Article 91917 of alt.sex.stories:
From: tidlund@ibm.net (Brian T.)
Subject: After School (bF)
Date: Thu, 09 Nov 1995 03:25:55 GMT

			      After School

	Every day, Bill looked forward to going to school. He was a
normal eighteen year old in his final year of High School. But he didn't
enjoy his classes - No that wasn't what he enjoyed. Instead, he looked
forward to seeing Miss Jones - Cheryl Jones, his French teacher. She
was every boy's wet dream come true; especially Bill's. About 5' 4"
tall, with long dark curly hair that went half way down her back, a
French looking face with beautiful dark brown eyes. But it was her
body that everyone drooled over. Bill was sure that he wasn't the only
one that enjoyed watching her tight ass wiggle down the hallway or
stretch at the black board. It was one of the best asses he had ever
seen. Even with all the younger girls in the school to look at, she
was the best. And her breasts - they weren't huge or anything but very
well proportioned. Sometimes, he could make out her nipples pushing
out the front of her shirts pointing skyward and begging for his
mouth.

	Yes, every day, Bill would skim through his other classes
until it was time for French class. His seat was a couple rows back
and off to the side where he could enjoy the view. Sometimes, he
wasn't even sure what she was saying. His eyes were drinking in her
body thinking up things to do with her like any eighteen year old would.
And then after school was over, he would go home and jack off at least
a couple times every night as his imagination had Miss Jones sucking his
cock and fucking him in every possible way. If she knew all the things
he thought up, she would have been impressed with his imagination.

	This Friday in May started out like all the others. The first
thing Bill did when he arrived at school was to try and track down
Miss Jones to see what she was wearing today. Would it be one of her
summer dresses, maybe a pair of jeans and tight shirt, or maybe even a
pair of shorts now that the weather was a little nicer? He stood in
the hallway talking with his friends but keeping an eye out for her.
Finally, she came out of the staff room and headed down the hall
towards his group. Today, it was a pair of pants and a white top. He
always enjoyed it when she wore this shirt for two reasons. One, it
was so loose that whenever she bent over, a quick peak down the front
would almost always reward him with a glimpse of her bra. And two,
this was the shirt that was the easiest to see her nipples through
whenever they got even a little hard.

	As she passed, she smiled at him and said, "Good morning,
Bill, how are you today?"

	"Fine Miss Jones," he replied. He always liked the twinkle in
her eyes when she spoke with him.

	She answered, "Good" and continued to her classroom to prepare
for the day.

	Bill would have been surprised if he could have read what was
going through her mind that morning. She as well enjoyed seeing Bill.
More than she should have and she knew it. But that wasn't going to
stop her from admiring his young body whenever she saw him. As she
walked to her room, she could feel his eyes on her ass admiring its
wiggle and she enjoyed the feeling. Every morning, it would get her
juices flowing knowing that her handsome young student was watching
her instead of one of his young female classmates.

	Cheryl was 27 years old and had been teaching for a couple of
years. She enjoyed her work. It was always a challenge trying to teach
a foreign language to the students. Most of them just didn't care. But
there were always a few who tried and those were the ones who made it
worthwhile. Bill wasn't really one of those who tried extra hard, but
she knew he was smart enough to get it, if he only applied himself a
little more.

	"Damn," she thought to herself. "There I go thinking about
Bill again. I've got other students to worry about." And so she
started planning her day.

	Meanwhile, Bill flew through his classes waiting for French at
the end of the day. He did OK in his studies but knew that he could do
better. But the only thing on his mind this day, like all the rest,
was the sight of Miss Jones' smile that morning and her ass as it
wiggled away from him. In fact, he almost always had a partial hardon.
He was sure some girls had noticed as he had caught them looking at
his crotch as his cock pushed out the fabric of his jeans. Some would
quickly look away when he noticed them; but others would smile sexily
at him. But none of this mattered as long as Miss Jones was on his
mind.

	Finally, the day was coming to an end and French class
approached. Bill didn't know this either; but Cheryl looked forward to
seeing him almost as much as he looked forward to seeing her. And she
had also noticed the bulge in his jeans. How could she not? It was
always so prominent whenever she glanced in that direction which
seemed to be more and more often as the year went by. Again, she tried
shaking that thought out of her head as his classmates started
appearing and settling down.

	It was near the end of the class and as usual, Bill had no
idea what was going on. Today Miss Jones looked even better than
usual, which he found hard to believe. But it seemed as though her
eyes were smoldering. "Probably my imagination again," he thought to
himself. And her nipples seemed even more prominent today than ever
before. They were pushing themselves through her bra and producing a
noticeable bump on the end of her tits. Suddenly, he realized that
everyone, including Miss Jones was looking at him. She had asked him a
question. Frantically, he thought to himself, "What was she talking
about just now?" Nothing came to him so he sheepishly said, "Oui,"
hoping it would be the right answer.

	But it wasn't. In fact, everyone started chuckling and Miss
Jones shook her head. "Bill, you have no idea what I just asked, do
you?" He shook his head. "Why don't you stay around after class is
over so we can discuss this?" And she returned to her lecture.

