Chapter 1
If there was one thing that Susan Hopkins hated, it was all of the men who had tried to get her to go to bed with them at college. She counted them as enemies, as her goal was her teacher's credentials and be a career girl. She resented her beauty, for she felt it betrayed her mental capacities. The fact that she had large bosoms, a trim waist and beautiful legs, all seemed to contribute to the male delinquency syndrome.
When she finally found herself teaching in New York City she was glad. She had heard that New Yorkers were cold, and she felt that it was just what she needed. Apparently in a small town atmosphere many of the men had become too friendly for her comfort.
The first day of class at Manhattan High School, she learned quite a bit about life.
"Students," she began, "your new teacher's name is Susan Hopkins. I am more than happy to be here as your teacher. I consider it an honor to educate the human mind."
That seemed to go over the heads of her students. The only thing that she could tell that was causing any reaction was the focus of eyes on her bosoms. This really burned her up. She hadn't gone through all that agony of obtaining a college credential only to have men marvel at the size and shape of her physical assets.
"We live in a world," she continued, "that is very superficial. People are always concerned about the exterior. They never seem to care about what lies beneath the surface."
Somehow that grabbed one boy as being a very sexy statement, for Jimmy Blair was thinking of what might lie below the surface of the beautiful teacher's vagina, and as he thought of that, his fertile young imagination could see himself sliding his rock hard cock into her. It made him so stimulated and excited that he couldn't help laughing.
"Students," she complained, "let's have none of this laughter. Education is serious business."
After the smattering of laughter, she continued.
"I'm your English teacher," she said, "and if you will listen to what I have to tell you, you will never regret it. For without a good knowledge of English, you will find communication difficult."
The talk went on like that until the end of the class. However she was not willing to let one young man get by with what he had done. She felt she needed to make a scapegoat out of someone, and he seemed like the most logical person.
"Jimmy," she called out to him, "I want you to come back after class today."
"Sure I will, Teach," he smiled.
Once more there was an eruption of laughter. It really burned her up to think that Jimmy Blair was back of all of this laughter and problem that she faced. And Susan vowed that she would get even with him.
The rest of the day swept by quickly and then came the after-class conference with the young student. He was a dark skinned Puerto Rican boy with flashing brown eyes. He was wearing tight fitting jeans. As she looked at him coming into the classroom she felt like giving him a lecture on dressing. However she figured that perhaps it was out of her department.
"I'm sorry to have to keep you after class," she said, "but you left me no alternative."
"I don't mind none," Jimmy smiled.
She didn't want anyone to overhear what she had to say to him so she decided she ought to lock the doors. When both doors were securely fastened she came back to him.
"Jimmy," she said, "we are here for one purpose and one purpose only."
"What's that, Teach?" the young boy smiled.
"That is education," she said. "Now I don't know what your background is and I'm really not interested but there is one thing I am concerned with and it's this, attention in the classroom."
"I read you," he said, "is that all?"
"No it isn't," she said, "I think you deserve a little punishment."
"I'm game," he said casually.
"Back in my day," she said, "we had punishment."
"Your day wasn't that far back," he chuckled.
"I am older that you, Jimmy," she said, "and I will not tolerate your attitude. As a matter of fact, I think it would be only fair if I made my point right now. I will get out my ruler and give you a couple of whacks across your you-know-what."
"My bare ass?" he smiled.
"That would not be a bad idea," she said.
As she spoke with him, he unfastened his buckle. Then he pulled down his pants. He pulled off his shorts and bent over the desk.
"Whack away, Teach," he grinned at her.
It was that grin that got her so angry. That smile that he flashed her, full of insolence, full of pride.
"We'll take some of that out of you," she said, as she brought the ruler down hard over his bare buttocks.
"I'm pretty thick skinned, Teach," he said, "you've got to hit it hard."
Susan gripped the ruler tightly in her hand and brought it down hard over his asscheeks. Suddenly he did feel it. The moment that she saw Jimmy wincing in pain pride filled her. She had succeeded in overpowering him and she knew it.
"Does it hurt, Jimmy?" she asked sarcastically.
"Can't feel it," he lied.
She brought it down repeatedly with hot hard strokes. Now his asscheeks were red.
"That's enough, Teach," he said, as he got up.
To her surprise, he exposed his penis to her.
"Now take care of this, Teach," he said. "I want a little action."
"How dare you show yourself to me?" she demanded.
"It's your fault," Jimmy insisted, "you got me all excited."
"I did not," she said, "you got yourself excited."
"It's our problem now," he said, "and I can't walk down the hall with a hard-on like this."
"Put your shorts on," she said glowering at him.
