Chapter 2
Jane staggered to her chair and sat, skirt raised, quivering with horny need. She slipped her hand inside her panties and felt the damp curls of her bush. She was still astonished at how powerfully aroused she'd gotten from watching Polly and Kyle. It was as if a dam had burst inside her, unleashing all the desires and feelings she'd ignored for so many years.
She slid a finger between the thick-furred lips of her bush and touched the red-hot little lump of her clit. Just that first feathery touch sent pleasure sizzling through her pussy. She began to rub her throbbing swollen joy button, moving the stiff finger roughly back and forth over the slick flesh. She was ashamed to be playing with herself like a guilty little kid, but, dammit, it felt so good.
"Ummmm," Jane sighed. "UMMMMMM."
Steadily massaging her stiff engorged clit, she felt the hot pleasure ripping through her body. Her steamy cunt cream leaked out in thick syrupy gushes, soaking her frigging finger. Needing even more hot friction, she tugged her panties down over the firm rounds of her ass and over the large black triangle of her bush. Now she was able to thrust her whole hand into her seething wet slit.
With the heel of her hand she rubbed hard and fast on her swollen aching joy button. Lower down she used her fingers to rim and massage the gushing little mouth of her cunt. Her whole pussy flamed with heat, the flesh puffy and soaked and scorching hot. Everywhere she touched herself, it felt delicious. She soon forgot the shame of frigging herself and closed her eyes in ecstasy.
"Ohhhhh, my God," Jane whined, "I need it so bad."
Just what she needed was the question. Could she take care of this overpowering lust with her own hand, or did she really need a man? Jane didn't know. At thirty-five she was still a virgin, hadn't even been kissed. She didn't know what a man could do for her. But judging from Polly's reaction to Kyle, it could be a lot. Jane couldn't forget the sight of her friend's runaway arousal.
She wondered, not for the first time, how it would feel to have a big thick cock cramming into her cunt. She'd never had anything in there before, not even her own finger. Now she stiffened her middle finger and thrust it hard into her aching little pussy hole. She gasped with unexpected pleasure. That was just the sensation she'd unknowingly been craving, something long and rigid and hard in her box.
"Ahhhh, God, it feels good," Jane moaned.
She started pumping the stiff finger up and down in the scorching slick pulp of her cunt, just the way she'd seen Kyle's pale stiff cock working in Polly's juicy little pussy. It felt incredibly good. She jerked the finger fast and hard, and pleasure seemed to melt her whole pussy. Her hot sticky pussy juice gushed around her pumping finger and overflowed her little box, soaking her slit and flooding down her ass crack.
But one slim finger couldn't really imitate a cock, and Jane was dying to know what a flesh and blood cock felt like. She crammed a second finger into her molten hot cunt, and that felt even more exciting. Working the two fingers roughly in her satiny wet fuck hole, she whimpered with pleasure and creamed floods of steaming juice. But she remembered that Kyle's prick had been even bigger than her two fingers.
She managed to squeeze a third finger into her aching greedy cunt. She rammed the three bunched fingers up and down in the juicy red-hot hole, shuddering with pleasure. Her virgin box felt stuffed almost to bursting, but that was the sensation she craved. Finger fucking herself with mounting excitement, she lolled back in her chair, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.
"Ahhhhh, feels so good," Jane groaned. "Ohhhhh, Christ, yes, AHHHHHHH!"
Jane would have died of embarrassment if she'd known she had an audience.
Her awful hunch had been correct-Kyle had seen her spying in the window of Polly's classroom. Just as he was shooting his load into Polly's gripping red-hot fuck hole, the boy had happened to glance out the window. He'd seen Miss Evans staring wide-eyed at him and Polly, furiously rubbing her mound as if to get herself off. Kyle was powerfully aroused by the sight.
As soon as Polly had left for the day, Kyle had hurried around to Jane's room, hoping she'd still be there. He didn't know exactly how he was going to come on to her, but he just had to try. Miss Evans was considered the sexiest teacher at the high school. She was also frosty, remote, and a man-hater, but after what Kyle had seen today, he thought there just might be a chance of getting to her.
Outside her door, he dropped to his knees and peered through the keyhole. What he saw more than answered his prayers. Beautiful Miss Evans was facing the door, seated on her chair with her legs flung wide apart, frantically frigging herself. Kyle broke into a wicked grin as he watched her.
Obviously the icy Miss Evans wasn't as sexless as they'd all thought.
The tall brunette had her eyes closed, lost to everything but the blazing need in her pussy. She was working three tightly bunched fingers in her cunt, stuffing them deep and hard into herself, moaning with each rough thrust. She was reaming the hot thick cream right out of her box-Kyle could see the syrupy stuff dribbling down her ass crack. No question about it, Miss Evans was feverishly horny and trying to do something about it.
