Chapter 1
"Hey, Gonzales, looks like you got a hard-on!" Candy Simpson heard a boy in her class say in a teasing voice that was slightly too loud to be a whisper.
"Yeah, Tony, I guess I do!" she heard the kid reply in a low voice, obviously intended to be heard by his teacher.
Candy shuffled nervously through the pile of test papers on her desk and tried to avoid looking out into the class. They were at it again, the devils, trying to get under her skin, trying to make her break. She wondered how long she could maintain her composure under such a constant onslaught of dirty teasing.
Candy shut her eyes and wished she were back in the little town of Mill Creek where her students paid attention in class and treated her with some respect. It wasn't that Candy was less than dedicated to the teaching profession or that she harbored any ill feeling toward her eighth grade students. She had taught for thirteen years and had done an excellent job. But teaching was turning out to be something other than the relatively carefree task she had known it to be in the past.
Candy had taught for thirteen years in a school system in the Midwest where people at least pretended to respect teachers. Life had been easy for her in the town of Mill Creek. She had been honored again and again by the townspeople for her dedication to her profession. She had become one of the leading citizens of the quiet little town, and one of the most respected. Unfortunately, Candy had grown tired of all that respect.
Though her life in Mill Creek had been easy, it had been a crushing bore. Nothing ever happened, at least nothing of any interest to Candy. Life had become a meaningless day to day drag that had brought her down farther and farther every year. She grew tired of the town meetings, the church socials, the PTA get-togethers, the ladies' clubs and all the nonsense and sham of small town life. She had found that her good reputation was suffocating her. She had come to realize that people thought of her more as a teacher than as a friend. And the men of Mill Creek had come to think of her more as a teacher than as a woman.
For years Candy had put on a show of aloofness, at first because she had thought aloofness to be the only proper attitude for a teacher. Her mother had taught most of her life and had passed along to Candy many of her somewhat old-fashioned attitudes toward the profession. Candy, like her mother, had kept her distance from her students, had denied her desire to be more human and communicative. She had put herself on an ivory pedestal, isolated from the rest of the world to a large extent. By the time she had realized how self-destructive her isolation was, it was too late to change her ways. She had come to understand that she was all alone in the world and growing more miserable all the time.
Candy had always craved adventure, at least in her private thoughts. She was, after all, a vibrant and beautiful woman, at least underneath the drab clothes she habitually wore to hide her real self. She was a woman quite capable of getting into stimulating situations, if only she would allow herself. Candy had the same desires other women had-the same need for men, the same burning sexual longings, the same need for warmth and openness. But warmth and openness had been beyond her reach, at least as long as she stayed in Mill Creek.
Candy had been a prisoner of her own good reputation, a prisoner of her own high moral principles, principles which she knew were false and self-destructive. She hadn't dared step beyond the boundaries of propriety that she had drawn around herself, and those boundaries were tight, indeed.
As soon as Candy had come to realize the source of her misery, she had moved to save herself. It had been difficult, but she had turned her back on the stale, but clean life of Mill Creek and the self-limiting morality that permeated the atmosphere of the town. She had shocked everyone in town by announcing at a PTA meeting that she had accepted a teaching job on the west side of Chicago.
Candy had been warned emphatically, both by the citizens of Mill Creek and by the officials of the school system she was entering that teaching at Parkinson Junior High School would not bear any resemblance to teaching at her own little school in the country. Candy had weighed the pros and cons of the move and had decided to go through with it. When she had thought of the joys of discovery that she would bring to her young students, her heart leaped. They would be starved for knowledge. She had discovered soon enough that knowledge wasn't all they were starved for.
Candy had been teaching in her new classroom for only a week, and already the boys in class had made her life miserable, but in a strangely exciting way. She had decided that as part of her change of attitude, she would no longer hide herself behind a facade of prudishness. She would throw off her drab dress and let the world see her as she really was. It had been a mistake.
As soon as Candy had walked into class, a howl had gone up that had made her shiver. She had never heard so many wolf whistles and dirty vocalizations. She had almost looked behind her to see if the boys had been reacting to someone who had come in behind her. When she had been certain that she had indeed inspired the unexpected reception, the nervous schoolteacher had understood that something new and dangerous was ahead of her, something far different from her teaching experience at Mill Creek.
"Hey, Chance! Looks like ole Gonzales is gettin' turned on again!" another husky voice said in a tone that made Candy's pussy quiver.
"Shit, yeah, Dick, it's her!" Chance Jackson, a tall, black fourteen-year-old with a reputation as a stud laughed out loud. "Teacher's givin' us all hard-ons today!"
Candy couldn't believe even now that the boys could talk that way in class, especially with girls in the room. She had heard an occasional nasty word in her years at Mill Creek, but she had always put a stop to such filthy talk right away and that had finished it. But her class at Parkinson knew more dirty words than the boys at Mill Creek, or at least it seemed so. It seemed that every other word the boys said was enough to make a sailor blush. How could they do such dirty things? How could they talk about hard-ons and dirty things like that in front of her?
