Roxie, do her good."
The world for Sally at this moment was a huge pecker pointing at her mouth. As she pulled the huge tool toward her mouth, she became more and more excited.
"Suck it, Sally," he told her eagerly.
The teacher opened her mouth and let the other teacher thrust his penis into it. At the same time, she spread her thighs invitingly and let Roxie go to town as she stabbed her pussy.
"This is a beautiful idea," he smiled. "I just love it. I wish I could take a movie of this."
"Well, you could," Roxie said, lifting her mouth off her snatch.
"You know, I could." Then he looked down at Sally, whose lips were fastened to his sliding shaft.
"Sally, baby, would you care very much if I interrupted you for a minute, while I pull my pecker out and go get my movie camera?"
Sally immediately let her mouth slip off his huge staff. He thanked her, pinching her nipple playfully, as he went to get his camera. Returning with the loaded camera in his hand, he sat down.
"Now, Sally, baby, suck away. We'll have fun when we get these films developed."
Sally looked up at him, a worried expression on her face.
"Where on earth do you get things like this developed?" she demanded.
"Well, I have a place," he nodded. "Don't you worry about it, baby."
"Well, I am worried about it a little. I'd hate to have anyone recognize me. It would be just dandy if one of my students worked at this lab."
"Oh, knock it off," Jeff said. "I'd never risk a thing like that. It's a friend of mine who does dirty flicks on the underground circuit. And he does them just for me personally. I have a whole flock of pictures I've taken of women eating my ass out, sucking my dick. It's really a lot of fun to watch them when I'm alone and horny and want to masturbate."
"Do you pull your meat?"
"Of course, I do," he said. "What do you think I do between fucks?"
"I didn't know."
"Well, now you do. Now get your mouth down there and start sucking."
Sally reached for his tool, and pulled it to her lips quickly. Opening her mouth, she let him slowly slide it into her. As he thrust his dick into her mouth, she became more and more stimulated.
"Come on, baby, and eat that prick!"
Now, Jeff was pointing the camera's lens at her mouth. He put on the zoom lens, and closed in so he could get a close-up of her mouth going to town.
"Oh, baby," he smiled, "that's beautiful, baby. Keep it up, keep it up, baby."
Now, they were really going to town.
"Oh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Suck that prick!"
The camera was taking the film, while she sucked with her eyes closed. Meantime she was feeling her own sexual ecstasy as Roxie nibbled away at her clitoris. Roxie was crazy about cunt. Prying her pink vagina lips apart, she let the clit pop out. The moment it slipped out, her tongue whipped around it like it was a small penis. Then she pressed her entire mouth down over it and slowly began sucking.
"Oh, that's beautiful," Sally gasped, as she momentarily slid her mouth off tne teacher's dick.
"Get your mouth back on my prick," Jeff insisted, a bit angrily.
She looked up at him playfully and teased. "Sorry about that, honey, but I got carried away with this wonderful woman you supplied me with."
"Baby, that was my mistake," he told her. "Now, baby, go to town."
She eagerly went back to doing her thing. As she gripped his tool, she massaged his testicles. As Jeff felt his balls being tugged and toyed with, he loved it all the more. He could see that she was putting some enthusiasm and feeling into it. This was the way he liked a woman to make it with him.
"Oh, honey," he panted. "Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I dig."
The action was producing genuine results, and he became more and more excited and stimulated every moment.
"Suck it," he demanded. "Suck it, baby, suck it. Oh, yes, eat that prick, eat it, baby, eat it. Oh, just like that. That's what I dig. Keep it going, baby, keep it going. Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes-, keep it up, baby. That's it. Beautiful!"
The pleasure mounted, and she could hardly stand it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. Ohh, baby, suck that dick! Suck it, baby, suck it!"
Now, the pleasure had built to such a high pitch, he could hardly stand it.
Meantime, Sally was going wild as she wrapped her legs around Roxie's neck. Roxie appreciated the fact that she was throwing her pelvis up to her so that she could get her tongue up there farther.
"Suck her, Roxie," he told her quickly. "That's the girl, suck it, Roxie, suck it good."
Roxie was enjoying herself. She wasn't going to take her mouth away one moment. She had let her tongue slip into a woman's hole that she really enjoyed, and she was going to town.
"Suck it, Roxie," he told her. "Suck it, baby, suck it! That's real sweet pussy you're sucking on. I've eaten Sally's cunt, too. It tastes mighty good, honey."
Sally was almost laughing at the way Jeff was making so much over it. And, she opened her eyes, glancing up, and she could see him photographing Roxie eating her snatch. She thought about it being a really wild movie to watch.
"Suck, Sally, suck it, Sally!"
Sally felt him thrusting in hard, driving jabs down her throat, and she knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Ohh, Sally," he gasped excitedly. "I'm almost there, baby. Oh, yes, suck, suck, suck it, baby, suck!" , Suddenly the penis juice spurted into her mouth, and she gobbled his gook.
"Ohh, ahh, I feel it down to my toes," he told her, as he cupped his own balls in his hand, and kept them unloading the sperm into her mouth.
Acting as a catalyst to her cunt, she came, gushing into Roxie's eager mouth. She tightened her thigh grip around Roxie's head. Roxie gripped her ass-cheeks, playfully.
Now, he pointed the camera right at her mouth as it drank the liquid spurting from his cock. Her cheeks pulled in, her face reddened, and she was trembling with anticipation and excitement.
