Chapter 2
She hurried to the rehearsal, and everything went along fine. The four young men wore their Roman togas, but had them modestly covering their privates, and there was no trace of nudity under the togas. It was almost impossible for her to keep her mind on the rehearsal as she kept thinking of her sex session with Jerry. All he needed to do was open his mouth to one person, and she'd be shot down the tubes so fast it would make her head swim.
Finally, she collected herself, and as she walked out the office door that night she felt fine until the Principal called out to her.
"How are you coming with the play?" he smiled genially.
"Just fine," she replied. "Just fine!"
"That's nice," he nodded, "Keep up the good work!"
"Right," she replied, a nervous twitch coming to her face, as she imagined what he would think of her if he ever caught her carrying on with one of her young students.
That night, she hadn't been home ten minutes when her boyfriend Dennis called up.
"Hi, Honey," Dennis began, "How about you and me for dinner, tonight?"
"I've got so much to do-"
"Well, you've got to eat sometime," he declared.
"I know, honey-but it takes time to go out and-"
"Now, knock the excuses off," he laughed, "I want to see you-be ready-I'm coming over in half an hour."
That's all there was to it as far as Dennis was concerned. When he had his mind made up that he was going to do something-that was that. This always bothered her, as she liked to be in charge of her own life, and Dennis was forever making it impossible. He'd come from a well-to-do family, and they'd put him up in the financing business. So, he had a good life, and could offer her all the monetary benefits of a good marriage. But, one thing was wrong. Dennis wanted to dominate her, and this she completely resented. He liked to pick her associates, decide upon her clothes, and even dictate where they'd live if they tied the marital knot. But, there was one thing she did like about him-he was an expert love maker. Whenever he balled her, she finished on the satisfied line. And that was a lot more than she could say for some of the college flunkies she'd fucked around with. Most of them wanted to get their rocks off, and didn't know anything about how to please a woman. Dennis had almost made a science of it.
She glanced at the cock. Thinking about all these things wasn't getting her ready for his arrival. So, she decided the best thing to do was get on the ball, and prepare for him. She slipped out of her dress she had worn all day at school and put on a blue slack suit. It always went well with her blonde hair, and blue eyes and fair skin. She turned around, examining herself in the mirror, and she smiled an approving smile as she heard the doorbell ring. Dennis was here already.
Going to the door, she opened it, and brown-haired, brown eyed Dennis smiled his greeting, "Hi, beautiful!"
"Hi," she smiled, "Here's hoping you're all ready to go out-Wow! You look good enough to eat yourself."
"Thanks," she smiled, and turning around, said, "We might as well go out-all I see around here is homework and I'm so tired of correcting those horrible English papers."
"Teaching isn't much fun, is it?" he asked, "You'd be better off married to me, wouldn't you?"
"Would I?" she asked, with a sly smile, "Then, you'd become my boss, wouldn't you."
"I'd like that assignment," he grinned, his eyes flashing as he gave a quick once over of her breasts.
"It's too early for that!" she chuckled. "You were taking me out to dinner."
"Yes, I was-wasn't I?"
Then, the two of them left and he asked her as they drove down the tree-shaded boulevard where she'd like to go.
"Oh, just a place where we can have a drink, and relax," she said, "I-I'm exhausted."
"You've been so quiet, I knew something was bugging you," Dennis said quickly, "It's that goddam teaching. Why don't you quit and marry me?"
"Maybe I will," Susan smiled. And to herself she thought of what an easy escape it might be to quit her teaching post, get married and never have to think of her student Jerry whom she'd had sex with a few scant hours previously.
"That's the way I like to hear you talk," Dennis declared, reaching over and patting her thigh. "You know, baby, I like you better in mini-skirts than slacks."
"Oh, I figured you would," she chuckled. "You have always been so anxious to look at it-"
"Mentioning look at it-why don't you let me photograph you in the nude."
"Out of the question," she snapped, "I don't believe in posing in the buff."
"Why not? You're beautiful in the buff!"
"I'll tell you why, if you must know," she snapped, "When you are a teacher, there are certain restrictions that must be placed on your conduct. If the Principal thought I'd do a thing like that, she'd probably want to can me."
