Chapter 4
Finally,, he became so turned on that he got on the bed and straddled her.
"Go get some grease," she begged him.
"Why should I?" he smiled. "I can drive it up there.".
"You'll hurt me," she insisted. "Go get the grease."
Now, he wouldn't listen. He was determined to do what he wanted to do. He gripped her ass-cheeks, and with a sudden hard jab, drove his tool up there.
"Ohhh, ahhh, that's fantastic. Fuck me, fuck me!"
It didn't take long for his tool to' slip between the ass-cheeks, but Fred was surprised when he could hardly drive it up the teacher's ass-hole. "Why can't I get it up there?" he asked aloud. "Because, damn it, you need some grease." He tried again, and it wouldn't move. "Alright," he agreed. "Where's the grease."
"It's in the bedroom." . "Where?"
"Over there!" she said, pointing over to the top of the dresser.
Then, he went over and picked up a small container of jelly. He brought it back to the bed, and squeezing some of the contents in his hand, began rubbing it around the head of his cock.
"Use some of it on my ass-hole, too," she told him. "It'll go up there then. You'll kill me if you don't use anything."
"Not a bad idea," he chuckled. "If I'm such a sexed, warped sadist as you say I am, I would get a big kick out of killing you, wouldn't I ? "
She didn't answer now, but instead she tried to assist him to make it easier for herself as well as him. Arching her buttocks up, she now was bending over.
"How nice," he smiled, as he saw her ass-cheeks prepared.
"Fuck me, Fred, and get it over with."
Now, he gripped her ass-cheeks and slowly slid his huge tool between them. Suddenly, it jabbed up there, and she got it up her ass-hole good.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," he gasped. "Fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
In hard driving thrusts, the pecker went up there. The enjoyment built every moment.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Ahh, keep it up, keep it up, baby, keep it up. Ohhh, ahhh!"
The pleasure was building every second now, and suddenly the hot tool slid up there still farther. She twisted her tail for him, and as she twisted her ass, he derived more pleasure from it.
"Honey," she told him, "I'm enjoying it now. Keep fucking just like that."
The fucking went on, and the pleasure was increasing. s "Oh, fuck me, fuck me. I love it!" When Fred realized that she was deriving pleasure from it, too, he was propelled to bend over and let his chest brush against her back as his hands reached out to grip her breasts. The anus muscles tightened on his sliding shaft, and she kept her ass in motion.
"Fuck it," she panted. "Fuck me! Oh, Fred, what a fucker you are."
The teacher and the student were going to town. No doubt about it, he had her turned on. "Ohh, ahh, I want it all. Shove it up there!" Fred's hot young shaft slid up there, and she was deriving a variety of sensations now. With his hands on her breasts, and his fingertips playing with her nipples, she was becoming more and more excited every second.
"Play with me," she begged him. "Play with me, lover. Play with me!"
The two of them were having a ball. Every moment was more pleasurable.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, lover, yes!"
The raw, hot delight that they were experiencing now was driving them both up the wall.
"Oh, baby, keep pumping that tool up there!"
The pleasure was not subsiding. It was increasing every moment.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Finally the cock exploded in her ass-hole. When it did, his fingertips pinched her breasts. She loved it, and she let out a howl.
"Ohhh, Fred, you've done me. That's beautiful. Keep it up!"
The pleasure that she experienced now was a true delight. She loved it, every second of it.
"Oh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"
The sudden sharp delight of what she was experiencing was almost too much.
"Oh, baby, I loved your shaft sliding up there."
Slowly Fred pulled his pecker out of her twisting ass-hole. He slapped her ass-cheeks playfully and told her, "You're quite an ass-fuck, aren't you, teach?"
"I guess I know where it's at."
She lay down, and he lay beside her. He got to talking and he told her, "You'll like my buddy Dale."
"I don't know as I will or not."
"Oh, he's quite a lady's man," he chuckled. "He knows how to eat pussy like nobody."
