A teacher learned from two young boys at a summer lake cottage more about sex in half an hour than she had experienced in all her previous lifetime.
A secluded cottage was the ideal vacation spot a beautiful young teacher decided one summer. There was only one home anywhere near her place. And, she concluded she would be relatively free of bothersome neighbors.
However, as it turned out, the neighbor's teenage son, and his friend had been there for a week before her arrival and gotten used to strolling naked on the beach, and swimming in the nude. Spotting the teacher, they suggested she join them in the "nude kick". And the teacher, who at first thought it would be impossible to parade around in the nude, finally got so high on the idea of letting them admire her naked body, she slipped out of her bikini swim suit.
When the boys got a load of her in the buff, they promptly proceeded to make love to her in a secluded cove where they had managed to take her. Here they tried every conceivable sexual act upon her body. Using their mouths on her genitals, they excited her to flaming sexual heights she never knew existed. Now, she was hot for their bodies, and did just about anything they asked her to. After having tasted the delights of total sexual encounter, she pursued sex relentlessly for awhile. Then, she knew she had to take off or get in terrible trouble, as sooner or later she would get caught.
The problem now became too much for her, for even after she managed to leave the lake cottage, she felt this compulsion for young boy's bodies. And she persisted in her pattern of luring young men to bed with her so she could practice devious sexual acts upon them.
However, in the end, she was trapped in one of her wild sexual flings, and discovered sex can be as painful as it is pleasurable, under certain circumstances.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"I'm going to get away from it all," Debbie Hansen told her girl friend, Sandy.
"Where are you going?" Sandy smiled.
"I'm going to go to Lake Charlotte," she said.
"Oh, that's a beautiful lake," she smiled, "you're going to have a wonderful time."
"Well, I need a vacation," the teacher insisted, "there have been so many kids caught in that dope circle you read about in the paper."
"I know," Sandy agreed, "that must have been awful."
"Well, it's awfully difficult to teach a bunch of kids that are high on something," she smiled. "You poor darling," Sandy smiled. "I bet you never thought you would get into anything like this when you started teaching, did you?"
"I certainly didn't," she said, "If I had I certainly wouldn't have become a teacher."
"Right on," Sandy said.
Glancing down at her watch, Sandy told her, "Well, honey, I've got to get going. I've got so many things to do."
"Okay," she told her, "take care."
A few moments more and she was gone. Now, Debbie was left alone. She had packing to do. Then she had to make sure all the utilities were turned off in her apartment for the summer. As she packed, she thought of all the experiences she had been through the past year. She couldn't help wondering if teaching was the career that was really meant for her. In many ways she liked it and in many ways she didn't. But as she looked out her window at the trees and heard the birds chirping, she got some wonderful ideas about summertime. She wanted to get a lot of swimming in and work on her thesis for her Master's degree. If she could get her Master's degree, she could teach in junior college. That would take her away from all these difficult kids that she had to constantly deal with. It made her laugh as she thought about it, as she never intended to get in such a difficult school. However, Hanover High School was the only school available to her.
When she was offered a position at that school, she accepted it. It seemed like the only thing she could do under the circumstances. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had any job at all. However, the first opportunity that she could use to better herself and get another position, she was going to use.
A couple of days later she had all her work done. Then she was able to take her trip. It didn't take her long to be driven to her cottage. As she looked at the beautiful cottage sat right on the lake, she sighed, "Wonderful. Oh, I'm so glad to be here."
She went into the cottage and she unpacked. Then she looked out of the window and saw a couple of boys from the house next door who were swimming. She watched them as they splashed around in the water. Then all of the sudden she saw them emerging from the water, stark naked. Her eyes followed their movements-closely. She couldn't hardly believe it. They had erections. They were walking stark naked along the beach in front of her house. They were husky, virile, young men. Their well-suntanned nude bodies appealed to her. To her surprise, she wished she could go out there and look at them closer. She had always avoided getting involved sexually. School work kept her too busy. Now she regretted it. She wished she too, had some sexual experiences. She thought of one way that she could become involved with the boys. She could go over to them and tell them they had no right to be walking naked on the beach in front of her cottage. First, she decided that she would put on her swim suit. And she did. When she had finished sliding into her lemon-yellow bikini, she glanced in the mirror at herself. She did look pretty good in a bikini. She had large breasts, trim hips and lithe long legs. Blonde hair fell on her shoulders, and she had white skin. That was the betrayal-the betrayal of the fact that she hadn't been at the beach at all. She was eager to get out there and get a neat tan. As she strolled out on the beach, the young men looked at her.
"Well," she said abruptly, "I think you boys ought to put some clothes on."
"What's wrong with skinny-dipping?" one boy smiled.
"Plenty," she said, "have you no decency?"
"What has decency got to do with nudity?" he demanded.
She couldn't take her eyes off them. This bothered her.
"Go ahead and tell me," the boy smiled, "nothing."
"It has a lot to do with it," she said, "just because there are two cottages in this cove and you feel secluded doesn't mean you have a right to invade my privacy."
"Well, our folks are gone," one smiled at the other. "We have a perfect right to be here. Okay, we'll cross the line over here, then it's our side."
"I can still see you," she complained.
"Yes," one boy smiled as he grabbed his rockhard cock. "Doesn't it look nice?"
"You're terrible," she exclaimed, "this younger generation is going to hell and back."
"Are we?" he grinned.
"I think so," she said, "back in my day, we would never act like you kids do. I'm a teacher and I know what goes on. You can't fool me any. No doubt you kids get drunk and everything else."
"You mean like a little weed," one boy smiled at the other. "Yes," she said.
"Well, don't worry about it Teach," he said, "stay cool!"
She was getting more disgusted every minute. It was obvious that he was just laughing at her.
"Don't you respect anything or anybody?" she demanded.
"Yes," he said, "I respect my senses. I respect my sense of taste, my sense of sight, my sense of touch. And, I'll tell you this, honey, I would sure love to touch you, because I can see by looking at you that you would taste good."
Now she was blushing red. She was feeling embarrassed and angry. All at once the two boys came closer and started stroking their cocks.
"Stop it," she said, "stop it!"
The harder they stroked, the longer their dicks became. This annoyed her no end.
"Oh, don't do that," she objected.
Yet, as the boys stood on each side of her and pumped their penis's, she did feel something. She felt attracted to them. She wanted something to do with them.
"How do you like it?" the husky brown-haired boy asked excitedly.
"Well, it's big enough, isn't it?" she said smoothly.
"Sure it is, honey," he said, "and I'll give it to you too, that is if you want it?"
"Want it," she said, "what would I want with?" her voice trembled.
"Nine inches," he smiled, "that's how long it is."
As she looked at it, she calculated that it probably was nine inches.
"Did you ever get fucked, Teacher?" the curly-headed blond boy asked her.
"You're awful," she said.
"You didn't answer the question," he said, "did you ever give a blow job?"
"Look," she said, "what I've done is my business. And what you do is yours. But you definitely are invading my privacy and I'm going to go and tell your folks about it."
The brown-haired boy looked at her and laughed, "Our folks are gone. Isn't that nice? It's my parents who live here and this buddy here is my guest."
"You're awful," she snapped indignantly, "awful. I can't stand you."
The boy paid no attention to what the teacher was saying, as he went right on stroking.
"Oh, Teacher," he said, "could we ever have fun with you. One could stick it in the front and the other could stick it in the back."
"Get away from me," she said.
Before she knew what was happening, one boy had pulled her bikini bottoms off and the other was pulling her bra off.
"You're raping me," she said, "stop it."
Before she knew what was happening, the brown-haired boy was down on the sand. He was gripping her and pulling her over his penis. As it slid smoothly in place in her vagina, she gasped, "Oh no, what the hell are you doing to me?"
"Screwing you," he smiled. "Doesn't it feel good, honey?"
"No," she snapped, "I won't do it."
A moment later the blonde-haired boy was spitting on his hand and applying it to his penis.
Then he slid a finger into her pussy, and guiding himself in a second later. As his cock thrust into her tight channel she let out a howl of protest.
"You're killing me," she complained, "stop it, stop it right now!"
She was really disgusted. But there wasn't a thing she could do about it now.
"Oh fuck it," the boy cried as he thrust his penis into the teacher.
"You're disgusting," she sobbed as tears rolled down her face.
"Don't pull that crying act," he chuckled. "It won't work."
"You bastard," she snapped.
"That's what I like," he panted, "a woman with spirit. Come on, baby, fuck me. Fuck. Fuck, baby, Fuck."
Harder and harder he drilled into her pussy and every second he was becoming more excited.
"Oh, ah, yes. Yes, baby. That's what I like. Do it baby, do it."
Faster and faster he went to town. Every second was more exciting than his last.
"Keep it up sweetheart," he said, "that's beautiful." He pumped fiercely. "Oh, ah, yes, yes. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The delicious excitement of what was happening to him got to him now. Every second was becoming more stimulating and more exciting.
As he rammed it into her, she became more and more excited.
"Oh, fuck me," she begged, "fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck. That's what I want. Fuck, Fuck me!"
Every second was more exciting than the last and suddenly she fell into his pace. She began clasping his sliding tool in her pussy. The second that the brown-haired boy realized that she was giving him lubrication, he knew that she was turning on all the way.
"You like it a lot don't you?" he asked with a sly smile forming on his lips.
"Don't talk about it," she said, "just get the damn thing off."
"That's it," he panted, "twist your ass."
The boy who was thrusting it to her from behind laughed.
"Twist your tail," he told her, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, that's what I dig. Do it."
Faster and faster the tail ground around as the cock drilled into the woman. She was indeed going out of her mind. She loved it. To her great surprise, it didn't seem wrong at all. It just seemed delightful. She never dreamt that she could become involved with young boys.
"What's your name?" she asked the boy who who was pumping into her pussy.
"Burt," he said, "and that's my buddy, Don."
"Come on, Burt," she said, "get it off. Shoot it. That's it. Oh, honey."
Burt was really pumping it to her from beneath. His buddy, Don, was ramming it up her from behind. Together they were giving her a wild workup.
"Oh," she panted excitedly, "that's too much. Oh, baby I like it."
Faster and faster they went to town on her, every second became more pleasurable than the last.
She found it a bit difficult to accommodate the two of them.
"Oh, ah, yes baby, yes. Now you're doing it."
The delicious excitement of what was happening was surging through her. Every second she became more intensely excited.
"Screw it," Burt panted as he grabbed her ass cheeks.
"Okay, Burt baby," she said, "why not? I'm enjoying this."
"I knew you would," he said, "it feels good doesn't it honey?"
"Yes," she sighed, "it does feel good."
Faster and faster both boys pumped it into her and she was becoming more and more excited.
"Oh, I like it," she gasped. "I like it."
Now they were both going out of their minds with delight and pleasure.
"Keep it up," he begged her. "Oh, honey, that's it. That's what I want!"
Burt's hands slid around her ass. She loved his hands there. She also loved the idea of being fucked from behind. She never realized that this could provide such erotic thrills.
"How do you like my dick stuck up your pussy?" Don asked with a laugh.
"Feels good, Don," she assured him.
As the sun beat down on their three naked bodies on the sand, they joined together in a three-way, the teacher and the two young boys.
"Oh, ah," Don panted, "I'm almost there."
"So am I," his buddy Burt replied happily.
"Let's make it together," the teacher suggested, "a three-way climax. Okay, kids?"
The hot cock shot into her and a second later Don's ramming penis exploded too. A moment later the teacher came too.
"I'm cumming," she cried in surprise and delight.
"So am I," Don said slamming it home one more time. Don's balls were bouncing on her behind as he finished.
"Oh, grab it with your pussy muscles," Burt begged her.
She clasped the gliding penis in her vagina muscles and held on. It felt tremendous to her to have the juice shooting into her like that.
"Oh, baby," she sighed, "I love it. It feels fantastic!"
Debbie was indeed delighted. The two boys had given her a wild time. She loved every second of it.
"Oh, that feels so good to me," she sighed ecstatically. "Oh, yes, I guess I needed this good fucking."
When they had completed shooting, they all lay there collapsed in a heap for a moment. Don was the first to pull his cock out of her. He did it a little too fast and she told him so too.
"Take that thing out easy," she told him.
She got off Burt who was on his back. The juicy cum splashed over him as she did so.
"You really juiced, Teacher," Burt grinned.
"Okay," she laughed, "I guess we're going to be good neighbors."
"Teacher, is that the good neighbor policy that they used to have years ago with South America?"
"Well, there was a good neighbor policy with South America, but it didn't have a damn thing to do with what we've been doing."
"Just a joke," he laughed.
"I do feel a bit awkward with you kids running around nude."
"Well, don't," Burt replied. "I think it's a healthy normal state. Let's go in the lake and wash off."
Don was the first to turn around on his heels and run into the water. Burt was next to follow. The teacher came last. As they all splashed in the water and the sun beat down with penetrating rays, the teacher laughed and smiled.
"You don't seem very old, Teach," Burt said.
"Well, I'm not," she said, "I'm just 23. How old are you?"
"Well, I'm 18 and he is 19," Burt smiled.
"Well," she said, "I'm just a few years older."
"You're an old woman," Don chuckled.
"In your eye's maybe," she said. "I'll say one thing for you kids, you really are something else."
Burt and Don moved beside her.
"Reach under the water and feel of me," Burt insisted.
"Why?"
"Because," he told her, "I've got a hard-on."
"That's impossible," she said, "you just shot your pistol."
"But my pistol is hard again," he tried to make her understand.
"You couldn't come up that quickly," she insisted.
"You don't know," he said.
"Well," she smiled, "I guess if you are oversexed it is possible."
"Does it mean I am over-sexed because I can get one hard-on after another?" Burt laughed as she began feeling of his balls.
"Feel of me too," Don smiled.
She reached over and grasped his penis. He loved it when she played with it like this.
"Oh, that feels so good to me," Don smiled. "I really love it."
Now she was pulling on them under the water.
"We're making waves," Burt chuckled. "You're hand job is creating waves."
The two of them laughed. Suddenly, Burt pulled away and began running toward the shore. Turning back he called to the teacher, "Hey Teach, follow me!"
All she could see was his back glistening in the sun and then she caught sight of his buttocks as he was running along the beach. The other boy pulled away and followed. Soon, she was chasing them. They darted into a rocky cove. Then when they were in the protective shade of the cove, young Burt turned around and said, "Hey Teach, I want to teach you something."
"What, Burt?" she smiled playfully.
"How to make a man real happy," he said.
"How is a woman supposed to make a man really happy," she giggled.
Don looked at her and laughed.
"I'll tell you Teach," he said, "look."
The young boy standing there stark naked with his huge cock sticking out looked at her and opened his mouth. Then he let his tongue poke around in the air.
"What are you doing?" she asked him curiously.
"Using my tongue," he laughed, "how do you like it, teacher?"
"I like it fine," she said.
"Don't you understand," Don said, "he wants you to tongue him."
"Tongue you?" Debbie asked curiously, not quite comprehending what the boy had in mind.
"Yes, beautiful," the boy smiled at the blonde woman, "I want you to use your tongue all around my body. Then I want you to lick my balls, and graduate up to my cock."
"That's some graduation," she said.
"Well, it's a nice kind of graduation," he said, "you will enjoy it too. You just got to get used to it. Once you get hooked on my sperm you'll want it all the time."
"How do you know that?" Debbie laughed.
"Well, a little chick at college got addicted to my cock."
"You're kidding," the teacher laughed, "I don't believe you for a minute."
"It's true," Don said, reaching down and stroking his own cock.
"There was this little chick. She was crazy about blow job but once she got in his head and started sucking and got a load of his sperm juice, she was hooked on him for life."
"What did you do?" she asked.
"Oh, I had to break it off with her," he said, "I couldn't go on letting Carol eat me. I had to have a little variety. I mean, we weren't married or anything. Why should I stick with one chick?"
"Well, that's a very good point," she said. "But you know, you puzzle me."
"Do I?", he smiled. "Well I'm going to offer you a puzzle. You get up here and start licking me all over and you are going to wonder whatever hit you."
The young boy climbed up on a rock. His body was still wet and glistening in the sun. However, the rock was so secluded that no eyes could see into their private cove.
"Oh, I can't do this," she told Burt.
"The position may be silly," he agreed, "but believe me, baby, the feeling isn't. It's the most fantastic sensation you'll ever find."
"No," she said, "I won't."
"Oh, yes you will," he said, "or I'll tell people about you."
That did it. She was so angry now, her face turned livid with rage.
"What do you mean tell your folks?" she demanded. "How dare you talk that way to me?"
"Come on, Teach," he said, "be a good lover."
"Forget it," the teacher snapped indignantly and turned around.
However, as she was about to walk away, Burt got in front of her.
"Quit pushing against me," she complained.
"Go back to my buddy," Don said, not smiling now.
"I won't," she insisted.
"You will," Don smiled. She felt his huge penis pushing against her pussy and she knew that it was six of one and half-a-dozen of another.
"Okay," she agreed, "be difficult."
She was furious that this was happening to her. But there was obviously no alternative.
"Okay," she agreed, "but this is it. I'm going to do it today, but that is it. Do you understand?"
"A deal is a deal," Burt chuckled, "that's okay, Teach. If you just want to do us today, beautiful. You're going to enjoy it today and so are we. Get up here and lick my body."
She climbed the smooth rock and young Burt was on all fours watching eagerly.
"How do I do this?" she said disagreeably.
"You clasp my ass in your hands," he explained, "then you use your tongue. You let your tongue slide around my buttocks."
"Okay," she grinned, "but I will hate it."
"You'll love it once you get used to doing me," he laughed.
The hot tongue went to town. She held her hands on his ass cheeks, massaging him as she licked his body lightly.
"Oh, do I ever like that," he said. "You're great at it baby. That's beautiful. I could teach you a little technique."
As he wiggled his ass, he explained technique of pressing his prostate to the teacher.
"The real trick, Teach," he said, "if you want to know is to stiffen that tongue. Don't just lap it like that. No, I appreciate it but that's not the way. The way to do it is to stiffen your tongue as you lick me."
"Oh," he panted as she did that, "does that ever feel good. Oh yes. Right on!"
The pleasure was building every second.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I like. Keep it going."
Faster and faster the hot tongue stabbed away. Every second he was becoming more intensely excited.
"Oh baby," he panted eagerly, "do I ever love that. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Keep that going. Faster, faster. Now you're doing it. Oh, I just love that."
The delicious excitement that seared through his body was almost more than he could bear.
"Oh, ah, that's beautiful. Do it. I love it."
The hot tongue stabbing action continued. Every second became more exciting for him.
"Keep it up," he told her, "Oh, ah, yes, yes. Yes, baby that's what I dig. Yes, ah, Yes, baby. Do it."
The delicious pleasure persisted. Every second was becoming more pleasurable.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. Do it. Do it baby."
Now, she was perspiring. She could hardly stand it and her heart was pounding faster. She wondered how it would finish.
"Sweetheart," he told the teacher, "swing around here, and get underneath me. I want to let you lick my balls awhile."
Slipping her tongue off him, Debbie got beneath him. The rock was a little bit uncomfortable on her back. She was grateful that it was as smooth as it was.
"How do you like me from down under?" he smiled.
"I don't," Debbie snapped defiantly, "you're forcing me, you know."
"Oh, yes, we know," he said, "we're raping your face. Okay, Teach, now lick quickly around my balls. I'm real hot now."
The teacher was more and more excited and she licked around the balls. Every second he loved it more.
Opening her mouth she took the balls in. He loved that.
"Oh," he panted, "that's too much. Oh, yes, do the balls. Lick em. Oh, baby do I ever love that!"
The delicious excitement that was burning through his body now was about to explode. His balls could hardly take much more than that.
"Keep it up," he told her, "Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I dig. Keep doing it."
The exploring hot tongue went to town. Every second she was more excited.
"Lick the balls," he told her emphatically. "Lick them. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I dig."
Both balls were in her hot mouth now. She was laving them with her tongue.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. Lick, lick the balls."
Finally, she released the balls, then she licked up the underside of his huge shaft. As she measured it with her eyes she thought it probably was nine inches. She let her mouth slip over its huge head smoothly.
"Oh Teacher," he said, "what a hot mouth you've got. Oh, yes. You don't know how good that feels to me!"
She knew that he wasn't kidding because now his body was sweating and he was vibrating.
"Eat me," he begged her. "Eat me. Oh, baby, do off."
He was really enjoying himself now.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly. "That's too much. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Eat me."
Faster and faster her mouth traveled over the length of his cock. She would slide off to the tip and then move back to its thick base. Her fingers were playing with his balls all the time.
"Teacher," Burt panted, "use your fingers for my ass. That's it. Slip a finger up my asshole."
A hot finger plunged into his tight ass. He loved the feeling of it going slipping in there.
"Oh," the young boy panted as the blonde, attractive teacher played with his buttocks. "I love it."
Sure enough he did love it and as the hot finger plunged up there he became more and more excited.
"Oh baby," he told her, "Oh yes. I love it." The passionate pleasure was building every second.