	But Bill again wasn't listening. All he knew was that he was
going to be alone with Miss Jones. Sure it was sort of detention, but
that didn't matter to him. His imagination started going wild thinking
up a thousand possible scenarios - none of which he knew would ever
come true.

	The final bell rang jolting Bill out of his daydreaming.
Everyone filed out leaving him and Cheryl alone. He waited as she
cleaned up her desk.

	But she wasn't just cleaning her desk. She also knew that this
was the first time they had been alone together and she realized that
she was getting excited just considering it. Cleaning her desk
provided the excuse to try and get her body under control before
speaking to him. Finally she felt ready. Sitting on the edge of her
desk she faced him and started, "Bill." His brown eyes were looking
straight into hers. She continued without stopping, "You haven't been
paying attention in class or doing well with your work." "So far, so
good," she thought to herself. "I think you're going to need some
tutoring to pass this class. Would you like me to help you out?" "Now
where did that come from?" she thought. But she continued on, "You can
come over tonight for starters and I can help you with this latest
assignment." A diabolical plan was forming in her mind. Now she knew
where those thoughts were coming from. She was horny. There was no
denying it. Not any more. It had been a long time - over a couple
years since she had had a lover. And she knew she wanted Bill. She was
pretty sure the feeling was mutual.

	And she was right. As soon as she started talking, Bill
started losing himself in her eyes. But when she offered to help him
out, at her place even, he popped back into reality. Looking at Miss
Jones closely, he could see that smoldering in her eyes grow into a
fire and a glance at her chest showed her nipples almost bursting
through her shirt. Questions flew through his mind in the instance
that she asked her question. "Was she asking him what he thought or
was he just making it up in her mind?" But there was no denying her
nipples. They were as plain as day, even if he was imagining the
smoldering in her eyes. She was waiting for his reply. He nodded his
head and spoke, "That sounds great Miss Jones."

	Cheryl knew her nipples were hard. She could feel them against
her bra and she knew that Bill could see them. What he couldn't see
was her pussy almost flowing with her juices. Standing up, she
returned to her seat behind her desk. Pretending to check her
calendar, as if she had anything planned, she asked, "OK, how about
7:30 tonight?" Bill nodded. He was still in a daze. "Good, I'll write
my address down so you can find my place." With shaking hands that she
hoped Bill didn't notice, she wrote down her address and telephone
number on a piece of paper. Standing, she held it out to him, "OK, you
can go now." As he stood, she again took in the sight of his young
body. Her eyes fastened themselves to his crotch. He was interested
after all. His cock was plainly visible. Inwardly, she smiled in
anticipation of the night to come.

	As Bill stood, he could feel that his cock was as hard as
steel but what could he do. She was telling him he could go. Was he
just supposed to sit there until his cock calmed down? That would take
a long time under the present circumstances. So he just got up and as
nonchalantly as he could strolled to Miss Jones' desk. As he looked at
her, he was sure that her eyes were on his crotch just like all the
girls' eyes always were. But this time, it had an effect on him. Not
like those girls. This was Miss Jones, his dream girl, who was ogling
his cock. Her eyes left his crotch and met his. "Was that a smile on
her face?" Bill asked himself. He reached out for the note and touched
Miss Jones' hand as he did so. It was smooth and warm to his touch and
he was sure that he felt an electric shock as he did so.

	As Cheryl handed the note over, she spoke with a smile, "OK,
I'll see you later then. Can you find my place?"

	Looking at the note, Bill replied, "Yep, I know where this
is." As he left the room he turned back to say "See ya," and then left
the room to go to his locker. He was in a daze. "Was this true? I must
have mistaken Miss Jones' looks and smiles for friendship or just a
teacher trying to help me out. But those nipples. It was pretty hard
to argue them away. They were large and hard. Maybe it was just cold
in there. Yes that must have been it. But what if it wasn't?" All this
went through Bill's mind as he put away his books and started walking
home.

	Cheryl was having thoughts of her own. To her, there was no
mistaking Bill's hard cock in his pants. She had noticed it before,
but after her question, it was longer and harder than ever before. She
knew that all she had to do was say the word and she could have his
cock inside her quenching that need that was building inside her. But
the consequences were absolutely horrible. If anyone found out, she
could lose her job. These were the thoughts going through her mind as
she put her papers away and headed to her home.

	Cheryl was still pondering the situation when she arrived
home. "Maybe a bath will help me," she decided. And so she went to her
bathroom and started running the water. Standing in front of her
mirror, she watched herself as she undressed. Off came her socks and
shoes. Then she slipped off her pants and folded them to place to the
side. Pulling her shirt off over her head caused some friction on her
hard nipples as the fabric rubbed against her bra. She almost moaned
in pleasure. Putting the shirt aside, she glanced at her body. "I'm in
pretty good shape," she thought to herself. Putting her hands to her
tits, she felt their weight. "Pretty nice tits." And off came her bra.
"Boy, are my nipples ever hard. No wonder Bill had that hardon."
Thinking of Bill's hardon did it for her. At that moment, Cheryl knew
that she would have to damn the consequences and go ahead with the
seduction. Touching her nipples did bring out a moan. They were hard
and ready for some sucking. Cheryl knew that she didn't want to
masturbate when there was a cock handy, so quickly she slipped off her
panties and slid into the tub. The warm water on her hot body felt
excellent after a hard week. And so she relaxed and let the worries
flow out of her body. Every now and then, her hands went down between
her legs to rub her pussy. Just to keep the fires burning until Bill
showed up.

