Chapter 10
As Miss Lee hurried out of the school house, a thought flashed through her mind. She couldn't help think of Manuel Ladesma not agreeing to write one word during English class. This quiet defiance bothered her so much, she turned around and went back to the school and set about checking out the files. When she got to the student file records, she looked for Ladesma, and took down his house number-but there was no phone listed. She jotted all the information about him she could in her black notebook, and then left the school again.
As she came to her car, she noticed Miss Worthington watching in the distance. She was grateful Jerry Winters had gone on, and yet she wondered why old hawk-eye had to always be peering at her, whether she was coming or going.
"Hi, there," an intrusive voice called out, and she whirled around and saw Lenora Ferguson. The girl was grinning and about ready to burst out laughing.
"Oh, Hi, Lenora-how are you? What's so funny?"
"Have you read my English paper yet?"
"Well, no, I plan to do that later tonight," she said casually.
"That's all I wanted to know," the girl laughed, and walked away. Miss Lee looked down at the brief case where the girl's English paper was, and then up at the girl who was quite a distance, and shook her head. "Students, students," she said aloud, as she opened up her car door and got in.
On the way home, she decided the only sensible thing to do would be to stop for dinner, and then she could drive by Manuel Ladesma's house on the east side and see if he was in or not.
She picked a shopping center to stop at, and decided to do some shopping first. The new shops with their quaint, rustic storefronts pleased her. She liked their design, and what they had to offer. Then, she found a good restaurant, went in and decided she needed a couple cocktails before dinner.
A dinner salad followed, and then the veal cordon bleau looked good to her. As usual, she carefully avoided getting any desserts, as she liked to keep her figure trim.
She read the newspaper to have some kind of company, and the waiter kept smiling as if he'd like to put the make on her. She deliberately didn't smile back. He was a fat, balding, older man, and it burned her up to think every man regardless of age, size or whatever, would think he had the right to put the touch on her for sex!
Going outside, she got into her car and decided to drive by Manuel Ladesma's house. As she approached the neighborhood, her heart sank. Everything looked so beat up and rundown, she felt grimy just being in the neighborhood.
Then, she saw the house where Manuel lived. It was dark except for a single light in the living room, and the shades were partially drawn.
Her curiosity got the better of her, and she decided it might indeed be a good thing to check on him and see if she could help him out. She parked her car, making it a point to lock it securely. Then, she got out and went up to his house. Manuel came to the door, and was wearing a tattered tee shirt, and some cords.
"What you doing here?"
"Manuel, I want to talk to your parents about your school work."
"Come in," he said sullenly, and opened up the door. The teacher stepped into the living room, and she noticed how rundown everything looked. A 12-inch teevee was in the corner, and a noisy fan was going to cool off the place. But, what really shook her was the sagging sofa which looked like rats had nibbled it to pieces.
"Sit down, Teach," he said, motioning for her to sit in a worn-out wing chair.
By now, she was fearful her response to this place was not the best. Nevertheless, she wanted to try to do something about his school work, so she persisted, "Could I speak to your parents?"
"My mother is dead," he said quietly, "and my Dad works the graveyard shift, so what's new?"
"Oh, I see," she said, and suddenly she thought she might as well confront the situation head-on.
"Manuel," she began, "Could you tell me why you didn't write anything today?"
He went on watching the television. Finally, he turned, and smiled at her, "Because I don't know the language, does that make sense?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry-"
"But I could tell you about my sexual experiences," he smiled crookedly, "If you want to hear about them, Teach-"
When he said this, Miss Lee found herself going numb again. She remained silent, not wanting to insult him, yet not wanting to urge him to disclose intimate things about himself.
"Well," he began, "I got broken in real young. My Daddy was bringing home his wild chick, and when he'd finish screwing her, he'd go to sleep. But, she'd come into my bedroom and jump in the sack with me."
"That's too bad," Miss Lee said what she thought she was supposed to say at this point.
"No," he said, shaking his head, "It was very nice."
