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Only now was no different from then. Just as during class, Johnny kept looking at Miss Simpson. Her golden blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, her soft white sweater pulled tight over her taught little breasts, her plaid skirt snug over her hips, and her legs...Oh those legs! He squeezed his thighs together, his cock rigid in his pants. Why did he have to have the sexiest teacher in school? Jill Simpson stood by the window looking out over the school yard. The last few stragglers were departing for home and the school was essentially deserted except for herself, her student Johnny, and the janitor, who was probably asleep in his office in the basement. That she was here instead of somewhere else didn't really matter to her. As she watched the afternoon sun slowly change from yellow to gold, she thought about herself, her past, and about Mike. Why did he have to be such a jerk? She was only 16 when she met him, and as green as grass. He was the school hero, the jock, the stud, the guy every girl dreamed about. That he ever asked her out was beyond her, but Jill remembered the eagerness she had felt as that Saturday night approached. She remembered the movie, some silly kung-fu comedy that couldn't decide whether to be serious or funny, and the diner afterward where they both had hamburgers. If only the evening had ended there it would have been perfect. But no. Things don't happen like that in real life. On the way home, Mike took a detour down the road that lead through the woods behind town. In what had to be the darkest, most forgotten corner of those woods, Mike pulled off the road and turned off the ignition. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she realized that he was fumbling with himself and slowly sliding across the seat towards her. She looked down and saw this thing, this huge swollen thing sticking out of his pants. Sure her Mom had told her about boys and about babies, but this? Never! "OK baby, time to pay the piper," Mike said. "I've been watching you for days now, you and that sweet little body of yours. And now your mine!" Jill had no idea what Mike was talking about, but defensive panic overwhelmed her. Mike reached out suddenly and grabbed Jill's breast. He squeezed it hard through her shirt and bra, and although she was terrified, he felt her nipple harden under his palm. His other hand reached out and caught her around the neck. "Come on baby" he cried, "Give it a little suck." He forced her head down towards his crotch while shifting his other hand down to her leg where he thrust it up under her skirt. The heat eminating from her crotch was tremendous and he could feel the crinkly pussy fur beneath her thin panties. It was all too much for Jill. She began to scream! She screamed over and over and over again. In the midst of it all she began to cry. Mike couldn't figure out how to respond to all this, so eventually he just slid back to the drivers seat, stuffed him- self back into his pants, and started the car. That she made it home that night was a fact, but as to just how she could never testify. But everything was different after that. The walls she put up to protect herself were just too much for the other high school boys who were interested in her. In college, she buried herself in her studies to such a degree that any guys around decided to look in more receptive directions. But the walls and the distance and the isolation could not solve the problem of her burning desires. Long before the Mike episode, Jill had been very conscious of her body. At times, getting out of the shower or getting ready for bed, she would look at herself in the mirror. She would gaze at her long sleek form, the tight upthrusting breasts topped with nipples that stood out on their own. She would cup her breasts lovingly and lightly squeeze the protruding nipples, sending a shiver down her arms and back and sending a tightness to her pussy. She would slowly slid her hands down over her ribs, over her waist, over her hips, until they slid inwards to the soft mossy down at the junction of her thighs. She would lightly scratch through her pussy hair, marvelling at this growth that a few short years ago had been absent. Then ever so slowly, one finger would start to snake downward between the folds of her pussy. Back and forth her finger would slide from the back of her slit to the top of her groove. Around and around she would rub the ever stiffening bud of her clitoris. Ulti- mately, her body would shudder, her cunt would throb, and Jill would have to sink down onto the floor as the waves of an ever-so-sweet orgasm swept over her. And so it had been from that day until this. Afraid of men and their mindless lust, but desperately in need of relief from the tensions her delightful body kept sending her. Jill turned and walked back to her desk. She sat down and looked at Johnny. "Why does he have so much trouble finishing work in class." she wondered. "He's a smart kid, and his homework is aways perfect." As she sat there looking at him, Jill realized that Johnny was a very desirable boy. Good looking, intelligent, and from what she had observed in class, a nice personality. And as she sat there her nipples started to harden and she felt a tension growing in her snatch. This she did not need right now. Despite his dreaming about Miss Simpson, and giving himself one hell of a hardon in the process, Johnny managed to finish the essay. As he brought it up to Miss Simpson, he had to kind of hold the paper in front of him so that she wouldn't see the bulge in his pants! Jill took the paper from Johnny and began to read. As Johnny stood next to her all he was aware of was the soft sweet woman scent of her. He looked down at her, at her hair, at her neck, at her shoulders, at the soft swell of her breasts. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out and gently put his hand on her shoulder. Jill froze and looked up at Johnny. Their eyes locked and for a minute nothing happened. Then Johnny said, "Miss Simpson, all this year I've been in your class and I've been watching you and I've been looking at you and I think your're the nicest teacher in the whole school and the prettiest! Miss Simpson, I think I love you!" With that, the cold fear in Jill's heart melted. She stood up next to Johnny and took his hand in hers. Still gazing into each other's eyes, they drew closer to each other. Then both sets of eyes closed as their lips came together. It was a soft tender kiss at first. A mutual exploring and testing. Then their mouths opened slightly and tongues began to slide over lips, over teeth, and over each other. The feeling was tremendous. Jill reached up and wrapped her arms around Johnny's neck, while he slid his arms around her waist and back, pulling her to him and feeling the hard thrusting mounds of her breasts dig into his chest. Finally the kiss broke, but as they looked into each other's eyes they