	Bill was home now trying not to panic. His parents trusted him
so all he had to tell them was that he was going out for the night and
would call if he was going to be late getting home. Through supper,
his mind was definitely elsewhere. Buried between Miss Jones' tits was
one place. After finishing, he had a quick shower. Like Cheryl had
done earlier, he watched himself get undressed. He had a good body. No
fat, nice muscles - maybe a little skinny. And his cock was hard, as
usual, but this time he wasn't going to jack off like he usually did.
Instead he'd just let it go in case Miss Jones had a use for it later.
He still couldn't believe that anything was going to happen, but there
was always hope. After showering and dressing, he headed for Miss
Jones' address.

	After Cheryl finished her bath, she dried and walked naked to
her room to try and decide what to wear. What does one wear to seduce
a 18 year old? "Nothing," she replied to her thought with a smile.
"No, I'll have to wear something. At least for a while." First a fresh
lacy pair of panties and bra. "No, no bra," she thought and took it
off. In her closet, she pulled out a tight white T-shirt and pulled it
on. Looking in the mirror, her tits proudly jutted out from her chest
and her nipples jutted out even farther. Bill would enjoy this show.
Then a pair of jean shorts - again tight enough to show her ass to its
best advantage as well as her well tanned lithe legs. As she finished,
she looked in the mirror. "Not too bad, for an old woman," she spoke
to the mirror with a smile. After a quick bite to eat, she laid out
her books on the table. "Let's make it look like we're going to
study," she thought. And she sat back to wait for Bill to show up.

	At 7:40, Bill finally found Miss Jones' house and rang the
door bell. A second later, Miss Jones was sticking her head around the
door and asking him to come in. As he entered, he started apologizing
for being late. But as he came in, he looked at Miss Jones and stopped
short. He couldn't believe his eyes. She was gorgeous. Her nipples
were plainly visible through her shirt as he realized with a start
that she had no bra on. His eyes travelled down her body. She was
wearing denim shorts. He loved denim shorts. And with her wearing
them, they were even better. And those legs. Brown and beautiful.
Again, he realized she was talking and he hadn't heard what she was
saying.

	But this time, it didn't matter what she was saying. It was
just small talk to fill the time as his eyes took in her body. She
knew that he was checking her out and it was all she could do to
pretend she didn't notice. So Cheryl closed the door and headed to the
dining room table where she had laid out the books. "Shall we get
started?" she asked as she sat down.

	Bill was in a trance. As she walked over to the table, his
eyes had been glued to her ass. With those shorts on, some of her ass
cheek was actually showing. His cock grew even more in appreciation of
the view.

	Cheryl looked at Bill as he stood there dumbfounded. Smiling
to herself, she realized that her ass was almost coming out of her
shorts. "That must have been a good view," she thought. Her eyes
travelled over his body now as he shook his head to clear it and came
to sit down. "God, he must be uncomfortable," she thought when she
noticed the outline of his cock in his pants. It was even longer than
before. She knew she wanted that inside her - SOON. But first, she
would have to continue the charade a little longer.

	"Would you like a drink of something?" Cheryl asked. "Ice tea,
water, lemonade."

	"Ice tea. Thank you Miss Jones."

	"OK, wait here while I get it. And call me Cheryl. That will
make this less formal."

	Bill watched her ass again as she headed to the kitchen for
his drink. Feeling his cock grow ever larger, it was getting
uncomfortable and so he tried shifting it around as Miss Jones -
Cheryl's ass wiggled its way into the kitchen. Soon she returned with
a couple drinks and put them down on the table.

	"OK Bill, let's get started." And Cheryl started going over
the lesson. To get closer to Bill, she shifted her chair over next to
his and leaned across his body to point at something. As she did this,
she was sure to 'accidently' rub her right tit against his arm.

	To Bill, Cheryl seemed a bit distracted but was going through
the lesson as he should have expected. What was he thinking earlier?
What made him think that this was going to be more than this? And then
she moved her chair to be next to him. "Maybe there is something after
all," he thought and hoped. And then he felt her soft tit rubbing his
arm. Could it be an accident? No, she was actually pushing it into his
arm as she reached across him even farther to point at something.

	Cheryl wasn't sure how she was going to get things started
until she thought of a plan with his drink. As she leaned across
against Bill, she put her plan in motion. Pulling back, she
'accidently' pulled his drink into his lap.

	"Whoa, that's cold," Bill yelled and jumped up from his chair.

	"I'm sorry," Cheryl quickly apologized. "I'm so clumsy. Let me
grab a towel." This was her plan. Dabbing his crotch dry would give
her the perfect excuse to feel his dick. Quickly she jumped up to get
the towel.

	Bill was trying desparately to rub away the liquid and get his
cock down before Cheryl noticed. But then she was back and rubbing the
towel over his jeans. How could she not notice his cock? And then it
hit him. She had noticed and, in fact, was rubbing it only.

	Cheryl was down on her knees looking up at his face and
continuing to rub his cock. "Bill, I think I feel something here. And
I think I can help you with it. Why don't I help you out of these
pants?"

