Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The following Monday after her last class, Carol was catching up on paperwork duties in her classroom during her 2-3pm free period. She could see darkening clouds out her windows on what was an usually blustery day that normally signaled a storm off in the Gulf. Suddenly alerted to light tap at her classroom door she looked up to see the top of Dewey Peters at the window of her classroom. The teacher came over to the door to unlock and to see what the matter was. "What happened Dewey?" she asked protectively. "The guys and I were playing and I got pushed down by a 9th grader at the jungle gym." "It's my hip...right here, Ms Lawson it stings." There were still big tears in his young eyes. He looked so small and vulnerable. Her natural feminine instinct was to tend to and nurture him. "All right, Dewey... just let me have a peek at it, eh?" she softly suggested, directing him toward the storage alcove by the side of her desk where a small bench rested. "There now, don't cry anymore," she cooed, holding him tightly against her with his youthful head resting against her shoulder as her fingers tugged at his jeans, a warm sensation of possessive excitement rippling through her. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced before, but she never doubted that it was purely natural motherly reaction. On the edge of the bench she continued to hold him snuggled against her rising and falling breasts. His smooth young flesh felt warm and soft. She couldn't resist the desire to slide her small hand over his youthful back and downward to cup and rub the firm jean-covered mounds of his boyish buttocks. She couldn't explain it, but her mind was abruptly swirling in a heady torrent of undefinable excitement, while sensations of obvious sensual arousal raced through her tingling belly. She found herself hungrily kissing his youthful cheek and then his mouth, as her hands continued to smooth eagerly over his flesh. Unnnnhhhh... M-Ms. La... we...!" the boy garbled in surprise against her openly breathing mouth. "WhWhat're you....?" he tried, never getting the words out with the thrusting of her tongue probing against his own. At first, she'd surprised him so that he didn't know whether to be scared or not, but then after a minute it felt good and her hot, wet tongue continued to press in. "Oh... oh Dewey!" Carol gasped, suddenly withdrawing her tongue and raising her head to gape in blinding excitement down at him. "L-Let's take your clothes off so I can see where you hurt yourself," she half-hissed, not waiting for his answer but immediately starting to roll the jeans down over his hips. She saw the slight discolored abrasion on his left buttock. "Oh, it's...it's not bad at all, darling. W-Would you like me to put some medicine on it... or maybe just kiss it for you...?" "I don't care," he replied, looking back over his shoulder at her with wide dark eyes. "Whatever you say, Ms. Lawson." Carol felt her lips quiver with excitement. Smoothing her hands up over both his naked, slender boy-hips to his ribs and back down to his thighs again, she fought the tremendous urge to reach around and take his young dick in her hand. Oh, how she wanted to see it... to feel it! Whatever in God's name had come over her, she had no idea, nor did she suddenly care! Only to see and feel his hard young cock...! Without realizing what she was doing, the curvaceous brunette teacher stood the boy away from her, then bent to place a kiss upon the slightly raised little bruise disfiguring his white young buttock. "There, does that make it all better, Dewey darling?" "Y-Yes... I guess so," he stammered, not knowing what to think or say as she abruptly drew him backward into her arms once more, and her soft smooth hands began to stroke warmly over his chest and belly in small circles, seemingly to move ever downward toward his dick! Carol could barely breathe, she was so emotionally strung up and tense. Every bone in her illogically stimulated body warned her against the move she was about to make. Still, she knew that even if she wanted to, she couldn't stop herself... as she held him between her full lush spread thighs, his naked back and buttocks pressed warmly to her electrified flesh, her hand trembling as it found the thrusting rod of his hardened dick! Eagerly, she looked down to see the red-tipped young cock resting in the soft palm of her warm hand, the outline of its mushroom shaped head visible through the covering sheath of its foreskin. Her mouth went dry at the unbelievable, lust-provoking excitement the sight and feel of it sent racing through her! Experimentally she took it between thumb and forefinger to gently draw the