"Eat my cock," he begged her. "Eat it. Oh, ah, yes, baby. Eat my dick."
Now he was halfway down her throat. He was quivering with excitement, passion and desire.
"Oh, baby," he gasped excitedly, "it won't be much longer now. Oh, ah, yes, yes sweetheart. I'm throat fucking you. How do you like a cock sliding down your throat? Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful. Oh, yes baby, eat that juick cock. Oh, ahh, you're going to love it. You're going to get my sperm. You're going to love my cream."
She wondered why he was building up so about his cum. She thought he was just brainwashing her. She didn't believe a word he said. However, a second or two later when the hot cock juice spurted into her mouth in spasms of creamy thick cum, she changed her mind.
"Eat that juicy cock," he told her, "get all the juice out. Go after the juice baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, go after the juice."
The steady stream of white cum surged into her mouth.
"Swallow my sperm," he told her in a debasing manner, "swallow it Teacher. Eat it. Eat my cock juice."
To her enormous surprise she found it wasn't just propaganda. His pecker juice was delicious. She loved the taste of his sperm. It was creamy, thick and delicious.
"Eat me," the boy begged, "eat me."
As he panted and continued thrusting, he begged her, "slide a finger up my asshole, Teacher. Finish it off."
She gripped his ass cheeks and slid a finger up there slowly. Burt loved it.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's wild. Oh, Teacher, you're driving me out of my gourd. Oh, yes, that's beautiful!"
The pleasure was almost more than he could stand.
"Eat it," he begged her, "eat it!"
He was really excited and stimulated now.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you are too much. Much too much."
The super enjoyment of the off beat sex had her shaking and vibrating. When she finished pumping her finger in and out of his asshole, and all the juice had shot out of his penis, he slowly eased himself out. A little bit of the cum dropped on her lips. The teacher wiped it off with her tongue.
"You liked it Teach, didn't you?" he smiled proudly.
Breathing heavily, he watched her breasts heaving up and down.
"What a juicy set of knockers you've got. I really like big breasts."
"I thought you did from the way you looked at them," she laughed.
"Teacher," he said, "how do you like my sperm? How does it line up?"
"Well, I haven't had much experience," she said, "but you did taste marvelous, I'll admit it."
"Good for you, sweetheart," he said, "it's nice to be appreciated."
Before he could continue his conversation, his buddy, Don, was up on the rock beside him.
"My turn now," he insisted, positioning himself.
"I've got to do it to both of you ?" she laughed.
"Yes," Don said, "you don't believe in discriminating against my cock do you?"
"Oh, no," she said, "your cock is just as good as his cock."
"Not the cream," Burt protested.
"Well, I wouldn't know," the young teacher said, "I couldn't compare because I haven't tried the other one."
"Well, try the other one," Burt chuckled, "then you will know who is best by taste test. Right?"
"Right on," she laughed. "If they can determine it with coffee I guess they can determine it with cream."
The two of them laughed. But Don wasn't laughing, he was too hot and bothered to be laughing.
"Get up here fast," he begged, "I want some action."
Realizing that she indeed had no alternative, she grasped his ass with her hands and then she massaged it.
"Don't be bashful," Don told her. "Get your tongue sliding around there. I want it."
"I can tell that," she laughed, "and you're going to get it."
The hot tongue flashed all over his body.
"Lick me," he told her. "Fuck it."
The hot tongue surged all over him and she eagerly licked him.
"Oh, ah," he panted, "that is too much. Oh, yes, yes, that's beautiful!"
Every second he enjoyed it more. He played with himself while the teacher licked his body. He was waiting for that fantastic moment when her mouth would slip over his penis head.
"Oh," the boy panted, "you don't know what you're doing to me Teacher. Oh, yes, lick it, lick. Lick my body."
The pleasure was building every second. He knew that he couldn't last much longer.
"Keep it up," he gasped, "keep doing it."
Then after her hot tongue had given him a tremendous hard-on he knew it was about time that she cover his cock with her mouth.
"Eat my cock," he told the teacher.
She slipped her mouth off him. Once more she was lying with her back on the rock. The sun was beating down on her face at this slant of the sun's rays. She told him to move.
"Not at this angle, honey," she said, "the sun is getting in my eyes."
"Okay," he told her, "I'll shade it with my thighs."
He moved his leg forward so that the sun no more intruded. Now she pulled his huge penis to her mouth.
"You're not going to get out of licking my balls first," he reminded her.
She let her tongue slide around his testicles.
"Not just licking," he insisted, "nibble on them."
Opening her mouth she slid one ball in at a time. Then she opened her mouth wider and took both balls in.
"Oh," he panted, "do I ever like that!"
Now she was licking on both balls.
"Oh keep that up," he begged her, "yes, yes, that's what I like. Keep doing that!" Hotter and hotter he became and the cock was getting stronger and longer.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "eat that cock."
Suddenly, she grabbed the hot penis and she licked all around the head of it.
"Oh," he panted, "lick that cock. Oh, baby lick it."
The delicious excitement was surging through him completely now. He could hardly stand it.
"Oh," he panted eagerly, "I love it. Lick my cock."
Quicker and quicker the movements became, the more exciting it became.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, baby, I love that."
Soon the hot penis drilled into the mouth. Then he was going out of his mind with delight and pleasure.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat that cock. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. Lick that juicy dick."
He really loved it. Her cheeks were pulling in as she did him. He knew that he couldn't last much longer like this.
"Eat it," he begged the teacher, "eat it. Oh yes, baby. Eat my juicy cock. That's the way I like it. Let me drive it down your throat."
His ass bucked now as he rode it down her throat.
"I'm throat fucking you now," he told her excitedly, "yes, yes, that's the way we're doing it. Oh, honey, that's fabulous."
The hard penis rode down her throat. She was going out of her mind with delight now. "Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's what I want. I love it." Faster and faster he pumped it to her. Every second was becoming more stimulating and exciting for him.
"Oh, eat me," the boy begged. "Eat my juicy cock. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Finish it off."
The hot juicy penis exploded. She swallowed his sperm gladly. .
"You're eating me," he said, "now stick your finger up my ass, Teach."
A hot finger plunged up his tight anus and she gobbled his thick cream.
"Right on," Don panted. "Eat it!"
She got all of it and she continued pumping her fingers up there until the waves of sperm had subsided. Moving off his cock slowly, she breathed heavily and looked up at him.
"You okay?" she asked him.
"Oh, wow!" Don panted. "Am I ever!"
"Tasted good baby," she said.
"Better than Burt's," he chuckled.
"It was a tie," she laughed.
"That's good or we would have to do it all over again!"
CHAPTER TWO
Opening day ceremonies at the cottage for the summer were almost too much for young Debbie Hansen. She decided that she didn't dare stay there any longer. And so, she quickly canceled out on her reservation, making up some phony excuse for the owner of the cottage. She had decided that she had better clear out. Otherwise, she feared the worst. When the young boy's parents came back to the cottage and heard them talking about it, which no doubt they would do, she feared for the worst. Having made her getaway, she had to pick another place to vacation. She made it a point to take a small room in a house with a family. She thought that in this way she would be safe. Fortunately, she was. However, going back to school the following year, she wasn't quite as safe as she thought she would be. The problems really developed in her third period classroom. This was the class in which she discussed sex. It was called "Sex Education". It was a difficult class for any teacher to teach and she didn't like to do it. She was well supplied by the school with a lot of maps and charts and other little booklets. All of them were quite sterile and antiseptic. All of the correct words were used at all times. Nevertheless the truth of the matter was that it was next to impossible to discuss sex without getting into very embarrassing points. One afternoon she began her class by saying quite bluntly, "Sex is a problem for everyone. Everyone has a problem of one sort or another. The male of the species is considered the aggressor and he is always in pursuit of the female. There are two reasons for this pursuit. One is, of course, preservation of the species, survival or bluntly, having children. The other reason is purely erotic and pleasurable."
The dark-haired boy with penetrating eyes in the back of the room suddenly raised his hand and asked, "What about the sex trip?"
"The what?" the teacher said, not quite knowing what he meant.
"The sex trip, teacher," he chuckled, "could you tell me about that?"
"Oh, I guess I could," she said, "the species are attracted to each other for different reasons. Pleasure is one of the main reasons. A woman's breasts, for example, are considered a pleasure point for men. The vagina is another pleasure point."
"What about the ass?" the boy demanded.
"You must be referring to the buttocks," the teacher answered, "and as I stated before we are only going to use the technical words. We are not going to make a mockery out of this sex class. We are only offering it to you because we assume that you are mature enough to take it in the right way."
"Oh, we're mature enough," Sally Winters in the front row smiled, "I know plenty about sex."
That did it, waves of laughter rocked the classroom.
"Sally is a little swinger," one small boy chuckled.
"We are not going into a discussion of what Sally is or what Sally isn't," the teacher insisted, "and I don't appreciate this laughter. We are here for a serious matter. Sex is not just a plaything."
"What's a peter for?" Sally said.
"Sally, would you stay after class?"
"Well, sure teacher," Sally bubbled, "maybe you can teach me something I don't know."
"I doubt that seriously," Debbie said. "Judging from the way you're acting you already know too much about sex for your own age and own good."
"Age has nothing to do with it," Sally said, "it's instinct and my female instinct works well, so the boys tell me."
More laughter rocked the classroom.
"Is it wrong to screw?" the dark-haired boy asked bluntly.
The teacher looked at his name on her chart. She couldn't see his name and she wasn't sure how to handle the situation. So she just looked at him and said, "Would you stay after school tonight?"
"Any time, Teach," he said in a sexy voice.
"And don't talk to me like that," she said, "don't ever talk to me like that."
"Okay, Teacher," he smiled smugly. "I'll take care."
She couldn't stand his way of acting. He had a certain smug manner that really got to her. However, there was nothing she could do about it. She went on with the class room discussion.
"Sex was meant for everybody to enjoy. The male of the species is supplied with his own sexual attraction. Many women are attracted to men who are muscular and large. They find this particularly appealing. Well-formed, rippling muscles, combined with a trim waist and strong legs with well-muscled calves have been known to turn a lot of girls on. The real pleasure point of many women is the male sex member, known commonly as the penis. Added to this, we might add the testicles. They provide pleasure for men." Sally smiled and called out, "By testicles, Teacher, of course, you mean the nuts."
Another wave of laughter rippled the classroom as the teacher almost lost control of the situation.
"Sally," she said, "I don't want you to open your mouth again in this classroom. You understand?"
"Sure I understand," she laughed, "with all this talk about sex someone might want to slip their thing in."
"That does it," she said, "you are going to the principal when I finish with you."
"Oh, no," Sally said, "I don't want to take him on. You're not bad, honey, but the principal would be too much."
Just as the bell rang the class was rocking with laughter. Sally remained after class and looked at her with saucer innocent eyes.
"Did I say anything I shouldn't Teacher?" she asked curiously.
"Did you say anything that you should've," the teacher said, "would be a much better question, Sally."
"I was just trying to help, Teacher," she said, huskily.
"Well, you didn't help much, honey," the teacher said, "It was quite obvious what you were doing."
"Can you tell who I'm doing?" Sally smiled.
"I didn't say I could tell who you were doing," the teacher said. "I said I could tell what you were doing. There is a difference you know."
The teacher continued talking to her. "It's quite obvious to me that you have been promiscuous," the teacher said.
"What's promiscuous?" Sally demanded.
"Promiscuous means you play the field."
"I don't play baseball," Sally giggled.
"You know what I mean," the teacher said, "and it isn't funny. Okay, so you want me to use your word, so I will. You've been screwing around."
"I'll tell the principal what you said," Sally said smugly. "You know you're not supposed to talk that way to an innocent young school girl."
"Innocent, my ass," the teacher said angrily. "You are about as innocent as a Mae West character."
"Who's that?" the girl said. "Never heard of her."
"Forget it," the teacher said. "She played harlots in old flicks."
"Oh, I dig those old flicks of the 30's and 40's," Sally said, "they're such museum pieces."
"They are classics," the teacher said, "and don't call them museum pieces."
"Oh, I won't," she said, "I wouldn't want to make you out an antique, would I Teach?"
"You are so disgusting," the teacher spit furiously, "that I would like to slap your mouth."
"You better not try it, Teacher," she told her, "or you'll lose your job."
"What do you mean?" she said indignantly.
"Well," she said, "I got Mr. Bowen fired. He got fresh with me and I got him canned."
"What did Mr. Bowen do?" the teacher asked curiously.
"Well, he got fresh like I said, he placed his hand on my shoulder."
"And I imagine that contaminated you," the teacher said sarcastically.
"Well, it didn't help my morals any," she said. "After all, I'm an innocent young school girl."
"Yes, everyone knows," the teacher said, "Sally did you ever take count?"
"Of what?" Sally asked curiously.
"Of how many kids you've had?" the teacher asked.
"Well, I've never taken count by categories," Sally said. "I guess I have made a notch for each one that I've laid. But I don't discriminate between boys and older men. I don't think it's nice. Some older men are as hot as young boys and some young boys are as dull as old men."
"Oh, I've got to hand it to you, honey," the teacher said, "it's mighty noble of you not to discriminate."
"I think so," Sally smiled. "Is there anything more you have to say, I've got to rush on down to the principal and tell him what you said about me."
"You cheap little slut," the teacher said, losing her temper.
"Mustn't talk that way," Sally giggled. "You can't control yourself. Watch your words. Or maybe you don't care about your job."
"You little bitch," the teacher spit furiously.
Just then the principal walked by.
"Oh, Principal Hays," Sally grinned, "you saved me the bother of coming down to see you. This terrible teacher has been saying some awful things to me."
"Like what?" the principal said, setting his jaw sternly.
"Well, she called me a slut, a bitch and a few other things," the young girl said indignantly.
"What did you do to upset your teacher?" the principal said.
"Nothing," she said, "nothing at all, it just came out of a blue sky."
"Yeah, I believe that," the principal said, "but it doesn't excuse the teacher, whatever you did."
"Could I speak to you after class today?" the principal asked.
"I have a free period now, Mr. Hayes," the teacher said, "would you like to talk to me now?"
Sally interjected, "I'll be willing to sign a sworn statement and take an affidavit and an oath or anything to prove what this teacher has done to me."
"What exactly has she done?" the principal asked.
"Humiliated and shamed me," she said. "It's awful."
"Yes," the principal said, "you can make out a statement and drop it after school with my secretary, if you don't mind Sally."
"Oh, I don't mind at all," Sally said, "as a matter-of-fact, I'm glad to do it."
"I'm sure you are," the principal said, looking at her sternly.
Then he turned to the teacher.
"Well, well," he said, "I can see we gave the sex education class to the wrong teacher. This is not an easy subject to teach. The morals of some of our children can be corrupted."
"Look, Mr. Hayes," Debbie Hansen said angrily, "the morals of these kids could never be corrupted. They could only corrupt me. Why, these kids know more about sex than I knew until I was in college."
"Are you trying to say something is wrong with our students here?" Principal Hayes defended the status quo.
"Oh, no," she said, "I would never say that Mr. Hayes. All I know is that they have signs all over the place saying "Support your local pusher."
"That's their sense of humor," he said.
"It is not," she said. "I see them smoking those weeds, and pushing bennies."
"Nobody's perfect, are they?" the principal said, "not even a teacher."
"Mr. Hayes," Debbie said angrily, "did you ever think of standing up for your staff? Did you ever think a teacher could be right?"
"Are you inferring that I'm not fair?" he said angrily.
"What would ever make you think that?" she said.
"The way you're talking now," he said, "I'm getting pretty burned up."
"Hang in there, honey," she said evenly, "you'll do okay."
"Well, I don't like what you're saying," he said frankly. "You are trying to make me out as guilty of something and I'm guilty of nothing."
"Well, I'm not either," she said.
"That remains to be seen," he said, "Sally will make her statement and then we will have a hearing."
"A hearing?" she said angrily, "what do you mean a hearing?"
"We want to be fair with everyone," he said, "if you have witnesses that prove you are telling the truth, present them."
"You know I could get real angry at you," Debbie said.
"You are right now," the principal said, "fess up. You know you are bitter as hell. And it's because you are guilty as hell."
"You can't talk to me that way," the teacher told the principal.
"Well, I'm doing it, honey," he said, "and what are you going to do about it?"
"Plenty," she said, "I'm not going to take this crap lying down."
"Well, then you are going to take it standing up," he said, "but baby, you are going to take it. I'm not going to have a teacher talking that way to my students. These are innocent young school children. I'm not saying they are perfect, but they are basically innocent."
"Well, Sally hasn't been innocent since she was a child. I don't know who started her off but she's been getting plenty of sex mileage for years."
"Those are very serious charges," he said, "I wish I had a tape recorder. Then I could have someone type it up and have it added to the presentation that Sally will undoubtedly give me. And when her mother storms in here defending her, you're in trouble."
"Thank you, good day," she told the principal.
"Are you dismissing me?" he demanded.
"Take it anyway you want to," Debbie said turning away.
"You'll regret this," Principal Hayes assured her, "nobody insults me and gets by with it. Do you understand?"
"I do now," she said, "I didn't when I took this job here. I thought I would be defended. Apparently that is not the case. Well, I'm sorry, I've had enough of this crap."
"So have I," the principal said, "I've had it up to here. So long, teacher."
The principal sailed out the door and with him the teacher thought, her career probably went too. She was really upset now. She had to face the few facts at last. She had gotten carried away. She had been much too brutal when she spoke with the young girl, Sally.
She tried to brush all of it from her brain. Then in the afternoon, the dark-haired young boy with the penetrating black eyes who had spoken to her so disgustingly during the sex education class, showed up. She had forgotten about it with all the excitement over Sally.
"Hello," she said, "now what is your name?"
"Marvin," he smiled.
"Well, Marvin," she said, "do you realize that you didn't talk the right way today?"
He looked at her smugly and said "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, yes you do," she assured him.
"No, I don't," he insisted.
"Sex is serious business," she said. "It's what makes the world go around and you can't deal with it lightly."
"I didn't know I was," he said.
Suddenly she noticed something. The young boy's crotch was bulging. All of a sudden, he pressed against her and said, "I want to tell you something. I want to whisper it in your ear, Teacher."
As he pressed tighter to her ear, his penis pressed tighter toward her pussy. And suddenly he was massaging it back and forth.
"I'd like to fuck you, Teacher."
"Marvin," she said angrily, "how dare you talk that way to your teacher?"
"But you were never meant to be a teacher," he said, "you were meant to be a hell of a lot more. You'd make a good lay for anyone."
"Look," she said, "you are pressing your male member against my 'you know what'."
"Your vagina, Teacher," he told her, "I know the technical word. Say it. And I know the other words too. Your pussy, your cunt. Your beautiful box."
"Quit pressing against me," she said.
Before she knew what was happening, the young boy had darted to both doors and locked them. Then he came back to her and pulling down his zipper, pulled out his penis. Before she knew what was happening, he had her skirt up in the air and her pants down and his dick stabbing her cunt.
"Fuck me," he begged her, "that's beautiful. Give it to me."
Harder and harder he drilled into her. Every second he loved it more.
"Oh," he panted, "give it to me. Oh, baby, give it to me."
The pleasure that he was getting was driving him out of his gourd.
The hard penis driving in there, was really turning him on.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged her. "Fuck. Hang on honey."
As if hypnotized by the young boy's words, she reached back and gripped his hot hips. She held on.
"How do you like it baby?" he asked her. "Fuck it, baby. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Yes, darling," she said, "it does. Give it to me. I like it."
As the young boy pumped his meat to the teacher, she asked him, "How long is it?"
"8 inches," he told her, "but baby I can do what the guys with 10 inches can do."
"Well you're doing a good job now, baby," she agreed.
Faster and faster the cock drilled in there. Every second she became more intensely excited.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "I love it. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I dig. Fuck baby, fuck!"
Faster and faster the boy's penis drove in there and every second she became more eager with it.
"Oh baby," she panted excitedly, "I love that. Oh, ah yes, that's beautiful."
The fantastic pleasure of what was happening to him really reached him.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "do I ever love that! Ohh, ah, yes baby, yes. Fuck baby, fuck."
Harder and harder the tool rode in there. Every second he loved it more.
"Keep it going," he told her. "Oh, yes baby, I want it. I want it."
The pleasure was increasing. Every thrust brought him more delight.
"Screw it," he panted. "Oh, ha, yes, screw it."
The hard penis drilling into her was bringing her great thrills. The coils of her pussy clasped the sliding tool. She was lubricated with her own excited juices.
The delicious smell of her body as he pumped to her got to him. He was sweating and panting now.
"Oh, baby," the boy gasped, "do you like my pistol?"
"You bet I do," she told him, "I love every thrust of it. Oh, honey, fuck, fuck me!"
The tremendous cock was doing its thing. Every rapid thrust bringing it more pleasure and passionate delight.
"Oh," he panted, "this is wild. Fuck it baby. Fuck. Fuck!"
Finally, the hot juice spurted into her.
"You're coming," she told him. "You're shooting it into me, baby."
She loved it when the hot pistol unloaded.