	He couldn't believe his ears. This time there was no mistaking
it. Miss Jones had offered to 'help' him out. What else could that
mean? All he could do was stand there as Miss Jones started undoing
his pants and talking.

	"Bill, have you ever done this before?"

	All he could do was tell the truth and shake his head. "No."

	"That's OK. I'll try and make this memorable for you. Do you
have any idea how long I've wanted to do this with you?" Again he
could only shake his head. "A long time Bill, a long time. It's taken
me this long to convince myself that I was thinking this way. But now
I'm sure." By now, his pants were pulled down and as he stepped out of
them, Cheryl pulled his shorts down as well. Grabbing his hard cock,
she continued, "Now I'm sure that I want you to fuck me with this."
She paused to let this sink in. "I want you to stick this long hard
dick into every hole in my body and fuck me until I can't move. I want
to suck your cum out with my mouth and then I want you to fuck my cunt
and fill me up with your sperm. Then I want you to fuck my ass and
fill that hole too. Then we're going to start over and do it again.
How does that sound to you?"

	Bill couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was this his sexy
French teacher on her knees holding his cock in her hand, or was this
another one of his wet dreams? No, this was better than any wet dream.
She was actually down there telling him that she wanted to have him
fuck her. His cock twitched at the thought. He knew there would be no
trouble getting hard over and over again with Cheryl.

	And then Cheryl started sucking. She also figured that with
Bill being so young that he would be hard for hours. In fact she had
seen him stay hard at school. Every time she looked at him, he was
hard. Wrapping her hand around his cock, she sucked one and then his
other ball into her mouth and ran her tongue around them. Bill groaned
and placed his hands in her hair. Then she started licking his cock.
He was as hard as steel. As she licked, she thought to herself, "This
kid has got a beautiful cock." And then Cheryl wrapped her lips around
his cock head and moved her mouth farther down his cock. She could
feel his veins against her tongue and could feel his cock throbbing.
As she pulled her lips back, she took a quick peak up to his face. His
eyes were watching her closely. Around his cock, she smiled and he
returned it. And she returned to her work.

	Between her own legs, she could feel her juices getting her
panties wet. Removing one hand from around Bill's cock, she rubbed her
pussy through her jeans. Heat was emanating from her cunt. She was
going to need this cock in there very soon. But first, she was going
to drink his cum. He couldn't hold out much longer. Cheryl put her
mouth into the job and took his entire cock in until her nose was
buried in his pubic hair. A couple sucks with her throat and mouth and
Bill started cumming.

	Bill knew that his first orgasm was just the beginning but it
was still going to be a good one. Who was he kidding? It was going to
be huge. Cheryl's mouth was working wonders. He had no idea how she
was doing those things with her tongue, but he knew he didn't want her
to stop. Looking down, he could see her lips wrapped around his dick
and could feel her throat against the end of his cock. That was it. He
grabbed the back of her head and held it against his groin. The first
spurt came from deep in his body and he screamed out in pleasure. He
was filling Miss Jones' mouth with his cum. A dream come true. Cheryl
had started pulling away thinking he was done when a second and third
and fourth stream of cum came flying out his cock. She tried catching
it with her mouth but some dripped onto her shirt and jeans.

	The intensity of Bill's orgasm caught Cheryl by surprise.
After the first large long spurt of cum came into her throat, she
thought that was it for round one. But then she realized that he
wasn't done. As more cum flew out of his cockhead, she quickly
swallowed the first load and tried to catch the rest. It was amazing -
the amount of cum that came out of him. She couldn't catch it all. She
did get a mouthful but now she was covered in it as well. But that was
fine with her.

	Standing, Cheryl spoke, "Why don't you help me out of these
dirty clothes? You seem to have made a mess of them. And let's get you
out of yours too." Still holding Bill's cock in her hand, she noticed
that it was still almost as hard as before. "God, after all that cum,
you're still hard. I love it. And you tasted great by the way."

	Bill still couldn't believe it. Cheryl was now asking him to
undress her, and was complimenting him on his cock. "Thank you, that
was great."

	"I'm glad you enjoyed it. But now, it's your turn to please
me."

	"Can I eat you?" Bill asked excitedly.

	"You bet. That's exactly what I had in mind. But first, let's
get out of our clothes." Cheryl then reached out to help Bill out of
his shirt. Young hard muscles came out. "Ooooo... I like this," she
cooed and ran her hands over his stomach. After removing his socks, he
was naked.

	In Bill's mind, he had dreamed of what Miss Jones' body would
look and feel like without any clothes. And now he was going to find
out. Cheryl let him take his time. She knew that this was probably
something that he had wanted to do for a long time.

	"Have you dreamed of this Bill?"

	"Oh yes, Miss... Cheryl. You have no idea how many nights and
days I've spent wondering what you would look like without any clothes
on."

	"Well Bill, I think you're going to find out."

	Slowly Bill reached out to touch her tits. Even though he had
just cum in her mouth, he still hadn't touched her sexually. Softly he
started rubbing them through her shirt. Her nipples got harder and
harder. With one hand, he pinched a nipple bringing a moan from
Cheryl.

	"Did you like that?" He asked.

