Chapter 1
Sally Terry was becoming disgusted with her father. He didn't seem to understand why she wanted to be a teacher.
"Are you sure you want to be a teacher?" he asked her again.
She looked at him daggers, and then she said angrily, "Yes, damn it, I'm sure."
She paced the floor a moment and she thought about it. Why was it, everyone thought she would never make a teacher? Maybe, it was because she didn't have what it took, and she couldn't realize it. Perhaps, they were right, and maybe she was wrong. However, something within her, told her she could make a good teacher.
"Children nowadays are hard to handle," her father explained. "You're a beautiful girl, Sally, and I don't like the idea of you around all those horny young kids."
"High school kids aren't going to bother me," Sally smiled confidently. "I think I can handle them."
These words came rushing back to her mind, as she dealt with a problem student she had, whom she kept after class because of his disturbing class periods constantly.
"Fred," she said disgustedly, "can't you ever shape up?"
"I'm sorry, teach," the blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy smiled, flashing a toothy grin. He looked at her and licked his lips.
"What, are you doing that for?" she demanded.
"Cause you turn me on, teach."
"That's no way to talk to your teacher."
"You shouldn't be a teacher," he grinned. "You should be a body performer."
Now, Sally was becoming so angry she paced the floor.
"You can't talk to me like that," she spit-furiously. "You just can't."
"Well, I am," he smiled confidently.
Then Fred walked to the door and locked it.
"Don't lock that door."
Fred was rushing to the back door. Sally ran to the back door to try to get out. However, she was too late, and Fred's arms went around her, and he pressed his hard cock to her, as he gripped her tightly and kissed her.
"Oh, teach, you're too much," he said. "If I could just get my hands on those tits."
Quickly he slid his hands so he could grasp her breasts. As he played with her breasts, he became so excited he reached for his zipper and unzipped himself. Then, he pulled out his prick and begged her to let him fuck her.
"Fred, this is rape. You don't dare do it."
He paid no attention to what the teacher said, but held her tightly with his mouth once more crushing against her mouth. Then, he threw her mini-skirt up, and pulled her panties down, and stabbed her with his tool. As the hard cock drove into her, she suddenly felt pleasure. Instead of resisting him, she found herself giving in. She had had sex before, but never like this. It was wild and wonderful, and the idea that she was doing it with a young stud didn't repel her. Instead, she felt total excitement, and she could hardly wait for him to continue thumping it to her.
"Oh, teach," he panted, "what a beautiful body. Yes, teach, yes, you've really got it."
He was turning on with the teacher now, and thrusting it in and out fiercely. Somehow, his tempo excited her. The men she had had at college, had never been wild like this young boy. The hard cock drilled faster and faster, as he picked up the pace.
"Won't be long now, teach," he panted. "Just grab it for me."
As if hypnotized by the young hot-blooded student, the teacher gripped it tightly with her vagina muscles. Suddenly, the prick exploded.
"Oh, keep grabbing, teach. I'm cuming, I'm cuming!"
Indeed he was, and she loved it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, that's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I like. Keep it up, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, keep it up!"
Faster and faster the intercourse continued. The teacher was now nearing climax herself, and Fred could tell this. From the way that she was grinding her hips, he knew she wanted to make it, too. And, he wanted to give it to her, with all of his inches.
"You're enjoying that, aren't you?" he smiled confidently. Suddenly, she felt herself juicing.
"Oh, Fred, I'm cuming!" she whispered. Her lips fastened onto his. Now, Fred knew he had her made.
He kept driving into her, until she couldn't stand it any longer. Then he stopped.
"How did ya like it?" he said. "Am I as good, as those college studs you've been screwing with ? "
"Oh, Fred, pull it out of me. Stop!"
The young boy delighted in keeping her in this position. However, footsteps down the hall prompted him to quickly pull his pecker out of her. Then, she pulled up her panties, and pulled down her skirt. Fred flipped his penis back into his pants, zipping up rapidly. A knock was heard on the door, and panic seized the teacher.