"That would be nice," Dennis chuckled, pulling into the parking lot of the Mogambo Club Restaurant.
They let the parking attendant park the car, and they both went into the darkened restaurant. A fireplace was giving its shadow glow over in the corner, and a couple of windows overlooked spotlighted gardens.
"Isn't this a nice place?" Dennis asked, anxious to try to please her tonight.
"Yes, it is," she replied, "I really like a place like this-and now if you'll motion that waiter over here so we can get a drink-everything will be lollipops and rainbows."
The waiter responded when he saw Dennis asking him over.
"Good evening, sir," he began, "How are you tonight?"
"Just fine," Dennis said, "I guess we'll have a drink first."
"Yes, of course. What would you like?" he asked, looking at Susan questioningly.
"A double bourbon and seven," Susan smiled.
"I'll take a scotch and water," Dennis told him. After the drinks had relaxed them both, the waiter returned to take their dinner orders.
"What would you like?"
"What's that flaming sword dinner they're serving over there?" Susan asked him.
"That is one of the specialties of the house," he explained, "It's out flaming shish-kebab, and then of course we have our flaming sword steaks."
"I'd like shish-kebab," she declared, "how about you?"
"Sounds good to me too," Dennis declared, and so they both ordered the same meal. The food was served a scant ten minutes later, with the flaming sword skewers, and the usual waiter dramatics.
"Mmmmmm, smells so good," Dennis smiled, "We're lucky we came here."
"Enjoy your dinner," the waiter said, when he'd finished serving the steaks. Then, Susan broke down, and said, "I hate teaching! I really do!"
"Why didn't you say so before?"
"I was just trying to lie to myself," Susan said, "I wish we had gotten married last June."
"Don't let the month stand between us now," Dennis said eagerly. "Why don't you tell the Principal to take the job, and shove it?"
"That's not the way to handle things," she said, "We've got to do some planning in advance. We can't just rush things through like that-we can't!"
"Honey, I'm so hot I wish we could-"
"Not tonight, Dennis," she said, looking off and thinking of Jerry, and how much she'd enjoyed sucking his male member. He gave a healthier sperm-load than the lover she had seated beside her, and it intrigued her just imagining what it would be like to share a big bed with him and try everything out just once. But, this was a sex trip she should never risk taking. It could cost her-everything, and she knew it all too well.
So, she just waited and when the dinner was over, she drove home without saying a word to Dennis, hoping this could put him on the alert, she wasn't in the mood for sex with him.
Finally, when they were back at her pad, she used the ultimate weapon, and almost shut the door in his face.
"Don't treat me like that, baby," he smiled, "You know how much I need you."
"Do I?" she asked, an impish grin playing around the corners of her lips.
"Yes, baby-let me in."
"For five minutes," she declared, "that's all-then I've got to get some rest."
"Right-on," he replied, "Five fuckin' minutes is all I need."
"Knock it off," Susan snapped, "I said not tonight."
The fact he was in her apartment was a source of encouragement to Dennis. Now he simply had to devise some way of getting her hot to fuck.
"Baby," he smiled, "What am I going to do about this?" Slowly, he unzipped his pants, and reached out and pulled out his tremendous sized dong. He stroked it, and then, reached m and pulled his balls out too. He knew she enjoyed eating his prick, and he wanted to intrigue her, so much he could get his rocks off.
"Why don't you just suck on it?"
"Sure, I know you're trick," she said evenly, "I'll blow you for a few minutes and then you'll say, 'why don't we do it on the bed?' and then we'll be fucking half the night!"
"What's wrong with that?' Dennis grinned, slowly pulling on his penis, getting it bigger and bigger by the moment. She glanced at him, and it was indeed true, he was very hot tonight, but it was equally true, she didn't feel like becoming involved at all.
"Why don't you suck on it-please, baby, just a minute or two?"
"All right, if you can confine it to five sucking minutes," she spit furiously.
"Well, you don't have to get so goddam testy about a little cocksuck!" he declared adamantly.
"Baby," she smiled, "I'm sorry! I really am-but something is bothering me tonight-"
"I've known that all evening," Dennis said, still stroking smoothly on his penis.
And then, she went over and got on the floor between his legs, and bent over his lap, grasping his penis in her hand and slowly starting to suck on him.
