("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  All rights reserved. Thank you for your 
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

Skooldaze
by Eros (address defunct) 

***

Afterwards, Tammy Spencer would say that she had no 
choice, she just had to do it. Her motives were 
perfectly decent, after all. She hadn't meant to spy on 
anybody. It was just that she needed to use some of the 
books in the reserved section of the Clinton High 
School library, so she hid under a study table and 
remained there after closing time. Tammy knew it was 
against the rules, but she really didn't see how it 
could hurt anybody. (MF, f-teen-voy)

***

Tammy, a straight-A student, was determined to maintain 
her perfect grade average and graduate first in her 
class, otherwise she would never have done anything 
"illegal". But graduation was near, she was in danger 
of getting only a B in algebra, and she had to study 
those books. 

It was while she was under the table, waiting for 
everybody to leave the school building, that she heard 
somebody coming into the library. Tammy was surprised. 
She'd done some careful checking, and she knew the 
janitor wasn't supposed to arrive till about eight in 
the evening, by which time she intended to be out of 
the library. So who was this? 

Tammy knew from the clicking of high heels that it was 
a woman. She crawled closer to the edge of the table 
and peered out, praying she wouldn't be spotted. 
Standing near the main desk and looking very impatient 
was the Spanish teacher, Ramona Sanchez, known to her 
friends as Mona. 

Tammy sighed with envy. She wished she was as sexy and 
nicely built as Miss Sanchez. The teacher wasn't very 
tall, but she was a knockout. She had a curvy big-
titted body, raven-black hair, and a beautiful face. 
Every guy in the school had hot fantasies about her. 

Miss Sanchez opened her purse, took out her compact, 
and checked her appearance. She needn't have bothered. 
She looked perfect. Then she snapped the compact shut 
and started pacing back and forth in front of the main 
desk. Obviously she hadn't come here to read. 

Tammy wished she'd go away. Precious study time was 
being lost. On the other hand, she was dying to know 
why Miss Sanchez was in the library after hours. No 
meetings were scheduled for the room at this time. 
Tammy had checked that, too. 

"Come on, Bob," Mona Sanchez muttered impatiently. 

Bob? There were lots of guys named Bob. It didn't ring 
any bells for Tammy, but her curiosity grew. Why would 
Miss Sanchez choose the library as a place to meet this 
Bob? Why not just meet him in her classroom? And why 
was the young teacher so anxious? 

The library door opened again, and in stepped Robert 
Bennett, the history teacher. He was a handsome six-
footer with dark hair and an athlete's body. Lots of 
the girls thought he was the most attractive of all the 
male teachers at Clinton High. As Tammy watched, he 
walked right over to Mona. 

"Bob, thank goodness, you're here," she exclaimed. "I 
was starting to think you'd stood me up." 

"Never," he said. "I just had to be very careful, 
that's all. There'd be hell to pay if my wife ever 
found out about us, Mona." 

As he walked up to her, they went right into each 
other's arms and kissed hotly. Tammy turned scarlet. 
All of a sudden she understood everything. Miss Sanchez 
and Mr. Bennett had chosen the library as a place to 
carry on their illicit love affair, and Tammy was going 
to have no choice but to witness everything they did. 

Her heart pounded. Tammy was a decent girl, very moral 
and religious in fact, and she knew it was wrong for a 
married man to carry on with another woman. Sex was 
wrong except between married couples, or so her strict 
parents had always told her. 

She knew she ought to race out of the library to call 
the principal and report what she'd seen. But Tammy 
just didn't have the nerve. It would be so embarrassing 
to pop out from under that table and have the two 
teachers see her. They'd think she'd been spying on 
purpose, like some weirdo. So, until she could figure 
out what to do, Tammy decided to remain put. 

Helplessly she watched Mr. Bennett darting his tongue 
in and out of Miss Sanchez's mouth. The cute black-
haired teacher clung to him like an eel, rubbing her 
slender body against his, crushing her mouth against 
his mouth. She was hot for him, even an inexperienced 
girl like Tammy could tell that. 

