Chapter 3
So Douglas had gone. Miss Stevenson was alone again, and she was beginning to hate it. She wanted to get married, but there hadn't been the right guy before. Douglas was the right guy, but he was twelve years old, practically half her age.
Who else was there? No one. Miss Stevenson thought about her former lovers, of which there were very few. She had once been seeing a young man who studied with her, but he left her sexually unsatisfied.
There was a guy, named Jeremy, who loved to fuck her, and he did have a big cock, but he moved to another city without so much as saying goodbye. She thought she had loved him, but since he had gone, all she could think about was his cock, and she wanted more than that in a marriage.
If only Douglas were older! If only he were eighteen or so. That wouldn't be too young, but to wait for him to grow up would be too difficult. He probably would forget all about her once he left her class. Douglas was interested in her only because he had something to gain by being nice to her. She was important to him only because she could give him good grades. He didn't really care about her.
Miss Stevenson felt lonely all over again. There was no one in her life. No one special person who cared about her and about whom she felt particular tenderness. She had entered teaching hoping to meet some nice young eligible bachelors, but she didn't seem able to meet them. Where were they? Where were all these nice young men?
Miss Stevenson went to prepare her dinner again. She hated eating alone. Maybe she could persuade Douglas to dine with her the next evening. Maybe that's what she would do. So she couldn't marry him, at least she could be with him. They could fuck or do whatever he wanted. She was going to speak to him the very next day.
Miss Stevenson decided that she would do whatever he asked. His cock so appealed to her, that to have it, she would do whatever he wanted. It didn't matter what he would say, she would be willing to give in to him. The thought of it excited her. She was going to be his slave.
The next day at school, Miss Stevenson decided that she would have a talk with the boys who raped her. She knew Danny had done it, but who were the other two?
"I would like to see you after class," she said to Danny.
"Why?"
"You'll find out later," she said. "It's important that I talk to you."
Douglas heard this and became very upset She had promised him that she wouldn't do anything that could hurt Danny, and this sounded like she was breaking her promise. He decided to wait around and see what she planned to do.
"Well?" demanded Danny after everyone else had gone home.
"I just want to know if it was you who attacked me yesterday," she said. "Was it?"
"Who, me?" he replied.
"Yes," she said. "I want you to be honest. I won't do anything that will get you into trouble, but I want to know who did it."
"Well, I don't know," said Danny.
"What do you mean, you don't know? You must know if it was you or not."
"Yeah, it was me, but I can't tell you who the other guys were."
"Come on, Danny, tell me."
"No. I won't snitch on them."
"If you don't, I'll send you down to Dr. Strong. It would be better if you told me who your companions were."
"No."
"Okay, Danny, you go right down to the principal's office. He will be waiting for you."
Danny started to leave. He wasn't going to rat on his friends. His friend, Douglas, strode into the room.
"Hey," he called out, "you lied to me."
"What are you talking about, Douglas?" replied Miss Stevenson. "I didn't he to you."
"Yes you did. You promised me that you wouldn't get Danny in trouble for having sex with you in the park yesterday. You are sending him down to the principal's office."
"Yes," she said. "But that's because he wouldn't tell me who his friends were. I have no intention of getting him in trouble because of his fucking me, but I have to know who the others are."
"Why?"
"Because I just have to know. I don't like to be fucked by anonymous people. I need to know who they were."
"What's going to happen to Danny?" asked Douglas.
"I don't know," his teacher replied. "You had better ask Dr. Strong that. I really don't know what he is going to do to him."
"Well, I think you are being unfair. You know that he only did it because he thought you would enjoy it."
"I do not enjoy having a knife in my back. That's not what I would call fun."
"Well, they didn't intend to use it, you know. If you had run away, they wouldn't have hurt you."
"How was I to know that? If you felt a knife in your back, you would do what that person said, wouldn't you? Or are you one of our brave citizens who would ignore all that?"
"I guess you are right," said Douglas. "I just hope that Danny doesn't get suspended or anything. I would hate to see that. He's my best friend."
"If he's that close to you, then you can tell him to reveal the names of his friends. I won't have this nonsense going on. Do you understand?
"Sure," said Douglas. "But I couldn't get him to reveal the names of his friends. He wouldn't do it. It's just not like him."
"Okay, have it your way, but I will take no responsibility for what Dr. Strong does to him. It's out of my hands entirely."
