"Ah, come off it, Laurie," Jack pleaded the next day at school. "What's the matter? Did I say something that's got you pissed off at me?"
She looked at him, her emerald-green eyes as cold as ice. "I have nothing to say to you. It's time we split up for a while. I think you were getting a little too serious. So, cool it, Jack."
"But what am I supposed to do?"
A tiny smile curled at the edges of her mouth as she told him, loud enough for a dozen people to hear, "Why don't you try jacking off? You might be better at that than you are at fucking."
He turned a bright red, then turned and almost ran off. The students in the hallway barely kept from laughing at his embarrassment. They enjoyed seeing this kind of show. It kept their time in school from being too dull.
Walter Williams Memorial High School wasn't noted for its good times. The football team wasn't very good, usually losing more than it won. The teachers were dreary old hags for the most part and the school principal was a tight-ass who came down heavy on anything the students wanted to do.
Anything that let them forget how lousy the place was helped out. Jack's public put-down would be all over the school by the end of the day.
Laurie didn't much care. She'd had it with the teenager. She'd been wasting her valuable time with an inept clod. He lacked imagination as well as skill. She might have continued going with him if he'd shown a spark of inventiveness in their screwing.
He didn't, so she dumped him.
Laurie hurried off to her history class. It was the only class she even hallway enjoyed. She didn't care too much for the history but the teacher was something else.
Like most of the girls in the class, she had a big crush on Mr. Kress.
As the bell was ringing, she slipped her pert ass down onto the hard wood seat and opened her history text. But her eyes were on Mike Kress. She sighed, her tits jiggling up and down in an unfettered, braless motion. Laurie couldn't help wondering what it would be like to make it with the man.
Tall, sandy-haired and built like a decathlon champion, he was everything she could have wanted in a man. The tell-tale bulge in his crotch told of a monster cock. If he was like that limp, what must he be like when he got a raging hard-on?
Laurie wished she could find out.
The rumors around the school had him sneaking out and putting it to the phys ed teacher, Miss Stein. Laurie envied the woman. Mr. Kress' prick would go a long way up a tender, juicy cunt and would give almost unbearable pleasure.
She was getting wet in the crotch just thinking about it.
"Miss Benson, are you even listening to me?" asked Mr. Kress.
Laurie guiltily looked at him and saw she was the one he was addressing. "Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I was daydreaming."
"Perhaps you'd care to let us in on your little fantasy world?"
She bit her lower lip. What would he say if she blurted out she was thinking how great it would be to have him fucking her?
Instead, she mumbled something inane.
"Miss Benson, I think it would be best if you'd stay after class. I want a word with you about your inattention."
That should have been punishment. To Laurie, it meant being alone with the handsomest teacher in the entire school!
The class seemed to drag by. When it was finally over, Laurie waited for a moment until the other students had rushed out of class. They were like vultures in certain respects. They would have loved to wait and see what Mr.
Kress would do to her, but they were also cowards. None wanted to be dragged down with her.
There was no telling what the punishment might be.
Laurie had ideas of her own about how this little meeting was going to go. She wasn't going to be punished. Just the opposite. She was going to see if Mr.
Kress was hung like a stallion.
"Well, Miss Benson, what do you have to say for yourself?" the teacher demanded.
Laurie made sure her blouse was unbuttoned an extra button. The bulge of her young, firm tits surged up over the neckline of her blouse and threatened to explode out into naked sight at any instant. She could tell the teacher was really giving her the once-over.
He barely looked at her face. He was too busy studying all her other features.
Her jugs were certainly worth the effort. The impudent nipples poked boldly against the thin fabric of her blouse. As she thought what it would be like sucking on the man's cock, the nipples grew in- size until they were plainly visible.
The teacher reluctantly pulled his gaze away from her tits and looked her squarely in the eye.
'Well," he demanded. "Your classroom performance has been falling off badly lately. What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I've been distracted, Mr. Kress."
"So?" He was plainly distracted now. Laurie had perched her flaring ass on the corner of his desk, making sure he could see her slender calves and trim ankles. If he were a leg man he was getting all he could handle then and there.
If tits turned him on, he was probably already fighting down an impossibly rigid erection.
And if other things got him hot, Laurie was going to make sure he wasn't neglected in those areas, either.
She brushed back a wave of luxuriant black hair from her eyes as she crossed her legs. It was a slow, provocative action. She smiled slightly when she saw the man's eyes fastened on her legs. Certain he'd gotten a view all the way up her crotch, the girl knew he had to be in abject desire for her now.
She was just too sexy for him not to be painfully erect. His cock would be pleading for a release from the tight prison of his pants. And she could provide a warm, willing mouth for his prick. She licked her lips in a seductive manner to let him know she'd do anything he wanted.
"Well?" he demanded, but his voice held the barest tremor in it now.
"Sure, Mr. Kress. I've been distracted in class. History seems so dry and dull.
Thinking about you… makes it even worse."
"Me?"