"But, you were just a young boy."
"Fourteen is old enough to fuck," he said flatly, "And you know what, Teach, long as we're both leveling, I'd sure as hell like to fuck you."
Now, she was beside herself. She got up, feeling her throat go dry, and started to step toward the door.
Instantly, Manuel sprung toward the door.
"No, Teach-don't go and leave me alone. I'm so tired of being alone and masturbating looking at those big tit Playboy broads."
"I-I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to do anything. I'll do it all," he argued, "I'm good at it too. You should just see the size of my prick, Teach. Why won't you?"
As she made a dart for the door, he beat her to it, and threw himself at her. She felt his huge penis pressing against herself, and she felt hot desires flash through her. How, she'd love to teach this young tiger a thing or two about sex. He certainly needed the stimulation, and she knew very well what she could do for him to bring him to orgasm.
"Oh, Teach, you're so beautiful," he sighed, "You even smell good. I'll do anything you want me to, I'll even eat your pussy out if you like that-"
His eyes flashed, his body sweat began streaking down his face, and his arms wrapped around her.
"Let me, let me," he begged. "I mustn't."
"Why not."
"You're a minor."
"I'm a man," he declared, and then mustering up all of his courage he decided he'd prove his point. His lips met her lips and soon they were involved in a hot Frenching session. Then, she couldn't hold out any longer.
"When does your father get home?"
"Four o'clock tomorrow morning," he smiled excitedly, "That should give us plenty of time, shouldn't it?"
The two of them went to the bedroom without saying another word. Manuel wisely locked the door, pulled all the shades, and turned out the living room light.
In the bedroom, he hesitantly undressed, almost as if he felt ashamed of his naked body. The teacher by now was curious to find out just how much of a man he was-size-wise. She didn't have long to wait, for when he'd slipped out of his pants, and shirt, the huge penis stuck out of his shorts.
"Oh, Wow," she blurted, "How long is that thing?"
Going over to him, she looked at it closely, examining its veins, the huge head, and marveled at the overall thickness of it. It was brown, just like his body, but it was indeed a penis any man could be proud to possess. This, she thought is an opportunity to say something that could make him feel good. She seized the opportunity, and his penis at the same time.
"Oh, Teacher, does that ever feel good."
"Don't call me teacher," she begged him, "Just call me Susan, and I'll call you Manuel."
"Alright, Susie," he smiled, "but you haven't finished undressing."
Susan went back to undressing, and then she let her breasts push against his penis as she sat on the edge of the bed. Giving this young man his kicks was a super-charged sensation for Susan, for it allowed her to feel it was "first-time" all over again.
"Do you like that sensation?" she asked him eagerly, anxious to excite and delight him anyway she knew how.
"Oh, yes, yes, I do," he assured her. Then, she suggested, "I've got some other things I can do to you I think you'll enjoy just as much-get up on the bed."
Obediently, he got up on the bed, naked as a jaybird, and she followed him.
"What do you want me to do now?"
"Just lie there," she smiled, "and I'll show you-first, spread your legs out so I can make love to you all over."
Manuel spread his lean brown, muscular legs, and she reached up to get a pillow. Wadding up the pillow, she placed it beneath his buttocks.
"What are you going to do now?"
"You'll find out," she smiled, and then she crouched at her handsome, young Mexican student's genitals. Her hand seized his huge penis, and her mouth moved down to his tight anus. Then, her tongue swept out, and she began licking all around his hot asshole. Now, Manuel was going out of his gourd, experiencing sensations he never before knew existed.
"Oh, Teach, you're driving me crazy," he blurted, "Ohhh, ahh, I like that-keep it up, Teach-keep it up."
She didn't take time to tell him to call her Susan. Apparently, he was so used to thinking of her as a teacher, he couldn't make the switch that quickly. But that didn't stop her hot tongue from lashing around his asshole one slippery-sucking second. Not at all. From the wiggle in his buttocks, she knew he was enjoying himself, and she stiffened her tongue, and jabbed with new-found force up his hot asshole.