"Suck, baby, suck," he told her. "Oh, yes, baby, suck that dick, suck it off!"
She enjoyed it, and so did he. When she had finished swallowing his sperm, she slipped off.
"Baby, I've got some good shots and so did you."
She laughed as she thought about the double-meaning. Then Roxie took her mouth off her cunt.
"Honey," Roxie said, "it's time you fucked me."
Now, she was ready to give Roxie what she needed. As she got up from the floor, and Jeff got off his milk stool, she asked, "Where's the dildo, dear?"
"Over here, darling."
Roxie handed her the dildo, and then she got ready to take it. It wasn't long now until she had the dildo strapped on proudly. She strode over to the mirror and looked at herself. It did seem strange to have a plastic-penis poking out from her pussy.
"What do you think of yourself, honey?" Roxie asked her.
"I don't know," she said. "I'm not used to this."
"Well, you will be soon."
Suddenly she saw how eager Roxie was for her to fuck her. Roxie went over to the bed promptly and spread her legs invitingly.
"I'm ready, darling," she giggled.
"I guess you are."
She went over and soon Roxie was pulling at the penis, trying to get it in quicker.
"You really dig cock, don't you?"
"The real thing or plastic, baby, it makes no difference. Roxie wants to get balled."
Sally got above Roxie and forced the dildo into her gash.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," she sighed. "I love it, baby, and I love to play with your tits while you're doing it, too."
She wasn't kidding, for she reached up and played with both breasts as they swung above her.
"Fuck me, lover," she begged her. "Fuck me, baby. Oh, yes, do it, baby, do it! That's what I love. Oh, yes, fuck me, fuck me!"
The dildo driving into her was really delightful to her. Her cunt clasped it as it rode into her.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it going, keep it going, baby. That's beautiful!"
Now, she was enjoying it immensely. As the dildo drove into her, she gripped it tightly with her cunt muscles and played with both breasts at the same time. At this point, Jeff thought it would be a great idea to take some pictures of it. He reloaded his movie camera and then closed in on the girls.
"Sally," he suggested, "pull that dick out, let me get a good shot of it in mid-air."
"Oh, you dirty man," Sally laughed. "I'll bet you sell these movies and make a fortune on them."
"Not a bad idea," he chuckled. "You know, Sally, you've got a real cute ass. When I see you fucking her, I want to get up there and ride your ass to town."
"Well, come on board," Sally replied, as she patted her buttocks playfully. Now, the two women were embracing.
"Go ahead, Sally, kiss her. You want to. Let your tits crush down on hers and give her a real nice french kiss."
Even though she didn't want to, Sally went ahead and did it. However, the moment their lips crushed against each other and their breasts were pressing tightly against each other, she was amazed how pleasing the sensation was.
"Oh, you two girls, you're too much," Jeff smiled. "Never should have introduced you. I won't be able to get a good piece of ass off either of you now." N
He put down his camera and decided he would get his dick off. He went to the bathroom to get the vaseline and get his prick ready for a good ass-fuck. Then he returned with some vaseline on his finger. As Sally's ass bobbed up and down, he slid his finger up her ass-hole and got it well-greased. Then he mounted her himself, and slid his huge banana-tool into her.
"Oh, baby," he gasped excitedly. "What a nice tight ass-hole you've got. Fuck it, baby, fuck it. Oh, yes, keep it going, baby. Keep it going!"
Sally wiggled her butt, and he rode into her.
"Fuck faster," he told her. "Fuck faster, baby. Keep it up, wiggle your ass for me."
Sally agreeably accommodated him, and she wiggled her butt good.
His hands grasping her ass-cheeks, played with her, as she did her thing. Then he bent over, letting his chest touch her back. Next, he reached for her breasts and gripped them playfully.
"Fuck, baby," he told her. "Fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
The pleasure was building, and she was flipping out.
"Fuck, baby; fuck!" At this point he was almost ready to shoot his wad. He drove his cock in up to the hilt, and let his balls jiggle on her ass. She loved the feel of his sliding tool doing wild and-woolly things up there.
"Fuck me, Jeff," she begged. "Fuck me, baby. I love it up there."
She did, too, as it seemed she never could get enough action. She must be a nympho, she thought to herself. Only a nympho could enjoy this much sex.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged her. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"
She twirled her butt around, trying to give him a fantastic screw. He loved every moment of it.
"Oh, baby, keep that going. I love it, baby. Yes, yes, fuck! Fuck!"
Sally kept her ass twisting and grinding around. She knew what a man liked when he was rutting into her butt, and she decided she would give the best she knew how.
At the same time, she was driving her dildo up Roxie's gash. She was brushing her breasts across her chest, trying to give her big thrills. Roxie looked up at her with love in her eyes, and immediately she responded to this and kissed her some more.
"You're a beautiful girl," she said quietly. "You really are." Now, Jeff was starting to get disgusted.
"Knock it off," he complained. "I'm here. Remember me? I'm only a man."
Saying this, he slid his cock out of her ass-hole and walked to the bathroom. Sally thought it probably would be a good thing for her, if she would get the dildo out of Roxie, and go in and tell Jeff that, while she could have sex with another woman, she much preferred men, particularly him. Apparently, she reasoned, his male ego needed some satisfying.
When she did go into the bathroom, he looked at her and said with a smirk, "I guess you've found yourself."
"What does that mean?"
"Take it any way you want to," he said quickly.
"There's only one way to take it," she told him bluntly. "And that is that you are jealous."