	"Oh, yes Bill. You have no idea how sensitive my nipples are.
Sometimes at school, it's all I can do to not pinch them."

	"Yes, I've had that same problem for quite a while now," Bill
replied with a smile.

	Cheryl smiled as well, "Well, here's your chance." And again
she moaned as he pinched a nipple with each hand.

	"Let's take this off," he suggested and Cheryl helped him pull
her shirt off over her head. After tossing aside the shirt, he stared
in amazement at Cheryl's tits. They were even more beautiful free of
any bra or shirt. A good handful, slightly upturned with nipples
pointing up and out.

	"Do you like them?" Cheryl asked as she wrapped her hands
around them and rubbed her nipples.

	"Oh yeah," Bill replied and lowered a mouth to suck in a
nipple. Cheryl's threw her head back and moaned in delight. Holding
Bill's head over her tit, she could feel him sucking and nibbling her
nipple. Her other tit was being rubbed by his hand and between the two
feelings, Cheryl was close to coming. But she had other things in mind
for her first orgasm.

	Bill was enjoying sucking Cheryl's tits but he also had
another target in mind. Earlier when he had asked about eating
Cheryl's cunt and she had said yes, it was almost better than the blow
job. Eating a girl's pussy, especially Miss Jones' was one thing that
Bill was really looking forward to. And he was sure that he could
bring her to an orgasm. He could tell that her breathing was getting
heavier already.

	Cheryl wanted that boy's tongue between her legs, so
reluctantly she pushed his face away from her tits. Taking his face in
her hands, she reached out with her lips and kissed him. After pulling
back, she said simply, "Eat me Bill. I want to cum on your face."

	That was more than Bill could hope for. Quickly, he helped
Cheryl pull her shorts off and down her legs. As they were removed, he
knelt down and rubbed them. He could feel the hard leg muscles beneath
the surface. "Do you work out?" he asked.

	"Yes I do. Every day."

	"I can tell. Your legs are beautiful."

	This affected Cheryl more than anything else to this point.
Even more than the nipple sucking. She had been working out for quite
a while trying to get and keep her body in shape. For Bill to notice
and compliment her was more than she could have hoped for. "Thank you
Bill." With a smile she continued, "Thanks for noticing."

	Bill smiled. She liked that compliment. Something to file away
- Cheryl likes being complimented. He was still on his knees at her
feet. Rubbing his hands upward, he reached her panty covered pussy
which his eyes had been drinking in for the last few seconds. He could
make out where her pussy juice had soaked through the panties leaving
a wet spot. With one hand he rubbed her mound. Looking up at Cheryl,
he saw her smile and nod her head, "Yes, Bill that's it. Rub it and
then I'll teach you how to eat a woman."

	Again Bill's excitement grew at the prospect of actually
tasting her pussy. He withdrew his hand and brought his fingers to his
nose. Cheryl's aroma was intoxicating. He could smell her juices on
his fingers.

	Cheryl was getting impatient now. Jumping up on the table, she
spread her legs for Bill to have access to her cunt. "Take these
panties off, Bill, and eat me now."

	He was also ready. Smelling her aroma had caused his cock to
pound in anticipation. Quickly he took her panties and slipped them
down over her legs revealing a pussy surrounded by dark pubic hair.
Spreading her legs even more, he moved his face in to take a close
look at his first pussy.

	Bill couldn't believe how beautiful it looked. He could see
her slit and how wet Cheryl already was. Her cunt juice was moistening
the area and he moved his tongue in to taste her. Slowly he licked up
from her ass hole up to her clitoris. As he reached the top, he heard
Cheryl groan. "Yes," he thought, "that must have been her clitoris."
He had done a lot of reading and looking at porno magazines and knew
that women were very sensitive there. But he wanted to drag this out
for a while so sent his tongue elsewhere. He kissed her smooth inner
thighs and worked his way back to her cunt and nibbled her cunt lips.
Then he took a finger and tried to find her vagina. And there it was.
Pushing his finger in, he could feel the wetness inside her. He
continued nibbling and licking and moving his finger in and out until
Cheryl was almost moaning steadily.

	Cheryl couldn't believe what this young guy was doing to her.
She was already as horny as she had ever been before when he had
begun, but he was now bringing her to heights that she didn't think
she had ever felt before. The first lick almost did it, but
instinctively she realized that he was now ignoring her clit. A few
nibbles there would have done it for her instantly. "God, I hope he
knows to come back there," she thought. She was almost ready to beg
for him to suck her clit when she felt a finger penetrate her vagina
and start pushing in and out. Now she was pretty sure that he knew
what he was doing, even if he was a virgin. She could feel his finger
going in and out and his tongue and mouth lapping around her cunt.

	Suddenly, he was back to her clitoris and sucking it like a
mad man. Inside Cheryl thought to herself, "Thank God, he does know
about my clit and what it means." She could feel another finger join
the first in her vagina and the immense pleasure that his tongue was
giving her clit. Roughly, she grabbed her nipples and pinched them.
That always did it and this time was no different, except it seemed
even more intense than ever before. As she pinched, the feeling of her
orgasm grew and grew. Waves of pleasure emanated from her clit and
moved to her nipples and back again. Out her mouth she screamed, "I'm
cummmmiiiiinnnngggg!!!!" Her body tensed and pushed upwards pushing
Bill's mouth deep into her pussy. He continued licking as her body
shook and her juices flowed.