"Open up!" a growling low voice said.
Suddenly, she opened. She was eager to erase any suspicion.
"You're supposed to leave these rooms open," an older man said. It was the janitor, and he was disgusted that he couldn't get in the classroom.
"I'm sorry," Sally smiled. "I was giving a student some homework, some after-school homework."
"I see," the janitor nodded. "But, dedication to duty shouldn't be so great that we can't clean the place up. I hope you don't mind."
She didn't mind at all. She didn't take long to gather up her things and get out of the classroom. Fred had gone some moments before. She walked out toward the parking lot alone. Then she saw a fellow teacher approaching her. It was Jeff, the history teacher.
"Good afternoon," he smiled at her.
"Good afternoon."
"Where do you go after school?" he grinned.
"Home," she said.
"I've got a better idea," he nodded.
"What?"
'"There's a nice little bar that I know not too far from here. And I find a little drink after a hard day's work makes life a lot easier."
"But, I don't drink," Sally objected.
"Well, it's about time you did," Jeff smiled pleasantly. "Sorry, count me out."
"Now, don't be difficult. You want to go. You know you do."
As Sally thought about all that she had been through with the student, she needed a drink and she knew it.
"Maybe, I should go."
She followed Jeff in her car to the small bar. She laughed as she saw the name of it. It was called The Orbit.
"Isn't that a fantastic name for a club?" Jeff grinned as they walked in.
"It certainly is."
She sat down inside of the bar and noticed how dark it was.
"Are all bars this dark?" she smiled.
"I think they are at this level."
"You mean they have a lot of different levels?"
"You'd better believe it," Jeff nodded. "Some bars are real imagine. Others are pretty crumby. This falls into the crumby category. But, I like it here."
"I can see why you do," she grinned, as she watched a girl flopping her breasts about, and turning to show off her body.
"I don't see why you dig a place like this. It gets you all stimulated, and then you don't have anything to go home to."
"But, you can find something at a place like this," he grinned. "You see that girl over there dressed in green, clothes fitting so tight that you can see the outline of the nipples?"
"Well, yes, how could you help but see that?"
"Well, I've balled with her," Jeff grinned. "She gives blow jobs in the parking lot."
"She looks like the green temptress to me," Sally said, shrugging. "She looks really cheap."
"Well, she isn't," he said. "Not for the garbage man who keeps her."
"A garbage man keeps her?" she asked, puzzled.
"Why, yes," Jeff laughed. "They say some big shot who owns a garbage company, finances her. And, when he's busy with work, she plays around."
"A real nympho."
"What'll you two have?" the bartender asked them.
"I'm taking scotch on the rocks," Jeff said. "What'll you have?"
"I don't know," she said.
"Try a Tom Collins," he suggested. "That's always good."
"Alright, a Tom Collins."
A moment or two later their drinks were served, and as she drank she loosened up. But, the problem of having sex with a student was haunting and tormenting her. By now, she figured Fred might be talking. That's all he would need to do to wreck everything, talk. That, would be it.
"You know, you're not with me," Jeff observed.
"You're a thousand miles away."
"Am I?" she said quietly.
"That's a fact," he said. "What's got you so uptight?"
"I don't know, I don't know."
"Yes, you know. But, you just don't care to tell me."
"That's true." She went on sipping, and he noticed her drink was gone.
"You're going to have another drink."
"Alright," she agreed.
A short time later the bartender brought her another Tom Collins, and he had another scotch on the rocks.
As they continued drinking, his eyes were diverted once more to the naked girl, flinging her breasts in front of a man's face.
"That's disgusting," she objected. "If he opened his mouth and thrust his tongue out, he could lick those tits."
"I guess you're right," Jeff observed. "That's just what he's doing."
"Hey, there. Hey, there. Stop that! You want to have them take my license away?" the bartender said, as he noticed the man slipping her a bill.
"Sorry, boss," the girl said. "I guess I got carried away."
"Well, they're gonna carry you away, and me with you, if you try that again," he said. "What kind of a show do you think we're running here?"