"Well, why in hell would I ever be jealous of you?" he told her frankly.
"For a lot of reasons," she told him.
Somehow it bugged Sally that he was getting uptight.
"You only introduced me to her," she said, "now you're getting jealous. That, my friend, isn't fair."
"Not much is fair in life, Sally," Jeff said abruptly. "You'll find that out."
A moment later Roxie came barging into the bathroom.
"What's going on here?" she asked. "I thought maybe you two were doing a shower-fuck."
"What's that?" Sally demanded.
"Haven't you ever heard of that, honey?"
"No, I guess I'm still living in the Dark Ages. I haven't heard of it."
"Well, I'll tell you, love," she explained. "It's when two people take off all their clothes and decide to have sex under a shower. It's quite exciting to have the rain falling, and have a prick sliding in there. It's really exciting. It's what you call atmosphere fucking."
"Atmosphere fucking?" Sally asked her curiously.
"Well, haven't you ever heard of that, dear."
"No, I haven't."
"Well, I must explain to you. Apparently there are a lot of things that you know nothing about."
"True, true."
"Well, I'll explain it to you, dear. Atmosphere fucking, is when people get bored of the monotony of regular fucks. I mean, like the man lying on top of the woman, and all of that crap. I mean, they want something different. Really different, baby."
"So, what do they do?"
"Well, they have shower fucks, and then they have movie fucks."
"Movie fucks?"
"Of course, darling," she said. "What in hell do you think he took those pictures of us for? Those are movie fucks, aren't they, Jeff?"
"Yes, darling, I'll admit they are."
"Well, what on earth do they want them for?"
"It is a funny thing," he admitted. "But, men get turned on when they're watching people screwing different ways. For example, men at a smoker, love to watch a woman fuck a dog." . , "Well, why would they like that?"
"Who knows?" Roxie giggled. "It's the nature of the beast."
"That isn't nice to say, Roxie," Jeff said defensively. "Remember, you may represent women's lib, but I represent men who aren't freed. You say we're free, but we're not. We're confined to cunt worship. And it's perfectly obvious that's been the case for a long time. If you go equal, baby, you're going to have to fight those wars equally, pick up the garbage equally, and do all the other crap men do. Then, you can talk about equality. But, until then, can it."
"You're very narrow-minded, Jeff," Roxie said simply. "You don't know what women have gone through. I mean, they have been through hell because men didn't give them natural rights that any fair God would have given them. Why should women be subservient to their husbands? Why should she put herself behind her husband? Doesn't a woman have every right to achieve, and believe and receive, just like her husband?"
"Yes, I guess so."
Now, Jeff was getting horny for another fucking.
"There's one kind of fucking that I really dig," he told Roxie.
"I know, Jeff, baby. Do you want me to do that to you today?"
"I would love it, Roxie."
Roxie went over to her purse and removed the dildo. She strapped it on herself and prepared herself to be ready. Roxie didn't take long to put the dildo on. She was ready to please Jeff. Jeff got on the bed in the meantime, and was greasing his own ass-hole.
"What on earth are you doing that for?" Sally asked him.
"You'll find out when she slides it up here."
Now, he threw his legs apart and slid a pillow under his buttocks. Then, he was prepared. He reached down to grip his own ass-cheeks, and hold them apart so Roxie could slip the dildo in smoothly.
"That's it, Roxie, baby," he told her. "Fuck it."
Now, Roxie was going to town.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I like, oh, I dig that."
In hard, driving thrusts, Roxie went to town.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"
She was amazed as she stood there and watched Roxie and Jeff go to town. Apparently, he was very anally oriented.
"You like to get fucked like that?"
"You know it," he smiled. "The ass-fucking is good. It's fun both ways. It's fun to get it up there yourself, and it's fun to drive it up another ass-hole."
She was amazed now, as she saw him angling his body so his cock would get sucked at the same time. His shaft was getting bigger and bigger. A drop of crystal cum was oozing out of the small slit at the crown of the cock.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked her. "Open your mouth, baby. I've got something to give you."
Roxie was proud of her skill. She was proud of her acrobatic fucking, and she tried to bring her mouth closer and closer to his prick. However, it was a difficult thing to do. Finally, she had her mouth open and he was close enough, and he drove it into her mouth. He could only get the tip in, but that was sufficient. She sucked smoothly, and he reached down to grip her head and hold her tightly over his cock.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful. Suck it. Suck it! That's it, ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Eat my prick! That's what I dig, ohh, ahh, eat it, baby, eat it!"
Roxie was letting her tongue flip around the head of his cock, and he was holding her pinned to his penis head.
"Suck that cock, Roxie, baby, suck it, baby. Suck!"
Roxie still couldn't get much of her mouth over his prick. But, nevertheless, there was enough to give him that old sensation he loved so well.
"Ohhh, baby, keep sucking. I'm almost there! I'm almost there!"
Then he thrust his pelvis upward, and he shot his wad in her mouth.
"Suck that prick!" he demanded. "Suck it, baby, suck it. That's what I want. Oh, yes, baby, eat it, eat that dick! Come on, baby, faster, that's what I want, now, baby, now!"
She sucked it vigorously, and then he shot a wad in her mouth.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, Roxie, eat it, eat my dick!"
It was a strange sight she was watching, as she saw the cock slide in there and the mouth plugged with prick.
"Oh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's beautiful."
