Cindy was a well-stacked, and extremely versatile teacher. She had a lot more going for her then her teaching certificate and her college credentials.
Built like a brick shit-house, knockers standing out proud and strong in even the loosest fitting dress, she was an obvious attraction to the many young boys that "she taught.
Of course, her own sexual inclinations led her down the road that would eventually come to just about destroy her.
However, she could not stop herself. There were so many young cocks to suck, asses to rim, and firm tender bodies to enjoy caressing her own, not to mention the great fucks she could get from all her students.
She started with one young stud, and then went to a friend of his, until pretty soon she had balled with every attractive young stud in her class.
Cindy can not help her natural physical and emotional desire, and the young' super-hung studs that are the happy recipients of her sexual devotion, considered themselves more than averagely lucky.
Cindy sucks cock, and lets these young studs fuck her in every possible position, and in every possible bodily entrance.
This is a story of one very horny young teacher, and the sexual escapades that eventually lead to her ruination.
CHAPTER ONE
Principal Dean smiled at the bright-eyed young teacher, and told her to come in.
Cindy Ritter walked into his office and sat down. As he looked at her, he couldn't help drooling. She was a gorgeous-looking dark-haired girl with flashing brown eyes.
"Good afternoon," she told him, "and what did you want to see me about?"
"Along the grapevine today," he began, "I heard that you are a very sexy teacher."
For a moment, Cindy didn't know what to do. She looked at him and shrugged.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Just this," the principal explained. "I want you to be very careful how you conduct yourself. It is obvious that our young people are living in a very sexually saturated society."
She shivered as she felt Principal Dean's eyes look at her.
"I'll try to do what you say," she said meekly.
"It's important," he said, "that we set a high standard for the students at all times."
Just as she was about to leave, he turned to tell her, "Sometimes it can be quite a temptation. There are young men who will make quite a play for the teacher. I'm sure all of their antics wouldn't turn your head."
"Certainly not," she said, giving him a withering glance as she turned around and walked indignantly out of the office.
How much more torture could she be subjected to, she wondered. When she got to her car at the parking lot she was startled to see Alan standing there.
"Good afternoon, Alan," she smiled.
"Teacher," he smiled, "I was wondering if you could give me some extra help."
"That's wonderful," she said nervously. "A student actually wanting to improve himself."
"I want to go to college," Alan explained. "Unless I get a good grade in English this time around, I'm doomed."
"Grade point average is important, Alan," Cindy assured him.
"Maybe if you could give me some homework help," he told her, "that would pull me up."
"Tomorrow right after school," she said, "we can get together in the classroom. Maybe I can prepare some special work for you then."
"Thanks a lot," Alan told her.
As she got in her car and started to drive home, she couldn't help think of Alan. There was something so attractive about the young boy that she couldn't get him out of her mind.
Yet, she realized how dangerous it would prove to be if she wasn't careful. For she didn't want anyone to become suspicious of a non-existing sexual relationship.
The next afternoon when he came to her classroom for extra help on his homework, she assured him she would do everything in her power to help him.
"My only concern," she told him, "is to help you, Alan, and I will do everything I know how to give you that help."
As Alan moved up to her desk to pick up the papers she had for him, he couldn't help observe her magnificent tits.
She turned up to look at him and felt her heart pounding rapidly. For glancing down at his crotch, she observed a tell-tale bulge.
"Alan," she said!, "if you would sit over there, we can begin."
It shouldn't have been such a shock to her that he got so excited as she realized how sentimental and foolish men had always been about her body.
There was never a shortage of men who found her attractive. However, it did seem exciting that a young, sixteen-year-old boy could get this turned on.
"Now, we'll begin," she said, "and I wish you would look at my eyes instead of my legs."
"I can't help it," he told her. "I know I'm supposed to be paying attention to English but I keep thinking about you."
"Alan," she said, "I think you're being impudent."
She looked at his handsome features and when he flashed her a knowing smile and glanced down at his crotch and then at her crotch, she realized in his look of recognition he wanted to have sex with her.
Somehow it made her smile instead of getting angry.
"Teacher," he said, "I wish you could help me at your place."
"What do you mean, Alan?"
"I think we could do better work if we wouldn't be interrupted here. The janitor will be coming in any minute and other students will be coming in. How would it be if I came over to your place after dinner tonight?"
For a moment she hesitated. But there was something about the young man that appealed to her so much, that she thought it would be exciting just to have him in her apartment.
"All right," she agreed pleasantly, "but don't mention it to anyone. I'm trying to help you, Alan. You want to go on and better yourself. I'll do what I can.""
She gave him her address and at seven-thirty that night, Alan, wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, showed up at her door.
"Hi, Teach," he smiled.
She nodded and told him to come in. When they were sitting on the sofa together and she was going over his work with him, she couldn't help notice that he was constantly glancing at her tits.
"Why do you look at me like that?" she smiled at his fascinated eyes.
He looked at her some more and admitted, "I can't take my eyes off you. It's really heaven looking at those big boobs of yours."
"Alan," she said, "you can't talk to me like that!"
"It's the truth," he said, "you have the most gorgeous breasts I've ever seen!"
"You can't see much of them in my dress," she told him.
"I can imagine what I can't see," he assured her.
"Alan," she said, "did you come over here to look at my body or to do your work?"
"Can't we do both?" he smiled at her.
"If you want to," she finally agreed.
But Alan wouldn't be satisfied for long. He was so hot now he required a lot of satisfaction.
"You know, baby," he told her, "I really would love to see you without any clothes on."
"Alan," the teacher complained, "I couldn't take off all of my clothes."
"Just let me see your breasts," he suggested.
"What do you want of me?" the teacher asked the student rather bluntly.
"I want to look at those gorgeous tits of yours," he told her. "I want to see what your thighs are like, baby. Then I want to look at that pussy. That is the really beautiful spot!"
It was getting her upset that he was acting like this.
"Alan, don't talk to me like that," she complained.
"But you're beautiful," he insisted, "and I want to see you all over. There's nothing wrong with the two of us taking off our clothes." '
"It isn't that it's wrong," she said, "but it's what others will think. It is considered immoral for a teacher to even talk about such things to her students."
"Forget what other people think," he insisted. "I'm a man now."
"You're only sixteen," she observed. "Yes," he told her, "but I'm hung like a man of twenty!"
To prove his point, Alan reached down and unzipped his fly. He pulled out his prick and began stroking on it.
"Look how long it is," he told her.
She couldn't help marvel at the size of his prick. As she observed its knobby head, she saw a drop of crystal come forming at its small slit.
"Alan," she told him, "you had better go now."
"Not now," he said, "I want you to pull it for me."
The teacher was frustrated. Never before had she desired anyone quite as much as she did this well-hung young student at this moment.
"Reach over," he begged, "feel of it."
Reaching over, she gripped his prick.
"Pump it for me," he told her.
As her hand gripped his prick shaft, she felt a surge of desire shoot through her body.
"Pump it," he begged, "that's what I want, pump my pecker!"
She began pumping faster and he became more and more excited.
"Oh, Teach," he exclaimed, "if you would just take off your clothes and let me feel of you while you're playing with me."
At this point she was willing to do almost anything he suggested.
She got to her feet and began stripping. As he watched her take off her clothes, he got more and more excited. When she was reduced to her panties and bra, he was almost shaking.
He gripped his prick and began gently stroking as he watched her finish stripping.
She pulled off her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
"Wow!" Alan gasped as he saw the huge red nipples erect and magnificent on her ivory-white bosoms.
"Oh, Teach," he said, "that's good sucking."
"There's more," she smiled.
Gently, she tugged at the elastic waistband of her panties and then slowly slid out of them.
"Oh," he groaned in delight, "are you ever stacked. That's beautiful!"
At this point he was so excited he was shaking.
The teacher turned and he got a look at her ass cheeks as she walked to the bedroom. Alan followed, eager to give her what she required.
Pulling back the bedspread, he watched her as she got on the bed.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he smiled.
"I wish you would, Alan," the teacher said, her eyes moistening with lustful desire.
As Alan looked at her wide-nippled breasts, he was so stimulated all sorts of strange ideas began surging through his mind.
"Can I slip my prick between your tits?" he asked eagerly.
"If you want to," she assured him.
He straddled the teacher and slid his mammoth cock between her tits. Using his hands, he pressed hard against his prick.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "that really feels good. I like a tit massage."
He continued doing this until she was so excited she was eager for his prick to plunge into her.
"Oh, Teach," he said, "I want you to suck on my nuts."
Moving forward, Alan released his grip on her tits. He swung his balls over her nose and mouth. Her tongue swept up and she started licking at his balls.
The tingling sensations that surged up and down his spine surprised him.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed, "that's what I like. Oh, yes, keep that up."
The erotic sensations that surged through him, continued and he felt as if the pleasure would never end.
Finally, she opened her mouth and took his balls in. She kept her eyes open as she enjoyed the sight of his lengthening prick as he pulled on it while she sucked his balls.
"Suck my nuts," he told her, "suck them, baby. Oh, you're really gonna get a mouthful. Wait'll I give you my cock."
She knew what he wanted. Even though she was delirious with delight at being subjected by Alan, she wondered what the pay-off would be. For she knew that it wasn't right.
"I'm gonna spill my come inside you," the young boy gasped. "You're gonna get your mouth fucked and you're gonna love it."
She could tell he was a kid who lived for kicks. And she was eager to satisfy him.
When she had finished sucking on his balls, he moved forward.
"Now eat my ass out," he told her.
Her hot tongue lightly tickled around his anal opening.
"Go ahead," he insisted, "I want you to stick your tongue up my asshole."
She had never become this intimate with any man before. She didn't want to satisfy him this way. However, the young student kept insisting.
"I want you to do it for me," he told her.
Even though she never thought she could do such a thing, she was surprised now for it wasn't difficult.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "suck ass."
Her tongue stiffened and stabbed into his asshole. He moved up and and down on her stiffened tongue. The pleasure increased every second.
"Suck it," he panted, as he pulled on his meat. "Suck it for me. Oh, teacher, suck my ass out!"
She never imagined that she would do anything this wild, this crazy. However, she was discovering a new side of sexual pleasure.
"Suck it," he told her, "Suck. Suck my ass!"
It wasn't going to be much longer now before he sent his white sperm load down her throat.
"You won't gag on it, baby," he told her. "You'll love it."
To illustrate his point, he thrust vigorously, letting his balls bounce upon her face.
As she continued gulping his cock, she found she was enjoying it.
"Suck it for me," he said, as he exercised his hips in a fantastic motion.
He rotated his hips back and forth as he drove his cock deep into her mouth.
"I love deep-throat fucking you," he told her. "You've never had better cream than I'm gonna shoot into your mouth."
He went on pumping his prick into her mouth. And she got so excited she could hardly stand it. She reached for his ass cheeks to pull them tighter. She wanted to be smothered with his prick.
"Suck me," he panted, "eat that prick."
He pulled back now so she could use her teeth and her tongue to satisfy his jabbing prick.
He squeezed her tits hard as he continued jabbing his cock into her mouth.
"Baby," he told her, "you are going to love this. Keep it up. Not much more, Oh, I'm almost there-"
She was eager now to get a taste of him. She suddenly felt him shooting his load. His balls twitched as his cock exploded.
"Suck it off," he told her, "suck my cock!"
She loved the feel of his long dick in her mouth. She thrilled to the fact that he was exploding.
"I said, suck my cock," he repeated.
As she ate his cock, she felt her heart pounding rapidly. The fantastic excitement of receiving him this way thrilled her.
"That's it," he told her, "eat my peter, baby. Go after my juices!"
The teacher's tongue continued working on the head of his prick. She gulped his juices down.
"Get every drop of it," he told her, "that's it, suck it, suck it all, oh, yes, suck it till it hurts!"
triumphantly he loaded all of his juice in her mouth.
* * *
When Cindy pulled her mouth off his prick, finally, she had a strange feeling about their encounter.
"Alan," she said quietly, "we've done something terrible."
"What do you mean?" the young boy asked the teacher.
"You know we're not supposed to do things like this," she insisted.
"That's what you think," he told her. "I had to get my rocks off."
"But you got me hot and bothered, baby," the teacher informed him flatly.
"That's too bad," he said softly.
"Alan," she nodded, "why don't you go down on me?"
Cindy could hardly believe she was asking someone to eat her pussy. However, now that she was so stimulated, she had to have it. Alan smiled broadly.
"I wanted to make you ask for it, Teach," he told her.
He let his hands feel of her down there, while his mouth licked first one tit and then the other.
Making a tongue trail down to her fur-trimmed triangle, he licked back and forth. She threw her legs over his shoulders as she pushed her pelvis forward.
"Eat me, baby," she panted, "suck my pussy. Let me feel your tongue sliding up there."
"All right, I'd love to, Teach," he told her agreeably. "Sit on my face like I did on yours."
It didn't take the teacher long to get in place. As Cindy Fitter straddled her young stud student, she glanced down at him. He reached up for her bosoms so he could manipulate them while she sat over his face.
Keeping just the right distance from his tongue, she felt him lashing and licking all around her intimate areas.
"Keep it up," she begged. "Now you're doing it. Yes, yes, baby, just like that."
His hot tongue lashed all around her buttocks, and then he moved up her slit.
Stiffening his tongue, he stabbed into her, using his tongue as a prick.
The teacher loved the intimate connection. The feel of his hands on her bosoms and the plunging tongue adding to her pleasure, she felt as if she was rocking back and forth in a world of erotic delight.
"Keep your tongue going," she told him, "just like you're doing it. Nibble on my clit, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, I love that."
The rapid tongue movements continued until he felt the teacher starting to juice. Pressing his lips tightly over her pussy to secure all of the juices, he licked quickly and sucked.
"Suck me," she begged, "suck my pussy."
The enormous erotic pleasure that she felt at this moment triggered her to come again.
"Oh, baby," she groaned in delight, "that's the way I like it. Keep it up. Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes, don't stop now."
The erotic fantasies that his tongue lashing created within her moist hole, continued. She wanted to feel his prick jabbing into her in the worst way.
"I want you to fuck me," she told him.
Alan pulled his tongue out of her and the teacher rolled over on her back. She spread her legs in open invitation for her young student to enjoy himself with her body.
Alan straddled the teacher. He drove his rock-hard cock into her pussy. Her pussy muscles gripped it tightly and squeezed. Her hot hands reached for his shoulders. She let them slide up and down his back. Then she gripped his ass cheeks and squeezed vigorously as he plunged relentlessly.
"Fuck me, baby," she begged. "Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, I want to feel it. Every fucking inch of it."
The young boy's prick continued pumping into her. She loved the feel of his hot balls as his cock stabbed away.
"Oh," she groaned in delight, "that's the way I want it. Do it, baby. Ohhh, yes, fuck me!"
Cindy became so excited at the way Alan was flexing his ass muscles and fucking her vigorously that she gently parted his ass cheeks and eased her hand between the crack in his buttocks.
"I'm going to fuck your asshole," she smiled up at him.
As their eyes met, there was soul contact. Cindy suddenly felt as if the soul of her student, Alan, and hers, had merged into one.
Letting her finger massage his prostate pleased him.
"I like that," he told the teacher. "Keep your finger moving, honey. Ohhh, yess, that's how I want it."
The teacher was proud of her student. He was pumping vigorously now, providing her with waves of erotic pleasure.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's the way to do it. Keep it up, fuck it."
In and out his hot prick plunged. Alan was getting so stimulated now he knew he couldn't hold back much longer. Cindy was eager to feel his juices flowing within her. Suddenly she felt him erupting like a white-hot volcano.
"Fuck off," she panted, "fuck me!"
Alan continued rutting into her, his ass muscles flexing as he vigorously fucked her.
Suddenly, she felt his lips pressing on hers. Yes, yes, she thought to herself. Alan does care for me. Opening her mouth, she let him flip his tongue inside of hers. She loved the feel of his tongue thrashing about inside of her wet hot mouth.
When Alan had finished giving her the action she required, he slowly eased out of her and some of his come juice dripped on her belly. She wiped it off and licked it.
"You really dig me, don't you, Teach?" he smiled knowingly.
"Yes, Alan," she exclaimed. "I don't know what it is about you, but you turn me on. I crave you like candy."
"Do I taste like candy?" he smiled.
"It's bitter-sweet, baby," she told him, "but I love it. Every drop of it."
Alan wrapped his arm around the teacher and told her how much he enjoyed her.
"You don't know how much it means to me to get a screw like you," he told her. "Some of the chicks at school are no damn good. You ask them to eat you and they won't accommodate you at all. However, I am happy to say you know how to do it. You swallow it. I don't like a girl who rejects my spermload."
"I don't blame you," Cindy told him. "Sperm is a sign of male virility. Why would any young stud like you want a girl to spit out his sperm?"
"Nevertheless, it happens," he said gloomily.
"Alan, baby," she told him, "I had a strange boyfriend in college who liked to do something very unusual that you might enjoy."
Cindy reached down between Alan's legs and began feeling of his limp prick. It was becoming a test to her to see how many times she could get him there.
"What are you trying to do?" he smiled, as he watched her.
"Trying to get it excited," she told him.
As the prick sprang to life, he was indeed becoming excited.
"How about it," he smiled, "how would you like to give me a good balling in an unusual way?"
"Maybe you've never heard of it before," she said. "Some of them call it Greek style."
"What's that?" the boy asked, totally puzzled by what the teacher had in mind.
"Well, Bart used to like to stab my asshole with his cock," she told him frankly.
"Who is Bart?" he asked.
"Bart was my steady in college," she told him. "He left me for a wealthy widow."
"Did he marry her?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, no," she smiled. "Bart never marries them. He simply pleases them. He fucks them and has them pay him plenty. He's made a real profession of it."
"A playboy," he laughed.
"I guess that's what you'd call him," she said angrily. "But it really disgusts me to think of him doing such things."
"I don't blame you," he said. "A guy shouldn't be bought off like that."
Cindy rolled over to tease and taunt him into giving her the ass fuck she wanted so badly. It didn't take the young boy long to catch on to what she was trying to do. The tantalizing emotions of giving her an ass fuck, continued.
"What d'you want to do, baby?" he said, as she felt Alan's young hands gripping her ass cheeks and squeezing them.
"I want to stab it up there," he told her. "I want to make you squeal."
"I can give you a real tight fuck," she assured him. "I'll show you."
It didn't take Cindy very long to position herself. Getting on all fours and bending her ass up for him she begged, "Fuck me."
Alan realized he needed some lubrication for his prick.
"So you have something I can use?" he smiled as he slapped her ass playfully.
"Oh, just a minute," she said, getting off the bed and going into the bathroom.
She came back with a bottle of baby oil and massaged it generously on his rock-hard cock. When it was slick and dripping with oil, he insisted, "Get your ass up here so I can fuck it fast!"
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy positioned herself again and the young boy mounted her. Gripping her ass cheeks, he pried them apart as he vigorously thrust his slippery prick into place.
"Fuck off," he exclaimed, as he rode his cock into her.
The sensations that enveloped his prick were fantastic. He had never realizzed how super ass fucking could be.
He was furious that his girl friend would never let. him try it as his buddies at school had told him it was a tight trip.
"Your ass sure is tight," he complimented Cindy.
"I know it is," she told him, "and it's fun fucking me, isn't it?"
"You bet your ass it is, baby," he replied as he went on stabbing into her.
Alan was delighted that he was in a position so he could watch his slick cock pounding into her asshole. The mirror reflected the entire scene and he watched carefully.
"Fuck me," she begged, "Oh, Alan baby, I love it. Grab my tits while you're fucking my ass."
Bending over, Alan let his chest crush against her back. Then he reached forward and gripped for her bosoms. He loved to have her big tits in his hands as his prick was pulled in by her ass muscles.
"Fuck me," Cindy continued begging, "fuck me. Oh, I want to feel it all the way up my asshole."
Alan rammed his hot cock as far as it would go. She twisted and grabbed him with her ass.
"Beautiful," she exclaimed, "I really enjoy that, baby."
It was obvious to him that she was indeed turned on with his slippery cock thrusting forward.
"Fuck it," she begged, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
He gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them until they were red.
"Baby, I like to watch my balls bouncing on your butt when I'm fucking you," he told her.
The reflection in the mirror added just the excitement he needed to enjoy it all the more.
"Twist your ass for me," he begged her.
"Like that! Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, don't stop. Keep fucking, ohhh, I can feel it to my toes."
Alan's prick was experiencing sensations he had never known before. He had gotten in some pretty loose pussies and this was wild fucking.
"I see why people like to fuck up the ass," he told her.
"I know, baby," the teacher moaned in delight as she permitted him to subjugate her in this position.
The two of them were sweating now as they continued.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
She kept churning her ass for him. He loved the feeling of her ass muscles gripping his cock and the sensation of her hips twisting added greatly to his erotic pleasure. Bending over once more. Alan gripped her bosoms.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck.
Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it!"
The rock-hard cock continued stabbing rhythmically into her. She was getting so stimulated now she knew that it wouldn't be much longer until she juiced. Reaching down to her pussy, Alan inserted two fingers in her slit.
"Play with my love button, baby," she told Alan.
Alan's fingers reached knowingly for her clit. He squeezed it as he went on thrusting.
"I'm coming," she panted, "oh, Alan, your fingers got me there."
This acted as a trigger for Alan's prick.
"So am I," he told the teacher, "oh, wow!"
