Chapter 5
Paula and Brian agreed that they couldn't be together too much, or people might get suspicious. So the next day at school they ignored each other. It wasn't easy, and by the end of the day Paula couldn't keep her thoughts under control any longer. She found herself reliving every exciting moment she'd had with her handsome student.
She was powerfully tempted to ask Brian to stay after class, but she talked herself out of it.
The other kids might start to wonder why she was punishing a boy who hadn't misbehaved. When the bell rang and the class filed out of the room, Brian shot her one last look of longing, then walked out with the others. Temptation was out of reach, at least for today.
Of course that didn't make Paula feel any less horny. It seemed like the more love-making she experienced, the more she wanted, and today she was desperate. She couldn't think of anything but Brian's tireless stiff cock and how much she needed to feel it in her famished pussy hole. But it was going to be another lonely night, and if she wanted relief, she'd just have to beat off.
Sighing to herself, she started gathering up her things, when the classroom door opened and in walked Lou, one of her morning students. Tall, lean, dark-haired, and eighteen, he was one of the school hoods, and Paula had never liked him very much. He usually managed to disrupt the class, and he was close to flunking the course. So she had to force a smile as he walked into the room.
"Yes, Lou, what can I do for you?" she asked.
Lou didn't answer right away. He stood there by the door and looked her over, his eyes traveling insolently up and down her body. Paula knew he was just trying to make her mad, so she acted as cool as she could and went on organizing her briefcase. Finally the boy cleared his throat and spoke.
"I just wanted to tell you, Miss Porter," he said, "that since your operation, you're a really sexy-looking broad."
Paula's face flamed, but she managed to keep her voice calm. "I'm not sure if I should thank you for that or not, Lou," she said dryly.
"I don't give a shit if you thank me or not," he drawled. "I just came here to look."
Now Paula really was angry. This was no way for a boy to talk to his teacher. "Lou, I think you better leave," she said coldly.
Lou's response was to lock the door and start toward her. There was the usual mocking smile on -his face, but in his eyes Paula saw pure lust. Alarmed, she started backing away from him, and that proved to be a mistake. He kept coming, and she backed up against the wall. Lou approached within a foot of her and looked her over again, his eyes focusing on her thrusting tits.
"Yeah, your face is real pretty now," he said in his raspy voice, "but your body's even nicer. I wouldn't mind making it with a chick like you."
"Well, there's no chance of that," Paula snapped. "Now get out of my way, young man. I have work to do."
"Aw, don't be in such a rush, teacher," Lou grinned. "You and me could have a lot of fun together, you know?"
As he spoke, he reached out and cupped her tits. Paula gasped and reddened. She didn't want this creep's hands on her, and yet at the same time she felt hotly aroused. Of course she'd already been achingly horny when he walked in, and that didn't help matters. She craved a man's touch, even if it came from this snarling teenager. He squeezed her tits, slowly but firmly, and she felt her pussy start to leak hot sticky juice.
"Take your hands off me, Lou," she spat. "You know you could get into big trouble for this."
"What do I care?" he said. "I'm gonna flunk anyhow. I figure on dropping out of school, but before I go, there's one last thing I want. I think you can guess what it is, Miss Porter."
That was when Paula realized she was in trouble. She couldn't threaten this kid-he had nothing to lose. He was going to drop out, leave town, disappear. So whatever he did with her today, he'd probably never be punished for it. She cringed against the wall, trying to escape his touch, but she couldn't get away. Lou went on grinning and squeezing her big hot tits through her clothes.
"Yeah, you're a smart lady," he said. "You guessed what I want. And if you don't wanta get hurt, you'll give me everything I ask for."
Paula thought about it. She didn't know if he was bluffing or not, but she knew he carried a knife. He'd pulled it out in class a few times just to shake her up. She didn't want to risk him using it. And there was something else to consider-she really was horny. She could just cooperate with the kid and get off. Then they'd both be happy.