"Oh, ah, yes, darling. That's what I dig. Now, you're doing it."
The hot super excitement of the wild and drilling tool reached the teacher. She was shaking and vibrating with pleasure.
"Why are you shaking?" the boy demanded not understanding.
"You've got me so turned-on, lover," she explain, "it's driving me out of my mind."
"Do I do that much for you?" he asked her.
"You bet you do, honey," she assured him.
Her hands were vigorously massaging his ass cheeks now.
"Oh, I like the feeling of your hot hands on my ass," he told her. "Teacher, you don't know how much I like that feeling."
As he pulled out of her, she told him, "Look baby, if you'll pull your pants down I'll show you something wild."
"Will you?" Marvin smiled, his eyes lighting up.
"Yes, baby," she assured him, "you'll go out of your mind."
"Okay, Teacher," he smiled.
He pulled his pants down, and she got behind him. She began to massage his buttocks and he loved the feeling.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, teacher, I love that. Keep doing it. Play with my ass."
She played with his ass alright. And he loved it. Every second he was becoming more intensely excited.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. Right on!"
The pleasure was building every second. Now he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. I love it."
The hot tongue was licking all around his ass. But little did he dream what she would do for him.
"I'll really give you something if you will sit down in my face."
The teacher lay down on the floor and the young boy straddled her face. He lowered his smooth behind over it. She reached up to grip his ass cheeks. She loved the view of him here. She could see his big balls swelling. She could see the huge penis getting harder. Then she saw his ass coming closer.
"Come on, honey," the boy begged, "play with me."
She played with it with her tongue. In darting, licking movements her tongue surged around it and then, she licked into the quivering anus.
"Oh," he panted, "do I ever love that, teacher. Oh, yes, do it. Do it."
The pleasure wouldn't stop. At this point he was flipping out.
"Oh lick," he told her. "Lick around my ass."
The teacher's tongue had become swift and slippery. As it was stiff now, he could ride up and down it.
"Oh," the boy panted as he pulled on his penis. "Do I ever love that! Oh, yes. That's what I want.
Oh, Teacher, lick me. That's it, lick it, lick."
She didn't stop for a second for every second it was becoming more pleasurable. She was eager to touch his quivering balls with his tongue and his huge cock.
"I'll lick the balls," she told him.
With her tongue darting about so effectively, he wanted more action. The balls were getting lashed now. Opening her mouth she pulled them both in and let her tongue lave over and around them.
"Oh, keep that up," he told her. "Yes, yes, that's what I dig. Oh, ah, yes, yes."
The pleasure was too much.
"Oh, honey," he told his teacher, "lick my cock."
The huge throbbing male member was before her now. She could see its veined surface. As she slipped her mouth over its lubricated length, she turned on. She could taste the sticky white juice.
"Eat me," the boy begged. "Oh, ah, yes, yes. Do me.
The pleasure was building every second.
"Keep it up," he begged, "Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I want."
The enormous delight that he was receiving at this point, was almost too much.
"Keep it up," he panted. "Oh, ah, yes, baby yes."
The hot sliding penis pumped in there. The teacher went out of her mind.
"Oh, Teacher," Marvin panted, "get my cock!"
He marveled as he saw how expertly she was doing him. Her cheeks sucked in, and now she was opening her throat to him. He wasted no time. The head of his slippery cock went to the down her throat and then he rode her face. His balls were bouncing on her chin. She loved the aroma of his sweaty balls. She liked the sight of his big throbbing penis. She particularly liked the moment when he would pull it out and she could look at it.
"Do it," he begged. "Oh, ah, yes, yes. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, do I love that!"
The pleasure was building every second.
"Keep it up baby," he told her. "Oh yes, that's what I dig. Keep doing it."
Every second was more exciting than the last. Now he thought he would flip out.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I want."
The penis drilled down her throat. She became more and more excited every second.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby yes. That's what I want. Get it all. Get the juice."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. The hard cock was drilling quicker and quicker. Suddenly, the creamy white cum spurted and she got a mouthful of his hot juice.
"Oh, ahh, yes, yes. That's wild."
The delicious excitement of what was happening now really reached him.
"You're a super head artist," he told the teacher. "Best blow job I ever had."
He was so excited and delighted with what the teacher could do that as he pulled his huge penis out of her face and it dribbled with cum over her mouth, he was still gasping.
"You liked it that much, did you honey?" she smiled.
"You bet I did," he told her, "and that ass lick of yours was tremendous!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, baby," she assured him.
The young boy was really turned on. As he got to his feet and pulled up his shorts and his pants and zipped up he asked the teacher, "When do you think we can make it again?"
"Well, when do you want to?" she asked Marvin.
"How about Friday night?" he said, "That's always a good fuck night, isn't it?"
"Because we don't have to get up Saturday?" the teacher smiled at him.
"Right on," he said.
She quickly scribbled her address on some paper after she had pulled up her panties and gotten her skirt in place.
"This is where I live and this is my phone number. But don't tell anyone! do you understand, don't tell anyone! My job would be in jeopardy and you would be in trouble too."
"I sure would," he said. "I'd have hot balls, a long cock and I wouldn't have any way to get it taken care of."
"Right on," she said.
The point had indeed been made and now he was eager for some action. As he left the room, she looked after him. She watched him as he walked across the campus a few minutes later as she stood at the window. She felt as guilty as hell. She decided that she ought to stop by and see the principal but when she went to ask the secretary for permission to go into his office, the secretary said, "He doesn't need to see you. He has the young girl in there who is filling out the papers."
That was it. She was sure that before it was all over she would probably lose her job anyway. And at this point, she didn't give a damn. It had been horrible. The children had been impossible, and the principal had been worse than they were. At least they had youth on their side for their flaws. The principal couldn't use that.
She went out of the room doing everything she knew how. Then she went home. That night she watched television and had a TV dinner. She didn't feel like going out. One more day til Friday. And she would be glad when Friday came.
The week sped by quickly enough and before she knew it, Friday night was there. She went home and took a lingering bath. She dropped a couple of bath pearls in her tub water. Then she slowly bathed.
"Oh, how wonderful it will be when he's here," she said.
She had no sooner said that than the door bell rang. She answered the door and had only her terry cloth robe on. When she got a look at Marvin, he told her, "Oh, you're ready, I see you've got your clothes off."
"I was just bathing, sweetheart," she smiled.
"Nice," he said, "maybe I should take a bath with you."
"Do you want to?" she smiled.
"I would love to," the young boy said.
They went into the bathroom together, and young Marvin peeled out of his clothes quickly. She drained the water out of the tub. Washed it and filled it again.
"You didn't have to do that," he said, "that tub water was clean."
"I want to put some bubble bath in it," she said. "It will be fun hunting for your cock under the suds."
"It will be fun hunting for your pussy under the suds," he smiled.
When he was naked she couldn't help notice how long he was.
"You sure you haven't grown any?" she said.
"Every time I look at you it grows," he assured her.
He was really turned on.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "what a body. Let me feel of those."
He couldn't keep his hands off her. He was reaching out to feel her breasts.
"You sure dig them, don't you?" she smiled.
"Yes, I do, baby," he said.
"Can you tell what size they are?" she smiled.
"No, I can't," he said, "tell me."
"38's," she said, "and baby that nice hard, long cock of yours is what I'm really after."
They got in the tub and he began feeling her. She loved the feel of his hands on her inner thighs and then he began massaging. He opened her pussy with his fingers and began playing with her clitoris.
"You sure do know how to make a woman happy, honey," she said.
"I should," he said, "I've had a good teacher."
"Is that right?" she smiled at him, "who taught you so much about sex?"
"Oh, a woman I used to work for," he said. "I did odd jobs."
"Did taking care of her pussy come under the classification of an odd job?" she smiled.
"Oh, that wasn't an odd job," he said, "that was a beautiful job. Believe me, baby, that was fun."
"I'm sure it was," she smiled. "Did she teach you anything else?"
"Sure," he told her, "she taught me the fine art of pussy eating."
"Wonderful," she said, "that is a fine art, you know."
"You better believe it," he said, "not everybody knows how to give good cunt action."
"It requires a long tongue."
"Mine is long, baby," he told her. "Look."
Opening his mouth he wiggled his tongue.
"It looks like you've exercised it enough," she said.
"It's strong, too, from all the pussy eating I've done."
"It's too bad they don't give grades for that," she laughed, "I'm sure you'd get an A plus."
"I'm sure I would," he smiled.
Now the teacher was reaching for him. She let her hand stroke the length of his long penis shaft.
"Oh, ah, do I ever like that," he panted, "that's fantastic!"
The pleasure was building every second. He could hardly stand it now.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I like that."
"Sure you do," she said, "it's real groovy, isn't it?"
She went on stroking his huge hard penis. She let her fingers slide over the head of it.
"Oh come on," he panted, "that is beautiful!"
The pleasure was almost more than he could bear at this moment.
"Oh, I love it when you stroke me under water," he panted. "That's too much. Yes, I really dig it."
The pleasure was building every second. As she increased the pace of her pumping he became more and more stimulated.
"Oh, keep that up, baby," he told her. "Keep doing that!"
She continued pumping and the water was rippling.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. Keep that up," he begged.
Her hands didn't stop moving for a second. She was grasping his balls one minute and playing with his cock the other.
"Oh, baby, do I ever like that. You really are a turn on. You're tremendous."
The pleasure was rapidly increasing every second. He was going out of his mind with delight.
"Oh, honey," he panted, "I love that! Play with me. Oh, ah, yes, sweetheart, yes. That's what I dig. Keep doing that."
Faster and faster his hand worked on her and she was doing the same thing for him.
"Don't shoot in the water," she told him, "I want you to shoot in my mouth, if anything."
"Don't worry baby," he said, "I want to give you the cream just as bad as you want to get it."
It was understood now that they were going to have a wild time of it. Finally young Marvin pulled out of the water. As he stood up there naked with the water glistening on his hairy thighs, she smiled at him. She loved looking up at him. She was under his huge cock now, and she could get a good view of his big balls and his curving ass cheeks.
"What are you looking at, Teacher?" he smiled. "You like the view of me from down there?"
"Yes," she said, "you look so fantastic That cock of yours looks so big. I can hardly wait to take care of it."
Indeed, she couldn't. She got to her knees, and began pulling him toward her.
"Oh, baby," he said, "does that ever feel good!"
Slowly, ever so slowly, she slipped her mouth over it. She was working it with her tongue.
"Oh," he panted, "keep that up!"
He was really going out of his mind with delight and pleasure.
"Oh, honey," he panted, "I love that. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's nice."
The hot delight with which she enjoyed this sexual activity, was really getting to him.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. That's what I want. Oh, baby keep that going. Oh, I like that."
He enjoyed the sight of her kneeling before him. He liked doing it in the water in the tub.
"This is what they call bath tub sex," he laughed. "I never did this before."
He was becoming more and more excited.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "this is fantastic. But don't you think we ought to get out of this tub now so we can finish fucking?"
Slowly she eased her mouth off him. Smiling up at him she told him, "Okay, lover."
The two of them slid out of the tub, they didn't bother to wipe their feet off. Their only concern at this lusty moment was with satisfying their carnal lust. Nothing meant anything but that.
"Let's go in here, honey," she smiled. "We'll have a ball."
It didn't take long for them to get in the bed. As he sprawled out naked, she grabbed him by his male member.
"Oh, it feels so good when you have your hands on me, honey," he told her. "I really like it!"
The pleasure was building.
"Honey, come on," he told her, "go down on it. Eat it."
CHAPTER THREE
As Marvin's body bounced around naked on the bed he asked her, "You've got a water bed here haven't you?"
"Yes I have baby," she told him, "how do you like it?"
"It's real neat," he said, "I bet it rides real neat when you're fucking too."
"You bet your sweet ass it does," she assured him.
"Mentioning the ass," Marvin chuckled, "how would you like to play with mine?"
"Well," she said, "why not?"
"I've got an idea," he said, "my girl friend likes to put honey in her pussy. Why don't you put honey on your buttocks?"
"It sounds good," she said, "I'll do it."
Without further talking, she went into the kitchen and got some honey. Bringing it back, she spread it all over his firm, round behind.
"Oh, you're getting it all over the pillow," she said, "that's awful. You don't have any idea how much that pillowcase cost me."
"My ass lick is more valuable than that old pillowcase," he said, "quit complaining and start licking my butt."
She was getting more turned on every minute. She could hardly wait to begin.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "do you ever look good to me. I could just lap you up."
"It's your chance," he laughed, "my ass is ready."
The beautiful blonde teacher got down there at the dark-skinned boy's privates. She gripped his ass cheeks, cupping them in her hand. Then she went to town with her hot tongue. She was lashing all over them magnificently now.
"Keep it up baby," he panted, "Oh, honey, this is just wonderful. Keep doing it!"
Faster and faster her hot tongue went to town. Every second was more pleasurable to him than the last.
"Oh," he panted, "that is too much. Oh, ah, yes teacher yes!"
The delicious excitement that surged through her now, got her going.
"Oh, lick it," he begged, "lick my sweet ass."
The teacher marveled at how good the young boy's ass tasted. The honey made a vast improvement. Even though it was a little sticky, she didn't mind. Its golden goodness tasted especially good served on the young stud's behind.
"Lick my sweet ass," he said, "lick the golden honey. Oh, baby that's beautiful. Stiffen your tongue, slide it up there. That's how I want it. Oh, ah, yes, sweetheart. Oh, honey, I'll lick your juicy pussy. We'll mix it with honey and have a sexy mixed drink. How's that, baby?"
She was getting more turned on as he talked. Now she reached up and began playing with his penis.
"Oh, honey, baby, I love that. Play with my cock. Oh, yes, I love it when you do both things at the same time. You really got a way with your hand."
She was squeezing the middle of his cock and pulling hard.
"Keep that going," he begged her, "Oh, yes. I really love that. Oh, ah, yes, now you're doing it."
The wonderful pleasure was increasing with every twirl of her hot tongue. But she knew from the way his cock was quivering and his body was twisting about that he couldn't hold still much longer.
"Better take your tongue off my ass," he recommended.
She did just that but she didn't want to stop. She wanted to lick his balls before she went to his penis. Her hot tongue whirled around his balls. Opening her mouth she let them both slip in. They slid around as her tongue lashed them.
"Keep it up," he told her, "Oh, yes, I like that. I like that very much."
The young boy was so eager for the teacher to get over his cock with her mouth, that he grabbed her.
"Put that in your mouth, baby," he begged her, "put it in there now and get my juice."
Grabbing her, he shoved her over it.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "what a nice hot mouth."
She was mouthing him vigorously now. And he loved it. Something dawned on him. He pulled her off.
"What are you trying to do?" she asked him, "you're treating me like a fucking robot."
"Don't you mean like a sex robot?" he chuckled.
"Well, I don't dig it," she said, "I don't like the way you're using me. It's very demeaning."
"Demeaning?" he asked, "what's that big word? You'll have to clue me in, Teach. I don't have a teacher vocabulary."
"Alright," she said, "I'll tell you what it means. It means you're making the other person feel like two cents. That is demeaning."
"Sorry about that," he said, "but I have a super idea. I want to try something."
"Okay," she said, "try it."
"Go and get some ice cubes," he ordered.
"Ice cubes," she asked with a smirk.
If there was one thing that Debbie didn't like it was being ordered around. And if there was something she liked even less, it was being ordered around by a know-it-all teenager.
"Would you please tell me why?" she asked him acidly.
"Sure sweetheart," he said, "I'll tell you why."
"Okay," she said, "let me know."
He smiled as he explained. "The cock is hot. If you mouth is cool like it is refrigerator, I'll get a refrigerated blow-job."
"Well, pretty clever," she said, "whoever taught you that?"
"A little chick at school," he said, "and it really was cool."
"Okay, if you want a refrigerated head-job, I'll give you one."
She immediately got the ice cubes. She was really turned on as she watched him strutting around naked. He had a fantastic body and she loved the way his huge cock stood up rigid, ready.
"Just slide one of these in your mouth," he told her.
The teacher took the cube and slipped it in her mouth, then she turned around and walked back to the bedroom. Her young student followed.
They got back on her water bed and started where they left off. She slipped the cube out of her mouth and he took it and held it in his hand. Then she grabbed his cock in her hand and began going to town.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck that cock."
The big cock thrust in. He enjoyed it sliding smoothly in and out of her mouth.
"Oh baby, that is beautiful. Hot and cold. Get it off."
The pleasure was increasing every second.
"Oh, do it," he panted, "do it."
He could hardly stand it, every second the pleasure was more delightful and intense.
Now, he was going to shoot and he knew it. He let the ice cube fall to the floor. He grabbed her head with both hands and thrust hard.
"I'm going to throat fuck you baby," he told the teacher, "hang in there."
He slid his cock into her mouth with hard, driving thrusts he went forward.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "that is too much! Oh, ah, yes, sweetheart. That is really something."
He knew he would shoot off in a second or two. The exciting pressure was getting to him.
"Oh, ah, yes, teacher, yes. I love it!"
The intensity was increasing. Every second he loved it more.
"Eat it," he begged her. "Eat it sweetheart, eat it. Get it off."
Suddenly, he juiced. The hot white cum splashed in her throat. She wanted to taste him. Pulling back, she managed to get a good load in her mouth. Twirling her tongue in her mouth around and around, she licked his sticky sperm off her teeth.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "bite my cock. Bite it lightly."
Her teeth bore down on the sensitive part of the middle shaft. He loved this.
"Right on!" he cried as he shot another load.
She was amazed at how this particular biting technique turned him on.
"Eat it all," he told her. "Go get the juice. Go, girl, go."
When the teacher had finished devouring his juice, she smiled.
"How did you like that?" he smiled up at her.
"Ooh, it was delicious," she said, "and now am I going to give you a treat, my honey pot."
The teacher didn't take long to spread her legs. Pulling her vagina lips apart she asked him, "Would you take care of my pussy?"
"Sure, I will," he told her.
He grabbed at her pussy and began putting the honey in. He liked seeing the quivering moist, pink cave. He bent over, kissing it.
"That was a sticky honey kiss," she laughed.
"You taste good," he smiled.
"Go to it, long tongue," she commanded.
Marvin got a big charge out of her calling him 'long tongue'. He let his tongue slide along her slit.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "that is too much. Oh, ah, yes, baby yes. That's beautiful."
The hot tongue slid smoothly up there. Farther and farther it plunged up there.
"Oh, baby," she said, "you're killing me!"
Suddenly she got an idea.
"Take your tongue out of my pussy," she told him, "take it out."
Removing his tongue from her pussy, she suggested, "How about some ice cubes?"
"Not a bad idea," he said.
Going back into the kitchen, they got some more ice cubes: He kept the ice cube on his tongue a long time.
"That's it, baby," she told him, "it will feel great having that nice cool tongue sliding in my nice hot pussy."
Now she spread her legs for him. She was propped up on a couple of pillows and really looked inviting. He decided that he would get a better view. He adjusted the shade of the nightstand lamp. Now the light clarified the lines of her vagina.
"You like to see it, do you baby?" she smiled.
"I sure do, honey," he said, "I can't look at long enough."
"Well, I guess you didn't get a chance to see one close-up for a long time, baby. And you probably went around itching balls."
"I sure did," he told her, "I could hardly wait to get in there."
The pleasure was building.
"Honey," she told him, "put some enthusiasm into it."
The hot tongue stabbed in there.
"Oh, I love that," Debbie panted, "that is tremendous! Oh, honey, keep that long, cool tongue reaching in there."
The hot tongue licked all around. The pleasure was mounting every second. The tongue flicked back and forth across her clitoris. He became more and more excited too.
"Keep it up, baby," she begged, "oh, keep it up. Oh, ah, yes sweetheart."
The intensity with which the action took place, was carrying her to heights of sexual ecstasy.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful!"
He was flipping out with delight as he tasted the honey and her starting to juice.
"Oh, bite my slit," she begged, "bite it."
Nibbling at her clit, he discovered that the love button once nibbled could produce a climax.
"Oh," the teacher moaned as she turned this way and that, clutching at the sheets.
"Suck my sweet pussy," she begged the boy, "eat it, eat it. Oh, ah, yes baby yes."
The super enjoyment was really getting her turned on.
"Oh, honey," she panted, "I really love you. You are too much."
He was licking his lips now and looking at her. And she was staring at him.
"Whatcha' looking at teacher?" he smiled.
"That delicious hard cock of yours," she said, "it sure is long enough isn't it?"
"You noticed?" he smiled.
"How could I help but notice," she laughed.
"Okay," he smiled at her, "I'll tell you what we'll do. I'll give it to you but I want to ride your asshole."
"Oh, no," she said, "I don't want to do that. It'll hurt like the devil."
"My girl friend won't let me do it to her," Marvin explained, "that's why I've got to do it to you. I like it when the chick throws her legs over the shoulders. Then I can be massaging her but tocks while she's thrusting back to meet my cock. It's a super sex trip."
"But not for me," she told him.
She had made up her mind that she wasn't going to do anything like that ever again. And nothing Marvin would say was going to dissuade her.
"Let me have it," he begged feeling her ass.