He paid no attention to her and trapped her. With one arm around her and the other feeling at her panties he pulled them down. He massaged her mound, as she had never been touched before.
"Oh stop it," she said, "if you dare to do another thing to me, I'll scream."
Just as she said that he threw his hand over her mouth.
"Nobody's going to hear you now," Jimmy said, as he viciously thrust his penis into the teacher's vagina.
She was so enraged, that he would do something so horrifying that she wanted to scream. However as she felt the fantastic penis within her, she didn't complain at all.
"Oh wow!" he panted. "What a good fuck."
He continued thrusting away. And she was getting more excited every moment.
"Yes," he gasped excitedly, "that's what I want. Oh baby, grab it with your pussy."
Susan discovered to her amazement that when she contributed with vigorous gripping movements of her vagina the pleasure increased for him.
"Fuck it, Teach," he told her, "fuck. Come on baby, twist your tail around."
She ground her hips around and kept him excited. The more she did this, the more excited he became.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. Fuck."
Vigorously now she worked her vagina muscles over his sliding shaft. She loved the excitement of what she was receiving and looked forward to the climax. She wanted to know what it would be like when his penis had exploded within her. He took his hand off her mouth arid grabbed her asscheeks.
"Oh you're tremendous," he told her. "I knew you would be. I can always tell. You're nice and tight."
"Oh Jimmy," she said, "you know we shouldn't be doing this."
"Who are we hurting?" the young boy argued, as he went on thrusting. "Nobody. You need it as bad as I do."
She was silent now, for she knew it was the truth. The wild movements of Jimmy's cock ramming in there were building her to a passionate pitch.
"Oh faster baby," he said, "faster. That's it baby, oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful."
The slippery penis stabbed away as the teacher's vagina gripped it tightly.
"Oh wow!" he gasped excitedly. "That's beautiful. Fuck, fuck, teacher, fuck."
The exciting movements of her body seemed as if they would never end. Finally the young boy felt himself juicing.
"I'm creaming," he cried in sexual ecstasy. "I'm creaming. I made it."
As his cock shot into her, she ground her hips around once more,
"Oh Jimmy," she moaned in delight, "I love that."
The passionate pleasure that he had given her ended with her own climax. Her juices merged with his as his slippery cock stabbed away.
"They'd fire me if they ever found us," she said.
"Forget them," he told her, "think of us."
As Jimmy finished his fuck the teacher looked at him. She loved the sight of his face. She loved the excitement of his lower jaw trembling and she was glad she had done what she had done. Yet it all seemed terribly wrong. She had deliberately had very little to do with the young man, named Jeff that she cared a lot for and even though Jeff and she had had sex a couple of times, it never led to anything serious. But the wild way in which this young boy thrust his male member into her gave her a new outlook on sexual pleasure.
Never before had she been so stimulated, so thrilled by sex. As he pulled out his dripping penis he asked for a tissue to wipe it off.
The teacher pulled open her desk and handed him a tissue. Then she pulled up her panties.
"We took a big risk," she said. "If a janitor had come by we'd be in real trouble."
Just then she heard a fearful knock on the door.
"Zip up your pants," she told him hastily.
Jimmy did as she said, then she quickly opened the back door.
"What's going on in here?" the janitor asked, winking.
"I was just helping a student with homework," she explained.
"Yeah." he said in an unbelieving skeptical tone.
She didn't make any further comment or elaborate on what she was doing. It all seemed much, much too dangerous.
"Now I hope that you understand that lesson," she told him.
"Oh sure, sure I understand now," he said.
"Good," she said quietly.
After he walked out of the room, she felt alone and sad. Why did it have to happen like this? She had always wondered what it would be like to someday feel passion for a lover. And to see that it could be under such difficult circumstances, and yet mean so much troubled her. She knew that any love she could have for a student would be in the shadow and it made her fearful of the consequence.
Yet she determined not to despair. She was certain that one way or another something good would come of it. There was no one she could confide in, for no one would respect her. More than that, very likely someone would want to get her fired from her job. They'd say she was unfit to be a teacher. That's all she needed to hear. The thought of this made her sick.
She brushed such a thought aside as she brushed her hair back. Then picking up her teacher's briefcase, she left the classroom. She hurried back to the parking lot where she had left her car. She was eager to get her work done.
However as she got in her car she unfortunately had to meet a fellow teacher who turned on with her. The History teacher, and a bachelor.
"Well hi Mr. Steel," she smiled.
"Just call me Gabriel," he said, "I don't think it would hurt if we were on a first name basis, do you?"
"Why no Gabriel," she said softly.
"Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" he asked her bluntly.