Candy had no idea in the world how to control the boys in her class. The problem was that the boys, although they were young, were men already. She knew that life in the big city had a tendency to mature young men in a hurry and she could forgive them for their lack of manners in class. But they had already gone far beyond the realms of human decency, and they showed no sign of any willingness to reform. Only yesterday she had heard Chance Jackson and Tony Angelini discussing in the most disgusting of sexual terms Chance's night with Lucinda Lewis, a beautiful black girl who sat only three aisles away, even as they discussed her. Candy had blushed uncontrollably whenever she had heard such words as cunt and cock and fuck. It had been too much for her in the end. She had heard Chance say that he had made Lucinda bend over and take his cock into her cunt from behind. She had also heard him say that the luscious girl had sucked his cock for him. Candy had only dreamed of such things. She had listened intently, pretending to be attending to her grading duties, had listened until she had been able to stand no more. She had jumped up and run from the room, dismissing class just as she had slammed the door behind her. She- still remembered the laughter that had filled the room as soon as she had run away. She was determined not to let the class make a fool of her again.
As disgusted as Candy was by the dirty things the boys talked about, she was perhaps even more disgusted by the things she heard the girls saying. In the restroom she had heard three girls from her class talking about Shani Peters. She had pretended not to listen even when they had said that Shani liked other girls as sex partners. Candy had been shocked. She hadn't been able to believe that a delicate and lovely little girl like Shani could possibly be interested in other women.
She had heard Wendy Wilkes say that Shani and Laura Weston were licking each other's cunts every night. She had even heard a story to the effect that Shani liked to have Wendy stick big cucumbers and bananas between her legs and fuck her with them until she came. Candy had closed her eyes and tried to imagine such wild and depraved things. Every time she had seen Shani since, she had wondered how true the stories were.
Candy's students were far from the innocent, or at least well-behaved boys and girls at Mill Creek. She knew that she should hate them for their show of disrespect for her and that she should feel bitter over their shameless teasing. But there was something about the halls of Parkinson that excited Candy and made her want to stay, at least until tomorrow. There was a certain wickedness about the place that held her there. There was a certain freedom about the students that excited her as nothing else ever had. They were lusty, unabashed, lascivious beyond belief, and always hot and horny. She really wanted to gain control of the situation and remain there, not only for professional reasons, but also because the young people made her pussy tingle sometimes.
Candy had always found it difficult to keep her sexual instincts under control when she thought about young boys and girls. She had always had a strange fascination for her male pupils. Never having experienced the joys of fucking, the hot-assed woman could only imagine what it would be like to fuck. She had often caught herself staring between the legs of the boys in her class, but in Mill Creek, her attentions had gone unnoticed. After all, what teacher would dare look at a student's crotch? At Parkinson Junior High, however, any show of interest on her part was sure to create a stir.
Candy had been having a hell of a time keeping her glance from falling between the boys' legs, especially when they talked about having erections. Candy had seen a boy in her class in Mill Creek with a hard-on once and it had fascinated her. She had stared at the long hard lump that had extended down the leg of the boy's tight pants. She tried to imagine how his cock would look out of his pants. Before long she had begun to imagine how a boy's hard cock would feel in her hand. Her mind swam with hot visions of fucking with Jack Darby that day. She had imagined pulling off her dress and spreading her long lithe legs for the boy. She had imagined opening the lips of her rosy cunt and beckoning Jack to come to her. She had imagined the sensation deep in her excited cunt when his hard, dripping cock had pushed into the crack between her legs. She had almost felt the flash of an orgasm in her pussy that afternoon, and she had never forgotten the experience, an experience inspired by the mere sight of a hard-on between a fourteen-year-old boy's legs. The things her class did and said now were infinitely bolder than young Jack's inadvertent display of his hard cock. The effect on her lusty mind was powerful beyond belief. She was beginning to seethe with a passion she knew she had to control.
"Go ahead, Gonzales! Go ahead, man! Spread 'em wider so teacher can see your fuckin' hard dick!" Tony Angelini laughed in a low controlled voice. "Bet she'd like that!"
"Aw, c'mon, you guys! I'm all embarrassed!" Julio chuckled, slouching in his seat and spreading his long lean legs.
Candy was going wild inside with embarrassment and ever increasing excitement. She didn't dare run from the room again. If she did, she would never be able to face the class, or herself, again. She had to fight the urges that continued to build within her. She wanted desperately to look out at the class and see if the boys were telling the truth about Julio and' his hard-on. She wanted desperately to watch the girls in the class reacting as they usually did to such dirty episodes. She wanted desperately to stare between the handsome boy's legs and fill her horny mind with images of his hard cock and all the wonderful things it could do for her, things that she had only dared imagine.
"Julio, darling, you should be ashamed of yourself!" Tina Montez said in a voice as sweet as honey. "What will Miss Simpson think?"
"That's right, Julio!" Terri Witzler smiled. "Miss Simpson will think we're a bunch of depraved animals!"
"Which is true of course ..." Rosita Perez said in a low, sultry voice.
In the howl of laughter that followed, Candy managed to glance up at the clock. It was almost time for the bell. She couldn't believe that she had made it through another day. When the bell finally rang, the poor woman almost collapsed with relief.
"Class dismissed," she said weakly, knowing perfectly well that most of the kids were already out the door and down the hall.
Candy waited until she was sure that all the dirty-minded roughnecks were out of the room, then rested her forehead on her pile of test papers. She felt miserable and frustrated, but at least she had managed to get through another day without letting her students break her spirit, and that was better than nothing. Maybe she would make it yet.
She was almost feeling calm again when she opened her eyes and saw young Julio sitting in his seat as calmly as ever, his big black eyes burning into her, his legs spread wide, his cock sticking several inches down the leg of his pants. Candy's eyes were all over him at once, flashing from his glistening eyes down the front of his sturdy looking young body all the way to his bulging crotch. She knew that her reaction to him was glaringly obvious. She knew that he could see her eyes roving uncontrollably over his body and darting back to his eyes.