Finally they came up for air, and Mona sighed, "Oh, 
honey, I hate being away from you, even for a single 
night. I need you so bad." 

"Mona, you're going to fuck me to death if we don't 
watch out," Bob chuckled. "We've got to be careful. 
After all, I've got to save some for my wife or she'll 
get suspicious." 

"I don't like sharing you with her," Mona pouted. 

"Honey, we agreed on that right from the start," Bob 
reminded her as he began unbuttoning her low-cut red 
blouse. "I don't intend to divorce her. I can't do that 
to the kids." 

"I know," Mona sighed, "but that doesn't mean I have to 
like the idea." 

All the while Bob was quickly and deftly opening her 
blouse. He drew it off, leaving her in a sexy see-
through lace bra that looked ready to burst with the 
burden of her large creamy tits. His eyes glowed 
hungrily as he ogled that nearly overflowing bra. Then 
he reached around her and unhooked it, and it snapped 
free, sliding down off her arms. 

Tammy clapped a hand over her mouth as she caught 
herself gasping with surprise and envy. Her tiny, 
peach-sized tits were dwarfed by Miss Sanchez's huge 
creamy melons. No wonder Mr. Bennett's eyes looked 
ready to pop. Finally he took a deep breath and reached 
out to hoist and mold Miss Sanchez's large but 
incredibly firm breasts. 

"Christ," he sighed, "you've got the most fantastic 
tits, Mona!" 

She really did, and Tammy began to wonder why she was 
making it with a married man. Miss Sanchez was so 
gorgeous, she could have had anybody in town. But Mr. 
Bennett was pretty gorgeous too, and maybe Mona just 
had the hopeless hots for him like most of the senior 
girls, and couldn't resist trying him out. 

She sure looked turned on now. She was backed up 
against the main desk, clutching the edge and thrusting 
her chest forward as Bob played with her sensitive 
tits. She was licking her lips, and her heavy black 
eyelashes were fluttering. Gradually her big red 
nipples went rigid under Bob's teasing thumbs. 

As she watched that happen, Tammy felt her own little 
nipples getting stiff. She wondered why that was 
happening, and cupped her small round tits through her 
t-shirt. They felt hot and swollen, and the erect 
nipples poked hard into her palms. She couldn't recall 
this happening before. 

But then she'd never seen anyone making out before. Her 
stern parents were very careful never to expose her to 
such things. Her reading, television and movies were 
carefully censored by Mom and Dad. Even as a senior in 
high school, she wasn't allowed to date. She'd be old 
enough for that when she went to college, her folks 
insisted. 

So this was Tammy's first real introduction to sex and 
love-making. In spite of the strict moral principles 
that had been drummed into her all her life, she was 
excited and fascinated. She wanted to see everything 
the teachers did. She was glad now that she hadn't run 
off to report them. 

She could still report them later, she told herself. In 
fact it would be better to stay and watch so she could 
give a full report of what they did. Having 
rationalized all that, Tammy got into a more 
comfortable position. The underside of the table was in 
darkness, so she knew she couldn't be seen. 

With Mona backed up against the desk, Bob was squeezing 
her heaving tits, fondling the soft creamy, orbs until 
till they swelled up, taut and proud. Now and then he 
leaned down to suck her stiffened nipples or flick them 
teasingly with his tongue. Mona's eyelids were at half-
mast, and she was panting loudly. 

"Ohh God, Bob, you're make me so horny when you do 
that," she moaned. 

Tammy kept hearing that word around school, from some 
of the kids her parents had told her not to associate 
with. These kids all used words like 'horny', 'fuck', 
'cock-sucker', 'shit' and 'pussy'. Except for 'shit', 
Tammy was never sure just what they meant, although she 
knew she shouldn't be listening. 

But sometimes you just couldn't help it. Like right 
now. What was she supposed to do, run from the room 
just because Miss Sanchez had said a naughty word or 
two? No way. No way in the world was she going to skip 
out on this fantastic show. She knew she shouldn't be 
spying, but she just couldn't help herself. Again she 
rationalized that she was just collecting data to 
report to the principal. It was important for her to 
witness everything. 