outer layer of skin back, revealing its moistened purple glans. Again Dewey lurched back against her and she kissed him quickly on the back. "D-Don't be frightened, darling," she half hissed into his ear. "I just want to be sure that you didn't hurt this little fellow. Y-You didn't, did you?" "I-I don't think so," the wildly excited thirteen year old gasped, watching her hand move back and forth with his thing right between her thumb and finger. She kept sliding the skin over, then back off its head, and the more she did it the crazier it felt! Ms. Lawson was jacking him off! Ohh... shit! "M-Maybe I better put some medicine on it, too... or... or just kiss it and make it better...?" Carol whispered tremulously as she continued to massage the still hardened dick. The thought of what she was intending to do just about drove her wild with a mounting passion. "W-What do you think. Dewey?" "Come up here on the bench and lie down, darling," Dewey heard her whisper hotly in his ear, actually pulling him before he ever had a chance to refuse. And then he was on his back with his head on a box of books and she had turned half around so that her pretty face was just above his cock! Even as she desperately struggled to overpower the lusty desire that had suddenly leaped into being inside her, she had only to gaze down at his tender young genitals, to know the battle was futile, at least this time! She had to kiss it, to touch it with her tongue, to taste and suck it! Lord, it was bigger than she would have imagined, and his smooth hairless testicles reminded her of satiny young plums. It was his pubescence, the lust-intoxicated brunette teacher realized. Of course... he was thirteen... capable of cumming. That sudden realization added new heat to her intensively aroused desire. Once more, she took hold of it with trembling fingers and began to stroke it, feeling it pulsing as she extracted the moistened, swollen head from its protective foreskin. "Wh-What're you going to do...?" Carol heard Dewey's choking question as she went on stroking his stiffened young cock, aware now of the wetness that had seeped down from between her vibrantly tingling pussy lips to dampen the narrow panty crotch band under her skirt. She writhed against the bench, clutching her full thighs tensely together, the muscular action only causing further sensations of horny delight to ripple through her pelvis and belly. "I-I'm going to make it all better, darling, she managed to hiss, her tongue slipping out to moisten her feverishly dry lips. D-Don't be afraid... I'm not going to hurt you, Dewey... don't be afraid...!" He watched her bring her opening mouth down to it, then enclose the wetly shining head in a lip-locking pressure that made him want to scream with ecstasy! Dewey couldn't hold back the frenzied whines of bewildered emotion, and involuntarily he thrust his young loins upward, shoving his stiffened penis into the wet cavern of her painted red lips. He felt her now moist tongue, brush and lave it all over along its underside to the ridge of its pulsating nob which was shiny wet and sticking out from the pulled-back skin. The delicious spiciness of his tender virginal genitals was actually driving her to the point of orgasm with the mere thought of her perverse seduction alone! Oh, he was so helpless... so completely subject to her slightest whim! If only he would cum so that she could taste his boy-sperm when it shot into her mouth! She would swallow it right down into her belly! She would... yes... yes... yes! Lord she had grown to love cum from any source. Saliva dribbled excitedly down her tongue as the beautiful young teacher licked the smooth flesh of Dewey's nuts with warm, sweeping strokes. Then she crawled up onto the bench, spreading his legs and wedging between them. Simultaneously she raised them, pressing them back to expose his tight, brownish little anus, and trailed her damp tongue along the raised pink ridge between his small, widespread buttocks. She let her tongue tauntingly circle the puckered little hole, painting his inner buttocks with the warm moisture of her saliva. Finally, as a tremendous charge of lustful excitement spiraled through her loins, she stiffened her tongue-tip in an effort to penetrate the tightly locked mouth of his rectum! Oh shit, if only she were naked, with her tingling swollen breasts hanging free to sway and ripple as she worked over him! Her pussy was so hot and wet... if she could just get a finger inside her panties and between those hair-lined pussy-lips to caress her aching clitoris! She had to cum... had to! Reaching down between her spread thighs, she forced her middle finger inside the tight leg band of her white nylon panties.