~Subject: After School Special
~From: an149026@anon.penet.fi

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                      After School Special

   Miss Daphne Mason was a large, intelligent woman. She stood
close to 6 feet tall and carried her big frame with the confidence
of a woman in control. She had long shiny black hair and green eyes
that always looked sharply and could sparkle with fun at times.
This fun loving woman had a serious side so you could never be sure
exactly what she was thinking.

   Her figure was ample, perhaps 42-38-42, and her strong frame
gave her a well-put-together look. She always dressed impeccably at
school, wearing clothes that flattered her while remaining
relatively conservative.

   Daphne and I got along well, sharing jokes in the faculty room
or just smiling and saying "hi" in the hallways. I had always been
attracted to her. I liked that self confidence that allows a woman
to smile unabashedly at men in a way that says that she never feels
herself to be less than they. Daphne was definitely a strong and
assertive woman, and easily the equal to any man.

   One day while getting a drink at the water fountain down the
hall when she walked by. The water fountain was located around a
bend in the hall from my classroom, and was next to the door to the
ladies room. She had just come out of the ladies room, and as she
walked by she gently swatted my seat. I was so surprised I almost
bumped my head on the wall behind the fountain.

   "Now, now!" I said as I quickly straightened up and looked after
her. She looked back with a big grin and then turned and walked
back to me.

   "You want some more, little boy?" she teased, grinning wider and
looking slightly down on me.

   "You'd better watch out." I shot back. "I might take you up on
that!"

   She took a breath, thrusting her large breasts out at me
slightly. "You might, eh?" she said, still grinning. "And what if
I said 'Let's'?"

   My heart began to pound as I heard myself say, "I'd like that.

   "Step this way, young man." she said, taking my hand, leading me
around the corner away from my classroom to another short hall and
a book storage closet. My heart was pounding louder now, and I was
already feeling a glow of warmth coming over me. My nerves tingled
with tension and anticipation. I had had dreams like this
occasionally for months, but never considered them a real
possibility.

   She closed the door behind us and turned on a small light bulb
in the fairly large closet where one wall was covered with a
bookcase from floor to ceiling. Then she turned to me and put her
arms around me, hugging me to those magnificent breasts of hers.

   "Are you sure about this?" I asked hesitantly, feeling the need
to give her an out when in reality it was I who wasn't sure I
wanted to stay.

   "Sure, I'm sure." She grinned, "I've wanted to try you out for
quite some time." She kissed me warmly on the lips and I felt the
heat in her kiss as she squeezed me tightly. The blood raced
through me as I hugged her in return.

   She let me go and stepped back to lift the front of her blouse,
revealing her magnificent globes in a fine lacy bra that only
enhanced their looks. Then she unsnapped the front clasp of the bra
and her breasts burst free, exposing their creamy white beauty to
my eyes.

   "Daphne, you are one beautiful and exciting woman." I said as I
lifted her globes to my face and began kissing and fondling them.
She leaned back slightly to raise them still more and sighed with
pleasure. I went to town, intent on pleasuring her to the best of
my best abilities.

   I tongued those alabaster beauties all over, sucking and nipping
with my lips at her hard nipples. Her large brown aureoles turned
pink as her nipples stiffened.

   Daphne enjoyed this attention for several minutes before pulling
her blouse over her head and shrugging out her bra. I wrapped my
arms around her and kissed her chest, enjoying the sensation of her
silky smooth skin. She pushed me gently away and kissed me again.
This time her hot lips opened and her even hotter tongue entered my
mouth, making my hair stand on end with excitement as it explored
and titillated my oral orifice.

   As she hugged me close, kissing me hotly, her hands roamed over
me, squeezing my buttocks and stroking my back. We broke from that
super-hot kiss to gasp for air, and her shining eyes locked with
mine. We didn't need to speak, for there was plenty of
communication between us without it.

   Her hands pulled out my shirt tails and slid below my belt to
squeeze my buttocks again, and she almost lifted me off my feet as
we kissed heatedly again.