"Well I hadn't thought about it," she said.
"How long do you have to think about such a request?" he smiled.
"Now Gabriel," she told him, "I tell you what. Maybe another time."
"But I'd like it tonight," he suggested.
"Well, alright," she agreed.
"Where will we meet?" he asked.
"Well you pick the place, Gabe," she said.
"Maybe I had better pick you up at your place," he suggested slyly.
"You're winning your way again, aren't you?" she laughed.
"One way or another," he admitted.
Finally she consented. She gave Gabriel Steel her address and he told her he would pick her up at seven.
"See you later," she smiled, as she drove off.
She wasn't eager for seven o'clock to come. She wished she could go home and have something to eat and go to bed. It bothered her no end that he had made so many suggestions. She felt sure he was after her body and the more she thought about it the more she wished she could break her date.
She decided to call him up and tell him to forget it. Checking with the information operator, she quickly learned he had no listing.
Now she knew she was trapped and she had no way out. Figuring she might as well go along with it, she got dressed but she was determined she would have nothing sexually to do with him.
At seven o'clock he came promptly. Apparently, she calculated, he was bloody horny.
"Hi Gabriel," she greeted him.
"Hi gorgeous," he said, "we're going to have a good time tonight."
"Of course we are," she said-
As he talked to her, she couldn't help admiring him. He had a muscular handsome build, and she felt sure he was married before.
"Gabriel," she asked him, "have you ever been married before?"
"I'm still married," he smiled.
"Then we're not going out together," she said quickly, seizing at this for an excuse.
"Let me finish," he said quickly, "I am married, but my wife and I are separated. We are obtaining a divorce."
"That's too bad," she said.
"No it isn't," he said, "it's the best thing. We haven't been happy together in years, so why should we torture each other?"
"Well I guess you have a point," she said.
"Of course I do," he said.
She followed him out to his car and soon they were driving down the freeway.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked curiously.
"Oh a new place," he said, "you're really going to love it. They have a nice view and it has all the atmosphere you could ever ask for."
"What's the name of it?" she asked.
"It's the Orlando," he said.
When they pulled up at the Orlando she noticed it was a beautiful place. It was on the ocean and had large picture windows with a view of the rocks and the waves crashing against them down below.
"Do you take every date to such a nice place?" she asked.
"When it's a date as nice as you are honey," he assured her. "I wouldn't think of taking her to anything but the best."
"You have a good line," she told him, "you really do. Has it been bringing you any luck lately?"
"Of course it has," he chuckled, "or I wouldn't be using it."
"That figures," she smiled.
The meal was delicious and she enjoyed it. The drinks softened her up and he decided he would strike while the iron was hot.
"How would you like to come home with me and try out my new water bed?" he laughed.
"You're awful," she said. "If I didn't know you better I'd think you were trying to put the make on me."
"I am," he said. ''What's wrong with that, couldn't you feed a hungry tiger?"
"What are you talking about?" she demanded. "Do you think you can put the make on me just like that?"
"I don't know," he said, "but I intend to find out."
"You're terrible, Gabriel," she said with a teasing voice, "I don't think you have a shred of moral fiber."
"I may not have a shred of moral fiber," he said, "but I've got eight and a half solid inches that I know how to use."
"Well use them on one of your other girlfriends," she said.
He made one more pitch.
"Well baby," he said, "you feel liberated, don't you?"
"Now that I'm not going to roll around on your water bed I do," she laughed.
He put his hand on her thigh and went on driving.
"You're going to have an accident," she said, "if you try to feel of me and drive at the same time."
"No I won't," he said. "I'm used to doing that."
"I can tell you are," she said.
"Oh sweetheart," he said, "we could have such a good time together."
"Yes we could," she said, "if I was foolish enough to go along with it."
"Is it foolish to enjoy yourself?" he demanded.
"Yes," she said, "that way it is."
She was trying to get her point across as vividly as she could, but he wouldn't let her.
"Now baby," he asked quickly, "how does that feel to your pussy?"
"You've got a nerve," she said, "feeling of me like that."
"Well how do you want me to feel of you?" he demanded.
"I don't want you to feel of me," she said. "As a matter of fact I want you to leave me alone."
"Now don't be difficult," he said, "you know I think a lot of you."
"You want to get your rocks off," she informed him flatly.
"That's true," he admitted, "but that wouldn't hurt either of us, would it?"
"It would me," she told him frankly, "because I just don't care to have sex."
"Well why don't you just lean back and enjoy it while I have a good time?"
"I don't want to," she said. "You certainly don't get the point easily. I guess a person has to use a sledge hammer with you."
