Chapter 2
She arrived home and started to prepare her dinner. It didn't take her too long, because she had learned long ago that the thing to do when one works and lives alone, is to spend part of the weekend just preparing food for the rest of the week and refrigerating or freezing it. She had prepared a stew and all she needed to do was reheat it on the stove.
What a day! Miss Stevenson recounted all the events that had occurred. The disturbance at the beginning, the growing cooperation towards the end of the day, and the increasing lack of discipline as the day drew to a close. But the event that topped them all was the last thing that she had done before going home. That Douglas. God, what a stud! Miss Stevenson couldn't decide whether it was more important to satisfy her own desperate needs or adhere to the rules she had learned in college. She was sure that she would have to strike a balance somewhere between the two.
What would tomorrow bring? Miss Stevenson didn't even want to think about it. She just wanted to have her dinner and then work on her lesson plans. It would be easier to think on a full stomach, she told herself. She was hungry. All she had to eat was a liverwurst sandwich on rye (prepared on Sunday, and brought to school) and a coke. Ugh, she hated sodas. She would treat herself. With her stew, she opened up a small bottle of a 1967 Bordeaux wine, Chateau Gloria. What a glorious name to climax a really glorious day!
It didn't take her too long to finish her supper and she began to prepare her lessons for the week. She had hardly begun, when she started to think of that big cock she had sucked. Yes, that was wonderful. She really enjoyed eating Douglas' meat. Oh, if only he were here now. She craved his meat again. She wanted to suck on his hard cock.
She pictured herself eating his dork again. His balls were huge and fleshy and she loved licking them, covering them with her warm saliva. Oh, it was wonderful. She pictured Douglas right now. She could just see his cock, his huge and massive prick and balls in front of her. She wanted to reach out with her tongue and suck and lick. Oh, Douglas! If you were here I could suck your prick again and again. I need your cock, Douglas! I want to suck your prick and balls!"
Our new teacher began to feel her cunt lubricating again as she thought of her pupil's massive cock and balls. Right over her papers and books, longing to touch and suck Douglas' big meat, she fell asleep. She awoke the next morning with her clothes still on, and her panties still wet.
She frantically got herself ready for the second day of school. Things would be different, she told herself. Things would be very different this second day. There wouldn't be any trouble from the students, because she had found the perfect weapon: the threat of a telephone call to their parents. That would be used only if necessary, but the threat itself would work.
Miss Stevenson got washed and dressed. She had forgotten for the moment, how much she craved big cocks. She was now much more interested in getting her work done, and done well. Forrest Junior High School wouldn't be such a bad place after all.
She arrived at her desk a bit early. She wanted to make sure that she could set everything up for the day, and as she entered her classroom, she discovered a few remaining traces of come on the desk. She cleaned it up, and then waited for the students to enter.
The first to arrive was a very sweet looking young girl. "Hello," said Miss Stevenson. "You are.. . ? :
"Maryjane Adams," said the sweet young thing very sweetly. "Hello, Miss Stevenson."
Well, thought Miss Stevenson, here is one girl who won't be any trouble. She's so adorable.
The next student was Joseph Baker. "Hello, teacher," he said.
"Miss Stevenson," he was corrected.
"Sorry, teach. I mean Miss Stevenson." Joseph might be trouble. Miss Stevenson smiled and said nothing. She didn't want to start a scene first thing in the morning.
The rest of the class walked in. Everyone was there. Almost everyone, that is. There was one seat empty. At first Miss Stevenson didn't know who wasn't there. She went over her class list, and then it hit her. Douglas. Douglas was the one who was absent. She wondered why. Why would Douglas, of all people, be absent from class. Was he embarrassed? What could the reason be?
She didn't have to wonder long. Douglas arrived, about ten minutes late. She saw him coming down the hall and she was about to reprimand him for being late, but as soon as he entered the classroom, everyone started to applaud him. The room was filled with whistles and cheers and Miss Stevenson had absolutely no idea what was happening.
"Class! Class, please! Please be quiet! What's all this fuss about?"
The class ignored her, and Douglas walked up to the front of the room and took a bow. He turned towards Miss Stevenson and smiled.
She was completely confused. What was going on? Why was he acting like this? What was happening to her nice class?
