What happens when an oversexed high-school English teacher finds her husband unable to satisfy the overwhelming needs of her body?
In Beatrice Pennyworthy's case, she turns to the ample supply of eager young males all around her-her students.
Psychologically, a woman with an abnormal appetite for sexual satisfaction is obligated to satisfy that appetite in some fashion. The sex drive plays such a dominant role in the life of such an individual that to try to suppress it would be to invite a complete mental breakdown.
It is far better that such a person find an outlet for her needs. Sometimes this outlet can be the husband-but few husbands can keep up with a wife who demands perpetual sex. The majority of the oversexed women who find themselves in such a situation are obligated to turn to masturbation to satisfy their needs. Some turn to lovers, and the affairs they have on the side play as an important role in their lives as does their relationship with their husband and children.
A very few women turn to young boys as a sexual outlet. The numbers of such women may be few, but the results of their seduction of the boys they select as sex objects are far reaching.
The question is, are these results bad?
Following the lives of boys thus seduced to adulthood, we can find no evidence that being seduced while still in puberty has had any adverse effect on their lives. On the contrary, such individuals seem more sexually mature than others their age who had slower, more normal development.
The reasons for this greater maturity might well be as follow: 1. the usual guilt which accompanies masturbation is greatly reduced by the boy's feeling himself a man, having already "made it" with a woman. 2. the boy's skills at lovemaking are developed early, his having been introduced to the art by a skilled teacher rather than by an equally inexperienced girl friend. 3. the chance for homosexual development is greatly reduced by an early introduction to the pleasures of sexual relationships with the opposite sex.
Other reasons of equal importance could be listed, but this seems enough to show that an early relationship with an older woman can be beneficial to a boy as far as his sexual development is concerned, and there seems little risk of psychological disorders developing in other areas of his life. The boy may well mature more quickly in all areas than those boys who lack such an affair.
Society frowns on such relationships, however. Perhaps it is time for society to take a closer look at the "problem"-at the beautiful relationship that can develop between a woman and her young boy lover or lovers.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Toby wiggled his hips as he walked through the house in his underpants toward his bedroom. He put on a deliberate display for his sister, showing off his near-naked body by all but prancing. The rounded shapes of his smooth buttocks were clearly revealed beneath the thin cotton of his Jockey shorts, and he could feel his sister's eyes staring down at his rectum.
She wanted him. She had as much as told him so when she had come into his bedroom earlier that day and caught him naked, playing with his cock.
"Let me look at it, Toby," she had said. Toby had stiffened up and stared panic-stricken at the open door to his bedroom.
"G-get out of here!"
"Go on, Toby, don't stop. Keep playin' with it."
"No!" Toby had grabbed his underpants and covered his midsection, pressing the thin cloth of his shorts down over his rock-hard cock. "Shut the door. Leave me alone, Kathy!"
Kathy shut the door, but she shut it only after entering the bedroom. Now they were alone together. "I wanna see you do it. I wanna see you make the stuff come out."
"No. You're not gonna see it any more. Get out of here. What's wrong with you?"
"Let me touch it." Kathy moved over and sat on the bed beside him. She eyed the shape of his hard cock beneath his briefs. "I'll do it for you. I'll even make the stuff come out."
Toby's face was beet red. His heart pounded and he stammered with embarrassment. "C-come on, Kathy, please. Leave me alone. What if Mom hears you and comes in to see what's going on?"
"What if I told Mom what I saw you doin'?"
Toby stared at her and his red face turned white with fear.
"Let me look at you, or I'll tell her," Kathy said.
"Y-you wouldn't."
"I would. Now let me look at it." Kathy reached out and grasped Toby's briefs. She tugged, trying to pull them away, but Toby held them down fast. "I mean it, Toby," Kathy said. "You'd better let me look or I'm goin' right out and tell Mom."
Toby's whole body trembled with emotion. He choked as Kathy jumped up and started for the v door. "O.K., I'm gonna tell her."
"No! O.K., y-you can look."
Kathy returned to the bed and sat back down. "Take 'em away," she ordered, nodding toward his underpants.
Toby obeyed slowly. He knew he had no choice. He lifted his cotton briefs, exposing himself entirely to his sister's view. Kathy stared wide-eyed as his big boy cock sprang up to attention and throbbed visibly. The veins in the side of it pulsed, and his big balls swelled up at its base.
Toby grimaced, then pushed his underpants back down. "All right, you saw me, now go away and leave me alone."
"I wanna watch you play with it."
"I'm not gonna do that, not in front of you."
"Then let me do it for you."
Toby stared at his sister with disbelief.
"Come on, Toby, I'm your sister. What can it hurt?"
Kathy reached down and pulled at his briefs, and Toby let her lift them away. It felt embarrassing sitting there stark naked and letting his sister look at his dick, but it was very exciting.
Kathy's hand reached out and she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing shaft and squeezed.
"OOOHHH!" Toby sobbed with pleasure. "Wh-what are ya doin'."
Kathy just smiled. She began moving her hand up and down in a slow, rhythmic, jacking movement, pulling the foreskin of her brother's cock up and down. She continued playing with his peter until the head of it was covered with sticky pre-seminal fluids, then she began moving her hand faster. She jacked him off until he was sobbing with pleasure. His whole body jerked in a series of spasms and he shot his load. She milked up his sperm, making him shoot it out all over his belly, and her eyes gleamed.
Toby was now in the process of trying to get her into his bedroom once again. Walking around in his underpants would, he hoped, make her follow him into his bedroom to see what he was going to do. It worked. He heard her get up and come after him. He entered his room. She followed him inside and shut the door.
Toby grinned as she attacked him. She did not even give him time to get to the bed. She dropped down to her knees before him and peeled his briefs down around his ankles. He lifted his feet one by one, allowing her to draw them off completely. He spread his legs before her face. His big boy penis was already starting to get hard. It jerked up in spasms over his two nutlike sacs, and the head of it swelled up with blood.
Kathy reached up and began stroking the underneath side of it with her fingers, making it get harder. She wrapped her fingers around it and began pulling.
"Aaahhh, Kathy. Oh, yeah. It f-feels so good."
Toby could scarcely believe all of this was really happening. His own sister was playing with his peter. She had already jacked him off once, and now she was doing it again. He stared down, watching her fingers slide up and down. He gasped at how good the slipping of the foreskin of his penis felt. "Ooohhh! Aaahhh!"
Kathy smiled. She reached up with her other hand and cupped his balls and fondled them. Toby moaned and spread his legs further apart.
* * *
Beatrice Pennyworthy was not the most beautiful woman in the world, but she was rather pretty. One reason she appeared less beautiful than she might have was the fact that she was a teacher, and the high school where she taught English frowned at the idea of their lady teachers coming to school all made up like sexpots. Beatrice had learned that the first day on the job. She had walked into the principal's office wearing a tight black dress, her eyes seductively made up with eye shadow, her long hair flowing down around her shoulders, and her lips painted a bright red.
The principal had stared at her silently, then shook his head. He had not even allowed her into her classroom until she had gone home and changed. Now Beatrice went to school in a loose-fitting skirt, her hair tied up in a bun, with no make up, and with the natural beautiful features of her face hidden behind the thick black rims of her glasses.
The chief drawback to all of this was that it turned off her husband, George, completely. He had always had enough trouble getting it up. Now he found it impossible. Nothing she could do would excite him-except what she was doing now, down between his legs.
"Ooohhh, Honey. Do it. Suck me." George moaned with pleasure and writhed naked on the bed beneath his wife's bobbing head.
Beatrice sucked him off expertly. His huge, man-sized cock was rock hard and throbbing between her wet, slippery lips.
"S-suck me. Harder."
Beatrice obeyed. She pushed and pulled with her lips, forcing her mouth to slide up and down her husband's burgeoning shaft. She could feel his big dick jerking in her mouth and felt a slimy liquid oozing out the tip of his prick and onto her tongue. She sucked yet harder, drawing up the delicious fluids from the depths of his balls. She thought about the boys at school as she sucked.
Her cunny itched with desire. She wanted to climb up on George and push her hot, wet pussy down over his quivering hard-on, but she knew better than to even try. The only time George got a hard-on any more was when she sucked on him. The minute she tried to carry their lovemaking on to its next logical step, he became immediately impotent. His cock wilted like a punctured balloon. His impotency was what had made her get involved with the teen-age boys at school.
"NNNGGGHHH! Ah, yeah! Mmmppphhh!" George bucked his hips. He drove his huge ramrod of a cock in and out of her mouth. With each upward thrust he forced his snake-like cock to slide clear down inside her throat. Beatrice took it in expertly. She swallowed every inch of his monstrous erection and would gladly have swallowed yet more, had there been any more to swallow.
Her cunny cried for attention. Beatrice cast a glance at George. He was too busy writhing around in pleasure to notice what she was about to do. She snaked a hand down between her legs and wriggled a finger up inside her pussy crack. Moaning with pleasure, she sucked on her husband's dick, and she masturbated herself shamelessly. She thrust her finger in and out of her tight cunny, spreading the liquids it was secreting up and down and all around. She pressed her fingertip right atop her clitoris and began massaging it.
"MMMPPPHHH!" George arched his butt up off the bed and moaned with excitement. His hard dick was shooting out huge jets of thick man cum. It spewed out in thick gushes, coating Beatrice's tongue and throat.
Beatrice swallowed his load. All the while her finger darted in and out of her creamy cunny. She rubbed her clitoris viciously and moaned with delight around the huge phallus filling her mouth and throat. When she had sucked George completely dry, she drew her lips up his cum-smeared shaft, then released it completely. She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and held the base of his throbbing pecker while she licked it clean. George stared down at her with a disgusted look on his face. He loved having his prick sucked, but he always treated her like a lowly animal after she did it for him. Her love of sucking his cock had lost her all his respect.
To show his disapproval now that the act was done, he pushed her head away and got up to begin dressing. Beatrice rose reluctantly and did the same. They spoke not another word to one another, but gulped down their breakfast in silence, then went their separate ways, George in his car to his job, and Beatrice in her car to the high school. More cock-hungry than ever, Beatrice thought of boys. Her cunt pulsed with desire as she drove along. Beatrice knew she would have to sneak into the teachers' lounge sometime during the morning and fuck herself off with her finger in the restroom. George's performance in the bedroom left a lot to be desired, and masturbation was her only sexual outlet anymore. Masturbation, and laying hot teen-age boys. Right now she could really use one. The boy walking along the edge of the road definitely held promise. Beatrice studied his backside as she approached him in her car. He was young. He could not be over fifteen. He was wearing a white T-shirt, very tight Levi pants, and an old pair of tennis shoes.
Beatrice slowed as she approached. The boy turned and flashed a smile. She recognized him as one of the students at school. He was not in one of her classes, but she had seen him around. The boy raised his thumb up, giving the traditional hitchhiking signal, and Beatrice slowed down yet more.
Her pussy throbbed as she pulled over to stop at the edge of the road. The boy came running up, grinning from ear to ear. Beatrice leaned over and unlocked the door. The boy opened it and climbed in.
"Hi," he said. Beatrice responded with a throaty, feminine "hello" of her own. She inhaled deeply, savoring the odor of the virile youngster. He smelled of sunshine and fresh air, and of something else far more savory. He smelled of adolescent boy just passing into puberty. His face was tanned and his hair bleached from the sun. He looked and smelled good enough to eat.
Beatrice was slow to make her move. She knew how shy boys were about sex, and this boy sitting beside her was young enough to be her son. She cast a glance at him. He certainly was not acting like a son. To her surprise, he was staring straight down at her legs. Beatrice looked down to see what he was looking at. Her dress had ridden up and her naked legs were exposed clear up to her thighs. She started to push down her dress, then changed her mind. Instead of hiding her legs, she spread them apart, forcing her dress to ride up yet further. The effect this had on the boy was electric. He was on the way to joining the club.
His eyes widened and he uttered a little gasp. He actually started to tremble. He stared down at her creamy, almost entirely revealed legs.
The blood rushed through Beatrice's veins. She knew she was exciting the boy. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the lump in the front of his skin-tight pants. The bulge she saw there was starting to grow. It grew bigger and bigger, and she could even see the shape of his little boy prick.
Beatrice's next move was the dangerous one. What she did made it obvious to the boy that the display of her legs was no accident. She spread her legs yet further apart. Her dress rode all the way up and a patch of pink panties came into view. The boy stared down. He all but panted as he eyed her nylon-clad snatch.
He looked up into her face with a bewildered look, and Beatrice smiled at him. It was going to work out fine. His cock was all but hers.
"Aw, gee." That was all the youngster could say. He stared back down between her legs, his face flushed with excitement, his little wienie throbbing in his pants. He stared at the edges of her mound where black, curly pubic hairs were sticking out from beneath the elastic band of her panties.
Beatrice cast sly glances down between the boy's legs as she drove along. "Are you headed for school, honey?" she asked, moving her legs around so that her pussy mound was even more revealed.
"Y-yes, Ma'am." The boy was so tongue-tied at the spectacular sight of her panties that he could scarcely speak.
"I've seen you around," Beatrice said sweetly. "You're a very nice-looking boy."
He nodded and licked his lips as he eyed her panty-clad cunt.
"I bet a nice-looking boy like you has a lot of girl friends," Beatrice said. "I bet they all like having you ask them for dates."
"Naw."
"Don't you go out with girls?"
"I never . . . got up enough nerve to ask one for a date. I . . . aw, gee!"
Beatrice had just thrust her hips up, making her cunt raise up off the seat, then fall back down again. She stared down between the boy's legs. What she saw there made her drool with desire. His little boy dick was completely hard and pushed up at his pants. She could see the head of it pressing up and throbbing beneath the thin faded material of his Levi's.
"Have you ever done it with a girl?" she asked. This part was full of risks, asking the boy such personal questions. She realized what it would do to her career if a thing like this ever got out. Just letting him look at her cunt, she could deny that, but added with his accusations that she had probed into his sex life, the evidence against her would start piling up. They would wonder. She would be fired. Still, it was not the first time.
"It sure is hot," she said, testing him. "I hope you don't mind if I drive with my dress up like this, but I'm all hot and sticky."
"I ... I don't mind," the boy said. His voice was raspy and excited. His eyes shined with lust.
"I mean, you really can't see anything," Beatrice went on. "I've got on my panties. Why I've got a bathing suit at home that hides less than them, do you know what I mean?"
"Y-yes!" The boy almost choked at the thought.
"You've probably seen a lot of girls naked anyway," Beatrice said.
The boy shook his head negatively and licked his lips again.
"You've never seen a girl?"
"No, ma'am."
It was too much for Beatrice. She was already hot and homy from the unsatisfactory sex session with her husband. The sight of a horny young boy sitting beside her with his hard-on pushing up in plain view made her lose all control. She wanted this boy. She had to have him.
"I hope you don't mind my talking to you like this," she said. "We're both adults, aren't we."
"Yeah."
"I know I can trust you not to tell anyone what we talked about."
The boy forced a smile. He was breathing heavily and his stiff little rod was straining like a little soldier against his pants. "I won't tell," he said. "I promise."
Beatrice glanced up into the boy's face and smiled. She knew what she must do next if this encounter was to have the result she wanted so much. She wondered how the youth would react. His face was flushed a deep embarrassed pink. His eyes were wide and eager, and he stared straight down at her snatch as though in a trance.
Beatrice made her move. Her right hand released the steering wheel and snaked down between her legs. She rubbed the front of her panties with her fingers.
The boy trembled like a frightened puppy. He stared, watching as Beatrice pulled up the elastic at the bottom of her panties and slipped her fingers inside.
"I hope you don't mind," she said. "It itches." She ran her fingers around in her wiry patch of pubic hair, then pushed her index finger right up inside her cunny. "Ooohhh!" She gasped with delight and eyed the boy, hoping he would approve.
The boy squirmed in his seat in a futile attempt to hide the throbbing bulge between his legs. He put his hands down in his lap to hide it, then pulled them quickly away as his prick jerked up against them. His penis was out of control and throbbing violently.
"It's hard, isn't it?" Beatrice asked.
The boy stammered, unable to speak. His face was a deep red.
"Get it out, honey, and let me look at it."
The youth stared up into her eyes. His expression was a mixture of innocence and disbelief.
"Don't you want to show it to me?" she asked.
He shook his head negatively.
Beatrice smiled to reassure him. "Ooohhh, it itches," she said. She pulled her hand out of her panties and regrasped the steering wheel. "Be a good boy and scratch it for me while I drive, will you, Honey?"
The boy almost choked. "Y-you want me to ... to touch it?"
Beatrice nodded. "You promised you wouldn't tell, remember. I trust you..." She stopped, suddenly realizing that she did not even know the boy's name. "What's your name, Honey?"
"Steve."
"I trust you, Steve. Do you want to scratch it for me? Please?" Her voice was sweet and filled with honey.
"Aw, gee, I can't believe it. I must be dreamin'."
Beatrice laughed. She reached over, took the boy's hand, and brought it over into her lap. The boy trembled as she pressed his fingers down onto her nylon panties. Beatrice forced his fingers to rub around, then released him.
The boy did not remove his hand. He was trembling harder than ever, but he kept his fingers firmly pressed down atop her snatch.
"Keep moving your fingers around, Honey," Beatrice said. "Ah, yeah, that's it. That feels real good."
The boy forced a nervous smile. He rubbed her cunt harder with his fingers. He was obviously excited at feeling her pubic hairs through the ultra-thin material of her panties. He glanced up to meet her eyes. Beatrice smiled to reassure him.
"You're doing fine, Stevie," she said. "You can put your fingers inside my panties if you want. That would feel real good."
"Ooohhh." The boy uttered a low moan of excitement. Beatrice glanced down just as a wet spot appeared in his Levi's where his hot boy-wiener was pressing.
"Go ahead and get it out and play with it, Stevie," she said, nodding toward his straining cock as she repeated her earlier suggestion. The boy just stared at her helplessly. Beatrice knew it would be up to her to get his dick out if she wanted to see it.
She released her right hand from the steering wheel once again, but this time it wandered across the car and down into the boy's lap. Stevie let out a low moan as her fingers pressed down and squeezed.
"Ooohhh, Mrs. Penny worthy! Aaahhh!"
Beatrice smiled approvingly. "It feels good, doesn't it?" she asked.
Stevie nodded. He grew bolder as she fondled his erect dick through his pants. He worked his fingers down inside her panties at last.
Beatrice shivered with delight. The feel of his fingers running through her pubic hairs was almost too enjoyable to endure.
"You're sure you won't say anything about this to anybody?" she asked.
Stevie shook his head back and forth. "Oh, no. I promise. Aaahhh! Oh, that feels good."
Beatrice squeezed his hard cock, then released the pressure of her fingers. She squeezed his hard-on again. She milked his hot erection through the front of his pants.
In his excitement, the boy worked a desperate finger right down between Beatrice's cunny lips and into her juicy crack.
"Oh, yes, that's it, Stevie. Push your finger up all the way. Uuunnnggghhh! Now wiggle it around. Ooohhh!"
The car swerved, narrowly missing a truck parked at the edge of the road. Beatrice knew she had to find a place to park if she was going to carry this encounter out to its fullest and give the young boy's hard dick the workout it deserved. She knew just where to take him. She had already taken a couple of Stevie's friends to that special spot on previous occasions. It was quiet, isolated, and a perfect place to get into a boy's pants without having to worry about being caught.
CHAPTER TWO
Beatrice stared up the road till she saw the sign "City Park" draw into sight. She flicked on her turn signal, then swerved off the road and onto the gravel drive of the park. The trees along the road quickly shut off the sight of her car from the main highway.
She kept squeezing the boy's hard rod while he worked his finger clear up inside her steaming, cock-hungry cunt. In a few minutes, if everything worked out as she planned, she would have his fleshy dick up there instead of his finger. First, however, she was going to show him a thing or two. When she was finished with him, he would be her willing slave. He would be ready to drop his pants for her at a moment's notice in some secluded corner of the school building.
Beatrice already had two such boy-slaves in her control. She was well on her way to having a trio of boys at her disposal.
She squirmed in the seat as the boy worked his finger in and out of her cunny. He was literally fucking her with his finger.
Beatrice pulled the car off the road and stopped. She could wait no longer. She wanted the boy now. There were no other cars around, and not much chance of there being any so early in the morning on a week-day.
"Come on, Stevie," she said, switching off the ignition and opening her door. "Let's get out of the car."
She trembled with anticipation. While Stevie scrambled out of the car, she opened the trunk and took out a blanket she kept there for this purpose. She led the way off into the trees and down to a creek which was completely hidden from the world. Here she could take the boy and never be caught.
Stevie followed behind her, stumbling in his eagerness. His hard prick pushed up a tent in his pants, making the head of his dick rub around as he walked. There was a big wet spot in the front of his pants where his cockhead was rubbing in its own sticky emissions.
She stood back, watching while Beatrice spread out the blanket on a grassy knoll overlooking the creek.
"Wh-what about school?" he asked nervously.
Beatrice threw him a wink. "I'll say I had a flat tire and you stopped to help me fix it," she said. "No one will ever know what we were really doing."
She sat down on the blanket and held up her arms to receive him. Stevie moved forward slowly, his eyes shining. He allowed her to take his hands to pull him up close. He stood trembling while she unfastened the front of his pants. She pulled them clear down his legs, exposing his underpants.
His dick strained up inside his briefs, clearly outlined. The front of his briefs was wet and sticky where his hard boycock had been oozing.
"Take off your T-shirt, Stevie," Beatrice said.
While he obeyed, pulling it over his head, she unfastened his tennis shoes. She pulled them off, then drew his Levi's off his feet and tossed them aside. He stood before her clad in nothing but his underpants.
Beatrice ran her hands up and down the boy's smooth legs. She drew her fingers lightly over the front of his briefs, exciting the throbbing wiener inside all the more. His prick jerked in spasms. The wet spot in the front of his underpants grew ever larger. She teased him like that a long moment, then hooked her thumbs into the top of his briefs and pulled them down.
The sight of his hard boy peter springing to freedom made her moan with delight. His round boyish balls were gathered together like two flesh-colored plums at its base. A light down of pubic hair growth covered them, but the boy's genitals were essentially hairless.
Beatrice drew Stevie's briefs all the way off his feet so that he was completely naked. She grasped his virgin prick, held it at its base, and moved her mouth forward. Stevie gasped in reaction to the contact of her hot lips against the head of his quivering tool. His whole cockhead was wet and glistening. It was slippery from the pre-cum fluids which leaked steadily out the slit in the end.
The wind whipped around Stevie's naked body and he shivered with delight as he stood nude before the teacher.
Beatrice pushed her lips down over the end of his boyfuck tool. She took the whole upper part of his dick inside her mouth. Although his balls were hairless, he was well endowed. His fifteen-year-old cock was a full five inches long. It was an inch thick in its swollen state. Beatrice thrust her tongue against his hot peter skin. She licked his prick shamelessly as she held it between her lips.
Stevie moaned loudly. He watched his penis disappear into her mouth. Spreading his legs, he gasped. She fondled his balls and stroked his legs with her hands.
"Ooohhh, Mrs. Pennyworthy. What are you doin' to me?"
Beatrice's reply was an unintelligible moan. It was impossible to talk around a mouthful of hot boy peter. She licked the sides of his shaft and rolled her tongue around the tip of his dick. She sucked it clear down inside her throat till she almost choked.
"Uuunnnngggghhhh! Oh, gee, it feels good!"
Beatrice pulled back, drawing her lips up his shaft to the very end, then plunged her mouth back down again.
Beatrice's tongue swept up and down the naked teen-ager's prick without mercy. She pushed and pulled with her mouth, drawing the skin of his slippery peter up and down. She sucked as hard as she could. Stevie whimpered with delight at the feelings being created in his oozing, quivering pole.
Beatrice sucked and licked his cock till she felt his rod stiffen up to the point of explosion. Right before he came, while his dick was throbbing in spasms, she drew her mouth off and let his prick slap up against his belly.
Stevie stared down with a look of dismay. "D-don't stop," he pleaded. "Make me c-cum, please."
Beatrice ignored his plea. She unfastened her dress and drew it off. She lay before the excited boy wearing nothing but her bra and panties.
"Do you want to take off my bra, Stevie?" she asked.
Stevie's eyes went wide. His prick jerked up hard. A glob of thick, creamy liquid oozed out the end. He bent forward, reached behind her, and fumbled awkwardly with the hooks of her brassiere. In spite of his nervousness, her brassiere came loose and dropped away. Her breasts spilled forth before his eyes.
"Aw, wow! They're b-beautiful," Stevie stammered.
Beatrice smiled. "You can touch them if you want," she said. She thrust her bosom forward in a provocative pose that no hot-blooded American boy could resist.
Stevie reached out and lifted up a heavy breast in each hand. He licked his lips as he squeezed them gently, then let them back down slowly. He seemed almost afraid that he would hurt them. He ran his fingertips lightly around, stroking them, then moved up closer and stooped naked right between her legs to study her breasts as he touched them.
"Squeeze them, Honey," Beatrice urged. "You won't hurt me." She was dizzy with emotion. This hot, young teen-ager was all but making her swoon with pleasure.
Stevie grasped her swollen breasts. He fondled them more roughly. Beatrice moaned with delight. Stevie, however, had more on his mind than simply fondling her tits.
"C-can I take off your panties now?" he asked.
A sticky string of pre-cum fluids dangled down from the end of his rock-hard shaft. Beatrice saw that they had better get down to business before he shot his load out into thin air.
She nodded, giving her permission.
Stevie drew back excitedly. He grasped the top of her panties. He almost ripped them away in his eagerness to see her naked. Beatrice raised her butt so he could peel them down. Her hair-covered cunt drew into view. Stevie's cock throbbed so hard that he all but came in his excitement at seeing her pussy.
He struggled desperately with her panties, ripping them down her legs. Beatrice lowered her naked butt down onto the blanket and quickly raised her feet. Stevie pulled her panties on down her legs, off her feet, and tossed them aside. He crawled up and grasped her knees. Her heart pounded as he shoved her legs apart to splay open her pussy.
"Mmmnnn!" Stevie moaned with appreciation. "It's beautiful."
Beatrice smiled with pride. "T-touch me, Stevie," she urged.
Stevie needed no persuading. He was suddenly all hands.
"Ooohhh, Stevie!" Beatrice cried out with pleasure. He spread apart her cunny lips with his fingers, laying open her charms. He gazed down at the moist, pink interior of her cunt, then drew a shaking finger up inside it, rubbing her sensitive skin.
"Nnnggghhh! Aaahhh!" Beatrice shook with passion. She ground her butt down onto the blanket and cooed with delight. Stevie's fingertip found her clitoris and rubbed the little bud of pleasure. "Aaaggghhh! Oh, yes, Stevie! Keep doing it! Oh, it feels good!"
Beatrice closed her eyes and trembled.
Stevie manipulated her cuntal lips, then forced the end of a long finger down inside her crack. He worked it all the way in, making her moan with excitement, then pulled it out and smelled it.
Beatrice was beside herself with excitement. She reached up and pulled him down atop her. Almost instinctively, Stevie knew what to do. She scarcely had to show him at all. He stretched atop her and ground his midsection against hers. His straining dick rubbed amidst her wiry hairs. His cockhead worked its way into her crack.
Beatrice reached down, grasped him, and guided his dick in.
"NNNGGGPPPHHH!"
They moaned in unison as prick and cunt made beautiful contact.
"Ahhh, Stevie!" Beatrice floated into ecstasy as Stevie's hot penis filled her crack. She could feel every inch of his steaming rod pressing against her insides. His dick was like a hot poker penetrating her being.
Stevie's eyes were wide with wonder at the sensations her grasping vaginal walls were creating in his peter. He drove his dick in to the hilt and pressed his naked chest against Beatrice's swollen tits.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me!" Beatrice cried. Her body shook with pleasure.
Stevie raised up, drawing his big boy peter out of her cunny hole, then drove it back down. He repeated the motion again and again. His slippery shaft slid in and out. He fucked Beatrice at a slow, steady rhythm. His eyes were half closed as though he were in a trance.