"J . . . Julio ... I... I thought you'd gone .. . with . . . with the rest of the class .. . I. .. what . .. ?" she stumbled, looking down at the papers on her desk, somehow managing to tear her eyes away from the boy.
"You wanna know what I want, huh?" Julio said calmly, never taking his eyes off her.
"Well... I... I suppose I do . . . after all. . . you . . . you don't usually pay much attention in class . . . and ..." Candy stammered, her belly fluttering with fear.
"And you don't think a punk like me'd wanna stay after, right? You don't think I wanna learn nothin'!" Julio said with a trace of contempt in his voice.
"Well... I didn't think you were interested enough in your work to stay after school. Do you ... do you have a question? About the test, perhaps?" Candy asked, her voice shaky, her lips trembling.
"I ain't got no questions about the fuckin' test! What the fuck? Who gives a shit about fuckin' tests, anyway?" Julio said, still staring at the fine-looking schoolteacher.
"Julio! Please watch your language! Please!" Candy heard herself gasp, wishing immediately that she hadn't reacted so strongly to the boy's language.
"My language? Aw, shit, Miss Simpson, I'm gonna talk any goddamn way I fuckin' wanna! Got that, Miss Simpson? That's one of the first things you gotta learn around here, lady! You gotta learn 'the language! See? You gotta get used to words like fuck and cock and mother-fucker and stuff like that! Us kids from the slums gotta use words like that. Them's the only words we know!" Julio said in a teasing voice. "We're real low class, Miss Simpson!"
"But... I... I didn't mean that... I understand that you ... that you live differently," the nervous and frustrated woman tried to explain, knowing all the while that every word she said made things worse.
"You damn right we live different! We ain't like you high class types! We ain't ashamed of nothin'! You dig?"
"I've noticed," Candy said softly, feeling the boy's intensity, feeling herself being strangely moved by it.
"There's lots of other things that's different about us guys too, Miss Simpson! For one thing we take what we want when we want it bad enough! See?" Julio said, getting out of his seat and moving toward the schoolteacher, his stiff dick rubbing against the material of his Levi's, making his cock tingle.
"What do you mean? I... I don't understand ..." Candy said weakly, feeling like darting out of the room.
"You think I'm stayin' after school to learn somethin'?" the boy asked, standing before the frightened woman, just waiting for her to raise her lovely head and look him in the eye. "Shit, Miss Simpson, I think you oughta take some lessons from me!"
"What. . . what do you mean? I... I don't understand ..." she almost cried.
"There's all kinds of things you can learn around here, baby!" the boy said. "Like for one thing, when somethin' turns you on, you oughta go ahead and let it happen! Know what I mean?"
Candy shook her head negatively, still afraid to look at the boy.
"I mean, you should watch the guys and chicks in class here! When a guy feels like gettin' stiff or somethin' he just goes ahead and lets it happen! I bet those little brats you taught in that dumb-ass town you came from would've left the fuckin' room instead of gettin' a hard-on in front of the girls! Shit, Miss Simpson, I like gettin' a hard-on in class! I like lettin' the chicks have a good, long look! Makes my nuts feel real good! Know what I mean? I kinda like to let the chicks see what they're gonna get if they let me fuck 'em!" the boy said, obviously enjoying the effect his words were having on the frightened older woman.
"Julio! Please! Please don't talk that way! I-" Candy pleaded, her cunt warming with lust.
"You like lookin' at guys' cocks?" Julio asked, his eyes smoldering with lust. "Huh? You like lookin' at my hard dick?"
"I... I can't..." Candy sobbed. "Please don't do this to me!"
"I ain't done nothin' to you yet, Miss Simpson! What is that shit? I ain't laid a finger on you!" the boy said. "Now why don't you answer me, teacher? You like seein' my stiff one?"
"But... I... I didn't..." Candy cried softly. "I didn't see anything!"
"Don't gimme that shit, teacher! I know you saw it, baby! When you saw me sittin' there you looked at me like you was lookin' right through my fuckin' pants! Huh? Didn't ya?" the boy persisted, leaning his elbow on the desk and staring at her.
"No! No! I didn't look at you! I... I didn't! I couldn't! It would be dirty! I just couldn't! Please go! Please leave me alone!" she sobbed.
"Dirty? My dick ain't dirty, Miss Simpson! I took a fuckin' bath this mornin'! Wanna see it?" he smiled wickedly, his hand going down in front of his lean young body.
"No! I don't want to see anything! Please, Julio!" she cried, watching his hand move down to his crotch out of the corner of her eye.
"How old are you, Miss Simpson?" the boy asked in a slightly less taunting voice.
"Why . . . I'm thirty-six," Candy said weakly.
Julio turned and walked over to the blackboard, leaning up against it and watching his teacher. Candy couldn't resist raising her head now and confronting the boy. She thought he could see right through her, and right through her clothes. He seemed to be raping her with his eyes, seemed to be peeling off her clothes and roving over the naked curves of her feminine form. His stare was enough to make her shiver.
"You're a mighty sexy woman, Miss Simpson!" the boy said appreciatively. "You got great tits! I can see that! Fuck! Just look at them fuckers! Big round things, ain't they? You know half the guys in class stiffened up this period? You know what you're doin' to us guys?" the boy asked.
"Doing to you? I. . . I'm not doing anything to you," Candy said, wiping the tears from her blue eyes.