Douglas strode to his seat. He was given several pats on the back by fellow students and he seemed quite pleased at his reception. There was nothing she could do to prevent this. No one in the class would give her the slightest indication of what was going on. She was at a complete loss to discover the meaning of their behavior, and despite her pleas to the class, they continued to ignore her.
She decided to drop the whole matter, and she resolved to speak to Douglas afterwards. He would just have to stay late again, and explain the whole thing to her.
"Okay, Douglas," she said at the end of the otherwise unremarkable day, "I'd like you to stay after school and tell me what all that disturbance was about."
"What are you talking about?" he asked. "I don't understand you."
"You know perfectly well what I am referring to," she said. "You know that noise this morning. What was it all about?"
"Why ask me?" he said. "I didn't make the noise. The rest of the class did."
"It concerned you," she said. "You were the cause of it." Miss Stevenson did have a feeling that it had something to do with what happened after class yesterday. This suspicion was confirmed when the class snickered when she demanded that Douglas stay late again, but she wanted to hear him say what it was for himself.
"I don't know what you are talking about," he said defensively.
"Yes you do," she insisted. "It was about after school yesterday, wasn't it?"
"Well, yeah," he replied.
"Did you tell them what happened?"
"No."
"You are lying."
"No I'm not."
"They found out somehow."
"Maybe someone was looking at us. There are windows in the doors, you know that."
"There was no one there," she told him. "I would have seen them."
"You were too busy sucking my prick," he said. "You wouldn't have found them."
"Well, I'll believe you this time," she said. "It is possible that someone saw us, but I doubt it. I'm really sure that you told them what happened."
Douglas didn't answer her. He started to leave.
"Wait, I'm not finished yet," she said.
"Look, I'd like to go now. Do you want me to stay here and suck my cock again? I would rather fuck you, you know."
She became embarrassed. "No, go ahead," she said. "I'll speak to you again later." She didn't want to go through that whole scene again. She wanted to forget about it. She found out shortly afterwards, that she wasn't going to be able to forget about it for a long, long time.
As she left to go home, she didn't notice that there were several boys following her. If she had, she wouldn't have decided to walk through the park. It was a beautiful day, and she saw no reason to take the bus. The park was so lovely at that time of year, and it was still early. That was one of the biggest advantages of being a teacher. The afternoon wasn't yet over when it was time to go home.
Miss Stevenson wandered through the park. She walked around the lake, and then headed back out of the park through the wooded area. She paid no attention to the crowd in back of her, mainly because she didn't see them.
She stopped to rest on a bench. It was a deserted area of the park, which is why she enjoyed walking through it. It was something that she loved to do for many years, and she never had encountered any trouble, so why should she be afraid now?
She was about to get up off the bench, when she felt an arm around her throat. She started to scream, but a hand covered her mouth.
"All right," said a young voice, "if you don't shout, you won't get hurt. I wouldn't want you to get hurt." The voice was familiar, and she quickly turned around. All she could see were three boys, but their faces were covered with masks. She realized that they must be in her class, but she really had no idea of who they were.
"What's going on?" she demanded to know. "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who we are," said that same voice, apparently their leader. "If you don't try to get away, then you won't be hurt. Come with us."
"No, I won't," she said, and tried to run away, but they were quicker than she was, and besides, she felt a knife at her back.
"I said don't try anything," said their leader. "You will come with us." This time she reluctantly obeyed. She really had no choice.
"What do you want?" she asked. "Who are you?"
"Never mind," they said. "You'll find out just who we are in due time. You will know right now what we want."
They dragged her to a very secluded spot hidden by lots of trees. "Here," they said. "Lie down."
"What for?"
"You'll see." She saw all right. She saw the boy who was their leader begin to unzip his pants.
"What are you doing?" she asked, knowing full well what they were going to do.
"Taking out my cock," he replied. "I understand that you like big cocks. Well, I've got a really big one for you, teach."
"What are you talking about?" she demanded of them.
"Oh, come off it, teacher," said one of the boys. "We know that you love big cocks. You really loved Douggie's big prick, didn't you? You sucked his cock yesterday and then you wouldn't let him fuck you. We know all about it, so don't deny it."
"I'm not admitting to anything," she said. "What did Douglas tell you?"
"We're not saying who told us," said the same boy, "but we know just the same. We are all going to fuck you teacher. You are going to love all of our big pricks all the way up your cunt hole."