"Nnnggghhh! Oh, Stevie! Aaaggghhh! F-faster!" Beatrice groaned and grunted for both of them. While the boy fucked her quietly, she all but screamed her pleasure.
"GGGNNNPPPHHH!" She bucked her hips up to meet Stevie's thrusts. The smooth skin of his hard peter rubbed against her clitoris. She came. Waves of pleasure shot out from her pulsing clit to envelop her body.
"Ooohhh!" Stevie's eyes were wider than ever. "I'm g-gettin' ready. I'm g-gonna cum! Oh, gee! MMMPPPHHH!"
Beatrice felt his dick swell up inside her. She felt his sperm move up through his quivering shaft in pulses, then she moaned as a sudden, hot wetness filled her aching cunny.
Stevie bucked madly. He drove his cum-spewing pecker in and out of the schoolteacher like a battering ram. His creamy milk erupted, shooting through her vagina, coating it like liquid icing.
Glob after glob of his hot boy semen came gushing, forth, then he collapsed atop her. He lay in silent ecstasy. His penis pulsed, spurting forth little dribbles of after-cum onto his belly and hers.
Pulling out his dick, he rolled off her and lay panting beside her on the blanket. They lay still a long moment to catch their breath, then slowly stirred to life.
"Gee, Mrs. Pennyworthy, that was great," Stevie said. He grinned at her and she smiled in return.
"We'll do it again, Stevie," she promised. "I know a few places at school where no one would catch us. We'll start doing it all the time, that is, if you want to."
Stevie bobbed his head eagerly. "You bet I do. I love it."
He babbled excitedly in the car beside her all the way to school.
"Now remember," Beatrice reminded him as they stepped into the dimly-lit corridor of the high school, "don't tell anyone, not even your best friends. You promised."
"Don't worry." He stared at her eagerly. His eyes shined. "When can we do it again?"
Beatrice smiled at the eager teen-ager.
"When's your study period?" she asked.
"At two o'clock this afternoon."
"Come by my room then," she said. She winked at him. Stevie stumbled over his feet as he moved off down the corridor away from her. Beatrice smiled as she watched the awkward teen-ager disappear down the hallway, then pushed open the door to her classroom, took a deep breath, and walked inside.
Outwardly, everything appeared as normal in Beatrice's first class of the day. Her pupils were all present. Toby sat in his usual place in the front row right in front of her desk.
Beatrice studied the handsome boy's face. She sensed something out of the ordinary. Toby had a far-away look on his face. He obviously was paying no attention whatsoever to her lecture on "The Purloined Letter," by Edgar Allen Poe. What was more, his legs were spread apart, and the bulge in his crotch was definitely bigger than usual. Whatever it was he was thinking about, she was sure it was making his dick semi-stiff.
Toby sat half smiling, unaware that Beatrice Pennyworthy was studying the shape of his balls and half-hard cock in his pants. He was thinking about what his sister had done to him over the week-end. She had really got a kick playing with his cock, and Toby had certainly enjoyed letting her do it. His dick jerked in his pants as he thought about it. His cockhead rubbing against his pants reminded him of his sister's fingers pulling the foreskin of his peter up and down. His cock strained up against his Levi's as he remembered how she had jacked him off right to the brink, then made his hot cum shoot out all over his belly. His dick quivered rock hard in his pants. It pushed up at his briefs until it was clearly outlined in his Levi's.
Beatrice gave a little shiver. Her cunt was sending unimaginable messages to her brain. Stevie's sperm was still warm inside her, and already she had the hots for another boy. Looking at Toby sitting there with his legs stretched wide and his penis throbbing hard in his pants, however, she asked herself how any woman with a slit between her legs could help getting worked up at such a tantalizing sight. Any woman would be panting to have Toby stick his hard cock into that slit.
When confronted with a worked-up boy in her classroom, Beatrice could be unusually sadistic. She was never satisfied to let the boy just sit there while she admired his hard cock from the front of the room. She took fiendish delight in making up some excuse to get the boy on his feet so that the hard bulge in his pants was plainly visible, not only to her, but to the other students in the room as well. She delighted in watching an embarrassed youth try to hide his excited state.
"Now," she said, "who would like to go to the blackboard and write down the main points about Edgar Allen Poe's story?" She glanced around the room as three hands went up. She pretended to be deciding who to pick, then her eyes zeroed in on Toby.
"Toby? How about you?"
Toby's eyes went wide. His mouth fell open as he stared at Beatrice. "Wh-what?"
"I want you to go to the front of the room and write on the blackboard, Toby," Beatrice repeated.
"What d-do you want me to write?"
"We'll tell you," she said, smiling at him. There were a few snickers in the class.
"I don't know what... I mean, I . . . " Toby was at a loss for words. His prick was rock hard and straining hard inside his pants. He dared not get up to follow her orders.
"Come on, Toby," Beatrice insisted.
Slowly, Toby got up. The snickers in the classroom turned to gasps as the students caught sight of the enormous bulge between his legs. Toby blushed deeply. He moved slowly toward the blackboard. With each step, his penis bulged out further. The shape of his cockhead was plainly outlined against his pale blue-denim pants.
It only took a few minutes for his erection to subside, but during that time Beatrice and every other student in the room had time to memorize every detail of Toby's hard-on. They knew the exact size of it, knew how it jerked around when it was hard, and knew that when he was excited, he kept his buttocks tightly squeezed together. When the class was over, Beatrice found out a few other details as well. She told Toby she wanted him to stay after class a minute. Denny and Stan, two of her other hot-blooded male students, exchanged knowing glances when they heard that. They were the last to leave, and they threw Toby winks as they left, and, grinning from ear to ear, they shut the door.
Toby was too embarrassed to even notice. He stared down at his feet as he stood before Beatrice's desk. He hated the thought of what he was sure would follow next, a lecture on self control and sex, and probably a visit to the principal's office.
The silence in the room seemed almost unbearable. Beatrice got up and walked around behind Toby. "Well," she said, "do you want to tell me about it?"
A deep-red blush returned to Toby's face. "About wh-what?"
"What happened in class. Why you had an erection."
"Aw, gee, Mrs. Pennyworthy. I c-couldn't help it."
"What were you thinking about, Toby? What made it happen?"
"Nothin'."
Beatrice put her hands on his shoulders. "You were thinking about sex, weren't you?" she asked.
A loud commotion out in the hallway distracted her attention. She could hear Otis, one of the not-too-bright students in an afternoon English class, struggling to speak, and the excited voices of two other boys and a girl.
Beatrice turned back to Toby. "You were thinking about a girl, weren't you?"
Toby shuffled his feet. He stammered, unable to answer.
The commotion out in the hallway grew louder. Beatrice stared at the door. She hesitated, then shrugged. "All right," she said, "you can go, Toby, but I want to see you this afternoon at two o'clock. Do you understand?"
Toby nodded and heaved a relieved sigh. He headed quickly for the door, opened it, and was gone. The noise in the hallway was louder through the open door. Otis was grunting like a wild boy. Then, as suddenly as it had begun, the noise stopped.
Beatrice headed for the door to see what was going on. Out in the hall, a dozen feet away, she saw Otis staring at the door of the supply room which was opened wide. She walked toward him.
"What's going on here?" she asked.
The door to the supply room slammed shut. Otis stared at it with wide eyes. "S-Stan and Denny have Kathy in there and they're doin' stuff."
Beatrice froze in place. "They what?"
Otis bobbed his head excitedly while he pointed at the door. "They have their pants down and Kathy's dress up. Stan's s-stickin' his dick in Kathy's pussy."
Beatrice stared at Otis, then stared at the supply room door. She could scarcely believe her ears. Her two teen-age lovers, Stan and Denny, were doing it with Toby's sister. She thought of Toby's excited state in her classroom. What had he been thinking about. She knew that some brothers and sisters performed sexual experiments with one another's bodies. She wondered if Kathy had been getting in Toby's pants.
Beatrice grasped the handle of the door and pulled it open. Otis, dumb as he was, was right.
The three youngsters in the supply closet stared at Beatrice with shocked looks on their faces. Kathy's skirt was rolled clear up around her waist and her panties were in a pile around her ankles. Stan was pressed up against her with his pants pulled clear down and his briefs around his knees. Beatrice could see his balls and the base of his cock. His six-inch pecker was hard and the upper five inches of it were sticking solidly into Kathy's twat.
Behind them, standing where he could watch them fuck, was Denny. His pants were also down. His hand was frozen around his hard dick. He was jacking off while he waited his turn to get at Kathy.
"What's going on here?" Beatrice demanded. She tapped her foot, pretending to be irritated. Actually she was growing extremely excited. The sight of a naked, hot-blooded teen-age boy was always enough to make her pussy tingle. The sight, however, of a boy with his dick stuck up a girls cunt was a new one, and was exciting her more than she would have ever imagined possible.
Stan, in spite of the shock of being caught, moved his hips instinctively, and Beatrice watched his cock slide all the way into Kathy's cunt, then slide back out again.
Kathy was white with shock. She just stood there, letting Stan do it. Stan's dick slid in and out again and again.
Beatrice cast a hurried glance up and down the hallway to make sure no one was coming, then stared back at the exciting sight inside the closet.
Stan began fucking Kathy more openly, and Denny's hand began slowly moving on his prick.
"Wh-what are they doin' Mrs. Pennyworthy?" Otis asked.
CHAPTER THREE
"Shhh," Beatrice said, putting a finger to her lips. "Not so loud, Honey."
"Why has Stan got his dick in Kathy's pussy?" Otis asked.
Stan and Denny studied Beatrice's face. They detected the smile which was just slightly curling up the edges of her lips. They grinned, knowing she wanted them to continue. Stan began moving his hips openly, driving his hard dick in and out of Kathy's cunt.
"Aaahhh! Oh, that feels great."
Denny grunted. His hand peeled the foreskin of his dick back and forth off his cockhead. He tugged the skin all the way down, then pulled it back up again. He masturbated openly. His sliding fist picked up speed. He groaned with pleasure as he watched Stan's dick slide in and out of Kathy's fuckhole.
"What're ya doin', Stan?" Otis asked.
"I'm fuckin'. . . AAAHHH . . . Kathy," Stan said. He sighed with pleasure as he thrust his slippery dick all the way forward.
"Why?" Otis asked.
"Because it feels good, Dummy," Stan said. "Haven't you ever fucked a girl before?"
Otis shook his head negatively. "It feels good, huh?"
Stan nodded, then moaned. "Ooohhh! Ah, gee! I-I'm gonna cum!" Every muscle in his body tensed up magnificently. Beatrice stared hypnotically at his naked midsection as he bucked his hips, driving his giant cock in and out of Kathy's hot cunt again and again.
"Nnnggghhh! It's cummin'! AAAGGGHHH! OOOHHH!"
Otis stared at Stan with a bewildered look on his face. "Is he sh-shootin' out his stuff, Mrs. Pennyworthy?"
Beatrice nodded. "Oh, yes." Her pussy tingled as she listened to Stan cry out in joyous ecstasy.
"Ahhhh, it feels good," Stan said. "Uuummmppphhh!"
Beatrice stared past Stan at Denny, who was frigging himself off faster than ever. His hand whipped up and down over his hard cock so fast that it appeared as a blur. She saw the veins throbbing in the sides of his erection, then his shaft swelled up. She watched the skin ripple as huge globs of semen moved up through its length.
"Eeeiiiggghhh! Mmmnnn!" Denny threw back his head. His whole body stiffened until only his hand was moving on his prick. Closing his eyes and moaning loudly, he shot his load.
Beatrice's heart pounded with excitement. The sight of the three half-naked teen-agers engaged in the glories of sex was almost too much to endure. She wanted to throw off her clothes to join them in their sinful activities. She wanted to . . .
The far off sound of footsteps made her turn her head. Far down the hallway, walking straight toward them, she saw Mr. Kimble, the high-school principal.
Beatrice stared at him, not moving for a full, panic-stricken moment, then she snapped her eyes back around to the closet. The three youngsters inside were still cumming.
Kathy writhed with pleasure as Stan shoved his huge, exploding boy-dick up inside her. He shot out glob after glob of his creamy offering, filling her cunt.
Denny whipped his hand up and down, pumping his cock dry. Glob after glob of his dick's white icing shot out. Half of his jism hit Stan and Kathy. His semen splashed against their naked skins in spurts and ran down onto their legs. The rest of his hot cum shot clear out past them, landing in splats at Beatrice's feet in the hallway. Beatrice slammed the supply room door shut, hiding the three lustful teen-agers from view.
Mr. Kimble walked up. There was a serious frown on his face. "What seems to be the trouble, Mrs. Pennyworthy?"
"Beatrice's mind raced for an answer. "I . . . I.. . "
Mr. Kimble stared at Otis, then back at Beatrice. "Well?"
"I caught Otis in the supply closet," Beatrice blurted out, unable to think of any better excuse for the two of them standing before the supply closet door.
"Ooohhh? What's this, Otis? What were you doing in there?"
The principal stepped forward toward the gaping, wide-eyed boy. His foot landed right in a glob of Denny's sticky cum. He slipped, almost falling. Beatrice caught his elbow to help him regain his footing.
Mr. Kimble looked down at the globs of cum on the floor. He stared at Otis, then at Beatrice.
"I caught Otis masturbating," Beatrice said quickly. She scarcely realized what she was saying.
Mr. Kimble's eyes were wide. He stared at Otis. "Is that true, Otis?" he asked.
"What's that word mean?" Otis asked, a puzzled look on his face.
"Were you playing with your . . . with your weenie?" Mr. Kimble asked.
Beatrice almost laughed in spite of the seriousness of the situation. A loud grunt from the closet quickly halted her mirth. Her face went white as a thumping noise came next from the inside of the little supply closet. The three youngsters inside were obviously too overcome with the joys of sex to realize that the school principal was standing just outside the door.
Mr. Kimble stared at the door only a brief second, then reacted. Beatrice froze with fear. She watched him reach out, grasp the doorknob, and turn it. Her heart pounded. Her young lovers were about to be caught in the act. Her mind raced frantically ahead. When Mr. Kimble pulled them into his office, set them down, and got them down, and got them talking, there was no telling what he would find out. She knew Stan and Denny would not deliberately tell him how she had let them fuck her, but a slip of the tongue, a casual word, might make him suspect. She was already involved, having watched them fuck Kathy and trying to hide their activities from the principal. Just that would probably be enough to get her fired. If he found out she had been having sex with the boys, she would be tarred and feathered.
Mr. Kimble twisted the doorknob. He turned it this way, then that. His face grew red with frustration. "It's locked!" he said. "Who's in there, Mrs. Pennyworthy?"
Beatrice blushed, but said nothing.
"Will someone please tell me what's going on here?" Mr. Kimble roared. He looked down at Otis.
Otis smiled dumbly.
"Go get the janitor, Otis," Mr. Kimble ordered. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this."
"I... I can tell you ..." Otis started.
Mr. Kimble broke off Otis' sentence abruptly. "Go get the janitor!" he boomed.
Otis backed away, nodding his head obediently. He turned and ambled down the hallway to find the janitor. Beatrice crossed her fingers behind her back. With any luck at all, Otis would become sidetracked and forget what he had been sent to do.
There was a cry of protest from inside the closet.
"Hey! Who locked the door?"
There was a loud thumping as the three youngsters inside the closet hammered on the door.
"Hey! Let us out!"
"Open the door!"
Beatrice and Mr. Kimble exchanged a long glance. Beatrice's heart was literally pounding.
Beads of perspiration gathered on her forehead.
The sound of her two boy lovers hammering from inside the closet seemed deafening. From down the hall she heard the janitor's voice as he came moving toward them. Otis was right behind him, smiling. Her two teen-age lovers were about to be caught. Foremost in Beatrice's mind was the horrible fear that they would break down under questioning and tell everything-from the details of the first time she had seduced them, to how she had called them to meet her for secret sex encounters each day, right up to today, when she had stood back watching excitedly while they jacked off and fucked the daylights out of Kathy. It seemed that Beatrice's whole world was on the verge of collapse.
Old Hank Gebber, the janitor, came ambling up before them with Otis at his heels. Otis beamed at Mr. Kimble, proud of his success at retrieving the janitor as the principal had ordered. Mr. Kimble just glared at him.
"Open this door for me, Mr. Gebber!" the principal ordered.
Mr. Gebber cast a curious glance at the principal, at Beatrice, at Otis, then at the door. He took his ring of keys off his belt and fumbled through them, searching for the right one.
"Well, now," he drawled, "let me see here. Which key is it?"
The boys in the closet were quiet now. They seemed to sense the presence of the principal outside the door at last. Beatrice only hoped that they had sense enough to pull up their pants and pull down Kathy's skirt. She wondered if they would even be able to, in such cramped quarters.
Mr. Gebber located the key to the supply closet door at last. Beatrice held her breath as he unlocked the door, then stood back. Mr. Kimble stepped forward. In one swift motion, he wrenched the door open.
Beatrice shut her eyes, afraid to look.
"What the . . . What's going on here?" Mr. Kimble roared with anger.
Beatrice slowly opened her eyes, then opened them wide and blinked. To her utter amazement, the supply closet was empty. The youngsters-Stan, Denny, and Kathy-were gone.
Mr. Kimble's face grew a deep dark red. He stood steaming a long moment, staring in at the closet, his body shaking with rage. He gasped, turned around without speaking, and marched off down the hallway without saying another word.
Beatrice heaved a heavy sigh of relief. She hurried back to her room, shut the door, and had a small emotional fit.
Otis headed off down the hallway toward his next class.
Only Mr. Gebber, the janitor, remained before the open supply closet door. He stared in and up at the ceiling of the little room. He had a half smile on his face.
At two o'clock, Beatrice's classroom was filled with laughter. Stan and Denny were relating their hair-raising escape from the supply room to Beatrice. When she found out how they had disappeared by climbing up through a trap door in the ceiling, Beatrice smiled. When she heard how they had come back down through another trap door in the boys' locker room, Beatrice began laughing. She laughed until the tears rolled down her cheeks as Denny described how the naked boys in the locker room had all scrambled for their towels when Kathy was suddenly in their midst.
They were still laughing when the classroom door opened and Toby walked in. Toby stared at them with a bewildered look, wondering what was so funny. Stan and Denny glanced him up and down, their eyes focusing in on his well-filled crotch, then they threw Beatrice knowing looks, grinned, and excused themselves.
Before Beatrice even had a chance to say anything to Toby, the door opened again and Stevie came in. He looked at Toby, measuring him up.
"Shut the door, Stevie," Beatrice said, "and lock it."
Stevie obeyed. A puzzled frown covered Toby's forehead.
"What's goin' on?" he asked.
Stevie moved up beside him and grinned. "You, too?" he asked. "Is she gonna do us both at once?"
Toby stared at him. "What are you talkin' about?"
Beatrice raised a hand for silence. "Toby is here," she explained, "because I caught him with an erection in class this morning. I told him I wanted to talk to him."
"Like you talked to me this mornin' in the park?" Stevie asked.
Toby stared at Stevie, then at Beatrice.
"Sit down, boys," Beatrice said. She moved to the front of her desk and sat on the edge facing them. It was not by accident that she took this position. She knew that the two boys before her could see right up her dress. That was exactly what she wanted.
Stevie grinned. He stared up at her pink panties and creamy thighs. He nudged Toby with his elbow. "I can see why you got a hard-on in class, old buddy," he said. "I'm gettin' one too, right now."
Beatrice smiled thinly as she watched the bulge between Stevie's legs grow. She could make out every detail of his hardening prick inside his Levi's. It reminded her of their morning encounter. A warm glow engulfed her pussy at the thought of Stevie getting hard in the car, then what they had done in the park.
"Do you have to talk to me in front of him?" Toby protested. "I c-couldn't help what happened this mornin'."
"I think you could," Beatrice said. "I want to know what you were thinking about when it got hard."
"What does it matter?" Toby asked. "All I know is that you didn't have to make me get up in class and show it off to everyone like you did. Why did you do that?"
"I didn't know it was hard," Beatrice lied. "You should be ashamed, Toby."
"Well, what about him?" Toby protested. He pointed down at Stevie's crotch. "He's gettin' one too. Why don't you say somethin' to him?"
Beatrice looked down between Stevie's legs and pretended innocence. "I don't see anything," she said.
"Look at him! His dick's hard as a rock." Stevie smiled proudly.
"Do you have an erection, Stevie?" Beatrice asked. "Naw!"
"Get up. You'd better let me see for myself." Stevie rose to his feet. His hard cock pushed out at the front of his Levi's, making a tent. He moved right up to Beatrice and spread his legs. Jerking the muscles in the base of his prick, he made it jerk until his cockhead was clearly outlined. "Look at it!" Toby said.
Beatrice reached out and gingerly touched the hard outline of Stevie's shaft. "My goodness, it is hard," she said. She drew her fingers up and down its length, lightly caressing it through his pants.
Toby stared, his eyes wide with disbelief. "What are you doin'?"
Beatrice removed her hand. "You were right, Toby. I can see I'm going to have to talk to both you boys. First, though, I'm going to talk to you. I want you to tell me what you were thinking about this morning when you got an erection in class."
"N-nothin'."
Beatrice thought of Kathy, Toby's sister. Kathy had cooed with delight every time Stan had driven his hard boy-cock home. Kathy obviously enjoyed getting fucked. Beatrice felt sure that Kathy had quite mastered the art of exciting boys, and perhaps, just perhaps, one of the boys she was exciting was her brother. Somehow, Beatrice felt sure that it was his own sister that Toby had been thinking about when he had gotten an erection in class.
"You were thinking about a girl, weren't you, Toby?" she asked.
"No!" The blush that suddenly came over Toby's face told her she was on the right track.
"One of your girl friends?"
"No!"
"One of the girls in class?" He shook his head negatively. "About your sister?"
Toby's mouth fell open and he stared at her.
The shock of having her hit upon the truth temporarily made him lose all control of his emotions.
Beatrice was overwhelmed by her success. "You were daydreaming that you were with your sister and that the two of you were ..."
"No, we don't do it together."
"You were thinking about sticking your peter in her pussy."
"Aw, gee, I can't believe this!" Toby stood up, preparing to leave, but Beatrice stood before him, blocking his escape.
"Has your sister ever let you stick it in her cunt, Toby?"
He shook his head violently. "No!"
"Has she ever touched you down here?" Beatrice reached down and squeezed the front of Toby's pants. She could feel his soft nuts, and, to her surprise, his penis was half hard.
"Aaaggghhh! Let go of me!" Toby squirmed, trying to get away. The harder he squirmed, however, the more Beatrice's fingers fondled his dick. His peter grew harder beneath her fingers.
"Stop it!" he cried.
Beatrice released his prick and smiled. "Have you ever let your sister do that to you?" she asked.
Toby's peter grew completely hard. It stuck up, pushing against his pants, throbbing, suddenly alive. Toby sat down quickly in a desperate attempt to hide his excited state.
"How often does she do it to you?" Beatrice asked. "Once a day? Twice a day?" She smiled at him and mussed up his hair affectionately. Toby pushed her hand away. "Does she do it to you in your bedroom, or ... "
"She's only done it to me twice!" Toby exploded, then grew red faced with embarrassment as he realized that he had told her exactly what she wanted to know.
"Ahhh! When did she do it?" Beatrice asked.
Stevie stared at Toby with interest. He reached down and rubbed the front of his pants.
Toby did not even see what he was doing. He had broken down completely and the classroom seemed to spin dizzily around him.
"She d-did it to me over the week-end," he said. "She caught me ..." He stopped, too embarrassed to continue.
"She caught you playing with yourself. I understand. Go on."
"She made me show it to her," Toby said, his voice breaking. His face was a deep embarrassed red. "Then, she touched it. She started pullin' the skin up and down and . . . she kept doin' it till. . . finally, she made the stuff come out."
Beatrice licked her lips and nodded. "That was the first time," she said. "Now tell us about the second time she did it."
"I was just walkin' around the house in my underpants and I guess it turned her on." Toby stared down at his desktop, too embarrassed to look into Beatrice's eyes. He omitted the part about how he had deliberately paraded before Kathy in his briefs to excite her. "She followed me into my bedroom and shut the door. She made me take them off, and then she did it to me again. She made me cum again."
"Ah, gee!" Stevie squirmed in his seat. His hand jerked up and down violently inside his pants. Beatrice and Toby stared at him. He stopped moving his hand and blushed.
"What happened then?" Beatrice asked Toby.
"Nothin', honest!"
"You didn't stick it in her?"
"No!"
"Didn't you want to?"
Toby blushed with embarrassment, suddenly aware that the idea had not even entered his head. He had just lain there like a dummy and let her jack him off. Then, he got angry. "She's my sister!" he said. "What do you think I am?"
"Haven't you ever done it with any girl before, Toby?" Beatrice asked.
He shook his head negatively.
"Would you like to?"
Toby's eyes went wide. He stared at her sitting there with her legs spread wide, her pink panties clearly visible. He looked over at Stevie who was sitting there with his hands down in his pants playing with himself again. Suddenly Toby realized what this was all about. Beatrice Pennyworthy had not called him in to rake him over the coals for getting an erection in class. She wanted to seduce him. As for Stevie . . . Toby's eyes grew even wider. He realized now that she had already made it with Stevie.
Beatrice saw by his eyes that Toby had grasped the situation. She smiled at him, trying to put him at ease. "I realize that thinking about what your sister did to you was very exciting, Toby," she said, "and that it made your penis become erect. Still, you should not have been thinking about such things in class." Beatrice's words were cold and formal, but the cooing of her voice would have thawed out the coldest boy, and the blood pounding through her veins was anything but cold. Her pussy seemed almost boiling hot. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you," she said.
Toby stared at her. The blood pounded through the length of his pulsating penis. Beside him, Stevie's hand was flailing up and down inside his pants.
"I'm rather old fashioned when it comes to punishing my students," Beatrice went on. "I believe there's no punishment like a good hard spanking."
Toby just sat there staring at her. He was too overcome with shock to speak. He would never have suspected Beatrice of engaging in affairs with her students. She was too beautiful, too sophisticated, too . . .
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to spank you, Toby," Beatrice said. She studied his face. "Do you know what I'm saying."
He nodded his head hypnotically, not even knowing he was doing it.
"Stand up," Beatrice said, "and get yourself ready."
CHAPTER FOUR
Toby rose in a trance. He stood before her. His hard dick pulsed violently between his legs. It pushed the front of his Levi's out in an obvious bulge.
"Come here," Beatrice said.
She licked her lips. Toby moved forward. Every detail of his hard, swollen prick was outlined. Beatrice reached forward with trembling fingers. She slowly unfastened the front of his pants, drawing out the beautiful moment.
"I've found that spanking the bare buttocks is the only punishment that teaches a boy a lesson," she said, as though that excused what she was about to do. "You understand, don't you, Toby?"
Toby swallowed, trying to relieve the lump in his throat. He felt his zipper descending, then felt his Levi's being tugged downward. They slid down his bare legs and Beatrice pushed them down into a pile around his ankles. Toby stood trembling in his briefs. His boy-cock throbbed inside his underpants.
Beatrice reached back up, hooked her fingers in the elastic top of his briefs, and pulled down. She stripped Toby's briefs clear down his legs in one swift movement.
Toby's swollen prick sprang to freedom like a proud soldier. It stood up at attention above his boyish, sperm-filled sacs. Beatrice uttered a low groan of admiration. She peeled his underpants clear down his legs, then drew her fingers up slowly. She caressed his naked legs and brought her fingers right up to their junction. She took care not to touch his cock or balls right away, afraid that the act would frighten him if performed too quickly. Instead, she moved her fingers around his dick, and up onto the naked skin of his belly beneath his shirt. His pulsating peter jerked in spasms as she ran her fingers around over his skin.
Beatrice gave a little shiver and pulled back, removing her hands from the excited boy's body. "All right, Toby," she said, "now bend over my knees."