"How does that feel?"
"Keep sucking, dammit," Dennis insisted, "Don't ever put your mouth on me and take it off and play games with me!"
"I'm not playing games with you," she smiled, "I-I'm just not as hot to have sex as you are-"
"Come on, baby, you've got me all worked up now. Finish it off."
Sensing a power, and feeling a delight, she enjoyed teasing him. Gripping his penis tightly in her hand and squeezing, she slowly raised it up, and glanced down at his hairy balls which were on display on his deep blue pants. Then, she licked the underside of his penis, focusing the tongue action around the glans.
"How does that feel?" she demanded.
"like more, baby," he smiled, and now she was almost as eager as he was to finish him off. Her mouth went back to the head of his penis, and she began slowly building up a suction. And then she went up and down the shaft, letting him slowly thrust it to her. As the tip of his penis touched the back of her throat, the touch excited him so much it made his body quiver in excitement.
"That's it, lover," he smiled, "Keep sucking me just like that. Ohhhh, yes, just like that!"
She went back to sucking on him, and the sensations continued. Then, he began running his fingers through her wavy blonde hair, "Oh, baby, eat my dong. Eat it, lick it up."
Her head bobbed up and down rhythmically as she sucked with passionate delight. Dennis was always happy when he could get her to go down on him, as he knew he could count on her own sex instincts to carry them through to a hot, sucking, fucking finish.
"Play with my balls," he begged her.
Susan reached down and began fingering his testicles as he continued thrusting his thick, pulsating penis into her hot, and eager mouth.
"Oh, baby, you're driving me up the wall," he exclaimed, "Suck that prick. Ohhh, ahhh, suck the juice out of it." And then, he said, "Honey, how about going into the bedroom, and doing it on the big bed?"
Now, he had her, she was so worked up, she wanted to do everything to him, suck him all over, love him, play with him, excite him. And she slid her mouth off his cock quickly, and exclaimed, "Anything you say, honey-let's go!"
And so, they moved to her bedroom, and both of them tore off their clothes in a few moments and got up on the bed. When, he placed a pillow under his firm, round butt, she knew what he expected. Spreading his legs, he reached down and massaged his own anus, and said, "Sweet baby, will you eat my ass out?" She nodded and smiled, "Yes, lover-you do turn me on."
Dennis was proud of his body, and delighted that he could get her to do anything to him. She got on the bed, and started letting her tongue slide around his asshole. He liked it so much he gripped his penis and began pumping on it.
"Yes, yes, hot sucker," Dennis declared, gripping his penis tighter and pumping faster.
Dennis had a handsome body, and his blonde hair around his buttocks tasted good to her tongue as she stiffened, and thrust it hard up his asshole.
"Yes, yes, now-now you're doing it right," he gasped in delight, feeling her tongue slide up his hot channel.
She enjoyed the feel of his balls bouncing on her forehead, and she pumped his penis methodically, as she continued sucking away at his asshole.
"Eat it," he begged her, "eat my ass out. Drive your tongue way up there, honey."
She became lost in his hot passion, not caring for anything she felt, completely concerned what giving him all the sensations he desired so strongly.
"Oh, baby, I love it when we ball together," he panted in his sexual ecstasy, as the powerful sexual desires flooded through his entire being. "Suck my ass-suck it, baby, suck it out!"
Susan could guess from the way Dennis was sweating, and rolling his butt around on the bed as she was being his hot tongue-fucker, that he was about ready to explode.
"Eat it," Dennis begged, "Eat my ass out."
She let her tongue slide up there, and then he blurted, "Ahhh, ohhhh, you dirty ass sucker, eat me!"
Even being demeaned by him excited her imagination, and turned her on. She loved to eat his ass out, lick his testicles, and suck his sperm load.
But, as he wiggled around to a certain pitch, as her tongue continued sliding smoothly in and out of him, she decided it might be a good idea to grip his penis and start sucking him off before he came in her hand.
Taking her tongue out quickly, she smiled up at him, "Baby, I'd better take care of you fast. You are hot tonight."
"I told you I was," he said smoothly, "Start blowing me, baby!"