For the first time, she really was afraid. She wasn't afraid of being fucked, but she didn't like the idea of the three of them fucking her. Who knows where it would all end? There were twenty guys in the class, and while there were several of them still too immature to know what fucking was all about, a good majority of them probably weren't virgins when they were two. They sure were a rough bunch.
"Okay, teach, take your clothes off," the leader commanded. She didn't move. "You heard me, take off your clothes."
"Well," said another boy, "if she won't take off her clothes, I will. I love to take off a girl's clothes. I like to rip them off, and grab at their tits and cunt." He started right in to remove her blouse.
"Hey, you'll rip it," she protested. She wanted to scream, but she knew that she might be knifed if she did so. These young kids could sometimes let matters get out of hand.
"Okay, then, teach, you take it off." She started to remove her clothes.
"Wow!" exclaimed one boy. "You sure got nice tits. I like to suck and lick tits, baby." He lost no time, but immediately began to suck on her nipples. She felt his tongue rapidly covering her fleshy mounds with warm saliva.
"Oh, yeah!" exclaimed another boy, "suck her tits. Wow, that looks great. My cock is getting really hard for you, teach. I am going to fuck you as he sucks your hot tits, baby!" The boy unzipped his pants. She looked at the three of them. They all had hard cocks and they were all going to fuck her. She didn't know whether to relax and enjoy it or try to resist.
"Come on, teach, take off your panties. I want to see what a nice pink cunt you have. I want my fucking hard dick to slide all the way up your hole."
Two of the boys ripped off the rest of her clothes. They didn't want to wait for her to finish the job herself and they were really in a hurry.
"Oh, baby, look at that cunt! Look at the teacher's nice cunt hairs. I am going to fuck you, teacher. Look at my hard prick. Come on, look at it!"
Miss Stevenson looked at the boy's erect penis. It was very big and hard and she could see it throbbing, just waiting for the right moment to plunge into her soft female flesh.
"Do you like it?" he asked. "Come on, teacher, do you like my hard cock?"
She didn't respond. She was staring at his prick and he knew that she wanted it.
"Come on, answer him," shouted one of the other boys. "Do you like his prick? Maybe you would rather have my cock up your hole?"
"Yes," she said softly, "I like it. I like it very much."
"That's right," he said. "You like my prick. Tell me how much you want my cock up your twat. Come on teacher, I want to hear you tell me how much you want me to fuck you. Tell me or else!"
"Yes, yes," she said. "I want your cock."
"That's not good enough," said the boy. "Tell me like you really want it."
Miss Stevenson felt desperate. She wanted to be fucked, but she didn't want to be raped. She, of course, had no real choice. She made a quick decision and decided that she would go along with them. She wanted to be fucked really badly. She hadn't been fucked in a long time, and the first cock that she had was Douglas' prick just yesterday. These three boys with their three hard pricks were making her cunt flow wildly.
"Yes!" she shouted. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to do with me whatever you want. I need to feel your meat up my cunt hole!"
"That's better, teach," he replied: "Okay, baby, my cock is going to slide into your deep hole. You are going to feel what a real prick can do to you. I'm going to fuck you, teacher, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
He lowered his prick meat to her cunt hole. It pressed against her pussy hairs and she felt his warm and hard cock about to slide between her cunt lips. She began to crave his meat, and she had to feel the dork rammed into her.
"Fuck me, please fuck me!" she begged. "Oh, please fuck me hard with your big meat. I want to feel that cock inside my hole!"
"That you will, teach," he said as his penis began to pump in and out of her hole. "My cock feels so good inside your fucking hot cunt. Oh, baby, this feels so good!"
"Yes, it feels good," she panted. "Oh, please fuck me harder. Let me feel your balls slapping against my hole. Fuck me, please! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
His penis pumped harder and harder into her desperately craving hole. She needed to feel that hard prick pumping away at her body. It felt better and better. His meat was so big and her cunt hole was so wet and warm. Both of them were beginning to writhe with erotic pleasure.
"Wow!" exclaimed one of the other boys, "look at him go. He is really fucking that teacher, ain't he? Wow, I love to watch teacher getting fucked!"
This boy began to rub his meat over his teacher's body. He wanted to jerk off and shoot his come all over Miss Stevenson's naked flesh.
She looked up and saw him playing with his cock and balls. She was longing to feel that second cock inside her. She needed his cock too.
"Let me suck you off," she pleaded. "I want to suck your big prick."