Toby obeyed. He was like a boy zombie, obeying her every command without question. He appeared to be in a deep trance. His eyes were wide, like those of a small puppy in its master's power.
"That's it. Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you too much," Beatrice said.
Toby bent forward. He suspended himself over her knees. She stared down excitedly at his naked buttocks. She could feel his hard cock pressing down onto her legs. A soft, pleasant glow surged through her pussy.
Beatrice drew her fingers over the boy's butt, caressing it lightly, then she took her hand away and prepared to give him the spanking that she hoped would lead to a far more pleasant act.
"You'd better grab yourself," she warned him. "Hold your penis while I spank you."
Toby obeyed. He grasped his hard cock in one hand, and cupped his balls in the palm of the other. "I-I'm ready," he said weakly.
Beatrice raised her hand, then brought it down sharply, hitting his bare buns with a resounding slap. Her hand smacked down again and again. Toby trembled atop her legs. With each blow of her flattened palm, his cock jerked in spasms. The slit in the end of his dick opened up to emit a trickle of clear cock juice. Her hand smacked down against his ass again, and more juice oozed forth until his fingers were coated in his own sticky emissions.
Beatrice's hand whacked down again and again. Toby's asscheeks grew red. He moaned quietly, then grunted and began moving his hips ever so slowly, rhythmically forcing his hard dick in and out of his juice-smeared hand.
"Ooohhh! AAAHHH!" He moaned loudly. Beatrice's hand landed on his bare ass for the final time. She drew back and signaled for him to rise.
Toby stood up, wincing with pain. He removed his hands from his genitals. His hard cock swayed up wet and glistening above his balls. It throbbed violently. The veins in the sides of his peter pulsed and the juice oozed steadily out the slit in the end. The whole head of his dick was covered with his sticky, pre-cum fluid.
Beatrice knelt forward. Toby held his breath as he watched her. Her fingers moved out. He gasped as her fingers encircled his dick. "Ooohhh! Aw, gee!"
Beatrice squeezed his penis gently, then tugged with her fingers, drawing the loose foreskin down off his cockhead.
"Mmmnnn!" Toby moaned softly. His naked legs trembled as she slowly, rhythmically, began sliding the skin of his peter up and down.
"Mmmnnn! Ah, Mrs. Pennyworthy! Aaahhh!"
Beatrice's eyes glistened with pleasure while she moved her hand up and down. She knelt further forward until her lips were within inches of his oozing, throbbing peter. She licked her lips, wetting them.
Toby stared down, his eyes wider than ever. Stevie grinned and knelt forward to get a close view of what he knew was about to happen. "She's gonna suck you off, Toby. Aw, man, this is gonna be great."
"Mmmppphhh!" Toby held his breath. He watched Beatrice's mouth move yet closer to his quivering, hot, hard boytool. She moved her fingers right down to the base of his swollen cock and held it solidly so that it was aimed straight up at her mouth. She opened her lips and moved them down.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Toby sobbed with delight. Her lips slid down over the end of his prick. She pushed them all the way down, taking in all of his huge tool.
"Ooohhh! Ah, gee!" Toby moaned softly. His naked legs trembled. He felt Beatrice's tongue moving all over his dick, wetting it up, lapping up and down and all around. She licked it all over, not missing a single square inch. Her tongue pushed at the loose skin of his peter, moving it atop his hard inner prick.
Stevie unzipped his pants. He fumbled around inside his fly, then pulled out his hard, throbbing penis. He wrapped his fist around it, squeezed it solidly, and began jacking off openly. With every up and down flick of his wrist, he moaned softly while he watched Beatrice suck Toby's hard, stiff cock.
"Ah, man's it's great," Toby cooed. "I c-can't believe it. Mmmppphhh!"
Stevie grunted softly. His fist flailed up and down on his hard, throbbing peter.
Beatrice sucked and slurped on Toby's fleshy penis. She lapped up and down with her tongue, savoring his cock's flavor. Her tongue pushed at the skin of it while her head pushed and pulled. She was masturbating him with her lips. Sucking and licking Toby's dick all the while, she eyed Stevie's boyhood tool. He was frigging himself off at full speed. His fist slid up and down at a rapid rhythm, making his foreskin pop rapidly on and off his cockhead. The slit in the end of his dick opened. A drop of clear pre-seminal fluid appeared, shining in the light of the classroom. The drop of sticky liquid grew in size until it broke loose and ran down atop his fingers. Beatrice moaned softly. She knew it would not be long before he came.
"Uuummmppphhh! Ah, gee! Nnnggghhh!" Stevie moaned with delight. His hand worked faster, beating at his dick furiously. The juice oozed steadily out the tip, ran down, and all over his fingers. His masturbating hand made wet, squishy noises as it rubbed and tugged at his peter.
Beatrice knew she must do something quickly before he brought himself completely off. She hated to see a boy waste himself by spilling his hot semen all over the floor.
She pushed Toby gently, forcing him back, then down into a sitting position at his desk. It was a well executed maneuver in which not once did she let his pulsating dick slip out of her mouth. Her teeth scraped against the sensitive skin of his peter a little, but not enough to hurt him. She sucked him harder than ever in his sitting position, and bobbed her mouth up and down on his slippery peter, eating it like a lollipop.
"Ooohhh! Ah, man it feels good!" Toby's whole body shook with pleasure. He shivered with delight as Beatrice's tongue rolled around his oozing boy peter. She licked and sucked. She pushed and pulled with her lips. His fluids oozed out his penis slit and all over her tongue, and she sucked all the harder to pull up still more of his sticky pre-cum juice. She ran one hand up and down his naked legs, over his belly, then to his balls where she toyed with his nut-filled sacs. She jostled his nuts with her fingers, then squeezed them gently till he moaned.
Beatrice's other hand reached up and out toward Stevie. She signaled with her index finger for him to approach. He moved up with a grin and took his hand away from his oozing peter. Beatrice grabbed his dick, squeezed it firmly, then pushed and pulled with her fingers. She jacked off his oozing peter, sliding the loose outer skin up and down slowly at first, then faster and faster until he was moaning with pleasure.
Both boys were cooing happily as she sucked and masturbated their man-sized tools. Toby ground his naked butt down into the hard wooden seat beneath it. Stevie spread his legs and trembled while Beatrice's hand flailed away on his peter, beating a beautiful rhythm.
Her fingers slipped up right into Stevie's oozing peter fluids and smeared it down until his whole dick was wet and sticky. Stevie reached down, unsnapped his pants, then shoved them down. Beatrice released her grip on his hot cock long enough to allow him to shove down his underpants as well. He stood with his Levi's and briefs in a pile around his ankles. His hot erection swayed above his nearly hairless balls. His dick was red from the rubbing she had been giving it. It gleamed like a swollen, flesh-colored pickle beneath the layer of cock juice she had smeared around. He spread his legs apart again, revealing himself shamelessly to his English teacher.
Beatrice maneuvered herself around till she was down on her knees, her ass sticking up into the air. Stevie saw immediately what she wanted him to do. She reached out and squeezed his prick, tugging gently, guiding him around behind her, then released it, letting it smack up against his belly.
Stevie reached down, grabbed her dress, and pulled it clear up over her back. Her panty-clad rectum stared up at him, enticing him on. Stevie grabbed her panties and pulled. He gasped with delight as her naked rear end popped into view.
Beatrice sucked on Toby's throbbing peter harder than ever. A shiver of delight ran up her spine. She was more excited than she had ever been in her life. She felt her panties slide down as Stevie pushed them clear down around her ankles. She lifted her feet one by one so he could pull her panties off completely, then she kicked off her shoes. She was leaning over Toby's burgeoning cock, mouthing and sucking it, the whole lower part of her body completely naked.
Stevie shuffled up closer until his throbbing dick rubbed her buttocks. He pressed against her, forcing his peter in between her naked buns.
Beatrice sucked harder on Toby's cock. She could scarcely believe it. She had intended for Stevie to fuck her dog fashion, to slide his warm pecker up into her snatch from behind. Instead, he was going to stick his rod right up inside her ass.
"Mmmppphhh!" Beatrice's eyes went wide. She moaned around her mouthful of hot, oozing peter. "Nnnggghhh!"
Somehow, miraculously, Beatrice kept from biting down on Toby's quivering erection. She moaned a loud protest, but Stevie was far too excited to even listen, let alone obey her muffled warning. He pushed harder.
Beatrice winced and stifled a silent scream as the whole head of Stevie's jerking prick forced its way up inside her.
"Mmmmpppphhhh! Nnnggghhh!" Stevie grunted desperately and shoved as hard as he could. The upper part of his slippery peter slid in slowly, spreading open the tight walls of Beatrice's anus as it entered. Beatrice raised up, letting Toby's prick slip from her lips.
"Aaaggghhh! Stevie! What are you doing?"
"Mmnnn! Ah, gee, Mrs. Pennyworthy! OOOHHH!" Stevie pushed steadily, driving his hard rod all the way up inside her. Beatrice moaned from the pain. He shoved harder, forcing his hard dick clear up within her until she thought she would faint, then he began bucking his hips, driving his hot cock in and out.
" GGGNNNPPPHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
Beatrice froze into a bent-over, half naked statue of pain. She was sure that the slightest movement on her part would cause his rock hard prick to rip her asshole apart. She dared not move. "Ooohhh, Stevie! Agh, it hurts! Stop! Pull it out! OUCH!"
Stevie was too excited to even consider stopping. He pushed his big dick down, then pulled it halfway out. He drove it in and out again and again. "Aaahhh! Oh, Jeez, it's good!"
Toby stared down at Beatrice's face. Her lips hovered right over his aching, oozing hard-on. He wanted her to push her lips back down over it, to suck it harder than ever and make him cum in her mouth. Beatrice, however, was thinking only about the horrible pain searing her asshole. Her face was screwed up into an expression of agony, but slowly, almost immeasurably, as Stevie continued driving his dick home, her facial expression was transformed first into a bland, unfeeling expression, then, still more slowly, into an expression of pleasure. To Beatrice's utter disbelief, Stevie's dick ravaging her asshole was actually starting to feel good.
She began to relax, and the feeling shooting through her womanly shit tube became even more pleasurable. She was now beginning to enjoy what the hot schoolboy was doing to her. The more she relaxed, the better it felt.
"Mmmnnn!" She gave a little shiver of delight. Her eyes focused back in on Toby's hard, throbbing prick. It stood straight up, pointing right at her wet lips. The whole head of it was covered with a transparent film of sticky cock fluids which were oozing out the slit in the end. Toby trembled with excitement. His quivering rod jerked in spasms that sent the juice surging out the slit even faster. His naked legs trembled with anticipation as he watched Beatrice lower her head back down.
"Aaahhh! Ohhh, yeah!" Toby gave a little shiver as Beatrice's lips pushed down over his slippery peter head. She pulled his hot, aching rod clear into her mouth and began sucking on it eagerly.
"Gggnnnppphhh!" Stevie whined with excitement as he jammed his dick harder, all the way up inside Beatrice's asshole for the hundredth time. Every time he shoved it home, he gave a little gasp. "Ahh, gee!" His stiff, swollen pecker-pole slid in and out again and again. It throbbed violently with each downward plunge and swelled up in size until Beatrice thought her asshole would surely burst.
"Ah, wow! It f-feels so good!" Toby writhed his naked butt down on his hard, wooden desk seat. His cock leaped in spasms in Beatrice's hot, sucking mouth. Surges of creamy boy milk oozed out the tip of his rod. Beatrice lapped up his sticky pre-cum juice eagerly and sucked yet harder to draw up more. She squeezed his dick with her lips. She pushed and pulled with her mouth.
Toby sobbed with pleasure. "Ah, gee, Mrs. Pennyworthy! Ooohhh!" He closed his eyes and gave himself in completely to the delightful sensations shooting through his throbbing tool.
"Mmmppphhh!" Beatrice moaned around Toby's hot prick. Stevie's rod was ramming its way in and out of her squeezing butthole faster than ever. She reached back, grabbed Stevie's hands, and brought them around her body. She shoved his hands right down onto her bushy cunt.
Stevie took the hint immediately. He worked his fingers around in her wiry pussy hair while he drove his peter in and out of her ass. He worked his fingers down between her moist, warm pussy lips and rubbed her twat expertly. He massaged her tingling clitoris with the very tip of his finger until she was moaning loudly with pleasure.
The sensations shooting through Beatrice's cunt mounted to the breaking point. Then she came, her body quivering with pleasure. Wave after wave of electric tingling sensations pulsed through her cunt. She bobbed her head desperately, sucking up a storm on Toby's rock-hard peter pole.
Toby opened his eyes wide and gasped. He tensed up until his legs were quivering, held his breath, and tried to hold back. He moaned. He fought in vain to hold back the mounting sensations in his rod.
"Ooohhh! Ah, no! Mmmnnnggghh v AAARRRGGGHHH!"
Beatrice pulled her lips right up around the head of his rigid peter and sucked harder than ever. She ran her tongue around his throbbing cockhead as fast as she could.
Toby strained with all his might to hold back his surging sperm. It was impossible. "Mmmppphhh!" The muscles in the base of his dick broke like a crumbling dam. "NNNGGGPPPHHH!" Huge globs of semen shot up through Toby's rod. His whole dick pulsated violently. Jet after jet of hot jism shot out his cock slit.
Toby moaned with delight. Beatrice moaned with him as his hot offering gushed into her mouth. She swallowed down his spurts of semen and milked his dick for more.
Her asshole throbbed with half pain, half pleasure. Stevie was forcing his big hard-on in and out as fast as he could. She could feel his peter shaft swell up inside her. His desperate grunts told her he was on the verge of cumming.
"Aaahhh!" She gasped as his cock jerked in a mighty spasm, then erupted. His searing semen came gushing up inside her ass.
"Mmmppphhh! Nnnggghhh!" Stevie slid his spurting pecker in and out and his hands went wild between Beatrice's legs. He slid his fingers all the way up into her juicy cunt.
"Ooohhh! Mmmppphhh!" Beatrice's body rocked in spasms between her two cum-spewing boys. Pleasureful sensations shot through her body. Her heart pounded with excitement until she thought it would burst.
Stevie collapsed over her back as his dick spewed forth the last of his surging jism. Toby writhed in his seat, trembling, begging her to stop sucking.
It was only when Stevie finally pulled his fingers out of her cunt that Beatrice's sanity returned. She gasped as Stevie pulled back, jerking his hard cock out of her ass.
Toby could stand no more. His prick was completely drained, but still she sucked him. He pushed at her head, trying desperately to escape, and succeeded at last. The three of them collapsed, exhausted. The two boys grinned sheepishly at one another. Their dicks were still hard and oozing driblets of after-cum.
"Man, that was great," Stevie panted. "Y-you wouldn't believe how tight her ass is, Toby!"
Toby grinned. "You wouldn't believe how good her mouth is," he said. "She sucks cock like crazy."
Stevie nodded. "I know. She sucked me off this mornin' before she let me fuck her."
Toby stared at him with a flabbergasted expression. "She did it with you this mornin'?"
"Yep! She picked me up on the way to school and drove me to the park. She took off all my clothes and sucked my dick and everything. Then she let me fuck her. Ah, it was great."
Toby eyed Beatrice and thought of his sister. His sister had jacked him off. Maybe she would suck him too, if he asked her real nice. Maybe she would even let him stick his dick in her cunt and fuck her. Just thinking of it made his dick harden up again and jerk in a violent spasm. Beatrice and Stevie laughed and he blushed with embarrassment.
"Oh, oh," Stevie said. "I guess I'd better stop. I'm gettin' him all excited again."
Beatrice smiled, but she licked her lips as she eyed Toby's hot, quivering erection. She was growing excited again, just looking at his naked tool.
Toby blushed still more, but his mind was more on sex than on his own embarrassment. He stared down at Beatrice's cunt. She smiled at him, then got up and pulled up her panties and straightened down her dress.
"Come on, you two," she said. "I've got a class in ten minutes." That was the only thing that was keeping her from climbing right up on Toby and pushing her cunt down around his quivering rod.
The boys rose slowly. She had drained them, but they were still hard and excited and reluctant to leave the room and end their session of sex. They pulled up their pants and zipped them up.
The bell rang outside in the hallway, signaling the end of the class period. Soon a swarm of students would be shoving through the door.
Beatrice watched with regret as Toby and Stevie moved out the door and out of sight down the hallway.
Toby pulled Stevie aside and his eyes shined with excited interest. "How long has she been doin' it with you, Stevie?"
Stevie grinned. "Today was the first time. I told you what happened. She picked me up on the way to school."
"Yeah, but. . . " Toby eyed the floor and shuffled his feet nervously.
"What?" Stevie asked. "Come on, out with it."
"I've just heard things, that's all," Toby said. He seemed embarrassed.
"What kind of things? About Mrs. Pennyworthy and me? I told you today was the first time."
"No, not about you," Toby said. He looked into Stevie's eyes. "I've heard stuff about her and some of the other guys."
"What other guys?"
"I didn't hear any names. I just heard some of the guys sayin' that she was messin' around with some of the boys in her class."
"Come on," Stevie said. "I don't think she'd do that."
"I don't know. S-Stan and ..." Toby stopped suddenly, realizing he was saying too much. "Go on," Stevie said.
"Well, I did hear two names," Toby confessed. "I heard she's been doin' it with Stan and Denny."
Stevie stared at Toby with a surprised look on his face.
"That's not all," Toby said. "I heard Chuck say he was going to find out for himself if she did it with the guys, and if she did, he said he was gonna stick it in her, then tell his father that she raped him."
"When?" Stevie was rightfully worried. Chuck's father was the school principal.
"Right after this next class," Toby said. "He's in the class going into her room right now."
Stevie stroked his chin as he eyed his new friend and he seemed far away in thought. At last he seemed to perk up, and he smiled slowly.
"I guess you want to stop him from gettin' Mrs. Pennyworthy in trouble as much as I do, don't you?"
"Sure, why do you think I'm tellin' you all this?" Toby hesitated. "What are you gonna do, bust in and tell her after class before he gets her to do it with him or what?"
Somehow neither boy doubted that Beatrice would jump at the chance of having Chuck's prick rammed up inside her cunt. They just seemed concerned with how to keep her out of trouble for letting him put it there.
"I've got an idea," Stevie said. "Will you help me?"
"Yeah, but . . . "
"You said that she's been doin' it with Stan and Denny, too?"
"That's what I heard," Toby said. "Why? What have you got in mind?"
"Listen," Stevie said, putting a hand on Toby's shoulder. "Here's what we're gonna do. First we get Stan and Denny in on this. I kinda doubt if they're gonna like the idea of Chuck ratting on Mrs. Pennyworthy any more than we do. Then, the four of us are gonna ..."
CHAPTER FIVE
Beatrice realized that the thoughts she was entertaining were dangerous. Chuck was, after all, not just any boy. He was the principal's son. No teacher in her right mind would even consider the thoughts that were running through her mind. It would appear that the principal's son was treated just like any other boy, but if the truth were told, everyone treated Chuck Kimble with a hands' off policy.
The trouble with Beatrice was that she was not just any teacher. She was an oversexed woman who was not getting what she wanted at home. Her husband stuck his huge, man-sized pecker in her cunt only on infrequent occasions, and she needed it at least half a dozen times a day. Anything in pants caught her eye. A teen-age boy in tight Levi's like Chuck, however, made her blood pound through her veins.
Normally he sat in class stretched out in his seat, completely relaxed, his long legs spread, giving her one long continuous crotch shot. Each day she stared at the shape of his peter in his pants, casting casual glimpses at it, sometimes even catching him daydreaming with his peter half hard between his legs. That was not unusual, however. Beatrice did the same with all the boys. The only difference with Chuck was that she never made him get up in front of the whole class with a half hard-on the way she did the other boys.
Today everything was all wrong. Chuck was not just sitting there casually, daydreaming. He seemed to be staring right at her all through the class with a strange half smile on his face. He seemed to know something that amused him.
Still Beatrice could not keep her eyes off him. She cast sly glances in his direction, glancing straight down between his widespread legs. He caught her looking at his dick several times, and he smiled slightly, as though he knew exact;/ what she was thinking. Once he even reached down and rubbed his half-hard bulge with his fingertips while she watched.
Beatrice's heart pound wildly. She gave a little gasp as she watched him openly rub his hardening penis. She licked her lips unconsciously. The other students in the room seemed to become blurred in her mind. The only person she saw in the whole room was Chuck, sitting there with an erection, rubbing it with his fingers. A tingling sensation began growing in Beatrice's cunt.
She knew she was treading on dangerous ground. It was obvious to the boy by now that she could not keep her eyes away from him. Even the other students were probably beginning to notice, and if they looked around and saw the big bulge Chuck was rubbing in his pants, they would know exactly what she was looking at.
Beatrice licked her lips again. She wanted to see his cock. She wanted him to unzip his pants, pull it out, and stroke it openly. Even more, she wanted to go up to him, get down between his legs, and take it in between her lips. She wanted to suck him off till he came in her mouth.
Chuck seemed to grow even more amused as she eyed his rubbing fingers. He stroked the shape of his Levi-clad cock even more openly. Beatrice gave a little moan as she watched him sitting there. His Levi's were so tight, she could all but see the veins in his pulsating peter as his fingers rubbed up and down. She could see the shape of his rounded balls clearly, and she could see his penis jerking in his pants as he grew more and more excited.
Chuck stared straight at her, his smile bigger than ever. His fingers rubbed harder at his cock, then moved up right to the tip of his pecker and began rubbing his cockhead through the denim. Beatrice watched his prick harden up yet more. His cock was so stiff that she could actually make out the knobby shape of his peterhead pushing against the inside of his Levi's. He ran his fingers lightly over his hard shaft, caressing it right before her eyes. His own eyes twinkled mischievously as he watched her reaction.
It was Stevie all over again, except that this time Beatrice dared not be aggressive with the excited boy sitting before her. She dared not try to seduce the principal's son.
Her cunt tingled. The blood pounded through her veins. A light sweat broke out on her face. She was becoming more and more aroused as she watched him.
Chuck stared straight into her eyes, not in defiance, but with interest. He was letting her know that he was doing this deliberately. Suddenly, to her amazement, he winked at her.
There could be no doubt in Beatrice's mind anymore as to what he was doing. He was deliberately trying to get her to make an advance. He rubbed his hardened cock more openly than ever. It was stiff as a board and straining against his Levi's in detailed outline.
A couple of the boys beside him looked at what he was doing, looked at Beatrice, then grinned and whispered among themselves, chuckling softly.
Beatrice went through the motions of giving her lecture. She talked on without even realizing what she was saying. Her mind was only on one thing, that big cock quivering rock hard in the seat before her, hidden from view by only a thin layer of denim.
The bell signaling the end of class rang out shrilly. Beatrice snapped back to reality. Every boy in class seemed to have an amused smile on his face now, and most of them had half erections pushing up inside their pants. They all jumped up, however, hiding their excitement with their books, and followed the girls out the door. Only Chuck continued to sit there.
Beatrice trembled with excitement. She stared down at her desktop, fidgeting with her lecture papers, pretending to ignore the hot teen-age boy, but her mind was only on him and that big tool between his legs.
Chuck was obviously not going to be ignored. He cleared his throat loudly. When Beatrice still refused to look at him, Chuck rose and walked up to the desk. He cleared his throat again, this time even louder. Beatrice looked up into his eyes. It was all she could do to keep from looking down at the big throbbing bulge in his pants. Her heart pounded with desire.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Pennyworthy," Chuck said politely. "Could I ask you a few questions? I didn't understand the lecture too well today."
Beatrice forced a nervous smile. She was quite unsure of herself. It was the first time she had been flustered in front of one of her students. Usually it was she who was in command. "What is it, Chuck?"
Chuck smiled. That beautiful half smile made him appear once again to know something that she wanted kept secret. "Is it true that Edgar Allen Poe was always high on drugs when he wrote those stories of his?" Chuck asked.
Beatrice was too nervous to meet his gaze any longer. She lowered her eyes. What she saw when she lowered them made her heart pound even harder. Chuck's prick was harder than ever. It was sticking up in his pants like a steel rod, pushing out the front of his Levi's. She could see the outline of his bulbous prickhead clearly. As she watched, he jerked the muscles in the base of his cock, making it jerk in a gigantic spasm.
Beatrice jumped back in her seat in surprise in spite of herself. Chuck smiled again. He sat down on the edge of the desk so that his well-endowed lap was within two feet from her eyes. A wet spot appeared in the front of his Levi's right where his dickhead was pressing.
"You see, I'm interested in things like that," Chuck said. "I like offbeat stuff. Isn't it true that most famous writers were kinky when it came to drugs or sex or something?"
"N-no," Beatrice said. "Some of them, maybe, but certainly not all. Whatever gave you an idea like th-that?" She was becoming more nervous than ever. It was driving her wild, having him sitting right before her with a hard-on. He seemed to be deliberately exciting her for some reason.
Chuck jerked his prick muscles again, making his cock strain out hard at the back of his fly. His pants zipper strained, then slid down ever so slightly, giving way under the force of the powerful prick straining beneath it.
Beatrice stared down wide-eyed at the sight. She could not believe it though it was happening right before her eyes.
"I heard that English teachers were the same way," Chuck went on, ignoring the fact that she had told him that only a few famous authors had perversions. "I heard that English teachers like sex a lot, and that some of them do strange things."
"Who told you this?" Beatrice asked.
"Oh, I don't remember now, Mrs. Pennyworthy. Whoever it was, though, they told me all about some of the things English teachers like to do."
Beatrice swallowed, trying to relieve the growing lump of excitement in her throat. Her eyes widened as Chuck's hand reached down and slid up his leg, caressing his thigh. He drew his fingers up his leg slowly, seductively.
"What did he say that English teachers like to do?" Beatrice asked. She was growing increasingly nervous. She wondered what game Chuck was playing with her. His cock muscle jerked violently in his pants again, and the wet spot in his Levi's grew yet larger.
"I heard that sometimes they mess around with their students," Chuck said. He smiled innocently at her. "It's hard to believe, isn't it? That's what I heard though."
Beatrice forced her eyes away from his cock and looked into his face. "I can't believe that," she said. "I know a lot of English teachers, and I don't think any of them would have sex with the girls in their classes."
"Oh, I'm not talking about the men teachers," Chuck said. He let his hand wander right up his leg to his bulging crotch. Beatrice held her breath. "I'm talking about the women English teachers," Chuck went on. "The ones that mess around with the boys in their classes."
Beatrice gasped. Chuck's fingers were drawing right across his bulging crotch. He drew his fingers lightly over the outline of his hard prick, then let his hand wander away and back to his leg. Beatrice stared down, her heart pounding harder than ever. She raised her eyes to meet his. He was no longer smiling. He was looking at her with a dead serious expression, and his face seemed slightly flushed.
"Have you ever heard of any lady English teachers doin' that?" he asked.
"Having sex with their boy students?" Beatrice asked. She felt as if the whole world was suddenly being pulled from under her feet. Chuck knew. He had to know. Yet, what if he was just testing her? She had to be careful how she answered. "N-no! I don't think so."
"What about you, Mrs. Pennyworthy? Have you ever thought about doin' it with one of the boys?"
"I think you'd better leave now, Chuck," Beatrice said. "I have to get ready for my next class."
"You don't have any more classes today," Chuck said, smiling again. "I checked your schedule."
Beatrice stared at him. Half of her wanted to kill him and the other half wanted to rip off his Levi's and leap upon his surging penis.
"What about it, Mrs. Pennyworthy? Do you like boys?"
"Yes, I like men. I'm normal, but I'm also married, you know."
"Oh, I know, but I'm not talkin' about men. I'm talking about boys."
"Women don't have sex with boys, Chuck," Beatrice said, almost choking on her lie. "I certainly wouldn't. I can't imagine such a thing."
Chuck's fingers were back at his crotch. This time, however, he kept them there. He rubbed the outline of his hard dick openly, pretending to scratch himself.