"No," she said, "you can't have it."
"I'm going to take it, teacher," he laughed. "Why I'm going to rape your asshole."
"No, you're not," she said. "I've got a virgin ass. You're not going to do it to me."
"Tremendous," he smiled at her, "virgin ass is really tight."
"Yeah," she said, "that's why it hurts, when a guy sticks his cock up there. The ass was never made for screwing. That's what the pussy is for. Use the front door."
"But I like to come in by the back door," he smiled, "I'm perverse."
"I should say you are" she said angrily, "and I won't have anything to do with ass fucking."
No matter how she begged, he would not be dissuaded. All at once, she felt him clutching at her. He was pulling her into position.
"Well, if you are going to do it," she said, "you are going to use something. You're not going to slam it up there without help. How about doing my pussy from the same position you'd be doing it if you fucked my asshole."
"I'd rather do it without anything," he said, "it would be more fun."
"For you, maybe," she said, "but not for me."
He was really up-tight and she was too. As the cock rammed into her, her body quivered.
"Oh, does that ever feel good," he gasped, "Oh yes, I love it."
She was really turning on now. It felt good once he had it in there. Using some lubrication he slid it in smoothly.
"Fuck it," he told her, "oh, yes, that's what I like. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Faster and faster the hard cock drilled into her. She was becoming more turned on every second.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I love it. Oh, ah, yes, baby yes. That's beautiful!"
His pleasure was increasing every second now.
"Oh, baby," he gasped excitedly, "you're too much."
The hard tool was sliding in there. She was enjoying it. Every second of it.
"Fuck it!" he panted, "Oh, baby, fuck. Oh, ah, yes. That's what I dig."
The passionate pleasure was increasing with every cock thrust. The young boy was doing wild and wonderful with his penis.
"Slam it to the right, honey," she told him, "and see what I can do."
Immediately, Marvin slammed his cock into her pussy at this angle. Instantly she churned her ass to the left.
"Oh, I like that," he told her, "you're fighting my cock with your tail. It's like a cock and ass duel."
"That's it, baby," she told him, "it is really wild."
He was enjoying it now all the way.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," he gasped eagerly. "Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's the way I like it."
Harder and faster the cock drilled into her. Every second he was enjoying it more.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I want it. I want it really nice."
The young boy's balls were jiggling against the teacher's ass as he got her in this position where her ass was bucking up to meet his thrusting cock stabs into her pussy.
"Anybody ever tell you, you got a beautiful ass?" he told the teacher.
She didn't answer. His hands massaged her ass cheeks. He loved it.
"Oh, what a cream pitcher buttocks," he said. "Beautiful baby. Beautiful."
His long, dark dick drove into her vagina as he turned-on at the sight of her cream pitcher ass bouncing up and down.
The hot delight of what they were experiencing now was driving him out of his mind.
"Oh, ah, yes baby, yes. That's beautiful."
The pleasure was growing more intense.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "fuck baby, fuck."
Harder and harder the tool drove into her grasping vagina. He was enjoying it more every second.
"Give it to me," he panted as he reached around to grip her breasts. Now he was pinching her nipples.
"You're hurting me," she told him, "stop it!"
"I like the feel of those bosoms," he told her. "They feel tremendous."
"Well, do it easy, baby," she insisted, "you're much too rough!"
"Am I?" he smiled sadistically as he went on ramming it up her pussy from behind.
"You sure are," she told him, "and I don't appreciate it either."
She was really angry now. He was fucking her pussy ruthlessly. As he stabbed fiercely with savage hard thrusts, she began crying.
"Oh, I like it when you cry," he told her, "I can't figure it out but it excites me."
He straightened up releasing her breasts. Then he placed his hands on her buttocks. He massaged and kneaded her fair-skinned ass cheeks as waves of erotic delight swept over him.
"Twist it for me," he begged, "twist it good for me!"
"I'll do anything to get it out of you," she said, "hurry up and shoot it."
"Oh, yes, baby, you don't know how good that feels to me. Oh, ah, I'm going to get it up there." He slammed it in there. He was really enjoying it.
"Screw it," he told her, "screw it!"
The hard cock drilled up there and he went out of his mind.
"Oh, ah, you're too much!"
Suddenly, he juiced.
"I'm cumming," he panted, "Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, I made it!"
As the hot sperm splattered into her pussy hole, she twisted.
"Oh," she went, "I'm juicing."
That did it. Instantly, Marvin pulled his penis out of her twisting body. Then he got underneath her and pulled her cunt to his face. Swiftly he let his tongue slide into her slit.
"Eat me, baby," she begged as she went on pushing her pussy in his face. His hot hands were on her behind. Suddenly he thrust his finger into her ass. It slipped in smoothly. It was slick with his own juice.
"Eat my pussy," she panted, "oh, baby, eat it.
That's what I want. Eat it, baby!"
It didn't take long for her to cum. She was climaxing in multiples now. The hot boy's tongue flashed inside of her. He was licking everything.
"Eat me, baby," she panted, "Oh, ah, yes sweetheart. Love me, that's what I must have!"
The passionate pleasure would not stop. He was enjoying it more every second and so was she.
"Oh, honey," she panted, "you don't know what you're doing to me."
The pleasure wouldn't stop.
"Lick," she exclaimed, "get it all out."
He didn't take his tongue out of her pussy until he had finished licking every drop of juice. When he finally did withdraw his tongue, he smiled innocently up at her.
"How was I?" he laughed.
"Beautiful, long tongue."
"Well, hot box, you were tremendous too!" he said, "You really were."
"I've never been loved so completely," the teacher laughed. "There isn't a thing you don't like to do."
"That's the truth," he said. "Hey, did you ever fuck a guy's ass with a candle?"
"A candle?" she asked him curiously.
"Yeah," he said, "I met this woman, an older woman, probably in her thirties and she wanted to do my butt with a candle. She said it would be a lot of fun."
"Was it?" she asked.
"Was it ever," he said. "It was wild."
No doubt about it, this boy wanted everything. The teacher got off the water bed. She walked over to a drawer and pulled out a candle that she had there in case there was a blackout.
"I'm glad you keep candles," he told her. "I guess you keep them for emergencies like this."
"This was an emergency I hadn't counted on," she laughed.
"Well, sweetheart," he said, "you're just going to love this."
She got behind him and had much difficulty slipping the candle in. He got to laughing so hard that she did have so much difficulty that-it was impossible.
"I want to tell you something," he told her, "let's do this."
He reached for the oil and dipped the candle into it.
"Now it will be greasy and good," he told her. Now that it was well lubed she could make it slide up there. "Fuck me," he told her, "fuck me." The candle went in slowly. "Oh," he panted, "do I ever like that!" Now he was really excited.
"Fuck it baby," he told her, "fuck."
The candle was going in there at a good clip, and she was reaching for his tool and stroking it.
"You have no idea how good that feels to me."
"Well, that is a very wierd way of making it, isn't it?"
"Wierd, but wonderful," he grinned.
"Screw it," he told her, "screw it baby."
She got an idea. If she could suck him off while his ass was getting fucked off, he would indeed have a ball.
"How would you like me to blow you baby, while you are getting your ass fucked with the candle?"
"Okay," he agreed.
He got to his knees and then she went down on him. She pulled his penis into her mouth and sucked smoothly. Then with her hand she reached back and guided the candle up there.
"Fuck it," he panted. "Oh, yes, fuck it. That's it. Fuck it."
Harder and faster the candle drilled up there. Every second he got more stimulated.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you are really sliding it over my prostate gland. That is turning me on. I'm getting harder and hotter than I've ever been before."
"Oh, ah, lick. Get it off."
The pleasure wouldn't stop. Every second he was becoming more turned on.
"Do it," he panted, "oh, ah, yes, baby. Yes, that's what I want."
Suddenly, it shot.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful!"
As the hot juice splashed down her throat, she shoved the candle back and forth.
"Oh pull that damn candle out," he complained. "You've got it too far up there."
She finished blowing him, and he had to reach for her hand and guide the candle gingerly out.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "you were too much!"
The pleasure seemed as if it would never end. He had a wild time licking at her and she really got him stimulated.
"Have you got any suggestions?" she smiled at him.
"I always have," he smiled. "One idea that I think would be tremendous would be for you to rub your big breasts all over my body."
"Now where did you ever get that idea?" she asked him frankly.
"I read about it in a sex book my dad had," he told her. "It said that the perfect way for a man to get rubbed all over his body is not with the hands but with the breasts. And the bosoms are supposed to be very well oiled."
"Well," she said, "let's us some baby oil. It's perfect for that purpose."
They went to work now, and he was really happy.
"Oh, I really like that oil," he said, "it feels great."
Soon she had him oily and she had herself well-oiled as well.
"First baby," she said, "I'll give your back a massage with my bosoms."
She rubbed her breasts over his back at first. She loved the feel of them and he did too.
"Oh," she panted, "you have no idea how good that feels to me. I love that."
He loved it too.
"Would you rub your tits over my ass? I'll push my ass up to meet your bosoms."
The bosom and butt massage was working wonders. As she rubbed him there she let her hands wander down his legs. She played with his inner thighs. He was becoming more and more excited.
"Oh," he panted, "does that ever feel good! Oh, ah, yes, yes. I like that."
The stimulating pleasure was increasing every slippery second.
"Keep it up, baby," he panted, "don't stop now. Keep rubbing those gorgeous knockers of yours all over my ass."
He was going wild with excitement and pleasure.
"Oh baby," he panted, "you are too much. You really are."
The hot delight of what he was experiencing now was really getting to him.
"You're tremendous," he told her, "you really are."
She was well aware of what she was doing to him.
"Roll over, sweetheart," she told him.
She started first at his crotch. She brushed her breasts over his penis. Then she massaged his cock with her bosoms.
"Oh, what a tremendous massage you're giving me," he sighed. "I just love that. Oh, yes, that's beautiful. Keep it up. Oh, ah, keep those floppy big breasts moving. I love that!"
It was strange how the well-oiled breasts, massaging against the well-oiled cock excited him. He loved the balls getting the massage too.
"Oh, press those bosoms against the balls," he begged. "Like that. Oh, yes, honey. You're really turning on!"
She was kissing his stomach while she did her thing with her breasts pressing down around his nuts and his cock.
"Ohh," he panted, "you are too much. Oh, yes."
He was so excited now that he was shaking. She stopped kissing for a moment.
"What's wrong, darling?" the teacher asked the young boy.
"I don't know," he told her, "I just got too excited."
"I guess so," she smiled up at him.
The pleasure was enormous. There was no doubt about it, the teacher and the young boy were really stimulating each other.
"Keep on doing that," he suggested, "all over me. I love it all over."
She didn't stop. She went back to doing him and he was getting more excited and stimulated every second.
"Oh," he panted, "does that ever feel good! Keep doing it."
Moment by moment the pleasure was building. He was really enjoying himself. She was working up to his face with her breasts as she wanted him to lick on them. Finally, she was brushing her breasts over his stomach, then over his chest. Next, she brushed them over his face.
"Suck on these," she told him. "Give me some good action."
He gripped her breasts and sucked. While he was licking one he massaged the other one.
"Oh, that's tremendous," she panted. "I just love that. You have no idea how much."
He wasn't wasting any time now.
"Keep it up," he told her.
The big breasts brushed across his face and then he began nibbling at the nipples as she lightly brushed them back and forth.
"Oh, does that ever turn me on," she said, "I love the way you use your teeth. You don't do it too hard. You bite down lightly. You have real technique."
There was no doubt about it, they were really excited and stimulated.
He reached down to play with her ass as he lapped away on her big bosoms.
"Oh, that feels so good to me," he sighed. "I really like that."
The pleasure was great. He really enjoyed it. As he kept on sucking away, she got hotter and hotter. Soon she knew what she had to do.
"Let me straddle your face, honey," she told the young boy.
She drew her legs up now and placed them around his shoulders.
"Oh," he panted, "how gorgeous!"
He was face to face with her mound now. Now he was really stimulated.
"Oh," he panted, "that's too much!"
He couldn't talk anymore for she was smothering his face with her pussy. The hot tongue stabbed up there, and soon he was licking her quivering clitoris. His teeth were nibbling her there now while his hands were on her buttocks.
"Eat me," she begged him, "oh, yes, eat my pussy!"
Reaching down she gripped his head and guided him.
"Oh, yes," she panted, "I love it. Lick me!"
The pleasure was building every stimulating second. He loved it and so did she.
"Lick it," she panted, "eat me, baby, eat my sticky pussy."
Passion was increasing and soon she felt herself starting to moisten. As she felt her vagina walls moistening she knew that she would be there quickly.
"Eat it baby," she panted, "oh yes that's beautiful!"
The hot tongue went to town. Soon, she was quivering all over.
"Oh, baby," she sighed, "I can't stand it. This is too much!"
The pleasure was increasing now. And as she pushed her cunt farther in his face, he could hardly breathe.
"Eat it," she said, "that's it. Lap it up. Oh, baby lick the walls. Yes. Slowly now. Stick in your tongue. Stab your tongue. Use it like a penis!"
The tongue surged into her like a hard penis. It quivered back and forth. She was getting more turned on every second. Soon she knew that she would be juicing.
"Oh," she panted, "I can't stand it. I'll be coming in a minute."
Now she was shaking with emotion.
"Oh," she sighed, "that's too much!"
Suddenly she gushed. She felt him licking quickly. And he was eager to get it.
"Baby, finish it," she said.
He finished her off, and when he pulled his tongue out of her pussy, she got up to get a drink.
"I'm thirsty as hell," she said, "and I need a real strong drink."
She poured the bourbon into her glass, and drank it. She didn't mix it with anything. With a slurred voice she told him, "You were tremendous. You know they could really nail me for having sex with you like this."
"Why?" he smiled, "didn't I do it good enough?"
"That's just it," she said, "we connect too well. Sex like this is considered evil. Especially between a student and teacher."
"Well, I'm not complaining any," he said, "I just wanted a good time."
"Well, you gave me a good time," she assured him.
"Give me something to drink too," young Marvin said as he reached over for the bottle himself. He tilted the bottle up to his lips and drank.
"Don't drink it like that," she objected.
When he had finished taking quite a swig of the booze, he looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"Well, look who's talking," he laughed.
"What do you mean?" she demanded angrily.
"A teacher fucker," he laughed. "Well you can't tell me anything. Let me have another bottle, this one is gone."
She looked at it and realized that he had devoured its contents.
"I won't give you anymore," she said.
However that didn't stop him for a minute. He got off the bed and naked strode into the kitchen. He hunted all over and finally found the cupboard where she kept the liquor. He pulled a bottle down from the shelf and getting out some ice cubes, fixed himself a drink. Then swaggering back into the living room, he looked at the teacher who was stretched out on the sofa.
"How goes it sweetheart?" he said. "Did your student give you a good fuck?"
"I told you, you did Marvin," she said, "but that is no excuse for you to get stoned out of your gourd. All you need to do now is go home loaded. Then your folks will really explode. They'll say that somebody has been giving you drinks. They'll be right. And if you point a finger at me, my goose is cooked."
"Don't worry about it," he said. "I have to," she said. "I said don't worry about it."
"Did you drive here tonight?" she asked furiously.
"Sure, I'm old enough to screw, I guess I'm old enough to drive."
"Well," she said, "you will really be in trouble. Your insurance rate is probably plenty high the way it is. If you go home loaded and you get a ticket for drunk driving there are going to be a lot of problems. They'll hold your parents responsible for you. And your parents will try to find out who got you drunk. Then it will be my neck."
He was becoming more disgusted every second.
"I don't like to talk about it," he said.
"Of course, you don't," she laughed.
"Leave me alone," he objected.
"I'm not going to leave you alone," she said. "Give me that bottle."
She struggled for the bottle. In the operation, the bottle crashed to the floor. It broke into a million pieces.
"Now look what you've done," she said. "All over my nice blue carpet."
"Now, don't worry about it," he said, "you worry too much."
"I have to," she said, "if I don't worry, who will?"
Finally he got dressed and left. After he was gone the teacher about went out of her mind with worry. She lay in the bed and tossed and turned. She was really upset about her affair.
"Oh," she panted, "why, why did I ever get involved?"
The torment that beset her mind made sleep impossible. She got up and tried to have another drink to calm her nerves. But it had the opposite effect. It made her more nervous than ever before. Then, she made her decision. She would have to figure some way out. Some way out of the dilemma. Taking some sleeping pills finally brought her some sleep. She still didn't sleep soundly. Now and then she would waken. Finally, when dawn streaked across the horizon, and light filtered through the curtains, she got up. She couldn't stand it. She had to see him again. She had to tell him it was over. She had to make him recognize that they couldn't continue. It was either that or get caught. She had no other choice in the matter. She knew this all too well. But how could she contact him before Monday?
CHAPTER FOUR
The teacher decided that the only sensible thing to do was to visit Marvin's father. If she could speak to him, she reasoned, she might be able to convince him that she hadn't done anything wrong with his son. She dressed up as best she could, so she would look conservative. She didn't wear one of her mini-skirts. Instead she wore something that covered her knees. As she finished putting on her makeup, she thought to herself, that she really did look like a teacher now. At least for a few minutes. She hurried out to Marvin's house and was glad that she remembered his last name. It was Ratterman.
She found his place on a side street and it was indeed a large, stately home. She drove in and parked. She only hoped that Marvin's father would be there alone or his mother so that she could speak with them and explain that he had gotten fresh with her and might try and make up stories. She would tell them that she had done everything in her power to calm him down to save him from getting into trouble. In this way, she thought she would take herself off the hook.
As she got out of her car, she looked up at the Georgian pillars. It was a beautiful place and she marveled at what a nice home Marvin lived in. When she went to the front door, a tall, handsome middle-aged man greeted her.
"I wonder if I could speak to Mr. or Mrs. Ratterman," she said.
"Mrs. Ratterman is dead," he said, "I live here with my son. I'm Paul Ratterman. Who are you?"
"I'm Marvin's teacher," she said evenly.
"Oh, come in," he said, "is there something you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Yes, there is," she said nervously, "it's rather embarrassing subject, but I must speak with you about it."
"Go right ahead," he suggested.
She sat down on a blue sofa and looked at him. He looked cool and crisp in a white-striped nylon suit.
"Your son is growing up," she began.
"He is," he told her. "He is involved in so many things these days. The other night he was out pretty late."
"Last night," he said, "he was out late again last night too."
"Would you like something to drink?" Paul said.
"Oh, I am a little thirsty," she said, "what do you have?"
"It might be easier to ask what don't we have," he laughed. "We have everything here in our bar."
She gulped and asked for a vodka.
"A gimlet?" he asked.
"A gimlet would be very good," she agreed.
She enjoyed her drink and then he looked at her and asked, "What is it precisely that you wanted to see me about?"
"Well, I hardly know how to begin," she said quietly, "I really don't. You see, it's very embarrassing to tell a father anything embarrassing about his son."
"What has he done?" Paul laughed.
"Tried to put the make on me," she said.
"The little bastard," he laughed, "that's awful."
"It is terrible," she said, "and the worst part about it is that he said he was going to tell people that we did have sex. Of course, not a word of it is true."
"Now," he said, "are you trying to say he tried to rape you?"
"Oh, no," she said, "we never had a thing to do with each other, but he said that he would make up stories."
"He does have a fertile imagination," he said, "I guess you'll have to blame it on me. I have always been a man who liked to tell stories. I used to write in journalism class."
"Well, as long as you aren't going to believe him, I don't have to worry."
Suddenly, she noticed that he was reaching down and adjusting himself in the chair.
"You know, you turn me on," Paul grinned. "If I were a little younger or you were a little older, I would put the make on you. And it wouldn't be playing around, sweetheart. It would be the real thing."
"You're not too old," she said, "as a matter-of-fact I like mature men."
"Do you really?" he said scratching his hair.
"Why, yes," she said, "I think mature men are much better at sex. They really are. They know how to make a woman happy. And it's simple, they've had more experience."
"I read you," he agreed, "I really do. Well, baby why don't we do this? Why don't we just get together and ball like crazy?"
"Okay," she said, "but I wouldn't want to be around when your son might step in on us."
"No, that wouldn't be a good idea," he assured her. "We could go into my master suite upstairs," he said, "he would never think of coming in there and I can lock it all up."
"That would be a good idea," she said.
"I'd like to undress you myself," he smiled as they walked up the stairs.
"Alright, if you want to," she grinned.
When they were upstairs, he slowly removed her clothes. When he came down to the important parts, he slid his fingers under her panties and felt her crotch. It was wet.
"Oh, that feels good to have your hand there," she said.
Soon, he pulled her panties off and she stood before him naked.
"Let me undress you now," she suggested.
It didn't take long now. She got his coat off and then his shirt and then his pants. Next were his bulging shorts.
"Pull them down quickly, honey," he told her, "you want to see it don't you?"
"Sure I do," she laughed.
"How does it look?"
"Beautiful, look how long it is."
"Oh, you're a real tiger," she smiled.
"You know, honey, I'm a dirty old man. I like to do all of the dirty things."