A steady stream of hot white sperm spurted into her asshole. She was thrilled that she could supply him with the thrills that he required.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Keep fucking!"
Realizing how much fun he was deriving from rutting into her Alan knew he was driving toward a double-header.
"Hang in, honey," he told her, "I'm almost there."
She gripped the head of his prick with her sphincter muscles and held on as he pummeled away.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," he said developing a rhythm with his cock and his voice that accelerated her ass action.
"Now you're fucking," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's the way I want it. Wow!"
Her ass was on fire as she gripped his tool tightly.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
The hot prick exploded high up her rectum.
"Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes, I'm coming!"
Hot sperm spurted up her asshole. She loved the feeling of his come juicing her there. Alan continued thrusting until he had finished shooting. He loved to plunge into the hilt and feel his balls slap against her now slippery asshole dripping with his come.
Pulling out, he collapsed on the bed.
"Your ass did me in, baby," he told her.
"Can't you take it?" the teacher smiled at the young stud.
"You know it," he told her, "but there's enough action in your ass for two men."
"Got any ideas?" she said, half joking.
"Yes," he admitted, "there is one fellow I know who would give his left nut to screw you."
"Is that right?" the teacher smiled. "Who are you talking about?"
"Dale," he told her, "my buddy."
"If you brought him over we could have an orgy," she giggled.
"Not a bad idea," he admitted. "While I'm eating your snatch, you could" be sucking Dale's cock off."
"I'd love that," she admitted. "When can you bring him over? "
"Saturday night would be a good time," he told her. "That's fuck night!"
"Is it really?" the teacher asked, wondering about high school students and their sexual mores.
"Sure," he told her, "the all-American institution. Work all week so you can get together and ball on Saturday night. That's when my mom and dad do it."
"Have you checked on them?" the teacher asked with a laugh.
"When I was a kid, I did," he told her, "but I got past that. Now I don't want to watch, I want to fuck."
It was obvious to her that she had an interesting young man to deal with.
"Baby," she smiled, "I want to thank you for giving me one of the best screws I ever had. You really know how to turn a woman on. You got that fire down below in me so hot I juiced."
"Thanks," he told her, "screwing with you is really sensational. I'm never gonna go back and fuck with that chick I've been dating. She's no damn good. I told her the last time she wouldn't swallow my come it was all over."
"That bugs you doesn't it?" the teacher asked her young student-lover.
"Sure as hell does," he said, "spitting it out. That's nice!"
"I'm glad you appreciate a lover like me," Cindy commented crisply.
"You know I do," he said reaching over and stroking her bosom.
She loved his hot young hand on her breast. It enflamed her passions every time he touched her.
"I turn you on don't I?" he observed, noticing how red she would get when he would touch her.
"You know it," he smiled knowingly.
She reached down and fondled his balls and played with his now limp prick. It was still wet from his last juicy spray.
"Do you like the family jewels?" he teased her.
"You've got big balls, honey," she said, "and that's where it's at. If a man doesn't have big balls, he can't shoot much come. That's the plant where it's made."
"You've got it all figured out haven't you, Teach?" he laughed as he went on playing with her bosoms, occasionally pinching the nipples and watching her wince.
"Stop that," she told him, "it hurts."
"It hurts good, doesn't it?" he winked.
It was amazing to her how much he seemed to know instinctively about love-making.
"Who taught you how to make love so good? she demanded.
"Old Momma Nature," he said, "put all that love instinct in my balls. That's why I know where it's at!"
"What a nice way to put it," she laughed.
"Do you mind if I put that on my English paper?" he smiled.
"Don't you dare," she said with a giggle.
* * *
Days went smoothly at school the following week for Cindy. There were various problems that did come up but they were minor matters which were quickly resolved.
However, Friday afternoon when she wanted to get things set for Saturday, she spoke with her young student-lover.
"I want to ask you something," she told him, "do you really think we should go through with the orgy?"
"You've got to," he told her, "I've told Dale all about you. He's been looking at you and you really look like a good piece of ass he says.
"How can he tell?" she demanded. "He's never had me."
"Dale is an expert about telling whether or not a woman can make a good fuck," he said with a pride in his voice.
"I hope you've told him not to tell anybody," the teacher said, making sure that both students were sworn to silence. .
"Of course not," he laughed, "we don't want to end a good thing. We both know they'd kick you out of school if they thought you were playing around with us."
"That's the truth," Cindy admitted nervously. It was all set up for seven-thirty on Saturday night, just as the principal walked in.
"How goes it?" he asked her as Alan made his exit.
"Fine," she smiled, "just fine."
"I noticed Alan was in here talking to you," he observed.
"I've been giving him some extra help with his English," she told him.
"That's one student I want to warn you about," he said flatly.
"Warn me?" she smiled innocently.
"Yes," the principal said. "That kid is crazy about older women. He put the make on two teachers last year."
"He hasn't made any passes at me at all," she told the principal. "I think I know how to handle him myself."
"I'm just warning you to take care," the principal said flatly, looking directly into her eyes.
Cindy immediately knew she was being placed under suspicion now that the principal had disclosed this information to her. Why had he waited? If he had only told her before she would have known to stay away from him. For any association whatsoever would produce suspicion.
When she got out of school that afternoon she was so tormented she wished she could take her life. She didn't want to have anything more to do with her young student lover and certainly not with his buddy. It was a fearful thought of her. And the more she thought about it the more uptight she became.
She went to a bar that night and began drinking. It didn't take long for a man to spot her. She was the most attractive girl at the bar and he soon sat down beside her and introduced himself.
"Hiya, beautiful," he began, "I'm Rick."
"Hi, Rick," she mumbled.
"You look depressed," he said.
"I am," she said emphatically. "And you would be, too, if you knew what hell I'm going through."
"What kind of hell are you going through?" he demanded.
"Oh, it's a lover," she said, "he won't leave me alone."
"I can understand why," Rick smiled.
"You men are all the same, aren't you?" she shrugged.
"Oh, not all the same, baby," he smiled, "some of us are better equipped then others."
"Don't flatter yourself," she said abruptly; "If you are trying to put me on with some cock-and-bull story, I'm not in the market tonight."
"I'd like to put you on with my nine-inch cock," he smiled. "It's thick, too. How about it?"
"Have you been having luck with that line lately?" she demanded with a sly smile. "
"Yes, I have," he admitted. "How about it, baby?"
"What am I supposed to do about your pecker? "she teased.
"Have another drink and I'll tell you," Rick replied.
That did it. Cindy was already loaded but the offer of a free drink got her going some more.
After the following drink, Rick told her what he wanted her to do.
"I like girls who know how to use their tongue. I want you to use your tongue all over me. Lick my toes, suck my balls and eat my ass out."
"You certainly expect a lot, don't you?" she said. "Especially when you consider I'm a total stranger!"
"That's the only kind of person to make love like that with," Rick laughed.
"I see what you mean," she smiled.
It was becoming obvious to her that Rick really wanted her badly.
"Baby-doll," she said, "will you return the favor?'"
"Maybe," he mumbled.
"There'd better be no maybe's about it," she warned him. "If I lick your ass, honey, you're gonna suck mine!"
Rick laughed to hear a woman talk dirty.
"Anybody ever tell you, you've got a foul mouth?" he chuckled.
"No, baby," she said, "but I've heard an awful lot of men admire my mouth. They said my lips were so sexy that they couldn't wait to have me wrap them around their prick and suck on their cocks!"
"That sounds like fun, too, honey," he told her. "I have a lot of techniques to make love. Things that would drive you out of your mind."
"I believe you," she laughed. "When do we start?"
"Rick now, sweetheart," he told her, "let's get cracking."
Rick and Cindy left the bar together.
"Should we drive together?" she smiled, "or do we take separate cars to your love nest?"
"I want you with me, baby," he smiled, "while I'm going there. You can be playing with my pecker under the steering wheel."
"That should be fun," she grinned.
Rick and Cindy got in his car.
"Oh, I like your car," she told him, "it's really cool."
"Yes," he told her, "I dig sports cars. And this little white job is sharp. It's a Firebird."
"I hope your pecker's on fire," she said, "as I enjoy a man who is hot."
"You don't have to worry about me none, baby," he assured her. "The question is, can you keep pace with me?"
The two of them smiled at each other knowingly and made their way down the freeway to his apartment. When they arrived at his condominium apartment, she admired it and knew he must be doing quite well.
"How do you make your money, lover?" she smiled at him.
"I'm a private eye," he told her. "I do other people's dirty work. I don't care to talk about what I do, because I want to see what you do to me."
When they walked into his apartment she observed there were plenty of liquor bottles around.
"Why do you have so many booze bottles around here?" she demanded.
"I like to drink now and then," he smiled.
"I believe you do," she assured him.
The first thing Rick insisted was that they both take off all of their clothes.
"I don't' know whether I dare," she said, "because you might be one of those sadistic creeps who gets his kicks whipping gals with his belt or something."
"Oh, no, baby," he said, "I don't dig that trip. That's the bondage route. I've never been a bondage fan."
"Good," Cindy smiled as she continued undressing with Rick watching closely.
"You never told me what you do," he smiled.
"Oh, I'm a school teacher," she said, as she slid out of her skirt.
"Wow," he chuckled. "I sure would love to have you teach me a thing or two."
"I'll see if I can with my tongue," she told him tantalizingly.
When she got down to her panties and bra, she hesitated. But Rick didn't hesitate. He pulled off his shorts and strode bare-ass naked over to her and reached beneath her panties. He felt of her moistening mound and complimented her.
"You get hot quickly, baby, you're juicing already."
"I hadn't noticed," she said, looking into Rick's alert eyes.
She reached out to stroke his prick. He loved her hot hands on him there.
"Why don't we take a shower together first?" he smiled.
"Right on, baby," she said. "Cool it, though. Don't slip your finger in there. I want your tongue or your prick."
Rick pulled his finger out of her vagina and laughed as he led the way to the bedroom and bath.
She admired his brown fur king-size bedspread.
"What an attractive place you have here," she commented as she went into the large bathroom and watched Rick reach out to turn the knobs on the wall for the shower.
"Come in, baby," he smiled, "the water's fine."
Stepping with him, naked, into the shower, she loved the feel of his hands on her bosoms. He washed her breasts and reached down to play with her pussy.
"You've got a great pussy," he told her, "and I would give anything to fuck you, love."
"That's no way to talk," she said. "You know we've got to do a lot of licking first. I don't like men who want to rush it."
"All right," he told her, "I've got some specialities that you'll like."
She washed the length of his prick and then he turned around and let her soap between his ass cheeks. Rick held the soap in his ass for a second and she laughed.
"I'll bet you want me to eat your ass out, don't you. lover-boy?"
"You know it," Rick smiled. "My ass is sweet, or it will be when I get some honey in it."
"How nice, Rick," she chuckled. "You're going to give me a real gourmet treat of your body."
"Certainly, darling," he said. "I want to make every inch of my naked body so tasty to your tongue you'll lick and lick and suck."
When Rick took the soap in his hands he washed all over her bosoms. He created a soap suds that appealed to her.
"You're glorifying my breasts," she smiled as she looked at the creamy white soap suds shaped like her bosoms.
She was. so stimulated now she could hardly stand it.
"Rick," she said softly, "I want to eat you and suck you and love you.'"
He got frightened for a moment as he thought she might be serious.
"Why do you look at me like that, Rick?" she asked.
"Just admiring the scenery, baby," he told her.
When they had dried off and went into the bedroom, she lay on the bed while Rick went to the kitchen and brought back two containers.
"What have you got in your hands?" she smiled.
"Whipped cream and honey," he told her.
"I'm gonna spread whipped cream all over my ass cheeks and I'm gonna put honey in my asshole. I'm gonna let you lick that out."
She could hardly believe what he was saying. But Rick was dead serious. He got on the bed and stretched out. He was on his stomach. She took the honey container and pushed the nozzle to his tight anal opening. Then she squeezed the honey container and the golden sticky honey shot up his rectum.
Pulling it out slowly, she began applying the whipped cream to Rick's ass cheeks.
"There it is, baby," he told her, "the sweetest ass in the world."
She bent over and let her tongue start licking at the whipped cream buttocks. Rick wiggled with delight as he felt her tongue lashing as she licked the whipped cream.
"My ass is sweet, isn't it, baby?" he smiled at her.
"You know it, Rick," she told him. "I really am getting a big charge out of this."
She was surprised how much pleasure she could derive from licking his firm round buttocks.
When she had completely eaten off the whipped cream he arched his behind and demanded, "Suck my asshole. It's sweeter."
It was difficult for Cindy to do as told. Nevertheless, she let her tongue slide up his tight rectum. As it slid back and forth she became more and more stimulated.
"Suck ass," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Suck the asshole."
The hot tongue surged around and around inside of her and she got more and more excited.
"Oh, baby," he grinned, "you don't know how good that feels to have your tongue stabbing up my asshole. Lick the honey out of my ass. Oh, wow! Play with my balls. Feel of the back of my nuts while you're eating my ass. That's what I want you to do. Suck ass!"
She let her tongue surge in and stiffen as she lapped from his buttocks.
"Suck ass," he told her, "suck ass, baby.
Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes, eat my sweet asshole."
Rick was pleased that he had found a woman who would do as he wanted. When she pulled her tongue out of his asshole he insisted that she make a whipped cream trail down both thighs, including his calves and then to his feet.
She licked the whipped cream from his thighs and brushed her bosoms over them. He loved the sensation of her soft breast flesh crushing on his hard thighs and calves.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her. 'That's what I like you to do. Give me the sensations I need."
Rick continued stimulating her. She was getting more and more turned on every moment.
"Baby, I want you to take each toe in your mouth and suck on it. When I told you I wanted you to suck me all over, I meant it."
She grabbed his foot and sucked on each toe as if it were a prick. Moving from one foot to the other, she repeated the process. Rick was so hot now he couldn't stand it.
"Oh, baby," he begged, "I'm gonna turn over so you can turn on with your mouth. I want you to get down there between my legs and lick and suck like crazy."
He flipped over and presented her with his mammoth prick. She was surprised and shocked to see how long it was.
"How long is that thing?" she exclaimed.
"Didn't I tell you I had a long one?" he smiled.
"You know it, baby," she said.
She enjoyed plunging her mouth down the length of his cock.
"Suck that cock," he told her, "suck it, baby. That's how I like it. Suck that cock!"
Her lips fastened around his prick head and she was sucking now.
"Tease the nuts," Rick begged, "tease them, baby. Tug them. Play with them. Now you're doing it. That's how I like it. Play with my balls."
Effectively using her finger movements, she got him so excited he was trembling.
"Suck off," he told her, "suck my big prick. Oh, baby, that is a joy stick. You're gonna get a nice white load. You're gonna love it. I'm gonna cream in your face."
Rick's propaganda appealed to her. He was proud of himself. Every part of his body was appealing as far as he was concerned. He loved having his ass licked. He enjoyed having her suck on his balls.
And, he was going out of his mind as her head moved up and down on the length of his mammoth male member.
"Suck my prick," he panted, "suck that cock. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, sweetheart, suck it." The hot cock was about to burst.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat it, baby. Ohhh, ahh, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck that cock off!"
The hot cream erupted in her mouth. She gulped greedily.
"Eat it," he told her, "that's how I like it. Eat that peter."
The juice spurted into her mouth. She sucked vigorously now as she enjoyed Rick's creamy sperm load.
When she had completed the act for him, she pulled her mouth off his prick and smiled proudly.
"Was that a good cock suck?" she grinned.
"The best cock suck I ever had," he nodded.
"That's quite a compliment coming from a real stud like you, Rick," Cindy replied.
"Baby," he said, "I'm gonna do a turn-about now. I'm gonna splash that whipped cream all over your beautiful tits. Then I'm gonna make a trail of honey down to that pussy. I'll stick the nozzle of the honey container in your snatch and squeeze. Then, baby, I'll eat it out. Only when I eat it I want it mixed. Mixed with your love juices."
It was amazing to her how beautifully Rick could state his erotic feelings.
"Rick," she said, "you sure know how to tell a woman how you love to fuck her."
Rick wasted no more time with words. Gripping the whipped cream container he pressed the button on top. The mountains of whipped cream spurted from it to cover her bosoms.
Then he took the yellow plastic honey container and squeezed it, letting the honey, drip, drip, drip down the length of her body to her cunt.
Slipping the head of the nozzle into her vagina, he squeezed.
"Oh, Rick," she exclaimed, "that feels so fucking fantastic!!!"
CHAPTER THREE
Rick tossed the honey container aside and straddled her. Bending over, he let his tongue lash out over her bosoms.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes!"
His hands reached under her buttocks and he held her in place as he went from her bosoms down the honey trail to her vagina.
When he reached her vagina, he kissed her there. Then as if he were French kissing her, he inserted his tongue in her slit. She loved the sensation of his tongue licking and lapping around her snatch.
"Suck me, Rick," she pleaded, "suck me, baby. Oh, yes, yes, do me. Now you're doing it, oh, Rick, I love it, keep it up!"
Her voice was trembling with emotion as she watched him bury his head between her legs. She raised her thighs and squeezed him.
"Love me, Rick," she pleaded, "love me, baby."
The sensational feelings that surged through her now had her shaking.
"Yes, yes," she exclaimed, "that's the way I like it. Oh, Rick, do me."
Rick's tongue and teeth went to work, sniffed the aroma of her love nest and tingles went up and down his spine to the excitement of it all. He squeezed her buttocks and pressed his tongue farther into her pussy.
"Lick it," she panted, her voice rising to a crescendo.
Rick licked quickly and then it happened. That glorious explosion of pussy juices that every pussy eater waits for.
"Oh, sweetheart," she exclaimed, "love my pussy."
The hot juices mingling with the honey provided him with the delight he called a cunt treat.
"Oh suck it," she said, "suck it, you pussy eater. Eat my pussy. That's it. Oh, baby, I'm coming again."
She wasn't lying. Having become so stimulated she was juicing in multiples.
"Rick," she exclaimed, "love me. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, baby!"
* * *
When Rick finally withdrew his tongue from the teacher's box, she was agog with delight.
"You're all right, Rick," she told him, "you taught me plenty about sex!"
"And I had it figured you were the teacher," he chuckled.
"I'm all wrong," she admitted, "I don't know anything about sex. You know where it's at, lover!"
It was obvious to her that Rick indeed did know what he was doing to her. And she was thrilled that he could provide her with such delicious sensations.
"Baby," she said, "would you like to fuck my ass now?"
"I guess I would," he said. "What is it? " she smiled at him.
"I like colored lights, drums and to use my belt to lash across your ass."
"But I thought you told me you didn't like that sort of thing," she momentarily objected.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "has a lover ever been known to tell a lie?"
"It's a sin to tell a lie, Rick," she said coyly. "Now I don't know whether to believe you or not. Maybe I'll discover you are a married man with children."
"Would it matter?" he teased.
"Of course it would," she said, "I'm a moral person. I have my scruples and one thing I will not do is have sex with a married man."
"I don't pay any attention to those rules," he said. "No court on earth can padlock a pussy or a pecker. People ought to be free. If they found someone that they enjoy playing around with, why not?"
She thought it over for a long moment and then replied.
"Rick," she said, "you have no scruples. You let your lust take you where you want to go. I could never live that way."
"Could you give me the ass fuck?" he said, bringing the conversation to basics.
"Yes," she smiled.
She got on the floor and Rick went to work with his lights. Suddenly, the room was bathed in blue and green light. The next moment she heard the sound of African drums from the stereo.
"That's wild, Rick," she said, as she crawled around the floor just as he told her to.
"Sure it is, baby," he told her, "it's primitive fucking. Those are native African drums that you're listening to."
"They get me so excited just listening to them," she exclaimed. "I love it, baby."
"Sure you do," he told her, "and baby don't you think for one minute that you're not going to get a good fuck out of me. I'm going to give you a fuck you won't soon forget!"
She could hardly wait now for Rick to give her the satisfaction she sought. Using his belt, he lashed across Cindy's bare buttocks. She tingled to the touch of the belt.
"You're exciting me, Rick," she told him. "I love it."
"Sure you do, baby," he told her, "and you're gonna get more action just like that."
She wiggled about as the belt continued lashing across her bare buttocks.
"Oh, baby, when I watch you wiggle your ass cheeks, I go wild. I can just imagine what it would be like ramming your prick up there. Oh, sweetheart, I've got to get some lubrication. Let me get some KY jelly."
He went to the dresser and got a tube of KY. Returning he used it all over his prick.
"Rick, baby," she asked him, "are you sure I can take that big monster dick of yours?"
"Sure shooting," he winked.
He got on the floor as the drum beats reached a crescendo. He grabbed her ass cheeks as he mounted her and stabbed his slippery cock between the ass crack.
"Hold tight, baby," he told her, "this will only hurt for a minute."
As he plunged the slippery hard prick into her asshole, she squealed.
"You're hurting me, honey," she told him.
"I have to for a minute or two," he told her. "It's a snug fit."
"You know it is," she told him.
Rick pounded his prick up her rectum as she had never been screwed before. He was opening up new areas within her that she never knew existed.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I'm riding your ass."
Rick didn't bend over. Instead, he went on jabbing away and told her to bend over.
"All I need is your ass fucking back to me."
She thrust her body back to meet his advancing cock jabs.
"Fuck it," he panted, "fuck baby. Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes that's the way to do it. Fuck, baby."
