Chapter 3

Melinda walked over to the bar and poured herself a drink; mixing some Vodka with a little lime juice.

"What are you doing?" her teacher demanded, fear flooiing his face as a new problem surfaced. "I can't let you drink. You're just a minor."

"But you fucked me," Melinda laughed, raising the glass to her lips and sipping slowly.

"That's different-you'll go home with liquor on your breath and your Mom will want to know where you've been and-"

Melinda began laughing and couldn't quit.

"What's so funny?"

"You," she stammered between laughs, 'My Mom isn't home until late. She cruises at the bars and when she strikes a gold mine comes home-"

"Strikes a gold mine?"

"Yeah," Melinda laughed, "That's what she calls it when she picks up a 'rich bitch' if you know what I mean." A sullen looked flashed across her face, as a trace of sorrow flashed in her eyes, making her gales of laughter reveal they were but a camaflouge for how she felt.

"Oh, you poor kid-what about your father?"

"You know that's a very good question," she nodded, pouring herself some more vodka. "I've been asking Mom about it ever since I noticed other kids had Dads and I didn't."

"Oh, I'm sorry," the teacher said quietly, turning away, "now-now you make me feel like a goddam heel. You've had enough bad breaks without a horny teacher putting the make on you."

Melinda whirled over to his side. Her hand reached out, and she looked him in the eyes as her hand touched his.

"You brought the only real meaning to my dull life" she said urgently. "I loved sucking on you-I made you happy, didn't I? I did it as good as the other chicks you've balled with, didn't I? You said I did. You weren't putting me on, were you?"

"No-no," he said quietly, "You were really great! But, I just don't like to foul up your life-you've had enough bad breaks. I don't want to add any more suffering to-"

"Suffering?" Melinda blurted indignantly. "You call making wild love to you suffering, ohhh, I loved it ... I want you to suck on me-to lick my titties, nibble on my nipples and excite me every way you know how."

"Alright," the teacher nodded, trying desperately to smile to brighten Melinda's bleak life, but he felt he had to warn her. "Baby, today you want me to have sex with you-tomorrow you may hate me for "fucking you-don't-please, don't Melinda because I really do dig you."

"I'll never hate you for loving me-never. I know what some of the crackpots say-that girls my age can't have any real deep feeling. But they're all wrong."

"Of course they are," he smiled lopsidedly.

"Let's take a shower together," Melinda suggested, "That would be so much fun. You could soap my bare naked body down, and I could soap you down-wouldn't that be exciting?"

"Yes-yes, it would," he smiled. Placing his arm on her shoulder, they walked together through his bedroom and into the bathroom. Melinda placed her glass on the marble sinktop before she joined her teacher in the shower. He let the water run down over their bodies until they were slippery and then began using the soap on her breasts.

Massaging them gently, he gradually built up a lather. Then, she took the soap from his hands and reached down to his penis which was hard all over again. She applied the soap to its nine inches and slid her hands along its slippery surface, producing a good lather.

"Isn't this fun?" Melinda laughed, "Imagine that? A lot of fun just taking a shower?"

"You see," he smiled, letting his hand slip down to her vagina, "it depends on who you're taking a shower with. A gorgeous girl like you-oh, Wow! A shower is fantastic." He made a lather in the pubic hairs of her vagina and she enjoyed his sensational finger movements as he slid into her slit and worked on her clitoris.

"Oh, that's wild," she sighed, "I love that-"

"Does feel good, doesn't it?" he chuckled.

"You know it!"

A moment later, the teacher turned and asked the young girl student to soap his backside. She let her hands slide along the smooth surface of his back with the soap. Gradually, she created a heavy suds and let her hands slide over his firm, round buttocks. He parted his buttocks for her and turned to tell her with a broad smile on his face, "use your finger."

"What?"

"Slide one of your fingers up my asshole and ass-fuck me," he told her, "it's funny sounding, but it feels fantastic. Do me and I'll do you next."

"Okay," she replied, "if you say so-anything goes!" She got a good lather going on his behind and then let her forefinger slide up his tight anus.

"That's it-ohhh, yes-I like that."

"Groovy," she laughed, "do I just keep thrusting?"

"I'll grip my ass muscles around your finger," he explained as she continued thrusting, "that makes it feel even better."

This action continued until he told her, "Okay, luv-now, it's turnabout."

She slid, her finger out of his tight anus, and turned around. Her teacher had a beautiful surprise for her. First, he told her, "Part your legs, sweetheart, so I can get it up there real nice and easy."