The pleasure had built, and she had enjoyed watching his cock. Now, Sally looked at him and she wondered if she could do anything like that. She thought quickly about trying it once with Fred. She knew it would be something different, and something she and Fred might put on at their sexual exhibition which they were planning for the following weekend.
"What are you thinking about, Sally?" Roxie asked her.
"Oh, nothing."
"Yes, you were," Roxie insisted.
"Alright, I was. I was thinking how much fun it would be to fuck your ass-hole. If you had another dildo, darling, I could give you an ass-fuck."
"You're in luck, baby," Roxie smiled. "I always carry two dildos. For good luck, you know."
"Of course, baby."
Roxie, when she had finished giving her fucking to Jeff, moved over to her purse and pulled out the second dildo.
"Now, baby, you can have my ass." She got on all fours and then Sally, with the dildo strapped on her body, mounted her. Jeff had supplied the vaseline to smooth the entrance to the anal channel.
"I can give you a tip or two about fucking ass," Jeff smiled. "Tell me."
"You don't rush it, baby. You go slow and easy. Real slow, real easy. You just slowly slide the dildo in, and it'll feel real groovy to the gal who's getting it up her ass-hole."
"Why, thank you," she told him. "I needed a few tips."
Now, she was ready. Mounting her ass was a real pleasure. Slowly, after she had pried her ass-cheeks apart, she slid the dildo in. Moving in steadily and smoothly, when she came to the anal ring, where it was tight, she thrust forward in a hard jab.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby! That's beautiful. Keep fucking, keep fucking."
She drove it in hard, rapid thrusting movements.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. Ohhh, ahhh!"
Faster and faster the dildo drove up there. She enjoyed it.
"I'll play with your titties now, too," she suggested.
Bending over, she played with Roxie's breasts. Roxie had other ideas.
"Now, Jeff, darling," she suggested slyly, "why don't you eat Roxie's pussy?"
"Not a bad idea, baby. As long as we're three people, we've each got to get into the act. Right?"
"Right on," she replied.
Then the three of them were going to town. Jeff was lashing away at Roxie's pussy with his tongue, and at the same time Sally was driving her dildo up there in rapid-fire movements.
"Fuck it, Roxie," Sally panted, "fuck it, baby, twist your tail for me."
Roxie twisted her hips around, giving her a good grind.
"Like that, lover?" she demanded.
"Like that, baby."
With the three of them going to town, Jeff's tongue lashing in Roxie's cunt, and Sally's dildo driving iip her ass-hole, they were indeed having a great screw.
Now, the action was building and building.
"Fuck it, baby," she panted. "Fuck it, baby!"
As the fucking action continued, the three of them were enjoying it more and more. For example, Jeff was surprised at how much pleasure it was to be sucking her snatch from the front, and feel the thrusting dildo from behind. He could watch as Sally drove her dildo into her ass-hole. He found it very erotic.
This continued, until Roxie's twat gushed.
"Eat me," Roxie gasped eagerly. "Eat my cunt! That's it, pussy-eater, suck my snatch!"
He let his tongue lash away, devouring every drop of her. Sally got so excited that she gushed.
Finally, she slid the dildo out of Roxie's ass-hole.
Roxie, meantime, was enjoying the thought of having the two of them making over her. As the two of them got away from her, she felt alone.
"You know," Roxie said, "I wish there were marriages for two people. I mean, I wish a woman could marry one woman and one man. Life would be so beautiful."
"You mustn't say that, darling," Sally reminded her. "People will think you're awful if you talk that way."
"I don't care what people think," she assured her. "I only care what one person thinks. And that one person is me, Roxie."
"You've got the right idea, Roxie," Jeff assured her. "You have to do what you think is right, and not what anyone else thinks is right. Enjoy yourself, baby. Enjoy yourself."
"I'm worried about you," Jeff told her.
"Why are you worried about me?" Sally asked, putting on her best innocent act.
"Because I know you're playing around with the students. And you're going to get into trouble. Terrible trouble."
"That's absurd," she snapped. "I wouldn't do such a foolish thing."
"Oh, yes, you would," he told her frankly.
"Really," she snapped. "This sickens me. To have you talk like that."
The two women looked at each other, and Roxie asked her curiously, "Do you really play with the students?"
"Of course not," Sally said quickly. "I'm not that stupid."
"I wish you weren't," Jeff told her. "I really wish you weren't that stupid, baby. I think a lot of you, and I hate to think of you getting found out and held up to disgrace and ridicule."
"Worry about yourself, Jeff," she told him. "You probably turn on with young girls, and imagine I turn on with young boys. Well, it's different. It really is different."
"Sally, did you ever tell the truth to anybody in your life?"
"I always tell the truth."
"That, love is the biggest lie you ever told."
He had her pegged so well that Sally couldn't help but laugh. "You know you make me laugh. You really do make me laugh."
But, inside she knew what he told her was true. She wasn't laughing at all. Quickly, while the sex that she had had with Dale and young Fred came back to her mind in haunting detail, she vividly saw every scene, every act that they had participated in. And, it did, frankly, worry her. However, she couldn't go back. The past was, dead, and she only hoped it could stay dead. But, how could it, she thought to herself. Here, Fred wanted her to participate in a Saturday night fuck-off.
"A penny for your thoughts," Roxie smiled testily.
"They're not worth a penny," she snapped. "I'm sorry, Jeff, that you have such a negative attitude. It seems you're always bringing up something terrible. Something awful. Almost as if you want it to happen."