"A fuck show," the drunken man slurred. "That's not a nice thing to say." Jeff looked hotly at the good-looking teacher. "Sally, you want to screw me?" he asked bluntly.
"Well, you like to beat about the bush, don't you?"
"No, frankly, I don't."
"Not interested."
"Yes, you are," he said. "You are or you wouldn't have come here. I see no reason to make up games and play things on people. If you want to screw me, you want to screw me. If you don't want to, you don't want to. It's as simple as that."
Now, she was interested, and she thought she would find out what it would be like with him.
"HowTIid you think you could pick on me?"
"You know, I've got good vibes for that sort of thing. Oh, I don't score every time. But, I score enough times, to make it worth my while to keep trying."
"You're a good looking man, you Know that?"
"Yes, I do. That's why I've never gotten married. I find I can get just about what I want this way."
"Oh, you've got it made, haven't you?" she smiled smugly.
"You're trying to deride me, and I don't dig it." Roughly he shrugged and started to get up. "I'm sorry," Sally said quickly. "Don't go. I want one more drink."
"If you say so."
The bartender was watching the entire proceedings, and quickly raced in when he thought it was time for the kill.
"What'll it be?" he smiled jovially.
"Same."
After the third round they were ready to leave.
"You want to ball me, don't you? But, did it take you three drinks to bring you to the point where you could admit it?"
"I guess it did."
"Just so you want it now."
"Yes, Jeff, I want it now."
She looked at him and found him amazingly handsome. The liquor had dulled her senses, and her inhibitions were gone.
"Sally, you're a beautiful girl."
"You just say that to all the girls you want to ball."
"No, I don't, Sally. I keep that reserved for the specials. And, I consider you something very special."
"Why, thank you, Jeff. Of course, I don't believe a word of it. But, I love to hear you say it."
"Well, I've said it enough times so it should sound like a professional."
"It does," she smiled. "But, I still love it. Where do we want to go now ? Your place or mine ? "
"Your place," he smiled. "Why not?"
"Alright, if you want to go there. However, maybe I should change my mind before we get there. If I feel differently when I get there, I'll let you know."
"Look, dammit, Sally," Jeff said angrily, "don't you play games with me. You say you're gonna ball me. You better ball me."
She got the point, and knew she'd better not cross him.
As she went out of the bar, she gave a backward glance to look at the girl performing.
"Why don't you come back later and get her to do it?" Sally smiled smugly again.
"Knock it off, bitch," Jeff complained. "I've had her already."
"It figures," Sally shrugged.
She got into her cream-colored Mustang, and Jeff got into his Chev Caprice and followed.
She drove slowly as she knew she was still a little loaded. She didn't want to make it obvious that she was drunk. By going slowly she avoided detection. When she finally pulled up at her apartment house, she congratulated herself silently. She knew it was a miracle she ever made it. Getting out of the car on wobbly legs, she walked toward the apartment. It didn't take long for Jeff to park his car and follow.
"You alright?" he asked her. "You're sure walking funny."
"I told you, Jeff," she replied quietly, "I'm not used to drinking. I'm really not."
"Well, the liquor will loosen you up," he smiled radiantly.
She didn't like his getting such a charge out of being able to hold his liquor, better than she could.
They went into her apartment and Jeff immediately began undressing.
"You can't wait, can you, honey?" she said.
"Not when I'm as horny as I am tonight," he assured her.
She stood there and wondered if she wanted to go through with it.
"What are you standing there for?" he demanded.
"Oh, nothing," she said.
Now, he walked over toward her and began undressing her himself.
"Take those clothes off," he insisted, as he stood there naked except for his shorts.
She glanced down and saw his huge cock bulging at his shorts.
"How big is that thing?" she asked him.
"Nine inches," he smiled. "Now, baby, tell me about your tits. What size are they?"
"Do you want to guess?"
"They look like thirty-eights."
"You're too generous," she smiled. "Thirty-sevens."
"That's good enough for me," he grinned. As he unfastened her bra and let her breasts fall out, he licked his lips. "You like titties, don't you?"