"Sure, teacher," he said. "You can take all of my hard meat into your mouth. I would really like to face-fuck you, baby. I want to fuck your fucking mouth."
He rammed his prick into her mouth. Her lips closed around his shaft and she began to suck hard. She licked his dick and his balls and her cunt and her mouth were now filled with cock.
"Fuck her!" screamed the boy whose cock was being sucked. "Fuck her while she sucks my cock. I want to feel my come shooting into her mouth when your cock is shooting into her cunt! Oh, baby, suck that hot cock! Suck me off, baby! Suck me! Lick my balls and suck my cock!"
Miss Stevenson could feel her pupils' cocks pounding away inside her body. The more they fucked her, the more she craved. She wanted more and more cock meat. She was feeling a tremendous release for the first time in her life. She loved being fucked. She loved it more than she had ever dreamed possible.
"Suck that cock!" screamed the boy pumping his meat into her face. "Suck it! Suck it!" He felt his body shaking with the beginnings of a massive orgasm.
Her cunt was overflowing with her hot syrups. It began to ooze and drip out of her hole, and she was covered with her own wetness. Those young boys really knew how to make her feel good. They knew just what she wanted.
There was still a third cock that she wanted. The third boy who had come to rape her was holding his dork in his hand and jerking off. She wanted to feel his come as it shot out of his prick. She wanted him to whack off over her body.
He seemed to realize this and he began to rub his prick harder and harder. His balls were swinging wildly in the air, and he didn't slow down, but rubbed and rubbed his dick until suddenly, his cream began to gush out and land all over her.
"Oh, baby!" he cried. "I'm coming! I'm shooting all over you!! Oh, baby, it feels so good!"
Miss Stevenson used her fingers to wipe that boy's come from her body. She didn't want it to spill on the ground, and she wanted to lick it. Her mouth was full of cock and this boy too. was about to shoot his load.
"Eat it!" he screamed as he smashed his penis down her throat. "Eat that fucking meat! Suck my fucking hard cock, baby! Suck it! Suck it!! " Suddenly his cock burst open with a flood of come. She sucked and licked as hard as she could. His prick trembled as its come shot out and entered his teacher's waiting mouth.
She swallowed all of his come. She wanted more and more. She didn't want to miss a single gob of cream. That tasted so good. She drank all of his semen and wanted more.
Miss Stevenson realized that her body was still covered with come. She started to lick it off her fingers, but she still wanted more.
"Let me suck you again," she pleaded. "I must have another cock in my mouth." Her cunt was still being pounded hard by the leader's prick. He plunged his cock into her hole as hard as he could and he rammed it back and forth.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Oh, that feels so good! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder and faster!" His body began to tremble and quake. He was about to shoot.
"Oh, baby, take it!" he screamed. "I'm coming! I'm shooting your cunt full of juice!" His cock gushed forth with his sperm. She screamed and moaned as her cunt filled with his hot liquid. It felt wonderful. She spread her legs wide, wanting to take in all of his cock cream.
"Oh, that's wonderful, that's wonderful," she moaned. "Oh, please fuck me again. I want to feel your cocks in me again. Fuck me, please fuck me. I want to be fucked. I want to suck your cocks. Let me suck you. Fuck me. Shove your cocks into me, please, please!"
Miss Stevenson was desperately craving more and more cocks. She seemed to be making up for lost time. She was aching for all the lost years of chastity. It had taken young boys in her class to show her what she had been missing for such a very long time.
"Hey, teach, you liked that?" they asked her.
"Oh, yes," she replied. "It was wonderful. I really loved it. I would love it if you would fuck me again. Oh, it was so good. It was really so good."
"That's great," said the leader of the group. "We're glad that you-liked it because we are going to fuck you again and again. We all loved it, didn't we?"
The other boys nodded in agreement. They wanted to keep her there and fuck her and let her suck their pricks. They didn't ever want to let her go.
"Please!" she begged. "Please fuck me again. I want to feel your hard meat. Please fuck me. Please!"
The boys looked at each other. They had never expected this from their teacher. The most they had hoped for was that she wouldn't put up too much of a fight, but she really wanted more! Their Miss Stevenson really wanted to be fucked again and again. The thought of that made their pricks harder. Instead of getting soft, they remained hard, and they all wanted to fuck her now.
"What would you like now, teacher?" they asked. "Do you want to get fucked again by all of us?"