"Aaahhh, that feels good," he said. "Excuse me, Mrs. Pennyworthy, but it itches. Mmmnnn!" He rubbed his prick harder, moving his fingers up and down over its clearly outlined shape.
"Chuck, I want you to stop that right this instant," Beatrice said. "What would your father say if he saw you doing that?"
Chuck laughed coarsely. "What am I doing wrong?" he asked. "My dick itches, that's all. I've got a right to scratch it when it itches, don't I?"
Beatrice stared down at his crotch, watching his cock jerk in his pants as he rubbed it. With each jerk, the zipper of his pants slid down just a little more. He worked a finger in the opening his descending zipper was making, wormed it around through the slit in his briefs, and started rubbing the skin of his penis itself.
"Stop it, Chuck. Please, I want you to leave."
"That's not what you really want, is it, Mrs. Pennyworthy?" Chuck said, staring at the excited expression on her face. "You're gettin' hot, aren't you? You're thinkin' about try in' something with me, but you're afraid 'cause I'm the principal's son."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, yes you do. I've heard things about you. Unbelievable things. Do you know what some of the guys are saying. They say you-"
"No! I don't want to hear about it!" Beatrice said. She gasped as Chuck forced a second finger in through the opening over his zipper, then a third. His zipper slid down even more with the pressure of his throbbing hard-on and fingers behind it. She could see his white briefs coming into view. She glanced up nervously, casting an anxious glance at the open classroom door.
Chuck looked at the door too and grinned.
"It's not funny," Beatrice said. "What if someone walked by and looked in and saw you doing that in front of me? What would they think?"
Chuck got up, walked over, and shut the door. He turned back around and walked back to the desk. He pulled his zipper tab all the way down as he approached, then began unbuckling his belt.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna get it out and show it to you," Chuck said. "You want me to, and I know it. I know all about you."
"You don't know anything. What have you heard? This is just some kind of trick."
"It's not a trick, and you know it. I know what you've been doin' with Stan and Denny. You suck their cocks, and you let them fuck you. All the boys in school know it. If my dad finds out, you're in real trouble."
Beatrice stared down, watching wide-eyed as he spread his pants open, revealing the entire front of his snowy cotton briefs. His hard cock was clearly outlined. It jerked violently as she watched, and right where the knobby end of his dick was pressing she could see a big wet sticky spot.
"You'd better do everything I say," Chuck said, "or else I'm gonna tell my dad."
Chuck pushed his pants down, letting them fall clear down around his ankles. He hooked his fingers in his briefs.
"No, Chuck! Please, go away and leave me alone." Beatrice trembled in a state of half-panic and half-excitement. She wanted to wrap her tongue around Chuck's hard, swollen cock more than anything in the world, and he was actually ordering her to do just that thing. At the same time, however, it was impossible for her to forget who his father was. If Mr. Kimble ever found out she'd been sticking her hands in his son's pants, firing would be too good for her. He would boil her in oil.
"Ooohhh!" She gasped softly as Chuck pushed down his briefs. His hard boycock sprang up to freedom over tight, rounded balls. The hair on his nuts and around the base of his cock glistened. His big red penis throbbed violently, and the whole head of it was covered with glistening pre-seminal emissions. He stood before her grinning, his cock and balls completely revealed.
"I want you to do with me what you've been doin' with Stan and Denny," Chuck said, "and I can tell just by lookin' at you that you want to do it too!"
The blood was pounding so hard through Beatrice's body that her whole head throbbed. "N-no, I don't!" she stammered. She shook her head violently, trying to deny his accusation, trying to deny the desire throbbing within her, trying to maintain self-control. The vision of the boy's father was fading away as the whole world swam around her in a blur. Only the half-naked boy standing before her, his huge cock swollen up into complete hardness, was in sharp focus. She stared fascinated at it, watching it throb before her eyes. The whole head of his quivering rod was coated with pre-cum juice, and more was oozing out the slit even as she watched.
"Why don't you get down on your knees and do it to me?" Chuck asked. "Put it in your mouth and suck it like you do with Stan and Denny."
Beatrice's whole body was shaking excitedly. She started to move forward in spite of herself, then pulled herself back. "Wh-who told you I did that to them?" she asked.
Chuck grinned. "I can't tell you that."
"Did they tell you?"
He shook his head slowly. "You're not gonna get me to tell you how I found out," he said. "The important thing is that I know. If it wasn't true, you wouldn't be just sitting there letting me show you my cock like this. You'd already be running down the hall to tell my dad."
Beatrice tore her eyes off his cock and stared at the door. It still was not too late. She could get up, run over and go out the door and end this horrible nightmare. If she acted quick, she would be saved.
She glanced back down at Chuck's penis and balls, watching as he wrapped his fingers around his dick and pulled his foreskin down off his cockhead.
"Ooohhh, Chuck. Please, don't do that."
One thing Beatrice could not do, no matter how much her career depended on it, was walk away from a hot teen-age boy just begging to have his dick sucked.
"Come on, Mrs. Pennyworthy," Chuck said. "Do it to me. Do everything to me that you did to them. Jack me off. Suck me. Take off your clothes and fuck me."
"P-please." Beatrice's voice was pleading, but her eyes gave away her excitement. They glittered with lust. Her head spun dizzily. She stared as though hypnotized at the fascinating sight before her. Chuck's fingers tugged down, drawing the foreskin of his burgeoning erection all the way off the head, clear down until his skin was drawn as tight as he could get it. He gasped with pleasure as he squeezed his dick, then began pulling his skin slowly back up again. He began performing a rhythmic up and down ritual, masturbating himself right before her eyes.
He raised his free hand to the buttons of his shirt and began unfastening them one by one. When his shirt was completely unbuttoned, he spread it apart, revealing his naked chest and belly. He was all but nude. Not one exciting detail was hidden from Beatrice's eyes.
Had it been any other boy, Beatrice would have been all over his prick. She was still hesitating, but her resistance was rapidly crumbling.
Chuck's hand was hard at work, jacking and pulling at his dick, drawing the loose outer skin of his peter up and down. His foreskin made a wet popping sound each time it slid up over the bulbous head of his prick.
"Aaahhh! Oh, yeah, that feels good. D-do it for me, Mrs. Pennyworthy. Ooohhh!" He sat down on the edge of her desk, pressing his naked asscheeks down on the varnished oak surface, and he spread his legs as far apart as he could. His big balls jostled each time his hand slid up and down. Beatrice could smell the odor of his genitals. The smell of his dick was like an aphrodisiac. The juices began flowing between Beatrice's legs, oozing way up in the depths of her pussy, preparing the way for the tool that nature intended to work its way up inside her-Chuck's big hard prick. The saliva flowed in her mouth and she breathed heavily. Her pussy was warm and moist with excitement.
"Wh-what do you want from me?" she asked, knowing full well that he would only repeat what he had said before.
Chuck grunted as his masturbating fingers milked up a fresh spurt of clear, pre-cum juice. "Y-you know what I want," he said. "C-come on. Hurry. Do it to . . . OOOHHH . . . me."
Somehow, miraculously, Beatrice managed to hold back a second longer. "You'll tell your father," she said.
Chuck grinned and beat his meat yet faster. His cock made loud popping noises as his hand slid up and down faster and faster. He knew he had won.
"Why, I wouldn't tell on you, Mrs. Penny-worthy," he said, his eyes glistening with excitement at the idea of what his father was going to do to the middle-aged English teacher once he told him what she had done. It would not be the first time he had stuck his peter in a woman teacher, then got her fired, claiming it was she who had made the advances and forced him to have sex with her. It was a game he played to perfection-a game he loved. It made him feel even more powerful than his father.
Beatrice licked her lips as she watched his slippery peter-skin slide up and down.
"Come on, Mrs. Pennyworthy, get down on your knees."
"If I do it, you promise you won't tell your father?"
"Promise." Chuck intended to tell his father no matter what she did-whether she sucked his cock or not. This was a game he could not lose.
She met the excited teen-age boy's eyes.
"You don't have any choice, Mrs. Penny-worthy," he said. "Get down on your knees and do it to me or I'll tell him all about you and those other boys."
Beatrice hesitated a long moment, and then she slowly got up from her chair and lowered herself onto the floor. She crouched down to her knees right before Chuck's naked legs. He stood up and straddled them around her head, brushing her lips with his peterhead, spreading his sticky pre-cum emissions on her mouth.
"Now suck it!" he ordered. He pulled his hand away from his penis. His cockhead throbbed hot and excited against her lips.
Beatrice reached up slowly with her hand. She grasped the base of his prick, held it firmly, and pushed her lips down. She took the whole upper half of it into her mouth in one downward plunge.
"Ooohhh! Ah, yeah!" Chuck stared down with wide excited eyes. "Ohhh, suck me!"
She obeyed him gladly. She wanted to do it-to suck up every last drop of the sticky fluids surging within his balls. She lapped out with her tongue and she began sucking his peter as hard as she could. Her tongue licked up and down, gliding over his slippery peter-skin. She pushed her tongue up to his cockhead, wrapped it around it, then pushed the tip of her tongue right down into his piss slit. She licked up and down the entire length of his prick. She sucked on his hard-on as though that was all she had ever done in her life, working her mouth over it expertly. Her lips pushed and pulled up and down on his peter-skin masturbating it in a fashion that only her peter-pulling fingers could surpass.
"Nnnggghhh! Oh, gee! Aaaggghhh!" Chuck trembled with joy. She was eating him alive. "Oh, Mrs. Pennyworthy, you're really doin' it to me! Oh, wow, it feels good! Mmmppphhh!"
CHAPTER SIX
"OOOHHH!" Kathy squirmed excitedly on the floor of the classroom. Denny was sprawled atop her, and they were both naked. This was one of their favorite places to sneak away from the swarm of teachers and students to fuck. It was one of the few classrooms which they knew how to enter when it was empty and locked. Stan had shown them how, and though he was not here now, the floor was permeated with sperm from his previous sessions with Kathy in this very spot.
"Aaahhh, Denny! Harder! Hurt me! Stick it in as far as it'll go!"
Denny humped Toby's sister wildly. He bucked his hips like a savage animal, driving his swollen peter in and out of her hot, wet pussy. With each downward thrust of his prick they moaned in unison.
"K-Kathy! Ah, man, I love doin' this!" Denny closed his eyes to fully appreciate the beautiful tingling sensations surging through his pulsating peter. His penis was vibrating so hard he could hardly stand it. "Mmmppphhh!"
Kathy stared excitedly at the expression on his face. "Oh, Denny, you're getting ready to cum, aren't you? MMMNNN! I can feel you swelling up inside me. I can feel. . . OOOHHH! Oh, that's good! AAAGGGHHH!"
Kathy thrust her hips up to meet the downward pushes of his body. Denny's hard peter tool quivered into complete hardness, jerked violently, and he gasped with pleasure as a big spurt of hot boy cream shot up through his shaft and out into the depths of Kathy's squeezing cunt.
"OOOHHH! AAAGGGHHH! GGGNNNPPPHHH!"
"Harder, Denny! Ohhh, it feels good! A AARRRMMMPPPHHH!"
They fucked madly, their sweaty bodies rubbing tightly together as their midsections ground in tight contact. Denny moaned loudly as his cock jerked in spasms, shooting up its offering, flooding Kathy's insides with his wet, sticky semen. Kathy matched every moan as his throbbing prick brought her off magnificently, rubbing back and forth over her sensitive clitoris as his cock slid in and out.
"Ooohhh, Kathy!" Denny collapsed atop her naked body, then rolled off to lay naked beside her. Kathy opened her eyes and gasped with pleasure. She sat up and planted a kiss right on Denny's lips, then knelt on down right over his midsection. Denny moaned softly as she began licking his dick clean, then pulled it in between her lips and began sucking on it.
"Aaaggghhh! Oh, no, I can't stand it. Kathy, stop!" Denny's prick was super-sensitive now that it had shot its load. Kathy licked at it sadistically with her tongue, and her mouth sucked on it so hard that Denny wanted to sob with half-pleasure, half-agony. "Nnnggghhh! Oh, gee! Aaarrrggghhh!" Denny squirmed naked on the floor, grinding his bare buttocks against the boards beneath him.
Kathy sucked yet harder. She pushed and pulled with her mouth, sliding his peter skin up and down with her lips. She was literally jacking him off with her lips and sucking him at the same time.
"K-Kathy! Stop, I can't take any more!"
Denny's cock, however, was more realistic. It was growing harder than ever in Kathy's mouth, and it throbbed with excitement as her tongue swept up and down, licking it all over. She sucked up a hidden spurt of pure, creamy jism that had not made it out to her pussy, savored it with her tongue, then swallowed it.
"Mmmppphhh! Aaahhh, gee, Kathy!" Denny's protests were changing into moans of excitement. He tensed the muscles in his legs until they were so tight that his whole body trembled. He gasped with delight as her sucking mouth pulled up still another glob of hot boy semen.
"Mmmnnn! Mmmppphhh!" Kathy moaned with delight around her mouthful of hot, teen-age peter. She ran her hands all over Denny's belly, then down to his legs. She ran her fingers down his trembling legs until he was moaning with delight, then forced them apart with her hands. Denny looked down with excitement, watching as her hands went in between his legs and began caressing his buttocks.
"Mmmnnnggghhh!" She was working her fingers right up into his asscrack, spreading his naked buns apart. He sobbed with pleasure as she worked the index finger of her right hand against the brown puckered opening of his anus, trying to force her fingertip inside. She sucked his cock harder. Her left hand went up to his balls and the base of his cock, grasping them in her palm, kneading them gingerly. She knew where every nerve of pleasure was located between a boy's legs, and she was working on every single one of them as Denny lay spread-eagled before her.
"NNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH!" Denny cried out with delight as the end of her finger forced its way up inside his bung hole. She worked it in by turning it this way and that, forcing it further and further into his ass. "Kathy, what are you doin' to me? Oh, Jeez, it feels good! Aaaggghhh, I can't believe it!"
Denny squirmed naked beneath her. His hot cock was clear down inside her throat one minute, then out so far that only the head of it was in her mouth the next minute. She was bobbing her mouth up and down, pushing her lips over his peter in a rapid, steady movement. At the same time her mouth was sucking him off and her tongue was sweeping out over every square inch of his hot, surging prick.
"Gggnnnggghhh!" He gasped as she worked her finger all the way up inside his butt-hole, then began probing around with it. At last she found what she was looking for. "AAARRRGGGHHH! NNNGGGPPPHHH!" Denny's eyes were wide with disbelief that anything could feel so good. He ground his naked ass down onto her finger while she rubbed his prostate gland gingerly, setting off electric sensations that shot all through his groin and out through his quivering peter shaft inside her mouth.
"Ooohhh! Ooohhh! Ooohhhh!" Denny gasped with delight. He began bucking his hips, forcing his dick to slide in and out of her mouth and making his butt to jack up and down over her probing finger. His eyes filled up with tears he was so happy. Never had he known such pleasure.
"Where the heck are they?" Stevie asked, raising up on tiptoe to peer in through the window of the biology classroom door. "They both have biology this period, I'm sure."
"Maybe they're playin' hooky," Toby suggested.
Stevie met Toby's eyes and nodded. "You might be right," he said. "Let's check the boys' John. Sometimes Stan sneaks in there to smoke a cigarette."
They hurried down the hallway, swung open the door to the boys' restroom, and went inside. The door to one of the toilet booths was shut. They could see the lower part of someone's legs, and smoke was filtering up toward the ceiling over the walls of the booth.
"Stan?"
There was a moment of embarrassed silence. Stevie hurried over to the door of the toilet booth and pulled. Stan was sitting there with a cigarette hanging from his lips, a Playboy magazine propped on his knees, and with his hand wrapped solidly around his completely hard peter.
Stevie laughed. "Oh, oh," he said, "sorry about that, but this is important."
Stan threw him a dirty look. "Can't it wait one minute? I'm almost finished."
"Finished what?" Stan asked. "Smoking or jacking-off?"
Stan smiled sheepishly. He removed his hand from his peter, dropped his cigarette into the toilet bowl, then stood up and pulled up his pants.
"Aren't you even gonna wipe your ass?" Stevie asked.
"Why?" Stan asked. "I didn't come in here for that."
The three boys gathered before the closed door of the restroom, waiting before going out into the hallway where they might be spotted by a teacher who would want to know why they were not in class.
"There's a rumor going around," Stevie began, "and it concerns you. Tell him about it, Toby."
Toby blushed with embarrassment. "It's about you and Mrs. Pennyworthy," he said slowly. "Some of the guys have been sayin' things."
Stan stared at him with wide surprised eyes. "What things? Who?"
"I don't know who started it," Toby said. "I just know that the rumor's goin' all over school. I heard about it in gym class. Chuck Kimble was talkin' about it."
"Oh, no, not the principal's son? That little creep."
"He's gonna find out whether or not it's true," Stevie broke in. "He's in Mrs. Pennyworthy's room right now in class, and after class ... Go on, Toby, tell him."
"He's gonna try to get her to do it to him, too," Toby said, "and after he gets her to do it, he's gonna go tell his dad. He wants to get a piece of her ass and then get her fired."
Stan scratched his head, unable to understand why Chuck would want to do such a thing. He could understand why he wanted to stick his dick in Mrs. Pennyworthy's pussy, but why spoil a good thing by getting her kicked out of school afterward. Why not keep her around so he had a hot pussy just waiting for him anytime he got horny.
"We don't understand why any more than you do," Stevie said, noting the puzzled look on Stan's face. "The important thing is that he's gonna do it, and we've gotta stop him."
Stan nodded slowly. "I agree with that," he said.
"We need all the help we can get," Stevie went on. "Where's Denny?"
Stan stared at him. "Does Chuck know about him and Mrs. Pennyworthy, too?"
"Yep, and he's gonna tell his dad on both of you," Toby said. "You should have heard the things he was sayin'."
"But, how did he find out? How could he know?"
Stevie shrugged. "Don't look at me, I didn't even know about it till today."
"I still don't understand ..." Stan let his voice trail off with disbelief.
"He's gonna do it, that's all we know," Stevie said. "Now, where's Denny?"
Stan led the way out of the restroom. "There's a classroom that's empty this hour," he said. "Sometimes we go there when we've got a girl, or when Mrs. Pennyworthy can find some excuse to sneak away from her class. There's a trick we use to open the lock and get in."
Stevie and Toby followed him down the hall. They made a series of turns through the winding corridors, then stood before a closed classroom door. There was a loud grunting sound coming from the other side of the door.
Stan grinned. "That sounds like Denny, all right," he said. "He must have a chick in there. This ought to be good."
Stevie and Toby watched as Stan pulled a coil of wire from his pocket, straightened it out, and began probing at the key-hole of the door. He grasped the door handle, turned it, and pulled the door open.
Toby's mouth dropped open. He stared, flabbergasted, at his sister as she knelt naked over Denny, sucking on his peter and fucking his asshole with her finger.
"K-Kathy!"
Kathy raised up her head, letting Denny's big oozing peter slide from between her lips, and she stared at her brother.
Denny raised his head too, cursing the intrusion.
The three boys entered the room and shut the door to confront the naked teen-age boy and girl. Stan stared at Kathy, then at Toby. "Oh, no! I never thought. You both have the same last names. You both ..."
Kathy sat up and grabbed her blouse and skirt.
Denny moaned in an agony of excitement. Kathy had tongued and sucked his prick right up to the brink four times, stopping right before he could shoot his load each time. His peter was so hard and throbbing that it almost hurt. The slit in the end opened up and a surge of sticky pre-seminal fluids oozed out onto his cockhead. He gasped as Kathy pulled her finger out of his asshole.
Toby shook his head with disbelief. He stared at his sister, then at Denny, and he shook his head again. Kathy studied his face, her eyes full of concern, then, she relaxed somewhat as she saw him slowly smile. He was staring at her hair-covered cunt, and the gleam in his eyes told her what he was thinking. He had let her put his prick in her hand over the week-end. Now he was obviously thinking about letting her put it somewhere else.
"Ooohhh!" Denny gasped and his whole body stiffened. His cock was too far gone to control. They all stared at his naked midsection as his prick quivered up as hard as it could get, jerked violently, then erupted. His semen came gushing out in spurts, shooting clear up over his belly and onto his chest. Like a living thing, with no means of outside excitement, it shot its load in squirt after squirt of creamy white jism until the whole upper part of his torso was covered with the sticky stuff. He blushed with embarrassment while the others laughed.
While Denny hunted his handkerchief and began wiping up the mess on his belly, Stevie related the problem at hand. "Mrs. Pennyworthy is in trouble," he said. "Chuck Kimble knows what she's been doin' with us, Denny. He's gonna trick her into doin' it with him too, and then he's gonna tell his dad everything."
Denny pulled on his briefs while Kathy slipped into her panties and bra.
"We don't know why he wants to get her canned, but we gotta do somethin'."
Denny nodded as he slipped his naked legs into his Levi's. Kathy looked at first one boy and then another while she pulled on her blouse.
"What's this about Mrs. Pennyworthy?" she asked. "What's she been doing?"
The boys, somewhat embarrassed, explained the situation. They told her how Beatrice had been screwing with them, making them her lovers.
Stan and Denny told her how Beatrice had sucked and fucked them at least once a day for over a year. Stevie told her how Beatrice had picked him up on the way to school that morning and took him to the park to seduce him. Toby told her how he had been called in to see her that very afternoon, and how she had all but raped him.
"Somehow Chuck found out about it," Stevie said. "You can imagine what his dad'll do if Chuck tells him. We'll all be in trouble."
Kathy finished dressing while she listened, and her eyes shined. The boys could just as easily been describing her instead of Beatrice. Kathy was spreading her legs for the boys in school too, but Mrs. Pennyworthy was in an enviable position. She could call them in after school, pretending to want to talk to them about their studies. As a teacher, she could come up with all sorts of reasons for getting a hot, teen-age boy alone, and no one would suspect a thing. Certainly the boys would not talk, except, of course, among themselves.
Chuck was an exception. His reputation for being the two-faced, spoiled brat son of the principal was well deserved. No one trusted him. If Beatrice dared get in his pants, she was asking to be fired.
"We have to hurry," Stevie said. "The class is over now. Chuck is probably alone with Mrs. Pennyworthy right this minute. He might even already have her doin' stuff with him."
They hurried from the classroom, Kathy having to run to keep up with the longer-legged boys. It was as they were rounding a corner in the hallway that Mr. Kimble stepped right out in front of them. It was too late to stop. Stevie went crashing headlong into the principal. He knocked Mr. Kimble off balance, and they both went crashing down to the floor. Toby, Stan, and Denny came rushing headlong atop them. There was a wild tangle of arms, legs, and bodies. Only Kathy managed to stop in time.
"What's going on here?" Mr. Kimble boomed from beneath the pile of long-limbed teen-age boys atop him.
Kathy took one look at the wild scramble of males and stepped around them. The boys would be stalled now. Mr. Kimble would not let them go on their way without raking them over the coals for running in the hallway. It was up to her to try to save Mrs. Pennyworthy. Kathy hurried on down the hallway, leaving her young male friends behind to face the wrath of the principal.
Mr. Kimble pulled himself free from a long leg wrapped halfway around his neck, and rose angrily to stand like an ogre over the pile of boys on the floor.
"Get on your feet!" he roared. He grabbed Toby's arm and wrenched him up to a standing position, then yanked up Stan, Denny, and Stevie. He pushed the boys up against the wall of the hallway and stared at them with flashing eyes. "You boys know the rules. No running in the hallways."
"Please, Sir," Stevie said, "we're in a hurry."
The expression on the school principal's face was cold and hard. He grabbed the front of Stevie's shirt and practically raised him off the ground. "Come down to my office, all of you."
They had no choice. They fell in behind the big principal and followed him reluctantly down the corridor toward his office.
"Wh-what about Mrs. Pennyworthy?" Toby whispered.
"Shhh," Stevie said. "Kathy got away. All we can do is hope that Kathy thinks up some way to save her."
"Quiet back there!" Mr. Kimble boomed. He opened the door to his office and made an impatient gesture to motion the boys inside. Once in, he closed the door. They were in for a full hour of arm waving, burning stares, and vile language as Mr. Kimble straightened up his suit and spilled out his anger. He was too angry to notice that the boys were doing more looking at the clock on the wall behind him than they were paying attention to what he was saying. They squirmed nervously in their seats as the minute hand crept closer and closer to four o'clock. Chuck had now had almost a full hour alone with Mrs. Pennyworthy if he succeeded in carrying out the plan he had outlined in gym class.
The boys knew Mrs. Pennyworthy. Not one of them had the least doubt that Chuck's plan would succeed. The lady English teacher was too hot on boys to resist even the advances of the principal's son for long. They stared at Mr. Kimble, wondering what he would think if he knew his son was getting his cock sucked by one of the teachers right this minute. They pictured Beatrice stretched over her desk, her dress hiked up, her panties down around her ankles, with Chuck, his Levi's and briefs dropped, sprawled atop her, driving his big prick home between her legs.
It was then, suddenly, that Stevie got an idea. He nudged Stan with his elbow, then reached down, grasped his pants' zipper, and pulled it down.
Mr. Kimble suddenly stopped talking. He stared at what Stevie was doing with wide, unbelieving eyes. "What are you doing?"
Stevie stood up, unfastened his belt, and shoved down his pants.
The other boys stared at him with puzzled looks.
"Come on, you guys," Stevie said. "Start undressin'."
They didn't know what Stevie was up to, but they slowly stood and began following his instructions. He was up to something, and whatever it was, they felt sure that it had something to do with saving Beatrice. They pulled off their shirts, dropped their pants, and stood facing the red-faced wrath of the principal dressed in nothing but their briefs.
"GET YOUR CLOTHES ON!" Mr. Kimble roared. He waved his hands like a wildman, screaming violent oaths.
"Mr. Kimble," Stevie said calmly. "What are you doing to us?"
"I said get dressed!" Mr. Kimble screamed. "Pull up your pants right this minute.
Stevie repeated his words, this time louder. "MR. KIMBLE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO US?" He said the words so loud that suddenly the sound of Mr. Kimble's secretary's typewriter in the next room stopped.
Mr. Kimble stared at Stevie with a shocked look on his face. He suddenly realized what the youngster was up to.
"Please, Mr. Kimble. No. Let me pull up my pants."
"Shhh!" the red-faced principal suddenly looked like a trapped animal. He was panic-stricken at the thought of what Stevie was trying to do.
"Sit down, Mr. Kimble," Stevie said.
The big principal obeyed. He knew he had no choice. "What are you trying to do to me?" he asked.
"You know what I'm tryin' to do," Stevie said. "If anyone finds out what you were trying to get us to do, they'll run you clear out of town. They'll run you straight to jail."
Stan stared at Mr. Kimble, then stared at Stevie, and a grin spread slowly over his face. He knew now what Stevie was up to.
"But I wasn't trying to do anything," Mr. Kimble protested weakly.
Stevie stared coldly at the big man sitting before him. "Stan," he said, "did Mr. Kimble try to do anything, or didn't he."
"He made me pull down my pants," Stan said, "just like he did you and Denny and Toby. He said he wanted to see our dicks. He wanted to suck us."
Stevie nodded. "And this isn't the first time," he said. "He keeps calling me in here all the time and making me do things you wouldn't believe."
Toby and Denny stared at first Stan, then Stevie, watching their two friends play-act the roles of two helpless boys who were being seduced by their perverted principal.
Mr. Kimble could stand no more. He stood up, shaking, and waved a signal of defeat.
Stevie smiled grimly. "You'd better sit back down, Mr. Kimble," he said. "We want to tell you a little story."
Mr. Kimble sat back down obediently. He was obviously afraid of the power Stevie had at his disposal.
"I think we can get dressed now, fellows," Stevie said. He glanced at Mr. Kimble. "Just remember," he said, "if Mr. Kimble doesn't do exactly as we say, we're gonna tell everybody that he's a queer. We'll tell our folks how he keeps making us do all sorts of things."
"You've made your point," Mr. Kimble said.