"I like a naked woman," he smiled. "I like her bare naked. Completely nude."
She decided that she could slip out of her panties and display herself for him just as well as him doing all the work. As she slid out of her panties, and her vagina came into view, he dropped to his knees. He pulled her to him tightly and then, as he knelt, he began licking. His mesmerized eyes traveled up to where he saw her great breasts jutting out, almost obscuring her face. But, down there where he was, he began licking at the slit. Slowly he watched her hips begin to gyrate as she spread her legs. Then her hands went down and she began caressing her pubic hair. She decided to let a forefinger slide in and lubricate it up and down. As she let it glide the length of her cunt, she slowly began to spread her legs.
Now, his hot tongue lashed around. His fingers went there and he pried apart the pussy-lips. The pink moist flesh excited him. With small tongue-jabs he began licking all around there.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "is that ever fantastic!"
Now, he was really excited.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "what a pussy you've got."
Reaching around, his hands gripped her buttocks and his tongue flipped inside. Now, he licked' all around as she gyrated her hips.
"Oh, that's fantastic," she panted. "That's beautiful. Keep licking."
She loved the feel of his hot tongue lashing around. Grasping his head, she guided him.
He explored her moist cave, and he loved the smell of it. He loved to grip her ass-cheeks and play with them as he went to town.
"Eat me," she begged him, eagerly. "Eat me, lover, eat me."
The emotions that were going through her now were almost too much to bear.
"Ohh, I can't stand it. I can't stand it."
The pleasure was becoming almost too much.
"Ohh, baby, eat it, baby, eat it!" she panted. Moment by moment the thrills were growing greater, and she could hardly stand it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up. Keep it up, baby. More, baby, more!"
Now, he knew that she would be cuming soon. He could taste her starting to moisten.
Lapping, licking, lashing away, his tongue brought her there. In a scorching climax, she juiced in his face.
"Lick it, suck it, baby. Eat it, eat it!" she cried. He enjoyed every tongue-lash and devoured her juices greedily. When he pulled his tongue out of her, he gently kissed her pussy-lips. She looked at him as the emotions flashed through her body, the sexual ecstasy bringing her to the brink again.
Then, he stood up, and she felt the huge staff pressing against her.
"Baby," he smiled, "Let's go over to the bed and I'll teach you a few things about fucking."
She went over to the bed with him, and pulling back the bedspread and the sheets, she climbed into the bed. He got on the bed, too.
"You know, I like a tongue-bath," he smiled at her.
"A tongue-bath?" she asked him curiously.
"Yes, baby, I like to be licked all over. I like to have everything on my body sucked and licked."
"Alright," she agreed, "if that's what you want, I'll do it."
He was going to get everything sucked, and he decided she could begin on his toes.
The pleasure was increasing every moment. She enjoyed it immensely herself.
"Go fight down the line," he smiled. "Lick every toe. Don't forget the little one."
She sucked on each toe, finishing with the little one, which he especially enjoyed. Finishing one foot, she reached for the other foot and began sucking. As she sucked on the other foot, she enjoyed it immensely, too.
Now, she was really happy.
"Oh, baby," she said, "that's beautiful. Oh, yes, that's beautiful."
Keeping this up on both feet, she obtained great gratification. Then he told her to travel up his body.
"Lick along my calves, baby, and feel my inner thigh with your hand while you're doing it."
She licked his calves, and then reached up to stroke his inner thigh. Then, she got a load of the huge dick that was standing on end. Sure enough, it did look like a nine-inch pecker.
"Oh, baby," he smiled. "That's beautiful. Keep that up, baby. Yes, just like that."
Her hand moved back and forth, back and forth, and with the tips of her fingers she felt his testicles. He was really becoming excited now.
She kept this up, until his body was vibrating with passion and pleasure. Then, she moved over to the other calf and began licking it. Finally, when she had finished on both calves, he smiled at her and insisted, "Now, baby, lick my inner thighs."
She was working her way up to his genitals, she knew, and she wondered what he would ask her to lick on next.
