The last class of the day on Friday was a rough one for Val because she had to put up with Bob Talbot and a couple of his goon friends. They always disrupted her class and made it damn near impossible for her to teach. She had a lot to learn about classroom discipline, she realized, but Talbot and his friends were making things especially difficult.
She decided to have it out with young Talbot once and for all. She suspected he wasn't as dumb as he made out to be and that most of the time he was just showing off for the others in the class. If she could talk to him alone, get him away from his friends, she suspected they might get on well together. It was worth trying.
One thing she didn't like to admit was that she found Talbot very attractive. He might be ill-mannered and self-centered, but he was dark and lean and very sexy. He was muscular without being heavy. He had long legs and a trim ass. He also had a way of looking at her that made her feel slightly uncomfortable, as if he was undressing her in his head.
He stayed behind after class, as she had asked him to, but she was strangely shy with him and couldn't really get across what she wanted to say. She had meant to appeal to his intelligence, to try to communicate with him on an adult level. Instead she found herself staring into his dark eyes and sneaking little glimpses into his crotch.
He smiled at her the whole time, as if he knew exactly the effect he was having on her. But he wasn't loud and didn't try to show off the way he did in class. He was very quiet, very sure of himself, and he answered her questions softly and politely. At the end of their pointless little talk he even walked her back to her office.
"I know I should try to behave better in class and everything," he said finally, surprising her. The halls were nearly deserted as they neared her office. "I know how upset you get. But I can't help it. There's just something about you that brings out the punk in me. You're too nice or something."
"Too nice?" It was funny, Val thought, how she felt so much younger than he. And now he sounded like he was about to give her some older-brother-type advice.
"Yeah. When someone is real nice, there's always someone who wants to do dirty things to them. It's the way things are."
Val found herself breathing deeply. And once they were at her office door she urged him inside, closed the door behind them. She shared the poky little office with Barb, the French teacher, and she was glad that so far this year Barb had always left right after class. She barely used the office, except in the mornings, and Val usually had it to herself.
"How do you mean, dirty things?" Val queried. She motioned for Talbot to sit in the chair facing her desk, but she was too tense to sit down. She paced back and forth alongside him.
"You know. Nice people always get fucked. It's that simple." He was watching her face and he wasn't smiling as much now.
"That's not always true," she said, ignoring his use of the swear word. She stopped in front of him and stared down into his eyes. He was glaring at the well of her tits, she noticed.
"You wanna fuck?" he asked her suddenly, without any warning. "You got me into your office now, so how about it? You must have brought me here for a reason."
"Mr. Talbot!" she protested, but her voice sounded very unconvincing, even to herself.
"How about a blow-job? You wanna suck my cock? I tell you what, you suck my cock and I'll promise to be a better boy in class. No more shit. All you gotta do is suck some meat."
Val flushed to the roots of her pretty blonde hair. Again she felt like a helpless teenager. What made things worse, she realized with a lurch of her heart, that she really did want to suck Bob Talbot's cock! There was nothing she'd like better, in fact. But how could she admit such a thing? How should she react?
"I know you want to. Why pretend?" he smiled. And he reached up to take both her hands in his. He slumped in his chair and spread his legs wide, pulling her gently between them.
"Mr. Talbot, I think this has gone far enough," she said. But she didn't pull back. She didn't resist. She stared down at him with a frown on her pretty face.
"You don't have to be shy. I know you want to see my cock. Don't fight it."
He pulled her closer, then tugged down on her hands so that she was forced to her knees between his spread legs. Then he let go of her and began unzipping and opening his jeans.
Instead of leaping to her feet and running from the room, Val knelt calmly between his legs and watched while he opened his pants. She was breathing heavily and her heart pounded. She couldn't move. She couldn't bring herself to do anything but stare into his crotch. His jeans were unzipped and open. He lifted his ass and shoved them, down to his knees. There was a huge bulge in his shorts.
"I don't usually mix with teachers," he said matter-of-factly. "But you're different. There's something about, you. You look like you'd try anything once." He had his fingers hooked in his shorts and was about to shove them down off his crotch. She stopped him.
"No. Let me," she whispered. And she waved his hands away and dug her fingers under the elastic waistband of his underpants.
What was happening to her? Why was he doing this? She couldn't say. She knew this was taboo. She was a teacher, he was a student. There would be hell to pay if anyone ever found out about this. But she couldn't stop herself. More than anything in the world, she wanted to suck his cock.