"Just one of us saying it would get him all sorts of trouble," Stevie said, "whether it's true or not. If all four of us tell the same story, he'll be ruined for life. Even people who don't believe us will have doubts."
"What do you want from me?" Mr. Kimble asked helplessly.
Stevie pulled up his pants and fastened them. "It's about one of your teachers, Mr. Kimble. She's been doin' some things that you and the school board wouldn't approve of."
Mr. Kimble narrowed his eyes. "You want me to punish her, is that it?"
"No, we want you to protect her. We don't want anyone to find out what she's doin'," Stevie explained.
"Then don't tell me what it is," the principal said. "I'm afraid I don't see your problem. How can I protect her if I don't know she's done anything."
He seemed to be trying to figure out who they were talking about. At least now he knew it was a woman.
"It's Mrs. Pennyworthy," Stevie went on, "in case you're wondering, and I'm sure you are. She's been doin' things-bad things."
Mr. Kimble's eyes were wide with interest. His eyes grew even wider as Stevie continued explaining how Mrs. Pennyworthy, his high-school English teacher, was getting into the pants of one boy after another, sucking their dicks, jacking them off, and letting them fuck her.
When Stevie had finished, Mr. Kimble stroked his chin thoughtfully. "So in return for my not exposing Mrs. Pennyworthy, you'll keep quiet about my imaginary love for boys?"
Stevie nodded.
"I still don't understand why you told me all this," Mr. Kimble said. "I'll go along with you. I have no choice. I've always been pretty outspoken about my love for the opposite sex, but people will just think I've been trying to cover up." He blushed, ashamed that a few high-school boys could blackmail him by grouping together and making up such a horrible lie. "Why didn't you just keep quiet about it?" he asked. "There's a limit to how much I can protect her anyway. If any of the boys start talking and telling what she does to you, the whole town will be screaming for action."
"Us boys just talk about it among ourselves," Stevie said. "We wouldn't tell any adults."
"Then why worry?"
"Because there's one boy in school who wants to get her in trouble. He's with her right now. He's tricking her into messin' around with him, and then he's gonna come and tell you everything."
Mr. Kimble's eyes narrowed into slits. He seemed to be remembering his own youth and his hatred for some tattle-tale acquaintance of younger days. "I know how my fellow students and I would have reacted to such a situation when I was in high-school," Mr. Kimble said. "We would have been waiting for your young traitor friend after school. Might I suggest that alternative in your case?"
"I don't think you understand, Mr. Kimble," Stevie said. "You see, the boy who wants to get her in trouble is your son. It's Chuck."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kathy stopped in the hall right in front of the closed door of Beatrice Pannyworthy's classroom. She could hear muffled voices inside. Bending down, she peered through the keyhole. What she saw made her gasp with surprise.
Beatrice was down on her knees sucking on Chuck Kimble's peter. Chuck's pants and briefs were in a pile around his ankles, and Kathy could see everything he had, even most of his cock as Beatrice's mouth bobbed up and down on it, pulling it in to suck on it, then letting it slide almost completely out again and again.
"Gggnnnppphhh! Oh, Mrs. Pennyworthy! Ah, that feels good! Uuummmppphhh!"
Beatrice's hands were all over Chuck's naked legs as she sucked his dick. She fondled his balls, ran her hands up over his belly, ran them down his legs, and fondled his butt. It looked like she could not get enough of touching him.
Kathy grew excited in spite of herself. She wished it was her kneeling down in front of Chuck instead of Beatrice. She would enjoy sucking on Chuck's big peter. Just looking at it as it slid in and out of Beatrice's mouth made Kathy salivate. She could see the veins pulsating in the sides of his shaft. His dick was growing redder by the moment as more and more blood was pumped into it, swelling it up, making it thicker and longer than ever.
"Ooohhh!" Kathy gave a little gasp of delight as she saw a strand of sticky fluid dangle down from Beatrice's lips.
"NNNGGGPPPHHH! MMMPPPHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!" Chuck moaned loudly. Kathy saw his buttocks squeeze tightly together, saw his legs tremble, and saw him gasp with joy. He was cumming. He was shooting his load right into the English teacher's mouth. Kathy could hardly believe it.
"What ya doin', Kathy?"
"Ohhh!" Kathy spun around with surprise. Otis was standing right beside her, looking down, grinning stupidly.
"Otis! You scared me to death!"
"What are ya lookin' at?" Otis asked. "Can I look too?"
"No! Go away, Otis, I'm busy."
"Is Mrs. Pennyworthy doin' things again?" Otis asked.
Kathy stared at him. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"I come by here all the time and look through the keyhole just like you're doin'," Otis said. "I like watchin' what Mrs. Pennyworthy does in there. It's real interestin'."
Kathy grew pale. "You like watching her do what, Otis? What do you see her do when you look in through the keyhole?"
"Nnnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" The muffled moans Chuck made as his semen shot into Beatrice's mouth could be heard plainly, even where they were standing out in the hallway.
"Ah, she is doin' it," Otis said. "She's got a boy in there, doesn't she? She's always got a boy in there when she doesn't have class. I love watchin' what she does with them. Who's she got in there now? Is she suckin' his dick or lettin' him fuck her?"
"Otis! Stop talking like that!" Kathy said. "Who ever put ideas like that in your head!"
"I talk to the other boys," Otis said simply. "They've told me all about it. I tell them what I see when I look through that keyhole, and they tell me what Mrs. Pennyworthy was doin'. At first I didn't know why she liked takin' guys' peters in her mouth, but then the guys in gym class told me that she must be suckin' them off, that she liked swallowing the stuff that comes out of their peters. They like hearin' me tell what she does in there."
Kathy frowned. She heard another moan from the classroom as another big spurt of semen shot up and out of Chuck's spewing peter.
"Otis?" Kathy whispered softly. "Is Chuck Kimble in your gym class?"
Otis grinned. "Gee, Kathy, how did you know?"
Kathy shook her head slowly. "Just a lucky guess." Now it was clear who was spreading the rumors about Beatrice Pennyworthy through the school. Simple, dull-minded Otis, who meant nobody any harm, was on the verge of ruining the career of one of the best English teachers ever to set foot in the high school. Whatever Beatrice's personal faults, she was an excellent teacher.
"Listen, Otis," Kathy said gently, "you mustn't tell anyone what you see Mrs. Pennyworthy doing. Do you understand?"
Otis shook his head back and forth slowly. "N-no! Gee, why not? The guys all like it when I tell 'em. They pay attention to me then."
"I know, Otis, but you still mustn't talk about it. You'll get Mrs. Pennyworthy in a lot of trouble. You wouldn't want that, would you?"
"Well, n-no, but . . . "
"Promise me you won't say anything more about the, things you've seen," Kathy said. "And promise you'll stop looking through the keyhole."
"I don't know," Otis said. "I still don't see what's wrong with it. I don't wanna get Mrs. Pennyworthy in trouble, but..." Otis scratched his head. He had lost track of what he was going to say.
"Otis, there are some people who think what Mrs. Pennyworthy does in there is bad."
"You mean suckin' on boys' dicks and lettin' 'em fuck her?"
Kathy nodded. She would have laughed at any other time, but this was too serious a matter to take lightly.
"That's bad?"
Kathy shrugged. "Some people think it is," she said.
"I still don't understand," Otis said.
"Listen, Otis, I can't talk about it now."
A disappointed look flooded Otis' face.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow," Kathy promised. "We both have study hall at the same time. We'll sit together at the back of the room, and I'll explain everything to you. O.K."
Otis nodded reluctantly.
"Promise you won't say anything to anyone until then?"
He nodded again, and smiled. "If you'll promise me somethin'," he said. "You gotta promise to show me how it feels, what she does."
Kathy stared at him uncertainly. "You want me to . . . me and you?"
Otis nodded proudly. "I saw you doin' it with Stan in the supply closet. I want you to do it with me too."
Kathy smiled in spite of herself. She stared at Otis, suddenly seeing him in a new light. He was really a handsome boy. He had an imperfect mind imprisoned in the body of a young Greek god. The idea of having sex with him was far from repulsive. The idea had simply never occurred to Kathy before.
"All right," she said. "I'll think about it." She wondered if she dared consider such a thing. Otis was already on the verge of exposing Mrs. Pennyworthy's sex activities to the whole city. Kathy decided that she would have to think it over.
"Go on now, Otis," she said. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"In study hall?"
She nodded. She gave him a gentle push, sending him on his way.
The classroom behind Beatrice's closed door had become very quiet while Kathy had been talking to Otis. Kathy bent back down the minute Otis was out of sight, and pressed her eye back over the keyhole.
She could scarcely believe it. Beatrice Penny-worthy was still sucking on Chuck's penis. Kathy wanted to pinch herself to make sure she was not dreaming. Chuck had just shot his load only a short moment ago, yet his cock was as big and hard as ever, and he seemed even more excited than he had when Beatrice had made him cum.
"Mmmppphhh! Nnngggppphhh!" Chuck moaned with delight and thrust his hips forward, forcing his long hard dick all the way down into Beatrice's throat. Beatrice squeezed his nuts gently with one hand and caressed his naked legs with the other. She pushed and pulled with her mouth, pulling the skin of his peter up and down. She was literally jacking him off with her lips while she sucked him and played with his balls.
Kathy cast a quick look up and down the hall to make sure no one was in sight, then thrust a hand up her skirt, snaked it inside her panties, and began rubbing her hot, excited cunt. She wormed a finger right up inside her pussy and eased it in and out, fucking herself while she watched Beatrice give Chuck a second, beautiful blow-job.
"Gggnnnppphhh! Oh, Mrs. Pennyworthy! Aaahhh!"
Beatrice sucked yet harder on Chuck's solid prick. She pushed and pulled with her lips. She tugged his peter skin up and down until he was sobbing with delight and sucked as hard as she could to make him sob yet louder.
Still Beatrice wanted more cock. She pushed her lips down yet further, and took one of Chuck's big testicles into her mouth, then sucked in the other. Every cubic inch of the boy's genitals was in her mouth.
"Ohhh!" Kathy gasped with disbelief and thrust her finger clear up inside her pussy tube, then jammed a second finger up to join it, then yet a third. She brought her thumb to her clitoris and rubbed it excitedly while she drove her fingers in and out at a steady, fucking rhythm. Momentarily she forgot why she was here. The exciting scene taking place on the other side of the keyhole was driving her wild with lust.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnn-ggghhh!" Chuck grunted loudly and thrust his hips forward again and again, driving his quivering peter in and out of the hot wetness of Beatrice's mouth. His peter and balls were still out of sight, but as Kathy watched, Beatrice pulled her head back a little, letting his nuts plop out one by one. She drew her mouth clear up to the head of his cock and began giving a tongue job to the tip of his peter. It drove Chuck wild.
"GGGNNNPPPHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!" His whole body shook with excitement. He strained his hot body, and especially the muscles in his prick. He fought in vain to hold down his load of semen. It was useless. Beatrice knew how to break down his resistance completely. She pushed her tongue right down on his cock, licking it all over as hard as she could, and she set up such a powerful suction with her mouth that he almost screamed with excitement.
His dick swelled up, lengthened, and throbbed violently.
"Ooohhh! Aaaggghhh! I'm g-gonna cum! I can't hold back! Uuunnnggghhh! AAARRRGGGHHH! GGGNNNGGGHHH!"
Chuck tensed up his body until it was stiff as a board. His cock jerked in violent spasms clear down inside Beatrice's throat. Kathy could see spurts of semen gushing up beneath the cockskin at the base of his prick.
Beatrice drew her mouth up to his cockhead, and now Kathy could see all but the very tip of his organ. Kathy finger-fucked herself faster than ever while she watched Beatrice tongue the boy's peterhead and suck up spurt after spurt of his gushing semen.
"Mmmppphhh! Uuunnngghhh!" Chuck's whole body quivered. His cock slit opened and shut again and again as spurt after spurt of hot jism gushed out against the roof of Beatrice's mouth.
The tenseness of his body broke. He shook in spasms as his dick throbbed in violent orgasm. "Mmmppphhh! AAARRRGGG!"
Beatrice sucked down every drop of cum she could suck up from his balls. She sucked until Chuck cried out for mercy and pushed her head away.
"Aaahhh!" Chuck gave a little shiver of delight. His cock jerked, forcing up a final spurt of after cum out of his cockslit and onto his belly. He grinned sheepishly while Beatrice admired his swollen prick. "Wow, you really know how to give a blow job, don't you?" he asked.
Beatrice smiled. "You didn't seem to have any objections," she said.
Chuck laughed. "Now it's time for the second part," he said. "I want you to show me your pussy."
Beatrice straightened up with surprise. Kathy froze outside the door, wondering what Beatrice would do. She watched as the English teacher stood up, sat on the edge of her desk, and frowned.
"Come on," Chuck said, "show it to me. I let you see me, now you have to let me see you." He stared up Beatrice's creamy legs as she sat before him on the edge of her desk. "I can already see your panties," he added. "P-pull up your dress a little."
"Do you realize what you're asking me to do?" Beatrice asked.
"Yeahhh. I wanna see your cunt. Show it to me."
Beatrice smiled slowly. She could scarcely believe the homy youngster. Sucking on his hard peter had excited her, however, and she was too far gone to consider stopping now. Besides, after sucking on his cock, letting him stick it in her would be no worse, and she felt reasonably sure that this was what he had in mind, fucking her.
She stood up slowly. The grin on Chuck's face broadened. He stared at her with eager eyes. She grasped her dress, hiked it up just a little, then pulled it clear up around her waist. Chuck trembled before her. His prick jerked up into renewed hardness as he saw her pink panties suddenly revealed in their entirety.
"N-now pull down your panties," he ordered.
Beatrice licked her lips, still tasting the traces of his hot sperm upon them. She watched Chuck's cock jerk on his belly harder than ever. His balls hung full and round beneath his erection, still heavy with sperm. Chuck reached down and ran his fingers through his pubic hairs and toyed with his balls, then grasped his cock. He began slowly, rhythmically jacking off his peter. "G-go on," he urged. "Pull 'em down, please."
Beatrice hooked her thumbs in her panties and slowly pushed them down. Her hair-covered snatch came into view right before Chuck's eager face.
"Ooohhh!" His hand jerked up and down faster on his peter. "That's great. Ah, I just knew you'd do it. You had to."
Beatrice shoved her panties all the way down her legs and stepped out of them. Chuck held out his free hand while he jacked off with the other. She handed him her panties, knowing that was what he wanted. He took them, held them up to his face, and pressed them atop his nose and mouth.
"Oh, great! Ooohhh!" His hand flailed up and down on his burgeoning cock. The foreskin popped steadily every time it slid on and off his bulbous cockhead. "Spread your legs," he said. "Pull the lips of your pussy open. I really wanna see it."
Beatrice was a little embarrassed. She did not mind showing her charms to a boy, but Chuck's attitude made it all seem dirty. He was leaning forward, studying her pussy eagerly while he masturbated.
"Come on," he urged.
Beatrice put her fingers on each side of her cuntal crevice and separated the warm, moist lips of her pussy. Chuck stared excitedly at the wet, pinkish interior of her pussy and licked his lips. The room was filled with the wet popping sound of his hand jacking up and down on his peter. He was jacking off furiously.
"Stick your fingers up in it," Chuck ordered. "P-play with yourself."
Beatrice stared at him. "You're going too far now, Chuck," she said. She started to reach down for her panties. Chuck grabbed her wrist and held it firmly.
"Come on," he urged. "Stick your finger in it. I'm lettin' you look at me jack off. Let me see you do it a little, too."
Beatrice stared at him a long moment before she finally decided to oblige. She finally decided, why not? She had already jacked him off and sucked on his dick. She had shown him her cunt and spread it open for him. Reaching down slowly, she spread open her pussy lips again. Chuck held his breath, waiting. He gasped as she inched a fingertip up inside her cunt hole. She shoved up a second finger, then a third.
Chuck was wild with excitement. He moaned loudly and jacked off faster than ever.
"Ooohhh!" Beatrice shivered with delight. She worked her fingers all the way up and moved them around. Her thumb found her clitoris and began massaging it gingerly. She masturbated shamelessly before the boy.
Boy and teacher eyed each other, watching one another's fingers work on their genitals. They panted with excitement and increased the intensity of their masturbation. Chuck's hand pounded up and down on his hard, red meat. Beatrice thrust her fingers in and out of her cunt, literally fucking herself with her fingers.
Kathy trembled outside the door. Her body was being worked up into a fever pitch of excitement by her masturbating fingers while she watched Chuck and Beatrice through the keyhole. The sound of footsteps down the hallway made her jerk her hand out from beneath her skirt and straighten up before the door. She hurried over out of sight behind a row of wall lockers.
Two boys walked down the hallway talking softly to themselves, and as they came to Beatrice's door they stopped and grinned.
"You think old Chuck's done yet?" one asked.
The other shrugged. He bent over and peered through the keyhole. His whole body stiffened as he caught sight of what was taking place on the other side of the door. "Oh, man, I don't believe it."
"What're they doin'?"
"They're sittin' there playing with themselves. Chuck's jackin' off and Mrs. Pennyworthy is stickin' her fingers in and out of her pussy. I can't believe it."
"Come on, Eddy, let me see!"
Eddy moved back and let his friend bend over to take a peek.
"Ah, Jeez! Look at 'em!"
"I guess old Chuck hasn't got her to let him stick it in her yet," Eddy said. "We'd better wait awhile. It shouldn't be too long."
"Oh, this is great. I can see everything."
"Come on, Phil, let me have another look."
Phil straightened up, grinning. "Go ahead," he said, "but hurry. This is too good. We're gonna have to take turns."
Kathy watched the two boys cautiously. Big bulges were starting to appear in the fronts of their pants. They were getting all hot and excited watching through the keyhole.
"Hey," Phil said. "Keep your eyes open to make sure no one comes along. I'm gettin' too horny." Kathy moaned softly as she watched Phil unzip his pants and haul out his completely hard rod. He grasped it in his hand and began gliding his fist up and down, sliding the skin over his shaft. "Ooohhh! Look at 'em."
"What're they doin' now?" Eddy asked.
"Chuck's makin' her lay down on the desk. Oh, Gee, this is it. He's crawlin' up on her. He's gonna stick it in."
"Let me look!"
"Wait! Ooohhh! It's in her. He stuck it in. She's squirmin' like crazy, and you should see old Chuck."
Eddy pulled Phil away from the door excitedly. "Come on, Eddy, let me see." Eddy stooped down and peeked eagerly through the keyhole. "Ah, man! He's fuckin' her. He's really doin' it." Eddy fumbled with the front of his pants, kneading his hard rod through his Levi's.
Phil glanced up and down the hallway to make sure they were alone, then dove down the moment Eddy gave him his next turn at the keyhole. While Phil masturbated openly, skinning his dick up and down at a rapid steady rhythm, Eddy kneaded and rubbed his bulging penis through his Levi's.
Kathy kept herself flattened against the wall, watching them excitedly, and praying silently at the same time that Stan, Stevie, Denny, and Toby would hurry up and get there. She still had not yet worked out a plan for keeping Chuck from getting to his father to tell him all about Beatrice Pennyworthy and her love for boys. The presence of sex all around her was clouding her thinking, working her up to a high state of excitement, making logic impossible.
"Oh, wow, look at him stick it to her. In and out. In and out. Oh, Jeez, Eddy, this is great."
Phil raised up, giving his friend another turn at the door. He glanced up and down the hallway, and then he glanced over right where Kathy was hiding. His eyes widened, and his hand froze around his throbbing erection.
"Wh-who's there?" he asked.
Kathy uttered a frightened sob.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Uuunnnggghhh! Ah, gee, it feels good! Mmmppphhh!" Chuck stared down between their bodies, watching his penis slide in and out of Beatrice's steaming cunt. Her legs were spread wide, and she had reached down and was fondling his balls as he fucked her. "Aaahhh! Oh, gee, what are you doin' to me?"
Beatrice moaned in reply. She was in ecstasy. Chuck's hard peter was filling her completely, and rubbing the walls of her cunt beautifully as he forced it in and out by bucking his hips. Her heart pounded as he humped atop her, driving his surging rod home again and again.
"Mm m nnnggghhh!" Chuck moaned with appreciation. "It's b-beautiful. Ah, Jeez, you're tight!"
Beatrice closed her eyes and trembled. She squeezed Chuck's balls gently, and she arched up her midsection rhythmically to meet the downward plunges of his burgeoning tool. His hard chest pressed down against her tits and their legs intertwined. "Ahhh, Chuck!" She floated into ecstasy as Chuck's hot prick rubbed up and down in her crack. She could feel every inch of his pulsating peter pressing against her sensitive cuntal walls. His prick was like a living animal entering her hole and taking it over as its home.
"Oh, Chuck! Fuck me! Faster! Push it all the way in!" Beatrice was wild with passion. Her body shook with pleasure.
Chuck pulled his midsection up, drawing his big hard cock almost completely out of her cunny hole, then driving it back down hard. He repeated the motion, fucking her hard and furiously, trying to hurt her and make her cry out in pain. The rougher he became, however, the better Beatrice seemed to like it.
Chuck's slippery peter slid in and out. He fucked Beatrice at a rapid, steady rhythm. His cock swelled up inside her, pressing even harder at the inner walls of her cunt. Beatrice squeezed her legs even tighter together. She was milking his peter with her muscles as he drove it deep into her again and again.
"Gggnnnppphhh! Ahhh, Chuck! Ooohhh! F-faster! Uuunnnggghhh!" She was almost screaming with pleasure. "GGGNNNPPPHHH!" She bucked her hips up to meet Chuck's thrusts. The smooth skin of his hard cock rubbed all around inside her sex. Waves of pleasure shot out from her cunny, enveloping her body.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Chuck opened his eyes wide and stared down into her face. "Ohhh, n-no! I'm g-gettin' ready to cum!"
"No! Not yet, Chuck! Nnnggghhh! OHHH!" Beatrice felt his dick swell up inside her. She felt his sperm move up through his quivering hard-on. It surged up in pulsating waves, then she felt a sudden, hot wetness spurting out all over her cunny walls.
Chuck bucked madly atop her.
"Nnnggghhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Uuummm-ppphhh!"
His swollen peter spewed forth its creamy contents, shooting glob after glob of hot boy milk deep within her pussy. He coated its insides with a thick layer of sticky male icing.
"OOOHHH, CHUCK!" Beatrice's body shook with pleasure. She stiffened up beneath him, then broke loose in a series of spasms that made the desk shake beneath them. Her orgasm rocked through her body. Her heart pounded until she thought it would burst.
"AAAR RRGGGHHH! NNNGGGPPPHHH!" Chuck cried out with joy. Glob after glob of his hot boy jism gushed forth to fill up her cunny hole. At last, his prick still jerking in spasms, he collapsed atop her, holding her tightly, pressing his naked chest hard against her big womanly tits. His penis pulsed within her belly, spurting forth the last dribbles of his load.
"Oh, Chuck! Th-that was b-beautiful!" Beatrice stared lovingly into the boy's eyes. Chuck, however, seemed suddenly cold and distant. He raised up, almost brutally pulling his quivering rod out of her hole, and grinned perversely.
Beatrice stared at him. "What's wrong, Chuck?"
He laughed, as though at some secret that seemed to amuse him.
"You were good, Chuck," Beatrice said. "Real good. I hope you liked it too."
"It was all right," Chuck said, his voice barely audible. It was a different Chuck standing before her now, pulling up his briefs and Levi's. Certainly it was not the same boy who a minute before had been crying out with pleasure as he drove his jerking peter down into her hot, wet pussy.
"We'll do it again, Chuck," Beatrice said. "That is, if you want to?" She made her sentence sound like a question, and she studied his face eagerly, hoping he would jump at her offer like the boys she had seduced before him.
"Oh, I don't know," Chuck said. He avoided her eyes. "Maybe."
Beatrice was suddenly at a loss for words. She had seduced Stan, Denny, Stevie and Toby, but they had been different. Not one had reacted like this.
"Chuck, what's wrong? Are you mad at me?" He stared at her coldly while he buttoned up his shirt and tucked it in. "No, I'm not mad at you."
"You're disgusted?"
He shook his head negatively. "Listen,, why make a big thing out of it? It's over. You got into my pants. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"
A cold shiver ran over Beatrice's body. She sat up and pulled down her dress, suddenly ashamed. She reached for her panties, but Chuck grabbed them before she could get them. He forced a thin smile, folded them up, and stuffed them into a hip pocket of his Levi's. "I want 'em for a souvenir," he lied. Actually he intended to show his father her panties as proof she had seduced him.
"Chuck, I didn't make you do this. You wanted to. Y-you actually forced me to do it with you."
Chuck's eyes grew into narrow, almost evil slits. "Sure," he said, his voice without emotion. "If that's the way you want to tell it."
"B-but it's true," Beatrice said. "Your father ... I never would have tried anything with you on my own, Chuck. If you ever told your father ..."
"You should have thought of that before you forced me to have sex with you," Chuck said, smiling. He walked over, picked up his books from his desk, and headed for the door.
"Chuck!" Beatrice called out after him. He turned with his hand on the doorknob. "Y-you aren't going to tell him, are you?"
The boy's smile was gone. He stared at her coldly, not even bothering to answer, opened the door, stepped out, swung the door shut behind him, and was gone.
Beatrice sat at her desk in a state of shock. Something was horribly wrong. She felt like she had just been tricked. Surely Chuck would not practically force her to have sex with him and then run and tell his father everything. Still, he seemed almost to have been playing some sort of fiendish game, a game in which only she, Beatrice Pennyworthy, would be the loser.
The minute Chuck closed the classroom door behind him, things began to become more complicated. Phil and Eddy were waiting for him just as planned, but with them, backed up against a wall and white as a sheet, was a girl.
"I w-was just getting in my locker," Kathy said.
"Come on, Kathy," Phil said. "Your locker is clear on the other side of the building. You were hiding. You were watching us."
Chuck walked up beside his two friends and stared at Kathy. "What's she doin' here?" he asked. He looked at Phil, then at Eddy, waiting for an answer. One thing that could not help but catch his eye was the big bulge sticking out in the front of each of his friend's pants.
"We were waiting for you outside the door," Eddy said, "and she was hiding over there behind those lockers watching us."
Chuck shrugged. "So?"
Phil blushed. "We were doin' a little more than just waitin'," he admitted. "We were peeking through the keyhole and talkin' about what you were doin'. We were even ..." Phil stammered, unable to finish his sentence.
Kathy was desperate. She was not afraid of these three boys but she was afraid that she would not be able to stall them long enough for reinforcements to arrive. Chuck had successfully completed Phase I of his plan. Beatrice Pennyworthy had sucked him off and even let him fuck her. Unless Kathy could find some way of stalling him, Chuck would now carry out Phase II, and tell his father everything.
"We were playin' with our dicks," Eddy said at last. "She watched us do it."
Chuck stared at first his friends, then at Kathy. A grin slowly spread over his face. "You got all horny watchin' me through the keyhole, huh?" He beamed proudly. In the next instant, Chuck changed his facial expression from that of a gloating boy who had conquered a female to one of anguish.
"She m-made me do it," he stammered painfully. "She made me pull down my pants and she did all s-sorts of things to me. She sucked on my p-prick and then, after she made me cum, she undressed. She made me f-fuck her."
Phase II was beginning. Kathy stared up and down the hallway desperately, praying that Stan, Denny, Toby, and Stevie were on their way. Their was only silence in the corridors. The school was almost completely empty. Everyone else had already left, and the boys must still be in the principal's office. Everything still depended on Kathy.
"Come on, you guys," Chuck said. "I g-gotta tell my dad what Mrs. Pennyworthy did to me. He's gonna kill her when he finds out."
Kathy trembled as she watched the three boys move off down the hallway. She racked her mind desperately, trying to think of a way to stop them. She ran after them, caught up to them, and pressed in between Chuck and Phil.
"Tell me what she did, Chuck," Kathy said. "I want to hear it."