"Great," she smiled, "so do I."
As he studied her naked body, he got more and more turned on. Then he got in the bed. He got on all fours and smiled at her.
"What is that expression for?" she asked him.
"You should have asked, 'what is the position for'?" he chuckled. , "Okay," she said, "what do you want me to do?"
"I'll tell you," he smiled, "I want you to do a little licking if you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all," she smiled as she got into the bed and prepared to give him the kind of action he wanted. He bent over and glanced in the mirrors.
"Look over there," he said, "watch while you're doing it. That will add a lot to the pleasure."
As she slid her tongue into his asshole, he became more and more excited.
"Oh, keep that up, baby," he told her, "keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful!"
He was really excited. The hot tongue stabbed ruthlessly.
"Way up there, honey," he begged, "oh yes. I love that. Keep doing it. Faster, honey, faster. Oh, ah, that's what I want. Love my ass, sweetheart."
She kept doing this for him and he got hotter and hotter.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's it. Do it!"
The hot tongue continued stabbing until he was so hot that he had to reach for his own cock and pull it.
"Get over here, baby," he said, "I want you to do some sucking for me."
Pulling her tongue out of his asshole, she got underneath him and then she pulled his dick in her mouth and started sucking.
"Oh," he panted excitedly, "do I ever love that. Oh, yes. That's beautiful!"
The action continued for some time. And he was enjoying it more and more.
"Oh, eat me," he panted, "get my cock off."
The hard dick drilled into her mouth. Now her cheeks were pulling in as she worked her hot mouth over his penis.
"Keep it up," he told her, "keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Oh, baby, keep doing it."
Faster and faster the hot tool drove in there. Every second she was becoming more excited and stimulated.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "do it."
The plunging penis really had him going. Suddenly he juiced. As the hot, white cream spurted in her mouth, she tasted him.
"Keep licking," he begged, "that's beautiful.
Lick, get the juice out."
Debbie didn't stop doing Paul's penis. She continued until it was completely drained.
"Oh," Paul panted, "that's enough, baby. That's enough."
Finally, she released his cock. He relaxed on the bed after she had finished him off.
"You really gave me a good load," she assured him.
As she lay there, he got very hot.
"I've got an idea, baby," he said, "I'd like to give you some real action."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I'll tell you what," he explained. "I want to lick you first and then I want to introduce you to something you won't forget."
She looked at him and asked, "What are you talking about, Paul?"
"I can't tell you," he laughed.
That was all there was to that. He was down there between her legs. He was licking.
"Eat me," she begged, "eat my pussy."
Paul sucked the teacher's vagina alright. After he had licked around and gotten her so stimulated she was pushing her pelvis up to his face, he pulled his tongue out and smiled up at her.
"You'd be surprised what you're going to get now, baby," he told her. "I've got some great ideas."
"Have you really?" she smiled at him.
"You bet your ass I have," he said. Then he went into the other room and pushed out a large strange looking machine.
"What in the world is that?" she asked. "Is that a reducing machine?"
"Reducing machine," he laughed, "hell no. That, for your information is a French fucking machine."
"Well, where is the cock?" she asked him.
"I'll tell you where it is," he said. "It's over there in that drawer. You see honey, there are three of them. Different sizes."
"Oh, no," she said as he went over to the drawer and brought three dildos that fit on the machine.
"You take any one you want, honey," he told her eagerly. "You just make up your mind what you want."
"No," she insisted, "we'll never do it your way."
She looked at the longest one and decided that would be the one that she would like to have.
"I'll never do it, baby," she insisted.
"Oh, you want that big black one," he begged. "Should be a riot watching you."
"Is that how you get your kicks?" she smiled without humor.
"How did you guess it, honey?" he asked her.
"Well I didn't know," she said, "I just took a chance. But I guess I hit it right."
"I guess you did," he said, "because that is the way I like it."
As she went to the machine, she grasped the big black penis and looked at it.
"That's a wierd thing," she said, "it really is wierd."
"Yes, it is," he agreed, "but really baby you will like it."
As he turned it on, it began thrusting in her pussy.
"Oh, that does feel good," she said, "yes, yes. I like that!"
He was really ramming it to her now. And she was enjoying him more and more.
"Fuck it," he told the machine. "Fuck it."
Then she noticed what he was doing. He was stabbing his cock into her and fucked her.
"Oh," she panted, "this is too much. Oh, yes, this is too much."
Harder and faster the cock drove in there.
"Oh, baby, I love it."
Every second he was more excited.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her. "Oh, yes, that's beautiful."
He watched in mirrors as he slid into her and he became more excited every moment.
It was strange how watching in mirrors excited him. Faster and faster it continued thrusting.
"Oh, I love it," he panted. "Yes, baby, yes. That's it. Oh, yes!"
The pleasure was growing in intensity every second.
"Screw it," he panted, "Oh, yes. Now you're doing it like I want. Oh, ah, yes!"
He wasn't going to wait much longer now. He went over to the corner and got some oil. Then he brought the oil back. He rubbed it across his dick. When his cock was well lubed, he thrust into her and gripped her hips.
"Fuck me," she begged.
Faster and faster he drove in there. Every second was more intense.
"Do it," he told her, "twist your ass for me. How do you like watching in mirrors?"
"It's not bad, honey," she told him, "it is really marvelous."
"What about my cock?" he smiled proudly.
"Oh, it feels good too, honey," she agreed.
He was really turned-on with her. She was turned on with watching in the mirror.
"Give it to me, baby," she said, "that's what I want! Oh, yes. Fuck baby, fuck."
Faster and faster the big cock drilled into her.
As she got it plunged in savagely, she went out of her mind.
"Play with me," she said. "Play with my breasts, baby."
He began massaging her breasts. She loved the feel of his hot hands on her.
"Oh, yes, baby," she panted, "I love that. Do me.
The excitement was building every second. She could hardly stand it.
"Screw me," she told him. "Oh, yes, that's the one I want. Do it. Do it."
Faster and faster his penis drilled into her. Every second she was becoming more stimulated.
"Oh," he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
Turning her hips around, he was getting more of a charge out of it. His hands were playing with her breasts rather roughly now. He liked to massage the full breasts and then focus his fingertips on the nipples. At the same time he he was ramming into her asshole in fierce, hard thrusts.
"Give me a good hard fuck," she begged him. "Yes, baby, yes, that's what I like!"
She twisted her tail around, clamping his cock in her vagina. As the pussy muscles clasped his penis, she became more and more excited.
"Oh," she panted, "yes, baby, yes. Now you're driving it. Oh, yes. That's what I want. Fuck baby, fuck!"
The passionate pleasure was building to a startling climax.
"Do it," he told her, "faster. Twist your ass around faster."
She didn't stop for anything now. She let her hot ass grip and twist.
"Grind it," he gasped eagerly, "grind it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's what I need, a real good screw!"
Finally with a final thrust he rammed it home. Then he gushed.
He could hardly believe it. She had gotten him off in a second or two.
"Baby," he panted, "you sure gave me a great fuck. I really dug what you did."
He finally pulled his big penis out of her. Some of the juice splashed on the floor. Then, she kissed him passionately.
"Do you want my finger, honey?" he smiled at her.
"Yes," she said, as he slid his finger into her pussy.
She wanted to keep on doing her thing until she had one more climax and she wasn't going to stop now.
"You go right ahead, honey," he told her.
"That's beautiful."
She kept it up. It wasn't going to be much longer.
"Fuck, baby," he told her pumping his finger into her. "Fuck it baby, fuck. Oh, yes, baby, yes."
The pleasure was building every second. She was really enjoying this action now.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I want. A good hot fuck!"
It wasn't going to end now. Every second she was enjoying his plunging finger more.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. Fuck it!"
Paul was getting a hard on just looking at her gripping mound. Then she juiced and hot juice trickled down her leg in front of him. Paul got a big charge out of that.
"Oh, baby," he smiled at her, "that was too much!"
"You like that, huh?" she smiled. "Oh, yes I do," he said, "that was really exciting."
As he slid his finger out of her, he smiled at her.
"We need a drink, baby," he said. "We sure do."
He went over to the bed and brought her a drink.
"Have a drink of this," he suggested. "After all of that you need something."
"I guess I do, darling," she agreed.
She wondered if she could ever feel recharged and revitalized again. All of that fucking had gotten her quite relaxed.
"How are you feeling, baby?" he asked.
"Okay," she said.
"I guess I learned about the ways of fucking in France," he explained. "I used to go there on my summer vacations. And I'll tell you I did some pretty kookie things."
"Why do you say 'kookie'?" she asked.
"Well," he said, "I'll tell you why. Most people would think it was crazy. Things like watching other people fuck. I mean they charged a fortune if you are going to go to a place and watch an exhibition where they bathe the participants with blue lights. It's really something else."
"Is it?" she asked.
"Tes, it is," he said.
"It would be interesting if you would tell me something about it," she suggested, "would you mind?"
"Not at all," he assured her, "I'll tell you all I know. There is one exhibition that is really something else. It has to do with animals and you have to have a pretty strong stomach."
"I don't know whether I have a strong stomach or not," she said.
"Well, I'll tell you about it," he explained.
"You see some men dig animals. And one of the best animals for screwing is a goose. So they provide them with a goose if they want one. The object is to fuck the goose while the goose is on the other side of a wall. I mean they've got his head inserted in to the wall. On the other side, the guys is ringing his neck while you're fucking the goose on the other side."
"It sounds quite confusing," she said.
"Well, it really isn't," he assured her. "It's a plywood wall and they have this hole in the wall where the goose's neck slips through. Then the guy grabs the goose on the other side and he rides his cock into the goose. As he is fucking away, the other guy is twisting the neck of the goose. As the goose fights and struggles for his life, the man is fucking like crazy. The more the neck is twisted, the more the goose struggles. And the more the goose struggles, the hotter the guy gets."
"That is sadistic as hell," she said. "Well, I don't like to say it's that bad," he chuckled.
"It's terrible," she said, "just terrible. Don't tell me anymore about that."
"Why not?" he smiled. "Haven't you got that strong stomach you said you had?"
"No," she said, "I don't have that strong a stomach believe me.
He was having a ball talking to her. And she was enjoying it too.
"I'll tell you another thing I saw that really turned me on," he said.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Did you ever see a couple of women making out?" he laughed.
"I should hope not," she said, "how demented can one get?"
"That is a good question," he laughed. "And I have a few answers."
"Tell me," she said, "I'm all ears."
As he continued talking she really got a charge out of him.
"I'll tell you," he said, "it's this. When two women brush their bosoms against each other and use a dildo to drill into each other, it is really something crazy. You would never believe how fantastic it is."
"Oh, I'd believe anything," she said.
"Well, I've seen a couple of women whip each other, and fuck each other. It's all fantastic. I've really enjoyed that sight."
"Would it turn you on if I made it with a woman?" she smiled at him.
"It sure would," he insisted.
"Well, I'm not about to," she said.
They were really enjoying each other now, and his eyes were once more focusing on her body.
She was afraid he was going to get hot again and she didn't want anymore to do with him.
"Why do you turn me on so much?" he smiled at her.
"That, love, is a very good question," she said, "I'm afraid I couldn't tell you."
"Well, I don't understand it," he said, "but there is something about you that turns me on."
She was about ready to get dressed when he wanted her to do one more thing.
"I've got to go," she said.
"I want you to do something for me," he said, "it might be considered obscene. But I still want you to do it."
"What is it?" she demanded.
"Just a minute and I'll let you know," he said.
He left her alone. And while she was alone, she couldn't help wonder what in the world he had in his mind.
"What is it?" she asked when he came in with a big German shepherd dog.
"I would like to have you meet Waldo, my dog."
"Waldo, pleased to meet you," she said. "He shakes hands," he said, "try it."
"Alright," she agreed.
"Waldo," she said, "would you please shake hands with me?" As she shook hands with the dog, he asked her if she'd care to have sex with him. Even though he was obviously a friendly animal, wagging his tail enthusiastically, she could hardly believe her ears. But, Waldo was acting as if he knew precisely what had been said. It struck her as funny.
"That's asking too much," she laughed. "I'm many things, baby, but I'm no dog-fucker-do you understand?"
"Please baby," he insisted, "that gets me turned on-I don't know why, but whenever I see a woman making it with a dog I get all stimulated."
"Have you had many women who'd perform this way for you?" she demanded curiously.
"Sure, baby," he told her, "all the time. As a matter-of-fact, some women prefer fucking dogs to men-"
"I can well understand why," she smiled without humor, "some dogs are much more human than men!"
"Wouldn't be talking about me by any chance, would you?" he smiled.
"If the shoe fits, baby, put it on!"
He didn't know whether to be angry or not.
"You have a marvelous sense of humor," he smiled, "you really do."
"Thank you," she replied, "but I would appreciate a drink if you don't mind, and then you can tell me a few things about yourself. I'm dying to know what turned you into such a sex crazed creature-I'm sure its a fascinating story!"
"I'd like to spike your drink with arsenic," he smiled, "but I'm not fond of the gas chamber so I'll leave it out of your drink, sweetheart!"
"What a touching thought! The criminal mind at work. But, baby, you'd never get the gas chamber. You'd probably be out walking the streets six months later, and they'd make a movie on your life, Arsenic and Young Pussy or something!"
When he'd prepared a drink for her, he came over and sat down beside her.
"Would it surprise you if I told you my first wife was frigid, and I was impotent?"
"Not in the least," she smiled, "I figured you had a fouled-up background-I just didn't know how fouled up!"
"Well, it's true. When I got between the sheets on my wedding night I thought I'd touched a refrigerator when I slid my hand between her cold legs."
"You should have had a heating pad handly," she laughed.
"Good idea," he admitted, "but my dear wife wouldn't have warmed up. She was a real cold drip!"
"What?"
"An icecicle lover," he laughed, "but I guess it wasn't all her fault. I had trouble getting a hard-on."
"So you were impotent, and she was frigid? Why the fuck did you get married in the first place?"
"I was hoping I could get a hard-on like any other normal guy," he explained, "I figured if I found a real hot woman, she could ignite me."
"But it didn't work that way," she shrugged, "how sad!"
"Yes, but it had a happy ending," he assured her.
"What happened?"
"Well, I got a dog we called Stevie. Stevie had a cock ten inches long. Soft, that is. And when I couldn't get a hard-on, the dog's big cock took care of Evie, that's my wife!"
"Stevie, and Evie," she laughed, "What a nice combination!"
"That's what Evie thought," he said sadly, "she decided she preferred a good dog's cock, to a limp one like mine!"
"How ego-deflating," she admitted, gulping her drink to forget the horror of it all.
"Too true," he shrugged, "I felt jilted alright, and to think my pal Stevie did it. They say a dog is man's best friend. Stevie proved that wasn't always true! I felt like getting even with him, and spiking his dog dinners with some nice, quick poison. Something fast, and painless!"
"I hope you didn't," she said, looking at her own drink nervously, "you sound like a Borgia, always wanting to put poison in something-"
"No," he shook his head, "I couldn't bring myself to do it-because he had done something for me."
"What?" she demanded.
"He'd given me back my manhood. I could get a hard-on at last-"
"How did that happen?"
"I'll tell you how," he explained, "I was peeking at my Evie, and Stevie screwing one night, wondering if I should rush over, and pull the dog off her, and do him in-when I suddenly felt my balls itching. Glancing down I saw my cock getting longer, and longer. And soon, I was ready to fuck! Of course, I wouldn't do it with Evie, after she double-crossed me for the dog. But, I figured I'd get another dog. That was where Waldo came in. And I could find women who'd swing with Waldo. That is why I enjoy seeing Waldo and his women make it. It gives me a roaring hard-on! I mean I flip out of my mind, just watching!"
"That isn't for me," she said sadly, "I'm just not a dog fucker. Sometimes I wonder just where I do belong."
"I know where you belong," he laughed knowingly.
"You referring to one of those Nevada whore houses?" she asked him, bluntly.
"Why Nevada?" he asked.
"Well, "they have those houses there."
The point had been made and she was very glad. Now she decided that it was about time she got dressed and got out of there. She simply couldn't stay there that long. As Paul watched her dress, he told her, "I would like to see you in the shower. Why don't we shower together?"
"Can I trust you?" she asked frankly.
"Never," he told her, "you could never trust me. You are too beautiful, baby. With that great twat, you'd turn any man on."
"Why, thank you, Paul," she said, "you certainly know what to say to me, don't you?"
"I'm not trying to make up stories, honey," he told her, "I'm just saying that as far as I'm concerned you are tremendous."
"Thank you."
She decided that she might as well go in the shower with Paul. If he was so eager for it, why not, she reasoned. They stepped into the shower and they enjoyed it. He soaped her down good and she soaped him. She washed his ass out, and then she washed his cock and his balls. He loved to have her hands on him.
"Oh, does it ever feel good when you touch me," she said, "it's really fantastic."
"Thank you," he said, "I appreciate your saying that."
There was no need to continue much longer. She was afraid that if she did, he would soon want to slip his big cock into her ass. It was dangerously close now and so she got out of the shower.
"What's the big rush?" he asked her.
"Well, I can't stay there forever," she said, "I must go home, Paul. Remember, even good things have to come to an end."
"Well, my cock is a good thing, and it was just coming to the end of your asshole."
"No thank you," she told him, "not right now."
She dried off and he came out and tried to persuade her to get back in the shower for some screwing.
"You asked me to get in there for a shower," she reminded him, "that was all. Remember?"
"Okay," he told her, "be difficult."
"No," she said, "be realistic. Isn't that more honest?"
"Whose concerned about honesty?"
"I try to be," she said.
"Were you honest when you said you never had sex with my son, Marvin?"
"Of course," she lied, covering the very best she knew how.
"And would it shock you, honey, if I didn't believe you for a minute?"
"I'm going," she said not wanting to say more about that.
"Baby, did you really fuck my son? Did you give him a good balling?"
"Why, Paul," she said, "what do you think I am?"
"That's what I'm trying to find out, baby," he said. "I know you're one hell of a good fuck. But I also wondered if you were passing it around to the kids. Some people do that, you know. They are just nuts over kids. Sure it's sick but they don't think so. That's where the problem is. They want it in spite of everything."
"Well, do you think I'm sick, Paul?" she demanded evenly.
"No, baby," he assured her, "I don't think you're sick. I'm not worried but I just wondered."
"I'm going," she said as she slipped out of his place.
As she walked out of the impressive house, her mind couldn't help reverting back to Marvin. He was the one who got her into this horrible predicament. Every time she thought of him it disgusted her more. As she got into her car and drove home, she couldn't help thinking, 'like father, like son'. She should have realized that going there would not work out. No doubt she thought to herself, Paul would believe she had sex with Marvin. And with good cause, because it was obvious that she was anything but shy or timid. She turned on some radio music to relax. It didn't help very much. It only bothered her. She thought about many things. Maybe she could resign. That might be the very best way out. And, so she decided to call a friend of hers. She thought that might be the best thing. If her friend could tell her what to do, she would find a way out of this predicament. She hadn't talked to her girl friend Alice in ages. She thought a lot of Alice, and she was very eager to find out what Alice would think of all this. If she could tell her the mistakes she had made, perhaps she could tell her the sensible thing to do that would help. One thing she knew, it wouldn't be easy.
CHAPTER FIVE
Monday morning she called the school. She told them that she was sick and just couldn't go. The principal's secretary acted as if she doubted it.
"What's wrong, honey?" she asked.
"Oh, some food poisoning," she said.
"Too bad, honey," she said, "hope you get well soon, dear."
"So do I," she said, "you know how I hate to stay out of school."
"Yes, I do," the principal's secretary said in a voice that indicated the opposite.
After she hung up the phone, she decided to call Alice.
"Hi, Alice," she began her conversation. "How are you, honey?"
"Oh, just groovy," she said, "I was getting ready to go out and play tennis."
"It must be nice not to have to work," she laughed.
"Well, I work in my own way, honey," she said.
"What kind of work do you do, darling?"
"That is a long story, love."
"I wonder if I could talk with you."
"I guess so," she said, "what did you want to talk about?"
"I really can't go into details right here, honey," she said.
"Alright, sweetheart," she said, "you can come over early this afternoon. I'll be through playing tennis then."
That afternoon she went over to see Alice. When she got there, she couldn't help but notice the attractively furnished place that Alice had. She was in a high-rise apartment, with a sea view. From the 15th floor there was a broad vista of the Pacific visable.
"What a fancy pad you have," Debbie observed.
"It is nice, isn't it?" she smiled.
"You bet it is," she agreed. "What did you ever do to deserve this?"
"Well I can't really discuss that right now," she said, "it's quite a complicated business deal."
"Oh, I see," she said.
As she got to talking to Alice, she realized how very, very difficult it would to reveal the innermost secrets of her life. She didn't know whether she could bring herself to do it.
"Honey," she told Debbie, "I wish you could unbend. It's perfectly obvious to me that you're all wound up."
"I am," she said nervously, "and there isn't anything I can do to stop it. I'm up-tight and nervous as a cat."