Kyle licked his lips as he watched the beautiful spinster schoolteacher groaning and finger fucking herself. He ogled her big thrusting tits and the dark curls of her big wide bush. His affair with Mrs. Polly Jones, which had been going on a few months now, was terrific fun, but Kyle was even more turned on by Miss Evans-maybe just because she'd be so hard to get. But hard or not, he knew he was going to try.
His mind made up, Kyle stood, quickly entered the room, and locked the door behind him. Jane's eyes popped open, and she gasped. Slowly the pretty teacher turned red as a brick. Kyle had caught her in the most embarrassing position, legs lewdly splayed, three fingers stuck deep in her cunt. She was too stunned for the moment to move or speak. Kyle leered at her, his eyes drifting down to her finger-speared cunt. "You don't have to do that, Miss Evans," he said. "If you're homy, I'd be real happy to help you out."
Jane whipped her dripping fingers out of her soaked little pussy hole, pulled up her panties, and leaped to her feet, her skirt falling back into place. Face flaming, she forced herself to look at the wickedly grinning student.
"K-Kyle," she stammered, "please, please don't tell anyone what you saw. I-I don't know what came over me. I couldn't seem to help it."
Kyle moved closer, the picture of glee. "I won't tell anybody, Miss Evans," he said. "But you'll have to do me a favor in return."
"Favor?" Jane said nervously. "What do you mean, Kyle?"
The boy reached out and grasped her big thrusting tits, squeezing them through her blouse and bra. "I won't tell anybody," he said huskily, "if you'll let me fuck you."
Jane swayed dizzily. She knew she could get Kyle expelled from school for his scandalous suggestion-but he also had a hold over her. And her pussy was still burning with need. Kyle would gladly take care of that need. She felt shocked and tempted at the same time. The boy's kneading, squeezing hands felt very exciting on her big sensitive tits.
Kyle moved even closer, fondling her tits and breathing hotly on her neck. "You spied on me and Mrs. Jones," he whispered. "You were playing with yourself while you watched us fuck. That was real naughty of you, teacher."
"Oh, my God," Jane moaned.
She just didn't know what to do. She went limp as Kyle half dragged her over to her desk. He pushed her down on the desk top, on her back, and started fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. Jane felt helpless to stop him, he had such a terrible hold over her. He could tell the whole school he'd seen her playing with herself. Yet it wasn't right to get it on with one of her own students, a boy young enough to be her son.
"Please, Kyle, don't," she whimpered. "It's not right."
"I don't give a shit if it's right or wrong," Kyle growled. "I'm gonna fuck you, Miss Evans. Either that or I'll tell what I saw."
He got her blouse open and pushed it out of the way. Jane felt his hot breath on her tits. Her enormous jugs, the size of small watermelons, looked ready to tear right out of her skimpy black lace bra. Kyle snorted with lust and reached around her to unhook the bra. Jane, her eyes closed in deep embarrassment, felt him shoving her bra up over her tits.
"Jesus Christ." Kyle exclaimed, "you got the biggest tits I ever saw."
The hotly aroused kid ogled Jane's huge melon-shaped tits with their large cone-shaped red nipples. Panting, he slipped his hands under the hot silky rounds and hoisted them, feeling their weight. He ran his hot sweaty hands all over her big tender tits, and Jane felt helpless excitement in her pussy. What Kyle was doing was wicked, against all rules, but it felt so nice.
"Jesus, I just gotta suck your tits, teacher," he said hoarsely.
"Kyle, NO!" Jane gasped.
But it was too late. She felt his scorching wet mouth closing around her left nipple, and she opened her eyes and saw the boy greedily sucking the whole big rosy cone into his mouth. Her tender nipple was encased in hot juicy flesh, and as Kyle sucked hard and hungrily on her tit, pleasure streaked right down her body and into her burning homy gash. Jane just barely managed to stifle a groan of lust.
Kyle sucked loudly on her tit, and she felt her soft rosy nipple responding. The tender bud lengthened, stiffened, and went hard and nubby. The erect throbbing nipple was much more sensitive, and Jane felt a scalding blast of cunt cream soaking into her panty crotch. When her nipple was fully hard, Kyle released it and leered at her tits.
"I better suck the other one, too," he grinned. "They don't match."
He j ammed his hot wet mouth onto her right nipple and loudly sucked it into stiffness. Jane was dizzy with lusty excitement. She felt her stem moral principles fading. Her parents had told her that sex was dirty and disgusting, but she couldn't agree any more. Kyle's hot loud tit sucking felt wonderful to her, and she wanted more, much more, of the heady pleasure of being with a man.
Kyle had sucked both her big red nipples into stiff erection, and now he was pushing her skirt up and tucking it out of the way. Jane lay there quivering and confused, not knowing what to do. She still knew it was wrong to make love with a student, but her achingly swollen pussy had other ideas. She wanted what Polly had gotten, a good hard thorough fucking. She felt she'd die if she didn't get some relief from her raging lust.