"I don't usually mix with students, either," she put in.
Her fingers drew down his shorts and his thick swelling cock flopped into view. It rolled across his belly and settled just to the left. It was a good six inches long and was still far from fully erect.
He lifted his ass obligingly and she pulled his underpants all the way down to his knees. Then she shoved them down further, along with his jeans, and worked the whole tangle off over his feet. Finally she drew herself cozily into the crook of his legs and stroked her hands up his strong hairy thighs. She watched his balls settle as he spread his legs wide.
"Go ahead. Touch it. Don't be shy. Suck it," he encouraged. He gripped his cock in his hand and waved it at her threateningly.
"It's so big. And it's not even stiff yet," she murmured.
Her fingers curled around the bulk of his cock and he let go of it, allowing her to take over. She squeezed it expertly and pumped it several times in her fist. His prick began to grow thicker and longer at an alarming rate.
Her mouth watered. And with a quick dip of her head she planted a soft wet kiss on the cock shaft, just below the purple tip. Her lipstick smeared, off into the hardening skin. She smiled. Then she kissed it again, on the huge cockhead itself this time. She felt it flex weirdly at her touch. His balls shifted again in their dry wrinkled pouch.
"Nice. Real nice," was his only comment. He watched her closely. He couldn't believe his pretty young teacher was actually going to suck his cock.
"Mmmmmmm," she mumbled.
Her fingers touched his cock shaft on one side, propping it up, while she kissed and nuzzled the underside. She was licking him, tracing her tongue down the ragged seam that ran all the way down the underside of his cock. It grew more and more solid as she worked.
Ugly blue veins were growing thicker as the cock stiffened. She dawdled over these, skimming her tongue tip over them and following them like roads on a map. They fascinated her. One minute they weren't there, and the next they were throbbing and popping as if they were about to burst. She licked them, made them shine wetly.
And then she came to his balls. They hung there in the crook of his thighs, tiny hairs sprouting from the pouch. Each time she squeezed or tugged on his cock, they shifted and rolled. She eased the fingers of her free hand under them gently, lifted them slightly, watched them separate. Then she began licking them, curling her tongue around each one in turn.
He moaned softly, shifted in his seat. She folded her lips over one swollen ball, poked it about with her tongue. Then she snorted and dug deeper into his crotch with her face. His ball plopped inside her mouth and she started sucking it warmly, bathing it in the wetness of her mouth. She tickled it with her tongue and played it about every which way. She heard him groan deeply.
"Jesus, you really know what you're doing, don't you?" he wheezed. "I've never had my balls sucked before."
Val let his ball slip from her mouth and moved over to the other one. She was making wet, lewd sucking sounds with her mouth. Her tongue was cradling his ball gently as she sucked. And she glanced around the stiff column of his cock from time to time to check on his reaction. His eyes had glazed over and his chest was heaving.
"Ohhhhh, fuck," he moaned. "Suck 'em. Suck my nuts!"
Val pumped his cock slowly in her fist, tilting it first this way and then that as she shifted from one ball to the other. At one point she moved his balls close together with her fingers, flopped her mouth down over his entire ball sac. It took some effort, but she soon had both swollen balls caught in her sucking mouth. Her cheeks bulged lewdly.
"Ohhhnnn, fuck! Ohhhnnn shit!" he croaked. He gripped the arms of the chair and his knuckles grew white.
"Ssspppllfff! You like that? You like me sucking your balls?" she snorted, letting his aching balls slip from her mouth. His ball-sac shone wetly with the juices of her mouth. The tiny sprouting hairs glistened.
"Jesus, lady, you should be teaching sucking for a living, not all that other stuff. I'd really listen to you in class then. You really know what you're doing. Oh fuck!"
Val had begun licking up the underside of his cock, scraping her tongue this way and that. She worked her way up the shaft slowly, again following every vein and bump with her tongue. Finally, she reached the bloated cockhead. She stared at him over it, her big blue eyes glowing. She was kissing his cock head and smiling at the same time.
Then, very slowly, she let her full lips fold down over the purple dome of his cockhead. Her eyes never left his face as she did this. Her face was flushed with lust and pleasure. She seemed to be having the time of her life. His cockhead disappeared into the soft wet chamber of her mouth. She began to suck with gentle, easy motions of her mouth. Her head tilted down slightly.
"Ohhhhhh!" he grunted, glaring at her gorgeous face. Her bright red lips shone wetly as she moved them further and further down on his bloated cock shaft. Her tongue was sweeping this way and that.