"Oh, yes, tongue-fuck it, tongue-fuck it, Teach," he begged her, his firm, round ass wiggling all over the pillow.
As her hot tongue savagely thrust inside his tight, quivering anus, her hand gripped his tremendous sized tool, and she pumped it up and down vigorously.
"Yes, yes, Teacher. Grab that cock. Pull it, pull it off. Ohhhhh, ahhhh, yes-hot mamafuck it!"
Now, his ass wiggled so much, her tongue slid out. But, it didn't take her long to get it back in because he loved the sensation so much, he waited motionless until she had it gliding in and out smoothly once more. "Suck it-suck eeeet!"
As she felt his balls agove her, bouncing on her forehead, she was suddenly seized with the passionate pull to lick them, suck them in her mouth and enjoy them. So, she slipped her tongue out, and let it tickle his nuts.
"Ohhhh, I like that too," he gasped in delight. "Teacher, fucker-suck on my nuts."
Somehow, his calling her dirty names intrigued, and excited her at the same time. She opened her mouth, and let one of his large-sized testicles slip inside. Then, she released it and took the other one. This was followed by some gentle sucking movements, and soon he reached down and held her head as she took both balls in her mouth and sucked on them.
Manuel had never known so many sensations existed. He had imagined women licking his cock, and sucking it off. But he'd never thought about anybody stopping to eat his ass out, but once he'd experienced the super-suck sensation, he realized there was a lot-a lot of wonderful things-he had to learn about sex.
Releasing his ball sack, she licked the underside of the huge penis. She couldn't help but marvel anew at its exciting size. Then, she finally capped the crown of it with her mouth, and slowly let her tongue slide along its smooth surface, dipping her tongue gently in its small opening. Instantly, he released some clear cum, and she licked it, enjoying its taste.
Manuel embraced her with his thighs, enjoying the sensations of having a woman go down on him. It made him feel so manly, so dominant, so eager to let someone share his sexual secrets. He was tired of pulling off his penis, tired of wishing he could find some chick who'd fuck with him. But, his father had caught him once playing around with one of his Saturday night fuck session women, and nearly killed him. So, he'd had to lay low for some time, and return to imagination, and masturbation. But, he'd have his eyes on Miss Lee for some time. He'd developed enough to know what a good lay represented, and for him Miss Lee became the ultimate sex object. Little did he know he had a lot of competition for her cunt.
"Suck my prick," he gasped, "Suck it!"
Miss Lee's head bobbed up and down on his young and virile organ. She jiggled his balls while she sucked his penis.
"That's it, suck it-suck that dick. Eat it, eat it cocksucker, eat it," he found himself demanding.
"Ahh, ohhh, yes, suck me, suck it off. Eat my prick juice-I'm loaded, Teacher, sucker-suck it!"
Suddenly she felt the hot sperm spurting down her throat. Pulling off it so she could taste him, he held her tightly.
"Don't pull off," he insisted, little realizing all she wanted to do was suck his juice out so it would land in her mouth, allowing her the satisfaction she sought of tasting him. Finally it was over, and she pulled off.
"That was great, Teach, it really was," he smiled, but there was one thing still posing a problem, the penis that wouldn't go down.
"Does that thing stay up all the time?" she asked in surprise.
"Only when I'm real turned-on," he grinned proudly, "And I guess you turn me on!"
That did it for her. She was eager to please him, and she knew one way that really would. "How would you like to get on top of me and fuck it?" she smiled.
"I'd love that," he assured her, and then she lay on her back, and spread her legs invitingly. Reaching down she massaged her vagina. He smiled, and straddled her quickly, his huge penis pointing at her slit.
"Let me guide you in," she insisted, reaching out for the head of his penis. With her hand, she guided him into her hole. Once he was inside of her, he rammed it hard-on, giving her the sensations she sought so eagerly.
"I'll snap my pussy for you," she smiled up at her horny student, "Ohhh, I like to grab it with my cunt-can you feel it when I do that?"