"Let's see that pussy of yours," Kyle panted.
He whipped her panties down roughly, tugging them off before Jane could react. She blushed furiously as her big black bush was exposed. Kyle flung her panties away and gawked hungrily at her thick triangular patch of glossy curls. Grinning lewdly, he set his hand on the hot fur and petted it. Jane felt wicked pleasure sizzling through her gash.
"Open your legs, teacher," Kyle leered.
No man had ever seen her pussy before. "Oh, no, Kyle," she moaned, "I couldn't do that."
"Then I'll do it for you," the boy growled.
He was slim and wiry and not very much taller than Jane, but he was amazingly strong. He seized her knees and forced them wide apart, exposing the lush red flesh of her gash and its thick fringe of black curls. Jane felt acute embarrassment, but at the same time she was wickedly turned on by having the boy stare at her pussy. Kyle's hot eyes moved up and down the moist scarlet trench, and he licked his lips.
"You're all wet down there, teacher," he leered. "Don't tell me you're not homy."
Too ashamed to reply, Jane just watched helplessly as Kyle reached out and eased a finger between the thickly furred lips of her bush. He teased the curly lips open and exposed the swollen red bud of her clit. Grinning, he caught the slick lump between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it. Jane felt breath-taking pleasure as he frigged her clit, the most delicious sensations she'd ever known in her life. She couldn't stifle the ecstatic cry that rose from her throat.
"Oooooooo," Jane squealed, "ooooooo!"
Kyle leered down at her. "Now we're getting somewhere." he panted. "You really get off on that, don't you. Miss Evans? You dig it when I frig your clit."
"Noooooo," Jane whined.
But she knew the grinning boy didn't buy her lie. He could feel the scorching heat of her aroused gash, and he could see the thick steaming juice pouring helplessly from her little cunt mouth. He laughed and kneaded her clit faster, harder, rolling the slick bud between the pads of his fingers. Jane groaned and creamed all over his hand.
"I felt that," Kyle said excitedly. "You want it, teacher, I can tell."
Jane was almost beyond caring what he said or how he tried to embarrass her. His frigging fingers were kneading her horny little j oy button into nearly bursting engorgement, and the pleasure was building in her pussy till she could hardly stand it. As Kyle frigged her, he saw her eyes roll back in her head, her lovely face twisting in a lusty grimace.
"Yeah, go with it, teacher," he panted, "dig it. I'm gonna get you off."
"Oh, nooooo," Jane sobbed.
She had enough pride left that she didn't want to come in front of the kid, to let him know that his wicked finger play had succeeded. But now Kyle frigged her scorching wet clit even faster and harder, and she felt herself spinning out of control. Twenty years of bottled-up lust threatened to burst her body to pieces. She couldn't hold it back any more, not another second.
"Ohhhhh, God, OHHHHH!" Jane groaned as she felt the desperately needed orgasm ripping through her pussy. "AHHHH, AAGGGHHH!"
Kyle watched gleefully as the lovely older woman went into helpless body-rocking spasms, screaming with pleasure and clawing the desk. Her heels beat the desk top, and he watched her little cunt mouth spewing a raging flood of thick scalding cream that drenched his hand. He frigged her squirting joy button hard, making her howl and buck.
"Ohhhhhh, OHHHHHHHH!" Jane screeched. "EEEEEE!"
She'd needed that climax so badly-her first in twenty years. She wondered how she'd lived all this time without sex. But as her climax ended, she saw Kyle leering down at her, and she reddened with mortification. She couldn't believe she'd actually let a student frig her pussy and make her come.
"I think you really needed that, Miss Evans," the kid said gleefully. "In fact I think you need it again."
"Kyle, stop," Jane gasped.
But he paid no attention. He released her soaked red clit and pushed his hand lower in her steaming puffy gash. She felt him sliding his stiff thick middle finger into her cunt. It felt delicious. She'd just come like a bomb, but instantly she was feverishly homy again. One climax wasn't going to make up for twenty years of sexless spinsterhood.
As Kyle eased his finger up her cunt, his eyes widened. "Jesus, you're tight," he said. "Your pussy's a whole lot tighter than Mrs. Jones'."
There was a good reason for that, but Jane was ashamed to tell him she was a thirty-five-year-old virgin. She writhed helplessly, overcome with pleasure, as Kyle lodged his stiff finger right to the last knuckle in her scalding juicy fuck hole. Leering down at her, he began to finger fuck her with the rigid meat, working it deep and hard and fast. Jane gasped and creamed heavily, helplessly, around his spiking finger.
"Ooooooo, God," she whimpered.
"Go on, teacher, say it," Kyle panted. "You love what I'm doing to you. I can tell-your cunt's all wet."
