Chapter 7
For a week after Jerry caught Timmy at Jan's apartment, they didn't talk to each other except during class. Even then his heart pounded and he thought he saw Jan blush.
Timmy hoped their perverted relationship was over. Now that he had Sue to fuck, he would be better off staying away from his teacher. It might be better for his health, too.
But one day on his way home from school, a car pulled up beside him and stopped. Timmy looked at the driver, expecting to find Jerry there-he still hadn't gotten over the scare he'd had when Jerry caught him at Jan's.
It wasn't Jerry. It was Jan! But that was almost as scary. After all, if he hadn't gotten involved with Jan, he wouldn't have had that trouble with Jerry.
So Timmy kept walking, faster than before. "Timmy!" Jan called. "Wait!" She drove along at the curb, keeping abreast of Timmy.
"You'd better get in the car," she called to him. "If Jerry should see me following you, he'd kill both of us."
Timmy thought he'd better let Jan have her way. At least if he got into her car he could explain that he didn't ever want to see her outside school again.
"I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused you," Jan said as Timmy climbed in beside her. "But you know how I need you. I can't help myself, really!"
"Jerry's going to kill me the next time he catches us," Timmy said. "I really think you should leave me alone!"
"I'll tell you what," Jan said. "We'll go to a motel. Jerry'll never find us."
"What if he sees your car there?" Timmy said. "He might even be following us right now. He's awfully jealous and there's no telling what he might do."
"We'll drive out into the country," Jan said desperately. "We'll park somewhere in the woods."
"It's crazy!" Timmy said. "Let me out of the car.
'Come on, Timmy," Jan said. "Don't be such a chicken. Don't you want to jerk off together once more? I'll let you fuck me again afterwards."
"I'd love to, really," Timmy said. "But it's not worth getting crippled for life. And I think Jerry would cripple me if he had the chance."
"You're exaggerating," Jan said. "He just has a hot temper, that's all."
"No, let me out!" Timmy said. "I'll drive you home," Jan said, disappointedly. As they drove along, Jan began pulling up her skirt. Timmy tried not to look, but finally, out of the corner of his eye, he could see that Jan had pulled her skirt up so far her crotch was bared, except for her undies.
Timmy looked at her. She was smiling at him now. Then she slipped her hand into the front of her underpants and grabbed her cunt.
Timmy looked straight ahead. But at the edge of his vision he saw the crotch of Jan's undies writhing as her fingers played with her pussy.
"Feel like changing your mind?" she asked. "I think you're getting interested."
"I'm not," Timmy said stubbornly. "I'll make a deal with you," Jan said. "Let me see your prick. If it's limp, I'll take you home. But if it's hard, we'll go somewhere and jerk off together."
Timmy would have lost that deal. In spite of his fear of Jerry, his prick began inflating as soon as Jan began pulling up her skirt. Now it was fully rigid.
"Why do you want to see me mangled by that gorilla boy friend of yours?" he asked.
"I don't want to see that," Jan said. "But I have to watch you jerk off one more time!"
"One more time?" Timmy asked. "And then it will be over?"
"Okay," Jan said. "Once more, then it's all over."
Timmy agreed, but only if they drove out to the country as Jan had suggested. Suddenly, Jan was as happy as a little girl with a new doll.
At a red light, Jan slipped off her underpants. With her skirt still up almost to her waist, she was now naked from her hips down. Timmy watched as she casually diddled her pussy as she drove.
"Can I do that for you?" Timmy asked as he moved closer to Jan.
He would have liked to have had his finger in her cunt. Now that he could smell the kinky fragrance of her simmering juice, he was wildly horny. As he drew up beside her, Timmy could look down between her thighs and see her fingers wiggling below her golden pubic bush.
"No, just watch," Jan said. "Don't you like to watch?"
"Yeah, I do," Timmy said. "But watching makes me want to do something to you. I don't understand why you just want to watch someone jerk off rather than fucking them."
"I guess it's because when I was a little girl, the boy next door used to let me watch him jerk off," Jan said. "Then I started jerking off for him. For years before I ever got laid, all I did was jerk off with that boy. I guess I never got over it."
"How come Jerry won't let you watch him jerk off?" Timmy asked.
"I don't know," she said. "I guess he's got a hang-up about it just like I've got a hang-up about wanting to watch him jerk off."