Douglas was very depressed when he left. He wanted to help Danny, but he realized that his teacher was right. It was one thing to have sex with someone who was willing, but another to use a knife. That was really going too far.
Miss Stevenson didn't want to see Douglas upset, but she really had no choice. She had to find out who those boys were who pulled a knife on her and forced her to get fucked. She did enjoy it, but that was secondary. She could have been hurt.
Danny and Dr. Strong entered her classroom just as soon as Douglas had gone.
"What seems to be the trouble, Miss Stevenson?" asked the principal. "This young man refuses to talk to me at all."
"Well, Danny, are you going to tell Dr. Strong what happened?"
"No."
"Shall I?"
"You wouldn't dare," he said. "It would get you in more trouble than it would get me."
"Is that so? Are you challenging me?"
"No, I just think that you don't really want to tell Dr. Strong what happened."
"What did happen?" he asked. "What has been going on?"
"This young man pulled a knife on me yesterday," said Miss Stevenson. "He and two of his friends."
"Really? Is that so, Danny?"
"Well, we really didn't mean any harm," said Danny. "We were just kidding around."
"Oh, is that so? Well, you really meant it then," said Miss Stevenson. "You weren't kidding, I assure you."
"Well, you come with me, young man," said Dr. Strong. "I'm going to have to call your parents about this."
He pulled Danny with him out of Miss Stevenson's classroom. She sat down at her desk. She hoped that Dr. Strong wouldn't expel him, but she really had no other choice. She still had to find out who those other two boys were.
She sat there for about half an hour. She was about to leave when Dr. Strong entered the room again.
"What did actually happen?" he asked. "I could get nothing else out of that kid."
"Well, it doesn't matter," she said. "I would rather not talk about it."
"I think it would be better if you did," said. 'I know it might be painful, but I think you should really not put it out of your mind. That sort of thing only encourages these creeps."
"Oh, Danny isn't a creep," said Miss Stevenson. "I think he and his friends just got carried away, that's all."
"Look," he said, "I've been in this business a lot longer than you have. I know that unless you put a stop to things like this very early, they will continue. I have known Danny, and I have a feeling that I know what he did."
"Oh?" She looked at him questioningly.
"Did he rape you? I know you might be embarrassed at this, but did he?"
Miss Stevenson turned red.
"I can see that he did. Well, you aren't the first one. He raped two other teachers last year, but each of them was afraid to file a complaint. If you don't, then there's nothing we can do."
"I don't want to file a complaint," said Miss Stevenson. "I just want to find out who those other boys were."
"I would file a complaint if I were you," said Dr. Strong, "or Danny and his friends will just be encouraged to do this again. I know it can be difficult for you, but we've got to stop them somewhere."
"Well, let me think about it," said Miss
Stevenson. "I will have to talk it over with some people." To her, some people meant Douglas. She would speak to him tomorrow and maybe she could persuade his friend to reveal those two other names. That way, Danny would be spared expulsion.
Dr. Strong left her alone. She gathered up her things and started to go home. She was nearly home when she ran into Danny.
"Oh, hello," she said as she continued to walk. "Did Dr. Strong say anything to you?"
"He's going to expel me," said Danny. "All because of you."
"Because of me? How so?"
"Because you told him what happened. I didn't think you would. He said you are going to file a complaint against me."
"So?"
"Well, I don't think that's fair. You enjoyed it as much as we did. You are being a hypocrite."
"Who were your friends? I won't file a complaint if you tell me who your friends were."
"I can't."
"Then I can't help you. Good day." She started to walk on. He followed her.
"You can't mean that, can you?"
"I can mean anything I want," she said. "Why?"
"Well, if I tell you, will you drop the complaint."
"Possibly."
"Then why should I tell you?"
"Because if you don't, then I definitely won't drop the complaint. You know what will happen to you if you get expelled?"
"No, what?"
"The only school you will be able to go to will be a reform school. You wouldn't like that very much, I can assure you."
"Well, if I tell you, please don't let me get expelled."
"Tell me, and then I'll decide."
"Okay," he said. He looked miserable as he was about to squeal on his two friends. "They were Arnie Jackson and Owen Carroll."
"Arnie and Owen? Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't get innocent guys in trouble. Please don't get me expelled."
"I'll see. You go home now. I'll talk to you again tomorrow."
"Yeah, thanks," said Danny.