"Is he well hung?" the teacher asked with a wry smile on her face.
"Of course he's well hung," he replied. "I wouldn't send him over here if he wasn't."
She had made up her mind that she was going to give in. The reason being obvious. She had no alternative.
"Fred, baby, I don't want to force you out of here, but it is late and your folks will be wondering where you are."
"You're right." Fred nodded and reluctantly got off the bed. He slowly dressed and all the time his eyes were still focused on the teacher's naked body. When he left, he came over and kissed her lips first, kissed each breast, and finished by kissing her slit.
"Goodnight, baby."
She looked at him and tapped him playfully on the shoulder.
"We had a good time, didn't we, love? Just make sure of one thing, don't tell anybody else. Dale is all right. I don't know who he is, but if you say he's a good kid, I'll go along with you. Along with you as far as he's concerned. But, nobody else, please."
When he walked home, he worried about what his folks would say. He knew he had been out too long and they would make a big fuss. He wasn't wrong, for when he walked in the door, his father was awake.
"Where have you been, son?" he demanded.
"Oh, around."
"Around where?" his father demanded. His father walked over to him and looked him in the eye. "Don't bug me, dad."
"I will as long as you live in this house, son."
"Maybe I'd better move out."
"That's not necessary," his father smiled. "But, son, please confide in me."
For a moment he thought he might tell him just one thing, that he had had a good time with a woman. Then, he thought better of it. If he did, there was no doubt about it, his father would undoubtedly make a big fuss. So, he decided it was better not to say anything."
"Son," he said, "you're getting at that age where I know you want to have sex. But, please be careful."
"I'm always careful," he said.
"Are you?"
"Sure, dad, just like you've been careful."
"What are you talking about?"
"Aw, dad, knock it off," he said. "You remember that little stripper that you went around with a few years back?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Look, dad," he said, "you nearly drove mother out of her mind. She told me all about it. You confessed, and said you wouldn't do it any more. She nearly split the scene with you, dad. It was that serious. So, don't feed me that crap you forgot."
"Alright, son," he said, "go to bed."
Fred did go to bed, and he was proud of himself. He had fucked the teacher and let his dad know he wouldn't be fucked by him. As he took off his clothes and went to bed, he couldn't help but wish that he could have stayed all night with the teacher. How much fun it would be to wake up in the middle of the night, and ball her.
He finally slid naked between the sheets, and went to bed. But, sleep wouldn't come. All the time he was sleeping, visions of the teacher's vagina, and her breasts, were flashing through his mind. He was getting his cock hard all the time. As he thought about shoving his tool up her ass-hole, he became so stimulated he gripped his penis. Then he began pumping on it. He pumped on his penis hard, and brought himself to a scorching climax. As the sperm juice fell down his hand, he heard footsteps. This bugged him. Then the door opened.
"Who's there?" he demanded.
"It's only me, your mother."
His mother stepped across the room.
"Mother, what are you doing here?" he demanded.
"Oh, son," she sobbed, "I heard you talking to dad tonight. And, you broke your word. You told him what I told you in strictest confidence, son."
Fred felt ashamed of himself. He knew that he had broken his confidence with his mom.
"Oh, son," she said, "you father and I know that you're playing around with some woman. And, I'm so worried."
She looked down and saw spots on the sheets.
"What are you doing there?"
"Masturbating, mom."
Disgusted at this invasion of privacy, the young boy threw the sheet off him. Sure enough, the white cum was all over his body and on the bedclothes.
"Why, son, you're playing with yourself."
"That's right, mom. Do you want to play with it?"
"Why, you're demented, just like your father. I'm getting out of here. It's dangerous."
As she barged out of the room, she met her husband in the hallway.
"What are you doing in there at this hour?" he demanded of her.
"I came to talk to Fred."
"She came to bawl me out for masturbating," Fred called out, so they both could hear it.