"Sure you are, Miss Simpson! You're turnin' us all on! Just lookin' at you almost makes a guy cream his fuckin' jeans! You're too much! No shit, Miss Simpson! You're the sexiest thing we've seen around here in a long time!" he explained, a wicked smile on his handsome dark face.
"But I... I'm not... I'm not like that... I'm not.. . not sexy," she said, blushing uncontrollably.
Candy felt a strange stirring inside her. No one had ever dared to say that she was sexy, although she knew that many men in Mill Creek had wanted to get into her well-filled pants. She had been admired from afar before, but no one had ever had the nerve to approach her, the model of propriety, with a suggestion of such a nasty thing as sex. But Julio seemed to have no qualms about telling her how sexy she was. It filled her with a strange and exciting mixture of embarrassment, womanly pride, and sexual longing. She felt herself melting in the heat of her young student's gaze.
"You're not sexy, huh? Shit, baby, you've even got Shani hot in the cunt!" the young stud said. "Just about every guy in this goddamn school wants ta get you!"
"Get me? You don't mean-" she gasped, her cunt tingling in spite of her fear of the boy and the situation in which she found herself.
"Sure! We all wanna fuck the piss out of ya! What's so fuckin' strange about that? You're a sexy piece and the guys wanna get some!" Julio said, his pearly white teeth showing through his broad smile.
"Oh, God! I didn't realize! I'll have to leave! I... I'll go and resign right now!" Candy cried, starting toward the door.
"Bullshit!" Julio barked, slamming the door shut as soon as she had opened it. "That's the easy way out, baby! Around here nobody takes the easy way out!" the boy said, standing in front of the door and holding her tightly in a strong grip.
Candy felt the warmth of Julio's strong hand surging through her shoulder. She had never been touched by a man before, and Julio was a man, even though he was only fourteen. She was filled with a sense of possession, as if the young man had taken her, as if she could only give in to his desires, as if she could only weakly protest.
"You're hurting me!" she sobbed.
"Aw ..." the boy said mockingly. "I'm hurting you! Well, we don't wanna do that!"
"Please, Julio! Please leave me alone," she pleaded.
"You don't wanna be left alone, Miss Simpson! We all know that! You want what all the other chicks around here want! You want my fuckin' dick! You wanna take it outa my fuckin' pants and suck on it till it squirts in your goddamn mouth! C'mon baby, that what you want? Huh? Answer me, Miss Simpson! You like hard cocks? Huh?" the horny boy growled, squeezing Candy's delicate arm in a hard and relentless grip.
"No! I don't want it! You're . .. you're just a boy and I'm a grown woman! I ... I can't want you! I can't!" she cried, knowing that her protests were of no use.
"You can't? You do though, don't you? Cut the shit, teacher! You want my cock right in your sweet face! Damn, you got a pretty mouth! I sure would like to feel them lips around my cock!" Julio said in a low, powerful voice, his eyes burning into hers, his hot hard-on throbbing between his legs.
"No, Julio! I'll tell Mr. Walters! I'll call the police! I... I can't I can't let this happen! It. . . it's not right! I can't!" she begged.
"Fuck that, teacher! You ain't gonna tell no fuckin' cops, baby! You know why? 'Cause you're gonna love it too much! When I get done with you, you're gonna be beggin' for more! You're not gonna tell that Walters bastard and ruin your goddamn fun! No fuckin' way! You're gonna beg for this fucker!" the boy said, reaching down with one strong hand and rubbing the bulge of his hard dick while he held Candy's trembling arm with the other.
Candy's cunt was alive with sensation. She wanted desperately to escape the rough boy's advances, but she couldn't, not only because he held her in his strong grip but because deep down inside she knew that every wicked thing he said about her was true. She really did want to suck the boy's hard cock. She really did want to wrap her lips around the naked shaft of his big, hot hard-on. She really did want to fall to her knees before the street-toughened boy and worship his power and mastery.
"Yeah! Now you're gettin' the idea! You know how much you want it!" the dark-complected young tough grinned, feeling a stirring deep in his balls when the sexy schoolteacher looked up at him with her glittering blue eyes.
Candy tried to explain her sudden change of attitude and make him understand that she really meant everything she had said in her cries of protest. She couldn't utter a word. She knew that the boy saw right through her, knew that he understood how desperately she wanted him. She was filled with burning shame, shame that brought a flush to her lovely pale cheeks. There was nothing she could do now to control herself. She would have to let the boy use her as he wished, hoping only that he would treat her with at least some respect, hoping that he wouldn't hurt her too much in his ravishment of her body and mind.
"You ever had a man before, Miss Simpson? Or don't they got men where you come from? How about it, baby? You ever see a cock?" the hard kid asked with a dirty grin.
Candy shook her head negatively. It was true. Candy had never set eyes on a real flesh and blood cock in her thirty-six years of self-denial. She knew that she Was about to see one for the first time. The prospect filled her with excitement and dread.
"You gotta be shittin' me! You mean you're still a fuckin' virgin?!" the boy asked, his nuts tensing in his pants. "You mean you ain't never had one of these fuckers in your goddamn cunt?"
Candy shook her head again. She reached back and brushed her long blonde hair from her eyes. She suddenly realized how incredibly sexy she really looked, even in her state of near panic. It was no wonder the boy was excited. She had worn her new pink sweater and a short skirt that seemed to expose more leg than it hid. Her huge tits bulged beneath her tight wool sweater, a tempting sight for any horny boy. If only she had worn her usual dull clothes. If only she hadn't decided to make a show of her body, perhaps none of this would have happened. It was too late to change anything now. She was about to be raped, and she knew it!