Bob had sucked and licked Mona's stiff red nipples 
until they gleamed in the dull light. Mona was 
whimpering softly as he fondled her big tits, her 
arousal almost at fever pitch. Obviously she wanted to 
make hot love right away. But Bob didn't seem to be in 
any hurry. He was taking his time and enjoying himself 
in a leisurely way. 

Now he took Mona's hands and guided them to his belt 
buckle. Apparently this signal was familiar to her, for 
right away she began removing his clothes. She undid 
his belt and helped him out of his coat, tie and shirt. 
He was wearing a sleeveless undershirt that showed off 
the big muscles of his shoulders and arms. Mona ran her 
hands over his arms and chest. 

"Such a gorgeous body," she purred. "God, you're so 
sexy." 

"So are you, baby," he said with a lewd grin. "You're 
the sexiest thing I ever saw." 

Tammy could agree with that. Miss Sanchez was like 
something out of Playboy. It was hard to imagine her as 
a small town high school teacher. But that's what she 
was, and a very good one, too. All the kids loved her. 

Maybe that was why she was practically tearing Bob's 
undershirt off. Mona tossed it on the floor and ran her 
red-nailed fingers through the thick hairs of his 
chest. She rubbed her stiff nipples into the furry 
thicket, making a low growling noise. 

"I'm hot, honey, so damned hot," she moaned. 

She unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. That was 
when Tammy noticed the enormous bulge at his fly. Could 
that be his cock? The innocent teenager shivered with 
excitement. She was dying to see the difference between 
boys and girls. 

Her parents had given her a very brief account of where 
babies come from, and it hadn't begun to satisfy her 
curiosity. All she knew was that men and women were 
built differently between their legs and somehow they 
put it together to make babies. She watched wide-eyed 
as Mona went to her knees and tugged down Bob's pants. 

His jockey shorts bulged obscenely. Mona grasped them 
and pulled them down, and Tammy gasped with surprise. 
She hadn't dreamed a cock could be that big. Mr. 
Bennett's ten-inch slab of meat looked as thick as a 
baseball bat and just as hard and stiff. 

Bob's huge cock swung stiffly before him as Mona helped 
him out of his pants and shorts and shoes. She remained 
on her knees, running her fingers down to the hairy 
base of his prick and fisting the huge column of blue-
veined cock-flesh. She stuck out her tongue and ran it 
around the engorged prickhead. 

"You'll get a face full of come if you keep doing that, 
baby" Bob warned her hoarsely as Mona wrapped her full, 
red lips around the flared tip and began to suck. 

"Then I better quit," she laughed, "because that's not 
where I want your cum right now, lover." 

Mona stood up and Bob unzipped her skirt, letting it 
drop to the floor. She skinned out of her pantyhose and 
shoes. He grasped her tiny bikini panties and inched 
them down over her luxuriant black bush and firm 
rounded ass. Again Tammy had to cover her mouth to keep 
from moaning, she felt so envious of the young 
teacher's gorgeous body. 

She felt like a boy compared to Mona. She felt like she 
had no tits, hips or ass. Of course that wasn't true, 
but she sure didn't have those ripe mature curves. 
Tammy just hoped she still had some developing to do. 
 She wanted to look as fantastic as Mona did when she 
was naked. 

Bob's huge cock gave a lusty lurch and began to drip 
pre-cum as he ogled his mistress' luscious body. Then 
he picked Mona up and sat her on the main desk. She 
leaned back, bracing herself with her arms, and Bob 
lifted her shapely legs up and draped them over his 
shoulders. 

Just before he shoved his face between her thighs, 
Tammy got a flash of her teacher's glistening, pink 
cunt-slit, and then there was an obscene wet sucking 
and slurping sound, quickly followed by Mona's hoarse 
moans of pleasure. Tammy wished she could see what was 
going on. 

"Ohhhhh, yeah, baby, eat my pussy," Mona sobbed, 
clawing the desk. "You know I love that." 