	Bill wanted to have her cum hard and was pretty sure that he
could do it. When the time seemed right, he moved back to her clitoris
and started sucking. That brought the effect that he was looking for.
He pushed another finger into her wet vagina and sucked and finger-
fucked her. Glancing up her body, he could see her pinching her
nipples and tensing her body pushing her crotch upwards. This pushed
his face even deeper into her cunt. She was screaming now and her body
was shaking. "I made her cum," Bill thought to himself. "I made Cheryl
cum." Again his cock throbbed. He was ready for his first fuck. But
first he knew that he should continue pleasuring Cheryl until she was
finished. And so, he kept sinking his fingers into her vagina and
licking her clit until he felt her hands on the back of his head and
heard her say, "Whoa, Bill. That's good for now."

	Cheryl had had one of the most intense orgasms of her life -
from a virgin. As she came down from the high, she was shaking her
head in amazement. "He was good. I can't believe this." She could
still feel Bill between her legs and told him to stop.

	"That was amazing Bill. Where did you learn to do that?"

	Bill was smiling from ear to ear, his face covered in Cheryl's
cunt juice. She was complimenting him. "I don't know. Lots of reading
I guess," he replied.

	"Well, you certainly know what you're doing. Everything was
perfect. Let's go into the bedroom to continue." As Bill helped Cheryl
get off the table, she again looked at his body. His cock was hard and
throbbing. On his face was a stupid little grin. "What are you
grinning about Bill?"

	What was he grinning about? He couldn't believe she actually
had to ask him. He still couldn't believe what was happening. Let
alone, he had actually gotten a blow job from her and then eaten her
to an orgasm. But now she was telling him how good he was and actually
inviting him into her bedroom. And she was staring at his cock again.
It was pushing skyward, waiting for something to fuck. What guy
wouldn't be grinning under these circumstances? "Are you kidding,
Cheryl? Don't you realize what this means to me?"

	After a moments thought, it came to her what this meant to
him. After all, it seemed as though he had been dreaming about her for
a long time and here she was, ready to take his virginity. "Yes, I see
what you mean Bill. Let's make this extra special for you, shall we?"
With that she grabbed his cock and pulled him toward her for a kiss.
She pushed her tongue into his mouth and battled his tongue while
slowly rubbing her hand up and down his cock, rubbing its precum over
his length.

	A couple minutes later, she pulled back. Looking at his cock,
she said, "Why don't we go do something about this?" Bill nodded and
grabbing his hand, Cheryl led him down the hallway into her bedroom.
As fast as she could, she pulled the sheets back and threw them to the
foot of the bed. Laying down, she reached up to Bill and said, "Come
here and fuck me Bill."

	And there she was in all her glory. Nipples still hard and
pointy. Breasts going up and down in time to her breathing. Beautiful
brown eyes burning with lust. Long hair framing her face. Hands
reaching toward him. And her pussy. Oh what a pussy. He could see her
juices matted in her pussy hair. In a second, Bill had taken this all
in and was climbing on the bed next to her, his cock pushing into her
leg as he laid next to her and kissed her deeply.

	"Are you ready Bill? Are you ready for me to ride your
beautiful cock?" Cheryl asked as they pulled apart. "I'm on the pill
so we don't have to worry about anything like that," she assured him.

	"Oh yes, Cheryl, fuck me. Fuck me with that beautiful cunt of
yours."

	And so Cheryl pushed Bill onto his back. His cock pulsed in
anticipation and pointed straight skyward. Again, she took it in her
hands and admired its beauty. It had been so long since she had had
one of these inside her. She positioned her body over his facing him.
Holding his cock in the air, slowly she lowered herself onto him. He
was just average sized, but still filled her up.

	Bill watched this all carefully. As Cheryl got into position,
he put his hands on her hips to steady her. His eyes watched as she
wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly lowered her body onto his.
With the first touch of her pussy, he could feel the heat and wetness
with his cock. And as each inch entered her, he could feel the muscles
in her cunt massaging him. And then their pubic hair was entwined and
he was completely inside her. It felt amazing. Cheryl was just sitting
there slowly rocking back and forth using her cunt muscles on his
cock.

	She was enjoying watching the look on Bill's face as she sat
on his cock. "How does that feel Bill? Do you like having your cock
deep inside me?" And she gave an extra squeeze with her muscles.

	Bill was speechless. All he could do was nod his head and look
up at Cheryl's face with lust in his eyes. She leaned forward putting
one of her tits near his mouth. Taking the hint, he sucked the nipple
into his mouth. As he sucked, she started rising and falling on his
cock. He could feel her cunt lips pulling in and out against his cock.
His hands were wrapped around Cheryl's back feeling her ass cheeks and
rubbing down to where his cock was pushing into her cunt.

	Cheryl could feel his teeth biting her nipples. First one and
then the other. She continued fucking his cock. The feeling of his
length inside her was satisfying a need that she had felt growing over
the last few months. Finally, she could let go. She was getting fucked
and Bill was doing a good job of it too. Now she wanted him to get on
top though. It was time for him to do some work. Leaning her mouth
next to his ear, she whispered, "Time for you to get on top Bill. I
want you to fuck me hard until you cum."