"You've got me all wrong, baby," Jeff told her frankly. "I just want to see you safe. And, around the kids here, it isn't safe. You ought to know that."
She thought about it, and she knew Jeff was right. She didn't dare say anything. If she did, she knew she could implicate herself. She was afraid of that. So she kept complete silence. Meantime, Roxie was suggesting, "We ought to have a fuck club."
"A fuck club?" Sally asked her quietly.
"Why, yes, darling. A fuck club is where the same people get together week after week on a certain day. And, they have their fucks. They explore and they try different things and it's really something. I belonged to a Tuesday fuck club years ago."
"A Tuesday fuck club," Jeff chuckled. "Roxie, you've really been around."
"Well, I've had a lot of mileage," she admitted. "But, baby, there's plenty of life in the old girl yet."
"I know that, I know that very well."
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next week when she got to school, Sally decided that she would speak to Fred and see if she could dissuade him from his idea of a weekend exhibition.
"Fred," she said quietly after school one day, "I want to talk to you."
"I know what you want to talk to me about," he grinned excitedly.
"Well, it may not be exactly what you think it is."
"Oh, teach, you know I know what's in your mind. It's that fucking exhibition, isn't it."
"Yes, it is."
Then she went over to him and said quietly, "I can't go through with it, Fred."
"What do you mean?" he demanded.
"I just can't," she insisted. "You know what would happen if I were caught. I've been giving it a lot of thought, and I just can't do it."
"You've got to."
"What do you mean?"
He raised his arm, and showed her a strange tattoo of needle prints.
"Do you mean?" she demanded.
"Go on, teach, finish your sentence."
"Do you mean you're a dope addict, and you've been getting fixes because of an advance on me having sex with you at an exhibition?"
"That's about the size of it," he admitted.
"Well, I certainly don't have much respect for you."
"I'm not asking you to."
"Oh, Fred, I'm so sorry."
"Don't feel so sorry for me," he snapped. "Believe me, I can take care of myself."
"Oh, I believe you alright," she assured him quickly. "It's just that I hate to think of you getting into so much trouble."
"I won't be in any trouble if I can get you there, and you can fuck that dog."
"You mean I've got to fuck a dog, too?"
"Yes," he admitted bluntly, "that's part of the deal."
"I don't like it. I don't like it at all." Now, he was grimly aware of the truth. The truth was that she didn't want to go through with it at all. Only the threat of blackmail was forcing her there. That, for all intents and purposes, made him a real good-for-nothing.
"You hate me, don't you, teach?"
"I don't hate you," she said. "I just don't want to go through with it."
However, as she thought about the alternatives, she realized she might have to.
"You mean, they gave you those fixes on credit. And, I'm the one to go good for you."
"That's about it," he said softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get you into this mess."
She really felt sorry for him, and she suggested quietly, "Why don't you drop over tonight, Freddie?"
"You really mean it, teach? You mean I can drop over and have a fuck."
"Yes, you can."
That night she could hardly wait for him to come. She paced the floor of her apartment, and finally he walked up to the door and pressed the buzzer.
"Coming," she called out, as if she couldn't get him inside quick enough.
The moment that he came in and sat down, she ran over to him and asked him, "Freddie, baby, how did you get into this? Tell me the truth. I've got to know."
"I wish you wouldn't press me, teach."
"But, I've got to know."
"If it means so much to you, I guess you can."
He sat down and he asked her for a drink. After they both started drinking, it seemed easier for him to talk.
"I'll tell you," he said. "I think it began when I found out that my mom was playing around."
"That's a switch," the teacher said as she sipped her drink.
"It was a surprising switch," he said. "I came home one night and caught her. She was having sex with a black man, of all things. Not that I have anything against black people, but it was just a little bit of a shock to come home, and find your mom fucking and sucking with a black guy."
"Well, what did you do about this ? " the teacher asked curiously.
"I watched and beat my meat. That black man was on all fours and mom was mounting him from behind. She was grasping his ass-cheeks and licking all around his quivering, tight anus. Then I saw her stiffen her tongue and stab it up there. It was really a sight for sore eyes."
"I bet you felt awful about it."
"I had two emotions," he admitted. "It was very stimulating to watch that. However, I was furious to think that my mom was doing it. I had no respect for her. I wanted to disown her."
They went on drinking, and when the teacher thought it was a good time to ask him again, she did.
"Did you jerk your meat off watching?"
"Oh, I sure did," he admitted. "It was about the sexiest sight I've ever seen."
"But, weren't you so disgusted that you couldn't do anything?"
"No," he admitted. "I wasn't disgusted at all. It was stimulating as hell. And, when she took that huge black shaft in her mouth and started sucking on the juicy head of it, I thought I would blow my mind."
"I'll bet it was something else."
"It was, baby, it was."
No doubt about it, he was erotically inclined. "What did you do? Did you ask your mother later."
"Yes, I did."
"What did she say?"
"She said she was sorry, but dad was dull. She said he was stepping out and had been for years. And, a girlfriend of hers had used that man to service her, so she hired him for twenty dollars for the night."
"You mean, she actually was buying him?"
"That's right," he admitted. "Mom was buying sex with a black man."
"Oh, that's sad, dear. It really is. I imagine you just felt awful."
"Well, I didn't feel good."
"Well," he laughed, "she got me a guitar to make up for it. Dad was amazed that she wanted to get it for me. She's always been real stingy, you know," he went on.
"And, did you take up the guitar?"