"That is too bad, baby," she said, "because when you're up-tight you can't do anything. And judging by the way you're talking to me, I think you have something that is really bothering the hell out of you."
"Yes, there is something that is driving me out of my mind," she admitted.
"If you will level with me, you'll be better off."
"Alright," she told her, "I will level with you."
She took another look at the ocean and then she felt the butterflies return to her stomach.
"Alice," she said, "if I could have something to drink, it might help me."
"Sure, baby," she said going to a mirrored bar.
"What'll it be," Alice smiled.
"Anything," she said.
Both girls had whiskey sours. After they had a few sips of their drinks, it seemed to help Debbie's nerves a bit.
"Can you talk now, Debbie," Alice asked.
"Yes," she replied, "I feel much better. You know I'm teaching school, honey, and kids these days are next to impossible to control."
"Tell me," Alice said, "I've read about it in the papers. If they aren't burning the schools down they are tossing the teachers out the window. Real nice kids these days."
"I know," she said, "it is awful. So many of them are strung out on dope. I read about a clinic where they could phone a free number across the country and they had something like 6,000 calls a week from addicts."
"It's bad," Alice agreed. "And the pregnant girls these days. Why the high schools are becoming a breeding factory."
"You're so right," she said, "the kids have to be real careful in the halls these days. They can't rush or bump into anybody because they'll probably hurt a baby."
"It really is almost funny," Alice said, "except that it is too serious to be comical."
"True, true."
There was no doubt in her mind that she had to get things straight. Finally, she blurted out, "what would you think of a teacher who doubled as a child molester?"
"I wouldn't think much of her," she said, "as a matter-of-fact she would have to be pretty sick."
"So, I guess I am pretty sick," she admitted.
"What?" she demanded. "You mean to tell me that you are actually involved with such things?"
"Sorry, baby," she said, "but there is no use lying. I am involved. You see, I got turned on one day with a nice looking boy. He wanted to have sex with me. True, he forced himself but I could have put up a little resistance. After he had locked the doors, baby, he just pulled down the panties and pulled up the skirt and wham he got it in there. Zilch! Seconds later he was juicing. It was a wild ride."
"Did you give a repeat performance?" Alice said lighting a cigarette and leaning back and looking out the window.
"Yes," she said, "quite a few times. Then I decided to go to his father and apologize."
"Apologize?" Alice asked, "have you lost your mind?"
"No," she said, "but I lost some more of my virtue. You see, the father wanted to ball me too. I went there actually to say that the son might invent a story. I thought I would cover myself that way. But it didn't work that way. The father was a horny old bastard who hadn't had a good piece of tail in a long time. And he fucked the hell out of me."
"Oh, no," Alice laughed, "that is almost too much."
"Why are you laughing so hard, honey?" she asked her.
"I'll tell you why, doll baby," she said, "it really is absurd but I'll tell you why. You see, honey, the humor comes to me in this sense. I am in a business too. Do you know what an exhibitionist is"
"Why a person who puts on painting exhibitions ?" Debbie suggested innocently.
"Yeah," her girl friend laughed, "painting exhibitions. No, baby, hardly. A girl who puts on exhibitions, is a girl who is bought for a very high class sex circuit. She services men in groups. One time I serviced a father and son. It was the most hilarious episode in my torrid sexual history. You should have been there. The father kept telling the son how to fit his tool into my twat. The son was getting burned up and disgusted. The father liked to whack the son in the butt while he was screwing me. It really was hilarious."
"Very funny," Debbie said without humor.
"Oh, forgive me," Alice said, "I didn't mean to say that. I suppose it really isn't funny to you. It was just an insiders trade joke, if you know what I mean."
"I'm afraid I don't, darling," her girl friend said.
"Alright," she said, "forget it, forget it com pletely."
Finally she was able to make her point.
"Baby," she said, "when you've played around as much as I have, you won't feel guilty. As a matter-of-fact, you will feel very fortunate that you are able to carry on. It is marvelous to have men desire your body. And when you are really performing and servicing. Think of the rapes that you prevent when you give sex."
"Neat rationalization, honey," Debbie said. "Could you have another drink for me? If I could be loaded, when you're telling me these lies, they would wash down easier."
"They don't happen to be lies, honey," she said. "I have told you the truth. If you find difficulty facing the truth, that is your problem."
Once they both had more booze, the other girl continued.
"Honey," she said, "don't you know that the strongest instinct is survival and the second strongest instinct is sexual. That means that every man needs sex. And it's second only to food in necessity. So, baby, it doesn't always work out ideally. It doesn't work out so that the cunt is always available. No, life isn't like that. So, sometimes men buy it. Let's say they have a wife that is sick in the hospital. Does that mean that they don't want sex? Of course it doesn't. They need to have an outlet. Now, there are a lot of people who would deny that man his legitimate sexual outlet. The man wouldn't want to divorce his wife. He loves her. But that doesn't mean that she can give him the sexual satisfaction that he needs. Therefore, prostitutes serve a wholesome outlet."
"It's a good argument," Debbie said, "but I don't fall for it Alice. I think sex ought to be free. The best things in life are free."
"That's a farce," Alice said, "the best things in life cost about $100 an hour, honey."
"You're so commercial," Debbie told her.
"You're so stupid," Alice told her.
Her head was spinning now and she felt she was in some far off orbit.
"Are you alright?" Alice asked her.
"Yes, I'm alright," she said.
There was no doubt in her mind that her girl friend meant well. However, it was equally obvious to her that she didn't understand her problem.
"Can't you see I've got a problem?" Debbie asked.
"Yes, honey," Alice said, "you've got a problem. But not the problem as you see it. The problem is, honey, you should charge. You shouldn't let that father and son act go free. It isn't fair to you, honey, and they would appreciate it more."
"Do you think so?" she asked.
"I know so, darling," she said.
Then Alice looked at her and said quietly, "You look so tense, honey, you need to relax."
"Do I," Debbie asked seriously.
"Why yes, darling," she said, "look, how would it be if I gave you a good rubdown?"
"It might be just what I need, baby," she agreed.
Her girl friend was eager to help her, and now she felt more relaxed about the whole affair.
"You've made me feel better, Alice," Debbie told her. "And I'll tell you why, honey. I was feeling as guilty as hell. But the way you put it, I don't feel guilty at all. As a matter-of-fact, I take a completely different perspective. It is true, I performed a service. Who knows what the young stud might have done if I hadn't taken care of his sexual needs? He might have gotten some girl pregnant. That would be awful. Some innocent young thing."
"Of course, there aren't many innocent young things anymore anywhere," Alice said as she began walking toward the bedroom. Debbie followed. When she got to the bedroom, she flipped out.
"What a bedroom, honey," she observed. "I never saw anything like it."
"It is beautiful isn't it?" she smiled. "You know it, baby," she said.
"You see, honey," she smiled, "the mirrors all over the place add for the customers. They love mirrors. Then they can see what they are doing."
"I can see that," she smiled. "Well it really is funny the way men are?"
"In a way it is," she agreed.
"The strangest thing about them is their preoccupation with the subject of 'you know what'."
"I do know what, their genitals. Their minds are forever on them. And in a way, I can't blame them. I guess with all the problems men and women have to face in the world, they cop out with sex. Certainly, it isn't right. Actually, it's weak. Weak as hell, but that's the way it is, isn't it?"
"You better believe it, baby," she said, "people are weak. You show me one man who can get along for a week or two without sex, you show me him, and I'll show you somebody who is impotent."
"Right on," Debbie replied as she began taking off her clothes. As she undressed, her girl friend Alice watched closely.
"You're really stacked, baby," Alice commented.
"Oh, I guess I do have a fairly good body," she agreed.
"It's more than fairly good, honey," Alice told her, "you've got a gorgeous body. Any day you want to go into the exhibitionist business with me, if school should get too hot, you have a standing offer to join me."
"Thank you so much," Debbie told her. "That makes me feel good, honey."
"Now baby, I want you to lie down on that bed and and let me give you a body massage. You won't soon forget it."
"Oh, I hate to put you to all that bother," Debbie said.
"It won't be any bother at all, baby," Alice assured her. "As a matter-of-fact, baby, it will be a pleasure."
As she saw her girl friend undressing down to her skin, she asked her, "Am I supposed to take the bra and panties off too?"
"I can rub you better when you're completely nude," her girl friend explained. "How about it, baby?"
"Okay, darling," she said, "if you want me nude all the way, I'll strip."
She took off everything and as she stood there and turned around, the beautiful girl, Alice, caught sight of her girl friend's ass.
"What an ass, honey," she said, "a lot of men I know would go out of their minds to give you a wild ass fuck."
"That's what Paul did," Debbie informed her.
"Who is Paul, honey?" she asked.
"Paul is the boy's father."
"Oh, yes," Alice recalled, "that was his name, wasn't it? Well, honey, you should have had the couple that I had. The father was thrusting his cock into my cunt and the son was thrusting his cock into my ass. It was really some trip."
"I'll bet it was," she agreed.
Now the girls got a real chuckle as they thought of it.
Now, Debbie was stretched out. Her backside was exposed to the fingertips of Alice. Alice began massaging softly.
"Oh, what a beautiful body," she sighed, "yes, honey you are really built. This is going to be a great pleasure."
Now she was rubbing her all over. Her fingertips pressed into her back.
"Oh, honey," Debbie told her, "you really know how to give a super massage."
"Well, I am good at it," she agreed, "I'll take a little credit."
"Baby, you can take a bow," Debbie informed her. "I've had rubdowns before, but I've never had anything as good as this."
Alice was really delighted.
"You know, honey," Alice told her, "there are so many amazing things sexually that women can do. I've had to perform with women, you know, for some of these exhibitions.
"You mean, sexual things?" she smiled.
"Right on, darling," Alice said, "some of them feel fantastic. Would you like to try some?"
"Oh, I could never do anything like that," Debbie informed her.
"How do you know you couldn't, honey?" Alice asked. "Actually someone ought to try."
"Okay," she agreed. "Let's try."
And so, Debbie got a real shock when her girl friend, Alice went over to get her dildo.
"What on earth is that thing?" she demanded.
"That, honey, is known in the trades as a dildo cock. The dildo is a perfect replica of the male sex organ. And honey when that is strapped on a woman she can do wild things just like a man."
"You've got to be kidding," she said
"No," Alice insisted, "I was never more serious. You would never believe how sensational it could be, baby."
"Alright, darling," Debbie agreed, "if you want to do it to me, I'll take it."
It was almost as if she was caught in a hypnotic trance. Anything Alice said, Debbie would go along with at this point. It was as if, she saw herself in a different light. When she had come to see her girl friend she was full of guilt, but as she realized what another person was doing sexually, she felt as innocent as could be. Moments later, the fantasy continued for her mind boggled as she looked at her girl friend with a dildo strapped on. The flesh colored straps held the large, flesh-colored plastic penis in place.
"I can hardly wait," Debbie smiled. "This is really going to be a lot of fun."
"You can bet your real tight cunt, it is," Alice assured her. Then Alice got up on the bed and straddled her.
"Reach down and guide me in," Alice told her girl friend. Reaching up Debbie adjusted the dildo and got her cunt even with it. Then, Alice surged forward. The hard dildo went in swiftly.
"Oh, ah, does that ever feel good, baby. Oh, yes, I love that. Keep it going, honey. Keep it up. Love that."
The pleasure was building every second.
"I can hardly stand it," Debbie panted excitedly, "oh honey, you don't know what you're doing to me. I love that. Oh, honey, fuck. Fuck it baby. Fuck it. That's beautiful!"
The pleasure was growing every second.
"Keep it up, darling," Debbie insisted. "Give it to me, honey."
To add to the pleasure, Alice suggested slyly, "If you want to give yourself some kicks, how about using a finger?"
"For what," Debbie asked completely puzzled.
"For the asshole."
"Oh, I read you," Debbie laughed, "you want me to slide my finger up there. Sure, honey, I'll do it for you."
Now, she parted her girl friend's ass cheeks and pressed a finger in there. She pumped it in and out as the large dildo was thrust in and out of her twat.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. I love that. Oh, baby, do it."
The pleasure was increasing and so was the tempo. Alice was picking up speed as she went to town.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "you'll never know how much I like that. Oh, ah, yes, darling, yes. That's what I dig. Do me, baby. Oh, ah, I want it all. Shove it. Give it to me."
The pleasure was increasing every second. The two women were sweating. They were really going to town.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's what I dig. Keep doing it."
Faster and faster the women's bodies were working. Every second was becoming more stimulated and exciting.
"Fuck me," Debbie demanded. "Give it to me, Alice. Yes, sweetheart, yes. That's it. Oh, I love it."
Every second the pleasure was more intense. "Oh, baby," Alice panted, "what a cunt hole you've got. Is it ever fun to fuck you. I envy your students."
"Don't remind me of it," Debbie begged her. "I don't want to think about that now."
However, saying it triggered her imagination, Suddenly, Marvin swung back into her mind. She remembered all too well that first time he assaulted her in the classroom. All to well she remembered her response. She remembered how she joined in. She remembered how she clasped his ass, and asked him to continue.
"Oh, baby," Alice panted, "give. Give out. Yes, yes. We're making it. I'm riding you."
After she had done this on top of her for a few moments, Alice suggested something.
"Sweetheart," she suggested, "why don't we roll over. Then we can do it from another angle. Wouldn't that be tremendous?"
"Alright, darling," she replied, "if you want it that way."
Rolling over, Debbie was on top. Now Debbie could ride Alice's cock.
"It's fun to ride it, isn't it baby?" her girl friend smiled excitedly.
"Yes, it is," she agreed, "lots of fun."
The pleasure was continuing. Every thrust was more exciting.
"Keep it up baby," her girl friend panted, "yes, yes baby. That's it. Oh, baby, fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Harder and faster the dildo rode into her. Then as Debbie looked down at Alice, she made one grab for her breasts. Her fingers played with them.
"Oh, baby, what beautiful breasts you have."
"Oh I just love feeling of them. This is so much fun, darling."
The pleasure was increasing with every stab. And with her girl friend using her hands effectively on her breasts she was really happy.
"Oh, darling," she sighed, "you're too much."
Suddenly, Debbie felt herself juicing.
"I'm cuming," she told her girl friend. "I'm there. Oh, baby, I made it."
Almost at the same instant, Alice gushed too.
Immediately, Alice told Debbie what to do.
"Slide off me, honey," she said, "quick, quick."
Immediately, Debbie slid off the dildo. Alice quickly unsnapped it and tossed it on the floor.
"Let's do a hot 69 now," Alice suggested. "It's time to eat."
Immediately, the two women arranged their bodies so that they could suck away at each other.
"Oh, keep it up," Alice begged. "Yes, darling, yes."
The pleasure was mounting every minute. As the hot tongues surged in each other, the girls' bodies quivered. Soon they were juicing more.
They were cuming in multiples, now. The pleasure had increased to the point that they were getting a lot of action in their mouth. Sucking each other, tasting each other, loving each other in this strange and erotic way was almost more than they could bear at this second.
"Oh, baby," Alice sighed as she withdrew her tongue from her girl friend's twat.
"Wasn't that a wonderful time?" Debbie smiled. "I'm really surprised at myself."
"So am I," Alice smiled. "I didn't mean to carry on like this."
"You know, baby, I might have to join you."
"I was thinking about that," Alice said, "we must have ESP. We were thinking of the same thing at the same time."
"What do you mean?" Debbie asked.
"I'll tell you, darling," she said, "here's what I had in mind. I see no reason in the world why you couldn't go out with me tonight. I'm meeting Jake and we're going to have a ball. If I told him I was bringing along another woman, I'm sure he wouldn't object."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, I'm going to give Jake a good time. And he always digs having an orgy. Two is a party, three is an orgy."
"I've never been to an orgy," the schoolteacher said innocently.
"Well, it's certainly about time you did attend one," Alice said, "it's part of education. I don't see how anybody could consider themselves sexually mature until they had experienced a few orgies."
"What is Jake like?" Debbie asked her as she lay on the bed and looked at her girlfriend.
"Jake is a monster," she said, "a real monster."
"Well, why do you want to make it with a monster?" Debbie asked her curiously.
"I'll tell you why," she said evenly, "the reason is the monster is also good pay. And I mean good pay. Like 5 bills."
"Don't tell me you get 5 bills for one screw?" Debbie asked in disbelief.
"Right on," she said, "and if you are tossed in, honey, he might jump it to $750."
"That would be beautiful," Debbie said, "I would really love getting a little money."
"Sweetheart," she said, "I would give you $250. Of course, you can't expect me to give you the same as I get as I arranged it all. You do understand?"
"Of course I understand," Debbie assured her. "There's nothing wrong with that, honey."
"Good, darling," she said, "it's wonderful to work with someone who understands. Now remember, this character is not easy to please. He likes a lot of off-beat things."
"Off-beat?" Debbie asked Alice, "how offbeat?"
"Well, one thing he always enjoys doing is having a person sit below his glass-topped table and then while he is jerking off, he makes you lick the glass under his ass."
"That is demented," Debbie told her frankly.
"Sure it is, honey," she said, "but the demented stuff always pays more."
"I see how your morals are calculated. By the price."
"Is there any other yardstick," Alice asked without cracking a smile.
"I think you're terribly commercial," Debbie said, "I'm not a materialist."
"Well, you're sure as hell not a perfect idealist, either," she said, "making it with your students, and then going to apologize to the father and taking him on too."
"You make it sound so awful," Debbie said, "and I don't appreciate it."
"I tell the truth, honey," Alice said, "and the truth is usually awful."
"Maybe you've got a point there," she agreed.
"What other unusual things do you do for your lovers?"
"Well," she said, "quite a few unusual things. For one thing darling, a lot of men like the string-up the ass treatment."
"What in the world is that?" her girl friend demanded.
"It's pretty off-beat, I'll admit," she said.
"Please tell me," she continued asking.
"Well, I'll explain it. You wad up a piece of string. Only you do it at spaced intervals. In other words you have little knots in the string and then you slip that string up a man's asshole. As you pull it out, he will get his kicks."
"That has to be about the sickest thing I've ever heard," Debbie told her.
"It isn't sick at all," Alice insisted, "the ass is an erotic place. A lot of men have sensitive assholes and they get a big charge out of this. Let me try it on you."
"Oh, no," Debbie begged off, "I don't want to do it."
"Honey," Alice insisted, "if you want to make that big money, you've got to know a few tricks. Come on let me show you."
It didn't take Alice long to get the string. Then she fixed the small knots. Next, she told Debbie to get on the bed.
"Okay," Debbie said, "but do you want me right on top of you?"
"Yes, dear," she said, "I want you to simulate the exact position that you would be using if a man was on top of you."
When Debbie was on top of Alice, she felt Alice sliding the string into her asshole. When it was all up there she slowly began easing it out.
"How do you like that?" she asked.
Debbie had to admit that it was indeed a very strange and unusual erotic sensation. As the small knots would slip by the tight anal ring, pleasure would result.
"Oh, I like that," she told her, "I really dig that."
The pleasure was increasing now every second.
"Faster," Debbie told her, "yes, honey, I dig that. Keep that string moving."
Faster and faster the string moved, and now her ass was quivering.
"Oh, I like that," she said, "that is fun. Yes, baby I will try that on Jake."
At this point the two women were really enjoying each other. Their beautiful bosoms were tightly against each other.
"Let's have a little tit action," Alice suggested. "Just brush those big bosoms over mine. That's how I like it. Oh, yes, yes. That is wild."
Faster and faster each girl worked. And as the weighty bosoms brushed against each other, they really enjoyed it.
"Oh, keep it up honey," she begged. "Yes, yes. That's right on."
The pleasure was increasing now, as their pussy and bosoms crushed against each other. Immediately, Alice's hand went to work on Debbie's behind.
"Play with my ass," Debbie insisted, "Oh, yes, honey, I love that. Keep it up. Just like that. Now you're doing it. I love it."
The pleasure was increasing every moment.
"Oh, honey," she told her, "you can't imagine how much I enjoy that. You really are doing it magnificently."
The two women continued doing this, pressing breasts and Alice feeling of her ass cheeks.
"Slide a finger up my asshole," Debbie now suggested.
"You're getting creative," Alice laughed.
"Well, you're teaching me plenty. I never knew that sex could be like this. I know now."
"Good, darling," she told her, "I'm glad you're learning."
Every second they were enjoying it more.
"Keep it up," she begged, "that's beautiful. Oh, yes, honey, I just love that."
The girls were really enjoying themselves now. Every second was more delightful.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's what I want. Now, you're doing it lover."
As their pussy pressed together, the juices started flowing. Both Alice and Debbie knew as they looked into each other's eyes, that they were about ready to climax.
"I'm almost there," Debbie told her. "It won't be much longer now."
Sure enough the girls were almost there. A second or two later, they both made it.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
The delicious excitement that took place now, was remarkable.
"Press harder, honey," Debbie begged. "Yes, that's what I want."
Alice streamed as she pushed against her. Every second she was becoming more turned on.
"Oh, yes, darling," she panted, "I love it."
The super excitement that she felt now, had her really hot.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "you are too much. I never knew anything could be so wonderful."