Waves of erotic delight surged through her. "Oh, baby, I like it," she admitted.
Rick told her to twist her tail.
"Grind it, honey," he exclaimed, "that's how you do it. Twist that sweet ass of yours. Oh, baby, what an ass fuck, you've been fucked here before!"
She nodded.
"But never like this, Rick," she told him.
Rick's cock continued stabbing in and out of her hot twisting behind.
"Fuck it, baby," she begged, "fuck. Ohhh, yes, that's what I want, screw it!"
Rick marveled at the fact that she was as turned on over getting screwed as he was screwing her.
"Oh, baby, grind it. Grind your ass. Oh, twist it, throw it up to me, let me feel it."
She churned her hips around for him just the way he liked it. He plunged his prick in up to the hilt, his slippery balls bouncing on her upturned ass cheeks.
"Squeeze it," he told her, "use your sphincter muscle on it, baby. Squeeze my dick."
Cindy was discovering muscles she never knew she had. She grabbed his cock roughly. She squeezed it and milked the cream out of it.
"Oh," he groaned in delight, "beautiful. Oh, sweetheart, that's what I wanted."
The hot cream erupted high up Cindy's hot asshole.
"I'm shooting, baby," he panted.
He slapped her ass cheeks roughly as he stabbed her to a finish.
When he pulled out of her, he flipped over on the floor. Cindy lay beside him.
"That was wonderful, Rick," she said quietly.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, baby," he told her. "I have plenty of sex games where that came from."
"Where did it come from, Rick? "she smiled at him.
"My imagination and the sex shop at the corner," he chuckled.
As they lay there chatting and talking, Rick got a strange idea.
"I wonder how it would feel if you fucked me up the asshole," he told her.
"Rick, that's impossible," she laughed.
"No, it isn't," he said, getting to his feet.
Walking over to a chest of drawers, he pulled out the top drawer. He showed her a dildo and the straps that accompanied it.
"What have you got there?" she asked.
"They call this a dildo," he told her.
"And what are you going to use it for?" she laughed.
"I want you to strap it on, baby, and fuck my asshole for me."
"Rick," she complained, "I could never do a thing like that."
"You'd be surprised what you could do teacher," he smiled.
She felt guilty and ashamed that she had ever revealed to him her profession. However, she had and that was that! "All right," she agreed, "if you want it real bad I'll give it to you."
It didn't take him long to show her what he wanted. She strapped the dildo on and then Rick gave her the tube of KY jelly. She applied it to the plastic penis.
"Now I'll get on the floor and crawl around," he smiled, "and you use that belt to lash across my bare ass."
The red and green lights were still flashing and the African drum beat music continued. It was getting Cindy excited all over again. Rick began crawling around and then she went to town.
Effectively using the belt, she lashed across his bare buttocks, making his flesh sting and smart.
"It hurts," he complained.
"I'm sorry," she told him.
"You'd better not be," he said, "that's what I want. Keep lashing my ass. Oh, baby, I love this."
As she continued lashing at his ass cheeks, she discovered she was indeed enjoying it. A strange smile contorted his face.
"Now mount me, baby," Rick demanded, "and fuck my ass good."
She never thought she could do anything like this. However, she was discovering she could. Slowly guiding the well-lubricated plastic prick between his ass cheeks, she suddenly stabbed up his asshole.
"Fuck it," Rick begged, "stab it in there, baby. Ram it home."
Rick was finding out just how much he enjoyed the sensation. Every stab produced more pleasure in him.
"That's the way I want it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
The thick cock rode into his rectum with savage force. She was finding out just how much pleasure could be derived from giving a man an ass fuck.
"Oh, baby," he groaned in delight, "that's the way I like it. Keep it up!"
The pleasure increased as he continued his action.
"Fuck it," he told her, fuck, baby, fuck!" The hot come spurted from Rick's cock. He was obtaining an orgasm from the excitement that she provided with the thrusting plastic prick.
"I'm juicing," he told her, "get around here, honey, and lick my dick quick."
Hastily pulling the plastic cock out of Rick's rectum, Cindy got beneath him. Her hands gripped his buttocks as she pulled his cock to her mouth.
"Oh, baby," he groaned in delight, "that's the way I want it. Lick it." , She thrilled to the taste of him. And she got some more juice out of his head when she created a suction on the end of it.
"Suck it off," Rick panted, "eat it. Oh, baby, I love it when you've got your mouth on it."
She was supplying Rick with the pleasure he wanted. Unashamedly giving of herself all the way.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "You're too much."
The sensational pleasure that surged through her body now was unlike any she had ever known. For she had given herself to this man completely.
And as a steady stream of white creamy come shot into her mouth, she drank it in as if it were the most delicous-tasting substance in the world.
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," he exclaimed as he watched her sucking and devouring his cock juice.
Sliding off him, she lay beneath his legs, looking up at his swaying balls and his still-hard prick.
"Rick," she smiled, "was I good?"
"Cindy," he replied, "you are in the wrong profession. You shouldn't be a teacher, you should be a hooker. With a hot mouth like you've got, baby, you should be giving pleasure with it to everybody."
The red and green lights continued going off and on while the drum beat music went on. Rick got up and fixed himself a drink.
"Fix one for me, too, Rick," she told him.
When he had settled beside her on the floor with his drink, she suddenly decided she could confide in him. He was uninhibited and would understand.
"Rick," she asked like a child, "what would you say if I told you I hadd sex with one of my students?"
Rick looked at her in shock. His look changed from one of shock to disdain and then disgust.
"I would say you were pretty damned awful," he commented.
"You would?" she asked in amazement.
"You bet your sweet ass I would," he told her. "Any older person who takes advantage of a young kid, is a molester. Society has enough illnesses without harboring molesters in our schools. Am I right?"
From the way that he directed the question at her, it left little doubt in her mind about his understand her involvement.
"Forgive me," she said nervously.
"How can I?" he asked her. "I hate molesters. They're sick people."
"Don't you think some of the things you do are pretty sick?" she demanded.
"No," he said. "They're bizarre, but not sick. After all, I'm an adult. And you're an adult. I never took any advantage of you. I didn't force you to do a damn thing. You came here tonight because you wanted to ball with me. Am I right?"
She hesitated a long moment and then nodded. Two tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked at him.
"I'm going to go now, Rick," she said, "and I'm not coming back."
"That's fine with me," Rick assured her. "I don't believe in screwing the same woman twice if I can help it."
"That's nice, Rick," she said angrily, "it shows you have a lot of heart."
It didn't take Cindy long to get off the floor and slip into her clothes. All the time she was dressing, Rick lectured her.
"If you had a shred of decency in you," he said, "you'd give up teaching. I know what you are. You've told me."
"I never told you anything," she said, "I just asked you what you thought of it."
* * *
When Cindy got home early that morning, dawn was just streaking the horizon. The sunlight looked pure and beautiful to her. It somehow removed the torture that she had experienced when she was with Rick. She fixed herself some coffee and called the school to tell them she couldn't make it.
"There's no school today," the answering service told her.
"That's right," she yawned.
She hung up. realizing that she had even forgotten what day it was. Then it all came back to her. Alan and Dale were going to come over for their orgy. Little did she feel like carrying on with anyone.
She decided she had better get some rest. She took some sleeping pills and found it difficult to sleep. At last she dozed off to a troubled sleep.
When she awakened at three o'clock in the afternoon, she knew she had better get ready for her young student lovers who were slated for a Saturday-night screw.
She cleaned up the apartment and then took a long bath. It felt good to luxuriate in the bath. However, all of the time she was thinking about how she could entertain two young men at the same time. She was deliberately forgetting everything that Rick had said. Why should she pay any attention to him? He was just angry over the fact she wouldn't continue having sex with him on an exclusive basis.
Once the apartment was cleaned and she had bathed, she went back to resting some more. Around six o'clock she got up again and decided she would wear a simple sweater and blouse. It made her look more youthful. She wanted to feel as young as one of her student lovers.
When seven-thirty rolled around she heard a knock on the door. She went to the door and the landlord stood there.
"What about the rent?" he demanded.
"I forgot," she said, her voice trembling.
"You look like you've seen a ghost," the landlord said emphatically.
"Do I?" she said, as she quickly wrote a check for the rent.
"Here you are," she said, handing it to him.
Fortunately, Dale and Alan would be late. If they had showed on time, she realized the landlord would have seen them. That might get her into trouble. For if the principal ever checked out with the landlord whether or not she entertained students, the long finger of suspicion would point at her.
Finally, the doorbell rang and she answered it. There stood Alan, handsome and smiling, with an equally good-looking young student.
"Dale," he smiled, "I want you to meet the teacher."
"Hi, Dale," Cindy nodded.
"Please to eat you," he whispered.
"That's a nice thing to say when you first meet someone," she snapped.
"I know all about you," he said, "Alan told me. You lick ass and everything, don't you?"
"Alan's got a big mouth," she snapped.
"And the girls tell me he's got a long tongue," Dale laughed uproariously.
The teacher closed the door quickly and waited to tell them to leave. However, she recognized she was in no such position.
"Can I get you something to drink?" she smiled at them.
"I'd like a bourbon and Seven," Dale said.
"I wasn't thinking of hard liquor," she said.
"Maybe I was," Dale insisted as he walked over to the bar and helped himself.
"You're not bashful, are you?" the teacher said tensely.
"No, I'm not," he said, "and you aren't either. You like to suck and fuck and do everything. So I guess I have a right to take a few liberties, if I may."
"Go right ahead," she said, "drink every bottle if you want to."
Dale paid no attention to her. He shrugged and mixed himself a generous bourbon and Seven.
"What are you having, Alan?" Dale asked as he stood at the bar.
"What about me?" the teacher asked. "I'm only supplying the liquor. Don't I count?"
"Just a minute," Dale continued, "what are you having, Alan?"
"Scotch on the rocks," Alan replied.
"When the three of them were seated on the sofa and talking, Cindy was disturbed when Dale reached over and slid his hand under her skirt.
"Take your hand away," she commanded.
"Don't be a prima donna," he told her, "reach over and unzip my fly and take my cock out. I want you to play with it."
She reached over and unzipped him. Pulling on his prick, she stroked it.
"Do it for me, too," Alan insisted.
Reaching over with her other hand, she unzipped him. Then she pulled out his strong prick and began on the two boys.
"I like that," Dale said. "That's fun."
Dale began feeling of one breast while Alan felt of the other.
Suddenly, her body heated up. Her resistance and distaste for Dale disappeared.
"Let's go to bed," Dale suggested, "we're wasting time here on the sofa. I don't want a simple blow job. I want something complicated."
Going into the bedroom, it didn't take long for the three of them to take off their clothes.
"I want you to suck my ass," Dale suggested with a wink. "Alan tells me you are a great lick artist."
"It's nice that I have a publicity man," the teacher observed.
"Oh, he'll sing your praises," he assured her. "He says you are the greatest, positively!"
"How nice," she said, with ice in her voice.
It wasn't going to be long now before the truth was out. For it was obvious to her that Alan had confided almost everything that she had done with Dale. However, as she got a load of him standing there nude, she really didn't mind.
He was terribly handsome. With broad shoulders and a trim waist and strong legs, he did look handsome as he stood there with his cock standing up.
"Don't I look good enough to eat?" he smiled at her.
"I wouldn't say that," she said indifferently.
"It's the truth," Dale said.
She stretched out on her back on the bed and spread her thighs.
"While I'm sucking on him, honey," she told Alan, "you can eat my pussy. How does that grab you?"
"Real fine," Alan agreed.
Her open creamy white thighs provided a beautiful invitation for Alan. He crouched over her crotch and gripping her ass cheeks, buried his nose in her snatch. His hot tongue licked along her slit. Soon he was stabbing into her and enjoying it.
"Eat my pussy," she panted, "come on, baby, suck my pussy."
Alan was eager to please her. His tongue surged inside of her. His buddy, Dale, got so carried away watching, he began jacking-off standing beside the bed.
"Why don't you let me suck on your ass while you pull on your prick?" the teacher suggested.
The virile young student took her up on her offer. He straddled her, resting his buttocks on her bosoms a moment. Then moving forward, he lowered himself.
"Is this a good position, Teach?" he asked with sarcasm as he got his ass closer to her face.
Reaching up, Cindy gripped his thighs with her hands. She pulled him down closer. She enjoyed the sight of his hairy balls and his puckered-up asshole. She let her tongue slip around it and lick energetically. At the same time the young boy began pulling rhythmically on his cock.
"Suck it," he insisted, "I want to feel that tongue licking up-there. That's how you do it, lick my ass."
The teacher was effectively doing him. He loved the sensations that she was generating in his buttocks.
"Lick it, baby," he demanded, "that's how you do it. Lick it, lover."
The hot tongue surged up his asshole. The sensations enveloped him.
"Beautiful, baby," he groaned in delight, "I love having your tongue slide up there. Oh, baby, put your tongue in farther. Oh, yes, all the way. I love that!"
The tongue plunged up his rectum. He became so stimulated he was trembling. At the same time the teacher was enjoying the sensation of the other young student licking away at her velvety vagina walls.
She was wiggling about so much that Alan found it necessary to fasten his hands tightly on her ass cheeks to keep her in place.
He was starting to taste droplets of juice and this was triggering his tongue to wild sexual rhythms. He was doing a love dance with his tongue along her smooth vagina walls. At the same time, she was licking and stabbing Dale's hot behind. Dale told her frankly, "if you keep that up much longer, I'll shoot my wad."
Those words changed her lovemaking activity. For if there was one thing Cindy craved, it was come. She was strangely developing a taste for come. She was comparing the flavors of the different cocks.
"Come on, baby," she exclaimed, "that's how you do it!"
He was thrusting his cock to her lips. Her pink tongue lashed over the tip of his prick.
"Lick; it's what you're gonna like. My balls are loaded. And I want to have you suck it and swallow it. None of that spitting out."
Cindy laughed to herself as she thought about him making the suggestion she would spit out his come. For it was his come that meant so much to her. Her cheeks sucked in as she took him in.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my prick."
The fabulous pleasure that she was experiencing now that a prick was jabbing in her mouth and a tongue was stabbing in her slit, made her realize how much she had missed.
CHAPTER FOUR
She didn't quit sucking Dale's cock until he had completely finished shooting. Then slowly, she moved her mouth off his male member, and kissed the sticky head of it. She tugged on his balls and patted his behind. .
"Thank you, Dale," she smiled up at him.
Alan was getting a mouthful now, as she gushed. He pressed his mouth tightly over her vagina in suction-like style. The hot juices thrilled him.
"Oh, Alan," she groaned in delight, "that's what I want, baby. Eat it. Eat my pussy. Suck me."
Alan was eager to accommodate her. She thrilled to the fact that he didn't take his tongue out until he had licked her velvety vagina walls clean.
Pulling his tongue out of her, he smiled at her.
"Hey, Teach, he told her, "wasn't this a lot of fun?"
"You know it, Alan," she winked at him.
* * *
Cindy thought she ought to fix some goodies for her young students. However, they didn't want food.
"I want some more to drink," Alan insisted.
"I don't want to get you both stoned," the teacher smiled. "If you get too much booze, you won't be able to fuck me."
"You don't have to worry about that none," Dale assured her.
The boys went over to the bar, and each one picked a bottle. They began drinking and Cindy was concerned. However, as she glanced down at their rigid pricks, she realized that they were not about to go limp on her.
"I think it would be a fabulous thing," Dale told her, "if I fucked your asshole. I enjoy ass fucking."
"Why, I should think you'd get plenty of that with all of the chicks who give it out in school," Cindy told him frankly.
"It's a funny thing, Teach," he told her, "how some of those chicks don't want to give. I mean they want to have us go down on them, but they refuse to lick our cocks or let us give them ass fucks. It isn't fair."
"There are many injustices in the world," Cindy said crisply.
"You can say that again," Dale said with anger tingling in his voice.
It was obvious to the teacher that she had turned them on. She deliberately got to her feet and walked over to the bar, and let her ass wiggle a little.
"Oh, that's a nice ass," Dale smiled. "I can almost feel my slick dick sliding up it."
"You'd better stop talking that way," she warned him. "You'll be exploding. I want to make sure that your cock is capped when it goes off."
"How nice of you," Dale smiled. "I appreciate your attitude."
He enjoyed her comments. And she was just as delirious over his attitude.
"Dale, baby," she said, "come along with me. I think we can have a wonderful time if Alan will lie on his back. I'll straddle him and slip my pussy over his pecker, and then you can ram it to me from behind. How does that grab you?"
"Right in the nuts," he said. "I can hardly wait to fuck you."
They were so turned on now they were shaking. Alan agreeably got on the bed on his back. Next, Cindy straddled him. As she eased her pussy down over his prick, she brushed her breasts over his chest and looked into his eyes. Alan's eyes lighted up as he felt the sensations of her pussy gripping his prick.
"Like that?" she whispered enticingly.
"You know it," Alan smiled.
Waiting in the wings was Dale.
"I almost forgot," she said. "There's some Vaseline in the top drawer of my dresser. Go over there and get it."
Dale went to her dresser and pulled out the drawer and got the Vaseline which he applied to his prick. When it was slick and hard, he mounted her. Gripping her behind, he slowly eased his mammoth male member into her anal canal.
"Fuck it, baby," he exclaimed. "That's how you do it. Fuck it."
The rock-hard cock stabbed up there with vigorous force. He was becoming more excited every second.
"Oh, baby," he groaned in delight, "that's wonderful."
She twisted her behind as he rammed forward. The sensations were almost overpowering.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's how I like it. Oh, baby, fuck it."
The wild pleasure that surged through her at this point increased. For she was being attacked by cocks from two directions. One was plunging up her pussy, and the other was stabbing her up her asshole.
"Fuck," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."
The extreme excitement that she experienced had her shaking.
"Beautiful, baby," he told her. "That's how I like it. Now you're fucking. Keep it up."
The pleasure increased as the two men fucked.
"I want you to wiggle your ass for me," Dale insisted.
He gripped her firm, round behind and held on as he watched his cock slip in and out. It stimulated him to plunge it way in and pull it way out. He liked to see it ramming in there.
"Fuck, baby," he exclaimed in a gruff voice. "Oh, yes, that's how I want it. Twist your ass for me. Oh, baby, love me."
Her sphincter muscles gripped his cock. It appeared to him that she would jack him off with her sphincter muscles.
"Ease it," he exclaimed in a gasp. "I want to make it last."
Cindy relaxed her sphincter muscles so he could continue to stab in there and make the pleasure build.
Increasing his momentum from below, young Alan drove into the teacher's pussy with fierce force.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby. That's how you do it. Fuck it!"
The rapid-fire movements continued. And the pleasure became so fantastic that the three of them were sweating now. As their sweaty bodies slapped together, in lustful, driving motions, she felt herself wanting to crush her two tits down over Alan's chest. When she did so, her eyes came close to his and her lips followed.
"Oh, Alan," she exclaimed excitedly. "That is super."
Alan was happy that he could please the teacher with his cock stabs.
"When I ram it to the right. Teach," Dale suggested, "twist your ass to the left. That's corkscrew fucking."
"Corkscrew fucking?" the teacher said. "Never heard of it."
"Now you have," Dale informed her flatly, as he went on ramming into her.
It was obvious to her that Dale was getting a big charge out of balling her in this way.
"Oh, fuck, baby," he exclaimed. "That's how you do it. Now, baby, now!"
When Dale would ram his cock up her rectum to the right, she would twist to the left. It gave a certain angle twist to his prick which provided more pleasure. Cindy gripped his prick tighter and went on twisting her tail for him.
"I really move my tail for you, don't I?" she smiled up at him.
"You bet you do? baby," he told her. "This is what I call flying."
Dale was driving his prick into the teacher at such a pace that he indeed was creating the sensation of flying. At the same time, his buddy Alan was competing to attract the teacher's attention.
"Give me those lips," Alan smiled.
The teacher pressed her full, sensuous lips on his. She let her tongue lick along his lips. Soon they were engaged in a love duel. Their tongues were licking and lashing against each other. She loved the sensation of exciting him this way. As they continued French kissing, she went on gripping his prick in her pussy in snapping movements. This created fantastic sensations in Dale's plunging prick.
"Like that!" he told the teacher. "Now you're grinding, honey. Oh, keep that up. It won't be much longer now."
Dale continued stabbing away. He was turned on all the way.
"Fuck off," he panted. "Oh, baby, fuck it. Fuck. Push that ass back to me."
She thrust back and his cock drove forward. Ramming in up to the hilt, Dale's pecker exploded. The hot cream surged up her rectum. She was so excited now as he came, she felt herself juicing. This in turn triggered Alan's cock. He exploded within her moist hole. She squeezed both penises to milk them.
The stimulation and the excitement had the teacher trembling.
"I'm a sex sandwich," she panted. "I'm the meat in the middle."
"Nice way to put it," Dale laughed.
Dale was slapping her ass cheeks roughly now as he finished plunging his slippery cock in her slickened hole.
When he had finished, he pulled out and flopped over on the bed. Then the teacher lifted herself from Alan's stillerect cock. She lay between them. Both boys started sucking on her breasts. She reached down to stroke their heads as they loved her tits. Their lapping tongues stimulated her. To herself, she thought how fantastic it would be if she could take on three. One for her pussy, one for each nipple.
"Oh, suck those tits," she told them both. "That's sensational. I really like that."