That did it. They turned around and walked back to the bedroom, and he didn't hear any more from them. It really bugged the hell out of him to think that he couldn't have any privacy at home, and he wished that he could get out of there when he was seventeen. He would be seventeen in just a few months, and then he thought he should strike out for himself. So what if he didn't finish that last year of school? Too many educated people were looking for work, he thought.
At last he fell asleep, and meantime, there was another person who he had been very close to, who couldn't get to sleep. The teacher.
She tossed and turned, and she could not find sleep. As dawn streaked against the skyline of the city, she finally got to sleep. Then, after only a half an hour of sleep, the alarm rang. She got up, and sort of staggered to the kitchen, and prepared some coffee.
A couple of cups of black coffee got her on her way. She was trembling inside and nervous.
Once she got to school, things were buzzing as usual. There was talk about the new movie that would be shown, and about the tests that had to be given in another week. The preparation of the test was a pain to her. She hated to think about it.
"How are you today?" Fred asked her as he saw her coming toward her classroom in the morning.
"Oh, just fine, Fred."
"How about Saturday night for me and Dale."
"I wish you'd forget it."
"Oh, now, don't be difficult." He smiled and sailed down the hall, and left her nervous and anxious. She stepped into the classroom, and the moment she did, Jeff followed.
"I want a word with you alone."
"There isn't any such thing here at this school," she said.
Over in a corner, he spoke quietly.
"You know what the talk is around here, don't you?" he began.
"I have no idea. There's so much gossip in this gossip-mill."
"Well, word travels fast. And the word is that you're making out with a student. And, I know which one."
"It's absolutely a lie," the teacher said quickly. "And I certainly hope you don't believe it, Jeff."
"Alright, let's get together on Saturday night."
"I can't."
"Why not? Are you making out with some students?"
"Of course not," she said. "I have a date, and I've had one for a long time."
"I don't believe you."
"You don't have to, Jeff."
Just then the bell rang, and all the students were in the classroom.
"You'd better get to your class, Jeff," she reminded him. "You're going to be late."
"Alright, I'll go. But, I want you to know I don't believe you for one damn minute."
"You don't have to."
The flag pledge was taken moments later, and then the class day began.
"Students, I want some of you to read what you wrote yesterday. I'm curious to know what you have written as your English themes."
A young girl in the front raised her hand.
"Yes, Stella?" the teacher said.
"I want to read my write-up."
"Alright, read it to us."
Stella went to the front of the room, and the teacher was called out by the girls' vice principal. As she stood in the hall, she couldn't hear what Stella was reading. Stella got up and read.
"I want to give the biography of my life. My first great adventure began when I was a little girl of five. Then I wanted to seduce my youngest brother. And did.
"Suddenly, I found that sex was indeed a marvelous thing. That was when I was about eleven. Daddy was in need of some booze, and he told me to go buy it with some money he said was in his drawer in the dresser. I checked the drawer out and there wasn't a nickel there. So I had to think of something quick that I could do to earn some money. Insomuch as I was a well-developed eleven year old, I thought I could have some sex. I decided I would ask the man next door to us if he would like to ball me. When I told him, he laughed in my face. I felt so hurt and crushed, I'll never forget it. I finally had to steal some money to buy daddy's booze, because I couldn't sell my pussy. It was awful.
"Then I began realizing at fourteen where it was at. And, when we went to the drive-in movies, I began experiencing plenty about sex. Half the time I was going down, or my date was going down on me. If we'd had a big bed, it would have been so much easier. Cramped up positions in cars are so difficult to enjoy sex."
Just then the teacher walked back in the room.
"Stella," she said, "I got just the last of what you were saying. That's not the type of thing I want you to be writing on in class. While your tragic sexual life certainly deserves a hearing, this isn't the right place. Perhaps a courtroom would be better."
Stella, quite a bit hurt, walked back to her seat and sat down.
Now, she was ready to continue.
"Alright, class," the teacher said, "sex is something beautiful. Sex, is not something to be talked about cheaply or lightly. Sex, is something inspiring, and wonderful. None of us would be here if it weren't for sex, always remember that."