Application of the soap produced the lather he wanted, and then he used two fingers, thrusting one up her tight anus, the other up her vagina. She quivered with excitement as she felt the double-thrust exciting her. Waves of pleasure swept through her body.

She looked up at her teacher, "Oh, I love that. You know how to do everything, don't you?"

"Well, almost," he smiled down at his young and willing student, whose sexual proclivity was surprising him more by the moment.

"Faster!" she panted.

"Okay."

He moved both of his fingers faster, as he thrust them up both holes. She turned to watch his excited, intense expressed as his fingers explored her most intimate portions of her body.

"That's enough-that's enough," she bubbled, "I want you to eat me-just like I ate you."

Smoothly sliding his fingers out of her, he assured her, "I want your juices baby-I'm a pussy specialist."

"I'll just bet you are," she giggled. The water poured over them, cleaning off the lathery soap. Then, he turned the shower off and steppped out to hand her a thick towel. She took it and insisted, "Dry me off, lover."

"Am I your lover? "

"Well, aren't you?"

"Yes," the teacher smiled, "I guess I am." He enjoyed drying off her beautiful body, massaging her breasts as he dried them off. She stepped into the bedroom and threw back the spread, and the blanket. She slid between the sheets and looked longingly at her teacher who was finishing drying himself off.

"Hurry up."

"I'm coming." He hopped into the bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her tenderly. As she lay in his arms, he recalled all too vividly, all too painfully the girl he loved when he was in high school. She had the same brown eyes, the same sable brown hair.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"Fucking you," he laughed. His lips crushed down on her lips, and she opened her mouth eagerly. Their tongues found each other and soon her hands were clawing on his back. His hands gripped her firm, round buttocks as he pulled her tighter to him. Their kisses mounted in their fury, as they both found something they'd missed in life, in each other's hot kisses.

Pulling away for a moment, he looked down at her, "How old are you?"

"Fifteen," she smiled. "And it's old enough."

"I'd say it is," he nodded. Then he kissed her passionately again, grapsing her buttocks tightly. She wiggled in excitement as the sensations of delight and pleasure raced through her body.

Soon, he was moving down to her breasts. Throwing back the sheet, he let his chin rest on her breasts, brushing them with the side of her face. She loved the feel of his rough beard against them. Her nipples became erect, and he started to suck.

"Suck me-suck me," she begged, her hands going to his head as her fingers insistently searched through his hair.

But it was something she really didn't have to beg him, for now Melinda had her teacher so turned-on, nothing could stop him. He opened his eyes, and studied her firm, round breasts. Admiring the taut nipples and the generous rose-red circle around them, he started licking.

"Ohhh, I like that, I like that," Melinda moaned and indeed she did.

He licked all around the nipple and then let his mouth all on the breast, and his tongue began licking. His hand swept down her body to her moist mound. As he licked and sucked on first one breast, and then the other, his fingers diddled her. She writhed about in sexual ecstasy as he continued the triple play action; first sucking on one breast, then, moving to the other and all the time keeping the sensations flashing through her loins.

"Suck me-suck my titties," she begged, "bite me." Her excitement had reached such a fever pitch, she felt the urgent need for him to lightly nibble at her tender flesh. Using his teeth, he bore down gently. She quivered as the passion built within her body.

The teacher found his penis rock-hard again. How he wanted to thrust his penis inside her tight vagina. But he had promised he'd eat her first, and he must keep his promise. He moved from her breasts, making a tongue trail around her body. Licking here, then there-all the time exciting her, thrilling her and then his tongue touched her vagina. She reached down to hold him over her moist mound.

His tongue thrust in and out causing Melinda's body to vibrate with such incredible passion she could hardly believe it.

"Ohhhhh, teacher," she moaned, "Do me ... do me!" The wild excitement that surged through her body was too much. She let her fingers claw into his head as he buried his face in her pussy.

"Suck me ... suck me," she begged.

But she didn't really need to beg. Her teacher was so turned on that ntthing could have stopped him from making love to her.

The sight of her inner thighs, the taste of her fresh, hot vagina drove the teacher insane with passionate lust. He wanted to taste her. His hands slid under her buttocks, and he squeezed them as he continued sucking.

"Now-ohhhh, ahh, love me ... love me," she begged, and then she felt his mouth sucking on her clitoris. Using his mouth like a suction cup on her hard clit, he quickly alternated with quick tongue jabs. Over and over his tongue flipped on her clitoris, until his teeth bore down.