"Get on your knees, schoolteacher! Go on! I ain't gonna hurt ya! Do it! I'm just gonna give you a little higher education! That's all, baby! You ain't never had a cock! Shit! Kinda hard to believe, Miss Simpson!" Julio said in a voice thick with lust. "Down on your knees!"
Candy felt the pressure of the boy's hand on her shoulder, forcing her down. She resisted weakly but eventually gave in to the boy's great strength. When she was on her knees before him she stared at his swollen crotch, trying to avert her eyes all the while.
"Go on, Miss Simpson! Look at it! Take a good long look! See that crotch? See how it bulges! You know what's under that zipper, teacher? Huh? You know what's makin' that crotch swell up like that?" Julio asked with a dirty grin. "C'mon, answer me now! I'm the goddamn teacher now, baby!"
"No ... I... I don't know ..." she whimpered.
"There's balls under there, Miss Simpson! There's big heavy balls and a long hard cock! How 'bout that, Miss Simpson? You know that big dick's all swelled up and hotter'n hell? Huh? You know how hard a cock gets when some sexy bitch like you turns a guy on? That fucker's hotter'n a poker! No shit! Fuck, teacher! I bet you'd burn your little hand if you touched my cock! Go ahead! Go ahead, little bitch! Touch my cock!" Julio ordered, taking the thirty-six-year-old woman's delicate hand and pressing it palm down against the swelling of his cockshaft.
"I... I don't want to!" she protested as she felt her hand touching the warm bulge of his rampant erection.
"Sure you wanna! Don't lie to me, teacher! You wanna feel a man's cock as much as any other hot-assed chick! Now feel it and shut the fuck up! Yeah! Feel it all over! That's right, teacher! Run that hand up and down my leg! How's that feel to you? Feel's pretty fuckin' good to me!" Julio said, his mammoth cock jerking harder and harder beneath the material of his tight Levi's.
Candy couldn't quite believe how wonderful the boy's cock felt against her delicate hand. She moved her trembling hand up and down the swollen length of his cock just as he had ordered. The incredible heat of the kid's jerking cock surged through the denim and warmed Candy's exploring hand. She had never imagined that a cock could feel so good against her sensitive fingers. Even through his pants, the feel of his prick made her heart race.
"You like that, don't ya?" Julio asked, his eyes blazing with excitement as the horny virgin schoolteacher felt his jerking stick.
"I... I... I don't know ..." she whispered, her hand still running over the bulge of his throbbing cock.
"Sure you know! You love it! They all do! You know how long that fucker is, Miss Simpson?" the boy asked, looking into her blue eyes.
"No. It's awfully . .. awfully long ..." she said.
"Nine inches, baby! Got nine inches of hard meat down there for you!" he said, his hands on his hips now, knowing that he didn't have to hold her at her knees any more.
"Nine inches! I. .. oh, God!" she said, wanting desperately to tear his cock out of his pants.
"You like it all right! Most chicks don't get nine inches, Miss Simpson! Most guys ain't got nine inches to give 'em! But I got it all and I'm gonna give it to ya! I'm gonna let you have every hard inch of that dick! How's that grab you? You like that?" he said, his dick dripping with excitement. "Sure you do! You wanna see it? You wanna see it naked? Sure you do! Come on now, teacher! Ask me for it! Beg!" the boy rasped.
"But ... I ... I can't ..." Candy whimpered.
"Sure you can! Say it! 'Please let me see your cock!' C'mon!" the kid said, making a fist and threatening his teacher.
"P . . . please . . . please let me see your . . . your . . . your cock ..." the frightened woman said softly, barely able to say the dirty word.
"Well, little lady, since you insist!" Julio snickered, reaching down and touching his zipper. "Now wait a minute, Miss Simpson! I'd kinda like to hear you said some dirty words first! You know what I mean? The way you said cock kinda sounded like you never said that before! That right? Your mouth too clean to say shit like that?" the boy teased.
"I've . . . never said anything dirty!" Candy said.
"Say a few words then, baby! Go on! It'll loosen you up a little! Besides, Miss Simpson, I like to hear chicks say dirty stuff! Makes me hot! You know all the goddamn words! You've heard 'em! Say 'em! That's all right, bitch! Nobody's gonna hear 'em except old Julio!" the kid said, his hand poised over his straining zipper, ready to let his cock out. "C'mon! I ain't gonna let you see this dick till you say some dirty words!"
"C... cock," Candy said in a barely audible whisper, looking up nervously and hoping that she had done enough.
"Shit, teacher, that ain't enough! Say some more! You just keep talkin' dirty till I tell you to stop! Got that? I'll even let my zipper down a little bit every time you say somethin' that makes my cock jerk!" the boy said. "The more stuff you say the faster you can see this fucker!"
"F . . . fuck ..." the woman said softly, watching the boy pull down his zipper a fraction of an inch. "Dick . . . cunt..." she continued, getting more and more excited by the second, excited by the sight of the boy's throbbing cock-bulge and by the sound of her own voice as the dirty words tumbled from her mouth. "Suck! Motherfucker! Balls! Hard-on! Pussy! Twat! Tits! Nuts! Screw! Ball! Ass! Fuck! Fuck! Clit! Nipples!" she cried as the boy's zipper went down farther and farther. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Dick! Cock! Oh, God! Julio! Let me see you! Let me see your cock! I need it! I've needed a cock like yours for so long! Let me have it! Let me have you! I'm so excited! This is so dirty! So dirty and wonderful!" she cried.