Chuck stopped and stared at her. Phil and Eddy stared at her too, with lust-crazed eyes. Watching Chuck screw Beatrice had given them hard-ons that just would not go down. Kathy's catching them in the act of playing with themselves and having to stop had not helped anything. They eyed Kathy now not as an intruder, but as a possible outlet for the desires surging through their bodies.
"I already told you," Chuck said. "She gave me a blow-job and made me fuck her."
Kathy put a hand on Chuck's shoulder and rubbed it gently. She moved her face right up next to his until he could feel the heat from her body.
"I want you to show me," she said.
It was the only thing she could think of. If she could trick the three boys into having sex with her, it would give Stevie and the others time to come to her aid. Stevie would know what to do then.
Kathy reached down with her hand and caressed Chuck's Levi-clad rectum, running her hand over his buns. "Show me, Chuck," she begged.
Chuck stared at her with disbelief. "You want to suck my dick?"
Kathy nodded. "And Eddy and Phil too. I want to do all of you."
"Ooohhh, Jeez!" Eddy let out a low moan of excitement.
Phil just stood there trembling, his hard-on-jerking in his pants. A wet spot appeared in the front of his Levi's right where his throbbing cockhead was pressing.
"L-let her, Chuck," Eddy begged. "Ah, man, this is too good to believe."
Chuck stared up and down the hallway. His own dick was growing hard too. Surprising, in view of the fact that Beatrice had drained it three times. "Where can we go?" Chuck asked.
The sound of a door slamming shut behind them made them all turn around. Beatrice had just left her classroom and was heading down the hallway away from them.
"Come on," Chuck said. "We'll use her room. She's not gonna be needin' it anymore anyway, not after I tell my dad what she did to me!"
Chuck led the way back down the hallway toward Beatrice's room. Beatrice heard their footsteps and turned. She studied the little group with weary eyes, but only briefly, then turned her head back around and headed on away from them.
She was still in a state of shock from the unusual treatment Chuck had given her after shooting his load up between her legs. She walked on, her naked legs rubbing together beneath her dress, her cunt still uncovered and Chuck's semen trickling down onto her legs. Walking around without any panties was making her excited in spite of how he had acted, spoiling everything as he had when it was over.
She turned down a side corridor and out of 'sight, and Chuck began prying at her door. "Hey, great! She didn't even lock it. I got her so shook up she doesn't even know what she's doin'."
Chuck opened the door, switched on the light, and led the way in. He let Eddy, Phil, and Kathy enter, then shut the door.
"This is gonna be great," Eddy said. His huge cock was straining against the front of his Levi's. He reached down and rubbed it through the denim material of his pants.
Phil was even more excited. He began ripping off his clothing, and he was down to his briefs in just a few seconds.
Chuck grinned as he stared at Kathy. "Well?" he asked.
Kathy forced a smile. She began unbuttoning her blouse. If she wanted to stall the boys, it was going to have to be with more than just words. She was going to have to go all the way.
"This'll have to be quick," Chuck said, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off his naked torso. "I wanna catch my dad before he leaves the building. I can hardly wait to tell him about Mrs. Pennyworthy. When he finds out what she did to me, he's gonna shit."
Kathy dropped her skirt, and she stepped out of it. She stood before the three boys wearing nothing but her panties and bra.
"Ooohhh!" Phil shivered with delight. "Let me help you, Kathy!" He hurried around behind her, his hard cock sticking up stiff in his underpants, making a tent of the thin cotton material covering it. He fumbled awkwardly with the straps of Kathy's brassiere, then finally succeeded in unfastening them. Her brassiere dropped away to the floor and her breasts spilled free right before their eyes.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, Jeez, look at her!" Eddy gasped with delight. He pushed down his Levi's and kicked them aside.
Kathy trembled with excitement. She wondered if she was doing this because she wanted to help Mrs. Pennyworthy, or because she really wanted to have sex with these three boys. Watching Beatrice and Chuck through the keyhole while she finger-fucked herself had made her cunt so hot it was all but steaming. Kathy had to admit that what she was about to do was going to be easy. She wanted these boys. She wanted to see each and every one of them naked, to suck on their big pricks, and to let them, one by one, ram their huge hard-ons clear up inside her aching cunt.
"Mmmnnn!" Phil sighed with pleasure as he reached around and cupped a trembling hand under each one of Kathy's swollen tits. "Ah, they're so soft and warm."
The three boys were all stripped down to just their underpants. Kathy was wearing only her panties. Kathy smiled and pried Phil's hands away from her breasts. She reached down, hooked her thumbs in her panties, and peeled them down her legs.
Her hair-covered snatch was suddenly revealed. She kicked her panties aside and stood completely naked in front of the boys.
"Nnnggghhh! Oh, man, look at 'er!"
Kathy rubbed her breasts with her hands and drew her fingers down her thighs, then down into her bush of cuntal hair. She grasped the lips of her pussy and spread them apart, splaying open the whole pink interior of her girlish gash.
"OOOHHH!" Phil's prick jerked in his underpants. The whole front of his briefs was stained with wet pre-cum jism where the juices were oozing out his throbbing peterhead.
Kathy smiled and fell to her knees. She waddled up to Phil until she was right between his legs. His brief-clad midsection was at a level right with her face. She could see the outline of his hard-on straining beneath the thin cotton fabric of his underwear. She could smell the maleness of him so strongly that she could almost taste it.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Phil's naked legs trembled as he watched her hands move up. She touched his legs lightly with her fingertips, then began running her hands all up and down until he was cooing with delight.
"Ah, man, Chuck, look at her," Eddy said. Eddy was growing more excited by the minute. He rubbed the front of his briefs with his fingers, massaging his hard young cock underneath. The slit in the end of his peter opened up and let loose with a long dribble of pre-seminal juice that seeped into his cotton briefs.
"G-go on, Kathy," Chuck urged. "Do it to him." Chuck's hard peter jerked in spasms in his briefs as he watched. The show Kathy was putting on was driving him even more wild than it was his friends.
Kathy pushed her fingers up inside the legs of Phil's underpants. She thrust her hands completely inside them and ran them around to his bare buns, caressing them beneath his briefs.
"Mmmppphhh! Oh, Kathy!" Phil moaned with excitement. His cock jerked violently, straining out against his briefs until the tip of it was within an inch of Kathy's wet lips.
Kathy could smell Phil's hard cock as it pulsated right beneath her nose. A soft, pleasant glow surged through her pussy. She caressed Phil's rectum lightly with her fingers, then brought her hands around inside his briefs to the front of his body. Phil gave a little gasp and held his breath in anticipation.
"Ooohhh! AAAGGGHHH!" He moaned with delight. Kathy's hands were on his genitals, rubbing them gently. His hard dick pressed out at her soft warm hands and pulsated violently. "Uuunnnggghhh!" Kathy wrapped her fingers around his peter and pulled down, forcing his sheath of foreskin down off his quivering cockhead. She tugged his skin clear down as far as it would go, then slowly pulled it up again.
"Nnnggghhh! Ooohhh! Ahhh, Kathy!" Phil was all but melting with excitement at what her hands were doing to his body. His rock-hard peter throbbed violently as her hand drew up and down again and again, tugging on his loose peter-skin. She jacked him off expertly until he was sobbing with delight.
"T-take down his p-pants!" Eddy urged. Kathy obliged. She grasped the cotton material of Phil's briefs from the inside and pulled them down slowly. His hard cock jerked violently, then sprang to freedom, slapping up hard against his naked belly. Kathy pulled his briefs down further, and his two big balls plopped into view, then swelled up tightly beneath the base of his quivering peter. Kathy peeled his briefs all the way down his naked legs, then raised his feet one by one and pulled them off completely. She raised his underpants to her face and smelled them, then smiled and lay them down beside her. "S-suck me!" Phil urged.
"Oh, yes, suck him!" Eddy cried. "Put his dick in your mouth."
Kathy smiled, but did not obey. She wanted to draw this out as long as possible-not because she was trying to delay the boys to save Beatrice Pennyworthy-but because she wanted to have these boys' hot young bodies at her mercy forever. Instead of opening her mouth and drawing in his prick, she grasped Phil's hot, slippery cock with her lingers and began running them up and down. She masturbated him openly in front of his friends, making him sob with pleasure. His legs trembled. His big balls jostled beneath her jacking hand. His peter swelled up bigger and bigger until she could feel it throbbing on the brink of erection against her rubbing palm. Only then did Kathy stop frigging him off and squeeze down around the base of his peter to keep him from cumming. She licked her lips and, her eyes shining, she moved her face forward until her mouth was just barely touching the head of his dick, then she pushed her lips down.
CHAPTER NINE
Beatrice had to walk right past the principal's office on her way to the main door of the building. She was right in front of Mr. Kimble's door when it suddenly swang open and her four young boys came spilling out, joyous and jubilant. "Mrs. Pennyworthy! Wait for us!" They were all over her, swarming around, jabbering happily, their joy spilling over until she had to join their laughter. "What's going on?" she asked. "What are you boys still doing here?"
"We've been talkin' to the principal," Stevie said. "Come on, we'll tell you about it later."
The boys herded Beatrice out of the building and to the parking lot. They all piled into her car, not even bothering to ask if she wanted to drive them home-not giving her a choice. They were too happy to think about anything except being with her.
"Where shall we go to celebrate?" Stevie asked.
"W-wait," Toby said. "Where's Kathy?"
Beatrice raised a hand for silence. "All right, that's enough," she said, laughing. "Now before we even more, I want someone to tell me what's going on."
"Kathy!" Toby said. "Where is she?"
The boys' jubilance suddenly faded away. Beatrice turned and looked at Toby in the back seat. "What is it, Toby?"
"Did you see her?" Stevie asked.
Beatrice nodded. "Yes, on my way home, just a few minutes ago, right before I ran into you boys. I saw her in the hall with three other boys."
"Who?" Stevie demanded.
"Eddy Morris, Phil Newton and. . . Chuck Kimble."
Stevie swung open the car door and scurried out onto the parking lot. Toby was right behind him, then Stan and Denny.
"Wait! What's going on?" Beatrice asked.
It was too late. The boys were running toward -the school building as though their lives depended on it. Beatrice opened her door, got out, and hurried after them as fast as her high heels would let her.
Things were getting out of hand for Kathy. At first she had been in control of the situation, but the moment she had pushed her lips down over Phil's surging hard-on, the boys' excitement had gotten out of hand. Eddy, unable to control his lust-filled body any longer, and moved up behind her, reached around, and grabbed her tits.
"Mmmppphhh!" Kathy moaned around her mouthful of cock. Eddy was squeezing her breasts too hard. He was hurting her. "Nnnggghhh!" Kathy tried to pull away from Phil's midsection, but Phil reached down and held her head tightly, then began moving it up and down over his monstrous organ.
"Suck me!" he ordered.
Chuck moved up too. He stooped down, grabbed Kathy's hair, and pulled her backward, right out of Phil's hands. Phil's slippery peter slid out of her mouth and a dribble of sticky pre-cum fluids dangled down from Kathy's lips.
"Hey, what'd you do that for?" Phil asked, looking down desperately at his aching erection.
Chuck pulled Kathy clear back until she was laying flat on the floor on her back. "All right," he said. "Squat over her face and stick it in again. I'm gonna fuck her."
"No!" Kathy struggled to get to her feet. Chuck pushed her back roughly, slamming her head against the floor. The room suddenly spun dizzily before Kathy's eyes. The three boys hovering naked above her turned into flesh-colored blurs.
Chuck and Eddy ripped down their underpants. Chuck spread Kathy's legs apart and crawled up between them. He aimed his hard erection straight down at her cunny slit, then pushed.
"Eeeiiiggghhh!" Kathy screamed, but her scream was cut short by Phil's penis plunging straight down into her throat. "Mmmppphhh! AAARRR-GGGHHH!"
Eddy stared down helplessly, watching his two friends. Phil was crouched right over Kathy's face, his huge hard-on thrust down into her mouth. Chuck was sprawled over the rest of Kathy's body, driving his pulsating boy organ all the way up into her cunny tube.
Eddy reached down and gave his aching penis a few tugs with his fingers, then spotted one of Kathy's outstretched arms. He lay down atop her hand, curling her fingers around his erection, then proceeded to buck his hips, driving his surging rod in and out of her fist. His cock juices spilled out on the tips of her fingers until her fist was wet and slippery. "Ooohhh! Ah, Jeez! Uuunnnggghh!" He gasped with delight and bucked his hips faster, driving his erection in and out of her curled up fist at lightning speed.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Chuck grunted with passion. He was more excited than ever. His balls, which Beatrice had seemingly drained of sperm, were throbbing with renewed life. His penis was rock-hard, and sensations ran up and down its length as he drove it in and out of Kathy's tight cuntal passageway.
"Aaahhh! Oh, yeah! Suck me! Harder!" Phil shook with pleasure and rammed his hard-on so far down in Kathy's throat that she almost choked. Half unconscious, Kathy managed somehow to keep from gagging on her mouthful of peter. She struggled to move, but every portion of her body was pinned down helplessly. Slowly her senses returned. Kathy knew that her only chance of surviving this onslaught of penis was to bring the boys off as quickly as possible. She lapped out at Phil's peter with her tongue, licking it all over. She started sucking, and squirmed naked on the floor while Chuck drove his peter in and out of her throbbing cunny. She felt Eddy's peter sliding in and out of her fist. Closing her fingers around it, she squeezed and she heard Eddy cry out with delight. She squeezed and pulled on his penis, masturbating him while she sucked on Phil's prick and let Chuck fuck her.
"Ooohhh! Uuunnnggghhh!" Chuck moved his hips expertly, rhythmically forcing his hard dick in and out of Kathy's pussy hole. His hard cock pulsed wet and glistening above his balls every time he pulled it out. It throbbed violently and quivered like a living thing each time he thrust it back down into her hole. The juice oozed steadily out the slit in the end of his dick, and as his peter moved in and out, it covered the walls of Kathy's pussy with his slippery emissions.
Kathy reached up with her free hand and fondled Phil's balls. She bobbed her head, moving her lips up and down on his huge tool while she licked and sucked it as hard as she could.
"Ooohhh! Ah, gee!" Phil moaned and his naked legs trembled around her head. He felt Kathy's tongue moving all over his prick, slobbering, lapping up and down and all around. She licked it all over, not missing a single square inch of smooth, slippery peter skin. Her tongue pushed at the loose outer skin of his cock, moving it up and down while she sucked. "Ah, man, it feels great," Phil gasped. "I c-can't believe how good it feels."
Kathy sensed that it was the boy's first blow-job. She ran her tongue around expertly, making it as good for him as possible. She felt no ill-will against Phil or Eddy. It was Chuck who wanted to get Mrs. Pennyworthy in trouble. Right now it was hard to even stay mad at Chuck. What he was doing down between her legs with his hard pecker felt too good to believe. She felt every inch of his hard tool pressing against her insides, sliding in and out, rubbing against her throbbing clit.
Sucking and slurping on Phil's man-sized peter, Kathy eyed Eddy as best she could over the big peter sticking out of her mouth. Eddy was humping away at full speed, sliding his slippery pole in and out of her clenched fist at a rapid rhythm. The foreskin of his pecker popped loudly as it slid in and out of her fingers. Kathy could feel the heat of his peter and feel it pulsating excitedly against her palm. She squeezed and massaged it, pulling at the skin, working him up closer and closer to the brink.
"GGGNNNPPPHHHH! A A ARRRGGGHHH!" Eddy whined with delight. His cock oozed steadily, spurting out little trickles of crystal-clear pre-seminal fluid. Kathy's fingers were coated with it, and Eddy's penis made squishy noises as he rubbed it back and forth. Kathy knew it would not be long before he came.
She scraped her teeth against the sensitive skin of Phil's peter, not enough to hurt him, but enough to make his excitement mount to fever pitch.
"UUUMMMPPPHHH! OOOHHH!" Phil stared down, his face flushed with excitement, watching her head bob up and down as she licked and sucked on his penis. "Ah, man, you guys, she's eatin' me alive! It feels . . . UUUNNNGGGHHH ... g-good!"
Kathy intensified her efforts. Her whole body shook with pleasure as Chuck's prick ravaged her cunt-hole, but somehow she managed to concentrate on Phil's and Eddy's pricks as well. She made Phil shiver with delight by rolling her tongue around his oozing peter while she licked and sucked it. She pushed and pulled with her lips. His fluids oozed out his shaft and coated her tongue. She fondled his balls, playing with the nut-filled sacs to make him coo with delight, then jostled them in her fingers and squeezed them till he moaned.
Her other hand was working miracles down between Eddy's legs. Eddy pulled himself up to a sitting position and sat with his legs spread wide so she had free access to his tool. She jacked off his oozing peter, sliding the loose skin up and down as fast as she could until he was moaning with pleasure.
All three boys were cooing happily as she sucked and masturbated them and let them fuck her. Eddy ground his naked butt down onto the hard oak floor of the classroom.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Phil opened his eyes wide and stared down at Kathy with an agonized expression on his face. He strained his body, trying to hold back the load which was churning in his balls. Kathy saw he was on the verge of cumming. She plunged her lips all the way down, taking in every inch of his throbbing tool, then, remembering what she had seen through the keyhole while watching Chuck and Beatrice, she opened her mouth yet further, and she sucked in both golden nuts.
"MMMPPPHHH! GGGNNNPPPHHH!" Phil was wild with excitement. He moaned like a savage animal and his whole body shook with passion. "Look! Oh, man, I can't believe it! Look wh-what she's doin' to me, you guys."
Phil and Chuck were far too busy to be sidetracked by their friend's orgasm. They were fighting to hold back their own steaming loads. Chuck was grunting desperately, fighting to hold back. He plunged his peter in as far as he could between Kathy's legs and remained in that position, hoping the sensations surging through it would subside so he could go on fucking another pleasure-filled minute or two, but Kathy crushed his hope of succeeding. She began milking his dick with her cuntal muscles.
"OOOHHH! Oh, no! NNNGGGHHH!" Chuck thrashed atop her naked body in an agony of pleasure. His prick erupted, flooding her pussy with surge after surge of hot boy jism.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!" Phil could hold back no longer. Kathy's tongue was wrapped around the very tip of his peter and she was licking and sucking up a storm. The muscles in the base of his prick pulsated violently, then broke away. His semen came gushing up through the length of his shaft in surges and shot out in spurts all over the inside of her mouth.
Eddy stared with disbelief at his two friends, then moaned and gasped as Kathy's hand picked up even more speed and whipped up and down on his pulsating penis so fast that it looked like a blur. His cock throbbed, then quivered until it was so hard that it seemed it would break. The slit in the end of his penis opened, then a huge glob of jism came flying out the end and straight up into the air. It hit his chin and ran down, then strung clear down into the air in a shimmering strand. Another big spurt of jism came shooting out his dick, then another. His cock erupted, shooting out a little fountain of whitish colored boy-milk.
Kathy squirmed on the floor, leaving an imprint of her whole sweaty body in the varnish. Her pussy vibrated in spasms and her whole groin tingled as she jerked up and came in the most violent, pleasureful orgasm of her life.
She sucked and licked at Phil's penis as hard as she could, milked Eddy's prick with her hand, and squeezed her throbbing cunt around Chuck's huge tool until her body was exhausted. At last she collapsed, her body completely drained. Phil raised up slowly, a tired smile of pleasure on his face, pulling his dick free from her lips. Eddy backed away, forcing his dick free from her squeezing fingers, and shook his head slowly with disbelief at how good it had felt. Only Chuck remained atop Kathy. His prick was harder than ever. He began bucking his midsection again, driving it in and out.
"Ooohhh, Chuck! S-stop! I c-can't stand anymore." Kathy begged for mercy, but Chuck was hornier than ever. He stuck his hard cock to her again and again, driving it in as hard as he could.
Kathy squirmed helplessly beneath the weight of his naked body. She struggled to escape, but he was pinning her down. She fought out, striking at him with her hands, begging him to stop, but Chuck grabbed her arms and held them down. He grinned down at her while he bucked his hips, ravaging her aching cunny with his boner.
"P-please, Chuck! Stop it! Ooohhh! Nnnggghhh!" Kathy moaned in an agony of half-pain, half-pleasure. Her cunt seemed to be screaming for mercy.
"Come on, Chuck," Phil said, "let her up. She's had enough."
Chuck ignored him. Phil went over and grabbed his shoulders, trying to pry Chuck loose from Kathy's squirming body.
"Come here, Eddy, help me! He's gonna hurt her if we don't stop him."
Phil pulled at Chuck's shoulder. Eddy hurried over to help him. Chuck glared over his shoulder at them. "Leave me alone!" He pushed down hard with his midsection, driving his penis in so far that Kathy cried out in pain.
Phil and Eddy pulled, trying to pry Chuck loose. Chuck reached back and shoved them away, then kicked out with his feet, sending them sprawling.
There was a loud hammering on the classroom door. "Kathy? Are you in there?"
"Yes, Toby! Hurry!"
Chuck clamped his hand over Kathy's mouth. He looked around frantically. Phil and Eddy sat where he had pushed him to the floor, their eyes wide with fear.
The hammering on the door grew louder, then they heard feet kicking at it. The door gave a little more with each and every kick until it was on the verge of giving away.
CHAPTER TEN
The classroom door crashed open and Toby and Stevie came hurtling into the room. Stan and Denny were right behind them. They stared wide-eyed at the sensuous display on the floor before them. Kathy lay completely naked, and Chuck, also nude, was sprawled over her. His big cock, half way in and half way out of her pussy, was rock hard and throbbing. On the other side of them, sitting naked on the floor with dumbfounded looks on their faces, were Phil and Eddy.
Toby glared down at Chuck and clenched his fists. "You dirty ..." He ran over, grabbed Chuck by the arm, and tore him off his sister.
Stevie hurried to join him. They pushed Chuck right up against a wall and pinned him to it by the arms. Phil and Eddy scrambled to their feet, but they made no move to help their friend. Stan and Denny moved up to stand between them and Chuck to make sure of that fact.
Toby turned his head toward Kathy. "Get dressed, Sis," he said.
Kathy threw a worried glance at Chuck. "Wh-what are you gonna do with him?"
"We'll take care of him. You just get dressed and get out of here."
There was the sound of high-heeled shoes clacking in the hallway, then Beatrice was at the door. She entered the room, looked around to survey the situation, and then looked over at Chuck.
"Now," she said, "will someone please tell me what's going on?"
She studied Chuck's naked body, and those of his two friends. Unconsciously she was measuring their cocks with her eyes, comparing one with another, and comparing all three of them with the boys she had known before. Eddy's big circumcised dick was still half hard and it was impressive even in that state. Phil's prick was soft now, but it was still a full five inches long, and a full inch in thickness. As for Chuck's tool, well, Beatrice was already quite familiar with it and it required no further study.
All of that took place unconsciously. Consciously, Beatrice hurried over and knelt beside Kathy. She picked up Kathy's clothing and helped her dress.
"Well?" she asked.
"Let me go!" Chuck ordered. He struck out at Toby and Stevie, knocking them off balance, and made a wild dash for the door. His hard cock flopped around over his balls as he ran, but he was cut off short as Denny and Stan stepped over and blocked the doorway.
Chuck turned naked and trembling. "Make them let me go, Mrs. Pennyworthy," he pleaded.
"Without your pants?" Beatrice asked, looking down at his naked midsection with an amused look on her face. Chuck's prick was still rock hard. It stuck up like a big, thick, flesh-colored wienie above his round nut-filled sacs. The whole head of his peter was covered with juice which was oozing out the tip.
"G-give me my clothes!" Chuck ordered, glaring at Toby.
Toby glanced at Kathy, then back at Chuck. "Not before I cut off your balls," he said.
Kathy finished pulling her blouse over her naked tits, then pulled her skirt up to hide her hair-covered snatch. She reached for her panties and pulled them up her naked legs. Her eyes went wide when she saw Toby reach into his pocket, pull out his pocket knife, and open the blade.
Chuck's face went an ashen white. He trembled until his whole body was shaking. Panic was written all over his face. "N-no! You wouldn't!"
Toby moved toward him.
Stevie reached out and grabbed Toby's arm. "Not that, Toby."
Toby shrugged. "I was just trying to scare him," he said.
He folded up his knife and dropped it back into his pocket, but he pulled free from Stevie and walked on over to Chuck. Before Chuck could react, Toby had doubled up his fist and threw him a hefty punch right in the belly.
Chuck doubled up, grunting with pain while he held his stomach.
"That's for Kathy," Toby said.
Stevie moved over and pulled Toby away. "That's no way to treat him," he said. "You ought to know better than that, Toby."
Chuck threw Stevie a grateful glance. Stevie grinned at him, then his grin faded. He doubled up his fist and threw a punch that caught Chuck right in the jaw and sent him reeling back against the wall.
"That's for Mrs. Pennyworthy," Stevie said, then turned around as if dismissing the principal's son from all further thought.
Beatrice stared at first one boy and then another.
"All right," she said, "that's enough, all of you. I want to know what's going on. I'm tired of asking that question and not getting an answer."
Toby shrugged. "He was fucking Kathy," he said. "We caught him with his dick still stuck in her."
Beatrice turned to Chuck. "Is that true, Chuck?"
Chuck wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand. "Yes, but she wanted me to. She wanted all of us to do it to her."
"Liar!" Toby charged Chuck again, but Beatrice grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Toby strained, slipping from her grasp, then Kathy reached up and grabbed his other arm.
"No, Toby. It's true," Kathy said. "I did it to stall them. I wanted to keep Chuck from getting to his dad's office to keep him from telling on Mrs. Pennyworthy."
Beatrice stared at Kathy. "From telling what, Kathy?"
Chuck made another mad dash for the door. He almost made it past Stan and Denny, but Stan held out his foot, caught him, and he tripped and sprawled out, catching the door as he fell. He moaned and raised his head, then collapsed. "Leave me alone," he begged.
"Come on, you guys, let's go," Stevie said. "I don't like the company around here."
Toby nodded in agreement. He escorted his sister out the door past Stan and Denny and motioned for Beatrice to follow her. Before he left himself, however, Toby scurried around the room and picked up every item of clothing of the three naked boys who had just finished sex with his sister. His arms full of their clothing, he headed for the door.
"Hey, our clothes," Chuck protested. "You'd better not take them."
"Do you want to try and stop me?" Toby asked.
Chuck glared at him as he rose to his feet. His prick was still half hard and a big strand of cum was dripping down from the end of it clear to his knees.
"At least leave us our underpants," Chuck pleaded.
"Naw, I think I'll hang on to them," Toby said.
"You bastard!" Chuck roared. "How are we supposed to get home."
"I don't really care," Toby said.
Chuck clenched up his fists and headed toward Toby, then seemed to think better of it when he caught sight of Stan, Denny, and Stevie standing to the side of him. "Wait till I get you alone, Toby," he said. "Wait till I tell my father."
Now it was Stevie who exploded. "You want your underpants, Kimble. Come on, you guys, let's give him his underpants." Stevie held out his hand, motioning for Toby to hand them to him. He took them and advanced toward Chuck, his eyes glittering with anger. Chuck trembled. He turned to run, but "they were upon him before he could take one step. Stan and Denny held his arms. Stevie directed them to bend him down so his ass was sticking straight up in the air. He took Chuck's underpants and wedged them right down into the crack between his two bare buns. He shoved them in as far as he could "Aaaggghhh! What are you doin' to me? Uuuggghhh!"
Stevie glanced at Toby. "Hand me that ruler on Mrs. Pennyworthy's desk, will you, Toby?"
Toby hurried over to get the ruler and brought it back. Stevie took it, lowered it down to Chuck's bare ass, and began shoving his underpants into his asshole.
Stevie kept prodding with the ruler, shoving Chuck's briefs up into his anal opening, forcing them clear up inside his shit tube. He forced them clear up until they were completely out of sight inside his asshole, then pulled the ruler out and tossed it into the wastebasket.