Then, she couldn't hold back. She gushed in his face, and his mouth pressed in tightly so as not to lose any of the precious love juices she was so anxiously giving him.

"Suck it ... suck me-suck it all out," she urged him on, her body turning and twisting in the throes of sexual ecstasy as the passion climaxed.

The delicious taste of her thrilled the teacher. He'd eaten women before, but never had he sucked on a young vagina like this one. Melinda possessed something innocent, something exciting and natural he'd never experienced before.

Finishing licking her, he slowly brought his tongue out of her vagina.

"How was I?" she smiled softly, as he came up to her lips.

"Beautiful," he told her, his eyes glazed with lust. "Open your mouth for me."

Melinda didn't mind his mouth had been on her vagina a short time before. Nothing mattered to her but the passionate display her teacher had shown her in his uninhibited sexual performance.

Her mouth opened wide, and their tongues flicked against each other. Then, he pulled away, and smiled at her, kissing the tip of her nose ever so gently.

"You're beautiful-" he whispered.

"So are you," she replied, "every part of you-we really know each other. That's what sex is all about-getting to know what a man is like-what a woman is like."

"Was your sex lesson fun?" the teacher chuckled.

"It was the most," she replied, "I really groove with you." Then, her eyes moistened, and she looked away.

"Why are you sad?"

"Oh, it's nothing-"

"No, tell me," he insisted.

"I'm sad because I know I can't have you always," she said running her hand down his back, and feeling of his firm, round buttocks.

"You wouldn't want me always, kitten," he said quietly. "You're fifteen, I'm thirty-two years old. It would never work out for us."

"Does age make that much difference to you?"

"Not to me," he insisted, "but to you. I'd be an old men ... a damned drag to a lively young chick like you. Oh, you'll find out someday this was infatuation-and you will fall in love with some handsome, virile young man your age who'll turn you on."

"Right now I just want you," she smiled. The teacher glanced at the clock on the night-stand. He gulped nervously. "You know what time it is-"

"I wish you'd find a clock without hands," she complained.

"I wish we had a clock like that right now," she laughed bemused.

He kissed each nipple affectionately, then brushed his face against the side of her face, and crushed his lips on hers, wrapping his arms around her tightly. She pressed back.

When he released her, she sighed, "You are the best looking man in the whole world-"

"Wow!" he laughed, "You are high-"

"On you," she said, her eyes piercing his with frightening sincerity, sending a shiver up and down his spine as his senses made him realize this infatuated little schoolgirl was dead serious.

He got up and hunted around for his shorts. Realizing he'd undressed in the living room he walked through the door and found them on a chair. He stepped into them, and then got into his pants and shirt. Now that his passion had subsided he realized that all his years of studying to obtain his credential hung in the balance.

It tortured his mind as he buttoned up his shirt, just contemplating the power this sexy, young girl had over him. She could make him jump when she wanted to. But, he reasoned she might not realize how much power she actually did possess over his future. But the realization of it made him shudder. When Melinda walked into the living room, he breasts which jutted out swayed slightly as she walked. He watched her closely, his penis becoming erect again.

"Was I a good fuck?" she asked.

"Do you have to put it that way?"

"Why be so damned hyprocritical?" she laughed, "Was I a good screw ... a good piece of ass?"

"You were the hottest pussy I ever stuck my tongue into," the teacher smiled. Melinda was moved with his touching tribute to her sexual prowess. She slid into her white leather mini-skirt and then put on her sweater. Sitting down in a chair, she put on her shoes. Then, she walked over to him and put her arms around him.

"Promise me one thing-"

"Yes-"

"We'll fuck again next week-"

"But, we can't go on like this-"

"Yes, we can," she smiled, "If you don't I can always blackmail you-"

"Blackmail," the teacher blurted, pulling away from her. "You talk about love and now you say you'll blackmail me-"

"Yes," she smiled, "Sometimes lovers have to go to great lengths to protect their love ... and I'm not going to lose you."

"Don't I have something to say about our-our love affair?"

"Yes," she smiled, "You can say-yes-yes-yes I'll fuck you forever when I look at you. I know how I can make you react to me. When I showed you my pussy in class today-you got all hot and bothered didn't you?"

With the impact of the predicament hitting him with sharp impact the teacher couldn't answer. He stood there in a dazed shock. Melinda was telling him how she'd handle everything. The thing he'd deliberately avoided all of his life these thirty-two years was changed in one day. The day an oversexed, fifteen-year-old girl put the meat-hooks into him. All she had to do was skip wearing her bra and panties, and spread her young legs for him. The sight of her inner thighs, and her velvety mound made his mouth water, and now she was putting the screws in his much-prized freedom.