Indeed the woman had brought pleasure to each other. They were climaxing together. The juices were trickling down their legs as they continued pressing.
"Don't stop now," Debbie said, "hang in there."
Alice wouldn't have stopped for anything. She continued doing her thing.
"No, darling," she said, "you don't have to worry about me. I'm going to keep doing it."
The pleasure was building. Every second seemed more wonderful.
"Oh, honey," she panted, "I just love this.
It's too much."
The tremendous pleasure they were experiencing was really something.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "you are a real lover!"
Alice pressed her lips against Debbie's. And soon they were in a soul kiss. Their tongues lashed against each other.
There was no doubt about it, they were really turning on all the way.
"Screw it," Debbie panted as she pulled her tongue out of Alice's mouth and felt their bodies struggling for another climax. Both women struggled to make it again. Debbie was discovering that by pressing her pussy as hard as she could on Alice's twat, things were happening. Juices were beginning to stir within her, and another climax was on the way.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's beautiful."
A marvelous sensation now flooded her being, were helped along with the feel of her girl friend's hands on her body.
"Draw me closer to you, darling," she begged.
"Oh, yes, I love this. You have no idea how much I love it."
The delicious moments continued.
"Oh, yes, darling. You don't know how much I love this. I need it so much, honey."
The super excitement of what was taking place now really reached Debbie. She could hardly believe that she could ever do such a thing. Yet here it was happening. Try as she would, she had to admit, she loved it.
"I love you, baby," she told her girl friend. "I love you so much. You have no idea how much. I guess it's because you understand what I've done and you don't despise me for it."
"Despise you, darling?" Alice said softly, "how could I? You tried to give a student a little love, and you were caught in a terrible situation. You were caught against a moral conscience as opposed to the urgency of youth."
"You understand perfectly, baby," Debbie said, "you know just how to put everything in perspective."
"A lover always does."
The two women looked at each other. As Debbie looked into Alice's eyes, she saw understanding and love.
"We are going to be great friends, darling," she said, "and Jake is going to just adore you."
"I don't know whether or not I will adore him," Debbie admitted, "but I sure as hell will give him a lot of sex."
"Great," Alice laughed, "you don't have to worry about Jake. He doesn't want love. He can do without that. But he has to have his sex, if you know what I mean."
At this time, both girls decided what they needed was another drink.
"Let me fix you a real good drink," Alice suggested.
"Aren't you doing an awful lot of drinking?" her girl friend asked her frankly.
"Look, baby," she said, "one has to drink to forget."
"What are you trying to forget, Alice," Debbie demanded.
"The way I live, honey," she said, "do you think I'm proud of myself?"
"Aren't you, Alice?"
"Absolutely not," she said, "but I've gotten used to a certain lifestyle. Do you think I like this apartment?"
"Of course you do, it's beautiful."
"Well, that's what I mean. I've gotten used to luxury. I'm not going back to poverty for anything. They can keep that crap."
"But what about your morals," Debbie demanded.
"That's it," she said, "I exchanged my morals for this apartment."
"Was it a fair exchange?" Debbie asked her. "I think it is," she said, "look how far you can see out there in the ocean. And honey, when you look out there at sunset the whole sea turns to silver."
CHAPTER SIX
It didn't take Alice long to get Jake involved. She picked up the phone and dialed Jake's number.
"Hi Jake," she began, "I really have a girl for you. A girl who will do anything."
"I want to meet her," Jake said, "bring her over with you, I'll up the ante to $750. How does that sound?"
"Like good business," Alice said.
"You always have to make sex sound so commercial," Jake laughed.
"Well, isn't it commercial with you, Jake?" Alice asked him frankly. "Certainly, you don't expect me to believe you put much feeling into your fuck ing."
"Of course not," he said, "baby, I want a mindblowing spectacle when you come over here. I mean I expect some wild fucking."
"You're going to get it, honey," he was assured.
After she hung up from Jake she looked at her girl friend.
"There is really good news, baby. Jake is dying to meet you. It's going to make you feel good all over when you've had a fuck like that. An orgy does something."
"What does an orgy do?" she asked.
"An orgy does this," Alice explained as best she could, "it lets you live out your fantasies. Every man, every woman has fantasies. Fantasy is dangerous. They are dangerous. They are dangerous when they are not realized. But if you can realize your fantasies, you can live and I mean live."
"I know what you mean," she said, "I've had my own fantasies too. When I was a little girl I used to imagine I would meet someone like Clark Gable. I fell in love with him when I saw "Gone With the Wind'. It didn't make any difference to me that he wasn't even alive. The thing I cared about was that I had him in my fantasy. I could imagine him doing all sorts of wild and wonderful things to me sexually."
"Like what?" Alice said as she lit a cigarette and leaned back to listen.
"Oh, I would imagine that he would lick me all over. I always love the idea of being licked on and I could just feel the hot tongue licking."
"Beautiful, baby," she smiled, "well, you're going to find out a few fantasies can come to life."
"Great," she said.
The pleasure was building as she thought about it.
"What are you going to wear tonight?" Debbie asked. "I haven't brought anything appropriate."
"What is appropriate for an orgy?" she smiled. "I don't know."
"Well, something real sexy," she said.
"Look, try this," she said.
She was really excited now.
"Don't try to outshine me," Alice said. "I like competition but not when it's too good."
"Okay," Debbie laughed as she went into the bedroom and looked at herself in the mirror.
"Oh, baby," she said, "I need a real rubdown. Could you rub me down and then we'll take a shower together."
"I'll be happy to, honey," Alice assured her.
Together they went to the bed and Alice rubbed her down. When the rubdown was over, they went to the shower. Then the two girls looked at each other as their bodies glistened as the water ran over them.
"Oh, honey," she panted, "do you ever look great! Yes, baby, yes, you've got class."
"Don't you mean ass?" Debbie smiled.
"Both," her girl friend chuckled. "Class ass!"
"That fits."
"Sure it does," she agreed.
At this point they both were really turned on.
"You know, honey," Debbie told her, "I think we could really be a tremendous team. We could travel from town to town. Wouldn't it be great?"
"Would it ever," Alice admitted, "I've always wanted to travel and we could travel in style."
"We could offer a package deal to our customers," Debbie laughed, "we could tell them all the wonderful things we could do."
"Have you ever been to France?" Debbie asked her.
"No, but I've always wanted to go."
"Well, there isn't a reason in the world that we couldn't," she said. "We could go over there and learn the French language. That would be fun."
"Yes, it sure would," she said, "however, I imagine there would be a lot of competition in France. No doubt those French women are good at sex. From all I've heard, honey, they have got that sucking down to perfection."
The two women finished their showering and then they both got dressed. They went downstairs and hailed a taxi. The taxi took them over to Jake's place.
"Does Jake live in a nice place?" she smiled.
"Of course he does," she said, "I wouldn't be dealing with anyone who didn't live in a good place. When it takes the kind of money it takes to buy me, baby, they have to live high on the hog."
They went over to the house where he lived and both girls were amazed at one addition. There were lawn lights that were covering the front yard.
"Why are all of these lawn lights on?" Debbie asked.
"I guess it's because he's afraid," Alice explained, "you see Jake is involved with the underworld and he has to be afraid."
"Oh, that's too bad," she said.
"It isn't too bad at all," she said, "a lot of business's are underground. We're underground too."
"Well, you've got a point," she said, "I never thought of it that way. I guess that is the truth when you stop and think of it realistically."
"Right on," she replied, "few people do, however, stop and look at anything realistically. Isn't that true?"
"Unfortunately, that's true," she agreed.
After paying the taxi and going up to the front porch, both girls marveled. They heard the sound of dogs inside. She wondered what next. A moment later after they pressed the buzzer, a man opened the door. They got a look at the two huge dogs.
"I guess Jake has added some dogs for protection, too," Alice acknowledged. "Apparently, Jake is having some difficulty."
"Good evening," the man who answered the door smiled. "Jake is expecting you both."
"Thank you, Herman," she said as she sailed in. Debbie followed Alice who seemed to know her way around quite well. They turned right and went down a long hallway, down a few steps and then they were in the huge sunken living room. All along the far side of the room, sliding glass doors looked out on a huge swimming pool.
"Oh, what a beautiful place," she said.
"Do you like it?"
"Of course I like it," she said, "I would be crazy not to. This guy really has a pad here."
"That is true," she admitted.
There was no doubt about it, Jake's place was beautiful. The white shag carpeting complimented the grey walls. It was all done in perfect taste. Long lights illuminated the grass that surrounded the oval-shaped pool.
"Oh, this place is too much," she said, I love it here."
The pleasure was growing in her every moment that she looked at the place. She was more and more fascinated and intrigued. A moment later a dark-skinned man with wavy, black hair appeared. He had a deep suntan and an electric way about him. His body movements were quick. He looked instantly at Debbie and acknowledged her with a smile.
"What a gorgeous piece of ass!"
"Jake," Alice reprimanded him, "that is no way to greet a girl."
"Can't I compliment her right off?" Jake grinned. "Debbie," he smiled, "would you like something to drink, dear?"
"Yes," Debbie said, "I'm a little thirsty."
"Fine," he said, "I always like to get my girls loaded. They are a lot more promiscious. I like it when they are really running wild."
"I guess you do," she said, "well, baby, I'm quite a wild woman. You don't have to get me too loaded to do everything."
The two of them were really enjoying each other. Every moment they were more and more excited.
"You know, honey," Jake smiled, "I can't wait to see you naked. As a matter-of-fact, I wish you would take off everything. I like to parade around in the nude. I hope you don't mind, darling."
"Mind?" she laughed, "I love to too. Great."
It didn't take her long now to take off her clothes. As she stood there stark naked, his mouth watered.
"You're just right for me, baby," he said, "just right!"
He didn't take long now to get his clothes off. And when he had peeled off his shorts and he stood there stark naked, she got hot for him. She looked at the size of the big tool dangling between his legs and gasped.
"What a cock!" she said, "that is too much."
"It is rather big, isn't it?" he said.
"Yes it is."
At this point they both were hot for it.
"You really have a beautiful body," he said, "I really want to fuck you."
"Well, you two are so hot for each other, maybe I don't belong here."
"Oh, stop it," Jake reprimanded Alice. "I've had you a lot of times and I've thrilled to your body. It's just that every time I see a new arrangement of the same old stuff, I get itching balls."
"You certainly do," Alice said, "I wish your balls would itch a little more for me. Even though I approve of you liking my girl friend, I want you to dig me too. Do you mind?"
She looked at Jake with his dark, curly wavy hair. His smile and his prick. Now he was pulling on it.
"You'll have to forgive Jake," Alice said, "he's quite animalistic about sex. He does just what he feels like."
"Oh, I don't mind it at all," Debbie assured her girl friend, "as a matter-of-fact it is fascinating to meet a man like Jake. It isn't just that he is handsome, it's more than that. The thing that tickles me about him is the way he goes at things. He isn't afraid to do whatever comes into his mind."
Jake sat in the center of the sofa and pumped.
"Just looking at your tits turn me on, honey. Why don't you walk back and forth?"
"Would that excite you, Jake?"
"Would it ever," he said.
She walked back and forth and as she did so, her asscheeks wiggled.
"Oh, I can see where I'm going to fuck you," he said. "You have a model ass."
"You like that?" Debbie said turning around to look at him.
Alice sensing that she had a lot of competition, decided that it was about time she took off everything herself even though Jake was begging her to strip. She knew she'd better do her thing.
"I'm undressing," she smiled.
"That's good," Jake said, "there is nothing worse for someone to keep their clothes on when everyone else is stripping. Right, honey?"
He smiled as he watched her take off her clothes. Soon the three of them were stark naked. Alice was sitting in a chair while Debbie was doing her thing, just walking back and forth.
"Guess we better go in the bedroom," Jake suggested. "I think we can have a little more fun there."
They went into the bedroom, and then she got some idea of what he expected.
"Now, baby," he smiled, "you're going to get to taste me. I would very much like to have you impaled on my penis."
"Impaled?" Debbie asked not quite sure what he meant.
"Yes," he said, "the word is impaled. I think it fits. Just like my penis will slip into your mouth and fit so smoothly."
Now he was really excited. It didn't take them long to get going. Big Jake lay on his king-sized bed. He had black satin sheets which showed his sun-tanned body off to tremendous advantage.
"Oh, do these sheets ever feel smooth," Debbie commented.
"Oh, you get used to them," Alice said.
Now, Debbie grabbed his cock.
"Alice, honey," he said, "how about a little ass suck action? I would love that."
"Why yes, Jake," she told him, "that would be fun."
Now they were really getting excited. Every second they were stimulated by each other. At this point, he pulled at her hair as he got her right over his penis.
"Oh, Debbie," he panted, "I want to teach you the fine art of cock eating. It's really something, baby, and I want you to do it."
The hot cock drilled into her mouth. Then the tongue swept over it.
"That's beautiful, baby," he said, "now you're doing it. That's what I like. Oh, yes, honey."
The pleasure was building every second.
"Keep it up, baby," he panted, "oh, yes, that's what I want. Oh, baby, that's beautiful."
The tremendous excitement was building every second as he pumped his pecker to her, the other woman was impaled on his asshole. Alice's hot tongue was sliding between his smooth ass cheeks.
"Lick my behind, darling," he smiled at Alice, "that's a good girl. Isn't it pleasant?"
He was having a big ball talking to her like this.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "that is beautiful. Oh, honey, that is something."
As the hot tongue lashed over his buttocks, and the other girl gobbled his cock down, Jake was really going out of his mind with delight.
"Eat my cock," he begged, "oh, yes. Do it for me. Oh, yes. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what we like.
Oh, baby do it!"
Faster and faster the hot tongue went to town. Every moment was more pleasurable.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's the way to do it. Oh, baby do it."
Faster and faster the tool pumped down her throat. Every moment she enjoyed it more.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that is beautiful. Ohh, ah, yes, sweetheart. That's what I dig. Now you're doing it."
It was amazing how effectively she could do her thing.
"Eat it," he told her, "lick it. Eat that prick. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Now you're doing it!"
As the cock slid down her throat, she felt she was choking, she began breathing through her nose.
"Oh," Jake panted as he pumped it to her, "are you ever good at it, baby. Oh, I love to throat fuck you. That drives me out of my mind. I get deep thrusts, don't I, honey?"
The hard cock was drilling faster and faster now. Every moment he enjoyed it more.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I like this. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's what I want. Keep doing it."
The hard tool was pumping faster now and as he did so, she was panting.
"Oh, I can't stand it," she panted, "that's too much, baby, Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I want."
The pleasure was building now and he wanted his ass fucked better. He thought that Alice wasn't doing her thing. Perhaps she was getting burned up over the fact that he was enjoying the other woman too much. Jake always loved to play one woman against the other. He liked to have two of them making over him. He could keep them both in line better that way. In his private little harem, he always kept enough women so that he was never without available fresh cunt.
"Eat my ass, Alice," he insisted, "you do it right. That's it. Slide your sweet tongue all over it, honey. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's what I want."
Faster and faster she lashed her tongue around his ass cheeks. Every second he was enjoying this action more.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful! Oh, baby, I love it."
"Eat ass," he told Alice, "eat ass, that's it, baby. Let your tongue lick around there. That's what I've got to have. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Now you're doing it. That's beautiful. Oh, ah, yes. Eat the ass out!"
The tremendous pleasure she was deriving from this was amazing to him. Apparently, she was competing with the other woman for attention. This was exactly what he hoped would happen. And it was happening.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful."
Now he was sliding it down the other woman's throat and his balls were almost going in too.
"Eat my cock," he said emphatically, "eat it. Eat it, baby, eat."
The tremendous pleasure he was getting now was really something.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's it. Oh, baby, I love it."
The fantastic action was increasing.
"Keep doing it, baby," he gasped, "keep doing it."
Suddenly, he felt his cock quivering. The juice was starting to spurt now.
"Eat me," he told her, "eat me."
She ate all right. As the hot dick juice spurted down her throat in spasms, he was out of his mind with delight. He clutched her head and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful, baby."
Now, Alice went on sliding her tongue over his buttocks. She wasn't going to stop now for anything. This was the moment of climax and she wanted to make sure her hot tongue was licking his asshole as effectively as she knew how.
"Oh, ah," he panted, "yes, yes. That's beautiful. Oh, yes!"
At this point, he was limp. Finally, the one girl pulled her mouth off his cock and the other girl slid her tongue off his behind.
"Beautiful," Jake said, "just beautiful. Now, honey, I want to see the two of you going to town. I want to see you fucking each other with that double dildo."
"Oh, Jake," Alice giggled, "you finally did find one."
"Yes, baby," he said, "and I'm lucky that I did. You and the other girl that was here last time, broke that first one. Now, take it cool with the second one. I guess it was defective."
"Of course it was," she said, "it is perfectly ridiculous for you to say our pussies broke it. How strong do you think our pussies are?"
"That is a good question, darling," he smiled.
It really made him laugh. He got off the bed and went over to the closet. He searched around on an upper shelf and finally brought the strange looking thing down.
"Is that what a double dildo looks like?" the teacher smiled.
"Yes," Jake said, "that, dear, is what a double dildo looks like. You see, honey, it fits smoothly into both places. I mean both holes."
"Beautiful," Alice panted, "I can hardly wait to have it pushing in me."
"I'm ready," he smiled, "get on the bed, baby. I want to see some action."
Now she was eager for it and it didn't take long. When they were on the bed with their legs up at angles they were ready.
"Oh, this is going to be wild," she said, "really wild."
They really were having a ball now. As Alice slid the dildo into her own vagina, she pushed into her girl friends pussy.
"I'm getting it in there, honey," she told her excitedly, "there it goes."
Sure enough she had it in there and they were really turned on. The balls were rubbery and enormous.
"These balls are really something else," Debbie laughed, "they are really big. That's putting your money where your balls are."
"Now, baby," Jake said, "if you don't mind me, I'll begin jerking. This is my pleasure.
Jake sat on the edge of the bed like a dirty little boy and he began pumping his prick.
"Oh," he gasped, "is that ever going to be tremendous. Oh, yes, that is beautiful."
Every second he was more excited.
"Keep it up," he panted, ""oh, yes, that's beautiful."
Harder and faster he pumped his penis. The girls were thrusting harder into each other. "Fuck it," Jake told them both. "Fuck, baby, fuck. Oh, yes, that's what I want you to do. Fuck it, fuck it fast!"
As the two women kept up their pace, Jake kept pace with them.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful."
The pleasure was growing every second.
"Oh, baby screw it," he panted, "screw it"
Now, they were doing their thing. Every moment they were more intensely excited.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, do it. That's the way. Fuck it. Fuck faster. Ohh, ahh, yes!"
Strangely, as Jake panted, Debbie looked at him. He was perspiring, his eyes were slits now. He was living what they were doing. Strange, how he-could identify so closely. She wondered how a psychriatrist would look at this. She didn't have much time to wonder, for her girl friend was reaching for her breast.
"We should play with each other's breasts," Alice suggested. "Doesn't that feel great?"
"Oh, yes," she said, "it's like sexual electricity."
"That's a good way to put it, honey," she admitted. "This is really wild. Oh, I'm going crazy for this."
Faster and faster the women did their thing. "Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful."
The pleasure was increasing every second.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's wonderful."
Finally the girls were juicing.
"Let me eat you now," Jake sighed excitedly.
Pulling away from her lover, Alice took the dildo out of Debbie's cunt and Jake got down there and grasped her ass cheeks in his hands. He buried his face in her mound and licked quickly. The savage tongue licking really got him turned on.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes baby. That is beautiful. Oh, honey."
The excitement was building every second. "Eat it," he panted, "eat it." At this point he was going out of his mind with delight.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that is too much! Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I like."
The super excitement of the wild suck really got to him.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that is too much."
The fantastic pleasure that they were enjoying now was beyond belief. Jake was playing with her breasts while he sucked her slit.
"Eat my pussy," she demanded, "that's it, Jake, eat my pussy. Oh, ah, yes, yes. I want it, baby."
Jake was delighted to give her a good pussy eating. He loved pussy and there was nothing he delighted more than sucking cunt.
"Eat it," she gasped, "eat it, baby. Yes, yes. Now you're doing it. Eat cunt."
The super excitement that she was experiencing now surpassed anything she had ever had before. When he had finished giving her multiple orgasms, he moved to the other girl.
Alice was ready. She had pulled the big double dildo out of herself and spread her legs and she quickly accommodated Jake. She could show that she was superior at this sort of thing for she knew what position to get in. She threw her legs happily over his shoulders. She rested her buttocks on Jake's thighs. Then Jake quickly gripped her ass and pulled her pussy up to his face. He stabbed in with his hot tongue.
"Eat it," Alice panted, "oh, yes, that's beautiful. Eat the pussy. Now you're doing it. That's right, eat it, suck the pussy. Oh, ah, yes, yes, sweetheart, that's what I want. Faster, honey, faster. Ohh!"
The passion was building every second.
"Oh, I love that," he panted, "yes, yes. That's too much."
The pleasure had climaxed and they were really enjoying it.