"Yes," she told them. "It is wonderful. I love it. Please fuck me."
Miss Stevenson couldn't seem to get herself in control. She knew, even while she was pleading to be fucked again, that she should get up and go home. She wanted very much to go home and she even thought of reporting these boys to the police, but she couldn't. She had to have their pricks inside her hole again. She craved it. Her vagina felt cold without a warm cock pumping inside.
"Okay," said their leader. "You can fuck her." He said this to the boy who had face-fucked Miss Stevenson before.
"Thanks," said the boy. "I really am hard again for her cunt. I would love to slide my prick all the way up her hole."
"Yes," she begged. "Fuck me, oh, please fuck me!" The boy began to slide his dick inside his teacher's cunt slit. He started to fuck her slowly at first, but then more and more rapidly. Her body craved his meat. She couldn't get enough cock meat.
"That feels so good," she told him. "Oh, baby, your prick feels so good!" Her legs were spread as wide as she could. It was as if she wanted to swallow up his entire body inside her cunt. She wanted all of his hard maleness inside her soft and delicate female slit.
The boy's balls were banging against her flesh. She reached out and began to squeeze them. She began to think back to the time when she was playing with her brother's balls. They too, felt good. This guy's balls were bigger than her brother's. She loved it. She couldn't get enough of that meat.
Her cunt felt good. That hard meat sliding in and out of her hole was making her happy and warm. Miss Stevenson's body hadn't felt that good in a long, long time.
"Your prick feels good inside my pussy," she exclaimed. "Oh, I love it when you fuck me!"
The boy was increasing his speed as he pumped her hole. His penis felt like it was going to shoot her cunt full of his sperm.
"I'm going to fill you up, baby," he told her. "My cock is going to fill your cunt hole with all the rest of my cream."
Suddenly, Miss Stevenson felt a tremendous wave of hot foam pouring into her hole. She held on to his body tightly, and pressed him into her as deep as he could go.
"Yes, that's it!" she cried. "Fill me up with your come! Fuck me! Oh, baby, that's right! Fuck my hot hole! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She cried aloud as her cunt flowed and overflowed with her own juice mixed with her student's cream. Her cunt began to ooze and drip warm liquids. Her clit was driving her completely wild.
She was screaming and writhing on the grass. She was loving every bit of it. The three boys were going wild over her body. They were having a wonderful time.
When it was over, she just looked up at the boys who had fucked her. She still didn't know who they were because they were still covered with their masks. Their cocks were still out of their pants, and she would have liked to have gotten fucked again.
"Hey, we gotta get out of here," said their leader. "I think I hear someone coming." The three boys zipped up their pants and ran. She lay there. She still couldn't move. Her clothes were torn and she didn't have the energy to get up.
She looked up and saw who the footsteps belonged to. It was Douglas. "Hey, teach, are you all right."
"Yeah, I'm okay."
"You don't look too okay."
"I'm all right, I said."
"What happened?"
"You know perfectly well," she said. "You put those guys up to it."
"Me?"
"Yeah, you."
"I did not," he protested. "I didn't have anything at all to do with it."
She was beginning now to feel guilty that she had enjoyed getting fucked. She wanted to have hated it, because that's what you're suppose to feel when you're raped, and she couldn't accept the fact that she enjoyed it.
She enjoyed it so much that she asked to be fucked again, and again but it wasn't right.
"You had everything to do with it," she said to him. "You told the boys what happened after school yesterday."
Douglas started to object to that, but changed his mind. "Okay," he admitted, "I did tell them."
"Why did you lie about it earlier?" she asked.
"I don't know," he said. "I just wanted to forget about the whole thing."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I guess I didn't want you to call my father and tell him."
"Maybe I still will!" she said. "I can still do that."
Miss Stevenson started to gather what was left of her clothes. She luckily had a few safety pins with her in her bag, and she pinned her dress so that no one could tell right away that her dress was torn.
"You wouldn't tell him, would you?" he pleaded. "He'll beat me if he knew."
"Why shouldn't I?" she demanded. "Why shouldn't I go right now and tell him what you did yesterday and what you made these boys do today?"
"Because I didn't make you suck my cock," he said. "You just felt my hard prick and you wanted to do it. I had nothing to do with it."
"That's a lie," she said. "You forced me to do it."
"No I didn't," he insisted, "besides you liked it. Admit it, Miss Stevenson, you really liked sucking my cock."
