Chapter 12
She drove home quickly, and Jerry walked slowly off the school campus, but then he saw the Principal running after him.
"Jerry-Jerry," the Principal called to him. He wanted to ignore the voice, but didn't dare, for that could prove even more accusing.
"Yes," he turned casually, "What's up?"
"I want to talk to you in my office alone," he said, his breath coming short, as he'd run quite a distance to catch up with him.
But when Jerry joined him, and walked into his office, he quickly discovered he was far from alone. There was Miss Worthington sitting there, smiling.
"Jerry," the Principal said quickly, "I-I don't know how to ask you this-I mean, it's embarrassing for me too."
"What your Principal is trying to say is this," Miss Worthington said smoothly, "Jerry, have you ever been-shall we say 'intimate' with your Drama Teacher, Miss Lee?"
"Oh, god, no," Jerry answered instantly, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Well," Miss Worthington went on, "I was backstage when you and Miss Lee were locked in a dressing room together for some time."
Guilt and fear simultaneously flashed through Jerry's young mind. Now, he didn't know how to answer. Had she heard? Did she know for sure? How could he get out of this mix-up in the best way? But would they fire Miss Lee? Was that why she was crying? Had they already fired her?
"Miss Lee told us quite a few things," Miss Worthington assured him, a small smile of triumph and exultation flashing across her face, "If you'd tell us the truth, it could go easier for you-"
"What have I done? I haven't done anything!"
The Principal adjusted the tape recorder, so the microphone could easily pick up the sound from where Jerry was sitting.
"Now, Jerry, it's not your fault if-if it did happen. She's an adult, and you, young man are a minor and not responsible."
His mind going back and forth like a teeter-totter, Jerry didn't know what to say next. But to knock his teacher, he couldn't bring himself to do.
"We didn't do nothin', " he said evenly. The tape recorder picked it all up for later evaluation, and Miss Worthington applied her child psychology carefully, "Now, Jerry-I listened at the door."
"You didn't hear nothin', either, did you?"
"That's just it, Jerry. I didn't hear a sound, and that is what made me so suspicious I've been watching you two ever since."
"How long was it?" he demanded, curious to know how long she'd been listening.
"Long enough to know something was going on," she replied evasively, yet with the accusatory tone that made him tremble, on the brink of telling.
"We're here to help you, young man," the Principal nodded in a fatherly manner. "Did she touch you?"
"Touch me?" he gasped, "What are you both trying to do? Get her out of here? She's a real good teacher."
"Sure she is," Miss Worthington smiled, "but what were the two of you doing alone in that dressing room?"
"Reading the lines to ourselves," he said, "If you'd peeked through the keyhole that's all you would have seen."
"We're not trying to pressure you, young man," Miss Worthington went on, "only trying to get at the truth!"
"Yeah," he smirked.
"I guess that's all for now," the Principal nodded, "Only let me warn you-if we find out that there is something between you and that teacher, you may wish you'd confided a little more in us."
"Thanks," Jerry said quietly, and he got up and walked out. After he was gone, Miss Worthington looked at the Principal and nodded, "He knows plenty, but he's not talking."
"How can you tell?"
"Female intuition," she explained.
Then the two of them decided to discuss it further.
"Well, how do you propose we catch them?" the Principal asked anxiously.
"Much as I'd hate to have to spy on them, I'll volunteer," she said with a noble hand gesture, "as we can't have this kind of thing going on at Le Grady-that is, if we value our jobs at all. The downtown office mustn't get wind of such goings on or they'll think we're lax in our administration."
"You are so right," the Principal said glumly, "Being involved in education these days is a can of worms. You've got the dope problem, babies with special classes for pregnant girls, and then teachers who turn-on the students, and vice-versa."
"We must be very brave," Miss Worthington said, "and I assure you-we shall prevail-"
"I hope so," the Principal replied glumly.
That night about eight o'clock, Nora dropped by Miss Lee's apartment. She was wearing some blue hot pants, and her sweater served as an interesting showcase for her breasts.
"Hi," she smiled, when Susan opened the door.