	Bill heard her and felt his cock twitch. Wrapping his hands
around her waist, he rolled them over keeping his cock buried inside
her. And then he was on top. "OK, Cheryl, are you ready for this? I've
fantasized hundred of times about being on top of you like this and
now I'm going to make all those fantasies come true."

	"Oh yes Bill. Fuck me. Cum inside me. Make me cum. Just fuck
me hard."

	But first he wanted to do something else and so he pulled his
cock out of her. With a shocked look, she started opening her mouth.
Bill put a finger on her lips to stop her. Reaching down to his cock,
he started rubbing it up and down her slit getting it even wetter.
When he rubbed it against Cheryl's clit, her body tensed. And then he
moved it back down to her vagina. One quick thrust and he pulled out
again and was rubbing her clit. Back and forth he went a few times
until Cheryl was almost jumping out of her skin each time he touched
her.

	This was something different for Cheryl. No one had ever done
this to her before. It felt weird and wonderful. One second his cock
was deep inside her and the next her clit was being directly massaged.
She could feel another orgasm growing.

	Bill could feel one growing too. So now he quit his
alternating and started fucking her. In and out he pistoned his cock
into her vagina. His

	body was flying, Cheryl was screaming in ecstasy, he was
screaming. It was too much. He tried slowing down to draw out the
feeling but Cheryl screamed to him, "No, faster. Keep going faster.
I'm going to cum again." And so he sped up his thrusting again and
felt Cheryl's body tense and her orgasm begin. He could feel the waves
of passion going through her cunt muscles and with a final plunge deep
inside, Bill came as well. And came and came. This time, it wasn't
just three or four spurts of cum, but 8 or 9. Bill just kept pumping
his cum into Cheryl's body. And then she was full and it started
flowing out of her pussy and running down between her ass cheeks and
onto the bed sheets. And Bill kept going, in and out. Both of them
could hear the sound of his cock slurping as it went in and out of
Cheryl's pussy.

	Cheryl's orgasm was as strong as her first, if not stronger,
which was hard for her to believe. But it was Bill's orgasm that
amazed her even more. As her orgasm hit, she felt Bill push deep into
her body and start cumming. She felt one, two spurts and then another
and another until she lost count. God, he was cumming in buckets. So
much so that she could feel his cum overflowing her cunt and running
down to her ass. And he was still hard and pumping. "Is this kid never
going to stop?" she asked herself. Not that she wanted him to. No, not
in a million years. In fact, she could feel another orgasm building
inside her. Wrapping her legs around his waist and her hands around
his back, she pulled him inside her deeper and deeper feeling the
orgasm approach.

	Bill was in another world. He had just had the best orgasm of
his life and had cum longer than he thought possible. But he had to
keep going. He knew he was going to cum again. And all he had to do
was look down at Cheryl's face below him and the hard nipples on her
tits to realize that she was going to cum again as well. Now Cheryl
was wrapping hands and legs around his body and he couldn't have
stopped even if he wanted to. But he didn't want to, this was too
great. Cheryl started screaming again as she came.

	Her mind was awash with the feeling of a second orgasm in less
than 2 or 3 minutes. As the waves of pleasure again crashed through
her body, she felt nothing but Bill's body against hers and inside
hers. That was all that mattered at that moment.

	Cheryl was cumming again. That made Bill feel proud, and
horny. He was also close and moved in to high gear, pounding his cock
into her juiced up and sloppy cunt. Their bodies pounded against one
another's as her orgasm crested and his began. This time there wasn't
the copious amount of cum that was produced the previous time, but
still Bill produced enough to again overflow Cheryl's cunt and run it
down to her ass.

	Cheryl could feel his cum flowing into her body again and down
between her legs. She was cumming down from her orgasm and laid there
enjoying the feeling of Bill's still hard but softening cock inside
her and his cum inside and on her.

	Bill was exhausted and withdrew his softening cock and laid
down next to Cheryl. She reached over to rub his glistening sweaty
chest. "Bill," she whispered, getting his attention. "That was by far
the best fuck of my life. And I'm not kidding. I've never had two
orgasms like that and I've never had someone cum twice that quickly or
that much before." To emphasize the last statement, Cheryl reached
down between her legs and picked up a fingerful of his cum that she
then brought to her mouth to swallow.

	He could see by the look in her eyes that she was telling the
truth and it made his cock twitch thinking about it. "Thank you
Cheryl. It was great. Can we do it again?"

	Cheryl's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Are you serious?"
Looking down at his cock, she could see it slowly twitching and
starting to move. "God, you're amazing. Your getting hard again
already. I knew you would last, but I had no idea it would be like
this."

	Bill just smiled and leaned over to kiss Cheryl's mouth. She
replied in kind and he felt her run her fingers down his body to wrap
them around his wet cock. "Cheryl, like I said, I've dreamed about
this for a long time and I'm not going to waste one minute of this
time with you." In reply, she squeezed his cock again and kissed him
again.

	"Let me clean you up," Bill suggested and started moving his
face down to her cunt.

	"Are you sure? There's a lot of your cum down there."