"So?"
"So, you have no right to complain to my father about it because you wanted it as much as I did. You wouldn't be very fair if you did that."
"Well, I don't know," she said. "I think I should tell him."
"Please don't," he begged. "I'll let you do anything at all to me if you won't call him. He can be very mean if he wants to."
"Well, I guess I don't have to," she said, eyeing his crotch. "You do have something that I want. If you let me suck your cock again, I'll never call him."
"Okay, teacher," he said. "You've got yourself a deal. I know that you like my cock. I knew that yesterday. You do like it, don't you?"
"Yes," she admitted. "I do like big cocks. They make my cunt and mouth feel so good. But you will have to do one thing for me," she said.
"Sure," he replied. "What's that?"
"You mustn't ever tell anyone ever again what we do together. I'm sure that you can understand why."
"Okay, Miss Stevenson," he said. "I won't tell a soul. I promise."
"Well, let's not stay here," she told him. "It's getting late and I'm tired of being in this park. We can go to my place."
"Where do you live?" he asked her. "Is it far? My father will be expecting me."
"It's not far," she said. "It's only a little ways from here. We can walk. It should only take us about ten minutes."
"Great," he said. "I'm glad that we are getting along better now."
"So am I," said Miss Stevenson. "I think that the two of us can become really great friends."
Teacher and pupil walked together slowly out of the park. The approached her house, and when they entered, she offered him a drink.
"Gee, thanks," he said. "My father never lets me drink. He says that twelve is much too young to drink."
"Well, maybe he's right," she said. "I had forgotten how young you were. You seem much more mature for your age than twelve."
"Oh." He sounded disappointed. "I guess maybe I shouldn't drink then. I wouldn't want to get you into any sort of trouble."
"How could you get me in trouble?" she asked. "If you want a drink, I guess it's all right for you to have one."
"Yeah, I really would like one."
"What will you have?"
"I don't know. What is there?"
"Scotch. Bourbon. Vodka."
"Vodka, please. I really don't like the taste of scotch. Do you have orange juice or something to go with it?"
Miss Stevenson smiled. He was very young. He probably didn't like the taste of vodka either, and vodka had no taste.
"Sure," she said. She went into the kitchen and came back with two screwdrivers. "Here," she said as she handed Douglas one of the drinks.
They toasted each other. Miss Stevenson was glad to have a companion in her living room. It had been empty for so long.
"I'm really glad you're my teacher," said Douglas. "I like you."
"And I like you very much too," she replied. "I'm glad that you are in my class. I think that now that we understand each other, we'll be able to get along quite well."
"Yeah," said Douglas, patting his crotch. "This is what will keep us together."
"That's true," she agreed. "I still can't get over how big your prick is. I would never have thought that a boy your age would have such a big cock."
"It runs in the family," said Douglas. "You should see my father's prick. His cock is almost twelve inches long."
"Really?" exclaimed Miss Stevenson. "That would really feel great inside my cunt. I could feel that cock sliding all the way inside my body. I don't think my pussy has ever taken in a cock that big."
"My prick isn't that big," said Douglas, "but it's still bigger than most guys. I really loved the way you sucked my cock. I bet if I fucked you, we would both love it even more."
"I know we would," said Miss Stevenson. "I think that's what I would really like you to do."
"Sure," said Douglas. "I would really like to get to know your fleshy vagina. I know I will like it. You look like one dynamite chick."
Miss Stevenson began to put her arms around Douglas. She loved young boys. The younger a boy was, the better she liked him, and a young boy with a big prick was the best of all.
"Do you prefer older women?" she asked him. "Would you rather fuck a girl your own age, or a woman like me?" Miss Stevenson's referring to herself as an older woman was funny, inasmuch as she was just in her early twenties. But to Douglas, she must have seemed like an older woman.
"Actually, it doesn't matter to me," said Douglas. "I like women to have big tits and a luscious slit. I bet you have really soft cunt lips. Your tits are great. And you like my cock. That's what I really go for in a woman."
"Well, I go for you," said Miss Stevenson. "I go for a boy who has a really big piece of meat."
"That's good," said Douglas, "because right now my meat is getting bigger than it has ever gotten before, If you thought my cock was big yesterday, wait until I'm fucking you. Look how hard it is now."
Douglas unzipped his pants. His prick was harder than it had been, and he was aching to fuck his junior high school teacher.