Miss Stevenson walked home. She wondered what she should do. She really had no intention of filing a complaint against him, but Dr. Strong thought that she should. She would just like to forget the whole thing now. It was both pleasant and unpleasant, but she wanted to turn her attention to other matters and not bother with him anymore.
The next day, she arrived early, as his her custom, and discovered that Douglas was there before her. She was surprised to see him there at that hour, and said so.
"Yeah, well I wanted to talk to you before anyone else got here," he said. "I want to talk to you about Danny."
"What about Danny?" asked Miss Stevenson. "What do you want to talk about?"
"I really would appreciate it if you wouldn't get him expelled," he said. "Maybe I will try to talk him into revealing those names."
"lie already did," said Miss Stevenson. "Yesterday."
"Really?"
"Yes. Arnie and Owen. At least I assume he was telling me the truth." Douglas whistled.
"Wow! Yeah, that's who they were. I didn't think he would say anything. So you won't expel him?"
"I didn't make any promises," said Miss Stevenson, "but I'm glad that he came forward with the truth. I don't think I will file a complaint."
"You can't," said Douglas, "because you promised me you wouldn't."
"That's true," said his teacher. "Very well, I won't, but I would like you to see to it that he doesn't do anything like that again."
"Okay, Miss Stevenson, I will." Douglas was overjoyed that his friend had gotten a reprieve. He eagerly awaited the arrival of Danny to tell him the good news.
Joseph Baker, one of her earliest troublemakers walked into the room with Danny. He apparently had decided that he would rape Miss Stevenson if she didn't drop the complaint, but when Douglas shouted to Danny that he wasn't going to be expelled, Joseph calmed down.
Miss Stevenson wondered what was happening. She had a feeling that she had done the right thing, because several of the boys looked at her with much hatred. She wondered if she should right then and there ask for a transfer to another school and start out all over.
There was a bit of trouble in the classroom that day. It was Friday, and no one wanted to pay her any attention. She was having trouble with the girls for the first time, and she was really furious when Douglas and Maryjane Adams kept whispering to each other all during class.
"I'd like to speak to both of you after school," she said to them. "This sort of thing has got to stop."
Maryjane giggled. She knew what sometimes went on during Miss Stevenson's after-hours lectures, but she was there with Douglas.
"Okay, you two, I want you to know that if either one of you continue to talk during my classes, you both can be suspended. Don't start acting up with me."
Douglas looked a little embarrassed. He didn't want to seem like teacher's pet, which is what some of the kids were calling him. and he needed to act up to prove that he was still a regular guy. Maryjane was a little troublemaker from the start, and the two of them were proving to be a headache for the teacher.
She was about to really give them a scolding, when she received a message that the principal wanted to speak to her. She figured that it was about Danny, and she decided to tell him to drop the complaint, but she had to leave Douglas and Maryjane.
"I want you two to be here when I get back," she said. "I will return very soon. Don't either one of you two leave. I'm not finished with you yet."
"Well, okay," said Douglas. He knew he was going to catch hell from his father. He hadn't been home on time all week.
Miss Stevenson's guess about what Dr. Strong had on his mind was correct. She explained to him that Danny had apologized and that he had given her the names of his two friends, and that she therefore didn't want to pursue the matter any further.
"Well, I think you are making a mistake," he told her, "but I can't force you to do things my way. I would really think it better if he were to be gotten rid of."
"I don't agree with you," said Miss Stevenson. "I would like to forget the whole tiling."
He reluctantly agreed not to expel Danny, and Miss Stevenson headed back towards her classroom. She opened the door and was amazed at what she saw.
Douglas and Maryjane were on the floor in the back of the room and they were fucking. They hadn't heard her enter, and so they didn't stop their activity.
"Oh, Douglas, your cock is so big!" exclaimed Maryjane. "It's making my cunt all hot and wet!"
Douglas was pumping away at that young girl's hole. His prick was deeply embedded in her body, and he was causing her to scream with ecstasy.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Oh, Douggie, fuck me, fuck me!" Miss Stevenson looked with amazement as her pupil's prick pounded away at that eleven-year-old female flesh. She had a young pubescent cunt and Douglas' cock looked like it was too big for it.
"Yes, Maryjane, baby, I'm going to really make you feel good. My cock is going to make your hole feel really great. Do you like my cock?"
"Oh, yes, Douglas, oh yes! I love your big meat. My hot cunt feels so good. I feel my juices flowing all over your big meat."
"What's going on here?" demanded Miss Stevenson. "What are you doing?"