Stan and Denny released Chuck's arms. Chuck started to straighten up, then doubled back down in pain. Tears of anger and pain ran down his cheeks.
"You dirty, no-good, filthy ..."
"Now, now, Chuck," Stevie said. "Maybe you'd like for us to give you the rest of your clothes."
Chuck glared at him with narrow slits of eyes, his fists clenched, his face red with hate.
The four boys hurried out of the room and slammed the door behind them, leaving Phil and Eddy to calm their friend down before they worried about the problem of how they were all going to get home without any clothes.
Beatrice had already led Kathy clear out to the car in the parking lot by the time Toby, Stevie, Stan and Denny had finished with Chuck.
"Are you all right, Kathy?" Beatrice asked.
Kathy nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. They didn't hurt me, you know. Chuck was a little rough, but I really liked ..." Kathy stopped, suddenly realizing that she was giving herself away, then she remembered that Beatrice Pennyworthy was just like her, and they had both fucked Chuck Kimble that very same afternoon.
"I really liked it," Kathy said simply, completing her sentence and looking into Beatrice's eyes.
Beatrice studied the young girls face, then smiled slowly. "I think I understand," she said.
"I told myself I was doing it to protect you," Kathy went on, "but really, deep down inside, I knew that was just an excuse. I really wanted them to do it to me. I wanted them, all three of them."
Beatrice nodded. "Don't talk about it now, Kathy."
"But I want to talk about it," Kathy said. "I think we're an awful lot alike, Mrs. Pennyworthy. If I can't talk to you, who can I talk to?"
"You like boys, is that it?" Beatrice asked.
Kathy nodded. "Too much, I think."
"Oh, I don't think you can like boys too much," Beatrice said, a far away look in her eyes.
"But I'm always wanted to have sex with them," Kathy said. "I can't help myself. I even d-do it with my own brother. I tried not to, but over the week-end, I did it. I p-played with his peter. Now I'm thinkin' about doing other things with him. Bad things like I did with Chuck and Phil and Eddy."
"And with Stan and Denny in the supply closet this afternoon," Beatrice added.
Kathy blushed. "Yes. See what I mean? It seems like some kind of illness. I can't control myself."
Beatrice nodded. "I know what you mean, Kathy. I'm a lot like that too." Beatrice hesitated. "Kathy, what did you mean when you said you were holding back Chuck and Phil and Eddy to protect me? Were they going to go after me or something?"
"No, nothin' like that. They were gonna go to Mr. Kimble's office. Chuck was going to tell his father that you made him have sex with you."
Beatrice sucked in her breath with surprise. "So that's what all this was about?"
Kathy looked into Beatrice's eyes. "Did you do something to him, Mrs. Pennyworthy? Why would he want to do a thing like that to you? It sounds crazy."
"I don't know why," Beatrice said. "I wish I did. I thought he was acting funny when I . . . when I finished with him. He said something about telling his father that I made him do it. It shook me up at first, then I brushed it off after he was gone awhile. It was all so ridiculous."
"He was going to do it all right," Kathy said. "He had it all planned." Suddenly Kathy put her hand up to her mouth. "H-he still can tell his father," she said. "After what just happened, it'll be worse than ever."
Beatrice nodded. "I know," she said simply.
"D-don't you care?"
"I care," Beatrice said. "It's just that there's nothing I can do about it now. I've been expecting something like this to happen since the beginning. What I've been doing . . . and I guess you've heard about it by now ... I guess everybody in school has heard, or will hear, about it . . . What I've been doing is wrong. I've asked for anything I get."
"Oh, no! You can't help it! You're just like me!"
"Try telling that to the school board," Beatrice said, "or to the parents of the boys who go to this school."
They stopped talking as they saw the four boys heading across the parking lot toward the car. They piled into the back seat in silence, a sharp contrast to the four jubilant boys who had been babbling with happiness in the car only a short half hour before.
Beatrice started up the engine to the car, backed out of her place, and began making the rounds to deliver them to their homes.
When only Denny remained in the back seat, Beatrice turned and asked him where he lived.
"The park," Denny said, tongue in cheek. "Take me to the park."
Beatrice could not help but smile. "Now, Denny, it's getting late. Where do you live?"
"We've got time, Mrs. Pennyworthy," Denny said. "It's only six o'clock."
"What am I supposed to tell my husband?" Beatrice asked.
"Tell him you had to-help one of your students with his homework," Denny said. "Please, Mrs. Pennyworthy. I'm so horny I can't stand it. Watching Chuck do it to Kathy really turned me on."
Beatrice turned the car around and headed toward the park. She was turned on herself. "Climb up here and sit by me," she said. "It won't look so funny in case someone sees us."
Denny obliged. He scrambled over the back of the seat and plopped down beside her. Almost immediately his hand was up inside her dress.
"Hey, you aren't wearin' any panties."
"Chuck kept them," Beatrice said.
"I guess he was gonna use them to blackmail you when he told his father, huh?"
Beatrice nodded. "I guess so. I guess he still will."
"A lot of good it'll do him," Denny said. "I'd like to see his face when he tells his old man you tried to rape him. Is he in for a surprise."
Beatrice cast a curious glance at Denny, then turned back to watch the road. "What do you mean?"
"We fixed it all up," Denny said. "His father promised not to do a thing. You should have seen him, Mrs. Pennyworthy. His mouth was hanging open this far when we all dropped our pants in his office."
"Denny, what are you talking about?"
Denny laughed, obviously delighted at the memory of what had happened in Mr. Kimble's office. "He hauled us into his office because he caught us running in the hallway. That happened when we heard what Chuck was going to do and were running to stop him. Kathy got away, but he caught us."
The road that led off to the park loomed into view. Beatrice slowed down and turned off to follow it. It was starting to grow dark, and she switched on the headlights.
"He was really raking us over the coals for running through the hall," Denny said. "That's when Stevie got up and pulled down his pants."
Beatrice pulled the car over to the edge of the road and switched off the headlights. "Why did he do that?"
"That's what I wondered at first," Denny said. "I found out soon enough. Stevie was blackmailing Mr. Kimble. He told him that he'd better listen to us, or that we'd tell everyone he was trying to get into our pants-that he was queer."
A smile crept over Beatrice's face, then a grin, and then she laughed. She could just picture the look on Mr. Kimble's face when Stevie dropped his pants and threatened to expose him as a faggot.
"Stevie told him what Chuck was trying to do to you," Denny said, "and believe it or not, Mr. Kimble ended up being more mad at Chuck than at us. He said he'd have a little talk with Chuck, and that he could guarantee that Chuck would never try anything like that again."
"That's beautiful," Beatrice said.
"There's more, too," Denny said. "He's gonna talk to you tomorrow. He said he'll try to cover things up from his end, but that you're gonna have to do your part too. What you've been doin' is spreadin' all over school."
Beatrice frowned. 'That's what I can't understand," she said. "I don't go around just raping boys in the hallways, you know, but somehow everyone's finding out about it. Someone's telling them, Denny."
"Do you have any ideas as to who?"
She shook her head negatively. "I can't believe any of you would do it. The way you all stood up for me with Mr. Kimble, and the way you handled Chuck and Eddy and Phil proves that."
"Chuck?"
"No. I don't think he found about it until just recently. Otherwise he'd have already pulled the little stunt he pulled today."
Denny pushed his hand all around over Beatrice's legs beneath her dress. He worked a finger up inside her cunt and moved it around. "Let's worry about it tomorrow," Denny said. "I've got a hard-on that needs immediate attention."
Beatrice chuckled softly. "Better let me have a look at it," she cooed. "This could be serious."
Denny moaned softly as she lay her hand in his lap and squeezed his crotch. His hard peter throbbed against her fingers. She toyed with it through his pants for a long moment, then slowly unzipped him.
"Ooohhh, I've been thinkin' about doin' this with you every since we got in the car," Denny said. "Ahhh, that feels good!"
Beatrice had his peter out and was drawing her hand up and down, manipulating his skin. She jacked him off slowly, making him coo with delight.
"Raise your butt up, Denny," she said. "I want to pull down your pants."
Denny obliged eagerly. He raised his buns and shivered with excitement as she drew his Levi's clear down his legs, then grasped his briefs and pulled them down as well. The whole lower part of his body exposed, she attacked his shirt, unbuttoning it with trembling fingers. She pulled off his shirt, then made him raise up his feet so she could take off his shoes and socks. She wanted him completely naked. She was only satisfied when every stitch of his clothing was laying on the floorboard of the car.
"Now you," Denny said. "Let me take off your things." He unfastened the back of Beatrice's dress and pulled it up over her head.
"Let's hope that no one comes along, huh?" Beatrice asked.
Denny laughed. He unfastened her brassiere and tossed it down to the floor of the car, then knelt down and took off her shoes. They were both stark naked and trembling with excited anticipation.
"The blanket?" Denny asked.
Beatrice nodded. They climbed completely nude out of the car and took the blanket out of the trunk. For a brief instant Beatrice wondered if Stevie's sperm had even had a chance to dry since their morning session on the blanket when his cock had dripped like a leaky faucet.
Denny spread the blanket on the ground right beside the car. They were too excited to wander around trying to find a more private spot. Beatrice lay down on the blanket and signaled for Denny to approach. He moved up with a grin and thrust his midsection forward, offering her his aching peter. Beatrice studied his naked body in the brightness of the moonlight. He was a beautiful boy, and the tool between his legs would have matched a full-sized man's penis inch for inch.
"Ooohhh!" Denny gasped as she took his erection with her fingers and licked it with her tongue, then pulled her face back and began masturbating it. She squeezed it firmly with her fingers, then pushed and pulled, jacking off his oozing boyhood, sliding the loose outer skin up and down ever faster until he was moaning loudly with pleasure.
"Nnnppphhh! Ooohhh!" Denny fell down to his knees, then lay down on the blanket beside her. During the entire maneuver, her hands never left his cock. She knelt beside him as he lay there and played with his peter and caressed his legs. His cock was oozing freely. The fluids spilling out the slit in the end trickled down the sides of his cockstem until her fingers smeared into it and carried it around to cover his entire organ. Beatrice knelt down closer so she could enjoy the smell of him while she caressed him.
"S-suck me," Denny pleaded.
Denny's penis gleamed like a swollen, flesh-colored pickle in the moonlight with its layer of crystal-clear cock juice. Denny spread his legs apart as far as he could, allowing her to play with his balls, and his eyes shined as he watched her face slowly descend.
"GGGNNNPPPHHH! Oh, Mrs. Pennyworthy!"
Beatrice sucked his surging erection halfway down into her throat and licked it like a lollipop. She closed her lips around it and began sucking.
"Mmmppphhh! Nnnggghhh!" Denny's eyes went wide. He moaned loudly and arched his butt up, offering himself to her completely. "Aaahhh! Ohhh, yeah! Suck it, Mrs. Pennyworthy!"
His quivering rod jerked in spasms inside her mouth. Beatrice pushed her lips down further, until the whole upper three-quarters of his hot, red erection were inside her mouth. The throbbing knobby end of his dick pulsated down inside her throat.
"Ooohhh! Ah, man, it's good!" Denny trembled with joy, and struggled to maneuver himself around until he was within reach of Beatrice's midsection. He reached out and placed his hand right down onto her bushy cuntal mound.
"Mmmnnn! Nnnggghhh!" Beatrice moaned around her mouthful of hot cock as Denny worked his fingers through her wiry pussy hair. He worked his fingers right down between her moist, warm cuntal lips and rubbed her clitoris gently with his fingertips. He massaged her tingling clit until he had her moaning with delight. She lifted her face from his midsection.
"Ohhh, Denny! Keep doing it just like that! You can't. . . AAAHHH . . . imagine how good it feels."
The sensations mounting in Beatrice's cunt were almost unbearable. Her whole body shook with pleasure. Wave after wave of electric sensations shot through her pussy. She thrust her head back down and sucked up a storm on Denny's stiff, pulsating peter pole.
Denny thrust three fingers right down inside her cunt and wormed them around until they were completely inside her. He began pushing them in and out, literally fucking her with his fingers. Beatrice pulled her head off his peter and she gasped with delight. She tensed up until her legs were quivering. "D-Denny! Ohhh! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" She was cumming. Her whole body rocked with beautiful waves of pleasure. She bobbed her head up and down on Denny's peter, sucking up a storm. She ran her tongue around his throbbing cockhead as fast and as hard as she could.
Denny moaned loudly and strained his body to hold back his surging semen. Somehow, miraculously, he succeeded, and he pushed her head away, forcing it completely off his throbbing hard-on.
"I w-want to fuck you!" he said.
Beatrice nodded, and, gasping still from the beautiful orgasm he had created with his fingers, she rolled over onto her back on the blanket.
Denny moaned with the excitement of youth as he climbed atop her. He positioned his well-equipped midsection right above her cunt, grasped his peter, and aimed it downward. Lowering his body, he guided the end of his peter right down into her hot, wet pussy. He pushed, forcing it inside.
"Mmmnnn! Oh, Denny! G-go on! Push it in!"
Denny obliged with pleasure. He pushed all the way down, and his erection slid slowly into her pussy until it was completely within her.
"Nnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh!" Beatrice trembled with joy. She ground her bare buttocks down onto the blanket and sobbed with delight. "Ahhh, yes! Oh, Denny, do it! Fuck me! Oh, it feels good! Uuummmppphhh!"
She closed her eyes and trembled as she felt his hard, swollen penis being slowly withdrawn, then being pushed clear back down until his bulbous cockhead was penetrating her even further than before.
They moaned in unison as his prick slid in and out, ravaging her hot, aching cunt.
"Ahhh, Mrs. Pennyworthy!" Denny bucked his body, thrusting his penis in and out at a rapid steady rhythm. He could feel her tight cuntal walls pressing against every square inch of his pulsating rod. His dick felt more alive than it ever had in his life. His whole being seemed to be centered within it.
Their naked legs and bellies slapped together, filling the night air with the song of love. Denny's dick made wet squishy noises as it slid in and out, lubricating her passageway with his pre-seminal emissions.
Denny drove his stiff peter in and out of her cunny hole again and again. His slippery penis slid in and out until it was red and swollen and on the verge of spewing forth its load. He slowed down a little, delaying his orgasm, but the beautiful feelings shooting through his hard-on were growing too intense to control.
"Ooohhh! AGGGHHH, DENNY! I'm going to. . . CUM!" Beatrice groaned loudly and thrashed her head back and forth on the blanket. She thrust her pussy up to meet his descending prick.
"NNNGGGHHH! MMMPPPHHH!" Denny's whole body quaked with excitement. "M-me too! I'm CUMMIN'! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
Beatrice felt his erection swell up inside her until she thought she would burst. She could even feel his sperm shooting up through his peter tube. It surged up, then shot out the end of his dick and flooded her with his hot, wet essence.
Denny humped wildly atop her, driving his cum-spewing penis in and out of her cunt as fast as he could. His creamy milk came in seemingly endless surges, shooting up inside her, coating her insides. At last he collapsed atop her and lay panting, trying to catch his breath.
Beatrice's heart pounded and she pushed him off gently and rolled him onto his back. Raising up and bending over his groin, she licked his hard cock clean. Denny trembled with delight as her tongue ran up and down and all around over his peter, then moved down to lick up his balls as well.
When she had licked up every last drop of spilled semen, Beatrice lay down beside him and they looked up at the starry sky.
"Ah, gee, it's good with you," Denny said. "I could go on doin' it forever."
Beatrice smiled and took his hand and squeezed it affectionately. They lay in silent ecstasy, dreading the moment they must rise and leave.
Beatrice got up for a brief moment to get her purse from the car, fumbled in it in the dark, and took out a pack of cigarettes. She lit one up, and gave one to Denny too.
"I still can't imagine who'd be spreading the word about you around school," Denny said. "Maybe we can set some kind of a trap for him."
Beatrice smiled and squeezed his hand. "I don't think so, Denny. Whoever it is, he's too smart for that. If he was stupid, we'd already know who he is."
"Maybe it's us who's stupid," Denny suggested. "Maybe he's right under our nose and we can't even see him. Like The Purloined Letter, that story you had us read by Edgar Allen Poe."
"Maybe he is," Beatrice said. "I don't think it matters anymore."
Denny threw her a concerned look. "What do you mean?"
"Too many people know about it now," Beatrice said. "It can't go on much longer."
"No. It'll be all right, you'll see."
Beatrice smiled. "I wish I could believe that, Denny. Maybe I still can see you and Stevie and Stan and Toby, but even that might be impossible. Something like this will probably end up in the papers. Your parents will read about it, and you'll be forced to stay away from me."
"Don't make it all look so black," Denny said. "It's not that bad."
"Just as sure as night follows day, and just as sure that someday we all must die, I can be sure that the little game we've been playing is about to end, Denny. If I tried to look at it any other way, I'd just be fooling myself. We might as well look at things as they really are. Next week, unless a miracle happens, I probably will be an ex-English teacher. I'll probably be separated from my husband. I'll be more alive in this world than either one of us can even imagine right now."
Denny squeezed her hand firmly in his. "I just wish I could get my hands on the guy who did all the talking that got you into this mess," he said. "I'd kill him!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"K-Kathy? What are you doin' in here?"
Kathy slipped on into the bedroom in her robe and shut the door behind her. She moved up to Toby's bed and sat on the edge. "I can't sleep," she said.
Toby nodded. "Me either. This has been a long day."
Kathy looked down at the lump in the blanket between Toby's legs. She reached down and touched it. "Ohhh, Toby, you're hard. Have you been playin' with it?"
Toby blushed. Thinking about the exciting events of the day had gotten him all homy. He had been laying in bed with his legs propped up, playing with his prick under the blanket. His frigging hand had manipulated his dick until it was oozing and throbbing rock hard. ^ "I want to see it, Toby. That's really what I came in here for."
Toby nodded. It was no longer a game between them. They had passed far beyond the stage of "you show me and I'll show you." They were a boy and a girl seeking release for the demands surging in their bodies.
"T-take off your robe and get in with me, Kathy," Toby said softly.
He stared with wide eyes as Kathy let her robe fall from her shoulders and down onto the floor. Her breasts swelled out and expanded, lifting up from her chest. Her dark brown patch of pubic hair glistened in the light of the lamp on his bedside table.
"Aw, Sis, you're beautiful. We should've started doin' this a long time ago."
Kathy nodded. "I wanted to," she said, "but I was afraid of what you might say if I tried anything. I kept waiting for you to make a move. It wasn't until just this last week-end when I saw you running around in your underwear that I decided to try something."
"I'm glad you did," Toby said. He lifted up the covers, exposing himself, giving her room to slide in with him. As she snuggled up beside him, he reached for the bed light.
"No, leave it on," Kathy said. "I want to see you when we do it."
"What if Mom or Dad walk in on us?" Toby asked.
"I hope they don't," Kathy said, "but I want you too bad to worry about it. Ohhh, Toby, I've been wanting to do this with you for so long."
Kathy grasped her brother's hard penis with her fingers and tugged down, drawing his loose peter skin clear down to the root of his cock.
"Aaaggghhh!" Toby gasped with delight. "Oh, yeah," he said. "Jack me off a little bit, Kathy."
"I want to look at it while I do it," Kathy said. She drew down the blanket, uncovering their naked bodies. Her brother's hard lean body made her gasp with appreciation. "Spread your legs apart, Toby," she said. "Oh, yes, that's perfect. I can even see your bottom." Kathy drew her hand up and down, masturbating her brother, and with her free hand she caressed his naked legs.
"Play with my balls," Toby urged. "Squeeze them and make them hurt."
Kathy drew her hand right up between his legs and cupped her fingers around his testicles. She squeezed, fondled, and jostled them while her other hand skinned up and down on his quivering dick.
"S-suck me, Kathy," Toby said, "and I'll try to eat you out."
Kathy shivered. "Ohhh, Toby. You don't have to. I'll suck you."
"I want to," Toby said. He had never tried licking out a girl's pussy before. Beatrice Pennyworthy had never even suggested that. Toby had heard other boys at school talking about how good it was to eat out a girl's box, however. He was in a mood where he wanted to try everything, and that was one of the few things left on the list of things he knew about but had yet to try.
They moved around atop the bed until they were in a sixty-nine position, their heads poised right over each other's midsections. Kathy drew her brother's peterskin up and down in a slow frigging motion, drawing up his penis juice in little surges.
"Ooohhh! Kathy!" Toby burrowed his face clown in his sister's snatch. He took her pubic hairs between his teeth and gnawed on them, then spread the lips of her cunt open with his fingers. The pinkish color of her glistening pussy interior was suddenly exposed to view. He studied the folds of wet-looking skin and eyed the little bud of her clitoris. He rubbed her clit gently with his finger. Kathy moaned and jacked him off faster.
Toby thrust out his tongue and moved it right down to her clit button and tongued it cautiously.
"Nnnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" Kathy moaned loudly and her whole body trembled.
"Shhh, you'll wake up Mom and Dad," Toby said. He bent back down and licked out with his tongue again, drawing the tip of it over her little button.
"Mmmnnn! Gggnnnppphhh!" Kathy stifled her groans as best she could, but her body shook even harder. As if to hush herself up, she thrust her lips down over Toby's peter and began sucking him.
Toby licked harder with his tongue to return the favor. He lapped out at her clitoris, licking it like a lollipop.
Kathy raised her head and gasped. She licked her lips, tasting the sticky jism which had been oozing out of her brother's dick. "S-stick your finger in, Toby," she said, then she shoved her lips back down over his erection. She sucked him even harder than before, and she ran her tongue over his smooth-skinned peter while she sucked.
Toby jerked on the bed as though an electric current was being discharged into his penis. He licked Kathy's clitoris harder and ran his fingers among the pink folds of skin beneath it, probing for her hole.
"Nnnppphhh!" Kathy moaned and shivered when his finger found her pussy hole at last. He pushed his fingertip inside, then forced his finger up inside her clear to his first knuckle. Still licking her clitoris, he pushed his finger in further. Kathy trembled with excitement and sucked as hard as she could on his peter. She ran her fingers over his legs, then up to his balls. She cupped his nuts in her palm and squeezed them gently.
Toby could feel her mouth all over his penis. Her hot tongue lapped out at his peter, running up and down and all around in every which way, not missing a single spot. Every nerve in his penis tingled with delight until his penis juice surged up through his stem in renewed vigor. The sensations shooting through every fiber of his rod mounted and mounted until he was fighting to hold back his load.
"K-Kathy! Let's fuck! I don't know how much longer I c-can hold it back."
"Mmmppphhh! Gggnnnhhh! Mmmnnn!" Kathy moaned around his swollen penis. She bobbed her head up and down, pushing and pulling at the skin of it with her lips. She obviously had no intention of stopping what she was doing, and she pushed his head back down onto her cunt to let him know that she wanted him to keep it up too.
Toby sobbed with joy as her sucking mouth drew up yet another surge of fluids through the shaft of his prick. He dove his face back down and licked her pussy all over, running the tip of his tongue down into each and every fold. He screwed his finger around in her cunt, then wedged a second finger in with it.
"Mmmppphhh! Uuunnnggghhh!" Kathy shook in spasms and her legs trembled uncontrollably. She pumped her lips faster, practically frigging him with her mouth. His hard-on pulsated violently in her mouth. She knew he was about to cum. She was about to sample her brother's semen for the first time in her life. She sucked harder and licked out at his shaft as hard as she could.
"Mmmnnnggghhh! Nnnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" Toby's whole body stiffened. His cock quivered, then jerked in spasms. The semen came surging up through the center of his wienie, then shot out his cock-slit in spurt after spurt.
"Mmmnnn! Uuummmppphhh!" Kathy jerked beneath her brother's tonguing mouth. Her whole body went suddenly rigid, then shook with passion. Her cunt burst like a giant fireworks display sending showers of sparks shooting throughout her body.
They brought each other off completely with their mouths until their bodies were practically aching with pleasure. Separating, they pulled the covers up and smiled happily at one another.
"We'll fuck in a minute," Kathy said. "I just want to lay here with you for a minute first."
"Kathy?"
"Yes?"
"How many boys have you done it with?"
Kathy smiled at her brother. "I don't know," she said. "I've lost count. I can tell you one thing, though. You're the best of them all, Toby. I had to wait a long time, but you're worth it."
Toby grinned. "Better never let Mom and Dad hear you talk like that," he said. "And never let them catch us in bed together either. Somehow I don't think they'd understand."
"I don't care," Kathy said "We're old enough to know what we're doing."
"What if you had a baby?"
Kathy smiled at him again. "I'm on the pill," she said. "I've been on it since I was fourteen. That was when a boy did it to me for the first time."
"Who was it?"
"You remember that little freckle-faced kid who used to live next door?"
"Oh, no, not him?"
Kathy nodded. "I used to play house with him," she said. "I mean really play house."
"Uuuggghhh! You could've picked somebody better than him," Toby said, wrinkling up his nose.
"How about you," Kathy asked. "How did you get involved with Mrs. Pennyworthy?"
"I guess it was your fault, really," Toby said. "I was sittin' in class thinkin' about how you played with me over the week-end, and I got a hard-on. Mrs. Pennyworthy saw it, and all of a sudden she got interested in me. She made me come in later in the day and pretended to punish me. Man, if that was punishment, someday I think I'd like to be tortured."
Kathy drew her fingers up Toby's leg and fondled his penis until it was throbbing completely hard once again. "How about letting me torture you a little right now, Toby?"
Toby grinned. Her fingers grasped his dick and began pulling up and down, peeling his foreskin on and off his cockhead.
"Look at it," Kathy said excitedly. "It's oozin' already."
Toby gasped and nodded. He reached out and ran his fingers over his sister's breasts, gently caressing them, then rubbed her hardened nipples with his fingertips. His other hand went up between her legs to her bushy cunt. His fingers probed around, slipped in between the mounds on cither side of her crevice, and gently massaged the whole inside of her pussy.
"Ooohhh! Ah, Kathy!" Kathy was kneeling over him once again, taking his hard, throbbing shaft into her mouth. She fondled his balls and stroked his legs with her hands while she sucked him. "K-Kathy, what are you doin' to me."
Toby pushed his face down into his sister's bushy cunt and licked her clitoris while he wedged his fingers up into her hole. They sucked and toyed with one another's genital until they were both worked up to a fever pitch of excitement, then Kathy pulled her mouth off her brother's dong, rolled over onto her back, and spread her legs.
"Come on, Toby! Let's do it! Fuck me!"
Toby's hard wiener swayed out over his nut-filled sacs as he scrambled to his knees on the bed and crawled up between his sister's widespread legs. He lay down atop her, grinding his throbbing dick into her wiry pubic hair and rubbing his chest against her tits. Their legs intertwined. The heat of their naked bodies made them tremble with excitement. Toby's oozing hard-on got harder than ever. Kathy reached down, grasped it, and aimed it at her cuntal mouth. Toby pushed down, forcing it into her.
"Nnnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" Kathy closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure.
"Nnnppphhh! Uuunnnggghhh!" Toby gasped and his eyes were wide with disbelief at how tight and good his sister's cunt felt as it squeezed around his peter, almost sucking him in. His hard, swollen rod penetrated further and further until it was all the way in. They lay there, Toby jerking the muscles in his penis and Kathy squeezing at his shaft with her cuntal muscles, then slowly, rhythmically, Toby began moving his hips.
"Uuummmppphhh! Oh, Toby! Oh, you're big! Mmmnnn!" Kathy was almost swooning with delight. She arched up her pussy to meet his descending thrusts. She used the muscles in her legs and pussy to squeeze his hard peter every time it plunged into her crevice.
The pleasures they were feeling surging through their bodies made them want to cry out loudly with pleasure, but somehow they remembered that their parents were sleeping in the same house, and they kept their excitement down to low moans of delight. They fucked quietly, but the expressions on their faces told each other how good it was.
"Mmmppphhh! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Kathy squeezed her cunt around Toby's prick as it penetrated her cunt even deeper. The smooth outer skin of his hard peter was being tugged back and forth as his dick slid in and out. His hard shaft, rubbing against her clitoris, made her moan with pleasure. Waves of excitement shot out from her throbbing clitoris and enveloped her body.