knew that this could not be the end. "I know a place," Jill whispered and took Johnny's hand in hers. Next to her classroom was the teachers' lounge. Since the school was deserted, Jill led Johnny there. They walked over next to the sofa and again gazed into each others' eyes. The mutual desire was there. Both knew it and neither wished to suppress it. As Johnny stood looking at her, Jill pulled her sweater over her head using that special cross-arm motion that girls so often do when undressing. She looked at him for a moment, then loosened her skirt and let it slide to the floor. If Johnny wasn't aroused before, he certainly was now. Watching Miss Simpson slip out of her sweater and see- ing her in her lacy white bra was incredible. Here she was standing in just that lacy white bra and panties. Her breasts swelled slightly over the tops of her bra. Her waist flared out into the most beautiful hips wrapped in the softness of her panties. At the junc- tion of her thighs, Johnny could see a slight swelling where her pussy fur pushed against the panties. And her skin was flawless! Soft and velvety! "You too!", Jill admonished. With that Johnny was shaken out of his stupor and began to undress. While he must have stripped out of his clothes in three seconds, he couldn't remember doing so for the life of him as all the time he was undressing he kept watching Jill. As she stood facing him, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She let it slide off her shoulders and down her arms. The breasts that were now exposed were fantastic. Not too large and with a firmness that negated the need for a bra. Her nipples stood out at the tips of her breasts firm and hard. Jill took her hands as Johnny watched and ran her fingers over the already swollen nipples. Unbelievably, they seemed to become even harder and more pronounced. Her hands dropped to her waist and after pausing for a moment, Jill hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid then down her legs. For the first time in her life she was naked in front of a man. And she loved it! After shedding his clothes, Johnny straighted up. His erection thrust out in front of him, but he didn't mind Jill knowing how turned on she made him. He stared at the beautiful swellings of her tits, then lowered his gaze to the blonde patch of hair between her legs. Jill couldn't take her eyes off the throbbing cock that was thrusting towards her. She felt so deliciously sexy. Jill lowered herself onto the sofa, with one leg exten- ded and the other on the floor. Through her soft bush of fur, her cunt lips parted slightly. She was oozing fluid from her cunt, though she was haardly aware of it. She held up her arms to Johnny and said, "Well?" Johnny didn't need to be asked twice. He dropped to his knees next to the sofa, but instead of fastening his lips to hers, he lowered them to her nipple. That hard little bud popped into his mouth and he slid his tongue over the roughness of the nipple. Jill's eyes just rolled back into her head as she clasped Johnny's head to her tit. Around and over the nipple Johnny sucked, then sliding his tongue down and around her breast. Just as Jill thought she couldn't stand any more, Johnny moved to her other breast. It was even more tremendous than before. Jill couldn't remember when her nipples had ever felt so hard or her titties felt so good. As Johnny gently scraped his teeth over the nipple, Jill felt waves of goodness flood over her. Her titties tingled, her cunt tightened and throbbed, and she felt shivers run down her back and out over her arms and legs. As her eyes cleared and she look down at Johnny, she saw him raise his head from her tits and look at her for a moment. Then he lowered his head again, but now it was to the sweet lips between her legs. She felt his tongue caress her sex lips from the bottom of her slit up to the top. His tongue pressed harder and her clitoris swelled out to meet it. Jill lost herself in the torrent of good feelings that shot from her pussy. Johnny's mouth seemed to be everywhere at once. First his lips would be closing and sucking on her clit, then his tongue would be probing between her lips and up into her pussy hole! Finally, Jill couldn't stand any more. She grasped his head and lifted it so that he could look at her. "Please honey," was all she could say, but it was enough. Johnny stood up and gazed down at her. The blonde hair fanning out around her head, the soft swellings of her tits, her soft blonde bush, and the open slit of her pussy, open and wet. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen! As Johnny lowered himself between her legs, Jill spread them as wide as she could. She wanted all of her snatch to be open and available. Johnny took his cock in his hand and guided it to Jill's opening. Up and down the length of her soft slit he rubbed the tip of his pecker, moistening his cock and flaring her cunt lips apart. Finally, lining his cock up to her woman hole, Johnny gentle pushed forward. The head of his cock spread her lips and she felt him start to slide into her. Though the physical barrier of her virginity had long ago been disposed of by her own fingers, this was the first cock to actually enter her. She felt her cunt lips spreading and stretching around the swollen hardness of Johnny's cock. Though just the tip was inside her, it felt tremendous. Johnny con- tinued to press his cock into the sweet folds of her twat, and looked down to observe inch after inch slide into the delectable softness of her cunt. Jill just lay back and thrilled with the sensation of Johnny's cock pushing its way into her quim. She pulled her legs back further, wrapping her feet around his butt and opening herself to him even wider. With his throbbing hardness sunk all the way into her, they both relished the moment, then Johnny began to slowly slide his cock out of Jill's cunt. With just the head of his prick between her lips, he began to feed it into her again. With long firm strokes, Johnny pumped his cock in and out of Jill's tight grasping pussy. With each stroke out the lips of Jill's sex would furl back, only to be pulled inward again with each new thrust into her cunt. Jill's tits felt so swollen and and her nips so hard that she swore they would burst. Johnny's entire existance centered on his cock and the delicious pussy that was holding and grabbing it. With a deep groan Jill felt wave after wave of orgasm throb through her body. Her cunt rippled along the length of Johnny's penis and he exploded in her. Shot after shot of hot cum pumped into Jill's receptive vagina as Johnny jerked and then collapsed on top of her. Afterward, they lay together on the sofa, each experiencing something they had never felt before. Though Johnny was 18 and a student, and Jill was 23 and a teacher, both knew that the gulf between them was not so great and that they could have all the time in the world. _____________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 7 - text 8317