"You can't do this to me," he yelled at her, bringing his fist down hard on the wooden coffee table. Melinda smiled. She enjoyed seeing him so upset, it sort of relieved her own inner mixed-up feelings to watch him squirm.

"I saw a movie on teevee the other night," Melinda said softly, "It was called 'Love Has Many Faces' and now I understand it all. Look in my face," she demanded.

Hoping he could un-nerve her with a stone-cold stare, the teacher looked at her.

"Whatever you've got on your mind, don't think you can bully me, young lady...."

"I wouldn't want to bully you, baby, I just want to suck on your penis, eat your cum ... and have you go down on my pussy-that'a all." Throwing her head back and laughing at her newfound sense of power, the teacher glared at her. He faced her happy, laughing face and turned away in a rage. Pacing the floor like a caged animal, he tried to thing of how he could bring her back to reality.

"What'sa' matter?" she asked coyly. "Nothing," he blared, "but I'm taking you home if

"Alright," she said quietly, "and you don't need to get so cross about it-"

"I'm not getting cross with you," he boomed. "You'll know it when I'm really angry-"

He opened the door and whispered, "Go out by yourself and wait down the street for me. I'll pick you up and drive you home."

"Alright, lover." She turned and walked down the hall. The teacher's heart pounded rapidly as he watched to see if anyone else was watching. Fortunately, no one was. Then, he slipped out the door a few moments later and headed for the basement garage. He got in his care, and backed it until he could swing around and head out. He drove quietly down the street until he spotted Melinda. Pulling over to the curb, she opened the door and hopped in beside him.

"You don't even know where I live and yet we've had sex together-isn't that an exciting fact?"

"If you say so," the teacher frowned.

"Well, take the Roosovelt Road Freeway till you come to Kings Highway turnoff, and I live on Juniper Lane Road just four blocks down Kings Highway. The teacher nodded and drove onto the freeway. As the car zipped along, he forgot all about his speed. Suddenly, the sound of a siren alerted him to his speed and he looked in his rear view mirror. Two red lights flashed off and on in concert, accompanying the noisy squeal of the siren.

"Why don't you try to lose them?" Melinda suggested angrily looking back.

"No," the teacher told her emphatically, "that's all I need to do-get tossed in jail and then I'd have some tall explaining to do as to why I'm taking you home at this hour. Just sit tight and say nothing and they'll think you're my daughter-"

Melinda obeyed. He pulled off the freeway and the policeman pulled up behind him. He got out and went back to the officer.

"I'm sorry-I guess I was going too fast for a few minutes...."

Taking out his ticket pad, the officer said, "Driver's License, please-and you were going over the speed limit from the minute you swung onto the freeway."

The teacher handed him his drivers license and the officer wrote the ticket up quickly. Handing it to him for his signature, a small smile of satisfaction glowed on Melinda's face. She stuck her head out the window, and the officer looked at her. The teacher signed speedily, and the officer gave him his ticket.

"Take it easy," he said, and went back to his car.

When the teacher got in his car, he told her flatly, "Why wouldn't you cool it and stay on your side ... we can't be seen together."

"I know," she smiled, as he gunned the engine and swung back onto the freeway.

"Well, then if you know-why did you do it?"

"So, I'd have a witness."

"Witness for what?"

"Witness to the fact you seduced me," she laughed.

"I don't like your sense of humor."

"But I like yours," Melinda laughed, reaching over and feeling of him. Once again, the urge seized her to suck on his penis. But the teacher pushed her away.

"Aw, just letme suck on it while you're driving. It's dark-nobody can see us."

"But you've been having sex with me all afternoon, isn't that enough-you some kind of oversexed nymphomaniac?"

"Don't call me names," she snapped.

"I'm sorry honey-but when you come on so strong it makes me wonder what's wrong. I mean, you are so hot ... all the time."

"Maybe if I'd had somebody to love me I wouldn't be like this," she said, slowly unzipping his pants.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I've been starved for love all my life."

"But, having sex with me can't make up for something you've missed all your life."

"Yes-yes, it does," she said softly, as she slipped her hand in his shorts and pulled out his penis. Her tongue whipped out and she started licking.

Nervously, he looked in his rear view mirror, and then glanced from side to side. It made him feel funny to have his young student sucking on him while he was driving her home. All he needed to do now was get a ticket while she was blowing him he thought.