"Now you're talkin'! Okay, baby! You've earned it! Besides, my goddamn cock's gettin' too hot in my jeans! It needs some fresh air!" the boy said, tugging his zipper down all the way.
Julio unsnapped his pants, watching the woman's eager reaction all the while. He knew how hot she was between the legs, and knew that she was ready for anything he wanted to do to her. They were all alike. He had ravished three new teachers already that year. They all protested and then went wild for his cock in no time. She would be no different in her reactions to his boldness and cock, although she was a hell of a lot sexier than most of the women he had screwed. The last teacher had been in her late fifties, not that that had stopped him from getting his rocks off on her.
Candy couldn't help gasping out loud when she saw the dark hair on Julio's groin. The boy wasn't wearing any underpants and she could see his dark, curly hair inside his fly. She looked up at him pleadingly. She wanted nothing more in the world than to reach inside his open pants and search for the hard bulge of his cock, but she couldn't bring herself to take the step without some encouragement from him.
"Okay, Miss Simpson! Spread my pants open!" the dark, handsome young stud said to the blonde beauty. "Don't be scared! Reach in there and get my cock!"
Candy did as she was told, reaching up with both hands and opening the boy's Levi's. She stared wide-eyed into his naked crotch at the nest of black hair, his huge balls, and the root of his hard cock that disappeared down the leg of his pants.
"Get my balls! Feel those fuckers!" he ordered.
Candy's heart almost stopped when she forced herself to reach into his pants and take his tightly swollen balls in her lovely hands. She squeezed the kid's nuts gently, fondling the swollen eggs until she felt his strong legs stiffen. His balls were incredibly warm in her hands, as if all the power of his being was concentrated there. She had always wondered what a man's balls would feel like in her warm little hands, if they would be as exciting to the touch as she had always imagined them. And now she was actually holding his huge testicles in her hands, the testicles of a boy who was young enough to be her son.
"Reach in there and grab my dick! That's it, Miss Simpson! Hey, baby, you're real hot! That hand feels pretty fuckin' good on that old cock!" Julio rasped when he felt her delicate fingers wrap around the base of his thickly swollen, precum-slickened shaft.
"Do you ... do you want me to keep squeezing it?" she asked, her fingers squeezing the base of his cock.
"I want you to get that fucker all the way out and work on it real good!" the hard-cocked kid rasped.
"But... I... I don't know what to do ... " Candy whimpered, her cunt twitching between her legs.
"Push my fuckin' pants down! Yeah! Push them fuckers down! That's the only way you're gonna get that cock out! The damn thing's so big and stiff that it's stuck in there! Yeah! That's right, teacher! Push 'em down!" the horny young stud said, his nuts burning with lust.
Candy did as she was told, and did it with ever increasing eagerness. She watched more and more of the boy's hard young body come into full view as she pushed down his tight Levi's. She stared at his golden brown skin and longed to run her silken hands up and down his muscular legs, longed to touch his thick thighs, longed to explore the boy's body freely.
"Your pants are ... so ... so tight..." the hot-assed older woman said in a trembling voice.
"Damn right they are, Miss Simpson! You know why they're so fuckin' tight? Makes my dick show up better, teacher! That way you cock hungry chicks can see what you're gettin'! And you're really gonna get it!" the boy said in a thick voice full of lusty excitement.
Candy gasped when she pushed the kid's pants down and his huge length of hard male meat snapped out of his pants leg and bobbed up straight in front of him.
"Don't break the fucker off!" the boy said sharply, his body jerking noticeably when his dick pulled from his tight pants. "I'm gonna need that fucker!"
"I.. . I'm sorry!" Candy said weakly, staring wide-eyed at the towering hard-on in front of her.
Candy had never seen anything so beautiful and frightening in her life. The monstrous cock was at least nine inches long and as thick as her wrist. She had no idea that such a huge cock could grow on a boy of fourteen, or on any male, for that matter. Julio's hard cock seemed to have a life all its own. The massive thing jerked and throbbed even as she watched. She watched in utter amazement as a droplet of pre-cum oozed from the lips of the boy's dick-head.
"You like my cock?" he asked.
Candy nodded affirmatively, unable to hide her excitement.
"You like that stuff that comes out of it?" the boy asked wickedly.
The horny woman nodded again, her lovely blue eyes glittering with fear and excitement. She watched with eager eyes as the boy reached down to his cock and moved his thumb up the underside from the base all the way to the head, making a huge drop of pre-seminal fluid pour from its end. Candy watched the glistening fluid roll down the shaft of his dark-complected organ and disappear into the hair around it.
"First time you ever saw that?" the boy asked.
"Yes ... I. .. It's so ... so big!" she said, her eyes running up and down the shaft of the hot-looking thing.
"You wanna touch it?" the boy asked, taking the monster in his strong hand and pointing it down to her face.
"No... I... I couldn't... it... it's not right..." she protested weakly.
"You touch it, teacher! Right now! You felt it through my pants and now you're gonna feel the real thing!" the boy ordered, taking her hand and rubbing the back of it against his dripping dick.
"My-. .. my God! I... I can't! I shouldn't!" she gasped, feeling the boy's erect prick against the back of her silken hand.