Eat her pussy? Tammy frowned, totally puzzled. Mr. 
Bennett's jerking head was in the way, so she couldn't 
see what he was doing to Mona's pussy. She only knew 
that the horny young teacher was going out of her mind 
with excitement, writhing and moaning and clawing at 
the desk top. 

She was surprised to feel molten fuck juice leaking 
from her virgin cunt. Now that she noticed it, her 
pussy was on fire, and her cunt was soaked with her hot 
sticky fuck cream. She had the weirdest urge to stick 
her hand down inside her clothes and rub her slit. But 
of course she wouldn't do that. Her mom had warned her 
never to touch herself there, except with a washcloth. 

"Unnnhhhh, honey, I can't take any more," Mona sobbed. 
"I gotta have your cock, Bob. Fuck me before I go 
crazy." 

Tammy watched breathlessly. At last she was going to 
find out just what that word "fuck" meant. Bob eased 
Mona off the counter, slowly and carefully, so that she 
slid down and was impaled on his stiff-standing prick. 
His cock entered the juicy little hole at the center of 
her pussy and slid steadily in. 

"Ooooooooh, God, ooooooh," she wailed. 

Tammy shivered with excitement and creamed through her 
panties and jeans. She couldn't understand how Mona 
could take the man's enormously thick hard slab of 
cockmeat into her cunt without being hurt, but it was 
happening right before her wondering eyes. Mona took 
every inch of Bob's long, steel-hard cock. Hot pussy-
juice overflowed her tightly-crammed cunthole and 
dripped down into the crevice of her ass. 

As she took every inch of his meat, Mona wrapped her 
legs around his waist, and Bob supported her by 
gripping her asscheeks. Then he pushed her up against 
the desk and started fucking his cock in and out of 
her, real hard. Mona threw back her head and closed her 
eyes tightly, gurgling and moaning obscenities the 
whole time. 

"I love it, baby, I love to fuck," she babbled 
hoarsely. "Fuck me with that big fat cock, honey. Fuck 
my brains out!" 

Tammy was rubbing her thighs together and creaming like 
crazy as she watched. Obviously fucking was the most 
fun thing in the world. Mona was obviously adoring 
every second of it, and, with each deep hard thrust, 
her prick-filled twat was overflowing with thick creamy 
cunt-juice. 

"Unnnnhhhh, fuck me real hard now, Bob, I'm getting 
close, baby!" she sobbed. 

Bob was grinning broadly as he fucked his stiff cock in 
and out of her juice-spurting cunt. He looked almost 
smug, and Tammy really couldn't blame him. He was 
driving the beautiful young teacher out of her mind 
with pleasure. Mona's lovely face was twisted into a 
lusty grimace as she rocketed toward climax. 

Tammy again felt that insane urge to play with herself, 
but she decided against it... too risky. Besides, she 
didn't want anything to distract her, even for a 
second. She wanted to see every single thing that 
happened between Bob and Mona. 

Her eyes focused on Bob's wildly fucking cock, and then 
her attention was drawn back to Mona again as the 
teacher let out a hoarse wail and her body began to 
convulse. Her teeth were bared in an ecstatic snarl. 

"You're doing it to me, mother-fucker, I'm coming, 
unnnggghhhh!" she howled. 

"Ohhhhh, Jesus, me too! Fuck it, baby! Fuck the cum 
right out of my cock! Take it right up that hot, 
sucking snatch of yours!" Bob yelled. 

Tammy saw a river of thick, steaming fuck-cream bubble 
out Mona's cunt and drip to the floor. Then she 
retreated far under the table and waited for the 
teachers to dress and leave. She had a lot to think 
about. She had to decide whether or not to report Miss 
Sanchez and Mr. Bennett to the principal. 

The more she thought about it, the more she realized 
she probably wouldn't. They hadn't really hurt anybody. 
Besides, they would probably be meeting here again 
soon, if they weren't stopped, and Tammy wanted to 
watch. She hadn't quite completed her sex education, or 
so she told herself. 

So the two horny teachers were off the hook, at least 
for now. 

END

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 48