Soon their fingers wandered down to her pussy. Each boy slid a finger in her. She loved the feel of their fingers plunging into her vagina.
"I wish you boys would eat me," she told them.
"Dibs on your pussy," Alan said. "I'm glad you asked for it," Dale said with a laugh.
The teacher rolled over on her side. Alan pressed his lips over her cunt as he got his face even with her crotch. Behind her, she watched as Dale parted her ass cheeks gently. He let his tongue slide around her asshole, and soon he was licking.
"Oh, that feels so good," she enthused. "One for my ass, one for my pussy. I just wish I had a pecker for my face."
Alan took his tongue out of her vagina to inform her, "We'll bring someone back. Basil would love to get into you."
"Who on earth is Basil?" she chuckled.
"He's the new German kid who just came to school last week," Alan said. He really knows a lot about screwing. Learned it in Germany. Some of the stuff he taught us is fantastic."
"Basil should join our little party," the teacher smiled. "It's beautiful as long as no one else finds out about it."
"I understand," Dale assured her. "If you got found out, you'd be in trouble."
"I would," Cindy admitted. "People are so narrow-minded."
"That's the truth," Alan said. "My old man plays around all the time. If my Mom knew, she would kill him. But he pretends to be such a saint. Goes to church every week, and acts like he would never do anything wrong."
"Get back down there, Alan," the teacher said. "Put your tongue in my twat, and start licking. I want to come again."
She didn't have to tell Dale to proceed. For he was only to eager to satisfy her strange, carnal cravings. He got down there between her ass cheeks and started licking some more. Cindy loved the sensation of the young stud's tongue stabbing up her asshole.
"Suck my ass, sweetheart," she smiled at Dale. "That's the way to do it. Stiffen your tongue and stab it up there, honey. The farther the better."
Dale's hands gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed. She was becoming more and more excited every second.
"Do it," Dale exclaimed, "that's the way I want it. Stab it up there."
The hot tongue plunged up her asshole. At the same instant, she felt Alan's tongue licking all around her vagina. He was probing and stabbing and jabbing.
"Alan, baby," Cindy exclaimed as she reached down to grip the young student's head and guide him over her about-to-juice mound, "Keep it up, lover, lick it."
Alan was proud of himself. He had always considered himself a first-class pussy eater. Tonight he was proving it. He was holding his own against Dale's sliding tongue jabbing up her asshole.
"Keep it up," he exclaimed. "That's how you do it. Oh, baby, that's what I like. Love me!"
The two young men watched their tongue pace. As Dale stabbed his tongue up her asshole, young Alan slid his tongue in and out of her vagina.
"Lick my box, baby," the teacher begged. "Now you're doing it. Oh, honey, don't be bashful. Slip that tongue way up in there."
The teacher was not feeling guilty now. She felt that she was contributing to each young man's sexual education.
She was confident that when they were through making love to her, they would certainly be able to give superior attention to their sexual playmates.
"Suck my ass," she insisted. "Suck it, baby.
More. Way in there. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it."
All at once, she couldn't stand Alan's nibbling teeth. He was bearing down on her love button. She clutched his head, and held him there.
"Eat it, Alan," she told him. "Eat my pussy. Oh, baby, my pussy juice is mixing with yours. Suck it. It's a mixed drink, Alan, lover."
It seemed a strange sensation to Alan to get his own juice mingled with hers. Yet, it was all love. Love juices intermingling. He continued letting his tongue lick on the teacher's twat, unashamedly devouring his own juice and hers. At the same time, Dale was deriving great pleasure from eating her ass out. He kept his tongue stabbing away all of the time that his buddy was eating her pussy.
When the two boys had completed the sensuous act for the teacher, they pulled their tongues out and lay beside her. Alan kissed her pussy, and then she told Dale to do the same for her behind. As Dale's lips pressed on her buttocks, he patted them.
"Thank you, boys," she said. "You really are sensational, both of you!"
Alan looked at her and asked her curiously, "Why do people get so uptight about screwing?"
"That's a good question," Cindy answered.
"I don't have an answer."
"They think those porno flicks are obscene," Dale observed, "but I find killing people obscene. When people are fucking, they're having a good time. When they're killing, they're in pain and agony. I can't stand looking at the murder movies. I quit going to see them. Sure, I know a lot of people like to watch other people get killed. They think it's fun to see blood splattered all over the place. I think it's sick. And I'm not afraid to say I think it's sick."
"So do I," said Cindy. "When you are watching men in battle, what could be more disgusting? If they had men making love on a battlefield to gorgeous hookers, the film would be banned all over. However, if the men were killing each other, the millions would cheer."
"It's all leading to the big bomb," Alan said grimly.
"I know it is," said Cindy, "and what can we do about it?"
"Fine out new ways of making people turn off pain, and misery, and agony, and start them enjoying their bodies just like we're doing. So what if the three of us get together and screw? Who gets hurt?"
They laughed as they thought about it, and then Cindy had a sobering thought.
"Boys," she smiled, "that is the way that we look at it. But society looks at it another way."
"I know that all too well," Alan nodded. "My old lady is always making a fuss about me. She's afraid I'm going to get some chick pregnant or pick up some disease, if you know what I mean."
"I certainly do," Cindy told him. "I have heard plenty these days about the girls in high schools. It seems a lot of them are not keeping it clean. They are afraid to give classes in high school about sex. It is strange, too, as sex is as normal as going to the bathroom. Nobody makes a big fuss about that. But if you get some pleasure out of balling, they all get uptight."
"They're afraid of the babies," Dale insisted. "They're so worried about the population explosion."
"They don't have to worry about that," Alan said. "When you eat pussy and suck cock, you're not gonna have any kids."
"You boys are so moral, it hurts," Cindy said. "You have it all figured out. I only wish we could discuss this at faculty with the frankness that you are discussing it here."
"Wouldn't that faculty flip out if they saw the three of us on your bed," Alan chuckled.
"Don't mention it," she said. "They'd tar and feather me if I were lucky."
"What did they do to hookers in the old days?" Dale questioned.
"They stoned them," the teacher said sadly. "That was after they marked a big, red A across their body."
"What was that for?" Alan asked eagerly.
"A stands for adultery," she said, "and adultery is one of the big sins in the top ten."
"What's that?" Dale asked curiously.
"That's the hit parade of sins," she said. "You know, the big Ten Commandments. They made a movie about it,"
"I saw that," Dale said. "Yeah, that was on TV. Oh, yes I remember. That great big flood when everybody got killed."
"That wasn't any flood," Alan corrected him. "That was when the Red Sea waters parted. They were in the middle of the Red Sea and suddenly all of the waters that were held back engulfed them."
"You know history very well," Cindy observed.
"That's right. That's right," Dale said. "I see so many pictures, I forget them all. But that was a real cool flick. I like those fantasy films."
"That wasn't supposed to be fantasy," the teacher told him.
"You're putting me on," Dale chuckled. "No, I'm not," she smiled. 'That was for real according to some historians."
"I wish we could have sex on a regular basis," Alan smiled up at her.
"Well, that does sound like a good idea," she agreed.
"Yes," he insisted, "if I knew I could get my rocks off every so often, I would really be happy. What say we form a fuck club?"
"Good heavens," Cindy laughed. "What's that?"
"Haven't you heard?"
"I'm afraid I haven't," she admitted.
"A fuck club," he explained, "is a club where you get together once a week, and ball. You try all sorts of weirdo things. I went with a real nice girl named Gloria who belonged to one."
"No nice girl belongs to a fuck club," the teacher said grimly.
"You're a hypocrite," Alan insisted. "You said there was nothing wrong with screwing and enjoying it. Now in the same breath, you are saying that no nice girl could be screwing all the time in a fuck club. I think you've got your morals crossed."
"Maybe I have," she admitted.
"How about it?" Dale asked her again.
"Not a bad idea," she said. "I'll study up on some different things we could do. If you are going to experiment with your body to derive all of the pleasure possible out of it, I'll go along with you, boys."
"That sounds super, teacher," he laughed. "I can hardly wait to go to bed and enjoy them with you."
All sorts of erotic ideas were flashing through the young boys' minds. They were thinking of all the things that they had wanted to do sexually, and had never been able to do.
"You're on the level, Teach?" Dale smiled.
"Of course I am," she said. "I'm just as interested in having a good time as you are. Why shouldn't I be?"
"Great," Alan said, slapping her behind.
"Ouch!" the teacher objected. "My ass is sensitive."
"I know it," Dale told her. "I sure gave it a good screw."
"I want to stick my prick up there while it's nice and sticky," Alan insisted. "Roll over and get on all fours," he suggested.
The teacher accommodated him with a laugh.
"You won't need any added lubrication, will you, lover?" she asked as she felt him mounting her.
Alan's hand gripped her behind. He slid his cock to her anal opening, and then he plunged forward. The fact that Dale's big dick had slid up there only moments before and had lubricated her with his own thick cream, made it a smooth trip for the young stud.
"Wow!" Alan gasped, as he rode in smoothly. "This is easy sliding."
"I told you it would be," the teacher said. "Fuck it, baby. Fuck it. I want to feel you ramming it in there. That's it. Stab it up there."
Holding her ass cheeks firmly, he rode his prick up her rectum with fierce force.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Fuck it, baby, fuck it faster. All the way, fuck, fuck!"
The rock-hard cock jabbed in with rhythmic force. She twisted her hips appreciatively.
"Fuck it off," he exclaimed. "That's how you do it. Fuck, oh, baby, twist if for me. Now you're doing it. All the way, baby. It won't be much longer."
Bending over, Alan crushed his chest down on her back. Reaching forward, he gripped her tits, and toyed with them. He let his hands grip the full bosom, and then his fingertips pinched the nipples.
"You're hurting me," Cindy complained.
"I know it," Alan exclaimed. "And that's what turns me on. It makes me tingle up and down my spine."
"Stop it," she told him. "You'll be making them bleed."
He quit pinching her nipples, and he suddenly began stabbing with new-found force. He kept it up until she knew he would explode any second.
"Beautiful, baby," he told her. "That's how I like it. Keep twisting your ass. Oh, baby, fuck, fuck."
The rock-hard cock exploded high up into her rectum. It sent a jet stream of sperm up her asshole to join with Dale's cock juices.
"Oh, Alan" she groaned. "That's fantastic. I love it when you screw me like that."
Proudly, Alan continued stabbing his cock up her asshole until he had completed the act. He was happy to give her the erotic satisfaction she required.
"Oh, baby," he groaned, "does that ever feel good."
He went on pounding his prick up her cunt until he had completed spurting. Then, slowly he withdrew his cock. Some of his prick juice dripped out of her bare behind."
"Lick it off my ass," she told him.
Alan bent over and suddenly gripping her ass, licked his own sperm from her bare buttocks.
"Thank you, Alan," she told him. "You're a real tiger."
Dale had gotten hard just watching.
"That's the truth, Alan," Dale agreed emphatically. "You sure know how to turn on with that big cock of yours."
"I know it," Alan said proudly. "And when we get together with our fuck club, we are going to turn on some more. We'll do it every which way, upside down like they do in China."
"And more Greek style," the teacher insisted. "I like the feel of a big cock go up my rectum."
"You're gonna get what you like," Dale chuckled.
* * *
It was beginning to bother Cindy that she was getting so turned on with well hung students. When a new boy entered the class, she got so turned on with him that she couldn't wait to keep him after school to talk to him.
"Jeff," she told him, "would you stay after school so I could give you some catch-up material?"
Jeff nodded. After school, he was only too willing to show up.
"I think I'm going to like it here," he told her.
"That's good," she smiled. "I was hoping you would. We have a very nice school here, and everyone is real friendly."
"Teach," he asked her, "would you mind very much if I told you something personal?"
"Why no, Jeff," she smiled. "Go right ahead."
"You turn me on."
"You shouldn't say that, Jeff."
"I canlt help it. His eyes lit up as he glanced down at her breasts.
"Jeff," Cindy said abruptly. "Would it shock you if I told you that you turn me on?"
The young boy flashed a knowing grin.
"I wouldn't be too surprised, Teach," he admitted. "I thought maybe the reason you wanted to keep me after school was so that we could become better acquainted."
Something possessed the teacher to make her move closer to the student.
"Could I help you improve your posture, Jeff?" she said, as she let her hands wander down from his back to his buttocks. Then she saw his prick enlarge. Apparently, just the touch got him excited.
"I would enjoy very much learning all about posture and other things," the young boy grinned.
She realized that it would be a very dangerous game to play to do anything in the classroom. However, she was not averse to carrying on at her apartment.
"If I gave you my apartment address, could you keep it secret that I was giving you extra homework? I don't want others to know,"
"You don't have to worry about me none," Jeff assured her.
She jotted down her address and Jeff took it. No sooner had he walked out of the classroom, than the girls' vice principal bustled in.
"Good afternoon," the girls' vice principal began. "How is everything going for you?"
"Just fine," Cindy assured her.
It was obvious from the teacher's voice, that Cindy was nervous.
"What's bothering you?" the girls' vice principal asked her bluntly.
"Nothing," Cindy insisted. As a matter-of-fact, things are going so smoothly that it almost makes me frightened."
"Why should that be?" asked the girls' vice principal.
"I've always found," Cindy lied, "that when things go too smoothly, that means trouble around the corner."
"You needn't be negative," the girls' vice principal insisted. "From all that I can see, you are doing a nice job."
"Thank you," Cindy replied.
That afternoon she could hardly wait to go to the parking lot, and get in her car and drive home. It certainly gave her an upset feeling to have the girls' vice Principal snooping.
That evening, about seven-thirty, Jeff came to the door. Cindy slid into a negligee. Her panties and bra showed through vividly. This was just what she wanted. For Jeff was a boy she could hardly wait to get her hands on.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Come right in, Jeff," she smiled.
"I was wondering," he said, "if you really wanted me over here for homework, or something else?"
"Why, Jeff," she said, "what a delightful sense of humor."
"I'm not kidding," he insisted. "I am certain you want to have sex with me."
"Jeff," she said, what would make you say that?"
"The way you look at me," he told her. "Do you think it would be wrong?" she asked him.
"Not at all," he told her. "But I'm a little nervous getting started."
"You just sit down and relax, baby doll," she said, "and I can take care of everything else."
As she walked over to the bar to get him a drink, he got a good view of her body through the sheer material of the nylon negligee. When she bent over, he caught a good glimpse of her pussy from behind.
It got him so excited he wanted to stand there and ram it to her. Turning around, she brought him a drink.
"I shouldn't be drinking," he said. "I'm a minor."
"You kids drink all the time," she laughed. "You don't fool me any."
She was getting a big charge out of his acting like this. For it was becoming more and more obvious to her, that Jeff was very eager to display himself to her. She stroked his prick through his pants to entice him.
"Did you want to show me something, Jeff?" she smiled.
"I don't know whether I do or not," the boy said a bit embarrassed.
Maybe I could help you, darling," she smiled. "I'll come over there and unzip you."
It didn't take Cindy long to go to where the young boy was sitting. She got between his knees, and sat on the floor. Reaching up, she stroked his prick through his pants and stimulated him.
"My, my, you're certainly horny," she observed.
"I guess I do have a pretty good hard-on."
"We're going to do something about that, Jeff?"
She unzipped him slowly, and then she reached in and felt his cock through the cotton cloth. Jeff was getting so agitated, that some of the itching in his balls was producing some crystal come at the head of his bulging cock.
"Stop it," he told her. "You're getting me too stimulated."
"Did anybody ever give you a blow job, Jeff?"
He shook his head ashamedly.
"It's nothing to be ashamed about," she said. "I am proud that I can christen your cock with my mouth. I assure you I will give you a suck job you will never forget."
As the teacher bent over his prick, he got a better look at her breasts. Her half-cup bra revealed plenty. The teacher's pink tongue tip lashed away at the prick head.
Instinct took over, and Jeff's embarrassment disappeared, as he felt the lustful thrills shooting through his body.
"Oh, teacher, I want you to suck on the head of it. That's the way to do it. Suck my cock."
The sensational pleasure that he was experiencing now, increased, when she slid her mouth all the way down on it.
"Go to the base of it," he begged. "Oh, yes, yes. That's what I want you to do. Love it."
Her tongue whipped about his prick, and her teeth gently nibbled his cock, and it thrilled him so much he knew he would juice quickly.
The teacher was eager to have more of him in view. Suddenly, she pulled her mouth off his prick, much to his distress.
"Why did you do that?" he asked abruptly.
"Jeff, baby," she told him, "we can have so much more fun if we would go to the bedroom and do it on the bed. I'd like to have you take all of your clothes off, so I can lick you all over."
Jeff gulped as the teacher said this. It was surprising to him how difficult it was to take off everything.
"Hurry up," she said. "I am as eager to suck you off, as you are to be blown."
Going to the bedroom, she slid out of her negligee. It fell to the floor in a blue nylon heap. Next, she slowly unhooked her bra, and let her breasts fall. She put her hands under them and massaged them erotically.
"What a pair of knockers you have," the boy observed.
"I wondered if you'd noticed," she teased.
"They hit me right between the eyes, Teach," he assured her.
He went over to her and pulled her panties down.
"Wow!" the young boy said, his voice trembling with emotion as he gazed fondly at the teacher's moistening fur-trimmed triangle.
"I wish you'd suck me," he said.
"All right," she assured him. "You're gonna get a suck like you've never had before. I suck everything, your balls, your ass-you'll love it."
"You know it," the young boy smiled.
The teacher instructed him to get undressed. Finally, he pulled off his shorts, and lay back on the bed. He rolled onto his stomach, and the teacher thought she would utilize this fact to her benefit.
"Baby," she told him, "just a minute. I want to get some oil for my breasts. Then I will show you what I can do to excite you."
Going to the bathroom, she produced a bottle of baby oil. Then she applied it to her breasts until they glistened. Returning, she massaged the oil into the young boy's buttocks.
"What are you doing?" Jeff asked curiously, as he felt the sticky baby oil being applied to his ass cheeks.
"I'm preparing you," she smiled at him.
"For what?"
"I'm getting you ready so I can fuck your asshole and fuck it good."
"You are?"
"I'm gonna tongue fuck it," she told him. "You will love that."
Parting his ass cheeks, she let her tongue lick around. Then she pulled her tongue away for a moment to tantalize him. Next, she lowered her breasts over his slick behind. She brushed her oily tits over his ass cheeks. Crushing down, he squeezed.
"How about that?" he smiled. "Oh, Teach, does that ever feel good. Keep it up."
The teacher continued crushing her weighty breasts down on his firm, round behind. He wiggled about the bed as his prick pressed into it.
"Sweetheart," she said, "You are going to enjoy it when I lick you there."
She let her tongue lick around each buttock. Then once more, she buried her nose between his ass cheeks, and let her tongue slide.
"Oh, baby," he told her. "That feels fantastic. Lick. Lick my asshole."
The teacher's tongue stiffened and stabbed up his ass. The sensation of the tongue sliding up his rectum got him so excited he twisted about.
"Eat my ass," he commanded. "Oh, baby, eat my asshole."
The teacher's tongue stiffened, and stabbed up his ass. The sensation of the tongue sliding up his rectum got him so excited he twisted about.
"Eat my ass," he commanded. "Oh, baby, eat my asshole."
The pleasure that she derived from giving him these electrical sexual thrills was amazing indeed. For she was enjoying it all as much as he was.
"Suck ass," he commanded. "Suck my asshole. Oh, sweetheart, now you're sucking. Suck it, eat my ass out!"
He was wiggling his ass all over the bed. So much, in fact, it was difficult to keep her tongue from slipping out of his behind. She gripped his ass cheeks with her hands to hold him in place while she continued letting her tongue lash energetically.
She decided it was about time that she gave him some more action.
"Turn over, sweetheart," she told Jeff.
Jeff turned over. He presented her with his prick. Grasping it with one hand, he pushed it forward.
"Suck it," he told her. "I want you to suck my big cock off."
It was amazing how bold he could become when his balls were agitated enought.
"First, let me love these big balls, sweetheart," the teacher insisted.
She let her tongue lightly lick along his testicles. He loved the sensation of her tongue licking him there.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Oh, yes. Keep it going. That's the way I like it. Oh, teacher, lick. Lick my nuts."
His tongue lashed and licked with full force. She was so excited now that she was trembling.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to eat nuts. I love it when you take them in your mouth and suck on them like candy."
The teacher was happy that she could make her young student so stimulated.
"Suck on them," he told her. "Suck my big, hairy balls."
She sucked on them, and then she took his penis away from his hand. She wanted the pleasure of pumping it herself. With rhythmic hand movements, she pumped on the length of his cock.
"Oh, beautiful," he exclaimed. "I like that. Keep it up."
Pumping with rhythmic force, she was giving him so many thrills, now he was fearful he would shoot before her mouth was over his prick head.
"Wrap your mouth on my shaft," he insisted.
She released his balls, and started licking up the underside of his cock. Slipping her mouth over his prick head, she sucked.
"Suck it," he told her. "Suck it, baby. That's the way to do it, suck it!"
She loved the feeling of his prick head in her mouth. His cock quivered as the thrills continued surging through him.
"Eat my meat," he begged. "Ohh, Teach, that's what I want you to do. Suck it off."
Plunging the prick down her throat, he jabbed it back and forth. She enjoyed the sensation of his cock head slipping back and forth like that."
"Keep it up, baby," he told her, "that's how you do it. Oh, baby, lick that joy stick."