"Oh no baby," he said, "if you're going to be that way about it, I don't want you."
When he used reverse psychology, it worked. She looked at Gabriel and then she decided she would have some fun too. Reaching over she let her hand slide along his cock. She felt it under his pants and it felt good to her.
"What have you got there?" she smiled, as she looked at him.
"Eight and a half solid inches of cock meat," he said.
"Are you bragging or complaining?" she laughed.
"I'm just stating a fact," he said, "a simple fact. And baby if you want a good time, let's do it right here."
"I would settle for going to your place," she said.
"Alright," he said, "we'll do that."
He parked his car in his subterranean garage, and then they went up the elevator to his place.
"Looks like you're living pretty high on the hog, honey," she observed.
"It's a nice place," he said. "We have a sauna room, golf course and some other nice things."
"You know," she smiled at him, "we might have a good time after all."
Once in his place, he instantly fixed drinks.
"You know when I'm home alone," he suggested with a smile, "I always run around in the buff."
"Well don't let me stop you from stripping," she said, "if you want to take off your clothes honey, go ahead."
"Oh it wouldn't be any fun unless you stripped too," he told her.
"Alright love," she agreed, "I'll take off my clothes."
As Susan stripped, he watched. He could hardly wait to get a load of her breasts. Once she had revealed her bosoms to him, he glanced down at her beautiful legs. He wanted to slip the panties off them, but he figured he'd better wait and let her do it.
"Do you want, to pull them down?" she said. "You get a particular charge out of that, Gabe?"
"You bet," he smiled, as he walked over to her and pulled off her panties.
He smiled as he looked at her and massaged her asscheeks.
"You've got a gorgeous body, baby," he said. "They sure knew what they were doing when they put you together at the factory."
"Your cock tells me you want it pretty bad," she said teasingly.
"You bet I do," he smiled.
It didn't take him long to get his shorts off. Then he was in the nude. She liked the sight of his hairy legs and got a big charge out of the sight of his balls and his huge cock. She smiled at it as she saw it quivering and ready.
"What are you smiling at?" he asked her.
"I was just enjoying the sight of your beautiful cock," she said.
Seizing his penis in his hand, he nodded.
"I'm glad you appreciate it," he said, "I guess you women are finally coming to recognize that a man deserves some admiration too."
As he paraded toward the bedroom, she asked him what he meant.
"Simply this," he explained. "Usually all. we had were naked women spread across those Playboy pages. Now they have got naked men, and that proves a point."
"What's the point?" she laughed.
"That men have some attraction too."
"Oh I always knew that," she said. "A good looking man turns me on. I like his muscular body, and particularly that big thing between his legs."
"Maybe you're liberated," he said. "Now let's get on this waterbed and have a good time."
She got on the waterbed with him and now he was eager to have his fun.
"What do you want to do?" she smiled.
"You know what I'd really like," he told her frankly, "is a good blow job."
"I don't know whether I want to get that intimate with you or not," she argued.
"You will enjoy it more with that connection," he said. "If you don't want to swallow my sperm, that's o.k. But I do like to heat it up with your mouth."
"Oh alright, Gabriel," she agreed reluctantly.
He looked at her and then he made up his mind the position he would like to have her in.
"Now Gabe," she said, "don't you order me about."
"I'm not going to order you about," he assured her, "but I do want to get you in a nice position so that you can enjoy it too."
"Thanks," she said.
He explained to her how important it was that he get the most action out of her bosoms he could.
"Now you get on your back, baby," he said, "and let me straddle your face. You're going to love having my ass over your face."
"I don't know whether I will or not," she said honestly, "I never had a man do it this way before."
"Oh you're in for a big treat," he assured her. "It's about time you began."
"Alright," she agreed.
Now he was ready and eager, and she was just about as eager as he was.
"Now baby, I'm over you. How do you like my ass pressing down there?"
"I don't know whether I like it or not," she admitted.
"Feels good to me," he assured her. "I sure like those beautiful bosoms."
He was rubbing his asscheeks back and forth across her breasts. He was trying to ignite her passionately, so she would be glad to accept his dripping cock into her mouth.
"Now come on honey," he smiled at her, "take it. Inch by inch."
She was reluctant to take it all in.
"Well I'll swing the balls over your face," he smiled, "and I'll let you lick them for a while. Then you can build up taking that big cock in gradually."
As his balls swung over her face, she got an excellent view of his ass crack. To her surprise, she wasn't revolted by his body. She was just becoming familiar with a man from this angle.
"That's it," he said, quite pleased that the teacher was using her tongue on his testicles.
"Keep that up," he urged her, "Oh yes, you don't know how much I like that."