	"That's OK. I've tasted my own cum before and I think it'll
taste good mixed with yours."

	Cheryl was amazed once again. This kid would do anything. No
man she had ever been with would even consider eating her after
cumming inside her. And here was Bill volunteering to do so. She knew
she would have to do something for him in return. "Bill, swing around
and bring your cock up here," she suggested. He understood and laid
his semi-hard cock over her lips. She proceeded to suck it into her
mouth as she felt his tongue licking her pubic area.

	Bill was willing to do almost anything with Cheryl. Tasting
his own cum was something that didn't bother him one bit. He was sure
it would taste great mixed with Cheryl's cunt juice. He felt Cheryl's
mouth start sucking his cock and bent his head down between her legs.
She was right, his cum was all over her pussy and still slowly flowing
out of it. He stuck his tongue out to catch it as it came out and
licked up every drop he could find.

	Together they spent this time leisurely pleasuring each other.
Cheryl continued sucking Bill's cock. It was still only semi-hard and
she realized that he would need a longer time to recover this time. So
she took it out of her mouth and suggested, "Bill, why don't we just
cuddle for a bit? I'm kind of sore at the moment anyway."

	With concern in his voice, he quickly pulled his mouth from
her pussy and spoke, "I'm sorry, I wasn't hurting you was I?"

	"No Bill," Cheryl assured him. "You're not hurting me. It's
only that that last fuck was so good that I need some time to get
ready for more. And you're still not ready either," she added with a
squeeze of his cock.

	"Yes, you're right," he agreed and spun around to lay beside
her. He pulled her close and ran his hand through her hair. Again he
couldn't believe what has happening. Miss Jones - when was the last
time he had thought of her as that - was laying beside him, still
flushed from her last orgasm. Her nipples were still hard and he
couldn't resist rubbing them again. Cheryl's eyes were closed and she
moaned softly as he ran his fingers around them.

	Cheryl opened her eyes and looked at Bill's face as he
concentrated on massaging her breasts. There were still a few drops of
sweat on his face from the furious fucking he had given her earlier.
His hair was disheveled and sweaty as well. Around his mouth, she
could see the remains of their juices that he had licked from her
pussy. Moving forward, she started licking them off his face. "This
tastes pretty good," she thought to herself. To Bill she said,
"Mmmm... we taste pretty good."

	"Yep. Now you know why I was enjoying it so much."

	She pulled her face back from his and looked deep into his
eyes. Suddenly, she was serious and said, "Bill, what are we going to
do? I can't believe we did this. Not that it wasn't great," she
quickly added. "It's just that I'm your TEACHER. I'm not supposed to
do stuff like this." Bill had nothing to say and let her continue.
"But how could I resist? You're so handsome and sexy and I wanted you
so badly. Did you know that I've wanted you for months?"

	All he could do was shake his head. He had no idea that she
had also been thinking about him. After all, he was a lot younger than
she was and, he thought, way out of her league. But he had no idea
what was going to happen with them. School was never going to be the
same again. Suddenly he thought of his parents. "Oh my God, what time
is it?" he asked. "I've got to call home." Looking at the clock by
Cheryl's bed, he saw that it was after 9:30. "Can I use your phone?"
he asked her.

	Cheryl nodded towards the phone beside the bed and as he
rolled over to it, she got up to go to the bathroom. While there, she
continued thinking about the predicament that she had gotten herself
into. She knew that there was really no turning back now. She had
sampled his cock and realized that she couldn't live without it now.
And he was really good looking - there was no denying it. But she
didn't really know too much about him. Maybe it was time to learn what
he liked, what he didn't like, and all that. Finishing up, she washed
herself and looked in the mirror. The sight facing her was a woman
flushed from sex. Her hair was all over the place like Bill's was. She
pulled out a comb and started making herself presentable. As she did
so, she listened to Bill as he talked to his parents. Apparently he
had come up with the excuse that he was going to a late movie and so
it would be after midnight before he got home. Smiling to herself, she
realized that this left them 2 and a half hours. Time enough for lots
of fun. And she turned to return to the bed.

	As Bill dialed his number, he was trying to think of what to
say to his mom. "Yeh, Mom, I'm over here at Cheryl Jones', you know my
French teacher, and we've just had sex for the last 2 hours or so. Can
I stay for some more?" Yeh, right, that was what he was going to say.
The phone was ringing and then he came up with an excuse - a movie.
And so that's what he told her. As usual, she trusted and believed
him, saying to enjoy the show before hanging up. He as well hung up
and turned to see Cheryl returning from the bathroom. Him mom had told
him to enjoy the show and that's what he was doing now.

	Cheryl's body was beautiful. Her tits bounced slightly as she
strolled to the bed, her hips wiggled nicely and her hair was combed
and bouncing lightly. Playfully, Cheryl jumped onto the bed next to
him.

	"Is everything OK?" she asked.

	"I told her I was going to a movie and I wouldn't be home for
a few hours," he replied.

	"Great. Does that mean you're not done yet? Cause I know I'm
not done yet." Looking down Bill's body, she could see his penis
twitching. "But why don't you wash up a bit first?"

	"Maybe you're right," he agreed and headed to the bathroom
adjoining her room.