Susan let her mouth slide down over his penis once more, only this time there would be interruptions. She was ready to go down on him and devour it.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," he gasped, as she went down on him, and let one finger glide up his asshole, guiding him while he sucked.
"No, let your lip drag, lover," he begged, "That's it. Ohhh, that's sensational. Suck me, suck me, lover, suck me. Ohhh, ahhhh, eat it, eat it, I'm coming, I'm coming."
Reaching down, he held her head over his thrusting dong, and it exploded. The hot cum spurted in her mouth and she eagerly tasted him, thoroughly enjoying the delicious taste of his sperm load.
"Eat it, lover, eat it," he begged, and she wouldn't let up, until she'd sucked it dry.
"Oh, that's enough. It tickles now," he protested as she went on sucking. "Baby, stop-I'll suck your pussy-stop-you're tickling me."
Finally, she pulled off and then, she straddled him quickly as her vagina was eager to have the feel of his tongue sliding inside her. As she brought her blonde vagina tight to his mouth, his tongue whipped out, and he started licking at her.
"Oh, yes, I like you lover," she said excitedly, as his hot tongue steadily lashed at her there.
Then, he thrust inside her, grasping her buttocks, massaging them, kneading them as she wiggled her cunt around his invading tongue. Dennis was a pussy-man, and frankly liked eating snatch even more than fucking it.
"Now, you're doing it up brown, baby," she moaned, as her hands grasped his head firmly, and held on. "Oh, yes-more! Drive it up there! Ohhh, ahhhhhh!"
Dennis let his tongue probe inside her, licking the hot walls of her vagina, and then he drove it back and forth on her erect clitoris, now and then nibbling, and always keeping his tongue in movement.
"Suck on me," she begged, and her fingernails dug into his scalp as his face pressed tightly to her snatch. "Ohhh, that's it, you're driving me crazy, Dennis. I love it when you do that. Suck my pussy, suck me, pussy eater. Ahhhhhhhh, suck it!"
Wiggling her butt about, he had to hang on, and thrust his tongue back and forth quickly, deciding to make a quick play for her to cum in his mouth at any moment.
"Oh, what a pussy eater you are," she laughed, and her hands ran through his hair, as he buried his face in her cunt.
"Eat my pussy, eat me," she begged him. His tongue lashed her love button, flicking faster, and then faster, sending electrical sex thrills up and down her tingling spine.
"Oh, baby, let me ride your tongue," she cried in exultation, as the stimulation built to a feverish pitch. Soon his hands shot up, and he gripped her breasts, pinching the nipples in his sudden passionate excitement.
"Ohhh, now, now, faster, faster, ahhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," she groaned in delight, as she gushed in his hungry mouth. Dennis sucked her juices in, savoring every bit of it, as he finished his tongue job. Then, his hands came down, and he lay back, relaxed. She got off him, and lay beside him.
"Maybe we should get married right away," he suggested, "I hate to keep this up-"
"Keep what up?" she asked softly.
"You know," he said, "Going home when I could just as well stay here all night."
"You can stay here all night if you want to," she agreed, "but I still want to wait a little while before I agree on getting married-try hard to understand me, won't you?"
"I am trying," he said earnestly, "but, baby, you've got to realize when a guys horny for a chick he wants to make it legal sometimes-I think that much of you! There's nothing wrong with marriage, is there, I hope!"
"No, of course not," Susan smiled, "It's just that I don't think we should rush it."
"It's not rushing it, considering how long we've been going together," he insisted.
Finally, they both fell asleep, happily exhausted. And the next morning, just as the dawn streaked across the gray sky, he turned her toward him and started feeling of her breasts. Half asleep, she didn't pay any attention. And then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom a moment to urinate. Returning, he saw her vagina spread for him, her legs parted invitingly. He crawled back in bed, and straddled her and slowly slid his penis into her.
"Baby, isn't this a nice way to greet a new day?" he whispered, as he looked down on her lustfully. Glancing up, she saw him coming toward her with hard, driving thrusts.
"Fuck it, baby," he stammered, as he built his tempo. Now, Susan was turned-on, and wide awake. She reached back to grip his buttocks as she brought herself toward him.
"Give it to me, honey," she whispered eagerly, anxious to forget all about the problem she'd made for herself in school with the virile, young drama student.