"Yes, yes, I can, and it feels fantastic."
Her hands went out and she began massaging his buttocks. He liked the feel of her hands on him, and he wiggled his ass in excited pleasure.
"I'll show you another sensation," she said eagerly, as she pulled his buttocks apart, and slid a finger up his hot, tight asshole. He loved that, and then with her other hand, she massaged his prostate. Now, Manuel was getting loving like he only dreamed about before. He brushed his chest across her soft titties, and let his mouth press down on hers.
"That's it, lover," she said, "drive it up there! I like it-shove it all up there, honey."
Manuel Ladesma drove his rock-hard penis up her cunt, and with ever-increasing thrusts was bringing her to a shattering climax.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck," she begged him, "Ohhh, like that! Now, you're doing it."
Manuel was quickly learning how to pace his penis thrusts so he could produce the most pleasure possible. And, she was enjoying it completely.
With her finger sliding up his tight anus, she was guiding him as he gave it to her.
"Ohhhh, hot mama, that's it," he groaned in delight, as she felt the velvet cunt muscles gripped his penis tightly, then just as suddenly released it. The alternating action of Susan Lee's well trained cunt produced much excitement in her young and eager student.
"Ohhh, that's the way I like it. Again! Faster! Ohhhhh, ahhhhh! Harder!"
It was as if her young student couldn't get enough action out of her hot, vibrating body. With his chest continuing to brush across her breasts, and her finger gliding up his tight, quivering anus, while his throbbing penis drove savagely up her vagina, it was as if she couldn't get enough action.
"Tongue-fuck me," she begged him, opening her mouth, as his mouth closed in on hers, and his tongue flicked against her tongue in an ever-increasing pace.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, that's it!" he panted, as he came to climax, and the hot plunger exploded in her twisting, gyrating vagina.
"Ahhh, ohhhh. Again!" he cried, as he kept shooting his load off inside her. She felt bathed in the warm glow of his sperm, and her head rolled back and forth on the pillow. m
"Keep it up, Teach, keep it moving," he whimpered, as if he couldn't get enough of her cunt action.
At last, it was over, and he lay there on top of her, not wanting to move. Even his weight didn't bother her now. She liked the feeling of his body upon her, and she slowly eased her finger out of his anus, and let her hands gently massage his firm, round, young buttocks.
"I knew it would be like fourth-of-July with you," he smiled, "You've got a real hot body, and I knew you'd be a wild fuck."
"I-I really shouldn't have let you screw me," she smiled up at him.
"I'm a man," he said knowingly, "And a man has to have some action now and then. This is better for me than the hand-jobs."
"Yes, it is," she said, kissing the side of his face softly, and then he began kissing her, pepping her face with teasing little kisses, as if he couldn't express his appreciation quite enough.
"You're beautiful," she smiled, "But I must be going."
"Promise me, one thing," he begged, "Promise me, we can make it again."
"I'll try," she said earnestly, "But I do have a boyfriend, you know."
"I'm sure you do," he nodded, "A woman as sexy as you would have a lot of boyfriends."
For a moment what he said hit her hard. She wondered if he might know about Jerry Winters and his brother. She tried to pass it off, not wanting to betray her feelings for one moment.
And then she noticed he was still hard.
"What on earth are we going to do about you?" she teased, reaching for his rod, gripping it, and then stroking it suddenly.
"I don't know," he smiled, "but I've got some wild ideas."
"Would you like it if I let you put your wild ideas into practice?"
"Would I ever," the young Mexican boy enthused, as he started massaging his penis, he was that excited.
"I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck somebody up the asshole," he smiled, almost embarrassed to reveal his secret sexual desire.
"Oh, Manuel," she giggled, "Most men do like to try a few variations. If you think you'd enjoy giving it to me from behind, I'm game."
"How do you do it?"
"You know how," she laughed, "I get on all fours dog-style, and you grease your dick with vaseline, and drive it up there."