   I pushed her back slightly and began undoing my tie and pulling
off my shirt in a frenzy. Her hands moved around to undo my belt
and unzip my pants. Before I could discard my shirt her hands were
inside the front of my jockey shorts caressing my member, which by
now was hard as a rock.

   She murmured and cooed as she fondled me, pulling my pants and
shorts to my knees with one hand. As the cool air hit my
superheated body she knelt down on one knee and kissed the head of
my sex tool, making it jump and jerk more erect than ever. She
looked on it appreciatively and I quivered with anticipation,
dropping my t-shirt on the floor.

   She looked up at me with a grin and leaned forward again to take
me into her hot mouth, watching my eyes bug out with the sensation.
Her tongue laved it in her mouth, wetting it well, and I placed my
hands on her shoulders to steady myself. She gave it two long
slurping sucks before taking her mouth away, making me moan and
then slump as she stopped her fine attentions.

   Then she stood and kissed me hotly again, pressing her naked
chest against mine. I reeled with pleasure at the sensation and my
hands instinctively lifted her skirt to stroke her thighs and
crotch.

   Then it was my turn to kneel down. She put one foot up on a
small stool that must have been left in the closet to reach the
upper shelves of the bookcase and I pushed her skirt back to expose
her panties to my view. Lo and behold, she was wearing "easy
access" panties. Even as I noticed, she quickly reached down and
undid the zipper. As she removed her hand the zipper split open and
her hair and labias burst through, the lips already engorged, pink
and shining.

   I gasped with excitement and she chuckled. "I was enjoying
myself in the ladies room before I met you in the hall." It was
obvious she had been, too, for as I impulsively dove into her
crotch, my tongue found her to be hot, wet, and slippery, just the
way I like. She smelled and tasted so sexy it made my head spin.

   I found her large clitoris almost at once, and after stroking my
tongue up and down her slit a few times I began making slow smooth
circles around her. Now it was her turn to lean on my shoulders. I
heard her gasp and felt her body jerk with pleasure as I executed
my special attentions. I tongued back to her vagina and rimmed it
as she, one foot still up on the stool, leaned back to give me
easier access.

   After a minute more, Daphne, shuddering and gasping, lifted me
away and to my feet. She hugged me to her and lowered herself a
little until I felt my hard member resting in her crotch hair. I
reached down with one hand and, as we again kissed heatedly, moved
myself up and down between her labias, trying to rub against her
clitoris. She reached down and replaced my hand with hers to guide
my tool smoothly into her.

   The heat I felt there was incredible. The head pressed smoothly
in and then broke past the first resistance. We both gasped with
pleasure and she kissed me again as she lowered herself down still
further until our groins met. We were fully enmeshed, and for a
moment I stayed still, feeling her love muscles twitching and
clenching around me.

   Then she started to move, slowly, up and down in longer and
longer strokes that had us both almost in tears with ecstasy. She
tongued my neck and ear, and bit my earlobe as she worked me over,
pistoning smoothly and steadily up and down on me. I rolled my hips
around and around, trying to enhance her pleasure as her talented
body almost sucked me off, churning and pumping juicily. Our love
juices mixed as she worked me over.

   She moaned gutterally in my ear and I felt her body squeezing me
tighter. I knew she was almost there and I lifted up on my toes to
ram into her a bit harder. Her moan changed to a soft squeal as she
plunged down on me and her body shook and shuddered as she started
to climax.

   "Give it to me!" she groaned, "Cum in me, you stud."

   Knowing that she wanted it was the last straw for me, and I was
overcome with waves of pleasure as my muscles involuntarily began
pumping hotly into her. My brain was awash with fantastic
sensations as I humped into her, and her rhythmically clenching
drove me wild with pure sex.

   We jerked and lurched together, almost falling over in the small
dimly lit closet. I lowered my face to tongue her breasts in a
frenzy as she milked me with her crotch. Her hair in disarray, her
head, thrown back in revery, was framed against the bare
lightbulb's light, and I delivered her one of the greatest climaxes
of my sex life.

   Finally I began to fade a bit. We were both flushed and covered
with sweat as she again grinned at me and lifted herself slowly off
of me. We both groaned with sensation at the same instant.