Timmy had never heard of anything so strange. But he had to admit, since he got caught up in his teacher's fetish, his sex life had begun.
It didn't take long to drive out of town. Springvale was a small town surrounded by hills and woods. The lumber company had cut dirt roads deep into the woods all around the countryside so it was easy to find a lonely spot with plenty of privacy.
Timmy lurched forward as Jan stepped on the brake and turned into one of those dirt roads. After winding down the road a few hundred yards, she found a place to pull over.
As soon as the car stopped, Jan lifted her legs and turned to face Timmy. She threw her right leg up over the back of the seat. Her left leg lay over the hump in the middle of the floor of the car.
Timmy found himself staring right into Jan's crotch! Her cunt was spread wide, showing him every secret crease and fold. Jan's inner lips were open, beckoning his prick to enter. He could even see her asshole hidden between the round cheeks of her ass.
As he stared into Jan's crotch with his mouth hanging open, Jan began rubbing her clit again.
"Come on, Timmy," Jan said. "A deal's a deal. Pull down your pants."
Without taking his eyes from Jan's cunt, Timmy pulled his pants down. The car seat under his naked ass excited him even more.
"Turn this way, so I can see!" Jan whispered eagerly.
Timmy faced Jan, leaning his back against the car door. He spread his thighs, even though his feet were bound together by his pants around his ankles.
"Do it! Come on!" Jan urged excitedly.
Obeying her dumbly, Timmy grabbed his prick. He began pulling the skin of his cock up and down. His balls bounced on the car seat with each stroke.
"Beautiful!" Jan sighed.
Even though Timmy would rather fuck Jan, this was the next best thing. Seeing her tickling her clit and going into a sexual rapture was thrilling. And having her eyes on his prick as he stroked it was wild!
As Jan rubbed her cunt with one hand, she stroked the skin inside one thigh with the other. Then both hands worked on her cunt, one rubbing her clit while the other slipped in and out of her soaking pussy.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried in a trembling crescendo.
Now Jan's entire body was shaking. The car itself rocked with her frantic masturbatory efforts. Of course, Timmy's energetic pumping on his prick added to the car's motion too.
"Eeeee!" Jan wailed as she came.
Once again, Timmy had the rare pleasure of watching a gorgeous chick in the throes of sexual rapture!
Holding her knees near her tits, Jan kept working on her cunt with both hands. She had three fingers of one hand up her gaping pussy while the fingers of her other hand were a blur of motion over her clit.
Watching such a sight while pumping his cock brought Timmy to the edge of ecstasy very quickly. And although he tried to slow his flying fist so he could make his pleasure last longer, he couldn't. He fell over the edge into an abyss of pure wanton joy.
"Ahhh!" he cried as his prick sent gism leaping into the air.
Jan watched the boy's actions with indescribable passion. Every time Timmy launched a gob of gism, Jan's wailing hit an especially high note.
Timmy reached for his handkerchief and began mopping up his gism.
"No!" Jan screamed. "Don't! Not yet-I'm still coming!"
So Timmy let the puddles of cream remain while Jan finished her exertions. It took her a long time to wind down from the heights of ecstasy she'd reached. But she was finally still, lying limp with her fingers draped over her thighs just below her pussy.
Now that he had performed for his teacher, Timmy was looking forward to fucking her. But for now he was content to relax and enjoy being in the car with such a funky woman. "Now, wasn't that fun?" Jan said happily. "Sure, I never said it wasn't fun," Timmy said. "I just said it seemed strange to jerk off when you could be fucking."
"To each his own," Jan said languidly. Then Jan did something that sent a shiver of renewed lust into Timmy. She lifted her fingers to her nose and breathed deeply. Then she began licking her fingers! "Mmmmm!" she hummed with satisfaction. Timmy watched with amazement. Was there no end to this woman's kinky tricks?
"Want a lick?" Jan asked as she held out one hand toward Timmy's startled face. At first, the thought of licking Jan's cunt juice from her fingers seemed merely weird and distasteful. But seeing Jan's tongue winding around her fingers licking the juice made Timmy suddenly eager to taste it too.
He leaned forward toward her outstretched hand. Then he stuck out his tongue and tasted. It tasted good!
Such kinky carrying on made Timmy's prick raise its head again. And he noticed how Jan looked down at his cock as it stiffened.
"Good, isn't it?" Jan asked.
"Yeah," Timmy breathed as he kept licking his fingers.