"You. You're about the greatest-looking guy around."
He laughed, but it wasn't a convincing one.
"Don't laugh like that, please! I mean it, Mr. Kress. These kids in school lack your maturity. And not a one of them has your… stature."
She flowed around the desk and seated herself on his lap. Quick, nimble fingers found his fly and ran it down the metal track. His cock snapped to rigid attention.
"See," she said quietly. "I was right. Not a one of them has a cock as huge as this!"
"Miss Benson, this is hardly a proper teacher-student relationship!"
"I agree!" she cried as he slipped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked hard on the acorn-tipped prick, then looked up into his eyes.
"This is the kind of relationship I've been daydreaming about!"
"Stop that right now! Laurie, this isn't, oh shiiiit!" he moaned as she started sucking hard-on his prick again.
She was expert at giving head. She used every trick she'd learned to make sure he didn't tell her to stop.
Tongue flashing out, she looped it around the very tip of his prick. The way his cockhead throbbed with vitality told her he wasn't going to have her stop.
He needed her mouth on his prick. Her sucking, probing mouth was turning him into an animal, a beast ruled solely by instinct.
She sucked in a couple inches of his prick. Curling her tongue allowed his cock to rest in a wet, rough cradle. Moving her head back and forth, she face-fucked herself. The way she pursed her lips into an "0" provided a perfect vacuum seal.
The harder she sucked, the louder were his moans of joy. He wanted her to stop; this wasn't right.
He also wanted her to continue.
She felt his urgent hands pushing her into the knee-well under his desk. She wondered what was happening. Then she heard Mr. Raybin's voice.
"Hey, Mike, you want to go down to the Golden Mermaid and put away a few beers?"
"Uh, yeah, sounds good, Hank, but ummmmm…" He could barely control his voice.
The girl Silently thrilled to this unexpected intrusion by Mike's best friend.
What would he think if he came around the desk and saw one of his students sucking Mike off?. Would he be shocked? Would he report them to the principal?
The possibility of discovery added fuel to the girl's lust. She sucked even harder on her teacher's cock. Her tongue became a relentless scourge whipping wildly against his prick. She couldn't get enough of his manmeat in her mouth.
Sucking harder, she buried his cock all the way down her throat. Her nose nuzzled in the man's bush. It tickled and rubbed against the very tip of her nose. She felt like sneezing, but held it back. With a mouthful of tasty cock, that would hardly do.
She felt her crotch getting wetter and wetter while Hank Raybin was in the room. He didn't know what was happening under the desk. He might see at any instant. So far, this was a shared secret between her and the man whose cock she so avidly sucked.
He wouldn't-couldn't give them away. He'd have to alibi out of going out and having a couple beers. And she'd make it so damned hard for him to talk, he'd have to prove to her that he had iron control.
Her tongue circled around the very end of his prick. She stroked gently over the tiny flap of skin dangling under the head of his cock, the most sensitive portion of his prick. Then she increased the suction so much her cheeks went hollow under the exertion.
"I, uh, I'll have to… to take a r-rain check on it, H-Hank," the teacher managed to stutter.
"Anything wrong, Mike? You look all flushed. Running a temperature or something?"
"Yeah, s-something like that. B-better go home and r-rest a little, you know.
See you t-tomorrow, Hank."
"S'all right, old man. Take it easy… or any way you can get it!" With that, the other teacher left.
Mike wasted no time in pulling the girl from under his desk. "What the hell do you mean doing that to me! You could have gotten us both in a shitload of trouble!"
"Why, Mr. Kress, such language. And from a man with such a biiiig cock, too. I wouldn't have expected it."
"You little bitch!"
He raised his hand as if to strike her, but she was faster. She gripped his wrist and pulled the powerful hand to her crotch. She pressed it firmly down and moaned lightly. It felt good having his hand so near her snatch.
"God! You're wet!"
"For you, Mike, for you!"
Her hand snaked out and wrapped itself around his still jerking cock. It was slick with her saliva. She had no trouble running her hand up and down the long length. In a few seconds •the last of the teacher's resistance had faded away.
He wanted to fuck her. She could tell by the way his cock was gradually expanding with excited blood.
"Go on, Mike, fuck me! Take me right here on your desk!"
The thought they might be seen gave her added excitement. She hadn't realized how thrilling it was, the fear of discovery while engaged in a sexual act.
Society seemed to think, there was something dirty about sex. She loved sex in any form. But there were still hang-ups she had had engraved on her. Sex had to be done in bed in a dark room and with only one person.
She thought what all those people were missing out on! The spice added by possible discovery while actually fucking was almost as much fun as actually having a hard spike of cock slammed up her cunt.
The teenager plopped her well-padded ass on the man's desk, hiked up her skirt and lifted her hips off the desk. In a low voice, she told him, "Go on. Take my panties off. They're in both of your ways."