Douglas looked up at her. "Oh, we got carried away." He stopped pumping his prick into Maryjane and she looked frightened.
"You should do that at home," said their teacher. "This is my classroom."
"Oh, come off it," said Maryjane, "you and Douglas had sex here. He told me that you sucked his cock. If you can do it, why can't I?"
"What did you tell her?" she asked Douglas. "Did you tell her that?"
Douglas looked sheepish. "Yeah," he said. "I did say that. It was true, you know. You did suck my cock right here in this room."
"See?" said Maryjane. "If you can suck his cock here, then I can get fucked. I love big pricks and Douglas has a really fat cock."
"Well, then," said Douglas, "you and Miss Stevenson have something in common. Both of you like big pricks."
Maryjane giggled. "Well, I've got him now," she said. "You can't have him until I'm finished, right, Douggie?"
"Right," answered Douglas. "We're almost done. I'm almost about to shoot." He and Maryjane went back to their activity. Miss Stevenson was fascinated by the sight of two of her pupils fucking. Their young bodies really turned her on.
The continued to fuck. She could see that Douglas was about ready to come. The sight of his huge prick thrust deep into that nubile young girl's twat made her own cunt begin to ooze. She put her hands inside her skirt and started to finger-fuck herself.
Her eyes became glued to Douglas' cock. In and out it went into Maryjane's hot open slit. She could see Maryjane's juices flowing out of her hole, and she wanted to get down and lick that sweet cunt. Yes, she thought, why not? Why not lick out Maryjane's cunt hole? She got down on her knees and started to help Douglas drive Maryjane completely wild.
"Oh, fuck me!" she cried. "Oh, that feels so good! I want that cock, Douglas! Fuck me hard with your big hard prick meat."
Suddenly, Douglas's prick opened up and a torrent of cream gushed out. "I'm coming!" he shouted. "Oh, baby, I'm coming! I'm shooting! I'm coming!" His come raced forth into her hole and it began to ooze out of her slit mixed with her come. Miss Stevenson's tongue rapidly flicked out and she scooped up both their juices and drank them.
"That tastes good," said Miss Stevenson. "Douglas, your come tastes even better mixed with hot female syrup."
"You bet it does," cried Maryjane. "Lick out my cunt hole, teacher. Please lick my fucking hot pussy slit! Eat me, baby, eat my cunt hole!"
Miss Stevenson went wild, sucking and licking Maryjane's hot hole. Douglas was withdrawing his penis from that young slit, and Miss Stevenson licked his shaft as it came out, and then went back to continue sucking Maryjane.
"That looks exciting," exclaimed Douglas. "I would like to join you and lick her hole." He bent over and started to suck out Maryjane. His teacher's tongue met his and they kissed for a long time. Douglas began to get excited again, and his prick started to stiffen up.
"I would like to fuck you, Miss Stevenson," he announced. "Look at my cock. See how stiff I'm getting. You are really turning me on, I really mean it. I'm so hard, I could fuck both of you at once. You are making my hard-on bigger and bigger."
Miss Stevenson took hold of Douglas' stiff dork and began to rub it. She wanted it to become very stiff so it would feel really good up her vaginal hole.
"Yes," she panted. "Fuck me, Douglas. Please fuck me again."
"What about me?" asked Maryjane. "I want to be fucked again too."
"I'll eat out your hole while he's fucking me," said Miss Stevenson. "You should really like that. Your hole will feel really great and so will mine."
Miss Stevenson proceeded to eat her female pupil's cunt hole. Her tongue flicked in and out of that sweet and delicate hole. It was hot and wet and Maryjane began to writhe with great ecstasy. It was driving her wild.
"Oh, Miss Stevenson," she moaned, "your tongue is making my cunt feel so hot. Please lick my hole out. Eat my hot cunt, please eat me! Eat my hole!"
Douglas was getting very excited watching the two females have sex. He grabbed hold of his penis and started to press it all over Miss Stevenson's body. His hard prick felt good in his hand. He loved playing with his cock and Miss Stevenson's cunt seemed quite ready to take it in.
"I'm going to fuck you now," he told her. I'm ready to fuck you with my stiff shaft. Take it in, Miss Stevenson. Spread your legs and let me fuck you."
His balls were hot and ready to release some more juice just as soon as his shaft was stimulated enough. He knew that Miss Stevenson's hot cunt hole would provide just the right amount of massage. He wanted to flood her body with his hot cream.