Then Timmy moved closer to Jan until he filled the area between her legs, which were still draped over the car seat. When he was as close as he could get, he reached for her cunt.
"What do you think you're doing?" Jan asked as she grabbed his wrist.
"I want to fuck you," he said.
"Oh, no!" Jan said.
"But you said I could if we jerked off together,"
Timmy protested.
"I did offer you that deal," Jan said. "But you turned it down. Then I offered another deal-I said if you jerked off with me once more, I would leave you alone. That's the deal you accepted. Don't you remember?"
She was right, Timmy realized. But he couldn't believe she would refuse to let him fuck her-it would be too cruel!
"Come on, Jan," he begged. "Please!"
"I'll tell you what. I'll make another deal with you. I'll let you fuck me if you agree to two conditions."
"What are they?" Timmy asked. "First, you have to agree to forget about my agreeing to leave you alone," Jan said.
Timmy agreed. The danger of being caught by Jerry seemed far away now that he was sitting between Jan's naked thighs.
"Second," Jan continued, "you have to eat me before we fuck."
Timmy felt a hot wave of lust run through him. His prick began twitching its head as though it were nodding in favor of Jan's proposal.
Timmy was too startled to agree to this second condition. Sticking his tongue into Jan's soaking cunt was such a far-out idea for the young boy, he was overcome.
He couldn't refuse, though. He was dying to fuck Jan, no matter what he had to do. And eating her would be thrilling too. If only he could do it. "Okay," Timmy said timorously. "I knew you would," Jan said happily. Timmy backed away from her. Then he looked down at her spread cunt. Her pubic hair was wet from her masturbation. Even her thighs near her crotch shined with smeared cunt juice. Timmy lowered himself so he was lying stomach down on the seat. He had to curl his legs under him. Now his face was just above Jan's cunt! The heady odor of her juice filled his nostrils.
Timmy stopped within licking distance to gaze at her pussy. It was his first close look at this strange and wonderful object of desire. "Go ahead!" Jan whispered. She slipped forward slightly, bringing her pussy closer to Timmy's mouth. He felt her pubic hairs tickling his nose. Timmy had had some wild sexual adventures lately, but this was the wildest of all!
He gave Jan's cunt a quick lick. The tip of his tongue merely grazed the ridges of pink flesh that peeked from her hairy pussy. The flavor he tasted on her fingers seemed so much more rich, coming right from her cunt hps. He liked it!
So he gave her cunt another lick. This time his tongue bore down and parted her inner lips as it slipped between them. "Ohhhh!" Jan gasped.
Timmy got dizzy as the delight of cunt lapping overwhelmed him. Over and over his tongue slipped from the bottom of Jan's pussy to the top. Her inner lips and clit wiggled beneath his tongue as his saliva mingled with her freely running juice.
"Ohhhhh, Timmy!" Jan moaned. "Ohhhh!"
Timmy loved the way her cunt felt on his tongue as it lapped her long pussy. The flavor of her slippery juice was making him intoxicated.
The more he licked her pussy, the more he liked it. And the more he liked it, the faster and deeper his tongue lapped!
"Ahhhhh!" Jan sighed deeply and lasciviously.
Timmy found he could reach his tongue right up her drooling pussy. As he did, her cunt spread over his face, wetting his cheeks and chin. When he fluttered his tongue in Jan's cunt, she shook her whole body.
Jan kept sinking lower on the seat. And her crotch was pressing against Timmy's face.
By looking up past Jan's pubic mound, he could see the expression on her face. If it was possible, it seemed even more contorted with lust now than when they had watched each other jerk off.
"Ohhhhh!" Jan howled in a coninuous siren of ecstasy.
Timmy tried everything he could think of with his tongue. He tried to do what Jan had done to her cunt with her fingers. He licked her clit, reamed her cunt and covered her inner lips with the hungry strokes of his tongue. Each technique made Jan cry out in a different pitch and rhythm.
Timmy was washing his face with Jan's cunt juice. He loved the sensation of sliding his face around in her crotch lubricated with that fragrant, slippery syrup!
The boy was so engrossed in his cunt lapping he didn't realize what Jan wanted when she began pulling at his shirt. He hated to take his face from the hot wedge of her pussy, but she was obviously trying to drag him up over her body.
"Fuck me!" Jan screamed suddenly. "Get inside me! Quick!"