"Yes, I did," he admitted. "And it was a lot of fun. It really was."
"Is that how you got involved with dope?"
"How did you guess that?"
"It wasn't difficult," the teacher told him. "You see, some things are rather easy to figure out. They really are."
Now, he had respect for her. It seemed she understood him better than anyone else ever had.
"Teacher, could you blow me tonight?"
"Do you feel the need of it?" she demanded first.
"Oh, I do," he said, reaching down to unzip his fly. Reaching in, he pulled out his cock.
"Here it is, honey," he told her. "Suck me, please."
What was a teacher to do? With the prick being offered like that by a young student who had told her such tragic tales of his mother playing around, she felt there was no real alternative. She grasped his mainstem and began sucking on just the head of it. As she sucked the head of his tool, he became more and more excited. Suddenly, he wanted to stab it up there.
"Suck it for me, teach," he begged her quickly. "Yes, teacher, suck me."
She rode into him, and he thought he would flip out of his mind. Pleasure was building and building.
"Suck it, teacher, suck it."
She slid her mouth off his dick quickly, and told him, "Stop calling me teacher."
"What can I call you? Cock-sucker?"
"Heavens, no," she complained. "Oh, Fred, you use no tact."
"What's tact?"
"Forget it," she said, as she bent over and pulled his proud prick to her mouth and began sucking on it again. He loved it so much that he reached down and gripped her head and held her over it.
"Ohh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep it going, baby, keep it going!"
Now, he was really going to town. With a hard, ramming, driving thrust, he drove it down her throat. As he fucked her there, he told her, "Oh, baby, I love the deep throat fuck."
He kept it going in rapid thrusts until he exploded. The white volcano of cum flashed into her mouth and she loved it.
"Suck the juice out of it," he begged her. "Yes, teacher, suck the juice out of it."
She sucked quickly, and he loved every moment of it.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, keep it going. Keep it going!"
The pleasure was increasing, and he enjoyed doing it for her. He knew that she was enjoying having a mouthful of cum. He loved shooting it into her.
When she finally slid her mouth off his prick, he looked at her and smiled.
"We're going to be a great fucking, sucking team," he assured her.
"Well, I hope so," she agreed. "I really do hope so."
She had made up her mind that as long as she was going to go through with it, she would enjoy it. No more time to fret, just time to contemplate the fucks.
"What kind of dog is it that I'm going to have to screw?" she asked him curiously.
"Oh, a real smart dog."
"What kind, though?"
"A German Shepherd dog," he explained.
"Well, that should be fun," she said. "I've always been curious about doing it with a dog."
"You are fantastic," he complimented her. "Most women would flip out. And you haven't been bad at all. As a matter-of-fact, you've been damn good about going along with me."
"Well, I want to be agreeable."
"You are being agreeable."
She asked him, "Now, where do we meet? And, where do we go?"
"Saturday night I'll come over here about ten o'clock. Then, I'll show you where we're going to go."
"You're sure your folks won't trace you."
"Of course, I'm sure," he told her. "Well, I'd better get home early tonight," he told her frankly. "I don't want my folks getting on my tail. If I come in early, a few nights in a row, that puts them off."
"They don't suspect you being involved with getting shots of heroin, do they?"
"Of course not," he laughed. "I've kept that pretty damn quiet. However, it hasn't been easy. If mom was a little wiser and looked a little closer now and then, she might notice some strange things about my arm."
"You know, I wish you could get out of this. Make it the last time. Could you do that?"
"I don't know. I wish I could. But, I frankly don't know."
She felt very badly that he couldn't make up his mind to quit. Or, at least make the attempt to quit. But, there was nothing more that she could say.
"Take it easy," she smiled as he left her.
"Take it easy, teach," he nodded. "See you on Saturday night."
She went to bed, but she had a restless night of it. All night long she kept thinking about Fred. She kept wishing that she could do something, something to change his life in a positive way. She felt awful, as she felt she was pulling him down, down, to further degradation. She could not help but wonder where it would all end.
The next day at school she was so tired she could hardly go through with the lessons. And, then, a supervisor had to walk in and observe her teaching.
"Class," she said, bringing them to attention, "I want you all to do your reading now. And, we'll have our test tomorrow."
They made plenty of noise while they were supposed to be reading. She didn't know what to do about it. She couldn't make up her mind whether it would be better to make a big fuss, or just drop the whole thing.
She decided against dropping it, hoping against fate that the supervisor wouldn't notice how bad off things actually were. However, she was wrong. After the class had gone, the supervisor came up to her.
"Miss Terry," she smiled, "how long have you been teaching?"
"Long enough," she said.
"Well, you'd never know it from the way you conduct your class. I hate to say that, you can be sure. It does not give me pleasure to have to tell people what I think of them. But, dear, you are doing a shabby job as a teacher."
"And, what exactly does that mean?"
"That means a very bad report, my dear."
"Thank you," she snapped indignantly.
"I don't appreciate your attitude."
"Well, maybe I don't appreciate yours."
"Well, that's just too bad," she said, laughing. "Because, baby, I happen to be the one that is going to keep you here or have you booted out. With a bad enough report on your teaching today, I might get you out quicker than you think."
"You'd love that, wouldn't you? You'd just love that."
"Yes, for the sake of the students, I would. I frankly think you're a lousy teacher."
"You don't mince words, do you?"
"No, that would be a hypocritical thing to do. And, I'm no hypocrite."