"Alright," he smiled, his throbbing penis jutting out before him, as he headed for the bathroom to hunt for some vaseline. He found the small bottle and brought it back to the bedroom with him, and massaged it all around the head of his penis.
"Put some around my asshole," she urged him. Manuel felt a bit strange dipping his finger into the vaseline jar, and then putting some on the head of his penis, and now running his greasy finger around his teacher's anus. Nevertheless, he realized he had to do it if he was going to satisfy her because he realized she didn't want to have it hurt too much. When he'd finished, he mounted her, grasping her round buttocks, and prying them apart slowly.
"That's a big one you've got," she reminded him, "so take it easy!"
"I'm going slow, Teach," he smiled, as he watched himself sliding between her buttocks.
Finally, he got it right to the tight anal ring, and it wouldn't move any further.
"I-I guess I'm going to have to shove it," he told her, not knowing how to do it with the least possible pain.
"Alright, if you can't ease it in, shove it!" She bit her lip, knowing that any moment the pain would be flashing through her, as his penis plunged inside her. Finally, he drove it up there with full force, and she cried out in pain, "Oh, god, that hurts!"
Manuel suddenly discovered, he enjoyed hearing her cry of pain, and he enjoyed driving his penis up her like this. And finding this out, gave him new force to ram it up there faster.
"Oh, baby, I like your tight asshole," he told her frankly, "It really turns me on to give it to you from behind."
"Faster!" she cried, "Harder!"
Seeing how intensely, she enjoyed it too really excited him, and he drove it up there with new-found force. Bending over, he let his chest touch her back, and his hands instinctively found her breasts. With his full hands he massaged them, and then his fingertips pinched the nipples.
"Ann, ohhh, yes, yes," she begged, as she felt him sliding smoothly in and out of her now. "You like it, huh."
"Yes, faster!"
He drove himself faster inside her, enjoying it when her anal muscles gripped his sliding tool.
"Fuck it, Teacher," he gasped, "Fuck it!"
Now he bore down on her, and hammered away.
"That's it, give it to me," she begged, "Ohhh, yes like that." She churned her buttocks around, and his penis went on stabbing her there. Then, she decided to twist. By sharply grinding to the right, she gave him new sensations, and then gyrating to the left, finishing with a good grind, she was driving Manuel out of his mind.
He pulled up, and let his hands play with her buttocks while he drove it to her.
"Watch in the mirror," she told him, and Manuel's dark brown, lustrous eyes glanced at the mirror. The sight he saw excited him intensely. He liked seeing his long, brown penis sliding smoothly in and out of her upturned blonde buttocks. He rammed it in to the hilt, and watched the balls bouncing on her buttocks.
"Fuck off," she urged him, eager to feel the hot spray of sperm that would flash out of his penis in another moment. "Give it to me, Manuel-fuck it!"
Manuel's manhood thrust inside her once more, and his hot cock exploded.
"Oh, grab it, milk it, squeeze it out," he begged her, as his shooting penis gave her the thrills she desired. Manuel kept thrusting, enjoying himself intensely.
"Oh, Teacher, you're too much," he sighed, "I never had it so good."
Finally, he was through, and the wild, hot fucking session was finished.
He pulled out of her, and went to the bathroom to wash himself off. When he came back, his penis hung limp between his legs. Miss Lee looked at it, and smiled, "At last!"
"I can get it up for one more time," he assured her.
"No, Manuel," she sighed, "I've given you enough loving-but you can do something I'd like-"
"What's your sex hang-up."
"I like to be licked, and sucked all over," she smiled.
"Sounds like an easy assignment, Teach," he grinned, as he got on the bed and lay beside her. "Matter of fact, I'll start right now." He began licking her lips, using his mouth as a suction cup, while his hand brushed against her breasts. While he did this, she reached for his flaccid penis, and she began feeling of it, trying to bring it back to life.
Manuel moved from her face to her breasts, and he brushed the side of his face against them, as he turned his head from side to side, always smiling up at her.