"Nooooo," Jane whined.
"You love it," Kyle insisted, "and I'm gonna prove it, I'm gonna bring you off, bitch."
He began to slam his stiff finger as hard and fast as he could in her tiny molten cunt. Jane groaned hoarsely and instinctively arched her pussy up, taking his jerking finger as deep as she could in her ragingly horny twat. She no longer cared what he thought or said- she just had to come! She felt the pleasure building, building, then exploding into another delicious release.
"AHHHHHH!" Jane howled, "AHHHHHH, GOD, EEEEEE!"
"I knew it," Kyle growled, "I knew you'd come, bitch."
He finger fucked her hard as she came, making her climax doubly intense, and by the time her spasms ended, his whole hand dripped with her helplessly gushing cream. Kyle whipped his finger out of her burning little pussy hole, unzipped his fly, and dropped his pants. His thick seven inch cock weaved heavily before him, dripping hot globs of juice. Jane stared at his prick wide-eyed.
"I think you're about ready for some of this, teacher," he said hoarsely.
"Oh, no, Kyle, we can't fuck,' Jane gasped. "It wouldn't be right."
"Bullshit," Kyle snarled.
He threw himself onto her, his hard chest flattening her big stiff-nippled tits. His knees ground hard between her legs and forced them open. Jane pushed at his shoulders but couldn't budge the frantically homy kid. She felt the hard knobby head of his cock hammering her pussy, blindly seeking her cunt.
"Quit fighting me, dammit," Kyle groaned. "You know you want me to fuck you. Hold still, for chrissake. Ahhhh, there, AWWWWWW, SHIT, YEAH!"
Kyle had finally managed to wedge the bloated head of his cock into the steamy little hollow of her cunt mouth. He grunted and shoved hard, his taut ass contracting, and Jane felt the thick hot slab of his meat cramming deep into her virgin cunt, stuffing her so full she could hardly breathe. He forced her legs even farther apart, shoved again, and rammed the big knob of his cock head against her womb.
"LTTHHHHHHH!" Jane gasped.
"You got my cock now, teacher," Kyle whined. "You got every fuckin' inch of it. Awwww, shit, your pussy's tight."
He slipped his hands under her little round ass and clutched the silky hot globes as he started fucking her. He started out slow, savoring the incredible snugness of her twat, dipping and screwing his swollen steely dick into her juicy pussy pulp. He whined and ground his thick boner slowly, deeply, into her scorching fuck hole till his young hairless nut sacs pushed against her slit.
"Awwwww, Christ, so fuckin' good," the boy groaned. "Your pussy's so friggin' hot and wet, teacher."
Jane was gritting her teeth and wondering if the kid's thick rock-hard cock would split her in half. Taking a cock for the first time, she was frightened at how huge it felt in her tiny box. But as Kyle ground his meat into her again and again, raking over her greedy little clit and tugging at her swollen pussy lips, she began to feel pleasure seeping through her pussy, growing stronger with each thrust of his steely young dick.
"Uhhhhh," she moaned, "UHHHHH!"
"I feel you creaming around my cock, teacher," Kyle panted. "I know you like the way I'm fucking you."
Jane shuddered as another blast of pleasure ripped through her ragingly homy pussy. Kyle grew more excited and started fucking her harder, faster, his cock making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the juice from her little twat. She felt her hungry cunt expanding like elastic to take his thick meat, and she whined and shoved her pussy hard around the fleshy spike, wanting more and more of it.
She couldn't control her lust another second. "Uhhhh, do it to me, Kyle," she whined, "fuck me harder."
Kyle grinned triumphantly. "That's it, teacher, tell me," he panted, "tell me you love to fuck. You like the way my cock feels in your pussy?"
"I love it," Jane babbled. "Your big cock feels so damned good, Kyle. Fuck it to me, fuck me HARD!"
Kyle gripped her grinding little ass and started fucking into her like a stallion, his belly smacking loudly against hers. Each brutal shove of his thick meat knocked the breath out of her and rocked her body, but Jane found herself craving even more hard fucking. She was making up for so many years of prudish spinsterhood, it seemed as if nothing could satisfy the raging lust in her pussy.
"Harder, damn you, fuck me harder," she howled. "Fuck that big cock into me, Kyle, fuck meeee."
"You got it, teacher," Kyle gasped. "I'll fuck the living shit out of you, you homy bitch."
The desk squeaked and rocked as the lusty teenager rammed his swollen dick harder and harder into Jane's gripping sucking pussy hole. He fucked her into a howling climax, but it had hardly ended before she wanted more. She didn't think she could ever get enough of the kid's brutal lusty fucking. She clung to him, digging her nails into his shoulders.
"Fuck, FUCK!" she wailed. "Don't ever stop fucking me, Kyle, don't ever stop... "