Now that he knew what she wanted, Timmy acted eagerly. Getting into position on top of Jan, he brought his prick to her cunt, which was waiting for him.
Timmy's prick sailed right into Jan's cunt.
"Aaaaa!" she cried as his big cock filled her.
After all he'd gone through getting to this point, Timmy's prick was especially happy to land in Jan's snug pussy.
Timmy kissed Jan as he began sliding his prick within her cunt sheath. As soon as their tongues touched, he realized he was smearing her cunt cream on her mouth. But she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she began licking his mouth eagerly!
There was a lot to be said for jerking off before fucking, namely, it made the joy of fucking last longer. Even with the excitement of eating Jan's cunt, Timmy had a long, slow climb to his next orgasm.
Jan hadn't stopped writhing and moaning since he first stuck his tongue into her cunt. Now she was digging her fingernails into his back, too!
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted. "Come on, come on!"
She seemed to be stuck in an endless orgasm, Timmy thought. He'd never seen anything like it. He envied her her pleasure.
Jan moved her hips in a waving motion, perfectly synchronized to Timmy's thrusting prick. Up went her hips as he lowered his prick, then down she pulled her pussy as he slid his cock back. And, as her cunt slid up and down on his cock, it contracted, gripping Timmy's prick as though it had a mind of its own.
With such a skillful pussy surrounding his cock, Timmy was soon joining Jan in her wanton cries and moans. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" he groaned lustfully. Timmy came with twice the power of his last orgasm. He was delirious with passion.
But when he stopped sliding his cock into Jan's pussy, he found that she was still going strong! Her cunt kept reaching up, swallowing his prick, then falling away before reaching up again. So Timmy got back into the rhythm and met the crazed woman half way. By the time Jan let herself lie still beneath Timmy, the boy was limp and sweating.
It took quite a while for them to recover enough strength to pull their clothes together around them, even though neither had really taken anything off.
"Gee, it's getting dark already," Jan said as she backed onto the main road. "We must have been here for a few hours."
Timmy didn't like the sound of her voice. He remembered very well what happened the last time Jan lost track of the time. "You don't have a date with Jerry tonight, do you?" Timmy asked.
"Well, yes," Jan admitted. "In fact, we're supposed to go out to dinner."
"Great!" Timmy said sarcastically. "And I suppose you're late already."
"No, not really," Jan said as she looked at her watch. "I still have . . .oh, plenty of time."
Timmy knew she was late. She was driving too fast, and she sounded worried. Timmy was worried too. He knew that Jerry would be looking for him if Jan wasn't home when he arrived.
Timmy sat low in the car so he couldn't be seen too easily if Jerry happened along.
Jan kept sneaking peeks at her watch, Timmy noticed. Every time she did, she drove a bit faster.
Suddenly, the sound of screeching brakes were heard behind them. Timmy turned to look. He saw a car which had been heading in the other direction skid to a stop. Then it made a U-turn and came after them. A cold fear stabbed at Timmy's heart and when Jan pushed the accelerator to the floor, Timmy knew the worst had happened. "It's him, isn't it?" he asked. "Damn him!" Jan said. "He must have been at my place. Then he must have been on his way home. I shouldn't have come this way!"
Timmy had never been so scared in his life. All his problems had been minor problems in school or fights with friends. But now he had a jealous maniac after him-a maniac who had already shown him his violent nature.
Jan drove as fast as she dared, squealing around corners and running every stop sign. It seemed that the only thing that might save Timmy from Jerry's wrath was to die in a crash of Jan's car.
Jan was turning corners and going around blocks trying to lose Jerry. But they heard the squeal of his tires behind them at every turn.
"Let me out!" Timmy said. "I can lose him on foot."
As soon as Jan had a good lead on Jerry, she halted. Timmy jumped out, and Jan speeded away.
Timmy ran down an alley. Then he hopped a fence and ran through a vacant lot, down a driveway and over another fence.
Timmy ran until he was exhausted. Then he hid in some bushes behind a church. He didn't know if Jerry had followed him this far or if he had even followed him at all. He never took the time to look back.
But Jerry didn't appear. Now all Timmy had to worry about was running into him by accident on his way home. At least that's all he had to worry about until the next day when he had to go to school. Jerry might be waiting for him after school the next day or any other day.
When Timmy arrived at home, he wished he would never have to leave again.