She was eager to find out what Jeff would taste like.
Judging from his crystal come, he had a sweet taste about his come. It wouldn't be much longer, until she would be devouring his thick cream from his fountain.
"Eat it," he exclaimed, his voice rising in a crescendo as the thrills overpowered him. He pressed his hot thighs next to her cheeks as she sucked. Thrusting back and forth, he reached down to grip her head and guide her as he rhythmically fucked her face.
"Eat my prick," he begged.
The hot cream suddenly erupted from his prick head. "Ohh," he yelped, as she gulped happily on his cock.
"Oh," he groaned in delight, "eat my juicy joy stick. Suck all the cream out. Eat me."
The steady stream of white come shot down her throat. She pulled back so that she could get more of it in her mouth. She wanted to taste it, to savor and enjoy it every way she knew how.
When she finally did slip her mouth off his prick, she slapped his buttocks.
"Thanks for the good load. You tasted real good, Jeff."
"Teacher," he told her, "why don't you swing your hips around here so I can eat your ass and suck your pussy? I'll return the favor."
An invitation like that was all she needed. Cindy swung around so she could straddle his face. She lowered her ass over his face to allow him the opportunity to lick her. He held her ass cheeks, pulling her down tighter to him. His tongue lashed out and he licked quickly. He stiffened his tongue just as she had done with him and he rode it up her behind.
"Oh, suck my ass," Cindy begged. "Yes, baby, use that tongue. Now you're doing it. I love it."
It was obvious to him what the score was. He was dealing with a marvelous woman who would stop at nothing to provide thrills for her body and his.
The teacher's pussy started to drip in his face. He knew it was time he ate her box. Pulling his tongue from her ass, he licked along her slit.
"Eat my box," she demanded. "Suck my pussy, go in there and eat me."
From the aggressive way that she was asking for it, he could tell that she really had to have it. The hot tongue licked along the slit and then it stabbed into her.
"Eat me," the teacher panted, "suck my juicy cunt."
Words she had never known existed flooded her conscious being as she threw over all the traces of inhibition and let herself go. The young boy's hot plunging tongue and his hands grasping her ass cheeks provided all of the moralityh she needed at this moment. She wanted him to thrust into her and give her every possible sensation.
"Suck my pussy," she begged. "Eat me."
Jeff was enjoying being in this position. He liked the view from this angle. He could see her weighty breasts swaying as she pressed her pussy over his face tighter. Suddenly, she gushed.
"Oh, sweetheart, lick me," the teacher begged the student. "Lick my pussy. It's good for you, Jeff, it's delicious. It has vitamins."
Jeff didn't care whether it had vitamins or not. He loved the exciting taste of her tantalizing vagina. And he continued licking and lapping her up there and tapping her on the buttocks to feel the juicy, creamy mounds.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "you are really a fantastic woman. I never knew I could get involved like this. But you taught me a lot about sex."
She rolled over and looked at his ass again. A new idea surged through her mind.
"How would you like to get your ass fucked, Jeff?"
"No, Jeff objected, putting his hands protectively over his buttocks. Then he asked her what she had in mind.
"I bought a dildo the other day," she explained. "And I was reading the instructions. It said that some men enjoy having their asshole fucked. You might be one of them."
"Thank you, but no."
Cindy wasn't that easily put off. She had become a sex enthusiast. She wanted to try everything and experiment.
Undaunted by his response, she went over to the dresser and pulled open the drawer. She found the pink plastic dildo and pulled it out. Strapping it onto herself, she smiled at him all the time.
"You're not gonna poke that thing into me."
"I'll make a deal with you," she laughed. "You want to fuck my asshole, I want to screw yours."
Jeff looked at her ass, as she let her hands slide over the smooth buttocks.
"That would be fun," the young boy nodded.
"You bet your big balls it would," she agreed, as she went on strapping the dildo. She applied some Vaseline to the plastic prick, and walked over to the boy. He noticed its slickened surface, and observed that it seemed like an actual cock, only made of plastic.
"So have you, Jeff," she said, "and I'm eager to give you some more kicks. You'd be surprised how much fun it would be if I could slide it up your asshole."
Jeff finally agreed, providing she would supply him with the same kick.
"Certainly, I'll let you ass fuck me," she told him. "A deal is a deal."
He just nodded and waited.
"I want you to get on all fours in the middle of the bed," she told him. "Then I'll mount your ass."
Jeff accommodated her. Getting on all fours, he could hardly wait to feel the prick slipping to him.
The teacher held onto his firm, round buttocks while she slowly eased the slick plastic prick between his ass crack. When it reached his tight anal canal, his body quivered.
"Hang in there, because you're really gonna feel something nice."
Suddenly; he felt her ramming forward. "Fuck it, baby," he told her. "Fuck!"
The plastic prick pumped up his rectum. He loved the sensation of its stabbing up there.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it. Come on, baby, give it to me."
She was happy that Jeff allowed her entrance to his tight anal canal. She was pleased that it provided the erotic pleasure that he enjoyed.
"Twist your tail for me, Jeff," she told him. "That's how it's done, baby. Yes, twist that ass of yours."
Jeff was surprised how much pleasure could be derived on the receiving end. Once she had slid the plastic prick past his tight anal ring, he could see there was only pleasure to follow.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck it!"
In and out the prick pumped. He was getting more and more excited.
"Now," she exclaimed. "Now, let me keep ramming it. Oh, Jeff, I'm almost there. It's getting me so stimulated to screw you like this, I'm gonna come."
To her amazement, Cindy discovered that there was fantastic pleasure in riding the plastic prick up his rectum.
He could feel her juicing as she jabbed it to him.
"Let me fuck you," he said eagerly. "I want to feel what it's like, Teach. Hurry up. Pull that damn thing out of my asshole and let me screw your asshole."
When Cindy had completed the act to her satisfaction, she eased it out of his behind.
"The instruction book said to take it easy. That's why I'm trying to do it like this."
While the teacher insisted on using plenty of lubrication on Jeff's thick prick, he was pleased.
"Feels good when you rub that stuff on," he admitted.
"Certainly it does," she agreed. "It's a beautiful sensation."
Jeff enjoyed getting stimulated like this. Reaching down, she toyed with his balls. Soon her hand was pumping in a rhythmic fashion as the slick cock grew in size.
"Stop it," he objected. "If you're gonna give me a hand job, I'm gonna shoot. I was to fuck your asshole."
"All right, sweetheart," she said as she dropped his prick.
The teacher got on the middle of the bed, just as she had told Jeff earlier, on all fours. Then, gripping her ass cheeks, Jeff guided his cock into her.
"I wish you'd take that fucking dildo off. I feel funny when you've got that plastic pecker in front of you."
The teacher laughed. "all right, Jeff," she said, unstrapping it and tossing it to the floor.
Now Jeff was ready to jab his prick up her behind.
"Fuck it," he said. "Twist your ass for me. That's how I want it. Fuck, Teach."
The teacher was enjoying herself. She could hardly wait to feel him jabbing it into her. She wanted to instruct him on how to provide more pleasure for her.
"Grab my tits while you're fucking me ass," she said.
Jeff's hands gripped her there.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck off."
The hot prick plunged in and out of her tight, twisting asshole. He squeezed her ass cheeks until they were red. Then he bent over and gripped her breasts as she had requested. His hot, full hands on her breasts pleased her. Soon she was trembling with passionate excitement.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, fuck."
He was so excited, he almost shot his wad.
"Slow your ass down, honey," he told her. "You're moving too fast. I can't stand it."
Cindy was becoming proud of herself. She recognized that she was very good at giving anal sex.
"How do you like that, baby?" she asked, as she twisted her tail emphatically.
"You've got it. Hang in there," he said.
While the thrills shot up and down her spine, she tingled.
"Oh, baby," she said, "ram it to me. I get so excited when you're thrusting that big hunk of meat up my asshole I almost juice. Feel of my pussy."
Reaching around, Jeff felt of Cindy's vagina. Sure enough, she was moist there. This got him so excited he rammed with savage force, his prick finally exploding.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed. "Fuck, baby. Fuck!"
The hot come erupted from his cock. Her ass muscles squeezed.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed. "Now you're sliding."
It was obvious to him that she enjoyed it as much as he did. As soon as he pulled his prick out of her asshole, he got his face over her crotch and licked at her pussy juice.
"Oh, Jeff," she groaned in delight as she locked her legs around his neck and watched him suck her pussy. "Love me, love me, baby!" Jeff thought to himself, she can consider it love or anything she wants to. As long as she let him eat her snatch and fuck her ass, that's all he wanted.
He finished her off, and by the time he had completed the act, he was horny again.
"What are we going to do about that big dangling thing between your legs?" she asked him.
"Plenty," he said.
"Why don't you slip it in my pussy," she suggested. "You've had your tongue in there, now let that big dick of yours entertain me."
He rutted his cock into her and she got so excited she was shaking.
"Fuck it off," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
The prick pumped into her vagina. She gripped it and squeezed.
"Oh, I like it," she told him.
Her hands reached down to grip his ass cheeks. Plunging her finger up his asshole, she watched him as he wiggled.
"You like to play with my ass, don't you?" he smiled.
"You know it."
Her finger went on pumping up his asshole, every second she was getting hotter and hotter. She brushed her breasts over his chest as he bent low.
"Fuck it," he panted. Fuck. Twist your ass around, honey. Don't stop. Oh, baby, keep that up. Now you're screwing."
He was so stimulated now, he was about ready to explode. This was the moment she looked forward to.
"Keep it up, sweetheart," she said, as she went on pumping her finger up his asshole at the same tempo that he was driving his cock up her pussy. "Keep it up. Oh, ah, yes, baby, I love it."
She used her pussy muscles effectively to grip his tight cock and squeezed. He loved the sensation of her vagina clamping on his cock and squeezing.
"You're a good grind," he told her.
He was proud of himself. He was proving what a man he was as he pounded his cock into her.
"Oh, baby, don't stop for anything, lover." She pulled her finger from his asshole and squeezed his ass cheeks.
"Massage my butt," he said. "Now you're doing it. That's how I like it."
She massaged his back and ass cheeks. He was getting so carried away, he was biting her lips.
"Stop it, Jeff."
Jeff wasn't stopping now. Flexing his buttocks, he drove into her with savage force and exploded. As the steady stream of white cream shot into
"Fuck it, baby," he exclaimed. "Yes, yes, fuck it."
The hot cream erupting in her pussy pleased her. She loved to accept his juice. It was love liquid and she accepted it as that.
He kissed her passionately, then let his tongue slip all around her teeth and her mouth. She loved his erect, tantalizing movements.
Pulling his tongue from her mouth, he looked at her hotly.
"You're a fantastic grind," he told her.
"That's a compliment, Jeff."
"You know what I like about you?"
"No," she said.
"You're a fucking, sucking nympho and you're not ashamed to admit it."
"I never admitted anything of the sort," she said with disdain.
"You know you're oversexed, don't you?" Jeff asked, as he slowly pulled his prick from " her pussy.
"I never thought about it," she admitted.
She lay on the bed, and looked at him. She patted his behind and told him what a good fuck he was.
"I don't think you belong in the classroom," he insisted.
"Where do I belong, Jeff?"
"You belong on your back in a bed."
"That's nice," she said. She was amused at his responses. As Jeff continued talking, she became more and more aware of a couple of facts.
"Jeff," she asked him finally, "I want to ask you something."
"Yes, go ahead."
"Do you have a steady girl?"
"No," he said meekly.
"Maybe you and I should be going steady."
"Going steady with a teacher?" he asked. "Now, how would that sound to the guys at school."
"What do you care what they think?" she demanded tightly. "You are mighty lucky to find a woman like me who can satisfy your needs."
"Am I?" he smiled.
"You bet your sweet ass you are," she told him.
"The think that really excited me the most, is when you licked my asshole."
"I would enjoy putting honey in your ass," she suggested picking him, "and licking it out."
"Welcome," Jeff said, parting his legs in open invitation for her to eat out his ass.
"All right," she agreed. "I'm going to get ready to give it to you."
CHAPTER SIX
She took a plastic container of honey and squeezed. Honey shot up his asshole as the teacher watched close by his crotch. It didn't take her long to slip both of her hands under his buttocks and let her tongue whirl around his asshole.
As the tongue stabbed up his asshole, she got a taste of the honey. Its golden goodness appealed to her. And being delivered from his hot tight ass channel added erotic sensations.
"Eat my ass," he told her. "Oh, Teach, doesn't it taste good?"
Her hot tongue swirled all around his anal opening and then she stiffened her tongue and jabbed.
"Suck ass," he told her. "Suck my asshole." Jeff was enjoying it immensely. He reached down to guide her head over to his hot asshole. The sight of her pink tongue stabbing in there turned him on. She reached for his cock and began pumping it.
"That's it, Teach. Rim and Jerk."
Her rhythmic movements really got him excited. His balls jiggled up and down as she pulled unmercifully on his prick.
"Keep it up," he begged, "suck my asshole. Pull on my prick."
The teacher wasn't about to stop now. She enjoyed the taste of honey in his behind. And at the same time, she was deriving enormous pleasure from pulling rhythmically on his cock.
"Ohh," he groaned in delight. "I love that. Keep it up, oh, yes."
She wasn't going to stop now. She was eager to cap her mouth over his cock.
"Eat my pecker," he told her.
It wasn't going to take her much longer now.
"Put your mouth over it," he insisted.
She pulled her tongue from his asshole, and, licking his balls, she moved up the underside of his cock to the top of his prick.
"Suck me," he begged her.
Her head bobbed rhythmically up and down as she went from the top to the base of his prick. He loved the sensations that her mouth was generating.
"Oh, yes," he enthused. "I love that. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes, eat my prick."
The sensational pleasure that he was deriving from her brought him to the brink.
"Oh, suck it," he panted.
He let his cock head rub the back of her throat. As he stabbed down, he gripped her head to hold her in place.
"Swallow it," he gasped.
She loved the taste of his come as it finally shot into her mouth. She gulped greedily, enjoying every drop of it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, suck me, suck my dick!"
He enjoyed the sight of her cheeks sucking in as she ate him.
"Swallow my seed," he begged, as he threw his legs over her shoulders and squeezed. Being embraced by the warmth of his thighs intoxicated her.
"Oh, baby," he groaned. "Now you're doing it. I love it."
She didn't pull off his prick until she had drained him and it started to tickle. Then he complained.
"You've had enough," he said. "Pull off your mouth."
She pulled her mouth off him, and then she rested her head on his thigh. With one leg raised, she continued playing with his balls.
"You're fascinated by my nuts, aren't you?" he smiled at her.
"Yes, I am," she admitted. "I can't get over how wonderful it is to have you shoot off in my mouth. This is where the juice comes from. I really enjoy it when you give me your love."
He laughed as he thought about it. For he realized that he wasn't giving her any love. He was giving her his pecker juice.
It wasn't going to be much longer, now, and he knew it. She was going to really give him what he required.
"Baby," he told her. "I want to tell you something.
"Yes," she said.
"I'm gonna come back here and fuck you some more."
"That's fine with me," she told him.
They held each other closely now, and as she moved up to embrace him, her breasts crushed against him, and then his lips found hers. Soon he was Frenching into her mouth. His hands reached down to grip her ass cheeks, and she reached for his. Soon, he was fingering her asshole. While he fingered her asshole, she reached behind him, and let her hands part his ass cheeks gently and slip her finger up there.
"Magnificent," he told her. "You sure know how to give a guy a good finger fuck."
She was effectively rubbing his prostate. This got him all the more excited.
"Sweetheart," he smiled, "did you ever get your armpits fucked?"
"Armpits? Never heard of such a thing."
"Then I've got something I can teach you."
He explained to her exactly what he wanted her to do.
"Hold your arm up, honey, and I'll just thrust my prick in there. That's the way to do it."
He had her moving her arm up and down with a rhythmic movement as he jabbed his cock forward. She was getting the hang of it and enjoying it.
"Oh, Teach," he said, "armpit fucking is the ultimate trick. I really enjoy this."
She watched carefully to make sure that she could do it correctly.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it."
In and out he rode as her arm moved quickly.
"Squeeze it," he told her. "That's what I like. Squeeze it. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes, keep that up. Beautiful, baby."
Suddenly she realized that he was going to get a climax in this unusual manner.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Yes, now you're doing it."
The sticky sperm shot into her armpit.
"Oh, fuck," he told her. "Keep that arm moving."
She kept her arm moving. Finally, he had completed shooting. The sperm was all over the bed as well as her armpit.
"I'm going to have to clean this bed up, baby," she said.
"Why don't you lick it off the sheet?"
"If you want me to," she said.
Bending over, she began licking. As she licked away, he enjoyed the sight of her tits and her buttocks. He tapped her on the ass cheeks, and massaged her while she sucked up his come from the sheet.
"Eat my sperm off that bed,' Jeff told his teacher. "Eat it, lick it, that's real precious juice, baby."
It seemed strange to Cindy to be driven to such lengths to obtain kicks. Nevertheless, she was able to do this and it didn't bother her.
It was giving Jeff another hard-on just watching her move around the bed, as her pink tongue licked away at his white sperm on the blue sheet.
"What next, my lord?" she said with a cockney accent.
"I would like to approach you from behind, my lady," the young student laughed as he camped it up.
She was only too happy to comply.
"Jeff," she said, "do you think I'm oversexed a little?"
"Not a little. A lot. And am I ever glad."
It was obvious to him that she needed plenty of action, and he was more than happy to provide it for her.
There was no backing away from anything now. Cindy was learning too late, that once she had committed herself to her students, they expected her to follow through. It bothered her no end, as she didn't expect to get as deeply involved as she was getting. Nevertheless, she did not see how she could tell them she wouldn't go through with the orgy that she had told them was for Saturday night.
Seven-thirty Saturday night, Basil, Dale, and Alan dropped by to see the oversexed Cindy.
Cindy got a real jolt when she was introduced to Basil, for Basil was far more handsome than she imagined. He had blue eyes, and fair skin and blond hair. Boasting broad shoulders, and a trim waist, he really was better-looking than either Alan or Dale.
"Basil," the teacher smiled. "Come join the party."
"I guess the first thing we do," Basil smiled, "is take off all our clothes. That's what I have done at all the orgies I've gone to."
"You must have quite a background in orgy attending." , "I've been to quite a few."
Cindy shrugged, feeling a drink would help her out now tremendously.
"Do you mind if I have a drink?" she asked him.
"Certainly not. Go right ahead."
Cindy fixed herself a drink and then told the boys to help themselves. Dale, Alan, and Basil all fixed hard liquor drinks for themselves. Then a few moments later, they went to the bedroom, and each boy started stripping. But their eyes were all focused on Cindy, as she slowly removed her garments.
"You've got a nice body, just like they told me," Basil grinned.
"I guess I have some good publicity agents," the teacher said softly. "I just hope they don't spread the word too far, if you know what I mean."
Cindy pulled off her blouse and tossed it on a chair. Then she removed her skirt. Sitting down, she took off her shoes and stockings. Then the boys wanted to finish undressing her.
"I'll help you with your bra," Alan volunteered.
"How thoughtful of you, Alan," she smiled. Going over to her, Alan helped her out of her bra. Next, Basil pulled down her panties.
"Thank you," she said, and Basil got his first look at her box.
"You're a beauty," he told her. "I really would enjoy eating you."
"On your knees," she smiled.
"You mean it?" Basil asked, as he pulled off his shorts, revealing his huge, fucking cock.
"Certainly," Cindy said. "I don't have any objections from Alan or Dale, I'm sure."
Both boys were taking off their shorts as they looked at her. Each boy assured her he had no objections.
"Anything goes at an orgy," Alan smiled.
"That's right," Dale confirmed.
They were eager to watch Basil drop to his knees, and worship at the shrine of the beautiful teacher's vagina. Basil was a bit embarrassed by it all. He tried to cover it, but his red-flushed face revealed what he was feeling.
Dropping to his knees, he gripped her ass cheeks, and pulled her pussy close to him.
"Eat it," Alan demanded.
Both Alan and Dale were getting hard-ons watching. The excitement that they felt surging through their balls made them tingle.
"Suck her pussy," Dale smiled, as he unzipped his fly and pulled out his prick.
Alan followed and soon both Dale and Alan were jerking off while they watched Basil suck her there.
The teacher reached down to guide the head of her young student. She ran her fingers through his hair, and forcefully held him there.
"Suck it," she panted. "That's it, pussy eater. Lick my cunt."
Words she never knew existed were coming out of her mouth with ease at this point. It was surprising to her how marvelous it, could feel to have her young lover licking like this. Having the boys watching added to her pleasure greatly.
"Suck it," she panted. "That's it, suck it."
The boys, however, didn't want her to do too much of this. For they wanted a three-way. Nevertheless, there was no stopping Basil's flashing tongue.
"Eat it, Basil, baby," she begged. "Eat my pussy. Oh, ah, yes, yes, you're doing it. Keep it up, Basil."
Basil wouldn't have stopped for anything now. The fantastic sensations that raced through his body had him trembling.
"Oh, baby, lick my clit."
The hot tongue swiftly told her that she was going to juice shortly. This got Alan and Dale so excited they were afraid they would climax.
"You'd better quit beating your meat," Dale told Alan. "Let her lick it."
Dale nodded. Just then, the teacher gushed. She reached with both hands now, to hold Basil's head over her crotch.