"Wow," she exclaimed. "Your cock is something. Nobody has ever fucked me with a cock like that."
"Well, Danny fucked you this afternoon.. . " Douglas realized that he said something he shouldn't have said.
"Danny Smith?"
"Uh, forget I said that."
"I thought his voice sounded familiar. So it was Danny Smith. I wonder who the other guys were."
Douglas felt ashamed that he had betrayed his friends. He wondered what Miss Stevenson would do to them.
"Look," he said. "I know I shouldn't have said that. I hope you won't do anything to them."
"I don't know," she replied. "Why?"
"I won't let you suck me ever again, and I won't fuck you, even though I want to, unless you promise that you won't report them."
"I don't know," she said. "What they did was unforgivable."
"Maybe," said Douglas, "but they really were turned on by you. You've got to admit that you are a sexy lady."
"You think so?"
"Oh, come on, Miss Stevenson, you know you are sexy. Look at how hard all those boys got because of you. You are a really great looking chick."
"Well thanks," said Miss Stevenson. "I guess I'm not bad looking."
"Not bad looking? Hell, you are beautiful. That's why my cock is so hard. It's hard because I'm just waiting to fuck that delicious slit that you've got. I want to fuck you, Miss Stevenson. I want to fuck you really bad."
Douglas started playing with his cock. His huge elongated meat became harder and harder under the pressure of his hand.
"Oh, Douglas, that's beautiful. Oh, Douglas, baby I want it, I want your cock!" Miss Stevenson reached out to touch it. She put one hand on her crotch and tried to touch Douglas' ! prick with the other.
"No," he said. "You can't have it."
"But I want it."
"Please!"
"Promise me that you won't get Danny or any of the others in trouble."
"I can't."
"Then you can't have my cock." Douglas started to put his cock back inside his pants. He stood up, and she looked longingly at his penis.
"Okay," she said, "I promise. I won't tell on them. I must feel your cock inside my cunt, Douglas. I must let you fuck me. Please fuck me. I want your balls and your cock. Please!"
"Well, okay," he said. "You've promised now, remember."
"I promise, I promise," she insisted. "Please fuck me. Oh, Douglas, please take out your cock and balls again. Please unzip your pants! Your cock looks so tempting even inside your pants. Please fuck me!"
She reached out and massaged his fly. His cock was still stiff and throbbing and she desperately craved his meat.
"You'll have to do as I say," he told her.
"You will have to do everything that I tell you to do."
"I will," she panted. "I will. Tell me to do anything. I will do it so long as I have your meat inside my body. Please, Douglas. Please let me feel your prick."
"Okay," he said unzipping his fly again. "You can touch my penis."
"Oh, thank you, thank you," she moaned. "Oh, Douglas, your cock is so big. Oh, Douglas, I love feeling your hard meat and your balls. Let me eat your balls and your dick, please Douglas. I want to suck your cock."
"No," he said. "You will do as I say now. I don't want you to give me orders. I'm going to give you the orders around here."
"Yes, yes, anything you say, Douglas. I will do anything you say so long as you fuck me. Fuck me, please!"
"Okay," he said. "First remove all your clothes. Do it slowly so I can get really excited."
"Yes," she panted. "I will take off everything." She started to unbutton her blouse.
"What are you doing?" he asked. "I'm taking off my blouse," she said. "Why?"
"Because I want you to see my tits. I want to enjoy licking my tits and my nipples and sucking them and eating them. Please suck my tits Douglas, here they are, suck them!" She cupped her breasts in her hands and offered them to him."
Douglas reached out and grabbed his teacher's tits. "Mmmmm, they are good," he said as his tongue licked her nipples. "Your tits are really good." He licked and sucked hard on them. He was getting really hot now, and he was aching to thrust his prick deep into Miss Stevenson's hot pussy.
"Now, now," she pleaded. "Fuck me, oh, Douglas, fuck me. Ram your cock all the way into my hole. I want my pussy meat to feel your big dick sliding in and out. Please fuck me, Douglas, please fuck me really hard."
Douglas looked at her. She really was luscious. She was removing her panties now, and he could see her dripping cunt, completely open to him. He was ready to ram her pussy with his hard cock.
"I've got a really big hard-on for you," he told her. "My cock is ready to enter your slit. Oh, baby, it looks good. Your cunt really looks ripe and ready for me."
