Chapter 8
Frank and Dr. Strong had finally left. She was alone again, and she reflected upon the day's events. Two new things had really turned her on, and both of them surprised her. She loved, really loved spanking Frank. His young ass-flesh had made her cunt burning hot as soon as she started to hit it with her hand, and she wanted to be able to try it out on some of the other children. She knew that discipline was good for them, but up until now she hadn't realized how good it was for her, too.
Miss Stevenson also finally became aware how much she really enjoyed getting fucked in the ass. Her anus had hurt for a while, but the pleasure had overtaken the pain and it was something that she knew she would have to indulge in again and again. Her buttocks were reddened and swollen, but it was worth it. She would demand that Douglas fuck her up the ass. As soon as she would get home, she told herself, she would call him and insist that he come over and fuck her rear.
When she spoke to Douglas though, he didn't seem anxious to do it. "I don't know," he said. "I've never done it before."
"Neither had I," she told him, "until just today."
"Who did it?" he asked. "Who fucked you this afternoon?"
"Dr. Strong," she replied.
"The principal?"
"The same," she answered.
"Wow!"
"Why do you say that?" she asked. "Does that strike you as odd?"
"Well, I overheard him say to a secretary that he would like to fuck you, but didn't dare offend you by asking. How come he fucked you?"
"Well, it's a long story," said Miss
Stevenson. "I don't want to bore you with the details."
"Oh, I wouldn't mind," said Douglas. The real reason was that she didn't want to tell Douglas about Frank. She was afraid that he would be jealous.
"Well, I would rather not," said Miss Stevenson. "Let's just say that it happened, and I really liked it and I would like you to do it to me. I would love it even more if you were to fuck me up the ass. His cock was okay, but yours is fantastic."
"Well, I can't today," he said. "Maybe tomorrow."
"Why not?" she asked.
"I just can't get out now," said Douglas. "I'll see you in school tomorrow."
"Okay," said Miss Stevenson. She was disappointed, but tried not to show it. She really would have liked it if he had been able to come over and fuck her, but somehow she would survive it. It really wasn't so terrible. She would wait. She could wait a few days, but then he would have to fuck her.
"I'm sorry," he answered her. "I would really love to join you, but I've got a lot of work to do."
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow," she said. "Goodbye, Douglas."
"Bye."
Well, thought Miss Stevenson, I guess he isn't going to be a cooperative as I would have liked. I'll have to think about who else I could have.
She realized that Frank might be willing to ass-fuck her. She didn't know how to get in touch with him, because she had left her classroom attendance book at school. Douglas' phone number she had kept with her all the time, she would have to wait for Frank's number.
Miss Stevenson wondered what was happening to her. She knew that she couldn't continue to have sex with all her pupils, but she also realized that she couldn't just drop everything just like that. She would have to find some kind of balance, but it wasn't going to be easy.
She began to think of nothing but sex. Getting fucked was all that was on her mind, and she couldn't even begin to shake off that thought. Her cunt was driving her crazy. The thought of Dr. Strong's hard prick up her ass was making her go crazy again. Her cunt was beginning to ooze and drip and she automatically reached inside her dress and started to finger-fuck herself.
Oh, she said to herself, that feels so good. Her fingers were making her slit even hotter and she started to undress herself. She walked into her bedroom and looked at herself in her full-length mirror.
She wasn't unattractive, she thought. She wasn't the kind of girl who would repel a guy, whatever she demanded of him. Miss Stevenson thought for a moment of going out onto the street and picking up the first guy she saw, but changed her mind. She was afraid of getting some kind of disease and that wouldn't do. She felt complete horror at the thought of infecting her young studs.
She desperately longed for Douglas. She wanted to feel his beautiful body. She wanted to feel his hard cock, stiff and erect, sliding in and out of her now wildly dripping cunt. Her hole was becoming saturated with her own lubricants as she thought of his meat. Even when he wasn't there, Douglas was driving her wild.
She was crying aloud for her young lover. Her young stud was what she desperately craved at that moment. Her fingers were massaging the insides of her pussy and she was going crazy, aching for Douglas' meat to penetrate her hole.
"Fuck me!" she cried aloud. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole! Oh, Douglas, I want you so badly. I want your sweet meat to make my pussy ring out with hot pleasure. Make me happy, Douglas. Fuck me! Oh, please fuck my hot hole!"
If only Douglas were there! If only that young sweet boy with that huge prick would be there to fuck her cunt! Miss Stevenson would be really happy. She needed him now, and he wasn't there.
Her fingers flew rapidly in and out of her hole. She felt them becoming coated with her lubricating honeys and she desperately craved to feel something really hard inside her hole.
She raced around her apartment. She remembered having bought a dildo a while back when she was confined to her bed. A friend had picked it up during her illness and she used it to fuck herself. She never thought she would want it again, but she did so now.
She searched for it for a long time. She had to feel something really hard up her twat. It was driving her crazy and she wanted to be able to feel a piece of hard meat and make her completely ecstatic.