"Eat my pussy," she panted. "Suck every delicious drop. Oh, yes, lover, use your tongue. All the way. Jab it in there."
The erotic sensations that traveled through her body caused her to tremble. When the young boy had finished eating her, he recognized that she was obviously oversexed. When Basil pulled his tongue out of her, he didn't stop making love. Grasping her ass cheeks tightly, he pressed his lips over her mound, and kissed her almost reverently.
"Thank you, Basil, baby," she said, her eyes glazed with lust and love.
Basil looked up at her appreciatively.
"You know where it's at," he smiled.
Alan and Dale were not going to be left out.
"Let's get into that bedroom," Alan insisted.
Alan took Dale by the hand and pulled him.
Dale in turn took the teacher by the hand and pulled her, and soon the four of them were heading for her bedroom.
"I hear you're real great with your tongue," Basil smiled.
"I'd love to lick you all over," she said, her eyes glistening with emotion. "Have you ever had your ass fucked? "
"Never," Basil said, like a virgin.
"That's good," she said. "I want to be the first."
He was so excited now, he had to wrap his arms around her and kiss her passionately.
"Looks like love," Alan teased.
"Maybe they want to be alone," Dale smiled knowingly.
"Not at an orgy," Alan chuckled.
As they lay on the bed, the teacher recognized both boys wanted to make love to her at the same time.
"What do you propose?" she smiled.
"I want your asshole," Alan said. "It's nice and tight up your ass."
"Seconds on your ass," Basil said. "I always like to fuck up the asshole. And judging from your beautiful behind, it would be a pleasure to screw you there."
"Thank you, Basil," she said quietly.
Cindy lay on her side.
"I think I can accommodate all of you this way," she suggested. "Alan can have my ass, and you can fuck my pussy, Dale. If you'll kneel in front of me, Basil, I'll suck and lick your ass and balls and love your cock."
Dale was delighted that the teacher was so uninhibited. She knew what he wanted, and she was eager to satisfy.
"This is going to be a lot of fun," he grinned.
"I know it is," she smiled.
Alan immediately went to the bathroom and found some baby oil to apply to his prick. Returning with the bottle in one hand, and rubbing some of it on with the other, he looked at his buddy, Basil.
"Basil, I'm doing you a favor. I'll get her ass loosened up so you can slip it to her quick."
"I appreciate that," Basil said, nodding.
Basil was only too anxious to get her to do him. He was kneeling in front of her with his ass over her face, and his legs over her dramatically. He loved having his thighs so close to her face, as she propped her head up with the pillows.
"Why don't you start licking my ass cheeks?" he suggested.
"Yes, Basil, baby," she said, as she lightly stroked him while her tongue lashed around his bare behind.
Alan, not wanting to be overlooked, got behind her and slowly eased his cock into her asshole.
"This is going to be a lot of fun," Basil said, as he watched her energetic tongue movements. He felt his cock quiver, and his spine tingle as the teacher's lapping tongue excited him more and more every moment.
"Oh, I can hardly wait to slip this pecker up her asshole," Alan confided to Dale. Dale, in the meantime, was finding it a bit difficult to position himself so he could stab his pecker up her pussy with Basil utilizing the front part of her body. However, he angled himself so he could get his cock into her.
"Let's get the same tempo for our fuck," Alan suggested, "we can ram it back and forth and we can enjoy it together. That is, if she will keep her backfield in motion. No doubt, she will be busy licking Basil's ass."
"I heard that," the teacher cut in with a giggle. "You don't have to worry about a thing. I won't concentrate on 'icking Basil's asshole to where I neglect either of you two boys. I am just as eager as you are to discover the sensations of being fucked in different ways. It will be a tremendous experience for me.
As Alan let his slick prick enter between her smooth ass cheeks, he felt his own balls tingling with a surge of new-found excitement. It was a pleasure to watch Basil getting his ass licked. It was like being a voyeur in a whorehouse.
"Lick his ass good, Teach," Alan chuckled.
The teacher couldn't reply, as she was too preoccupied with one hand on his prick stroking lightly, and her tongue occupied the lashing around the ass.
"Fuck me," she heard Basil request. Apparently, Basil was getting eager to have her tongue stabbing up his asshole.
At this point, the game continued with Dale driving his prick up her tight vagina. Her pussy muscles gripped on his cock as he rammed forward.
"Fuck it," Dale panted, as he pumped. "Oh, baby, twist your tail for me. That's it. You really move your tail for us, as the saying goes."
That struck the teacher as funny. She suddenly burst out laughing.
"Quit giving out with those silly commercials," she laughed, and then she said, more seriously, "Get your cock in there and fuck."
"Right on, Teach," Dale panted as he pumped.
Dale's cock drove in her savagely. At the same time, she felt Alan's slippery prick sliding into her tight anal ring, and jabbing forward.
With a painful thrust, he drove forward all the way.
"Fuck it, Teacher," Alan gasped. "Fuck. Now you're doing it. Twist that tail of yours."
The teacher was in her cloud nine atmosphere. She could hardly believe anything could be as erotically exciting as what she was going through now. With a penis driving up her rectum, and a prick stabbing into her pussy, as well as the third boy's ass over her face, she was delighted.
"Suck my ass," Basil demanded. "Suck it. Lick it. Oh, yes, use your tongue, honey. Now you're doing it. Just like that."
The teacher lapped away at his asshole. Then tantalizingly, she stiffened her tongue and stabbed it up there.
"Suck my butt," he told her. "Go way in there. I want to feel your tongue sliding up my asshole."
The teacher's tongue surged into the young boy's behind. He got so carried away he was shaking.
"Lick my balls too," he told her.
The balls were sweaty now, and swelling. And they were so inviting to Cindy's mouth, that she opened and accepted them.
"Oh, I like you sucking on my nuts," he exclaimed.
Alan was discovering what a pleasant sensation it could be to watch Basil get his ass sucked while he fucked her up the rectum.
"Oh, Teach," he exclaimed, "twist your tail. And give him a good ball suck."
Releasing Basil's balls, the teacher slowly licked from the base of his magnificent male member to the crown of it. She didn't instantly slip her mouth over the waiting prick shaft, but teased him by licking away at the melting head of it.
She loved the taste of Basil's crystal come in her mouth.
"Suck my prick," he begged. "Suck me!"
The teacher let her mouth slip over his prick shaft head. Her sensuous full lips fastened tight around it.
"Eat my dick," he begged.
She was happy to accommodate him. She sucked on the head of his shaft. Basil was starting to come. She slowed him down by easing off. She wanted to make it last.
"Fuck your ass," Alan gasped as he stabbed it up her asshole. His balls bounced on her behind as he jabbed forward. At the same time, Dale delivered his cock stabs to her pussy.
"Not so fast," Dale told Alan. "We were going to build our tempo together. You stab it up her asshole, I drive it into her pussy. Got me?"
"Right on," Alan said, trying to time his cock stabs to his buddy's cock drives.
The two boys were developing a rhythmic pattern as they utilized her pussy and her asshole for their prick pleasures.
To accommodate their lustful rages, the teacher gently twisted her tail in a Swaying movement. When she would shimmy her ass too fast, they would almost come. She didn't want them to explode this quickly, as she wanted to make the pleasure last as long as possible.
"Oh, wow!" he told her. "Now you're doing it. That's how I like it."
Basil couldn't stand just getting his cock sucked at the head of it. He wanted to drive it down her throat rapidly. Thrusting forward, he slid it down her throat and watched his balls bouncing on her chin.
"Take that, cocksucker," he exclaimed. "Now you're sucking. Eat my prick. I want to fill your mouth with my delicious white come. It's hot and sticky and you're gonna love it. You're gonna suck every drop of it, too."
Forcefully reaching down, he guided her head over his manhood. His pleasure increased as the teacher closed her eyes in reverence.
"Eat my prick," Basil exclaimed. "Eat it, cocksucker, eat it."
Alan and Dale watched. It certainly added enormously to have the third person join in the act. They watched Basil's flexing ass cheeks as he fucked the teacher's face. They were eager to see that moment of climax. It was an erotic and beautiful moment, when his balls would spurt their load and the teacher would get the sweet hot seed she liked to devour so much.
"Suck him off," Alan chimed in. "Suck Basil's big prick. Watch him shoot it."
There was no embarrassment or shyness about Alan. He always liked to drive forward with hard, stabbing thrusts.
"Eat it," he exclaimed. "Eat that sticky dick. That's how you like it. Suck on it."
The erotic excitement they were experiencing now was carrying them to the brink.
"Oh, baby," Alan exclaimed , "that is what I want you to do for me later. I want you to eat my meat and swallow my come."
Just watching had Alan's balls almost there. Meantime, Dale was driving his pecker into the hilt. Her pussy movements pleased him. All of her cunt muscles were working effectively. Dale couldn't help but wonder if the teacher used a pussy muscle exerciser. Her muscle movements were perfection.
"Grab my dick," Dale exclaimed. "Use your pussy. Right on, Teach, you sure got those cunt muscles trained."
The teacher was enjoying herself as she had never before been thrilled. Her carnal cravings and strange bizarre lusts were being satisfied in a unique manner.
"Suck it," Basil demanded. "Suck my cock off. Get that cream. It's juicy. Oh, baby, my balls are loaded. They're gonna explode in your mouth any minute."
The teacher opened her eyes, enjoying the sight of his plunging prick. Basil would pull his cock out and drive it in. The sight of the saliva-coated cock driving into her mouth appealed to her. Then he exploded.
As the blast of come shot into her mouth, she gulped greedily, sucking in every drop of it. Basil had a bittersweet taste that appealed to her. It was thick and creamy and young in its virility.
"Suck my cock," he demanded. "Suck it, now you're doing it. Eat my prick."
Basil delighted in the sight of the teacher's cheeks pulling as she ate him. Alan couldn't take it any longer. With a hard, driving thrust he jabbed it all the way in. The hot cream shot up her asshole. A second later, Dale felt his balls itching. The cream erupted from his prick head as he went on plunging into her pussy.
"Suck it out," Basil continued. "Suck my juicy dong."
Meantime, the teacher climaxed. Cindy came in multiple orgasms. The tremendous sensation of having three young studs working her over as she had never been before brought her to a sweating, steaming climax.
She didn't pull her mouth off Basil's male member, until she had completed the act of oral copulation. Having devoured his seed, she felt the need to express to him just how much she had enjoyed sucking him off. Pulling off, Cindy smiled at him.
"Oh, baby," she exclaimed. "You tasted delicious."
"I'm glad you ate it," Basil said. "I hate chicks who spit it out."
"I accept you, love," she said, "every drop of you. It's the most intimate juice known to man or woman. And you prepared it in your balls just for me."
It pleased Basil to hear the teacher talk so adoringly about him. She patted his ass as she finished and twisted her own tail for Alan who was completing his ass fuck.
Alan slowly eased his cock out of her rectum as his buddy, Dale, pulled out of her pussy.
When the teacher lay there, free, without one boy in her body, she felt lonely and deserted. A frown creased her forehead, and the boys all wondered what was troubling her.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Something wrong?" Alan inquired. "No," she said softly. "It just felt so wonderful having you all in me at the same time. I feel lost and lonely now."
"We'll rectify it a little later," Dale smiled. "I'm hungry now."
"Of course you are, love," she nodded. "After all of that sucking and fucking you need some protein."
It pleased him that she was such a considerate human being. It didn't take her long to get off the bed and go to the kitchen. As she went to the kitchen, the three naked young students accompanied her.
"I bought some T-bone steaks for us all," she said, as she took out the steaks and prepared to put them under the broiler.
"It is really great to be naked," Basis said. "I wonder why people have to wear clothes all the time. If I was married I would make my wife fix food for me in the buff. I would enjoy eating much more."
"I'm sorry," Cindy said, "But I don't think you would get much cooking done if you did that. You probably would get your balls in an uproar and throw everything off the table and fuck!"
"I suppose you are right," he laughed. When Cindy had finished mixing a small salad, she brought out the steaks. They smelled delicious and each boy was eager to devour his meat.
Finishing their meal, Cindy served them some more liquor.
A chick like you could make a mint hustling," Basil said. "I know chicks in Germany who go for it in a big way. In Hamburg they have a street where the chicks can sell it."
"Is it legal there?" Cindy inquired, wondering about the morals of Germany.
"Sure as hell is," Basil assured her. "Hamburg is a swinging town. They have a fabulous nightclub section there. But more than that, they've got a place where a guy can really get his rocks off. There are about three streets that are boarded off-from the public, that is. You walk behind the protective barriers in front of that street and you will see the chicks sitting in windows."
"What on earth are they sitting in the windows for?" Cindy laughed, not understanding completely what he was talking about.
"I'll tell you," he explained. "They are sitting there, putting their tits on display. They can't take their G-strings off. But they can show their bosoms. When the men go by, they can take their pick. They have everything but a price tag on their pussy."
"And this is all legal?" Cindy asked in amazement.
"It sure as hell is," Basis said. 'The Germans want to keep their men clean. If the women could hustle anywhere and it was illegal as well, they would have trouble. But it's only legal to hustle on certain streets. And these streets are policed and the women are checked by doctors."
"Marvelous," Cindy observed. "That might eliminate some of the venereal disease problem like they have in the States. I hear it's reached epidemic proportions."
"Sure it has," Alan nodded. "That's because we're hypocrites here. We can't sell a tube of toothpaste without putting a chick's tits over the top of the container. If they try to sell a car, you've got a sharp chick with, big tits and beautiful legs sitting on the edge of the car. They're not telling the guy to buy the car because it runs, but they are making a hustler's pitch to his balls."
"You're so right," Cindy observed. "There's a lot of hypocrisy. It's unfortunate."
"It really is," Alan agreed. 'That ad: 'We Really Move Our Tails for You' and 'Come Fly Me.' Why, the poor chicks on the airline are treated like tramps by a lot of the good-for-nothing men who figure that they're fair game."
"That's true," Cindy said.
Now she was getting horny to try something different.
"Basil," she said. "I would like to experiment with you. I would like to see if I could do something that I've read about in a sex book."
"As long as it feels good," Basil said. "I'm all for it."
"You will love it," the teacher assured him, as she strode naked back to the bedroom.
Going over to her dresser, she pulled out a big surprise. As the young boy looked at the plastic dildo with the straps as the teacher started to put it on, he couldn't figure out what she had in mind.
"What in hell is that for?" he asked.
"That is to fuck you with," she told him.
Putting his hands protectively over his behind, Basil shrugged.
"Not my ass," he objected.
"You want to fuck mine, don't you?" Cindy laughed.
"I do," he assured her. "But that's different."
"Sure it is," she smiled knowingly. "It's different because it's your asshole and not mine. I'll make a deal with you. If you let me use this dildo on your asshole, I'll let you fuck mine."
For a tense moment Alan and Dale looked at each other. Then and there they decided they were going to derive a lot of satisfaction watching and they agreed to agree.
"Dale and I think you should go through with it," Alan said. 'That's democratic sex. She fucks your asshole and you fuck hers."
Gulping and taking his hands away from his behind, Basil sighed heavily.
"All right," he agreed. "But take it easy."
"Of course I will, love," she assured him.
Dale could hardly wait for the moment when he could see the plastic prick plunging up his buddy's bare behind.
"What position do I get in?"he asked coolly.
"You get on your back, Basil," she explained, "and I'll straddle you. Then I'll give you a fuck you won't forget."
"I'm sure I won't," he agreed.
The boys watched Basil, bare-assed and complaining, go over to the bed and get on his back. A moment later the teacher straddled him. She applied some KY lubrication jelly to the plastic prick.
"This will only hurt for a little while," she told him.
Basil didn't take his eyes off her. He was looking at her fearfully as he put his legs up over her shoulders.
"Fuck it," she said, as she slammed into his ass. She wanted to distract him with her words so he wouldn't register too much shock when her plastic cock rammed in there.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed. "Now you are doing it."
He tingled to the wild sensation of the plastic prick invading the tight channel of his anus. He was enjoying it now and so was she.
"Fuck me good," he smiled at her as he became acclimated to the thick plastic reaming him.
"Oh, baby," the teacher said, "you are really something. Now I'm gonna eat your cock while I fuck your ass. You'd enjoy that."
"Would I?" he asked her.
"You know it," she said quickly.
As the plastic prick continued pumping into him, the teacher angled her body so that she could get her mouth even with his cock.
"Sweetheart," she told him. "Just wait till I wrap my mouth around your pecker. I'll suck on the juicy head of it and teach you a thing or two about love."
"You call it love when you shove," he smiled as he watched her bending over, attempting to get her mouth even with his prick head. He doubted if she could do it.
"You have to be an acrobat to do this," Carol admitted.
To prove she was an acrobat, she angled her body so that now her mouth was coming closer and closer to his hard cock.
"The longer you can make your pecker," she explained, "the easier it would be for me to suck it off."
"That figures," he assured her.
She was getting more and more excited every second.
"Eat it," he told her. "Eat my dick."
With skill and ease she slipped her mouth just over the tip of it. He loved it as her pink tongue tip darted about the head of his cock.
"Lick my joystick," Basil panted. "Right on, Teach. Now you're doing it. Reach farther. Oh, Teacher, suck my prick! The double action of your jabbing pecker and your sucking mouth are too much."
As the hot cock stabbed in and out of her mouth, her cheeks pulled in.
"Suck my peter," he panted. "Suck it. Get every delicious drop of it. That's the way I like it. Suck that big prick of mine."
Her heart was pounding rapidly as her head continued bobbing up and down on his dick.
"Suck it," he told her. "Suck that cock. Ohhh, yes, eat that juicy dick."
The hot cream was about to erupt from his prick head. He wiggled his ass on her dildo. As the boys watched, they found themselves getting stimulated. Alan's prick lengthened and so did Dale's cock get a hard-on. Both boys began playing with their peckers while they watched. Alan cupped his balls with one hand while he pulled on his prick with the other.
"Play with it," Alan told his buddy, with a smile on his face. "Turn on!"
The boys were turning on with each other. In a deliberate attempt to get every kick they knew how, they were getting so stimulated, it was pitiful.
"Eat my prick," Basil went on panting as he continued pumping into the teacher's willing mouth. "Eat it, fuck my asshole. Give me a good screw. Give me a good cock suck."
Cindy was doing her best to satisfy the bizarre lust she was building in the young boy. She enjoyed his youthful virility and enthusiasm. He was jabbing into her face now with all of his might. It was difficult to keep the slippery and sliding plastic prick in his behind, but she was succeeding vigilantly.
"Suck it off," he told her. "Suck off my prick. Get the juice. Oh, Teacher, you're gonna love it. Every fucking drop of it. Keep sucking."
Suddenly, he erupted in her mouth. As the steady stream of white come shot into her mouth, she gulped. The hot come surged down her throat. Both boys applauded.
"Good suck," Alan cried, taking his hands off his balls and his pecker for a moment.
Dale joined him, applauding. When the teacher pulled her mouth off his prick she then slowly eased the dildo out of the boy's tender asshole.
"That is what I call fucking," Basil said. "It was weirdo getting those two sensations. I guess most people never really discover how much pleasure they've got in their bodies.
"Unfortunately not," Cindy agreed. "They're afraid of finding out how much they can enjoy themselves. And I can't understand why."
"It is strange," Basil agreed. "They should enjoy themselves all the way."
"You know it," she smiled.
It was obvious to her that both young men were eager to find out what the sensation would be like. But she figured she would use it as bait for another time.
"I've got to relax my balls for a minute or two," Basil admitted. "Then I want to ram it up your sweet asshole."
"I've got an idea," Dale suggested.
"I'm sure it's a sticky one," Cindy laughed. "What is it, honey?"
"Why don't we do this?" he said. "Insomuch as Basil can't get an erection, you could suck on his asshole while I eat your ass and Alan eats your pussy. How does that grab you?"
"What an imagination," Cindy replied. "You are a creative fucker, all right."
"What's that?" Basil asked.
"Haven't you heard?" the teacher shrugged. "Creative fucking is all the rage. People are discovering there is a fantastic amount of pleasure if they will let themselves go and experiment. It's called possibility fucking. They put down a list of all of the different things they can do. The next step is to do them."
"Just like that," Dale chuckled.
"Just like that," the teacher said. "They have sex clinics where they teach people to discover new dimensions of erotic feeling in their bodies. Women who are trained in this take on men who are shy or nervous about experimenting with their wives. Once one of these cute little wenches uses her sex powers to bring the man's balls out where they belong, he can go home and entertain his wife."
"That sounds super," Alan chimed in.
* * *
The teacher was delighted that she had gotten the young boys so excited that they were willing to do almost anything.
"I wish you'd straddle me facing the other way," Cindy told Basil. "Then you can watch the other two lovers doing their thing. I'll prop my ass up on a pillow to make it easy for Alan to get his tongue in there for my twat action. But I'm sure he will figure out a way. He's a very bright boy."
"Thank you, Teach," Dale said. "I suppose you'd give me an A in pussy-eating."
"Absolutely not," Cindy camped. "I would give you an A-plus. A talent with a long tongue like yours deserves special consideration."
"I take that as a compliment," the young boy said as he got over the teacher from behind. Now he was facing her pussy. He could watch the two other young students as they prepared to use their tongues on her vagina and her rectum.