"Fuck me!" Miss Stevenson cried. "Oh, Douglas baby, I want to feel your huge tool. Fuck my hot and horny hole," she commanded. "Oh, baby, I want it. I need it! I have got to be fucked, please fuck me! Fuck me really hard!"
Douglas was only too eager to fuck his teacher. He felt for her pussy hairs with the tip of his cock and finding them, forced his prick past her cunt lips and sank his organ deep into her open flesh hole.
"Ohh!! " Miss Steven sighed. "Oh, Douglas, that is wonderful. I love your prick. Your cock and balls are really driving me wild. Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
His prick slid all the way into her hole. She could feel his balls trying to enter her twat also and she wanted to open herself wide enough to let all of Douglas in.
"Eat my cunt!" screamed Maryjane. "Oh, please eat my pussy hole. I want to feel your big hot tongue sucking hard on my pussy slit. Suck me out, please suck me! Suck me!"
Miss Stevenson was going wild. Her cunt was filled with Douglas' hard meat and she was sucking out Maryjane's hot oozing slit. She couldn't control her shivering and shaking. She had to have more. More cock and more balls and more cunt. Miss Stevenson was going crazy with lustful desire for the hard penis and soft cunt that she now possessed.
Douglas was pounding inside her vagina violently. He thrust and plunged his cock all the way into her quim and he began to shake too. He was ready to shoot his load deep into his teacher's quim and he was going to coat her walls with his thick and creamy fluid.
"I'm coming!" he shouted. "Oh, baby, I'm coming! I'm shooting, I'm fucking your cunt! Fuck! Cock! Cunt! I'm fucking you, baby! I'm shooting my hot cream!"
Miss Stevenson could feel his hot cream shooting deep into her hole. She felt her oozing slit filling up with his cream at the same time that she was losing her juice. The floor was getting very wet, but none of them cared.
"Eat me!" moaned Maryjane. "Eat my fucking hot cunt hole, please eat me! Eat me!" Miss Stevenson's tongued that girl's young slit and Maryjane went wild. She felt those hot juices on her tongue as her young student began to cream inside her cunt. Her juices flowed like mad and the more they leaked out, the faster Miss Stevenson's tongue went.
The three of them were going wild. Douglas still felt his cock wanting another orgasm. That kid really could spurt and spurt all day long. Miss Stevenson wanted to take it in her mouth and suck him off again.
"Please let me suck you!" she pleaded. "I want to feel that hard cock shoved into my face again."
"I've got to go home," he said. "My father will beat me if I don't show up for dinner."
"For dinner? Is it that late already?"
"Yeah," said Douglas. "It's almost five-thirty. I think I had better be going."
"Me too," echoed Maryjane. "I have got to go home. Thanks, Miss Stevenson. You really made me feel very good. I love the way your tongue licked out my hole."
"It felt very good for me too," said Miss Stevenson. "I hadn't realized that your cunt would be so delicious. You look so young and your cunt could have been underdeveloped."
"Oh, no," she exclaimed. "My cunt has been giving me pleasure ever since I was nine. I love getting tongue-fucked and face-fucked and just plain fucked. I love cocks and balls and cunts. I would like to do this again. Do you think we could?"
"Sure," said Miss Stevenson. "I think that the three of us could get together again, but perhaps we shouldn't do it here. I think it would be better if we were to go over to my place. It's much safer there. No one will be there to surprise us."
"Who could surprise us here?" asked Maryjane.
"Well, you never know," said Miss Stevenson. "Dr. Strong for one. He's still in the school, and it's possible that a few of the other teachers will still be here."
"Yeah, I guess so," said Maryjane. "Perhaps it would be better at your place. I think that's a great idea."
"Yeah," agreed Douglas. "I know that I would feel much more comfortable if we could remain undisturbed. I could even get a bigger hard-on."
"You couldn't possibly get a bigger hard-on," said Miss Stevenson. "I have never seen a boy your age or even any age with a cock like yours. You look like your cock was really as big as it could possibly ever get."
"Yes, my prick did get very hard and big," said Douglas, "but I would like to see if I can even get it bigger. Maybe with the three of us at your place, we could really go wild. With two cunts, I think my cock can get the biggest it has ever been."
"We'll see," said Miss Stevenson. "Meantime, we really should go. It's getting quite late for all of us."
"Yes," said Maryjane, "and thank you again." The three of them got up, and got ready to leave. They were all quite happy over the latest turn of events.