"You're beautiful," she whispered, as her hands roamed through his hair. Then, he let his tongue sweep across her large breasts, and when he brought his teeth down on the erect nipple, she knew he was indeed a hot-blooded Latin-lover.
"I like that," she moaned, in delight, her body twisting in spasms of sensual delight. "Do me some more."
Manuel tried another sucking technique, she also enjoyed. By letting his mouth hang open, he sucked in her breast, and then he continued sucking on it like a hungry baby. This had
Susan Lee so excited, she was clawing at his back.
As her clawing became more intense, and he realized his back was starting to become streaked with blood, he stopped her short, "Hey beautiful," he asked her, "You know what you're doing?"
Susan Lee's eyes turned toward the mirror, and there she saw the sight of blood on his back where she'd scratched him in her sexual frenzy.
Then, she started to cry, "Oh, Manuel, I didn't mean to hurt you-honest I didn't."
"Don't cry, Teach," he pleaded, "I know you didn't-you just got so turned on."
"Let me lick the blood off your back, baby-"
"No, you don't have to do that."
"I want to, Manuel. Please let me."
When Manuel recognized how intensely, she desired this kind of sexual experience, he turned over, and lay on his stomach. She let her breasts fall on his back, as she clutched at him, and it gave her a wonderful feeling to let her tongue lick Manuel's dark red blood.
Finally, his back was clean, and her breasts were pushing on his buttocks.
"That's a real nice sensation," he turned to tell her as he watched her huge breasts crushing against his firm, round behind.
"You like it too?" she smiled. He nodded. "Well, if you don't mind I'll do my thing here for a minute or two like I want you to do me."
She massaged his prostate, and started licking all around behind his testicles, and then her tongue slid between his buttocks, and soon she was stiffening her tongue and stabbing it up his hot, tight asshole.
"Ohhh, that's beautiful," he groaned, twisting his buttocks about as the delightful sensations excited him no end. She got him to a fever pitch of excitement, and then she took her tongue out, and told him, "Now, that's like I want you to do me."
She turned over on her back, and raised her legs high in the air, slipping a pillow quickly under herself. Manuel got the point of what she expected, and he brought his face down in her genitals, and went to work. His tongue began to lick all around her quivering, tight anus. For some reason, he didn't drive it up there, and so she told him, "Manuel, lover-the way to do it is to stiffen your tongue and jab it up there."
Manuel listened, and he stiffened his tongue and with a sudden thrust let it slide smoothly up her.
"Oh, yes, fuck it," she begged, and he suddenly realized that his stiffened tongue had become like a small, thrusting penis. He tongue-fucked her like this for a few seconds, and he opened his eyes to examine her genitals. He was eager to see what her vagina looked like close-up, and his tongue-fucking action gave him this opportunity. The curly, golden hair of her moist triangle stimulated him so much, he tore his tongue out of her hot asshole, and began sliding it along her slit. Miss Lee's body became so excited she quivered, and begged him to give her what she wanted so badly.
"Oh, lover," she groaned, as she twisted about on the bed, "Eat me-lick me!"
Instinctively, Manuel knew exactly what to do. He let his tongue jab inside her, and he probed the walls of her vagina. This made Susan start to come. He tasted her, and got so stimulated, he reached up to pinch her erect nipples. Miss Lee felt she should guide him now, "Baby, keep your tongue flicking back and forth on my clit."
Manuel let his tongue lick quickly back and forth, back and forth on her there.
"Faster," she begged, as her arms reached out and her head rolled from side to side, as she looked up, totally turned-on with her young student's tongue movements.
But, such a pitch of passion can never last for long. How she wished that this fabulous moment could last, but try as she would, it had to zip by and she knew it.
"Oh, baby, do me, do me," she urged, and he pressed his entire mouth over her snatch, and sucked as she juiced.
"Eat it, eat my pussy," she begged him excitedly, as her love juices came rushing into Manuel's mouth, and his hands continued playing with her breasts.