It was easy for her to realize how much fun it could be as she reached up to stroke his prick. For a moment she didn't think he would get another hard-on. However, she was delighted as she saw he did get hard when her fingers toyed with his balls and she stroked on his prick. However, she wanted to devote quite a bit of her time licking his asshole. She realized he enjoyed the sensation and she was determined to give him all of the oral excitement he could handle.
"Hurry up," he told the teacher. "I want to feel that sweet tongue of yours licking away at my ass."
Cindy gripped his ass cheeks and Basil lowered his ass over her face. She let her tongue quickly whip around there. He was so stimulated and , excited now by his erotic sensation, he could hardly stand it.
"Eat my ass," he exclaimed. "Eat it. Lick it. Oh, Teacher, use that tongue!"
He was becoming more and more turned on and so was she. The sensations that whirled through her body had her shaking with delight.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "You are going to have a ball!"
She was dizzy with delight at this point.
"Sweetheart," he smiled. "I want to tell you something. I want you to get used to getting your ass sucked. I'm gonna give you something you won't forget."
Alan was down below her and he watched his buddy's tongue pump into her cunt. It was a pleasure for Dale to give her a sensational tongue job. His tongue pumped vigorously and he whipped it back and forth. At the same time, Alan's hot tongue licked and lashed all around her tight hole. Then he stiffened his tongue and stabbed it up her asshole. Both young students tried to keep the same tempo with their tongues, just as they had done when their penises were plunging up her holes.
"Good work," Basil exclaimed, as he watched his buddies lapping at her ass and her cunt. "She is doing a super job on my butt."
The teacher was happy to ream him and jerk him at the same time. She didn't want to overdo the cock trip but she could tell he was getting hard. It delighted and excited her to realize how much juice his big, hairy balls contained. Only sixteen, but certainly capable of giving her wild action such as she loved.
"Suck my asshole," Basil told her emphatically. "Suck it, lick it, oh, baby, tongue-fuck it. Oh, I want to feel it. Way up in there. Oh, yes, yes!"
The young boy wiggled his ass all over her jabbing tongue. She loved the aroma of his balls and delighted to the sensation of his prick lengthening as she pulled.
"Eat my ass out," he told her. "Eat it. Oh, Teacher, now you're doing it."
As he watched Alan's tongue stabbing into her asshole, he envied him the opportunity to thrill and excite her. No part of their bodies was offensive now. The only thing that mattered was pleasure, for all inhibitions were gone. And the four flesh-connected bodies were moving and pumping and throbbing with unison as they approached their individual climaxes.
"Suck her twat," Basil exclaimed to Dale. "Whip your tongue around her love button. Nibble her clit."
Just hearing his buddy call out to him like that made it seem as if they were involved in football practice or some sport. It was a sport of love which had become a sextator sport. Basil never realized before how much fun he could have watching his buddies make love to the teacher. The erotic oral sexual stimulation they were enjoying at this moment built until Basil knew he had to pump his prick into the teacher's mouth. He was starting to drip come over her bosom.
"Latch on my dick," he told the teacher. "Quick. Pull it in your mouth and suck on it. I'm ready to shoot."
The teacher grabbed his prick and let her mouth lick all around the head of it.
"Right on," he exclaimed. "Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Oh, Teacher, lick my prick. Lick that juicy joystick."
The teacher was not adverse to supplying him with the sensations that he required. Opening her mouth, she quickly let her tongue sweep over his prick shaft. His cock quivered. His balls trembled as he went on pounding into her.
"Oh, yes," he exclaimed. "That's how I like it. Suck it off."
They were enjoying it more every moment now.
"Eat my meat," he exclaimed. "Come on, Teach, eat it!"
The pleasurable sensations were erupting in their bodies, moving toward a beautiful climax. The teacher let him slip it down her throat. She felt engulfed with his prick. She could hardly breathe. Yet, she loved the feel of his balls as they bounced on her face. The fact that they were hairy and sweaty didn't bother her.
She loved his manhood. She couldn't get enough of him.
"Suck my meat," he told her. "Suck it. Oh, yes, come on, Teach, eat that big stick of mine."
Rhythmically, he flexed his ass cheeks as he fucked her face. She put her hands on his behind. She loved to play with his ass while he fucked her. The sensations were overpowering. She was building to the focal point. When his hot come would spurt down her throat she could prove to him with her gulping mouth movements just how much his prick load mattered.
"Suck my sweet juicy dick," he told her. "Suck it. Oh, Teach, eat my prick."
It wouldn't be much longer now. He knew he had to come.
"Oh, Teach," he exclaimed, "that's how I like it. Yes, yes, now you're doing it. Ohhh, yes, eat that cock."
The sensational pleasure that they were deriving from this erotic orgy that they were on increased. Suddenly, the young boy erupted. He pulled from the teacher's throat so he could shoot the main portion of his load in her mouth. He knew how much creamy come mattered to her. And while it was white hot he wanted to deliver it to her.
"Suck my prick," he panted. "Suck it, Teacher. Eat it. Every drop of it. Suck all the juice out of it."
She wasn't going to stop now. Not for anything.
"Eat it," he begged. "Eat my dick."
The hot come continued shooting into her mouth in a steady stream. She gulped greedily, delighted to achieve this fantastic moment of pleasure.
When he had finished shooting, he withdrew. Some of his come splashed on her face. She reached over with her hand and put her fingers to her mouth and licked it off quickly.
At this point, she couldn't stand it any longer. Alan's fantastic tongue-stabbing action in her asshole, combining with the thrills she was obtaining from tasting Basil's cock juice, merging with Dale's tongue-stabbing action in her cunt, brought her there. Dale felt her gushing. Pressing his mouth tight over her pussy, he concluded the act.
"Oh, beautiful," she exclaimed. "That's just like I like it. Ohhhh, yes, I really enjoy this!"
The sensational delight that she experienced had given her all she had ever hoped for. Alan didn't take his tongue out of her asshole until his buddy had finished licking her twat clean. Then slowly Alan withdrew his tongue from her sensitive behind, while Dale pulled his tongue out of her vagina.
"It's about time I get to fuck her asshole," young Basil suggested.
It made Cindy marvel to hear the German boy suggest more sex. However, she was game for it if he wanted to.
"All right," she smiled.
"What position do you want me in, Basil?" she asked him further, as she wanted to please him any way she knew how.
"I'd like it if you just got off the bed, stood up and bent over," he admitted. "I'd like to fuck you in front of that mirror over there. I'll use some of that jelly that Alan here used. Then we can really have a super fuck."
"I think we need a drink first," she suggested.
The other boys agreed. They went to the living room and she fixed drinks for each boy. As they sat there, sipping on their drinks, she lamented, "Pity, I'm not a whore."
"If you charged, you would be," Alan said. "So I don't want to make a whore out of you. I like to fuck for free."
"Is that the only reason you like to fuck me?" she teased.
"Oh, there are a lot of other reasons," he assured her.
She laughed as she thought about it, for it was obvious to her that both boys were really horny for her. The big thrill of the evening, however, had been getting acquainted with Basil, the German boy. For it was obvious to her that he had sexual strength that she never knew existed in any young boy's loins. She was determined to obtain all of the kicks she could from him. Nevertheless, she had to remember that Alan and Dale had their own sexual egos to consider.
"I wonder if I could get a job in one of those sex schools," Alan asked her frankly.
"I'm sure you could," she said. "That is, when you are of age!"
"When is that?" Alan asked.
"When you're an adult, dear," she smiled, "then you can have the honor of doing what adults do. You can go off to wars and kill people and you can drink all you want until they catch you, and you can Screw up a storm."
"I can hardly wait," Alan chuckled.
"Being a kid isn't all hat bad," Dale said. "I like it when my old man supports me. And I've learned plenty about life from my old man."
"Have you really?" she asked him. "Tell me."
"I've caught my old man fucking the maid who works for us," he said. "She's a cute little black girl. She has big brown eyes and brown hair and olive skin. And she's got tits on her that won't quit. The old man gets carried away with big tits. He's what you call a tit man."
"A tit man?" Cindy asked. "What's that?"
"My old man puts it this way," he explained. "Some men get turned on with tits and some men get turned on with ass and some men dig pussy the most. Well, he says he digs tits. He likes to slip his cock between the chick's tits. Then he gets his charge watching his hands slide over her tits as he crushed those great big soft boobs over his hard prick."
"What an interesting thing to do," Cindy observed. "Would you like to try that with me?"
"I'd be delighted," Dale agreed. "First, I'll let Basil give you the ass fuck. That is, if he can get his pecker up."
"You don't need to worry about me none," Basil assured him.
"I don't know," Alan agreed. "You've done an awful lot of fucking tonight, Basil. Not that we're trying to put you down, but there is a limit, isn't there?"
"If there is," Basil said, "nobody ever told me about it."
"I am sure that Basil can do anything that he says he can," Cindy observed.
"That's right, buddy-boys," the young German boy said as he reached for his cock and began toying with his balls.
"You shouldn't have to give yourself a hand job," Cindy said. "Not when I'm here. I was considered pretty good at giving jack-off jobs in college."
"That's quite a recommendation," Alan chuckled. "Is that how you got your degree?"
"Of course not," she said. "I was also an excellent student."
"Beautiful," Dale agreed.
"Get over here and put your hand on my prick," the younger boy requested.
It didn't take her long to give him what he wanted. Going over to him, she placed her hand on his prick. She massaged it gently as she reached for his balls.
"It's coming up," she observed. "I guess we might as well adjourn to the bedroom."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Once in the bedroom, the teacher applied plenty of lubrication to the young, willing boy's cock.
"You'll forgive me, lover," she told him, "if I put plenty of this KY jelly on. I want to make it as easy as possible to slip up my asshole."
"You've been fucked so much today," Alan laughed. "You won't have to worry none about your ass being too tight. It should be just right for a good balling."
"I certainly hope so," she said. "I pride myself in a tight ass."
She bent over in front of the floor-length mirror that fronted her wardrobe. The young German boy gripped her ass and flipped his slippery cock into place. The two young students watched.
"Bend over farther," the German boy commanded. "That's the way. All the way over. Now you're doing it. All the way."
She bent over still farther and now he could get it in there.
"Fuck it," he said as he rammed forward, driving his cock all the way up her hot asshole.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed. "Now you're doing it! That's just like I like it."
The prick plunged in with vigor and force.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her. "Fuck!"
The pleasure that they were deriving at this point increased. For the teacher was twisting her ass around. As the boys watched in he mirror, they enjoyed the sight of the reflection of the two naked bodies. The teacher's bending over with her ass upraised and the young German boy's rock-hard cock stabbing in and out. Its slickened surface added to the pleasure as it made a slosh-slosh sound as it went in.
"Fuck it," he panted. "Fuck. That's how you do it. Oh, yes, fuck it!"
In and out the rock-hard cock stabbed. The teacher's asshole ground around.
"Beautiful," the young boy exclaimed. "Just . like I like it. Keep it up!"
It wasn't going to be much longer now and she knew it, for he was getting too big a charge out of it. Suddenly, Basil couldn't stand it any more. He bent over all the way, gripping her bosom and squeezing there. The rock-hard cock exploded in her asshole.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed under his breath. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"
Every second brought more pleasure to him.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed. "Now you're doing it! That's just like I like it."
As the hot surge of creamy come shot up his asshole, he chuckled.
"Oh, Teach," he panted proudly, "we sure had a ball, didn't we?"
"You know it," he told her emphatically.
She was proud of herself. She had given him fantastic pleasure and she realized he had every right to it.
"Honey," she told him, "did it ever occur to you that you're oversexed, too?"
As the Germany boy pulled his dripping-with-come cock out of the teacher's ass, he nodded.
"I worry about it," he admitted.
Now the other two boys had their ideas about something different. And the teacher was game to let them try what they had in mind.
"What exactly do you want to do?" she laughed.
"I want to run my balls between your boobs," Dale declared.
"All right," she agreed.
"Why don't you lie on your side?" Alan suggested. "I don't have to slip my cock up your asshole. I could slip it between your ass cheeks. Just like he is doing with your breasts."
"That's not a bad idea," she said. "I think all three of you could work at one of those sex schools and make a small fortune."
Each boy applied KY jelly to his cock in preparation. Then the beautiful teacher got on the middle of the bed and lay on her side. Dale slipped his shaft between her tits.
"Oh, does that ever fell good!" he exclaimed. "My nuts love it."
In the meantime, his buddy, Alan, slipped his slippery cock between her ass cheeks. He didn't want to plunge it up her asshole but just discover the sensation of slipping it between the firm, round buttocks. The two boys were turned on now all the way.
"Sensational!" Dale exclaimed. "Oh, Teach, what fabulous tits you've got. No wonder my old man is a tit man. He knows where it's at."
It pleased Cindy no end to provide such pleasure for her young charges. How much better, she thought to herself, that they were having sex with her than some tramp at school who wouldn't know how to take care of herself.
"Having fun, Alan?" she smiled as she looked back at her other young lover who was slipping his shaft between her buttocks.
"You know it," he smiled.
Every second was bringing the teacher closer to a climax of her own. She couldn't help marvel at the various sensations that surged through her. For she was enjoying herself as she had never enjoyed herself before. Both boys repeated the process of acquiring a similar tempo. They were becoming a drill team at screwing.
"Fuck me," she panted. "Fuck, baby, come on, screw it. Ohhhh, that's how you do it!"
She was pleased over the fact that she could give them such scintillating sensations.
Suddenly, Dale's cock exploded. His hot cream splashed all over her bosom. At the same instant, Alan felt his balls tingling. The hot come shot from his prick, too, all over her ass cheeks.
"Oh, wow!" the teacher panted. "You guys are too much."
She was proud of herself and delighted that she could provide them both with such fantastic pleasure.
"Get a washcloth or something," she said. "I'm covered with come!"
"It's a shame you can't lick it off," Dale told her.
After the orgy was over, Cindy realized that she needed help desperately. However, she didn't know where to get it. Her schoolwork the next few days suffered. Finally, she thought she would call up a psychologist for an interview. She saw his name in the directory and she realized she was picking him at random. However, she knew she needed help and she felt she must get it somewhere.
She went to David Anthony, who had an office not too far from the school.
"Good afternoon, Miss Ritter," he began. "Can I help you?"
"I don't know," she admitted honestly.
"I take it you have a pretty serious problem," he began.
"Yes," she said softly. "I certainly do. I can't control myself around men who turn me on."
"There's nothing wrong with that," he replied. "As a matter-of-fact, I think we are all far too inhibited."
"Do you really?" she asked him.
"Definitely," he assured her.
"I'm happy to hear you say that," she said, "because I was starting to get worried."
"No need for you to be concerned," he consoled her. "As a matter-of-fact, I think you are very fortunate to be as frank with me as you are. It indicates that you are aware of your situation and you are not afraid to face it." . "That's the truth," she admitted, "but I'm also rather worried. You see, I get so turned on with hot-blooded young men that I want to go to bed with them."
"What do you like to do?" he asked her.
"Everything," she admitted. "I enjoy using my mouth and my tongue on them most of all."
"I'm happy to hear you say that," Mr. Anthony said, "because it sounds very healthy."
"You're a marvel," she said. "I thought you were going to chew me out."
"Not at all," he grinned. "As a matter-of-fact, I'd like to eat you out, if you know what I mean."
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had come to him for help, and now he was putting the make on her!
"Do I turn you on that much?" Cindy asked him bluntly.
"I'm afraid that you do," he admitted. "You possess a certain sexual magnetism that could drive most men mad. I have seldom seen this in the women who come through here. But you are one woman who has a magnetic pull about your pussy, if you don't mind my saying so.
"Not in the least," she shrugged. "I appreciate your honesty and your frankness. I know you are just telling what you feel. I take it you would like to go down one."
"Not only that," he said, "but I would like to have you go down on me. I think the sixty-nine sexual position is the most democratic institution in our land. How would you like to join me in a nice sixty-nine?"
Before Cindy could reply, he pressed a lever and a sliding door panel automatically opened. She peered behind it and there was a king-size bed.
"I see you are ready for anything," Cindy said. "How much is it going to cost me, Mr. Anthony?"
"Nothing," he replied. "Now and then I see a woman who means so much to me that I forget about money. What I feel for you in my tongue and in my cock has nothing to do with money. Let's get cracking!"
Mr. Anthony didn't look bad, even though he was a little older with a tinge of grey hair. She recognized he had taken good care of himself and she was interested in discovering what it would be like to have sex with an older man.
"Are you game to take me on?" he asked, using his best sexual pull he knew how.
"Certainly," Cindy exclaimed, "why not? It might be fun."
When she was in the bedroom, he pressed another lever and the door slid shut. Then, picking up the nightstand phone, he called his secretary.
"I'm going to be in a private conference for about an hour," he told her, "and I don't care to be disturbed. Do you understand?"
The secretary assured him that she did and hung up. At this point, he was only too eager to display for her his ability and skill. As Cindy removed her garments, David Anthony watched closely. He loved the sight of her beautiful bosom with the dark-circled red nipples. He thrilled to her moistening mound which was visible through her sheer pink panties. Going over to her, he pulled on the elastic waistband and slipped his hand inside her panties. Next, he reached down and groped her.
"You sure have a beautiful box," he told her. "Would you mind if I shaved it?"
"Shave my pussy?" the teacher exclaimed nervously.
"Yes," David said. "I've discovered that it's much more fun to lick a shaved box. You can see what you're eating."
"I guess so," Cindy exclaimed, not wanting to become too much of a swinger.
It didn't take David long to go to a counter and pull out a shaver. Then, still keeping his shorts on, he pulled off her panties and started shaving her vagina. For a second, her pussy hair tugged and she didn't know whether it was such a good idea or not.
"Take it easy," she told him. "That hurts."
"I'm sorry," he told her. "I don't mean to hurt you."
Nevertheless, it did hurt and she wasn't happy about it. As he continued doing his thing, he became closer with his work. Now he was almost ready to get his tongue in there but he knew that he had to strip off his shorts and get on the bed so she could stretch out and let her suck his ass and eat his prick, for he wanted to give her the double tongue treatment.
As she glanced in a small hand mirror at her shaved cunt, she had to admit it did look rather cute.
"I like it," she finally admitted.
"I thought you would, once you got used to it," David smiled.
She decided that his bulging cotton shorts needed to be released from the pressure. She reached for his shorts and pulled them down. As she did so, his mammoth male member flipped into view.
"What a big cock you've got," she exclaimed.
"It is that," he admitted, "and it tastes good, too. A lot of women have told me they never sucked on a juicer cock."
"I'm dying to eat you," she said. "I bet you taste real good."
"I should say so," David Anthony said proudly. "I keep my body full of healthy foods. So when you suck the protein out of my pecker, you're going to get a well-balanced meal."
"That is comforting to know," she told him.
The moment that she got on the bed, she looked up and saw the ceiling was covered with a mirror.
"Oh, that's wild," Cindy observed. "You can watch."
"That makes it all the more fascinating," he told her. "I like to keep an eye on what I'm eating."
He winked at her as he positioned himself between her legs. At the same time he got between her legs and began licking her buttocks.
"I see you are a true tongue artist," she smiled.
"I know how much pleasure it is in the tongue," he assured her, "and I plan to use it."
He didn't take long to prove his point. His tongue whipped all around her asshole and then he stabbed it into her. She loved the feeling of his tongue driving in there.
"Oh, keep that up," he exclaimed. "That's just beautiful, oh, yes!"
She was lashing at his ass now. She was stiffening and stabbing, .in and out. David Anthony had never seen a woman display such willingness to lick him there. It thrilled him that he didn't have to use any force to get her to go down on his behind.
"While you are reaming my asshole," he suggested slyly, "you might as well be pulling on my pecker. That would be a lot of fun."
She was not adverse to pleasing him this way. She pulled on his prick while she licked his ass. His balls tingled.
"Oh, you're gonna enjoy sucking on my pecker," he assured her, "because I am so loaded now you wouldn't believe it. I haven't shot my gun off in a week."
The teacher was eager to please him. She slid her tongue in and out of his asshole while she did the same thing to him. The two of them went at each other like a couple of fucking animals. Glancing up in the mirror, Cindy could keep track of what he was doing. It did provide erotic stimulation to watch. She felt like a voyeur. Yet, she knew she was not invading anyone's privacy but her own.
"Eat my cock," he finally cried glibly. "Eat it, baby. I want you to suck the juice out. I want to shoot into your mouth."
Cindy loved the dirty talk.
"I want you to suck my cunt," she told him. "Get your tongue in there."
He wasted no time in flipping his tongue to her slit. He slid it back and forth and then plunged inside. As he licked to velvety vagina walls, he trembled all over. His tongue licked up and down the length of her erect clitoris and then he nibbled.
"Suck my pussy," she begged. "Suck it, baby, ohhhh, suck my pussy!"
The wild sensations that were making her shake now, continued. It wouldn't be much longer until she climaxed.
"Oh, wow!" she panted. "I'm almost there.
The sensational pleasure continued until she finally gushed.
"Oh, baby!" Cindy groaned. "Eat my pussy. Eat it, eat my fucking box!"
Her lover was only too happy to accommodate her. She thrilled to his tongue-lashing action.
The pleasure persisted until she knew that she would have to eat him now. For he was very anxious for her to give him what he required.
Her hot tongue whipped around his cock. Suddenly, she slid her mouth over the shaft.
"Go down to the base of it," he told her. Gulp it."