"Oh, come in," Susan nodded, "I've been so worried all evening I forgot to phone you."
"About what?"
"Jerry Winters couldn't bring his brother along tonight, and so he."
"And so he what?"
"And so asked if he could come over alone, and I told him you wouldn't mind sharing him-"
"That sounds like a lot of fun. I'm crazy about sex with young cats. Now, how old is he?"
"He's seventeen," Miss Lee told her.
"That's a good age. They're real passionate at seventeen," Miss Lee laughed, "And so I am at twenty eight."
A moment later, there was another knock on the door, and Susan answered it.
"Come in," she smiled at her young student lover. Jerry Winters walked in, and when he saw the beautiful Nora did a double-take.
"Oh, Wow," he grinned good-naturedly, "Susan told me she was inviting her girl friend over, but she didn't tell me how gorgeous she was."
"Are you teaching your students flattery?" Nora giggled, "Oh, I'm so pleased to meet you, young man."
"Why don't we have a drink-oh, I forgot you shouldn't drink," she said, looking at Jerry.
"I drink all the time at home."
"But you shouldn't. You're just a kid."
"I'm a man," he smiled assuredly, and then he went over to the bar, and nodded, "To prove it, I can mix any drink you chicks want me to."
"Isn't he marvelous," Nora smiled at Susan, "He's handsome, and I'll bet he's well-hung."
"I've got enough action down there for both of you," he said confidently.
"Good," Susan replied, "Now, prove it."
After they'd told him what drinks they desired, and they'd stepped into the bedroom, they began automatically undressing. Nora's huge breasts instantly turned him on. His penis popped up, as he surveyed her body carefully.
"What do you do for a living?" he asked, as he studied her.
"Three guesses," she giggled.
"I only need one," he laughed, "And if I'm wrong you still could make a good living at it, because you, hot baby, are really cool."
"Hey, don't forget me," Susan cut in, as she threw back the bedspread on her king-sized bed, and prepared to turn back the covers to her blue sheets. Then, she lay on the bed, and massaged herself.-
Jerry hopped on the bed, and assured her, "Don't worry, I won't neglect you, lover."
As she reached down to grasp his penis, and play with it, Nora went to work. She stepped over to her large purse and got out her dildo.
"What's that?" Jerry demanded, when he saw the dildo being strapped on Nora's body.
"That's just her dildo," Susan Lee laughed, "Haven't you ever seen one before?"
"I've heard about them. Who hasn't? But this is the first time I've ever seen one."
When she had it completely strapped on, Nora walked toward the bed, and Jerry's eyes focused on it. Nora reached out a small tube of lubricant, and began lubricating the head of the plastic penis. She got behind Jerry Winter's buttocks, and greased his tight anal ring. Then, she thrust forward, and the giant-size plastic penis drove up his behind.
"Owwwweeeee!" he groaned in despair as he felt the dildo driving up his tight canal, but once she had it in, and was doing a good job, he didn't complain anymore at all.
"Doesn't that feel real good now, lover boy?" she smiled, as she went on giving him an ass-fuck.
"Yes, yes, I like that," he admitted, and now Susan was sucking smoothly on his penis. He reached down, and ran his fingers through her soft, blonde hair as she sucked on his long tool.
"Suck that cock," he cried out, "Suck it-you hear?" Susan liked it when a man dominated her, but what intrigued her now was seeing the virility of a young stud surface. It was all so fresh and excitingly wonderful.
"Ohhh, ahhh, do it, do it," he panted, as he pushed it to her, and at the same time, Nora told him how to increase the sensations.
"Grab it with your ass when I shove it up there," she guided him. "Now, you're doing it. That's it. Fuck away!" In and out, his penis thrust, as he continued giving her what she wanted. v
"Fuck-fuck-fuck it," he demanded.
With two women working on him at the same time, he decided he might as well eat some pussy, for Susan was obviously pressing her vagina into his face for this very purpose. His tongue whipped out, and he began lashing all around her there.
