Chapter 3
On Monday morning, just as Laura was about to start down the hall to her classroom, Jack Stevens stopped her. He was the basketball coach and a young, handsome bachelor who was always asking Laura out on a date.
"What's up?" Laura asked.
"What are you doing for the summer?" Jack asked. "Nothing. Working on my Masters, I imagine. Why?" Laura sat down at the cafeteria table with him while he finished his coffee. "I really should go, I have a first period."
"Let the little bastards wait. I'm asking about the summer because I have a position open that I thought you'd be interested in."
"Me? At a boys' camp?" The thought of it surprised her and turned her on at the same time.
Jack was the headmaster of Camp Riverside, a boys' camp in the mountains, about fifty miles from town. In the past two seasons, women had been allowed on the faculty-one big dike even coached the swimming team to victory over three other summer camps!-as a kind of "experiment" which seemed to work, at least in the eyes of the trustees. They seemed to feel, Jack had explained, that the presence of women as mother-figures helped the boys by giving them the kind of atmosphere that they had at home, and also increased their educational outlook-the camp was much like a school as well as a summer playground.
"Why me?" Laura asked.
" 'Cause we need someone to teach English, to direct the summer play, and, besides, all the other women are eighty years old and I think the boys would dig you."
"You sure you're talking about the boys and not yourself?" Laura asked with a smirk.
"Well," Jack said looking into her eyes, "I think I could dig you, too!"
"Hmmmm. It sounds like fun. How long?"
"Six weeks," he said, finishing his coffee.
"How many on the staff?"
"Eight. Two old broads, you, me, and four other guys. A hundred boys. Give or take a few." A hundred boys!
The next day Laura met with Jack before classes and talked in detail about the summer. The money was good, she had never been to a summer camp in her life, she liked the outdoors very much and, even though he came on a little strong at times, she liked him.
But the most important reason she accepted the position was a secret one-Bobby and others like him. She had the feeling that it was going to be the summer of her and their lives.
"I accept!" she said, offering Jack her hand.
"Ummmmm," Jack moaned, watching her tight ass moving from side to side in her skirt as she walked down the brightly lit corridor. That was one ass that he wanted to bury his face into. Maybe this summer, maybe this summer!
On that evening, as Laura sat at home correcting school papers, she was disturbed by a telephone call.
After she answered the phone, the caller identified himself.
"Hello, Miss Brevitz. This is Bobby."
"Oh, Hi, Bobby. What prompts you to call me this evening?"
Bobby had himself been sitting at home alone and thinking of the sexual activities that he and Laura had enjoyed the night before. The night that she had taken his cherry. The night that she had taken his hotly pulsating big shaft of a cock in her mouth and had worked her lips up and down the blood-engorged pole, loving it, adoring it, worshiping it as if it were truly the monstrosity of a cock of a Greek god. As he visualized Laura going down on his big beautiful prick, Bobby felt a pain in the lower part of his abdomen. Yes, it was the pain brought about by the desire to want to fuck Laura again.
As he sat, he unbuckled his belt, unzipped the fly of the trousers and gently removed the now-hardening big cock from the side of his shorts. He seized the thick shaft with his right hand and began to caress the throbbing monster, moving his hand up and down along the thick blood-swollen shaft. As he continued jacking off, he fantasized Laura's mouth as being the recipient of that manhood of a big cock, instead of his hand. Then, suddenly, he realized that he didn't want to shoot off his big hot load of jism in his hand but rather he wanted to cum in Laura's voracious cock-hungry hot cuntal passage. It was this desire that prompted him to call her and ask her if she perhaps would like to go get some ice cream with him. If she accepted, she would have to pick him up with her car, as he was not of driving age yet, and take him to an ice-cream parlor. And it would be en route to the parlor that he would tell her of his reason for calling.
"Well, Miss Brevitz, I was sitting at home all alone and suddenly I had an urge to eat some ice cream. Since I'd been thinking about you all evening long, I decided that I'd ask you to go with me," he said sheepishly.
"Oh, that's very thoughtful of you, Bobby. But you see, I'm correcting papers this evening and don't think I can go out. However, if I finish correcting early enough, well, maybe we can go," she said innocently.
"Oh, I'm so glad, Laura. I-I mean Miss Brevitz. You can call me at home when you're ready. Here's my telephone number."
Laura jotted down the number, hung up and then returned to her task.
After she completed her work, she telephoned Bobby to inform him that she would be on her way to pick him up. As she drove her car, the realization of Bobby's telephone call finally hit her. Why would he really want to go out with me tonight? she asked herself. Certainly, not to eat ice cream. Perhaps it was because he had been thinking about me sucking his big cock and taking his cherry last night that made him so throbbingly hot to want to fuck' me again. Ice cream was the pretext of getting me alone with him. Well, if that's the case, I want him to fuck me with his beautiful rock-hard cock.