The bell rang, and then the principal strode in.
"Why, what a beautiful day I'm having," she said nervously. "First it was the girls' vice principal, and now it's you. Uh, can I help you?"
"You could, if you would quit talking about sex," he said. "I had my shock when I came in this room, the back door, and heard you telling the students about sex."
"But, I never knocked it," she said abruptly.
"It isn't that," he explained. "It's just that we never discuss sex."
She nodded and went back to the front of the classroom. The students were pouring into the classroom, and she hoped it could continue without another hitch.
"Is that all?" she asked the principal.
"That's all for now," he nodded. "I'm just making a morning check-up."
"Well, thank you," she smiled. "It was so nice of you to drop in."
The day seemed to whiz by, and she was so glad when it was over. However, Jeff walked in after the last class of the day and she was ready to go home.
"How are you, teach?" he smiled. "Just fine, thank you. I've got a lot of things to do."
"Like me?" he laughed. "How about giving me some action ? "
"Jeff, I'm not interested."
"Oh, baby," he said, "I've been so hot to fuck you. It's been awful."
"You're awful."
She stormed away from him and he followed her out to the parking lot.
"Would you leave me alone?" she demanded.
"No," he laughed. "I want to ball you."
"You can find someone else."
"Of course, I can," he laughed, "but it's you I want."
Now, he had made himself perfectly clear. But she was unimpressed. She knew what she wanted, and she was disgusted. She wanted to be left alone.
She got out of the school that night, and everything went okay until Saturday night. Then he called.
"Hello, Fred," she began. "I hope you're not thinking of sex tonight."
"Well, it's not just me. It's my buddy, Dale. He's thinking of sex, too."
"Well, forget it."
"How can we?" he demanded. "We're only a block from you."
"That's your problem," she said quickly. "Don't bug me."
Now, he was getting disgusted.
"Look, you molester," he said, "I'm willing to keep my mouth shut. But, I'm not willing to put up with this crap. Now, you just get your ass ready cause we're gonna come over and fuck you. And, I mean, really fuck you."
She was so disgusted she hung up. But, she had second thoughts about it. As she paced the floor moments later, she quit looking at the television movie that she had been looking at, and got a drink. She realized she didn't dare get him too angry. There was too much at stake. Not only her job, but court, possibly.
Finally, she realized the smart thing to do was play along with him, no matter how she felt. It was a good thing she had made this decision, for a few minutes later the doorbell rang. She answered it quickly.
"Well, good evening," she smiled, just as if she had been waiting for them.
"Hi, teach," Dale nodded.
Dale was a blonde kid, with striking blue eyes that seemed to penetrate her.
"Come right in, both of you."
They both came in, and then Dale suggested immediately, "Let's take our clothes off."
"You don't waste any time, do you, Dale?"
"Well, why should I?" he asked. "When you're hot, you're hot."
Quickly, both boys stripped, and she did, too. Then they were all stark naked. Dale looked at her and went over and reached out to grip her breasts in his hands.
"Just like he told me," he nodded. "Real nice sucking titties."
"I'm glad you approve."
Now, she felt something at her slit. Looking down, she saw Fred was kneeling, and his tongue was sliding along her pussy. Next, Dale began licking on her breasts. To her great surprise, the double sensations of one boy at her breasts and another at her twat was indeed intriguing and exciting.
"Oh, Dale," she sighed, "that feels so good when you lick them for me."
Dale moved his mouth from one breast to the other. The teacher, with a tongue stabbing up her vagina, had become so turned on, she was vibrating.
"What's wrong?" Dale asked innocently, as he pulled his mouth off her nipple.
"Oh, nothing," she said, "it's just so exciting. I can hardly stand it."
Now, Fred took his mouth off her cunt and suggested, "Why don't we get on the bed, teacher?"