"Oh, yes," Susan told him, momentarily, letting his dong slide out of her mouth, "Suck it off-I like it, yes, yes, ahhh." By now, Jerry was what might be termed a very good pussy-eater. He'd developed his own distinct style. He drove it in and out, in and out, and the wild action continued.
"Fuck me, fuck me," he begged, and the girl with the dildo rammed in harder. "Right-on," he gasped in delight, as he felt his body glorying in new sensations. With his anal area being invaded with the dildo, his penis being sucked upon by his oversexed teacher, and his tongue thrusting up her vagina, he figured he had about as much action as any body could take even in the scandal-ridden times of. Rome.
The three of them made quite a sight as each one did his thing. Three hang-ups connecting smoothly, and this hot-blooded young student was obtaining sexual gratification he never before knew existed.
Susan sucked in firm, long strokes, as her hand massaged his weighty testicles. She enjoyed the sight of him from this angle. She liked to see his curly pubic hair which framed his penis, which zoomed out to alarming proportions when it was sucked upon. But what she liked most of all was the sweet juice inside the penis, and it was to this end that she continued her sucking action.
"Now, suck-suck that cock," he urged her on, as he neared his climax.
"Get your mouth back on my pussy," she told him anxiously, as she felt herself so turned on with his tongue she was almost there. And Nora who could come when the man enjoyed the dildo as much as she did, urged Jerry to grip her driving plastic penis with his ass muscles tightly and squeeze. As Jerry accommodated her, he found there were super sensations in this kind of sex action too.
Now, they were throbbing as one. The penis driving down Susan's throat, Jerry,'s tongue sliding up her vagina, and the dildo driving up his asshole.
But, such a pitch of passion could never last for long. Jerry came first. His huge penis exploded in her mouth, and Susan sucked its contents eagerly; thoroughly enjoying its creamy, thick substance.
And then, she gushed in Jerry's mouth. His tongue lashed the walls of her vagina as he sought to lick up the juices.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck me, suck me," she begged him, as the sensations built in her body.
With all this action, Nora got hers too. As she felt Jerry's buttock muscles tighten around her sliding plastic penis, she came too, sending a streak of pussy-juice against his wiggling ass.
Now the three of them were spent, and Jerry felt the dildo slip out, and Miss Lee remove her mouth from his penis, as he pulled his tongue out of her vagina.
"You've got a sweet snatch," he smiled at her, "I mean, you taste so good-"
The three of them went to the kitchen where Miss Lee had prepared a plate of cold cuts in advance. They went into the living room and sat down on the sofa and wing chair naked. When she poured more drinks, Jerry's tongue loosened, and he told her what had happened to him after school.
"You know Miss Lee," he began, "that nosey Principal and his sidekick, Miss Worthington tried to trap me into talking this afternoon."
"Oh, no," Nora said, "You mean they're suspicious."
"More than a little," Susan said sadly, "Go ahead, Jerry-tell me exactly what happened."
"Well, that bitch, Miss Worthington."
"Honey, you shouldn't call anybody a bitch!"
"Why not, Miss Lee?" Jerry demanded. "Because it doesn't fit her. She's not such a bad person, just sexually frustrated."
"Is that why she's always snooping around other people's business?"
"Yes, dear," Miss Lee nodded, "She needs to get fucked!"
"What does she look like?" Nora asked.
"You wouldn't like her," Miss Lee assured her.
"Do you do things with women too?" Jerry asked curiously. "That depends-"
"On, what, Nora?" he continued his line of questioning.
"On how she looks. Don't you pick fuck-mates that way?'"
"Well, yes."
"I'm the same way, honey, only I swing!"
"Have you two had sex together?" he asked, looking at Susan Lee strangely.
"Only once," Miss Lee assured him, "Just to try something different."
"What is it like?"
"Do you want to watch us?" Nora asked jokingly.
"I'd like nothing better," he assured them both.
"Why don't we entertain you while you pull your pecker? How does that grab you?"
"Alright," he agreed, 'Met's go back to the fuckroom." The three of them, marched naked back to the bedroom. Nora, put on her dildo, and Susan spread her legs.
Then, Nora straddled her, and adjusted the dildo to get good aim.