Suddenly her mouth moved down over the head of his male member. Using her tongue like a pro, she smoothly licked the head of it. His body quivered, and she knew she was right-on with her sucking.

"I like that sensation," he said softly, "you're really very good at giving me blow-jobs.

This compliment was all she needed. She sucked until she built up a steady suction. He took his hand off the steering whell and run his fingers through hair. She loved his encouraging touch, letting her mouth slide up and down the length of his penis.

"Ohhh, baby, that's beautiful," he whispered, as she sucked up and down his saliva-slickened shaft. His balls tingled again, and the wild suck she gave him made him realize he as as hooked on Melinda as she was on him.

"Go real slow, honey," he guided her, "build gradual." Melinda listened to him, and followed his instructions. If there was one thing she wanted to do it was please him. For, in him, she was finding the security she lacked in her life at home. He served as both a father-substitute and a new-found lover. And his penis was a beautiful plaything, she could become intimate with.

"Now, you've got it. Drag your lower lip over the head of it, baby doll. That always feels fantastic!"

Melinda moved up the head of his penis, and gently released it, allowing her lower lip to drag over the glans. When she did this, the teacher turned-on.

"Oh, baby, that was beautiful-do it again!"

Melinda repeated the motion.

"Oh, baby, that's wild-once more."

Now, Melinda was becoming anxious to taste his sperm. She let her mouth slide off it once more, but the next time capped the head of it with her full mouth, building up a suction that told the teacher he had to get his rocks off and fast. The fabulous sensation flashing through his body, while she sucked on him were driving him off his gourd. Just then, he spotted the turn-off and swung into the next lane. It was such an abrupt move, Melinda's mouth was thrown off his penis momentarily.

But the moment, he was driving down the highway to her home on the side street, she went right on with her sucking as if nothing had happened. "Ohhh, baby, that feels good," the teacher commented. It felt just as good to the young girl who was devouring his penis, eagerly awaiting the moment of orgasm when she could get another load of his ball juice.

"Now-faster! Oh, yes-yes, that's it," the teacher gasped pulling up in front of her place just as he let his cock shoot its load into her hot mouth.

Eagerly, she gulped it down. "Ahhh, ohhhhh ... yes, yes," he panted as the pleasure built within his hot loins. When Melinda pulled off he was as starry-eyed as she was about the whole affair.

"How was I?"

"Oh, baby," he grinned down at her shining face, "You were beautiful-beautiful."

She licked it once more, like a plaything, and then got up on her side of the car.

"We can't be seen together," he said, fearfully looking over his shoulder.

"I know," she sighed, "Mom can have all the sex she wants-but I can't have any."

"We'll make it again ... real soon," he smiled at her, as she slid out of hr side of the car and leaned down to tell him, "I love you-"

"Goodnight, baby," he grinned.

Then, he watched Melinda walk into the house. It was with a terrifying sense of loneliness that he saw her disappear through the doorway.

After she was gone, he didn't want to move. He just sat there as if in a trance. It tortured him to think of all the hell she'd experienced in her young life. He couldn't see why she had to suffer like this, and all of a sudden he wished he could put an end to her nightmare existence by running away with her-anywhere.

Then, the thought of the consequences pulled him back to reality. He'd gone to night school and worked for years to obtain his teaching credential. Overcoming big obstacles, he'd managed to get his degree and become a teacher. True, it wasn't a big salary, but it was a chance to do something important.

Now, he took pause to think about where he was headed. Was it right to turn-on with an unfortunate, unloved fifteen year old and complicate her young life?

But, balancing this troubling thought came the realization that he'd managed to throw some happiness her way. Maybe it was warped and the kind of sex realationship everyone else would condemn. But, wasn't a sex involvement actually only understood totally by the two participants, and never outsiders.

Suddenly the thought of what society might do to him if they caught him flashed into his mind. It made him shiver and quake just to think of it. No doubt, they'd fire him first, try him later on a series of charges. The thought of losing his teaching post, being hurled before an angry jury and sentenced by a judge to jail made his throat dry.

Glancing over his shoulder and satisfying himself that nobody was watching, he gunned the engine and drove off. Swinging onto the freeway, he determined he'd watch his driving more closely. He couldn't afford any more tickets. But, as he drove the beautiful girl who enjoyed sucking on his penis so much haunted him. He could almost feel her mouth moving slowly up and down his mainstem. He could almost feel her hot mouth building up a suction that would end in orgasm.