As she licked one thigh, she stroked the other.
"Baby," he said, "you're a real artist at this."
The action continued, and finally when she finished with both thighs, she was right at his ass-cheeks.
"Next, honey, I want you to lick my ass for me."
She wanted to refuse. This she didn't care to do. However, this was precisely what he was demanding and insisting upon. Her hands gripped his ass-cheeks, and then she let her tongue slide all around there.
"Lick it, baby," he begged her. "Go ahead. Lick my ass-hole."
Closing her eyes, as she held his ass-cheeks in her hands, she managed to let her tongue lick around the quivering anus. This excited him enormously. He began wiggling and gasping. "Oh, baby, suck ass. Suck ass. That's what I want, Ohh, ahh, yes, honey, yes. Suck the ass."
Finally, she let the tongue slide up there, and in sharp thrusting movements, kept the ass-sucking going.
"Oh, honey," he grunted, "suck my ass out for me. Doesn't it taste good? It's fun, isn't it?"
To her amazement, he had made such a fuss about it, it did seem like fun. She knew it was dirty, she knew it was disgusting, but nevertheless she was going ahead and doing it.
"Ohh," he gasped. "Keep that up, baby, keep it up, baby. Lick my ass-hole. Lick it baby, lick it. That's what I love. Suck ass, suck ass, baby. Oh, keep it going, faster, baby, faster. More, baby, more!"
The passionate pleasure had built to a peak, and she could hardly stand it now. She was discovering that it indeed was fun to debase herself for this man, to give him everything he wanted. She was a willing sex slave, and she was not going to complain now.
"Ohh, baby, keep it up, keep it up, baby, keep it up!"
She kept it up as her tongue slid all around there.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's the way I like it. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, suck ass, suck ass, lick it, stiffen your tongue and stab it up there."
She took a tip from him and she stiffened her tongue and then she stabbed it mechanically up his ass-hole. She got it to reach as far up as she could, and her face was pressed right next to his buttocks. This, he loved. Total debasement. He had gotten her to do what he wanted, and he loved her for it.
"Oh, baby," he panted, as his ass wiggled around, "that's beautiful! Keep sucking my ass-hole, honey. I love this. I love you."
She liked those last words, even though she knew they were used without real feeling. It still sounded good to hear them.
"Suck ass," he panted. "Suck it, baby, suck it. That's it. Oh, yes, that's it. Farther, baby, stick it up there farther."
She kept her tongue jabbing in a piston precision movement, and kept going in there farther, farther.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. Oh, I love that."
Now, she used her hands to massage his ass-cheeks as she licked his ass-hole for him.
"Oh, baby, lick ass, lick that ass out. That's what I like, baby. Yes, lick my ass-hole. Keep licking, baby, keep licking!"
As she licked she noticed he was pulling on his prick. This excited her, as she watched the balls jiggling. Then, a sudden urge seized her to passionately pull on his pecker. Reaching up, she gripped his mainstem, and he released it to her hand grab. Then, she continued pulling.
"Ohh, that's beautiful," he panted. "Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I like. Oh, yes, keep playing with it."
Faster and faster the movements continued. She enjoyed every moment of it.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, lover. That's what I like. Keep it up."
The pleasure was too much and he was flipping out.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up. Keep it up, keep playing with me."
The passionate pleasure was too much.
"Ohhh, baby, I love it. I love it, baby, I love it."
She could not understand why he enjoyed this so much. She was pulling on his cock and rimming his ass-hole at the same time. In piston precision movements, her hand pulled at the same tempo that her tongue jabbed his tight anus. He loved the fact that she could do both of these skillfully, blending both areas of excitement into one startling pleasure.
"Pull my meat," he begged her. "Pull it, baby, but don't pull it off. I want it to shoot off in your mouth. I want to feed you sperm. Doesn't that sound good to you, baby? Sure it does, honey, you'd like to have some juice, wouldn't you?"