"Hang on, honey," she smiled, as she thrust herself forward. The immense dildo drove up her gash, and she wiggled around it.
"Oh, baby, fuck me," she begged Nora and reached down to grip Nora's firm, round ass-cheeks.
This got Jerry Winters so turned on, he reached down to grasp his mainstem and stroke himself.
"Faster, fuckers, faster," he panted, as he tried to keep pace with his hand while the girl gave her a hot dildo-driving screwing. Then, the idea seized him, there was Nora's sweet little ass going to waste.
He picked up the lubricant tube that she'd used on the dildo head, and massaged the head of his penis. Then, he got on the bed behind her, and drove himself between her eager ass cheeks.
"Yes, yes, I was hoping you'd do this," he begged her, "Drive it up there!"
The hot, driving penis slammed away, and he quickened his pace.
"Fuck me, fuck me," he begged as she reared back to allow him further penetration.
"Oh, yes, now-now, just like that. Ahhh, ohhh, fuck, fuck, fuck it off!"
The hot penis slid in and out, faster, and faster as her dildo drove up Susan's Lee's tight, twisting vagina. All three of them were enjoying the sex session enormously. Then, Nora got so hot, she had to kiss Susan full on the lips. Jerry watched this action in the mirror. He delighted in seeing the two women's huge breasts crushing against each other, and he enjoyed seeing the plastic prick driving up her hot gash.
"Why shouldn't two chicks turn on if they dig each other?" he said aloud.
"We're doing nice, thank you," Nora turned to smile at him, "and you're not doing bad yourself-fucker!"
Jerry got so excited, he kissed the side of her face, and reached out to play with her titties. She lifted but a short distance from Susan's big boobs, allowing him the chance to further excite himself through the added dimension of sexual stimulation, her knockers.
"Fuck it!" Jerry grunted, as he stabbed her asshole, and he was surprised how she could do things with his driving penis.
At last, he came, and the hot sperm gushed out of his joystick, "Ahhh, ohhh, fuck it, fuck-fuck-fuck!" he cried in his hot anxiety.
"Now, now-drive it up there!"
He kept shooting his juices, as the girls came at the same time. And then they all heard something.
"What was that?" Susan asked.
"I don't know-just the wind blowing a shutter, or somebody in the next apartment."
Before she could say another word, the bedroom door was flung open and the Principal holding a flash camera began shooting flash shots of the action.
"From another angle-over here," Miss Worthington cried triumphantly. "Get a shot of that awful girl doing it to her!"
"Don't call me 'awful girl', you goddam bitch," Nora screamed. Jerry Winters pulled his penis out of her buttocks, but not before the Principal managed to get another shot.
Seeing the end to everything she'd worked for flash before her, Susan went out of her mind. She ran for the kitchen, and seizing a butcher knife came charging into the bedroom. "Give me that camera," she cried, "Give it to me, or I'll kill you."
"Grab her, Jerry," the Principal cried in fear as he saw her wild eyes glaring at both him and Miss Worthington, "She's trying to kill us."
Jerry wrestled her to the floor, but not before she'd made a couple of slices on his body, and the blood had begun to flow.
"Oh, god," Nora cried, "I'm splitting!"
"No, you're not, you good for nothing lez tramp," the Principal told her, as he reached for her, and held her.
"Hold them, I'm phoning the police," Miss Worthington cried out, as she ran for the phone in the living room. A second later she came back into the bedroom, and out of breath, panted, "They're on their way."
"I'm glad," the Principal said, "They should all go to jail where they belong-"
"What about me?" Jerry demanded, "I didn't do nothin'! "
"You sure got my asshole sore," Nora complained.
"That's too bad," Miss Worthington winced, "but you know better than to be seducing a young boy-"
"I didn't know he was a young boy," she said innocently.
"Oh, yes, you did," Susan reminded, "don't try to get off-you're in this just as deep as I am."
It didn't take the authorities long to get there. Miss Lee and Nora were told to get dressed, and to remain calm or they'd have handcuffs put on them. Once Nora was released she rubbed her wrists to get the circulation back.