She angled her head slightly as she slid down his cock, and soon the bloated cockhead had bumped the roof of her mouth and drilled into the back of her throat. Inch after inch of swollen cock meat slid between her lips, and soon more than half his prick was embedded in her face. She paused a second and her nostrils flared wildly.
"You won't be able to take it all. Don't hurt yourself," he warned her. There was a husky catch to his voice.
"Mmmfffmmmfff!" she mumbled.
And she immediately tilted her head some more and went to work on the rest of his aching cock. Her lips crept down a bit at a time, absorbing another couple of inches of meat.
The fingers of one hand circled his cock at its base, but now she removed them as she approached with her lips. Her other hand tickled his swollen ball-sac gently. Her mouth formed a tight seal around the ugly bulk of his cock. Her cheeks swelled out and then hollowed as she blew him.
"Don't hurt yourself! Jesus!" he croaked, his eyes glued to her swollen face. He couldn't believe she was trying to suck in his entire cock.
"Mmmmfff!" she snorted, and with a last lazy droop of her eyelids she paused, the whole of his cock embedded in her face. Her pretty little nose was buried in his crotch hair and she was snorting loudly.
"Oh fuck! You did it! You ate up my whole cock!" he wheezed. He felt the tremors in his balls as she continued to tickle him there with her fingers.
She grunted and almost immediately she was backing off, withdrawing up the length of his cock. Her ovaled mouth left a slick wet trail up the length of his prick. His cock shone as if it had been greased.
Her mouth rose up till she had only the swollen cockhead between her lips. Her nostrils flared as she drew in bouts of air. But almost immediately she was ramming back down again, forcing her lovely wet mouth all the way back down into his wiry crotch hair. A couple of strands of his pubic hair got caught between her teeth as she rose up yet again.
"Ohhhh fuck! What a cock-sucker!" he croaked. There were more wild stirrings in his tortured balls.
Val slid up and down on his cock for some time, setting up a steady rhythm and sticking to it. Her pretty blonde head bobbed up and down erotically. And as she proceeded her strokes on his cock became shallower. Her mouth slid only halfway down his cockshaft. She wrapped her fist around the base of his prick again and began to jerk him off.
"Jesus! You're gonna get a mouthful of cum if you don't slow up!" he snorted. His nuts really were starting to quake between his thighs. At this rate, he'd be blasting in just a matter of seconds.
She ignored him for the time being, content to shuck her face up and down. Her mouth and hands showed him no mercy at all. But then at the last moment, when he thought for sure he'd lost all control, she suddenly lifted up off his cock, slopped her mouth off it entirely, and let go of it with her hand. It flopped back against his belly like a landed fish, twitching and throbbing.
"What… ohhhhh… huh…?" he muttered, his eyes rolling at her. He glanced at his cock, amazed that it wasn't spurting jets of white jizz.
"Maybe we should let you cool off, then," she put in sweetly, as if she was a nurse telling him what was best for him. "I'd like to use my tits on you. Would you like that? Would you like me to rub my tits all over your poor hot cock?"
Bob groaned, staring at her wildly. Then he watched as she unbuttoned her blouse, slipped it from her shoulders, showed him the glorious swollen mounds of her big tits. There was no bra for her to remove, and the mighty jugs tumbled free quickly, their nipples jutting up to the ceiling like thick stubs of wood. She leaned over him and her tits swayed out from her chest like over-filled wineskins.
"Oh no. Oh God," he groaned, as if he couldn't stand much more of this glorious torture. He watched as she tilted his cock with her fingers, slotted it gently into the deep trough between her tits.
"You want me to fuck you with my tits? Would you like that?" she purred.
And while she watched him closely she began pumping herself up and down on her haunches, driving his cock in and out of her cleavage. She let go his cock and pressed both tits to each side of it, trapping it. His poor cock was damn near steaming in the embrace of her tits.
He wheezed, gripping the arms of his chair tightly. Her tits were so tight on his cock he really did feel like he was being fucked, or at least jerked off. The jizz still swirled in his nuts.
"Your cock is so hard! Are you about to burst? Are you really about to burst your balls?" she teased. She smiled at him warmly, as if they were old friends.
She suddenly leaned back on her heels, letting his cock slip free of her tits. But then she was grabbing it with her fingers, tilting it over, drawing it toward her swollen, erect nipple. With slow, lazy, roundabout movements, she started rubbing his cockhead against her hard nipple. A pearl of clear fluid oozed from his cock tip and smudged the pink circle around it.