   "Oh you beautiful stud." She murmured breathily. "That was truly
incredible. I knew you had it in you, and I'm so glad I got it out
of you."

   I shook my head, trying to clear it. "You are one incredible
lady." I gasped. "Thank you so-o-o much. That was fantastic and I'm
gonna remember it forever."

   Daphne sat weakly down on the stool, her breasts shining with
sweat, still gasping with excitement. "You deserve a reward!" she
proclaimed as she again grasped me and guided my love tool to her
face.

   I was speechless as she rubbed it on her cheeks and neck,
looking up to judge my pleasured reaction. I placed my hands on her
shoulders again to steady myself and she grinned and extended her
tongue to lick the head of my engorged tool. It jumped in response
and her smile widened.

   Then she closed her eyes and smoothly engulfed its length until
her nose was buried in my crotch hair. I felt her tongue push out
through her lips to lick the front of my balls and the base of my
pleasure unit.

   The blood surged through my head and I felt myself again
stiffening to a rock-like hardness in her soft mouth. She hummed
softly on it, sending shivers of sensation through me. Her tongue
worked over and around it and she began to pump it slowly in and
out of her lips. It felt so hot and slippery that in no time I was
flying high again.

   She steadily increased her pace, plunging down on my burgeoning
cock and then sucking gently as she lifted her head away. Her right
index finger and thumb encircled the base of it and her left hand
palmed my balls gently, silently asking for another delivery of hot
love juice.

   I couldn't wait to oblige, and her attentions became more
strident and demanding as she took me higher and higher into a
cloud of brilliant sex-pleasure. She began augmenting her efforts
by pumping the skin of my cock up and down in rhythm with her
sucking and at the same time squeezing the shaft rhythmically with
her thumb and finger. It was like being fucked and sucked at the
same time, and it sent me completely off my rocker. My brain seemed
to be spinning at a thousand miles an hour, cruising along at
50,000 feet. My senses were swamped in a continuous blast of
pleasure. I grasped blindly toward the walls, trying not to
collapse as my muscles seemed almost out of my control.

   I felt the warmth of her hand cupping my balls and she gulped
"Now, now, now..." with each plunge onto my prick. The vibration of
her voice was indescribably pleasurable. My breathing was hot,
hard, and spasmodic when I could be sure I was breathing at all.
Then I don't think I breathed at all for what seemed an eternity.
My muscles were all locked rigidly, my back arched, standing on tip
toes to give her as much access to my most sensitive spots as
possible. I was drowned in incredible sex, feeling as I never had
before.

   Without any warning I started climaxing again, feeling like I
was spurting gallons into her hot mouth, a volcanic eruption that
started in the depths of my being and boiled inexorably toward the
surface until it burst almost explosively from me. Her tongue
worked overtime, lashing ferociously around my cock as her lips and
fingers milked me for all I had left. I shook and convulsed in the
stuffy closet air as I came and came, and her slippery lips
clenched pleasurably on me as she swallowed it all. She hummed her
appreciation as she slowed her pace to a steady, gentle pistoning
that lovingly drew out my hottest juices.

   Finally I almost collapsed over her and she steadied me with her
left hand while she gently sucked and milked the last few slippery
dribbles from my softening member. She was truly an artist at oral
sex and I knew this was a life experience I would never forget. It
was all too obvious that she loved giving such pleasure.

   Finally she pulled my softening shaft from her lips with a
smack, gave it a few soft parting licks of tongue and stood up,
still helping steady me on my feet.

   Gasping for breath, shuddering spasticly, I gazed in ecstasy on
her shining face, and we smiled gloriously at each other. We
silently hugged and kissed again, tasting each other's juices on
each other's tongues, and then began to shakily get our clothes
back together.

   Before she could fasten her bra I had to lean forward and kiss
those magnificent breasts once more, and she sighed and stroked my
head in appreciation as I did so.

   She fastened her bra and then gently squeezed my now hanging
dong and kissed me again.

   "I hope we get a chance to do this again some time." she said,
but I think we both knew that this would probably be our only
encounter. We kissed softly and deeply, silently expressing our
thanks to each other for the wonderful experience we had shared.

   What a wonderful after school special.