"Baby, that's what I like-you're putting some enthusiasm into it-fuck me, lover, fuck me.
Their two bodies merged, as the sun began shining through the heavily curtained window. And they produced a sex rhythm all their own.
"That's it, grab it with your cunt," Dennis demanded. "Oh, yes, just like that, honey."
Susan knew how to effectively use her vagina muscles. Her exercise kept her entire body in a fine muscle tone, and as he thrust his penis into place inside her, the excitement built until she couldn't stand it any longer.
"Oh, baby, fuck me, fuck me good," she cried out, her hands gliding up and down his soft back, and then she clutched his buttocks, massaging him, feeling of him.
"You love a good screw just as much as I do," he smiled down at her, "You're oversexed, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes, I am-and I'm glad I'm oversexed, aren't you?"
"You can bet your sweet ass, I am," he chuckled, as he slid himself in and out of her, as she gratefully kissed him on both sides of the face. This thrilled him because Dennis had grown bored with women who were cheap grinds, who'd fuck anybody who'd pay the price. He wanted a woman who cared about him, a woman who dug him this way, and a woman who knew how to become enthusiastic when she was getting fucked. Susan was all he'd ever wanted, and as he drove himself into her hot hole this morning, her mouth opened, and their tongues met. Caught in this torrid moment, the two of them Frenched enthusiastically, and as they tongue-fucked each other's face, they climaxed together.
Pulling away, Dennis chuckled, "Right-on baby, grab it! Squeeze the juice out of there, honey-ohhh, yes, that's how it's done."
With enthusiastic movements, Susan's cunt gripped his penis with vise-like force, and got him all drained out. Then, slowly, he pulled his penis out of her cunt-hole. She held on with her muscles, as if hating to see him leave her for a second.
"Oh, baby, I wish you could leave it in me forever," she whispered, kissing his ear affectionately. Then, he eased the head out, and wiped the dripping cum off with his own hand. He went into the bathroom, and showered, using the shaving material he kept planted in her medicine chest for just such occasions.
After a moment, he came out with a towel wrapped tightly around his waist, and then he let it slip off to the floor, and picked up his shorts, and stepped into them and pulled them up. He got back on the bed with her for a moment.
"I love you," he whispered, his hand reaching down to massage her vagina for a brief moment.
"And I love you, sweetheart," she smiled, "Maybe the reason we go on loving each other is because we aren't married."
"Maybe that's it," he nodded, "But we ought to give ourselves a chance-because I've got a feeling we'd make a beautiful life for each other-if we'd only give ourselves a chance at marriage."
He kissed her lightly on the side of the face, and then got off the bed, got dressed, and said, "I'd better run-"
"Don't you want some coffee?"
"I don't have the time," he explained as he closed the door and hurried on his way to work. Then, she got up, and looked at herself. All this screwing and drinking wasn't helping her appearance one bit, but what was really taxing her strength was this; she was full of fear and frustration over the young man who had seduced her into having sex with him. One word from him to anybody, and it would go the grapevine route like lightning. And then, when the word was out, her future was sealed-she might as well forget teaching and use what little money she'd saved up for a good lawyer to try to clear her. But, it wouldn't be easy.
Perhaps if she could talk to Jerry she could make him understand, she thought as she stepped into the shower, and let the water streak down her body. Then, she got out, dried off, and dressed. She fixed herself a breakfast in the mixer, consisting of milk, two eggs, and some multiple vitamins. It saved time, and helped her keep her figure, she reasoned.
As she came onto the school campus, Jerry would have to walk over to her and start talking.
"Hi, Teach," he smiled knowingly.
"Good morning, Jerry," she said coldly, hoping this would throw him.
"When do we get together again?" Jerry demanded tightly. All of a sudden all the fears that had plagued her mind descended on her, and the nightmare became a reality as the young student zeroed in on her.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know damned well what I'm talking about," he snapped tightly, "And you better listen to me-"
Sensing other students were listening, and one student coming closer, the frightened, young teacher said crisply, "Oh, yes, that-we can talk about it during Drama class-okay?"
"That's more like it," Jerry said flatly, secretly congratulating himself for making her respond as he wanted her to.