They squirmed excitedly on the bed, their naked bodies grinding together.
"T-Toby! I'm gettin' ready! H-hurry!" Kathy's eyes were wide and excited. Her cunt seemed to be squeezing his descending penis like a set of fingers.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Toby's eyes were wider than they had ever been in his life. "Oh, Kathy! I can feel you all around me! I'm g-gettin' . . . ready! Ooohhh! I can't hold back any more! I'm g-gonna . . . CUM! UUUNNNGGGHHH! MMMPPPHHH!"
Kathy felt her brother's dick swell up inside her. She felt his semen moving up through his pulsating shaft as he bucked madly atop her, driving his huge worm deep within her again and again. His peter throbbed violently, then his semen came gushing up through the center of his shaft in waves.
"Mmmppphhh! Nnnggghhh!" Kathy closed her eyes and grasped Toby with her arms, pulling him down and pushing him up. She thrust her pussy up and down around his descending shaft, milking it while he fucked her. Her fingernails dug into his back and her teeth sank into the skin at the base of his neck. She writhed wildly beneath him. Glob after glob of hot boy cum gushed forth from his prick and down into her cunny hole. They fucked until he was drained, until his dick began losing his hardness and finally flopped out of her hole on its own.
Toby rolled over onto his back beside her. They held hands and breathed in pants, trying to catch their breath. Their hearts pounded wildly.
Otis lay in the bathtub, looking down his body, admiring the big hard wienie that stuck up between his legs. He worked up some more soap into his hand, and began rubbing his prick once again. He had been in the bathroom for over an hour now, and his cock was rock hard, throbbing, and leaking like a punctured garden hose.
"Mmmnnn! Ah, that feels good!"
Thinking about what he had seen Stan do to Kathy in the supply room at school had worked him up into a state of excitement, and this was the only way he knew to satisfy the urgent demands of his body. His soapy fingers worked up and down, rubbing the skin of his aching penis back and forth over his cockhead. He used his other soapy hand to play with his balls and squeeze and fondle them. He masturbated openly, drawing his fingers up and down, tugging at the skin of his dick, moaning with delight.
The door to the bathroom was wide open. Otis never bothered to close it. His mother had warned him not to close it anyway. She was always afraid he would get into the medicine cabinet and swallow something, or cut himself with a razor, or even drown in the bathtub. He lay in the tub naked as he had always done, and she walked by and peeked in every once in a while to make sure he was all right, then hurried back to her television set.
Long after his father died, she had given up trying to make him stop playing with his prick. She had told him it would make his brain rot, that it would give him pimples, and that hair would grow in the palm of his hand if he did not stop, but somehow Otis had never quite been able to understand how anything which felt so good could do all those horrible things. He kept on masturbating, and finally his mother had thrown up her hands and given up. She was so used to seeing him do it to himself by now that it no longer even bothered her, or at least she pretended that it didn't.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Otis jerked his hand up and down faster and faster on his throbbing hard-on. He looked up and grinned as his mother appeared in the door. She stared at him, her eyes glittering, her chest heaving beneath her robe as she stared straight down at his pulsating tool.
"Are you about finished, Otis?" she asked. She trembled as he drew his fingers up and down again and again. Her eyes were wide as the slit in the end of his peter opened up and a drop of pre-seminal fluid oozed out onto his cockhead.
"W-will you do it for me awhile, Mom?" he asked. "Ooohhh! It feels good!" He jerked his hand faster. "Please?"
Otis' mother shrugged, then moved over and sat on the edge of the tub. Otis grinned and raised up out of the water excitedly. His mother smiled at him, and picked up the soap. Yes, it had come to this. She was actually masturbating her own son. A twang of passion shot through her heart as she thought of Otis' father and how good he had been in bed before the accident. Now he was laying in bed twenty-four hours a day, a living vegetable, his prick, which had once driven her to such heights of excitement, now just so much useless pulpy flesh.
She encircled her son's penis with her fingers and began drawing them up and down. What would be next, she wondered. She already was having to fight to keep from pulling his huge rod in between her lips and sucking on it. She wanted to feel it up inside her cunt so bad she could hardly stand it. Life was just not fair. Her husband's sex life had been cut off in her prime, and their only son was a simpleton who displayed his hard cock openly and almost constantly. It was a temptation that only the most frigid woman in the world could resist. Sooner or later, any woman would do as she was doing right now, and would be thinking about doing even more.
She drew his peter skin up and down, up and down, masturbating him faster and faster.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Oh, Mom! Mmmppphhh!" Otis spread his legs so she could soap up his balls with his other hand. He stood in the tub with his legs spread as far apart as he could possibly get them, while his mother jacked him off.
"OOOHHH! MOM! GGGNNNPPPHHH! NNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Otis' whole body shook in a series of spasms. His hard cock swelled up even bigger in his mother's hand, then exploded. His hot semen gushed out the slit in the end in spurts.
Otis stared down, his eyes wide with shock, watching as his mother quickly rinsed off his spewing peter, then pushed her lips down over it, sucking up the surging semen as it shot out the end. She sucked and licked his dick and bobbed her head up and down as fast as she could.
"Mmmppphhh! Nnnggghhh! Oh, Mommy! Uuunnnggghhh!"
Otis squirmed helplessly while his mother sucked him dry. When she was finished, she pulled her head back, letting his pulsating peter slide from between her lips. She looked up at him and saw he was smiling. Her cunny was throbbing between her legs. Her excitement was at fever pitch. She looked at his cock, hard and throbbing even more than before, and suddenly knew that the time had come. She had to have him. She needed his hard-on stuck clear up inside her.
"C-come on, Otis," she said, using the wash cloth to rinse down his body.
He stepped out of the tub and she toweled him off gently, fussing over him much more than she usually did, lovingly sponging off every square inch of his hot, beautiful, teen-age body. She led him naked through the house to his bedroom.
"Mom, what are you doin'?"
She drew off her robe and stood completely naked before her son. She took his hand and led him to the bed.
"Mommy wants to show you something," she said.
She drew him down atop the bed and forced him to lie down, then thrust her lips back down over his monstrous erection. It was unfair, her own son parading his hot excited body before her day after day. She could stand no more.
She sucked him long and hard, bobbing her head up and down, licking his pulsating peter all over, toying with his balls, caressing his legs.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! MMMPPPHHH!!!" Otis came again, shooting his hot semen up and out into her hungry mouth. She kept sucking, drawing up seemingly endless quantities of his hot surging semen. When she had sucked the second load from his balls, she climbed atop him, aimed his huge peter upward, and squatted atop it, taking it up inside her. She clamped her cunt around him, and began bucking up and down, sliding her pussy on and off his quivering meat.
In his bed, his crushed, all but lifeless body stretched out like so much meat on his bed, Otis Senior listened to the squeaking bedspreads and low moans coming from his son's bedroom. A tear ran down his cheek and onto the pillow as he thought of the blinding crash of the automobile accident which had left him a living vegetable, unable to work, scarcely able to even feed himself or talk, and which had left his son unscratched, but with the mind of a four-year-old in the body of a teen-age boy.
Otis Senior did not blame his wife for what was now taking place in his son's bedroom. He no longer even blamed himself. All he wanted now as escape. His wife was burdened enough having to work and take care of a boy who acted like he was just past the diaper stage. Him, laying in bed helpless like this, was the additional burden that was slowly breaking her and making her an old woman before her time.
Otis Senior eyed the bottle of pills sitting on his bedside table. Tiny, potent little pills, the doctor had warned him to take them only one at a time. Singly, they kept his body alive. An overdose, the doctor had warned, would do more than kill his pain, so he must be extremely careful.
Otis Senior reached out with his broken hand, trying to control his groping fingers, straining his arm toward the bottle, as now, even his heart was breaking.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Kathy looked around in vain for Otis in study hall the next morning. No one had even seen him. Kathy stopped Mrs. Pennyworthy in the hall to ask her if she knew where he might be. Mrs. Pennyworthy told her the bad news. Otis' father had committed suicide the night before. His mother was keeping him home. They would bury his father, then they would move away to another city a thousand miles away where they would stay with Otis' aunt.
"Then it's over," Kathy said quietly.
Beatrice stared at her. "What do you mean?"
"Otis was the one who was spreading those rumors around about you," Kathy said. "He was watching you through the keyhole in the door to your classroom every day. He didn't mean any harm when he told the other boys what he saw you doing in there, it was just his way of having them pay a little attention to him."
Beatrice started to say something, then stopped. A far away look was in her eyes.
Kathy studied her face. "What is it, Mrs. Pennyworthy?"
Beatrice snapped back to reality. "It's nothing, Kathy, just something I said to Denny last night. I told him it would take a miracle to keep me from losing my job, my husband, and my relationships with my b-boys ... I mean, with my students."
"The miracle has happened," Kathy said. "Otis is leaving, so the rumors running around about you will stop. Only the boys like Stan, Denny, Stevie, and Toby will know for sure, and they'll put a quick stop to any rumors still floating around."
"I guess it is a miracle," Beatrice said. "I'm just sorry that it had to happen this way. I'm sorry about Otis' father, and I feel so sorry for Otis too." Kathy nodded. "I know."
They separated, and Beatrice continued on her way down the hall to Mr. Kimble's office. Mr. Kimble motioned her inside and had her shut the door.
"First, before we get down to talking about what I asked you in to see me about," the principal began, "we're taking up a collection for Otis' mother. She was already in a financial bind, I understand, and now, with funeral expenses, we thought a little cash donation from the teachers might help."
Beatrice nodded. She opened her purse and brought out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to him. Mr. Kimble raised his eyebrows when he saw how much she was offering. Beatrice did not bother trying to explain. She only wished it could be more.
"Well, now," Mr. Kimble said, sitting back down behind his desk. "I guess you know why I asked you in here?"
Beatrice lowered her eyes. "I have that in my purse too," she said. She fumbled in her purse and brought out a white envelope and laid it gently on his desk.
Mr. Kimble picked it up and looked at the outside of it. "What is this?" he asked.
"My resignation," Beatrice said. "I guess it will be better for everyone if I go quietly with as little fuss as possible. I know you, and some of the other parents, might want to press charges against me, but, well, this can be the first step toward all of that, I guess."
Mr. Kimble put the envelope back down on his desk and pushed it back toward her. "I don't want this, Mrs. Pennyworthy. Teachers are easy to come by these days with the economy the way it is, but good teachers . . . that's another story. You're one of the few good teachers this high-school has."
Beatrice forced a smile. "I appreciate the compliment, Mr. Kimble, but I've thought it over very carefully. I was awake almost all night thinking about it. There are so many rumors floating around about me, someone's bound to scream for an investigation. I know that Stevie and Toby and Denny and Stan were in here, and that they tried to blackmail you into leaving me alone, but too many people know about it."
Mr. Kimble nodded. "A lot of the boys know about it," he admitted, "or at least, they've heard about it. They don't really know for sure." He looked straight into her eyes. "I was up all night too, Mrs. Pennyworthy. I was talking to my son. Part of our talk took place in the outpatient clinic at the hospital where a nurse removed a pair of his underpants which had somehow become imbedded in his . . . ah . . . er . . . rectum."
Beatrice's eyes went wide with surprise, then she remembered that the boys had stayed behind in the classroom with Chuck the night before while she had taken Kathy to the car. She blushed.
Mr. Kimble was smiling. "I hate to say such a thing about my own son," he said, "but I'm afraid I think he deserved it. I think he learned his lesson, but he still needs a little special attention. He's a very bitter young man, Mrs. Pennyworthy, and even his grades have been showing his revolt against life. That's what I called you in here for. I want you to give him a little private tutoring."
Beatrice stared at the high-school principal more shocked than if he had dropped his pants right before her eyes.
"Tutoring in English, of course," Mr. Kimble added, "but tutoring in other areas as well. You . . . ah . . . er . . . know what areas I mean."
"You want me to . . . ?"
Mr. Kimble nodded. "Psychologically speaking," Mr. Kimble said, "my son's sex life is a mess. I drug out some of his strange ideas when I talked to him. I think an understanding woman like yourself could do wonders with him. He'd be a completely different boy."
Beatrice could scarcely believe her ears. Mr. Kimble actually wanted her to continue having sexual relations with his son. He was actually setting up a situation where she would be meeting with Chuck . . . how often? Once, twice a month?
"I thought maybe two or three times a week," Mr. Kimble said. "Even more often, if it wouldn't inconvenience you. I, personally, would like to see you meet with him every day of the week."
Beatrice's mouth was hanging open. "B-but what about Chuck? What would . . . ?"
Mr. Kimble smiled. "He had about the same reaction you had when I first suggested it to him. He was shocked. Then, he seemed to get excited about the idea. I don't think we'll have any problems there. You must have made quite an impression on him."
"But the rumors?" Beatrice asked.
"I'm not worried about the rumors that are floating around," Mr. Kimble said. "After seeing how your boys handled me last night, I feel sure that they can handle any of their classmates who continue to talk about you behind your back."
Beatrice stared down at the envelope containing her resignation. She pondered over what the high-school principal had told her a long moment, and then, at last, she spoke. "What about new rumors?" she said slowly. "I ... I wish I could say that being with your son once a day would be enough for me, Mr. Kimble, but I know it wouldn't. I'm afraid no matter how hard I tried, I'd still end up arranging meetings with every pretty boy in school who catches my eye. It's a sickness with me."
"What you're doing when you're not in front of your class teaching English is no concern of mine," Mr. Kimble said. "I might, however, suggest that you carry around a small roll of tape to take care of keyholes from now on. That's how Otis found out about you, isn't it?"
Beatrice stared at him and nodded slowly. "You know about Otis?"
"Chuck told me everything."
When Beatrice opened the door to her classroom, she was confronted with a very exciting sight. Denny and Stan and Stevie were sitting in the desks at the front of the classroom like serious-minded students. At the front of the room, atop her desk, Toby and Kathy were quietly fucking.
"Ram her harder," Stevie urged. "F-faster!" Denny urged. "Oh, look at 'em go, you guys!"
"Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, gee, h-hurry!" Stan said.
Beatrice quickly shut the door and the boys turned to smile at her, then turned back to watch the exciting action taking place on the desk.
Toby and Kathy were completely naked. Their clothes lay in a pile on the floor. Kathy was spread out on her back, her legs spread wide, and Toby was sprawled atop her, humping up and down. Beatrice could see his hard cock ramming in and out of his sister's cunt. They were both moaning with pleasure and panting like animals.
"Nnnggghhh! Ooohhh!" Kathy thrashed her head around and squirmed with pleasure as her brother's penis slid in and out of her tight cunny hole.
"Aaahhh! Uuummmppphhh!" Toby's eyes were tightly closed and he was cooing with excitement. His long, thick penis shaft slid in and out again and again. It was wet with the juices which were oozing out the slit in the end. His heavy balls jostled with each in and out thrust of his pulsing peter.
"C-come on, Mrs. Pennyworthy," Stevie urged. He jumped up, and she saw a big bulge in the front of his pants. "I'm so hot I can hardly stand it." Stevie began unbuttoning his shirt.
The blood sped up in Beatrice's veins until her heart was pounding wildly. She walked slowly up to the front of the room and stood looking down at Toby's naked backside. His bare buns humped up and down, squeezing together, then relaxing as he drove his burgeoning pole in and out of Kathy's hair-covered snatch.
She set her purse down on the floor. The white envelope was inside it. Beatrice smiled slowly, then reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse.
"Ooohhh!" Stevie shivered with excitement. "This is g-gonna be great!" He already had his shirt off, and was pulling off his shoes and socks. "Come on, you guys. Get undressed."
Stan and Denny rose to join him. They peeled off their clothes excitedly. Beatrice gasped with delight when they were down to their underpants and she could see their hard cocks throbbing beneath the thin cotton material around their midsections. She dropped her skirt and peeled down her panties.
Stevie, completely naked and with his hard-on flopping over his sperm-filled balls, moved up to unsnap her bra. She reached down and grasped his pulsating rod while he finished undressing her. He moaned while her expert fingers went to work, pushing and pulling on the sensitive skin of his peter.
Stan peeled down his briefs. His huge erection slapped up against his belly and his balls swelled up beneath it in the air. He let his briefs fall clear down his legs and kicked them off] then spread his ankles, grasped his peter, and began skinning it up and down furiously. The foreskin of his throbbing erection made exciting popping noises as it slid up and down over his bulbous cockhead.
Denny dropped his underpants, almost falling over in his eagerness. He pulled them off his feet and tossed them atop a desk. Like Stan, he was too excited to wait his turn at one of the females. The sight of all those tits and two bushy cunts was too much. He grabbed his dick in his fist and began masturbating desperately. His hand flew up and down on his quivering stem. He gasped, spread his legs, and flailed his fist even faster until it was a blur over his aching shaft.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! MMMPPPHHH!" Toby watched Stevie push Beatrice to the floor and he bucked even more eagerly atop his sister's naked body. He drove his ramrod prick in to the hilt, then pulled it out until only the head of it was still inside her and plunged down again.
"Uuummmppphhh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh!" Kathy squirmed in an agony of excitement. Her bare buttocks rubbed back and forth on the desk. Her tits pushed up at her brother's chest.
Beatrice stared up eagerly, not wanting to miss a detail of what Denny and Stan were doing to their bodies. She gasped with delight as their hands skinned even faster on their oozing peter-poles, beating up a storm. They moaned with pleasure. She watched the expressions on their faces, and her heart pounded with joy.
She felt Stevie climbing atop her, maneuvering himself between her legs. She reached down and grasped his hard, throbbing peter to help him. It was hard and hot and wet. Juice was oozing out the tip and running down the sides onto her fingers. She aimed it at her hungry cunt, and he pushed.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! MMMPPPHHH!" Beatrice cried out with pleasure as his hard wienie slid down into her pussy. It filled her up completely and pulsed within her. She could feel it throbbing, feel the heat of it, then gasped as she felt it begin to move in and out.
"Ohhh, Mrs. Pennyworthy! AAAHHH!" Stevie sobbed with pleasure. He moved his midsection expertly, sliding his hard meat in and out of her tight, gripping pussy. He humped faster, then even faster yet until he was fucking her like a wild boy from the jungle. His naked ass gleamed in the light of the classroom.
Stan's and Denny's hands whipped up and down on their swollen peters. Their balls bounced up and down beneath their frigging hands. The smell of their crotches filled the air. Their fingers made wet, squishy noises as they slid up into the juices trickling down from their oozing cockheads.
There was a knock at the door. They all froze, staring wide-eyed, and they panicked as they saw to their horror that the door was unlocked.
Beatrice, in her shock at seeing Toby and Kathy fucking on her desk, had forgotten to lock it. They held their breath as the doorknob turned. The door swung open.
"What the ..." Chuck stared inside, his mouth hanging open with shock, then he hurried in and shut the door behind him.
Stevie bristled up and started to get to his feet, but Beatrice pulled him back down atop her and held him tight.
A smile spread over Chuck's lips. He pushed his hand into his pocket and brought it back out. "My father sent me down with th-this," he said.
Beatrice looked at what he was holding and laughed softly. It was a roll of masking tape. Chuck peeled off a piece, tore it loose, and pasted it over the keyhole, then turned the door latch, locking it securely. He moved up to the front of the room, looking at each one of the naked persons in turn.
He avoided the hard stares that Stan, Denny, Stevie and Toby threw him, and tried not to laugh at how ridiculous their hostility seemed when they were stark naked and sporting roaring erections right before his eyes. "I'm sorry about last night, Mrs. Pennyworthy," he said.
Beatrice squeezed her cuntal muscles around Stevie's throbbing penis.
"Ooohhh!" Stevie gasped. He began sliding his burgeoning cock in and out of her pussy in spite of himself.
"I really am sorry," Chuck said. "I mean it." His eyes were wide as he watched Stevie's big cock slip down into Beatrice's bushy twat.
"I believe you," Beatrice said. "I . . . ooohhh . . . forgive you. I'm sorry the boys treated you so roughly. UUUNNNGGGHHH! Oh, Stevie!"
"I deserved it," Chuck said. He looked at Beatrice's naked body and licked his lips, then looked at Kathy and Toby on the desk top. Toby was moving again, now. He was grinding his midsection against his sister's, pressing his chest against her swollen tits.
Chuck turned to look at Stan and Denny. They removed their hands from their erections and blushed.
"Well," Chuck said, obviously embarrassed as much as they were. "I guess I'd better go."
"W-wait!" Beatrice said. "Don't go, Chuck!" She reached out, grabbed his leg, and pulled him toward her. Reaching up, she caressed his Levi-clad leg. "Take down your pants, Chuck," she urged.
Chuck blushed with embarrassment, but slowly, he obeyed. He unfastened his belt, unsnapped his pants, and drew his zipper down. His Levi's spread open, revealing the whiteness of his briefs and the outline of his growing erection beneath them. He pushed his Levi's down, then dropped his briefs. His hard cock swung up and grew thicker and longer right before their eyes. His balls hung like thick, juicy plums beneath the base of his shaft. His dark pubic hairs glistened in the light.
"Ooohhh! T-take all your clothes off," Kathy said, panting with excitement as Toby drove his penis clear down into her cunt and ground around, making it rub all around the inside of her pulsating pussy hole.
"GGGNNNGGGHHHI UUUMMMPPPHHH.'" Toby cried out, opened his eyes wide, and his whole body shook in spasms. "I'M CUMMING! NNNGGGHHH!" He bucked madly and his naked butt shook with excitement. His legs trembled as his cock erupted deep within his sister, shooting his hot semen clear up between her legs. "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" He closed his eyes and gasped with delight. They could see the sperm surging up inside his peter each time it slid out into view. Toby collapsed and lay trembling atop Kathy's hot, female body.
"Quick! Oh, Toby, get off! Hurry, someone!"
Stan ran over to the desk, his huge hard-on flopping between his legs. Toby scrambled down and Stan climbed up to take his place. He aimed his huge erection down and pushed.
"UUUMMMPPPHHH!" Kathy cried out with pleasure. "Ooohhh, Stan! Nnnggghhh!"
Chuck peeled off his shirt quickly. He knelt and untied his shoes, then pulled them off and his socks as well. Lifting his feet one by one, he peeled his Levi's and briefs completely off his naked legs. Completely nude, he spread his legs and stood directly over Beatrice's excited face.
"Ohhh, Chuck! Bend down here!"
Stevie bucked faster while he watched Chuck kneel until his burgeoning penis was swaying a mere two inches above Beatrice's face. Beatrice grasped it with her fingers, peeled the foreskin down off his peterhead, and pulled it into her mouth.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" Chuck squealed with joy as her tongue licked out at his sensitive peter skin. Her lips closed down around his shaft, imprisoning it within her mouth, and she began sucking on it. She sucked hard and licked out at every square inch of hot cock her tongue could reach. She soon had Chuck moaning uncontrollably and his body began trembling with excitement at the beautiful sensations being created by her vacuum-cleaner of a mouth.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Stan grunted with joy each time his throbbing peter pole descended into Kathy's steaming cunt. His quivering cock made loud squishy noises with each descent and slipped in and out easily amidst the huge load of sperm Toby had deposited there.
Toby looked down at his sister, watching Stan's hard-on slip in and out of her cunt, and his own dick jerked up into renewed hardness. The heat of his sister's cunt had scarcely faded away when he was harder and hornier than ever. He glanced at Denny, watching his fist slide over his aching peter, and proceeded to imitate him at once. He grabbed his cock and whacked at it mercilessly, beating his meat as though he had not cum in a month.
The room was filled with the sounds and odors of sex. The boys' fists slid up and down on their peters, popping the foreskin rapidly, their balls slapping against their legs. The smell of their oozing peters seeped up through the air. Stevie and .Stan pumped up and down, their bare bellies slapping against the bellies of the females sprawled naked beneath them. Beatrice's mouth made wet, slurping noises as she gobbled Chuck's oozing peter worm.
"GGGNNNPPPHHH! NNNPPPHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Stevie's whole body stiffened. He gasped, then broke loose, his body shaking, his face screwed up in an expression of pure pleasure. He thrust his midsection up and down, spearing Beatrice mercilessly with his spewing hard-on. Hot semen surged up through his shaft and erupted from the slit in the end. Glob after glob of hot cum shot out to splatter all over the insides of her hot cuntal passageway.
"Mmmppphhh! Mmmnnn!" Beatrice moaned with pleasure around her mouthful of oozing penis. She sucked harder and faster on Chuck's throbbing erection and ran her tongue all over it desperately. Her pussy exploded beneath the onslaught of Stevie's burgeoning tool. As his semen filled up her insides, she shook in violent orgasm.
Stevie collapsed and rolled off of her body. He had scarcely time to move aside before Denny was down on the floor and crawling up to take his place. Denny aimed his peter down and shoved hard, driving it clear inside Beatrice's cunt in one hard thrust.
Beatrice sucked even harder on Chuck's big mouthful of a cock. She pushed her lips up till they were at its very root, then opened her mouth and took in his balls. This was her favorite sport, sucking up every cubic inch of a boy's hot genitals. She ran her tongue all over his hairy balls and sucked hard at his shaft, drawing it even farther down into her throat. She ran her hands all over his legs and naked backside while she sucked him. She could not get enough of the principal's hot, naked son. His dick jerked in her mouth. Surges of pre-seminal fluids oozed up through his stem and out into her throat. The walls of her throat were soon coated with the wet, sticky stuff.
"Mmmppphhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" Denny's eyes were wild with lust. He had been jacking off his hard cock so long that it was already on the verge of exploding. "OH, NO! NNNGGGHHH! I'M C-CUMMINGGGG!!!"
Denny moaned loudly and ground his midsection down hard, forcing his swollen peter to rub all over every square inch of Beatrice's hot, sperm-filled cunt-hole. Stevie's semen gurgled within her, then was suddenly multiplied in quantity as Denny's jism gushed out in surges to join it. Glob after glob of peter fluid shot out his pulsating peter until Beatrice's cunt was filled to the brim.
"OOOHHH! Oh, Stan! NNNGGGHHH!" Kathy was jerking violently on the desk. Stan was writhing above her, shooting his load, cumming quietly, a sharp contrast to the moaning Stan who had been crying out with joy a few moments ago. His face was screwed up into an expression of joy and his lips were covered with a beautiful smile. He bucked his hips quietly, shooting his peter-load deep within Kathy's cunt.
Kathy ground her bare ass down onto the desk as waves of orgasm rocked through her body.
"MMMPPPHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!" Chuck's whole body stiffened. His eyes wide, he looked down, watching Beatrice's mouth suck his dick so hard that it was impossible to hold back. He strained to clamp the muscles closed to hold back his load. The sensations mounted in his penis, then broke down the dam.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! NNNGGGHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!" Chuck hot sperm surged up his shaft. It spewed out the end of his peter and clear down into the innermost depths of Beatrice's throat. "Ohhh, Jeez! Uuummmnnn!" His huge boy hard-on quivered and pulsed while Beatrice milked and sucked up every last drop of semen he could offer.
Beatrice collapsed amidst her drained, naked students. They panted for breath and their hearts pounded for a long moment until the excitement of their orgy subsided at last. They looked at each other happily, not in the least embarrassed at what /they had just done.
Stevie eyed Chuck a long moment, then slowly smiled. "Welcome to the club," he said, expressing his acceptance of Chuck's presence on behalf of them all.
Chuck returned his smile somewhat sheepishly, then turned and looked at Beatrice. "One thing I don't understand," he said. "My dad said he was going to talk to you about three things, today. He was going to ask you to stay on and keep teaching. He was going to ask you to give me . . . lessons. But he wouldn't say what the third thing was. What was it?"
Beatrice smiled, but said nothing. The memory of what had happened when Mr. Kimble had stood up from his desk would be engraved in her brain forever. The third thing had been the best of them all. Her throat was still sore and her cunt still ached from that third thing. There, sticking out of the high-school principal's fly, had been the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life.