Julio held her hand against his dick for a few seconds, listening to her protests, but knowing perfectly well that she wanted nothing more than to take his cock in her hand and play with it all day. It would only be a matter of time before she was wild with excitement, only a matter of time before she was ready to eat him alive. Sure of himself, the boy took his hand away from hers. She left her hand against his cock of her own free will. He knew that he had her now, had her in the grip of lust.
Candy felt the incredible heat of the kid's jerking prick surging through her hand and warming her entire body. Her pussy was already wet with musky cunt-juice, wet and tingling with the heat of her lust. She had to feel the boy's cock. She wanted him, wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She had no choice, after all. It wasn't as if she had seduced the young man. He had approached her, had forced her into whatever she was about to do. She couldn't be blamed for her act. Feeling a strange mixture of shame and lust, the hot-assed schoolteacher let her fingers wrap delicately around Julio's dripping cock.
"That's the way, teacher! You got nice, soft fingers", baby! That feels real nice! Just squeeze that cock for awhile! Yeah! Yeah!" the stiff-dicked young stud rasped, feeling the warmth of the woman's trembling hand soaking into his cock and nuts. "Okay, lady, now you grab my balls with the other hand! Okay! Yeah! Now just kinda play with 'em! Yeah, I know you can't get both of 'em in one hand! Just play with 'em one at a fuckin' time! Feels real good, teacher! How 'bout it, lady? You learnin' something'?"
"Y . .. yes . .. I'm learning ... I... " the woman struggled, not knowing what the boy expected of her. "Your .. . your cock is so ... so hard . . . and so hot!" she said, almost afraid to say anything that would excite the boy still further.
"It's gettin' hotter all the time too, teacher! You can start beatin' me off now!" the boy said, his balls tensing in the woman's nervous hand.
"B . . . beating you off?" Candy asked innocently, not knowing what the boy had in mind.
"You don't know 'bout beatin' off?" Julio laughed wickedly. "Jesus Christ! You really are a virgin!"
"I... I just don't know what to do, Julio ... I ... I want... I want to make you happy. Really I do ... " the woman struggled.
"Okay, baby, then make me happy! Beat me off! Start runnin' your hand up and down my cock! Yeah! Keep your fist wrapped around it! That's it! Up and down! Up and down! Real slow at first, then faster! Squeeze it real hard, teacher! That's the girl! Yeah! You don't know what that feels like, baby! Real fine!" the boy rasped as the helpless schoolteacher masturbated him.
"I'm doing it right, then?" she asked, her pretty hand moving up and down on the big swollen rod.
"Real good, for a virgin anyway!" the boy teased with a dirty grin.
Candy kept staring at the head of the kid's organ, wishing she had the nerve to kiss the thing. She wondered what the clear fluid that oozed from his cock-head would taste like on her tongue. It was a terribly dirty thought, but she was beyond controlling her desires now, and it wasn't her fault by any means. The boy's dick seemed to grow larger and larger the more she squeezed it. His cock-head, which had been a dark reddish color before, was now changing to a shiny purple. She wondered if she could be squeezing his hard-on too hard.
"Am I hurting you?" she asked in a trembling voice.
Julio laughed and told her to keep up the good work.
Encouraged by her sex-teacher's remark, she began moving her hand up and down his cock with ever increasing speed and urgency, making his balls swell in her hand. His nuts banged together every time her hand made a downward stroke. Every time her fist moved up the shaft, a droplet of crystal clear pre-cum oozed from his dick. She pounded his bulging cock with a passion, still fighting off the urge to taste the organ she was masturbating so eagerly.
"You wanna taste it now, baby?" she heard the boy ask.
"T-taste it? I... I couldn't..." she protested.
"Cut the shit! Do you wanna taste my cock or not?" the kid asked in a hard voice. "Huh?"
"No! I. .. yes! Yes! I do want to taste it! I... I can't help it! I want to!" she cried, finally giving in to her naked lusts.
"Give that fucker a kiss then!" Julio growled, his dick aching for the touch of a woman's lips.
Holding her breath, hot-assed Candy leaned toward the head of the boy's angry cock and pressed her lips against it. He held his cock with his fist while she kissed and licked it. The horny thirty-six-year-old beauty couldn't believe that the taste and scent of a man's penis could excite her so. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She wanted to plunge down on the salty-tasting head of his cock and suck him deep into her throat. She wanted to eat the dark, handsome boy's prick all the way to his big, swollen nuts.
"Move that tongue, Miss Simpson! Yeah! Lick that dick! Lick the fuckin' thing! You like it! You love it! Lick it! Make my dick burn, baby! Yeah! Now I'm really gettin' hot! Feel that dick drip! Kiss the head! All around it, baby! That's it! That's the stuff! Lick it up and down now! Right on! All the way! Lick down to the balls! Lick them nuts! Suck 'em! Okay! Take one of 'em into that pretty little mouth of yours! That's it! Feelin' good, baby! Yeah! Now the other nut! Suck it in there! I know it's big, baby, but you suck that ball anyway! It ain't gonna hurt me! I like havin' a chick suck my nuts!" the boy rasped, standing on his tiptoes in the incredible excitement of his lust.
Candy did as she was told, taking each of his big balls into her face and sucking on them as hard as she could. Her face was filled with hot male flesh. She was greedy for more. When she had sucked each of the kid's massive balls for awhile, she let them fall from her mouth and dangle between his spread legs. Then she began sucking the hard head of his boner, making the thing jerk harder and harder, making his body tense with excitement, making her own sensitive pussy drip with excitement.
"Take that dick! Suck it! Suck that fucker down your throat! You're doin' okay, baby! Eat me! Eat my prick!" the rough kid growled, feeling the woman's tongue moving over his naked shaft.