Both of them got off her body and then the trio walked into the bedroom. As she lay on the bed she thought about many things. Soon each one had his mouth on a breast and was sucking. Her hands reached out and went through their hair.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said, "to have both of you sucking."
Then they reached down and fingered her.
Soon Dale wanted to get down there and look at it close up. He went down there, and he pried the lips apart and looked at the pink quivering flesh.
"Oh, does your cunt ever look tasty."
He let his tongue stretch out, and then he started licking. As her cunt quivered to his tongue jabs, he began licking it across her clitoris. Now, it became more and more exciting.
"Oh, Dale," she gasped delightedly. "That's beautiful. Faster, honey, faster."
Dale licked lavishly, enjoying doing it.
"Oh, suck it, suck it for me. Yes, baby, eat my pussy, eat my snatch!"
Dale gripped her buttocks, and his fingernails gripped into her ass-cheeks as his face buried itself in her cunt.
"Suck cunt," she cried excitedly, "suck cunt!"
Her legs entwined around his head, as she. pushed her pelvis upward. Now, his tongue licked around her, probing inside of her velvety vagina walls. He loved the smell of her, he loved the taste of her, and he made loud sucking sounds as he continued lashing away.
"Suck it, ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, ohhh!"
Suddenly she gushed, and his tongue lapped up her juices. Now, the other boy, Fred, was disturbed. He thought maybe he had made a wrong decision by bringing Dale over to share the teacher's pussy.
"When do I come in?" he asked.
"In just a minute," she said. "Then let's have a three-way. You can shove it up my cunt, he can shove it up my ass-hole, and we'll have us a great fuck."
Dale continued lapping and licking at her cunt for so long that it disturbed Fred. He wondered if he would ever get a chance to lick her cunt.
Finally he did. Then he went to town. Lashing it quickly, he pulled it out finally, and then suggested, "Get me some grease so I can do your ass-hole. You said you wanted me to screw your ass-hole, didn't you?"
"Oh, yes, Dale," she smiled. "I would just love that."
Fred showed him where she kept the tube of lubricant for the penis. Handing it to him, he advised him, "Use a little on her ass-hole, too. It'll help."
Dale listened, and he greased his pecker well. Then he slid a greasy finger up her ass-hole, preparing her for the action.
She lay on her side, and looked at Fred admiringly. His long hard prick appealed to her. She could hardly wait to feel it sliding up her.
"This will be twice as much fun," she giggled. "One from the front, one from behind."
Now, she was ready to take it, front and behind.
First Dale slid his tool up her ass-hole. He drove it up there slowly, and then with hard jabs, he went to town.
"Ohh, does that ever feel good," he told her. "That's fantastic. Fuck it, baby, fuck it, keep grabbing my prick."
She loved the way he went to town. He got so excited he forgot all about his buddy.
"Hey, I'm here, too," Fred told him. "I want to fuck her cunt."
He slowed down his fucking tempo to allow his buddy an opportunity to slip his prick into her pussy.
Lying on her side, she was able to accommodate them both easily. Quickly Fred slid his tool between her legs, and got it up her cunt. Then with both peckers sliding into her, she made a suggestion.
"Hey, lover," she suggested, "how would it be if you drove it up there slowly?"
"Why slow?" Fred asked.
"Because, if you keep riding me that fast, you're going to explode in a minute. And, I want it to last. I want to enjoy it sliding up there so I can massage it with my cunt muscles."
"Well, I don't want to stop you doing that."
Fred thrust away smoothly, and she enjoyed it. With hard, sudden thrusts he drove into her.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up. Ahhh!"
She wrapped her arms around Fred, and then let her hands sweep down to grip his ass-cheeks. He loved the feel of her hands feeling his buttocks as he fucked her.
"You've got nice hands, teach," he told her frankly. "I dig them."
"Well, I'm glad," she assured him. "And, I am enjoying it, too."