She couldn't find it. She picked up a candle and decided that she would use that instead. She started to put that candle up her slit and move it in and out, just like a real prick would do.
It felt good. The hard wax made her cunt drip even more rapidly, and Miss Stevenson wanted to feel really good.
"Oh, Douglas!" she exclaimed aloud. "Please fuck me! Please fuck me!"
Just then the phone rang. She raced over to it and picked it up quickly.
"Hello, Douglas? How are you. I'm so glad you called. I need you Douglas."
"This isn't Douglas," said a young male voice. "This is Frank."
"Oh."
"Well, if you don't want to talk to me," said Frank, "I will hang up."
"No, don't!" she screamed.
"I called you because I wanted to apologize for hurting you this afternoon. You were screaming out in pain and I wanted to apologize if I caused any of it. I realize that you were spanking me because I did say things I shouldn't have."
"Oh, that's all right," said Miss Stevenson. "Look, I was wondering, would you mind coming over here and talking to me. I need you, Frank."
"Well, I don't know," he said. "My mother is expecting me at dinner."
"It won't take so long," she said. "I know you live near me, and I would really like to see you."
"Well, I guess so. Will I get back by seven?"
Miss Stevenson looked at her watch. It was after six. "I think so," she said. "It's really important that you get here. Please!"
She sounded desperate. The candle was still inside her vagina and she desperately wanted to take it out, but only if she had something more meaty to replace it with.
"Well, okay," said Frank. "I'll be right over."
"Thank you," she said. "Thank you very much. I really appreciate this, Frank. I really do. I would really like you to come right over. I'll return the favor to you someday."
"Sure," said Frank. "I'll do it."
Miss Stevenson felt relieved. She wanted to feel a young prick inside her cunt.
Frank arrived in barely ten minutes. He was out of breath when he rang her doorbell. "Hi," he said as she opened the door. "I ran all the way."
"Come in" she said as she dragged him into the apartment. "Come with me." She didn't even allow him time to catch his breath, but she pulled him into the bedroom.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"I want you to fuck me," she said. "Please, Frank. I need you now."
"What?"
"Please!"
"But.. . "
"Please!"
"I can't."
"Why? Why can't you?" .
"I just can't." Frank became panic-stricken.
He had never before been handled like this before. This was even more surprising than her paddling him earlier in the day.
"I really would like you to fuck me," she said. "You really did a great job before. Please, Frank, I need it."
"No. I came over here to apologize to you for hurting you earlier, but I don't want to fuck you again. Don't ask me to do it again, because I won't."
"You must."
"No, I won't."
"Please!! " She was becoming more desperate now. She had to feel his meat inside her body. She just had to. "Please, oh, please, Frank!" She was clinging to him now. She was going insane with hysterical and lustful desire. She needed a prick and she needed one that was young.
"Get away from me!" screamed her pupil. "Get away from me. I don't want to see you again. I don't like you. Get away. Let me go! Let me go!"
Frank was a strong young lad and he managed to escape her grip. He ran towards the door and bolted out of her apartment.
"Frank! Come back! I'm sorry! Come back!" She was beginning to cry. She was breaking down and she didn't think she would ever recover.
It took a full hour before she came to her senses. She probably wouldn't have if it weren't for the telephone ringing frantically.
"Hello?"
"Miss Stevenson, this is Douglas. Can I come over?"
"Oh, yes, oh, yes, please Douglas. I must see you. Please."
Douglas knew what had happened. The first thing that Frank had done when he got home was to call his friend and tell him what had happened. He wanted to tell Douglas what a crazy lady this Miss Stevenson was but Douglas realized that she was in trouble. He decided to race right over there.
He got there quickly, and rang her bell. "Come in," said a small voice. "Come in, the door isn't locked. Is it you, Douglas?"
"Yes," he said as he opened the door. "It's good to see you."
"Oh, Douglas," said Miss Stevenson. "I can't tell you how glad I am to see you. I really am glad you are here."
"I know," said Douglas. "I heard what happened."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Frank called me. He said you were in some kind of trouble."
"He called you? What else did he say?"
"I won't lie to you, Miss Stevenson. He said that you wanted him to fuck you. He said you were desperate."
"That's a lie. That isn't true." Douglas knew it must be true, but that it was something that she couldn't face about herself.
"It doesn't matter," said Douglas. "I realize now that it was because I was rude to you over the phone. That's why you were upset, isn't it?"
"Rude to me?"
"Yes. When you asked me to come over and try some new things with you, I guess I sounded disgusted. It wasn't what I was feeling. It just came out that way. I didn't mean to let you think that your ass didn't appeal to me. I hope you can forgive me."
"Oh, Douglas!" exclaimed Miss Stevenson. "Thank you. I'm so glad you said that. Yes, I really felt that you no longer desired me. I know I shouldn't have been so blunt with you, but I really needed you. I need you now, Douglas. I need you to make love to me and prove to me that you still want me."
"I do want you, Miss Stevenson. I really do want you."
"Oh, Douglas, I love you," exclaimed Miss Stevenson as she put her arms around her pupil. "I really love you. You mean everything to me. You are everything that I want in a boy."