"Take it easy," Sally said, as she turned and walked away.
"I haven't finished with you yet," she said.
"That's what you think."
She was really disgusted, and she got out of the school as quickly as she could that night. However, the next day the principal said he wanted to see her. She went in to talk to him, and he said, "I'm sorry, Miss Terry, but I have a very bad report from the supervisor. She doesn't think you have the makings of a teacher."
"Maybe I don't," Sally told him quite frankly. "And if I don't, then I should get out, shouldn't I?"
"You know, it's funny the way you're taking this," the principal observed. "Usually people want to fight to stay, but from all you say, you don't give a damn."
"So you figured that out, did you?" she said sarcastically.
"Well, it's quite obvious," he told her frankly.
"As far as I'm concerned, this can be my last year. I don't think I fit in here, either."
"I think it should be your last year, Miss Terry," the principal said. "I've heard some rumors that I don't like."
"Is that so?" she said nervously.
"Yes, it's so. I've heard rumors to the effect that you are making out with a couple of students. A boy named Dale, and another student named Fred."
"Talk is cheap," she shot back.
"Is that all you have to say for yourself?" he demanded.
"Yes," she said, "you just try to prove anything more."
"So far, you're in luck. We have no proof. However, Miss Terry, let me assure you, when we do have proof, we will move. And we'll move swiftly to eliminate you from our school family as soon as possible. Dealing with these children is a sacred trust. Some people look at it that way, others don't. But, I assure you, we are not going to accept anything but your complete loyalty. And, your adherence to the highest ethical codes."
She left the school that day feeling like two cents. As fate would have it, she would have to meet her fellow teacher, Jeff, in the parking lot.
"How are you tonight?" he smiled at Sally.
"Just fine," she smiled.
"You're not telling the truth," he said quickly. "You were in there tonight with the principal. I guess he didn't have some pretty things to say to you."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said, putting him off the trail.
Now, he looked at her with a penetrating look, and she had to tell the truth. "Alright, if you must know, I won't be there much longer."
"I'm sorry."
"Well, that's the breaks. I'm sorry, too. It could be worse."
She got dressed for the event, and wore a wig. Also, she had bought a dildo, for she wanted to be ready for trying different things if it was needed.
"Well, I guess we're ready to go now," she smiled, as she picked up her purse which was loaded now.
He looked at her and smiled slightly. "You're a good sport, teach," he said. "Let's go. We'll be late."
Keeping a stiff upper lip, no matter how she felt, she went with him. She drove, and he told her where to go. It was a remote motel on the outskirts of town. She wondered how many men the room could accommodate. However, he assured her that it was two or three rooms put together.
She got out and went into the place with him. As they entered the room, she noticed it was crowded and blue with smoke. A man came toward them and suggested that they go to the far room of the suite of rooms. Once they were in the room, they closed the door.
"We want to have something real unusual tonight," the man smiled. "We'll end with the dog act. And, you can think of what you want to do to begin with."
"I've got an excellent idea," she assured the man. "I've got my dildo, and I'll fuck Freddie's ass-hole and suck him off at the same time. That ought to hold them."
"Well, that does sound delicious," he chuckled. "It's marvelous what people can think of doing, isn't it?"
"Oh, it really is," she said, "and it's important, too."
"Important?" he asked, turning around before he went out.
"Why, yes," she laughed. "What could be more important than men eager to get their rocks off?"
"You're pretty good," the man laughed, as he went back.
Then she explained to Freddie what she would do. As she stripped off her clothes, she reached for a dildo and strapped it on herself.
"Fred," she smiled. "I'll slide this dildo up your ass-hole, and you can angle your body so I can suck your cock off. How does that sound?"
"That sounds like fun," he smiled.
Now, Freddie was stark naked. She reached for her wig, and then she put on a small silver mask.
"You look fantastic with all of that gear on," he chuckled.
"Well, I guess we'll be entertaining." Naked, they walked out into the other bedroom. The men were out of their minds on booze and laughing as they walked in.
"Well, look what we've got here," one man smiled. "A les and a kid. This should be fun."
Freddie got on the bed and spread his legs for her. She knelt under him, and got his hips at just the right spot so she could slide the dildo in there. It was well-greased and she gave it a sharp, sudden thrust. The men applauded as they saw what she was attempting to do.
However, they had a big surprise when Fred began arching his body so that his penis would be even with her mouth. Soon she could let her tongue-tip touch the head of the cock. Now they really did applaud.
"Look at that fucker go," one blubbery fat man observed.
Now, Freddie reached out to grip her head and guide her over his tool. "Suck it for me, honey," he told her. "Suck it, baby, suck it. Oh, yes, that's it. That's beautiful, that's what I like." The passionate pleasure that they were enjoying now was almost too much.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Do it, baby, do it!"
The pleasure was building. "Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, that's beautiful. Do it, baby, do it. Ohhh, ahhh. Yes, yes!"
Now, one dildo sliding up the ass-hole and one mouth over one cock was producing great pleasure.
"Hey, I'm enjoying that, too," one man commented.
"So would I," one man smiled. "I ought to have her fuck my ass-hole and suck my cock when she finishes him."
Now, she had her mouth over just the head of it, and she was sucking the penis vigorously. He enjoyed it tremendously and she did, too. "Ohh, suck it, baby, suck it," he panted, as he pushed into her.
"Ahh, ohh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, baby. Keep it up. That's what I want, baby. Oh, yes, suck my prick!"