Cindy gulped his prick. She let him slip it down her throat. She felt engulfed in prick. Her breathing became difficult. Nevertheless, she continued. , "Oh, I like to feel the head of it slipping back and forth down your throat. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Keep it up. Oh, I can't stand it. That's the way to do it. Keep it up!"
The erotic sensations that she felt continued. The pleasure building to such a passionate pitch made her realize that in a moment or two she would be flooded with a blinding surge of sperm. It was this that she waited for. She wanted to compare his come to the young studs whose cocks she enjoyed licking so much. His balls were swelling and she knew David Anthony was about to explode in her mouth.
"Eat that dirty dick," Anthony panted. "Oh, sweetheart, suck it, suck that juicy prick. Go get the juice, cock-sucker, eat it!"
Anthony's voice built in a crescendo as the erotic waves of pleasure swept over him. .
"Suck it," he panted. "Suck, baby, suck. That's the way to do it. Suck, suck that cock. Now you're doing it. All the way, baby. All the way, baby, ohhh, yes. Suck that big juicy cock of mine!"
It was about to erupt. The teacher trembled in anticipation. She wanted it in the worst way. She could hardly wait for that thick creamy come to spurt.
"Eat it," he exclaimed. "Eat that juicy joystick, Suck it off!"
The hot cream erupted from his prick head. He shot her a good load.
"Oh, baby," he groaned, "now you're doing it. Suck it all out. Get all the juice. Don't stop for anything."
The hot cream whipping down her throat pleased her. She used both hands to grasp his ass cheeks as she held on. And he went on plunging the prick into her mouth as far as he could make it go.
The big balls bouncing on her chin gave her waves of erotic delight she could never forget.
"Oh, sweetheart," he exclaimed, "that's the way I want it. Eat that juicy cock. Suck it all out. Now you're doing it, honey, that's what I want. Eat it, cock-sucker!"
She didn't pull her mouth of his cock until he had completed shooting. At this point she was shaking.
"Wow!" he panted, "what a cock-sucker!"
Cindy was proud of herself. Patting his ass playfully, she looked at him. Then she made a tongue trail from his cock and balls up to his stomach and then to his chest. She licked all over his chest, nibbling on him and then brought her lips to his. She was straddling him now. He was still hard and she plunged her pussy down over his shaft. He gripped her ass cheeks as she pumped vigorously. She was going to bring more life into his cock. She didn't have to worry about life being in David Anthony's prick at this point, for she had titillated and stimulated him to the brink, where he couldn't take it.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed, "fuck, baby, fuck. Oh, baby, twist your ass for me. Now you're doing it. Yes, that's what I like."
As they looked at each other, they got excited. For she could see the sexual pleasure reflected in his eyes. The smile on his lips pleased her. She pressed her sensuous full mouth on his. He opened his mouth and soon they did a love duet with their tongues.
"Oh, baby," she said, "I love the feel of that great big prick in my pussy. I like to grab it. I like a man who has balls. Oh, sweetheart, fuck me hard!"
His hands were on her ass as she twisted around. It wouldn't be much longer until he juiced again. She was waiting for that hot splash of come. This was what she needed.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck, fuck."
David pleased her. For he knew just how to ram it to her.
"Oh, baby," she exclaimed, "I can't take it. Give it to me."
He gave her a fucking she wouldn't soon forget!
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, keep it up. Fuck!"
The pleasure that they derived had built to such a passionate pitch that they were shaking. Their sweaty bodies slapped against each other as they came toward a climax.
"Right on target," he exclaimed, as he held her ass cheeks tightly and shot his gun off in her.
The hot sperm mingled with hers.
"Kiss me," Cindy cried, almost as if she imagined that David Anthony was in love. For a blinding second she thought he might be. The illusion was rainbow beautiful.
Their lips met, their tongues lashed each other as their sex organs continued thrusting and pushing and jabbing and the juices kept spurting.
When she finally pulled off him, she lightly brushed her bosom over his chest.
"That was wonderful," she said. "It really was."
"That's what most women want when they come to me," he said.
"I see," Cindy said nervously.
"You really didn't want anything else, did you?" David asked, puzzled that she still looked perplexed and confused.
She got off the bed and walked over to where her panties lay. Slipping into them quietly, she didn't reply. Then she put her bra on.
"That is what you wanted, isn't it?" he repeated.
"Yes and no," she replied.
"That's not a very good answer," he cut in.
"Yes, it is," she said, "because it fits. I wanted a good fucking, yes, but I wanted to tell you my problem!"
"Fuck off," he said. "I'm tired of hearing problems. Now and then a piece of ass walks in the door that I want to screw and I don't want to listen to a lot of problems. Do you mind?"
"Yes," she said. "You're not a very good psychologist!"
It tormented Cindy to realize that so many men were turned on with her. It disgusted her to think that she could never seem to find a man who could just talk to her and understand her without looking to become involved physically. Yet, she didn't know what to do about it.
As the torment built that night when she drove home on the freeway, she wanted to stop at a bar and get loaded. She found a little bar called The Blue Max' that seemed to be the perfect place to go on a drizzly rainy day. When she walked in, the bartender-Max-smiled at her.
"Haven't seen you in ages," he told her.
"I've been busy," she said.
When Max realized she didn't care to talk, he didn't bug her. However, a few moments later, a horny-looking young man came in and sat down beside her. He hadn't been there five minutes before he began pushing his leg against hers.
"Hi, beautiful," he told her.
"Knock it off," she told him. "I'm not interested. I'm not buying."
"Oh, I'm not buying, either," he chuckled, "but if you're interested in a good time I am, too. I promise you, baby, I will give you something you won't forget."
"The only thing I want from you," she said, "is your long tongue slamming down my box."
"You don't mince words, do you, baby?" the man winked. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"If you want to," she said quietly.
He bought Cindy a drink and the drink made her feel better.
" I'm married," he told her, "so I can't take you to a motel or anything, but we could do it in the back of the car."
"That sounds exciting," she said in a huff.
"I can make it exciting for you," he told her. "They call me the fastest tongue in the West."
"Is that right?" Cindy said, giving him a dirty look.
"That's right, sweetheart," he told her, "and just judging from the way you look, I'll bet you're beautiful all over."
"Oh, I am," she replied. "So gorgeous that men drool over me."
"Honey," he said, "can't you see my tongue's hanging out? I can't wait much longer!"
Cindy finally asked for one more drink. After another drink, she was ready to join him in the car.
They got together in he back seat of his car and he told her what he wanted.
"I'll just pull down your panties and use my tongue. While I'm doing that, lover, I want you to give me a hand job, okay?"
Even though Cindy wasn't anxious for it, she figured she might as well. What the hell? He proved what a quick worker he was when he swiftly drew up her skirt and pulled down her panties and buried his face in her crotch. Instantly, he complimented her on her shaved box.
"It's nice and nifty," he told her. "I love to see a fresh-looking shaved pussy like yours. It shows care."
He was only too eager to display his tongue skill. Parting her legs, he got down there and started licking as she had never been licked there before. Cindy unzipped his fly to keep her end of the deal. She pulled out his prick and began pumping vigorously.
Reaching in, she fished out his balls so she would watch them swelling while she played with his cock. The man loved it and she had to admit he was talented with his tongue. He would make quick licking movements all around and then slow down and stiffen his tongue. Driving his tongue in and out at a steady tempo, he produced electrical waves of excitement through her body. She was trembling as she got more and more turned on.
"Keep that up," she begged. "Oh, baby, I love that. Now you're doing it. That's beautiful, keep it going."
The sensational pleasure that she experienced was accompanied by the equally thrilled feelings that were running through her new-found lover. He enjoyed licking and lashing with his tongue. At the same time he was getting terribly turned on as she pulled on his prick with effective hand movements.
It was disgusting to him when women pulled on his cock too hard. They pulled with such force that they acted as if they wanted to tear the damn thing off. However, this girl used a good steady rhythm without too much force.
As she pulled, he let his tongue slip back and forth. Soon he was timing his tongue movements to her hand action. It was amazing how they could harmonize their rhythm. It wasn't going to be much longer and Cindy was excited.
"Oh, lover," she panted, "lap it up. Lick all of it. Oh, sweetheart, nibble my love button."
He brought his teeth down on her clit. She loved the sensation as she gushed.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed. "Just like I like it. Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep it up."
It was indeed fascinating for Cindy to find out how sensational different men could please her. At first she had figured it would be an unpleasant episode. Now she was discovering how much she could enjoy it.
In a way it thrilled her. However, in another way it bothered her. For she hated to admit she could get this turned on. A second later she felt the hot splash of come as the man shot his wadShe bent over. Even though it hadn't been part of the deal for her to suck him off when she saw his huge cock exploding she wanted his come. She lapped it up on the sides of his prick and then licked at the top of it. When she sucked, she felt him shooting again. Apparently, she had gotten him so turned on his cock went into second gear and shot her a double header.
She enjoyed the taste of him and licked it till he had completed shooting. Pulling off him he thanked her.
"You're a beautiful woman," he told her. "I got so turned on with you I couldn't help myself. I was planning to go home tonight and screw my wife, but she will just have to forget it for tonight. I've had it."
He smiled as he pulled her panties up and pulled her skirt down.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," she told him. "I enjoyed myself, too."
He put his cock back in his pants and Cindy emerged from the back seat of his car. When she went back into the bar, Max winked.
"You two have a good time?" he whispered under his breath.
"Yes, Max," she whispered, "do you want some action, too?"
"If you can wait till I get off," he told her.
"I can't wait, Max," she said. "I've got to go home and get some shuteye so I can teach school tomorrow."
"What do you teach the kids?" Max winked.
"You'd be surprised," she replied as she walked out.
She was glad that she had stopped at the bar. It relaxed her and she went to bed and slept soundly.
The next things were going smoothly at the school, she thought. However, during her free period the principal dropped by.
"How goes it?" he asked.
"Just fine," she smiled.
"Miss Ritter," he began, "I must tell you that I've heard some things that I don't like."
"What are you talking about?" she asked him. "I wish you would be frank."
"I'll be blunt," he told her. "I have heard that you are carrying on with some of the students here."
"That's ridiculous," she told him. "I wouldn't think of such a thing. I hope you don't believe all gossip that comes your way."
"Certainly I don't," he told her, "but now and then I find that there is some truth to stories that circulate."
"In this case, there isn't a word of truth," she said angrily. "And I really resent you coming in here and talking to me like this without one iota of proof."
"I wanted to help you," the principal said. "You're a very attractive woman. And I imagine that a lot of your students become tempted. I recognize that a man has his strongest sexual appetite at sixteen. In a way it's a shame that it happens then as he has no outlet that is recognized by society for these powerful sexual urges."
"Are you going to give me a lecture on sexual development and masturbation?" she asked. "I'm afraid I don't need it."
"Good day," the principal said, as he turned on his heels and walked out of the room. However, he turned back and gave her a stony stare and said, "Take care."
"Thank you," she said, without a trace of sincerity.
As the day whirled by she became more and more angry as she thought about it. Of course, it was a blatant lie. She realized that these three young men she had enjoyed sex with would never talk. However, she thought of Jeff, the fourth. She wondered if he would ever say anything to anyone.
She sent out a message to him at the class that he was in to tell him to come to her classroom after school was over. Jeff showed up and she locked both doors.
"Jeff," she said, "I want to ask you something very personal and I want you to tell me the truth!"
"Happy to," he said. "Just ask the question."
"I'll fire away," she shrugged. "Did you ever tell anyone about us?"
"Hell, no," he replied. "Why should I?"
"I don't know," she told him. "But the principal dropped by today and said there were some ugly rumors going around the school about me."
"It's silly," he told her. "Nobody knows nothing."
She glanced at Jeff's bulging crotch and realized that he was hot.
"I guess I'm turning you on just talking about it," she said. "A person isn't safe to even discuss sex."
"I can't help it," the boy said. "When I see your beautiful body, I automatically turn on. It isn't anything I can control. It's instinctive."
"It's a pity," she said softly, as she moved toward him as if drawn by a magnet to his massive male member. She reached down and suddenly started stroking him.
"You've got a nice bit of equipment there," she complimented him.
She was turned on with him that she began massaging him slowly.
"You're playing with dynamite," he warned her.
"Is it about to explode?" the teacher smiled, bending over.
"If you'd open your mouth," he told her, "I would shoot it to you."
"Is that a promise?" the teacher smiled as she mechanically dropped to her knees.
What had started out as a lark, had become a compulsion. What had begun as a curious sexual adventure had become a driving force in her life. No fear of any consequence meant anything to her, for she was driven by lust and passion. The young boy slowly unfastened his belt. The teacher did the rest.
She pulled his pants down first and then his shorts. As he stood there with his huge cock jutting forward, she gripped it and let her tongue lick the head of it.
"Oh, Teach," Jeff exclaimed," you're too much!"
His cock quivered as her hands gripped his ass cheeks and he jabbed forward. Thrusting his gigantic male member into her mouth, she encased it with her lips and started sucking slowly.
"Oh, yes," he exclaimed, "that's what I want. Oh, Teacher, suck my cock off. Oh, what a cock-sucker you are!"
The young boy gripped the teacher's head and guided himself as he thrust back and forth. She wanted it. She wanted to feel the head of it slipping up and down her throat. She wanted the prick to explode in her mouth. The taste of his come drove her on.
"Eat it," the boy panted as he fucked her face. "Eat it. Oh, yes, suck my cock. I want it now."
Cindy kept her eyes open. She wanted to see his saliva-slickened prick thrusting in and out of her eager mouth. It was almost more than she could stand. She was trembling with anticipation as he finally shot her a load of come. She closed her eyes as she devoured him. A moment later, the door silently opened and the principal stepped in.
"Stop it ," he said, "you damned-good-for-nothing whore. Stop it!"
The teacher closed her eyes and continued sucking. She was oblivious to any other sounds than the rapid heartbeat that reflected her thrilling to his shooting in her mouth.
When she had finished sucking, she pulled off him and the boy stood there frozen.
"Just what I suspected," the principal told her. "You're a good-for-nothing tramp!"
A moment later, the girls' vice principal stepped in.
"I told you that she was getting this boy here for no-good purpose," she said. "Aren't you glad I checked it out?"
"You are going to regret this," the principal said, "because I'm not going to give you the chance to just resign. I'm going to see to it that you're tried for molestation. If you want to darken the name of our good school, you're going to pay the price, dammit!"
Cindy began crying. The boy pulled up his shorts and swiftly pulled up his pants and fastened his belt.
"And you're going to Juvenile," the principal said.
"I couldn't help it," the boy complained.
"You could, too," the principal said. "You enticed the teacher. I know she entices boys but you must share your blame, too."
The girl's vice principal was making notes on her pad.
"I'll run down and call the authorities," she smiled. "You stay here with them both. We don't want to run away."
Cindy paced the floor. She couldn't look the principal in the eye. She was glancing down and sobbing softly.
"I didn't mean to cause any harm," she exclaimed. "Please, can't you just let me resign!"
The principal refused to let her resign. With his vice principal as a co-witness, he made it rough for Cindy in the courts. She was given a year's suspended sentence and her certificate for teaching was revoked.
After that, she made up her mind that it would be a very good thing to follow the rules. Even when she went back to the bar and Max suggested she might enjoy a certain young man at the far end of the bar, she wouldn't take him up on it.
"I'm awful sorry about what happened at the school," he said. "I read about it in the papers."
"I guess everybody has," Cindy said grimly. "Give me a double shot of bourbon and Seven."
"Sure, baby," Max said.
Cindy thought to herself, well, there are always other towns, other places to start fresh and certainly lots of young healthy cocks to devour!
* * *
After this little bit of intrigue was finished, Cindy decided to find what she was really looking for-a place where she could H accepted for who she was. She decided that the best way to find out more of her desires was to travel alone for a while. She wanted to do some writing, as she had in college, and get away from the boys. Her passion for young men was something that was physically satisfying but psychologically unfulfilling.
She sold most of the furniture in her apartment; bought a pack, frame, and sleeping bag. She bought a lot of traveler's checks and made sure she had all the miscellaneous articles she would need. By the time the first of the month rolled around, she was ready to go. Although she was a little afraid of her independence, Cindy told herself that the only way to gain self-insight was to experience herself outside of a conventional framework.
Basically, the first two months she spent on the road were spent in seeing the USA, reading until the sun went down, and lazing in the mountains of the Rockies. One day, while she was exploring a wooded chasm, she came upon two other people of her own age, Pat and Terry. More than just feeling interested in meeting them, it seemed as if they instantly developed a rapport.
The two campers had been on the road longer than Cindy, but were primarily searching for the same thing she was-a place where they could be themselves. One night, over a campfire, Cindy, Pat and Terry started talking about their past lives. Cindy explained her attachments to the young boy and told about her sexual exploits with such fervor and passion that she was quite unaware of the glances that the two others shot each other.
When she was finished with the part of her tale that she had to let out of her system, Cindy looked up.
It was Terry that broke the spell. "From what you've told Pat and I, Cindy, it sounds like what you're interested in, in terms of sex, has to do with personality rather than body type."
Cindy was rather taken aback by this statement. I was a few minutes before she spoke. She had always made it a point to listen to the statements and opinions of those she respected and she respected these people.
"Yes," she said slowly, "I guess what you're saying is true. The problem is, so few of the older men I come in contact with are open, erotically inventive with such exuberance, delighted by little things, or just plain willing. Men in my school environment, or those I met in bars were so nonchalant about sex. They didn't give a damn whose ego, pussy, or whatever they hurt. It seemed like they could treat me like dirt simply because they were male.
"For example, I met this guy once named Rick. He was older and I met him in a bar. He had a bachelor pad. The whole works-you know-colored lights, African music, sexual gadgets-everything. Problem was, he had a ritual to go with it. Everything just so-no deviation. I couldn't add or subtract anything from it. I couldn't introduce anything new. I felt less human when I was with him that I had in a long time. I felt like a cog in a machine. First, second, third; it was like we were performing some sort of act for an unseen audience.
"With the boys it was different. Everything I suggested I did off the top of my head. One time I got a dildo and fucked a lovely student named Basil up the ass with it. He was scared and it was new, but he got to love it: I told him that what I did for him he should do for me. Rick originally introduced me to ass-fucking him, and I got into it, but just as soon as I mentioned my preference for young boys, I was sent packing. You see, he couldn't stand the thought of not being the best, of not being the master."
Cindy was almost crying. She finally had some people to verbalize her thoughts to. All the while she had taught at the school, she had not had anyone to talk to.
The two others moved closer to her and put their arms around her. Pat looked at her and smiled. "Cindy, it sounds like what you need is not the conventional social situation that you were in. What you are describing to us may be true of the older men or young students that you know, but it does not necessarily have to be true for everybody. There are sensitive people and there are insensitive ones. You can't write off everyone but young boys. Of course what you say is true. People build up in the course of their lives certain ways of living, rituals as you call them. Don't you think that unless you, too, continue to explore your personality it will become a ritual? Granted, young men are perhaps the least inhibited about getting into their sensuality, but some of us "old folk" are open, too."
Cindy nodded, "Yes," she said, "I understand what you're saying. And to broach a subject that we haven't brought up as of yet, I think our intellectual compatibility has a lot to do with our speculative sexual one. After all this talk, what it finally comes down to is not what age you are, but who you are.
"I think we could really be happy sexually together. I mean, from what I've told you and what you've told me, it wouldn't be any problem to try something now, and see where it goes."
They moved closer still. With Pat and Terry on either side of her, Cindy felt protected from "the cruel world." Slowly they began to touch each other in a more-than-friendly manner. They were all becoming hot. The cool mountain air cooled their hot bodies to same extent, but it was not cold enough so that without their clothes they would be freezing.
All that night they stayed up and explored every crevasse and cavern of each other's bodies. The delights that were afforded Cindy by her two open and relatively experienced lovers was something she had not had in one heat bundle before. Caressing her thighs, her breasts, her neck, shoulders and even her feet, they made her feel great. She had more orgasms than she could remember that night, and gave many to her lovers in the weeks to follow.
Finally the time came when Cindy knew it was time to travel on. She made a tearful exit from the people she had grown to know and love and started out alone again. Over the next few weeks she continued a journey that finally lead her to Oregon.
While she was there, she became involved with a rather well-structured communal township. There were fully accredited self-run schools, group mess halls and cooperative farming. When she first landed in this habitat she was assigned to farming duty, since she wasn't a full-fl-edged member of the community.
As time passed, she realized that she wanted to stay there. She considered her abilities in the teaching field and knew that was what she would be most happy doing. But she knew that she had to tell them of her past activities, too. That would be the hardest. Even though she knew that the sexual liaisons on the farm were set on the ground of personal happiness, she was still scared.
At the interview, after she had been accepted as a member, Cindy recounted her adventures with Dale, Alan, Jeff and Basil in the most demure manner possible. She then waited for their verdict.
The head of the township studied Cindy for a moment. Then she leaned back, wiped off her glasses and proceeded with her judgment. "Cindy," she said "I think you know that our philosophy here is based on personal happiness, both mental and physical. What you have just told me and the insight with which you have tempered your story lead me to believe that you have the abilities to work here. Our younger members for the most part have been raised here and if you decided to get into a relationship with one of them, I doubt there would be many raised eyebrows."
Cindy was happy. She knew that young boys would probably be her preference for life, but at least she wouldn't be condemned for it.
She would stay at the commune. How long? Who knew? Perhaps forever.