His body was vibrating with desire now as he did his thing.
The hot tongue swept over the testicles. Faster and faster now he was moving over her face.
"Oh lick those balls," he begged, "that's it. Lick them, open your mouth. Let me slip them in."
She opened her mouth and he let his balls angle in.
"Oh wow!" he gasped in glee. "That feels great to me."
The pleasure was mounting in his penis now and he was stroking it as she did her thing with her mouth on his balls.
Then he pulled away.
"Grab my ass with your hands, honey," he said, "and play with me."
She played with his asscheeks and he ceased to be the history teacher. Instead Gabriel was just a lover, a lover whose body was just a vehicle to convey emotion. And the emotion that he wanted conveyed was total love. With her teeth, with her nose and her eyes and her lips, every part of her body, she was giving out.
"Sweetheart," he said, "I can't wait for you to wrap your mouth around my big cock."
She wasn't going to have long to wait either, for soon the gigantic penis was even with her mouth.
"Open," he said, "open that hot mouth and take this hot cock in."
As she felt the swollen male member flipping into her mouth, she loved it. The fact that he wanted this intimate connection excited her. She was glad that he wanted something so personal, so exciting and stimulating.
"Oh lick it with the end of your tongue," he said, "that's it. Oh I like it when you do it like that. Now baby, bear down. That's it. Faster. Now you're doing it. Oh yes!"
Her cheeks were sucking in as he thrust it vigorously to her.
"Hang in there, honey," he told her, "you're going to get a big charge out of this. Oh yes, I'm going to cream in a minute."
She was stimulated and excited by the fact of considering a big load of his juice. She could hardly wait for him to shoot into her mouth.
"Come on baby," he urged her, "that's the way. Oh yes. I want it. All the way, baby."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew his balls would erupt. He wanted to shoot it to her, and feel it zipping through the length of his cock.
"Hang in there honey," he encouraged her, "yes, that's it, let me put it to the back of your throat."
She let him move the head of his shaft to the back of her throat. He massaged it slowly and trembled with the pleasure that he felt at this point.
"Oh that drives me out of my mind," he gasped excitedly. "You have no idea how good that feels, honey. Oh yes, baby, keep that up."
She continued giving him the action he wanted. Her lips were fastened tightly around his penis and her throat was open.
"Oh baby, keep that up," he said, as his balls jiggled on her chin.
She loved the feeling of his balls on her chin. Eagerly she waited for his penis to shoot off in her mouth. She wanted to know what he would taste like. As far as letting him have the juice shooting any other way, that was out of the question. She wanted it. She wanted to swallow it, roll it around on the tip of her tongue and taste it.
"Oh sweetheart," he begged, "grab my ass. Play with it. Oh slip a finger up there."
The teacher's hot finger plunged up the other teacher's asshole. Now he was there.
"I'm aiming," he gasped excitedly. "I'm cuming! Oh gobble my juice. That's it. Get my cream, baby."
The hot penis juice surged in her .mouth like a mini flood. As she did her best to taste it and gobble it some of it slipped out of the corner of her mouth. As he watched closely he got a big charge out of seeing the juice on her lips.
"Lick your lips baby," he said, "don't waste a drop of that precious stuff."
She licked her lips and this made him very happy.
"Oh baby," he told her, "that is wild. Get it all. That's it. Go girl, go."
Gladly she devoured him. When it was finally over she eased her mouth gently off the head of his shaft.
"Oh baby," he told her, "that was beautiful."
She patted his ass playfully and stroked his inner thighs.
"You're what I call a good lover," Gabriel said enthusiastically.
She was looking up at him from this angle. His cock was still hard and she loved the view from here.
"Why do you say that, Gabriel?" Susan asked.
"Because you're not afraid to go down there and love it," he said. "A lot of women are timid and shy. You don't waste time with any of that crap, you go right there and baby you would fight for it, wouldn't you?"
Susan Hopkins nodded and smiled at Gabriel.
"I guess I would honey," she said, "I didn't realize what a passionate female I was."
"Well you are passionate baby," he said, "no doubt about it. You dig sex and you're like me in that respect. I love fucking. I love it when I get a good blow job, and I'm wild about eating pussy too."
"That's good, darling," she said, "because it's about time for by pussy to be eaten."
She winked at him as she said that and tugged away at his balls.
"You still got some stuff in there?" she smiled at him.
"There's a load of it, sweetheart," he assured her.
As he looked at her lovingly she looked back at him.
"I guess we're just a couple of kids experimenting ourselves," she admitted.
"I guess so," Gabriel agreed.
Then he got off the bed and went and got a drink.