After he'd finished sucking her, he pulled off and licked his lips appreciatively. Then, he smiled up at her, and asked eagerly, "How was I?"
"Manuel, you did a great job! I wouldn't mind getting in your bed anytime."
"You really mean it, Teach?" he asked her eagerly.
"Yes, of course, I do," she smiled at him, and he left her genitals, and came up and started kissing her again.
"You still hard?" she laughed.
"Yes, I am," he said, "and I don't know what to do about it."
"Well, baby, you've fucked my cunt, given it to me from behind, and let me suck you off, and then you ate me, so what's left?"
"I can think of one thing we haven't done," he smiled.
"What on earth is it?"
"Well, I overheard my Dad one night when he had this cheap pickup one Saturday night, and he fucked her in the armpits."
"Fucked her armpits?"
"Sure, it's a real groovy way to make it, haven't you ever heard of anybody doing it like that?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to admit I haven't," she said quietly, "But if you will tell me how it's done, I'll try it."
"It takes a little practice, I suppose, but this slut knew just how to do it for Dad. You see, she moved her arm back and forth real fast, while he was fucking her armpit."
"I'll try it. You get your cock up here, and I'll move my armpits anyway you like, okay?"
"Okay," Manuel smiled, as he straddled her at this unusual angle. He couldn't begin to get all of his cock up her small armpit, but he could get enough of it up there to produce a super sensation.
"Now, move your armpits, Teach," he begged her as he got the hang of it.
"like that?"
"Yes," he replied, "Faster!"
The teacher moved her armpit faster, and faster, trying to accommodate her student, and keep him excited.
"Play with my nuts," he smiled down at her. Her hand reached down and she massaged his testicles while he drove it up her.
"Ohhh, that's nice," he panted, as he pushed the head of his penis in and out of her armpit.
"Fuck me," she giggled, "Fuck my armpit, fucker, fuck it good!"
If there was one thing, Manuel liked about Miss Lee, it was her complete candor when she was engaged in the act. She liked to try everything, and she did it all so well, he realized it was something else to give her his fucks.
"Oh, now, now, I'm coming," he panted, and the penis exploded in her armpit, as she continued moving it up and down, up and down, accommodating him the best she knew how.
She held his ball sack while he shot his rocks off. Then, she let it hang and she opened her arm. He pulled out, and lay beside her a brief moment.
Kissing her gently on the forehead, he said, "Thanks, Teach-I needed this fucking more than you'll ever know."
"That's alright," she said, "I guess we all need to fuck up a storm now and then."
"Did I satisfy you?"
"Yes," she smiled gently up at him.
Then, he got off the bed and went into the bathroom and took a shower. She followed him a moment later, and when he was through, she got in the shower herself. After it was over, she dressed, and looked at the clock.
"Oh, it's one o'clock," she said, "I'd better split." She looked at him one tense moment, and said simply, "For god's sake, Manuel, don't tell anybody what we've just done tonight."
Coming over to her, he looked at her earnestly, and whispered, "I'd never tell anybody-it was beautiful-and what we did is just between you and me. I don't give a damn about anybody else and what they think. All I know is what I feel, and I knew I had to get my rocks off tonight when I saw you standing at my door."
"I felt the same thing when I saw you," she said sincerely, "I guess I'm just oversexed. I shouldn't be a teacher at all. I should resign."
"Oh, don't say that," Manuel said, his forehead wrinkling, "I don't want you to think because we balled tonight, you've got to give up your teaching-"
"It isn't just that," she said, turning toward the door, "but I don't think I'm cut out for this kind of work."
"What do you think I should do?"
"I could name one thing, but it wouldn't be nice," he smiled.
"Goodnight, Manuel," she smiled, and then she turned and walked out the door. Getting in her car, she noticed there was a full moon in the sky. She turned on the car radio and listened to the "Mame" and she snapped her fingers as she listened to the music.
"You're a damned fool," she said aloud, "You can't get by with this forever."
Then, she turned the music up louder to drown out the sound of her own thoughts, which troubled her now.