The teacher licked his lips and then, hands trembling, slipped his fingers under the elastic band of the white cotton panties. The material was already damp with her love juices. Her pussy was leaking out its message to him in the most graphic manner possible.
She kicked the useless panties off her foot and rocked back, supporting herself on her elbows. Her knees were raised and slightly parted. The man looked down the erotic gunsight straight at her pussy.
"There it is, Mike. All yours. Take me! Ram your cock into my poor little pussy and fuck me!"
"Damn, I never thought…"
Those were the only words he wasted. In a flash, he was between the marble-white pillars of her thighs, his cock ramming forward seeking out her well-greased twat.
They both gasped in unison when the huge purpled head of his cock penetrated her. She sank back to the desk, looking up at the acoustic tiled ceiling. Her vision blurred as she thought how great this was, having a mighty cock drilling hard into her hungry pussy.
When he finally sank his prick all the way up her quim, she knew he had the biggest cock she'd ever taken. Wrapping her slender legs around his waist assured her he wouldn't escape. She needed that prick more than anything else in the world. She had to have it. Feeling it fucking her hard and fast was all that mattered to her in the entire universe.
As his hips began a slow, rhythmic motion, she knew she'd done the right thing.
No novice cocksman, her teacher! He knew exactly how to get her hot right away.
His -prick lightly touched every single square inch of her cunt as it sank into her belly.
Twisting his hips, bucking up and down, corkscrewing to and fro, he reduced her to a shivering blob of pure desire. His cunt-juice-soaked pubic hair dragged over her clit. Each touch was electric. If her nerves had been soaked in acid, the effect couldn't have been more intense.
No matter what he did, she shuddered long and deep. Her chest felt as if a huge weight had been dropped on it. Sandpaper covered her throat. Her breath came in harsh pants.
Most of all, she took his eight-inch cock all the way up her twat. Not only was he long, he was thick. She was certain he would tear her delicate 'tissues with his prodigious girth. The thought made her cunt leak out even more of its fuck fluids.
Soon a liquid squishing noise filled the empty classroom, echoed back and forth. He was fucking her with long, deliberate strokes. Her entire body came alive. She was frantically grabbing at his ass to pull him even farther up into her cunt.
"Oh, Chriiiist, I never thought it'd be thiiiiis gooood! My whole body's on fire!"
"And I never thought you'd have, such a tight cunt. Damn, girl, you got a virgin cunt. But you're no virgin!"
He speeded up the tempo of his tucking a little. Each time he slammed into the girl, she slid a little bit across the desktop. He placed his hands under her armpits and gripped firmly on her shoulders. Now he could use extra leverage.
He could smash with even greater power into her eagerly awaiting cunt!
She was lost in a wonderland of carnal desire. The cock split her apart with such erotic fervor, she could have been lost in orgasm at any instant. Yet, she was distracted a little from their passionate fucking.
She couldn't help listening to the people walking back and forth in the hail outside the classroom. Sure, the door had frosted glass on it and they couldn't see in. But what if another of her teacher's friends came in?
They'd be caught in the middle of fucking!
That thought added an incredible amount of zest to the fucking. She used her cunt muscles to clamp down hard on the cock buried up her twat. The man gasped, bad to use the immense power of his hips to pull free of her greedy snatch.
"You can flatten a man with those muscles!" he moaned out.
"Not a real man… like you! Fuck me hard!"
And he did. His hips moved so fast they were a blur. His cock was covered with a thick coating of her love juices. The friction he generated as he drove fiercely up her cunt warmed both of them. Then it ignited.
He blasted out his creamy load. His balls exploded and flooded her cunt with gooey jism.
She felt the fuming hot cum searing her pussy walls. For a brief second, she thought she heard a hand on the doorknob of the classroom door, a little rattle, perhaps someone entering.
The thought she'd been seen fucking with this man blew the top of her head off.
She had the biggest cum she'd ever experienced.
For what seemed an eternity, she thrashed about on the desk top, impaled by the spike of pure pleasure in her cunt. She rolled and hunched up to take even more of that still-spewing cock up her cunt.
Then she began twisting and turning, humping herself as hard as she could.
The faint rattle of the doorknob reached her again-and sent her sailing off on the orgasmic winds of ecstasy again.
When she finally collapsed, exhausted physically and emotionally, Mike was standing at the edge of the desk looking at her. The expression on his face defied description.
"I never meant to do this," he said. "Really, I didn't. It just sort of happened."
"I meant for it to happen. You'll never know how long I've wondered what it'd be like making it with you."
The man sighed. "So, was it worth it?"
"Yes!"
"Are you going to tell anyone? I can lose my job for this. The principal hasn't come out and said it, but I can guess it'd be against school policy for teachers to go around fucking their students, even ones as foxy as you, Laurie."
"I'll keep quiet." She looked at him, her green eyes blazing. "Until the next time we screw. Then, well, I can't profuse to be quiet. I really get into fucking as you probably know by now."
The man looked resigned to his delectable fate-sexual blackmail by the girl.