"Oh," Alice panted, "I'm coming again. Oh, Jake, you don't know what you are doing. Oh, the truth is I have fallen for you. Oh, honey!"
Now she was pushing her legs closer to him. By saying these electrifying sexual compliments, she hoped to bring him closer to her. She wanted to pull him away from her girl friend for she was afraid that she had made one hell of a mistake. Jake was her best buyer and she didn't want to lose him. Worst of all she imagined that Jake would have Debbie back there on her own.
"Oh, Jake," she panted, "you are too much. Oh, honey, keep doing it. That's it. I need it, baby. Oh, yes."
This was wild, hot, slippery sex. The tongue that slid in there, and he got more and more juice.
"Eat that," she panted, "eat it, baby, suck. Oh, ah yes, sweetheart. Yes. That's what I like. Keep doing it."
The pleasure was too much. Jake's fantasies had flung to life in her juicy hole. When he finally pulled out his tongue he was breathing heavily and his heart was pounding rapidly.
"Oh," he panted, "did I ever love that! Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's too much."
Every second of their scintillating sex orgy had been out of sight.
"Oh, honey," she sighed, "you don't know what you did to me with that tongue of yours. You must have the longest tongue reach in the world."
"Do you want a plastic replica of my tongue," Jake smiled at her.
"Oh, Jake," she sighed, "could you do that for me. I know it will be difficult for you to hold your tongue in the mould to get it made for me, but it would be the loveliest birthday gift you could give to me, Jake. Then those lovely cold, rainy nights I could always slide that tongue up there and think of you. Wouldn't that be tremendous?"
"I think it would," Jake chuckled, "I think it would really be groovy."
They were laughing now, and then he looked at Debbie.
"Did you enjoy it Debbie?" he smiled.
"Oh yes, Jake," she said, "I always like sex with a real stud. That's obviously what you are."
Reaching over she picked up Jake's penis. This really got Alice. Here she had brought her girl friend to get $250 out of the $750 they were getting together. And the gal who was getting the smaller share was trying to be the big cheese. Trying to steal her thunder.
"You really are hooked on Jake, aren't you," Alice said with more than a little acid in her tone.
"Oh, I think he is just tremendous," she said, "what a beautiful cock and I really dig those big hairy balls."
"Oh, I'm glad you appreciate a real stud," Jake said. "I try to make my women happy. I can't help that I have the repeater peter. I can't help if it wants to shoot over and over. It's me."
"Oh course, darling," she said, "that's very true."
"What would you like me to do next for you?" Jake smiled as he watched the beautiful girl playing with his cock.
"Oh, that's wild," he panted, "I really enjoy that."
Suddenly, Debbie leaned over and began mouthing him.
"Oh, I'm enjoying that, honey," he smiled, "you've brought some life back into it. Then I might give you a nice fucking."
"Okay, honey," Debbie said slipping her mouth off his penis for a minute.
She mouthed his manhood vigorously. The cock jumped back to life.
"Oh," he panted, "is that ever tremendous! Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. I love that."
The pleasure was almost more than she could bear.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "do I ever love it."
The excitement was really something. She was enjoying it more every moment.
"Oh," he panted, "give it to me. Let your tongue move slowly over the head of it. That's it. That's what I like. Do it just like that. Oh, ah, yes, sweetheart, yes. You really know how to give good head."
Every second he was enjoying it more and so was she.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you are too much! I really love this."
The sweet excitement of what was happening to him was really too much.
"You've got me going out of my mind," he said, "why don't you stick your finger in my asshole honey."
As he parted his ass cheeks for her, she slid a finger in there. Then she remembered what her girl friend had told her about using the knotted pieces of string.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck ass."
She decided she would tell him about the string.
"You know I can do something you would really enjoy Jake," Debbie smiled as she slipped her mouth off his slippery cock.
"What's that, honey?"
"Oh, just a little trick I taught her," Alice said taking full credit.
"The old string bit."
"I guess I haven't had that."
"Oh, haven't you Jake," she smiled. "I thought sure you had. Well, you've really got something coming. Go ahead and do it," she smiled.
"Okay, honey," she said, "get the string."
Jake got off the bed. As she watched him walk to get the string she couldn't help but admire his strong, healthy body. His ass cheeks were tight. His back was broad and his waist was slim. Turning around he tossed her a piece of string. His cock was standing out in front of him.
"How about this, honey?" he smiled, "is that okay."
"It sure is, darling," she smiled.
Getting back on the bed they went to town now. It didn't take him long at all to figure out how to do it. He just sat there and let her slip the string in his asshole, then she went down on his dick and slowly began sliding the string out of his asshole.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. Those places where you knotted it, I can feel it when you pull."
"Sure you can," Alice smiled, "I told her it was a marvelous way to do it. I had done it for years. Of course, I'm a professional."
"I can't take that away from you, honey," Jake grinned. "Come over here, baby."
When she walked over to him, he slapped her ass and pulled her cunt right up to his face.
"Do you mind if I eat your pussy while she blows me?" he asked.
"It would be fun," she smiled.
Now they were going to town. She was doing his cock while she was pulling the string out of his asshole. At the same time Jake was eating at Alice's pussy.
"Oh, eat me, Jake," she begged eagerly, "yes, I would love that. That's the way to do it. Oh, keep that up!"
The pleasure was increasing with every movement.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's how to do it. Love it, baby."
With every jab of the hot tongue, she was enjoying it. She reached over and began running her fingers through Jake's wavy, black hair.
"Eat my pussy," she panted, "that's a good pussy eater. Oh, yes, eat it."
Jake did just that and while he was licking on her pussy, Debbie was going to town on his penis. Up and down her mouth rode, she played with the balls and she kept on pulling the string out of his asshole. It was a beautiful three-way. Jake knew he was getting his money's worth and he loved it. His hot tongue licked quicker. He was going after the juice.
"Eat it," she begged, "eat the pussy. That's beautiful, oh, yes. Give it to me. Now you're doing it. Love that."
Faster and faster they were going at it. Every second he was enjoying it more.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "that is too much. Much, much too much."
The hot delicious excitement of what he was experiencing was really getting to him.
"Oh, honey," he panted excitedly, "this is too much. This is wild."
Every moment he was enjoying it more.
"Keep it up, darling," she begged. "Oh, ha, yes, sweetheart, yes. That's what I want. Do it. Do it."
The delicious excitement was surging through his body. Now, it knew no bounds.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Now Debbie was determined to get a lot of juice out of his cock. She was sucking wildly. The string had been completely pulled out of his asshole.
"Oh," he panted eagerly, "lick it, baby."
Momentarily he had pulled his tongue out of Alice's pussy. That really got Alice disgusted.
"Get your tongue back here," she said, "and hurry up about it."
He got his tongue back in her. Then Alice said tightly, "I hope you don't pay so much attention to that little cockeater going to town on your cock that you forget my pussy. That would be disgusting."
He couldn't answer with words, but his tongue movements answered for him. He quickly licked all around inside her vagina. She was becoming more and more turned on.
"Oh, honey, keep that up," she panted, "I'm really enjoying that now. That's how to do it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, like that. Oh, yes. I love it."
The tremendous tempo of what they were doing was really getting to her. She enjoyed it more every moment.
"Oh, eat my pussy," she begged, "eat it."
Suddenly, she gushed. Eagerly the dark-haired man devoured her cunt.
"Eat every bit of it," she said pushing forward. He gripped her ass cheeks and finished her off. It was a very wild moment. Now he was shooting. Her snatch juicing had acted as a catalyst to his cock. It was spurting into her mouth in a steady stream. As the thick, juicy, cum flashed into her mouth, she gobbled eagerly. It was like a fountain of youth to her.
"Oh, eat my cock," Jake said as he pulled his tongue out of Alice. "Eat it, baby, eat it all up-every delicious drop."
Immediately, Alice placed her hand on his head and got him back.
"Sweetheart," she said, "you haven't finished. There's more juice."
"I always leave a little in the bottom of the container," he said.
"Well, not this container, sweetheart," Alice said confidently, "you finish it. You lick the plate or lick the pussy if you please."
"Right on!" he smiled going back to her mound.
His hot tongue raced into it. With fast movements he gave her a wild workout.
"Eat it," she begged him on.
He finished her off and then he pulled out. Now Debbie was finished with his dick. Her mouth came off his cock as he looked at her.
"Want to eat the asshole out a minute?" Jake said with a smug smile on his face.
"Sure baby," she said, "anytime."
Quickly, Debbie was learning the tricks of the trade. Apparently, this rich stud with all his loot could get Alice to do about anything he wanted her to. And now, it became competitive. And the competitive sport of trying to get the mouth on his cock, the tongue in his ass or slide the pussy down over his prick was giving her fun. She eagerly grasped his ass cheeks and slid her tongue over his smooth behind. It was becoming a game. Could she give a better ass action than Alice? That was the question!
"Oh, sweetheart," he said, "for a beginner."
"That's right," Alice said, "for a beginner she is no doubt good. In the little time, she will mature."
"There is such a thing as having too much sex knowledge," Jake said as he wiggled his butt in front of the other girl's face.
"Well," Alice said without cracking a smile, "I don't think you have too much mileage yet, Jake, but you better slow down."
"I was referring to you, love," Jake said acidly.
"Oh," she said raising an eyebrow, "I didn't know you meant me. Bless you!"
Now he watched her lick his firm round behind.
"Honey," Jake explained, "the object is this. You grasp a ass in your full open hands. That's it. Then you get your face in there. That's it. Now you slide the tongue all over my asscheeks."
The hot tongue is stabbed in there. It was very pleasurable now.
"Oh," he gasped, "you are learning fast, honey. Beautiful, baby. Oh, yes, that's beautiful. I like the way you're doing it."
Faster and faster the hot tongue went in there. Every second he was enjoying it more.
"Do it," he panted, "oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I like. Right on!"
The pleasure was building every second. He could hardly stand it now.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "that's too much.
Ohh, ah, yes, sweetheart, yes. That's what I like. Keep it up."
The super excitement of what was happening now was really getting to him.
"Oh, baby," he gasped excitedly, "that is too much. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. Now you've got it going."
Faster and faster the hot tongue went to town inside of him and he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that is delicious. Do I ever love what you're doing to me. Oh, ah, yes, lover, yes. That's what I want."
The delicious excitement of the way her tongue was sliding all over his behind in piston precision movements, got him excited. Jake reached for his cock.
"I'll do it for you, honey," Alice grinned.
Alice was so eager to get into the act that it really amazed Jake but he loved it. Putting his hands behind his head, leaning back on the pillow, he watched the two women administer sex for him.
"Right on," he grinned at Alice. "Give me a good hand job. But whatever you do, don't get it off. Jake wants to shoot his balls next time up Debbie's tight asshole."
"How about Alice's tight asshole?" she smiled.
"Alice's asshole isn't tight," he said, "you've had too many men, honey. Now, baby, don't get jealous!"
Alice smiled without humor.
"Me, get jealous," she giggled, "how ridiculous, Jake. I can hold my own. These bosoms are super aren't they?"
"They should be," Jake smiled, "cost you enough for that silicone operation."
"Oh, Jake," she laughed, "what a divine sense of humor, of course, you're teasing. These are real. Perhaps some of the other girls you toy with do have silicone jobs, but these are the real thing."
"I know baby," he smiled, "they sure are."
Reaching out he touched her breasts and then he lifted them.
"It's right there where it's done," he smiled, "that small line right there is always that telltale line."
"Well, they did get a little help," Alice admitted, "but not much. Basically they are mine."
"Well I hope so," Jake teased.
This is what he liked. The competitive spirit of two wonderful women giving him oral sex.
"Suck the ass," Jake told Debbie, "oh, yes that's it. Suck it, baby."
It was indeed a pleasurable moment for them. Suddenly, the other girl went to town on his prick so far that he was afraid. He shoved her off with his hand. Alice went reeling back on the bed.
"You trying to knock me out, Jake," she asked.
"No, sweetheart," he said, "but I've got to get that little ass sucking in. You see, my dick was ready to shoot."
"I'm sorry about that," she said, "I didn't mean to suck it so well."
"Well, don't take all the credit," he said, "my balls were on fire. You know I'm a real pistol, don't you?"
"Well, I know that you think so," she said quickly.
"Nice girl," he said, "real nice girl. Remind me to love you."
"I will," she said, "and I will remind you when you're paying me. I'll deserve a tip."
"You'll get one, right up your ass," he laughed. "Only second time around. First time around, I'm going to do Debbie's butt."
When Debbie realized that he was talking about her she came back to her senses. She slid her tongue out of his ass.
"Are you ready?" she smiled paying no attention whatsoever to Alice.
"Ready," he said, "I'll get the lubrication, and get that cock nice and greasy and then I'll stab it up your pussy you'll get a fuck like you never knew existed from the ass position."
"Beautiful," she said, "I can hardly wait."
The pleasure was building in his loins every second.
It wasn't going to take much longer now. He could hardly wait.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "this is going to be such fun."
She looked at him and said, "What position do I get in?"
"I would like to have you on the floor in front of those mirrors over there." She looked over to the sliding doors which were mirrored.
"Over there?" she asked curiously.
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "and over there. And baby, I want you to do it real nice for me. For example, when I slide my tool into your pussy I want you to be able to take it on a sex trip. I want you to twist it. I don't want you to just to think that because I've got it in there, I do all the work. Oh, no, I want some help."
"You always did need help," Alice smiled.
"Yes, honey," he said, "but it isn't need, it's like. Jake doesn't need anything."
"Oh, that's right," Alice said, "I forgot how big Jake's ego was."
"Honey," he said, "if there is anyone in this room that has an ego, it's you. Now, baby, just because I don't care to worship at the shrine of your cunt, right this minute, doesn't mean I don't care for it. Or just because I'm not taking your ass on this second, doesn't mean I don't want to stab it a little later. But this chick has got me going out of my mind."
"I'm happy for you both," Alice said without feeling.
"That is obvious," he laughed, "but it's alright, baby, I'll take care of you later."
"You always do, Jake," she said cagily trying to lure him back to her body.
It wasn't working. Jake was determined to get what he wanted. Young Debbie was willing to do anything he said. Now, she was spread out on the floor, she was right before the mirrors. Jake got down there and began to mount her. Then he thought of something.
"There's a little procedure that I always enjoy," he said.
"What's that, Jake," Debbie smiled.
"They call it sadistic," he said, "but it isn't sadistic at all. I like to redden the cream pitcher ass with a belt."
"Oh, you're terrible," she said, "just terrible."
"Oh, no," he laughed, "It's good, baby, real good!"
He got his belt and lashed it across her bare behind.
"How does that feel, honey," he smiled at her, "do you like it?"
"Sure, I do, baby," she said, "it's groovy."
As the belt lashed some more, she winced in pain but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of crying out. Alice burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at Alice," Jake demanded.
"You, darling," she said, "it always makes me laugh to watch you do that."
"Would you like to do it to me." Jake smiled, "maybe when I'm doing it to her."
"Okay, honey," she said, "that might give me pleasure."
She said it softly and he knew what he was feeling. Anger and disgust expressed with a belt lashing across his bare buttocks. She got a belt from the top drawer in his dresser and returned. As she held it over his ass, he winced in pain, before she slashed it.
"Why are you wincing, Jake?" she smiled.
"Was I?" he asked.
"Of course, you were darling," she said, "you always were a sissy when it came to pain. But I'll help you overcome it."
With a mean arm, she lashed the belt across his behind.
"You bitch," Jake turned his face reddening in rage.
"Isn't that what you wanted me to do, Jake?" she asked.
"Well, sure," he said.
He wouldn't let her know for one second how it affected him. Now they were really having a ball of it.
"Now, I'm going to fuck her pussy," he told her.
He got down behind her and grabbing her buttocks rode his slippery dick into her tight vagina.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."
The hard cock drilled in there. She was getting more excited every second.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "that is too much. Oh, that's too much. I like that."
Faster and faster he went to town. She was enjoying it more every second.
"Fuck it, baby, fuck," he told her. "Yes, keep that going, that's nice. Now you've got the hang of it."
Faster and faster the tool drilled in there. She was really turning on now.
"Oh, ah, yes," he gasped excitedly, "that's too much, baby. Oh, yes do it, baby."
Harder and faster the big cock drilled in there. Every second she was becoming more turned on.
"Do it," Jake gasped, "oh, yes, do it."
The excitement wouldn't stop. Every second he was going faster.
"Screw it, baby," Jake begged her, "twist your tail. Oh, your pussy is tight."
Jake was grasping her buttocks as he rolled forward. She became more and more excited herself. When he put his hands feeling for her hot breasts, she was all the more excited.
"Play with me, darling," she begged, "oh, yes. That's what I dig. Oh, yes darling, do that."
The pleasure that she was deriving from this, was driving her out of her mind.
"Oh, ah, yes, sweetheart, that's beautiful!"
The sheer delight of what she was experiencing now was really getting to her.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you are really something. Oh, yes, honey, love it."
This was almost more than she could stand.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "I love you so much. You have no idea how much."
Every second they were enjoying themselves more.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you don't know how much I need you. You mean everything to me."
The pleasure was increasing with every cock thrust.
Now, Alice decided that she could get into the act. She knew she could give Jake a good time if she was drilling his asshole for him. She went over to the drawer and got her dildo and strapped it on. She got behind him and tried to guide the dildo into his ass.
"Fuck me," he begged anxiously, "oh, oh, yes.
That's what I want. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The hard dildo stabbed in there and Jake's ass was twisting away from it. "Get off me," he told her.
"How am I doing, honey?" Jake asked Debbie.
"I love it," she assured him, "I've never had a man do this to me like this. You are too much."
"I'm glad you like it, baby," he told her frankly. "I'm enjoying it too, honey, don't think I'm not."
Every second he was enjoying it more. With rock hard stabs he was going into her.
"Do it, honey, that's it."
The pleasure was increasing with every cock stab.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "this is wild. Oh, ah, yes, sweetheart, that's what I dig. Ohh, yes!"
The pleasure was building to a passionate pitch. Alice was angry as she watched.
"Oh, gee," Jake told her, "you're tremendous. You know how to wiggle your butt when I stab it. Oh, honey, I love ass fucking you."
Jake was happy that he was able to have someone do all of this with him. He knew that he needed uninhibited women who would stop at nothing to give him a great time.
"Oh, honey," Jake panted, "you're giving me a super fuck."
Then Alice gripped his ass cheeks and let her hot tongue lick his behind, while he fucked the other woman's pussy. Jake loved this. He was really excited, now. She was fingering the back of his balls while he fucked Debbie wildly.
"Keep licking my ass," he told Alice in a husky voice. "Oh, wow."
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's what I like!"
The pleasure was building every second.
"Screw it," he gasped excitedly. "Grab it!"
She grabbed it alright and Jake's penis exploded.
"I'm cumming," he told Debbie, "I'm shooting. Oh, baby, I'm blowing my mind. This is the most fantastic trip I've ever had. I'm climbing the walls."
The enormous delight and pleasure was really more than she could stand.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful."
The hot delight and pleasure that she was deriving from this was really reaching her.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "you are too much. Oh, ah, yes, lover, yes. This is something else."
The enormous delight and pleasure she was deriving from this wild sexual behavior was climaxing now.
"Fuck it," Jake told her, "fuck. Keep your tail twisting, baby. There's more juice where that came from."
They were all so preoccupied with the orgy, they didn't hear the intrusive sounds of five narcotic agents who'd slipped as quietly as possible into the apartment.
"Okay, Jake," one man's voice boomed, "It's all over-we know you're our man-sorry we had to interrupt the orgy!"
Alice was so ashamed of herself she began sobbing and Debbie ran for cover.
However, they were all booked and taken down to headquarters. The fact Debbie was a teacher didn't spare her. She found that out after her bail had been posted, and she picked up a morning newspaper. The story of the narcotics raid was a front page headliner, and her name wasmentioned, along with the rest who'd been caught in the raid.
She phoned the school, and the principal's secretary told her she'd better hurry or she'd miss another day. For a moment, hope flared within her. Perhaps the principal hadn't seen the newspaper account of the raid. Maybe she could get by with it. Such warped and wishful thinking was brought to an abrupt end when she signed in an hour later.
With a smug smile on her face, the principal's secretary told her in a whisper, "he wants to see you, honey."
"Thanks," she said softly, and turned to go down the hall to the principal's private office.
It was like walking to the gas chamber as she knew it would all be over in a matter of minutes. It tortured her to open the door, and face him. But it had to be done.
"Good morning, Miss Hanson," he began in a cold, somber voice. "Don't bother to sit down because you won't be here that long!"
Her face flushing, her heart pounding rapidly, Debbie wanted to turn around and run.
"All I want is your name on this resignation form," he glowered at her. "Then you can go-"
Moving slowly to his desk, she signed the form.
"Thank you, Miss Hanson," he said, "That's all!"
Without looking up, Debbie turned and walked out of the tense room. And as she started to walk out of the office, the principal's secretary called after her, "Oh, Miss Hanson-you forgot to give me the keys-you won't be needing them anymore."