"It is, it is," she insisted. "I want your prick to be fucking my quim, Douglas. Please, please fuck me really hard." She grasped hold of his balls. "Oh, these feel so good. They are full of juice, Douglas, and I want that juice shot up into my pussy hole. I want your cream to empty itself deep into my hole. Fuck me, Douglas, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!! "
"Oh, yes, baby!" he panted, "I'm going to fuck you. Watch my dick enter your hole. Oh, baby, that feels so good. I love it. I love to feel your cunt around my dick. Wow, baby, this feels so nice!"
Her cunt lips parted and allowed his penis to enter. He was so hard, that she could feel him practically all the way up her body. She needed that meat. She needed that twelve-year-old boy's hard cock to make her pussy slit feel really good and warm. Her juices were flowing rapidly, and she lubricated his spear and they both felt really good.
"Oh!" she cried. "Oh, Douglas, I love it! Your prick feels great inside my flesh! Your balls are slapping my cunt meat. Fuck me harder, Douglas! Fuck me as hard as you can!" She was groaning and screaming as loud as she could. She didn't have to worry this time about a crowd hearing her because they were alone in her apartment. She loved getting fucked. This was the best fuck of her entire life. She had never felt so satisfied before.
Douglas was pumping away madly inside her body. He felt his cock penetrating all the way inside her hole. He began to bite hard on her tits, and she squealed with erotic delight.
"Oh, baby, I'm going to come!" he shouted. "I'm going to shoot your cunt full of hot cream!"
"Yes!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Oh, Douglas, let me feel my cunt filling up with your juice. Let me feel you, baby! Shoot me! Fuck me! Fill me up with hot come!"
Douglas' prick let loose with hot jets of creamy come. His sperm shot out with great force entering her luscious cunt hole and making them both happy. "Oh, baby, oh, baby!" he shouted. "Oh, baby, it feels so good!"
He pumped rapidly. He couldn't control himself. He went wild. His balls swung wildly in the air, slamming down hard on her cunt. His prick flooded her hole with hot juice.
Miss Stevenson's cunt syrups oozed out of her hole. She screamed with pleasure as her clitoris began to make her go wild.
"I'm coming!" she shouted. "My cunt is making me crazy!" Her cunt filled up with both of their comes. They held each other tightly. His young prick meat and her luscious slit were joined in a wild and frenzied climax.
"Oh, baby, that was wonderful!" he exclaimed. "You have a dynamite cunt hole."
She looked pleased. Douglas removed his prick from her hole, but immediately put his fingers into her cunt. "Oh, Douglas, baby," she gasped. "I don't want you to stop. I would like to have your young cock meat inside my hole all the time."
"I can, baby, I can," he said. "Boy, do you have a luscious slit. I could really fuck you all the time."
"Yes, yes," she panted, as he fucked her again, this time with his fingers. "Oh, that is wonderful."
Douglas really enjoyed playing with her meat. She had a beautiful pussy hole. His fingers felt good ramming into her hole, and he would have liked to have spent the entire evening with his teacher.
"Oh," he exclaimed as he glanced at his watch, "it's really getting quite late. I would like to stay, but I can't. My father will be getting very angry with me if I don't get back right away."
"Do you really have to leave?" she asked. "I would very much like you to stay."
"I'd love to stay," he said. "I would like nothing better than to be with you and fuck you all night long. Look," he said, pointing to his stiffening cock, "my cock is getting hard again, just thinking about staying with you, but I can't, I really can't. We'll have another session again, soon, I promise you."
"Oh, I'd like that very much," she said. "I would really like it if you were to fuck me again. I need your cock Douglas. I know you've probably never heard a teacher say this to you before, but I do need your cock. I need your beautiful young prick and your balls more than I've ever needed a piece of male meat before."
"Sure, Miss Stevenson," he said, "I will be back. We are going to have some great times together, I just know it."
"Yes, please!" she said. "I need you very much."
"Good," he replied. "I've really got to go now. I'll see you in school tomorrow and then we can set up some more times together. I'm sorry I've got to run, but I do."
Douglas got dressed. He put his shirt back on, and then his pants. Miss Stevenson tried to hold on to his cock so that he couldn't leave, but he pulled it away from her and zipped up his pants. She longed to hold onto his bulging crotch, but he unlocked the door and left.
This was one student that she was never told about all during her training. Obviously, Miss Stevenson had a lot to learn.