Douglas kissed his teacher passionately. He knew that she meant every word of what he said. He knew that she really did love him.
"Let's make love," he said to her. "I want you, Miss Stevenson. I really want to fuck you anyplace you want it."
"Don't call me Miss Stevenson anymore," she said. "Please call me Roberta. That's my name, and I want us to be very close."
"Sure, Roberta," said Douglas. "Let's make mad passionate wild love."
"Yes, yes," she panted. "I want to feel all of your body. I want your body and my body to become one. Fuck me, Douglas. Please let your body penetrate mine."
Douglas knew that she wanted him to fuck her in the ass. She really craved that and even though she didn't want to say it, he knew that that was what she wanted. She needed to feel a really good piece of hard meat inside her anus.
Douglas helped his 'teacher remove her clothes. Her panties were soaking wet. She had masturbated wildly before and she had gotten her juices all over her clothes.
His own cock was hard. He was anticipating fucking his teacher up her ass, and he was going to really enjoy it. He wanted his prick to make her feel really good.
"Oh, Douglas!" she exclaimed as she began to massage his prick, "your cock and balls are really hot. I need it, Douglas. I need you to fuck me!"
"Yes," he said. "I'm going to really fuck you so that you will always remember this. I want you to be very happy, Miss Stevenson. I want you to really think that the two of us will always be together. I want your ass, Roberta. I want to fuck your really super hot asshole."
Douglas removed all his clothes, they were left in a heap on the bedroom floor and the two of them climbed into bed.
"Oh, Douglas, I'm so glad you're here," she said. "I'm so glad. I love you, I love you." She held on to him tightly. She held on to him so tightly that he felt he would never be set free.
"I'm going to fuck you, Roberta," he said. "I'm going to fuck your asshole. My cock is going to make your ass feel really hot and wonderful. Sit on my cock, Roberta. Sit on my cock and I will give your ass a really hot and hard piece of meat."
"Yes!" she panted. "Yes, Douglas! Fuck me! Oh, baby, fuck my really hot asshole. Oh, that feels so good. Your cock feels so hard. I'm sitting on your balls, Douglas! I'm sitting on your balls and your cock is up my ass!"
The young schoolteacher was going wild. Her cunt was free for her to put her fingers inside and she proceeded to finger-fuck herself.
"No," said Douglas, "let me do that. I want to finger-fuck you, Roberta. I want my hands to make your cunt feel really moist and juicy. I'm going to finger-fuck you as my cock fucks your asshole."
Douglas began to massage the interior of his teacher's vagina. His fingers flew in and out of her delicate pink slit rapidly, and they became coated with her sweet syrups.
"Oh, Douglas! Oh, baby! Oh, that feels so good! Oh, it is driving me really wild with ecstatic pleasure! Oh, Douglas, fuck my hole! Fuck my ass and fuck my cunt hole!"
Roberta began to scream wildly. She was having a beautiful hot time as his hard penis penetrated her dark anal passageway and reached all the way inside her body.
She was beginning to lose control of herself. She was going wild with hot and hard pleasures and she knew that it was driving her insane.
"Douglas!" she shouted. "Oh, Douglas fuck my ass! Oh, baby, that's wonderful! Fuck me, Douglas! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!! "
She kept sitting down and getting up on top of his meat. His prick was making her feel hot and wet inside her body. She could barely breathe, the pleasure was so intense.
Douglas was about to come. He could feel his balls ready to give up their store of hot cream that he had, just waiting to shoot inside her dark asshole.
"Oh, baby!" he cried. "I'm ready. I'm coming, baby! I'm shooting my cream up your hot and tight ass. I'm coming! I'm shooting, Roberta!"
His cock let loose with a tremendous barrage of male cream. It spurted straight up into her asshole and she started to scream and shout. It felt really hot and she could feel it coating her anal walls and driving her wild with lustful pleasure.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she shouted. "Oh, fuck me, Douglas! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" This junior high school teacher was going wild. She. couldn't stop screaming with joy and pleasure. She knew that this young twelve-year-old was the best and hottest thing that had ever happened to her.
"I love you!" she shouted as the last of his come entered her rectum. "I love you Douglas!"
"I love you too," he replied. "I love you and want to fuck you every day."
"Yes," she begged, "yes, yes! I need you. I must have you. I want you, Douglas. You must fuck me all the time."
Her body was collapsing from sheer exhaustion. It had been a very long and hard day. She had been fucked three times and it was more than she had ever felt before.
She closed her eyes. Douglas gently lifted her off of his body and let her lie back on the bed. He began to get dressed. She was still asleep as he slipped out of her apartment and headed back towards his house. He knew that she wouldn't wake up until the next morning.
Douglas wanted to think things over. He really liked Miss Stevenson. She was the best teacher that he ever had and he wanted to make sure that she meant what she had said to him. Douglas was pleased that he was her favorite. It had made him very happy, and he wanted to stay close to her and be with her all the time. Douglas wanted to make sure that they would be able to fuck without any interference.