"You didn't have to grab me and hold on so tight," she complained, "What were you trying to do-get some kick out of being near a sexy, beautiful dancer."
"Dancer, my ass," the Principal snapped, "You're a slut hooker, you don't fool me none."
When they were gone, Jerry got dressed, and they took him down to Juvenile.
"Do you have to put me away?" he demanded.
"I'm afraid we do," the Principal said sadly, "You can't play with fire, Jerry and not get burned. I hope you've learned your lesson."
"I sure have," he said begrudgingly, "And I'm damned bitter about it all too."
When he got into Juvenile, they took his story.
"I suppose it all began," he told the interviewer, "when I got turned on with my teacher. You see she wasn't any ordinary teacher. She was really stacked, and when T got excited just looking at her one day I thought I'd put the make on her and-"
The tape went on and the story was told. But, meantime in another part of town, in a dreary jail cell, Susan Lee was having second thoughts about student molestation. Pacing back and forth, her mind raced, 'Oh, why? Why, oh why?' and she could never find the answer.
And then when Dennis heard about her whereabouts, he came to see her. Here was hope at last, she thought.
"Oh, Dennis, I feel so awful," she sobbed.
"I should think you would," he said angrily, "Pulling a thing like that on me. Why you just don't know what my friends say to me about you. I wish you'd never been born when I hear them talking."
"Is that what you came here to tell me?" she demanded. "Sure, I've done wrong. And I'm finally facing the truth about myself, about my life, but dear god, I didn't think this would be how you'd treat me."
"How do you expect me to act?"
"With some compassion," she said softly.
"Do you really deserve any?" Dennis demanded, looking at her coldly before he turned around and walked out.
A couple days later, Nora dropped by.
"Hi, honey," she smiled at Nora. Nora spoke to her kindly, "Baby, this is about as much my fault as yours. I'll post bail and get you out of this trap."
"Oh, Nora-I thank you, I thank you," she said quickly. A few hours later, Nora had indeed posted sufficient bail to obtain her release.
"I can't quit working," Nora said, "I've borrowed the money from Albert who owns the dive where I strip, and shake my ass and tits over customers beer-so if you want to come tonight you can catch my act."
"I'd love to," Nora told her eagerly. And that night, she went to watch her do her thing.
As she sipped her drink, a nice looking young man sidled up to her and pressed his legs against hers. It felt wonderful to be in the saddle again.
"Hi, honey," he smiled.
"Hi," she returned his greeting. When she looked into his eyes she was reminded for a tragic moment of Jerry Winters. And of all things, it was his brother.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Could ask you the same thing, honey-I thought they locked you up for what you did to my little brother-"
"Oh, don't put on that big holier than thou act for me," she snapped.
"I know, honey-but then I didn't know you and her were lovers."
"What are you talking about?"
"Baby, you putting me on," he shook his head, a knowing smile playing about the corner of his sinister lips, "It was splashed all over the paper about you and some dame in bed with my younger brother. Why do you think they pack the place to look at that chick's body? She's not that sensational, no, ma'am."
"Oh, god, you make me sick," Susan panted, and then she turned and when she saw the men looking at her, she felt like some kind of animal in a zoo. No doubt they were looking at her, and hated her for what she'd done to the young student.
"Evening, Teach," the bartender smiled, "want another scotch? Should give you drinks on the house-being as how you and her are the drawing cards here."
Susan couldn't stand it any longer. She took the glass, and threw it at the bartender, and it landed in the mirror behind the bar splintering into a thousand pieces.
"Go to hell," she told him defiantly, and then she ran out of the bar, and into the dark night street. Unheeding, and not caring, she raced out into the onrushing traffic. There was the sound of brakes squealing, and cars crashing into one another, but the most awful sound of all, was that of a human life being snuffed out, as Susan cried out in her death-throes, when her head hit the pavement, and the blood began to trickle down her face.
Nora knew what had happened. With only her pasties, and g-string on, she charged out into the street, and the crowd didn't pay any attention, for the center spotlight was now given to the girl who'd just died.