When she arrived at his home, he was waiting for her outside. He quickly opened the door of the car and sat next to her.
On their way to the ice-cream parlor, no conversation was exchanged, each thinking of the way to approach the subject of what was on their mind. Then, suddenly, Laura extended her right arm and gently placed her quivering hand right on Bobby's crotch of his pants that bulged as a result of his now-agitated cock pressing throbbingly against his shorts.
"My, my, what have we got here?" she asked, moving her hand gently up and down the bulging area.
"Oh, Miss Brevitz, I was hoping that you would realize the reason for my telephone call to you," he said, embarrassedly.
"That's okay, Bobby. I'm glad you called, because I wanted to see you, too," she said in a manner that would erase all of Bobby's embarrassment. "And now that we both know what we want from each other, let's make love. No, not love. Let's fuck. That sounds more exciting, more sexy. Yes, Bobby, let's fuck. I want to fuck you standing up tonight," she said urgently as she kept on driving.
"But, Miss Brevitz, we can't fuck standing up in the car," Bobby said, surprised.
"That's right, Bobby, we can't. That's why I'm driving to a secluded place. Yes, yes, I have it. Why don't we go by the lake. There are men's and ladies' rooms there, and right behind the rooms there's some shrubbery. We can fuck there against the wall. No one'll see us. Oh, Bobby, how hot I am for you right now!" Laura said in a quivering voice.
"Oh, Miss Brevitz, please hurry. I, too, want to fuck you," Bobby said, placing his right hand on Laura's hand that was now massaging faster and faster his pulsating crotch area.
When they arrived at the lake, they immediately proceeded for the rear of the lavatory. They quickly undressed.
"Bobby, stand against the wall and hold onto the base of your big beautiful cock," Laura urged him.
"It's cold," Bobby said as he pressed his naked ass up against the cold stone wall. He spread his legs to brace himself, but he still didn't know how she was planning to fuck him standing up.
"Hold your cock steady and don't leave go till I'm on it," she said, and he still didn't quite know how she was going to do it. He had never heard of people standing up while fucking. He didn't think that it was possible.
But he soon found out differently. She lifted one leg and moved her cunt to the tip of his cock. "Don't move, just let me do all the work," she said as she let the cuntal lips of her hot pussy come down on his wonderful young hard prick. The rounded reddish head disappeared into her hairy pussy lips, and then the shaft, and then just about all of it.
"Take your hands away," she snapped, and Bobby pulled his hands from his cock and wrapped them around her naked ass.
"Now I'm gonna fuck you," she said, and started moving up and down, almost as if she were doing push-ups or sit-ups on his dick, moving her cunt up and down, slamming it all the way onto his cock, and then pulling till just the head was held in the hotly pulsating captivity of her juicy cunt.
As Laura continued rubbing her cuntal walls up and down his hot shaft of a cock, Bobby began to moan, "Miss Brevitz, I think I'm gonna cum."
"No, baby, no. Don't cum just yet. Let me fuck your cock with my burning pussy. Oh, I want your hot prick to fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Oh, God, I adore your big beautiful dick. Oh, Bobby, Bobby. Slam it to me. Make me cum big. Tear my hot snatch apart, please, please. Yes, yes, give it to me harder and harder. Ohhh, I'm almost there. Wait for me. Oooohhh, please, please. A little while longer. How good it is to fuuuccckkk with you. Oh, baby, baby. Give it to me harder, harder. Yes, I'm almost there, there. Oooohhh, baby, I'm gonna cuuummm. Ohhhh. Cum, baby, cum in my cunt," Laura moaned as she moved her pussy up and down, stroking his distended long throbbing cock with the aching walls of her throbbing vagina.
"OH, GOD, I'M CUMMMIIINNNGG!" he screamed.
"Yes, yes, baby," she said in ecstatic delight as she bounced up and down on his hard long hotly pulsating prick.
"AAARRRGGGHHH! FUCK! FUCK!" He was hitting his head against the stone wall, in absolute pleasure and pain. He was cuming into her cunt as she fucked him, moving her cunt up and down on his cock, pressing him into the wall, sucking the jism out of his wildly jerking cock.
"Oh, baby, I can feel it, I can feel it," she moaned. She could feel his cream filling her womb and running down the sides of his cock in her cuntal canal, and dribbling, down her thighs,, her cunt overflowing with his load of boyish cum.
"AHHHHH!" Bobby squealed as he felt her stop moving, her beautiful cunt hugging his hurting dick, feeling it already beginning to soften as if with relief from the wild fast fucking. He dropped his head to her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him to her.
"You're fantastic, Bobby," she whispered, holding him with his young wet cock still inside her hungry pussy.
"Oh, Miss Brevitz, I can't wait till summer camp!" Bobby moaned.