Candy took his cock all the way down until she could feel its hard head against the back of her wet throat. She was so filled with cock that she could hardly keep from gagging on his huge organ. When she had somehow accommodated herself to the size of the man-sized cock, she began bobbing her head up and down, making the boy's body respond powerfully to her oral stimulation.
"You're catchin' on pretty fuckin' good, teacher! You're learnin' fast! You know what's gonna happen in a minute, baby?" the kid asked.
Candy looked up with glittering eyes, his hard cock still impaled in her throat.
"I'm gonna come in your mouth in a minute, Miss Simpson! You keep suckin' like that and I'm gonna fill that sexy fuckin' face with hot jizz!" the kid rasped, his face twisted into a look of depravity.
Candy couldn't believe that he would do that to her, couldn't believe that he would ejaculate into her mouth. She had always wondered what a man's sperm would taste like, but she had always been ashamed of the thought. And now she was about to find out what the boy's cum would taste like as it shot into her mouth. It was all too exciting for her, so exciting that she thought she might faint at any minute. It was so depraved, so abandoned, so taboo, and so wildly stimulating.
"I'm gonna shoot that stuff, Miss Simpson! Keep suckin' now! Suck harder! Suck the cum out of my balls! Suck me! Suck my dick! Eat my meat! Eat me, schoolteacher! I'm gonna shoot this jizz right down your throat! You're gonna swallow all of it, too! Got me? I'm gonna show this fancy-assed schoolteacher what a street kid can do for her!" the hard-cocked kid rasped as his nuts tensed between his legs for their wild ejaculation.
Candy felt the boy bucking his ass and forcing his rod in and out of her throat. She felt the bulging head of his dripping organ banging against her tonsils with each forward thrust, making her choke again and again. She wished that he would be more gentle with her, but she knew that she was totally in his power and unable to make him slow down his hot fucking of her delicate face.
"I'm shootin'! Right now! Get ready! Get ready for that cum!" Julio gasped as his nuts tensed powerfully between his striving legs. "Hell! This is somethin'! Comin' in a teacher's mouth!" the boy rasped as his balls swelled.
Candy felt the kid ram his dick into her one last time, letting it remain motionless, for a second inside her sucking throat. She knew that something was about to happen to the boy, something that she would never forget. She braced herself for the ejaculation that was soon to fill her face with jizz.
"Swallow that stuff! Drink it up, teacher! Here it comes! Here it fuckin' comes!" the kid growled roughly as shot after shot of blazing cum spurted through the rigid shaft of his sensitive dick.
Candy almost drowned on the thick rich shooting sperm that the kid pumped from his cock. She thought the stuff would never stop pouring from his dick-head. She felt the hot thick stuff banging against the back of her throat, squirting down her oral channel, filling her face with hot sperm. It was a long time before she could actually taste his cum. By the time his jizz had filled her face completely, the boy was panting with relief. She felt his hard cock relax just a bit, felt his muscular ass relaxing, too, in the bliss of his orgasm. Cum dribbled from the corners of the woman's mouth.
"Drink it up, baby!" the boy ordered, pulling his cock out of the older woman's mouth. "I wanna watch you swallow this kid's cum!'-'
Candy did as she was told, and did it eagerly. She licked her lips, too, not wanting to waste a drop of the boy's precious fluid. She loved the nutty taste of his ball-juice, loved the feel of the slippery thick stuff as it went down her throat. She knew that she would want to do such wild things again, knew that she would never tire of sucking boys' cocks.
"Oh, God!" she cried. "I... I love it! I love the taste of your cum! I love sucking your cock! Let me do it again! Please? I... I need it! I need more cock in my mouth!" she cried, her lips wet with the kid's recently shot cum.
"Don't be greedy!" Julio said, a cruel smile on his handsome, dark face. "Other girls want this thing, too! I gotta give it to a couple other chicks today! Gotta save some for them!"
"But... I want you! Please let me suck it! I'll let you do anything to me! Anything at all, Julio!" she pleaded, lost in the heat of her lust.
"Tell ya what, Miss Simpson!" the boy said, pulling up his Levi's and tucking his still turgid dick inside. "I'll give you some more tomorrow after school! That okay? Think you can wait that long?"
"I... I don't know ... I guess I can," she said, suddenly feeling ashamed of her greed for her pupil's hard cock.
"Tell you what, baby! Tomorrow I'll teach you some stuff we ain't got into yet! Okay? I ain't gonna say what yet! You just hang on till then and you'll be damn happy you did!" Julio smiled, tucking his shirt back into his pants.
"What are you going to do to me?" Candy asked in a sweet, if somewhat frightened voice.
"Never mind, Miss Simpson! You just keep that pussy hot until tomorrow!" the hard-cocked stud said as he turned to leave.
Candy could hardly bear to see the boy leaving her so abruptly. She felt hurt and lonely all of a sudden, and yet she somehow felt that something positive had been gained by her ravishment. She wasn't nearly as afraid of sex now that she had actually seen a cock and felt the heat of a young man's lust. And she had been forced to face her own depraved desires, desires which had been hidden inside her far too long. Perhaps it would be easier now to face herself, to face her own needs, her own needs for contact with the opposite sex.
Candy reached out and touched the boy's ass as he walked through the door. He turned and flashed her a grin that melted her cunt. He closed the door behind him and left her there on her knees, licking her lips and trying to make sense out of the wild things that had happened to her.