"You gotta give me a break! I can't take much more of this!" he moaned. And there was real desperation in his voice. He gazed down with wild eyes at his cock.
"But I am giving you a break. I thought this would be easier for you than my sucking," Val said innocently. She shifted his cock over to her other tit and began rubbing his prick head into this second nipple.
"Ohhhh fuck! Ohhhh shit!" he croaked, and all at once he felt a melting sensation in his balls. He stared helplessly at the swollen shaft of his cock.
"Okay then, I'll go back to sucking," she said. Her head dipped and her mouth ovaled as she pulled his hard on back toward her face.
His cock head was maybe two inches from her open mouth when it squeaked, its piss-slit opened, and out shot a silver streak of hot cum. The jet, which if shot out in the open might have leapt over a foot, fired directly between her open lips, smacking her in the teeth with a audible rattle. It hit the roof of her mouth, bounced off her tongue, and split into several streams that slithered into the back of her throat.
"Ohhhh fuck! Ohhh shit!" he groaned, and he humped his cock through the cradle of her fist.
Val was caught by surprise, but she acted quickly. She swallowed, gulping down a great thick wad of spunk. Then she closed her pretty lips around the top of his cock, just around the cockhead, pumping the base of his prick steadily with her hand the whole time. She stuck her tongue just below his split piss-slit and waited.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh!" he grunted. His ass was humping up and down in his chair and again his knuckles were white on the chair arms.
Val felt a huge streamer of cum dash across her tongue and into the back of her mouth. The force of it was so powerful, it surprised her. Again she swallowed, siphoning off as much of the steaming goo as she could. But a great deal of it swirled about in her mouth, slopping between her cheeks and gums and oozing between her teeth.
"Suck it! Suck it all down!" he crooned. As he glared into her face a thick trickle of silver cum seeped from one corner of her mouth and dripped down toward her chin. Her eyes gazed back into his very seriously.
Her fist pumped his cock steadily, and another monster jizz-jet spurted off into her mouth. Adding to all the cum still squirming about in her mouth, this really clogged things up. She swallowed, but she found herself choking, gagging on the hot swirls of goop. She raised her mouth up off his cock and her lips sagged open with all the weight of cum.
"Oohhhh fuck! Ohhh fuck!" he croaked.
And as he watched a thick wall of silver slime fell from her lips and slopped heavily over the still spurting spike of his cock. Great gooey ropes of jizz drooled over her pumping fingers, webbing them together. Silver cum strands flopped into his dark crotch hair.
She held her drooling mouth inches above his twitching cock head and her fist never once lost a beat on his straining cock shaft. Another long silver jet spurted up, straight between her gaping lips, only to tumble back down off her tongue almost at once. She smacked her lips together, trying to retain as much cum as possible. But she lost gobs of it.
He moaned deeply, half out of his mind at the sight of his prim little teacher spewing globs of cum from her mouth. She was so enthusiastic. She wouldn't give up, wouldn't back off. She stayed right where she was, inches from his spurting cock, letting wad after wad of sizzling jizz shoot into her mouth. She didn't seem, like the same woman she was in the classroom.
She tugged on his cock one more time, and a final jet of slime spurted free, again directly between her gaping, waiting lips. This one she caught in time. Her lips closed and she tilted her face back slightly, forcing the cum into the back of her throat. She swallowed deeply, sucking down a great jelly-like mess of spunk. Then she closed her lips over his cockhead one more time.
"Eat it all! Suck down all my cum!" he pleaded. He stared at her with glazed eyes.
Val milked out the dregs of his cum with her pumping fist, sucking out the last of the slime, drawing it deep into her throat. Her head bobbed slowly and her fist squeezed his cock. And only when she was satisfied he had no more jizz to shoot did she lift her smeared mouth off his bloated cock head. She glanced down at his reddened prick affectionately.
And then she turned her face up to look at him, and she smiled, as if he'd just done her some enormous favor. Strings of silver cum slopped from her lips and drooled down over her chin. Spunk dangled from her chin in long elastic ropes which danced weirdly from side to side as she moved. Her lower face was wet and shiny and spangled with gobs of white.
"I don't believe it! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he gasped, completely drained. He sagged back in his chair as if he'd run some great distance.
"You like that?" she smiled. "Did I suck your cock real good?"