At the same time, Freddie was wiggling his ass as she drove the dildo in there.
Freddie's saliva-slickened shaft was sliding in and out of her mouth, and she was giving him good hard thrusts.
"Oh, I love that," he panted. "I love it!"
Now, his penis was almost set to explode.
"Suck it off for him," one man asked. "Suck it, suck it, baby, suck it!"
Suddenly the prick exploded in her mouth, and she sucked the juice in. The men observed her as she swallowed the young boy's sperm. Meantime, she didn't quit sliding the tool in there for a moment.
"Fuck me," he told her. "Fuck me!"
The dildo kept gliding up there, and he was developing good bodily movements as he thrust up so he could get the dildo moving in faster.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. Oh, that's beautiful!"
His ass was rising off the bed as the dildo pumped into his ass. When she slid her mouth off his penis, there was another round of applause. He was really proud of himself that he was giving them such a good performance. He knew he would have his debt paid off. Now, she slid the dildo out of him and went back to the other room. As they talked together in the other room, Freddie asked her, "Wasn't that a lot of fun?"
"Yes, it really was." She had a good laugh, and so did he. It was obvious to them both that there was something super about balling in front of people.
"I get turned on when people are watching, don't you?"
"Yes, it's really fun."
Suddenly, the man who was throwing the party came in with the dog. "Well, here he is."
"What a beautiful dog," she smiled. "What's his name?"
"Tiger!" he said. "Because he's a real tiger with the women. See his pecker?"
She looked down, and sure enough, the dog had a tremendous hard-on.
"Well, we're going to have some fun. You're gonna get to fuck that dog."
It didn't take long now for her to get the point. She went over to the bed and spread out, and the dog came over and suddenly he was thrusting it to her cunt.
"Oh, it's just a practice run," she smiled at the dog. "Stop it, Tiger, stop it!" Tiger was a little disturbed. He didn't appreciate having his balls excited and then the let-down. However, she assured him that in a few moments they would all be ready to go.
Now, she was ready but wondered what Freddie would do. "What does Freddie do?"
"Oh, Freddie knows," the man smiled. "Freddie has provided us with good entertainment. He goes in there and pulls his meat off while he watches. The men get a big charge out of this."
They went back into the bedroom, and Freddie pulled on his pecker while she got on the bed. The men applauded them as the dog got in line with her cunt. Now, the dog was ready to go.
"Fuck me, baby," she looked up at Tiger, grasping Tiger's tool and easing it into her vagina. She was ready to roll. Faster and faster the dog's penis slid into her pussy.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," she said. Her pelvis was pushing up as she went to town. "Ohh, Tiger, you're fantastic. Keep it going, Tiger, keep it going!"
Faster and faster the dog did his thing, and she enjoyed every moment of it. "Ohh, ahh, yes, Tiger, yes!" Suddenly there was a sound, and she didn't even observe it. However, Freddie did. His hand continued pumping, but the door opened.
There was his father. As his father looked at him, he glared in a rage. "Freddie," he said, "what are you doing here?"
Suddenly the men all scrambled for their clothes. But, not before two men tried to stop them. It was an indecent performance and they knew that they were liable to be turned in. More than that, they were dealing with a minor. Suddenly, the teacher was aware of what was happening. The dog didn't give a damn, and he continued thrusting into her and got his rocks off. Some men were howling with laughter as they darted out of the place as the dog finished fucking. Then, when the investigators tore her wig off and asked her name, she hesitated to tell them.
"That's my teacher," Freddie said, ending the questioning.
"Well, thank you, Freddie," she told him.
It really got her disgusted that Freddie had to open his big mouth. The man looked at her and said, "Thanks for taking care of my son. You really did a nice job. I've got to congratulate you."
"Huh, it's not just me," she said, "it's him. Look at his arm, will you." Freddie tried to hide his arm, but his father grabbed him and looked.
"Needle-prints, huh? Well, kid, just what I suspected. And you were doing this to finance that?"
The boy nodded sheepishly. The investigator turned to the teacher and snarled, "Get your clothes on, you cheap slut."
"I'm a teacher," she said angrily.
"That's the kid's tough luck," he said. She got off the bed and the dog just stood there.
"Well, who's going to claim Tiger?" she said.
"The dog pound," the investigator snapped. "Now, get dressed."
She finally got dressed, and all the time she was dressing, she was trying to think of a way out, but there was none. It bothered her no end. Nevertheless, when she was booked downtown, she had nothing much to say. Now, and then, she would ramble on with a long diatribe against Freddie, but it was all to no avail. When her trial came up, nobody came near. Then, she was given a suspended sentence, and of course, her job was over.
After the trial, when she walked alone in the hall, Jeff came over to her side. "It's too bad," he said.
"Well, Jeff, thank you. I'm glad somebody cared."
"You probably have a lot of friends at school who cared," he said, "but, horey, once you get involved in a thing like this, it's a real mess."
She walked away alone, and decided she would have to change her identity and move to another city. Her past was rugged and rotten. To her great surprise, when she got back home, Freddie was standing at the door.
"Leave me alone," she said. "I mean it."
Freddie just stood there dumbfounded and kept mumbling, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm sorry."
Sally Terry was sorry for herself. When she went into her apartment she shut the door on Freddie, and on her past. Now, she had to find a new beginning, and she didn't know what to do. One thing she had learned for damn sure, and that was never to touch a kid. Molestation was no joke. She had discovered that, the hard way.