Suddenly, as if hypnotized by his words, she began desiring his cock juice. She had never sucked anyone off, and the whole idea repelled her previously. She had said what a disgusting thing it was for women or men to do such things, yet now she wanted it. And, she wanted it bad. She pulled on his pecker meat faster and faster, grasping it tightly.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, eagerly, "that's beautiful! Keep it up, honey. Keep it up, baby."
Then when the cock began spurting juice, she knew it was time to lick it. She started to pull her tongue out of his ass-hole, and deciding to lick his dick, he begged her first to suck on his balls.
"Suck my balls, baby," he smiled down at her. "That's it, baby, lick those juicy balls."
She licked each testicle slowly, and this excited him immensely.
"You've got technique," he informed her. "You know just how to do it. Slow and steady, like that. Oh, yes, baby, that's beautiful."
The pleasure now was building. Building to a passionate point.
"Ohh, baby, keep that up, baby. That's what I dig. Oh, yes, honey, lick it."
She became so eager to become closer to him that she opened her mouth and took each testicle in and sucked on it. He loved this, and then opening her mouth still wider, she took both balls in, and licked them gently. He loved this playful attitude of hers, and then licked the underside of the prick. Slowly she brought her mouth over the crown of the cock. Gently, she let her tongue slide along the slit. She got just a taste of his sperm. It tasted sweet and good to her.
"Oh, baby, wrap your mouth around my dick and suck it off."
His hands were down over her head now, and he was pushing her over his meat.
"Suck it, baby," he told her. "Suck it, baby. That's what I dig. Oh, yes, baby, eat my prick! Suck, baby, suck. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, suck it for me. Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep that up, keep it up, baby, that's what I dig. Lick it. Lick it, baby. Ohhh, yes, yes, baby, suck, suck, suck!"
Vigorously her mouth traveled up and down his rod. As she came down to the base of it, she played with the testicles, manipulating them playfully. She used her hand to part his ass-cheeks and slip a finger up there slowly. He loved it as her finger glided up the ass-hole, and her mouth traveled the length of the prick.
"Oh, suck it," he begged her. "Suck that prick! Keep sucking, baby, keep sucking. That's beautiful, that's what I want, baby. Suck it, suck that dick! Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, suck it, suck it, baby, suck it!"
The pleasure now had climaxed and he was ready to shoot his wad. Reaching down to hold her pinned to his pecker, he held her there while he unloaded.
"Suck that prick! Suck the juice out of it, baby. Keep sucking, keep sucking!"
She got a good load of sperm, and she delighted in the taste of it.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby. That's what I like. Ohhh, yes, baby, yes!"
She loved the taste of the hot fluid that was flashing down her throat. She pulled back, so she could let it roam around in her mouth some more.
"Eat my prick, eat it, baby, that's it. Go after the juice!"
That was precisely what she was doing. Licking every drop of the juice out of his prick.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. That's what I like! Beautiful, keep it going, baby, keep it going!"
She was surprised how much juice there was in that prick, once it got shooting. She slowly slid her mouth off it, enjoying every lick.
"Oh, baby, that was beautiful," she smiled, as she pulled away. He was delighted that she could give him so much fun.
"Ohh, baby, what a beautiful time we had." Then she curled up beside him, and he wrapped his arms and legs around her.
"This is what I've been looking for," he smiled. "A dame who could take care of me. And, from the way you gave me that sucking all over, you can sure take care of me."
"Oh, Jeff," she sighed, "it's so much fun. I don't blame you for enjoying using what you've got. You've got some tremendous equipment there."
"You like my peter?" he chuckled. "I'm glad. So do I."
Now, his lips were on her again, and he was letting his tongue lick all around her lips as she slowly opened her mouth. When her mouth was open, the tongue slid in. The tongue wiggled back and forth.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby."
Jeff was reaching down to grip her ass-cheeks with his hands, as he pulled her tighter to him.
"Honey," he smiled, "you've got a real cute ass on you."
His lips once more kissed her, and his hands continued feeling her behind. He was stroking her ass-cheeks, then kneading and massaging them. She loved the way he played about them.