The action continued, and the pleasure did, too.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, baby, keep it up. That's what I like. Oh, yes, baby. Fuck it, fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Now, the pleasure was immense. However, there was some pain with the way that Dale thrust his tool up her anus.
"Take it easy, Dale," she warned him. "Remember, that's my ass-hole you're fucking there."
"Well, how can I forget it," he chuckled. "It feels fantastic."
Apparently it did feel fantastic. And apparently he enjoyed it immensely.
"Oh, baby, fuck it, fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Faster and faster the fucking continued. Now, the pleasure was almost unbearable.
"Ohhh, Dale, I love the way you're swinging it up my ass-hole. And, I love it when you give it to me, too."
They both were enjoying it a lot.
"Oh, baby, fuck, baby, fuck!"
Now, they had reached the point where they were both ready to explode. And, they were timing their cock-thrusts with each other's cock-thrusts. She could tell it, and she accentuated her ass twisting.
"Keep that backfield in motion," Dale told her, as he jabbed in there.
"Ohh, Dale, baby," she gasped excitedly. "I just love the way you're drilling it up there."
Harder and farther he drove into her. Every thrust, producing more pleasure in his cock.
"Oh, grab it, fuck it, fuck it, baby, fuck it!" Fred cried, as he rammed it to her cunt.
Suddenly, she felt them both exploding at the same instant. She gripped the penis in her pussy and milked it. At the same time she gripped the penis sliding up her ass-hole, and milked that.
"Ohh, baby, I love it," she gasped in excited glee. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"
The pleasure was unbearable, and she kept her body twisting as the fucks continued.
Now, it was over, and she was delighted as well as excited.
"Fuck it, baby," she told him, "fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
They continued pumping, until she came, too.
"Ohhh, Fred, baby, I'm cuming," she gasped, as she reached down to grip his ass-cheeks tightly and squeezed them.
"You don't have to pinch my butt off," Fred chuckled, as he looked into her eyes and laughed. They both laughed together, as the delicious sensations of satisfying sex, surged through their bodies.
Finally Dale pulled his prick out of her ass-hole slowly.
"That's it, baby, real slow. It hurts if you do it too fast."
"I know," Dale nodded. "That's what my girl told me."
"It's a fact," she said, "you can't pull the cock out too quickly, without it hurting like the devil."
When he had yanked his prick out, he lay on his back and relaxed. A moment later Fred pulled his penis out, and he lay on his back, too. Then she looked at both of them. Strangely, their peckers didn't go down. While they both had shot, their cocks refused to go down.
"What strange penises," she observed, reaching out and squeezing their huge dicks.
"You see," Fred smiled, "we don't go down. We've got big cocks, and I mean big ones."
Dale congratulated her.
"You've got a real tremendous ass-hole to fuck," he told the teacher, "and I mean I enjoyed balling you."
He knew how much he enjoyed what he was getting, and she did, too.
"Honey," she turned to Fred and asked, "would you tell me if you really dug me, or did you just do this for me?"
"I did it for you," he told her flatly.
She knew she had given the students a good time. Yet she was worried. They picked up on this.
"What's eating you?" Dale demanded quietly. "Oh, nothing."
"Yeah, something is bugging her."
She was realizing that she had made a big mistake, and as both boys began playing with her breasts and sucking on them again, she stroked their heads. But, it was with total reluctance, for she knew now that sooner or later she would be caught. This knowledge tormented her. Yet, for them, she had to keep happy.
"Ohh, I love it so much."
Her body was wiggling about the bed, and from all appearances she was that crazy about it.
"Would you say you're an oversexed nympho?" Dale asked her bluntly.
"That's some question to ask me."
"Well, what would you say."
"Well, yes."
"That's what I thought," Dale said. "We're lucky. I've always been looking for a nympho to fuck. They can take it and enjoy it as much as a man does."
"Well, I'll admit I do enjoy it a lot," she agreed.
Then, she kept wondering what they would do next. But, she didn't have long to wonder, for each boy kept suggesting a different kind of sex act.