Lou started unbuttoning her blouse, and she didn't protest. He must have figured she was scared speechless. His grin broadened as he opened her blouse and drew it off. He ogled her big ripe tits, which looked ready to pop from her little lacy bra. Paula saw his hand move, and then quick as a flash the knife was out of his pocket. He used it to cut her bra in half, neatly and without grazing her skin. The bra snapped in two, and her tits tumbled out into their natural firm thrust.
"Nice," Lou grinned, "real nice."
To Paula's relief, he returned the knife to his pocket. It looked as if he wouldn't hurt her as long as she stayed quiet and did what he wanted. Now he cupped her naked tits and began to mold and squeeze the hot silky flesh, and Paula shivered with excitement. Her tits were very sensitive, and she loved having them fondled. But she wasn't going to tell Lou that. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he was arousing her.
No, she'd take whatever she could get from him, but she'd never let him know that she enjoyed it. She kept her expression cool as he molded her tits and rubbed his thumbs over her large cone-shaped nipples. She couldn't control her body's instinctive responses, however, and her nipples went long and erect under his massaging thumbs. He bent lower, his hot moist breath fanning her naked tits.
"You know, teacher, you got nice enough tits to be in a centerfold," he said. "I wonder if the rest of you looks as good?"
He grasped the zipper of her skirt and tugged it open. The skirt floated to the floor. Out came the knife again, and he deftly and neatly split her pantyhose and panties. They tumbled down, and she stood there naked except for the split halves of her bra. Lou's eyes got hot and glazed with lust as he looked her over. He put away the knife again, then began running his hands up and down her tall sleek body. It was a strange sensation. She loathed his touch, yet at the same time she craved it. She shivered lustily, but Lou thought it meant revulsion.
"Okay, bitch, so I don't turn you on," he snarled. "Well, that's just tough. You better do everything I want, if you don't want that pretty face messed up."
That was enough to convince Paula to do what he said. She'd paid a lot of money for that face, and it had changed her life. But besides that, his stoking hands were getting her hotly aroused. She glanced at his fly and saw that he had a big bulging cock stand. That made her even more aroused. She might despise the kid, but at least he could provide the stiff cock she craved.
He ran his hand down to cup the soft fur of her bush, and she wondered if he could tell how horny she was. Her pussy was juicing steadily now, soaking her inner thighs, and she could feel the hot liquid running down her legs. But if Lou noticed any signs of her arousal, he didn't say so. He just gave her mound a few squeezes, then put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down, "On your knees, bitch," he snarled.
Paula knelt and found her eyes on a level with that big hard bulge in his pants. She thought about how stiff and eager his eighteen-year-old cock would be, and she creamed like mad. Maybe he was just a nasty little punk, but she needed him. She desperately needed a good hard fucking, and she knew he could do it for her. Her molten cream over- flowed her lust-inflamed cunt and poured down her thighs.
"Take out my cock and suck it, teacher," Lou ordered.
Paula didn't hesitate. She knew he meant business. And of course she was eager to see his cock. She unzipped his fly and tugged his skin-tight jeans down to his knees. He wasn't wearing shorts. His stiff young cock snapped free of its prison and hugged his belly in a fierce hard-on. Paula drooled at the sight of that engorged slab of blue-veined meat.
"Get going, bitch," Lou hissed, "give me a blow job."
For the first time he didn't seem so sure of himself. It was like he finally realized the outrageous thing he was doing. He wasn't going to back down, but Paula sensed that she might get her way with him, at least a little. So instead of cramming his cock right into her mouth, she indulged herself first by playing with it. She fisted the hot meat and began to pump it.
"Jesus," Lou groaned.
He hadn't expected that. He was surprised when she curled her fingers around the base of his cock and began to pump it, and he was even more surprised when she stuck out her glistening little tongue and began lapping the sensitive head of his cock. The astonished boy slumped against the wall and breathed harshly with excitement as his pretty teacher ran her hot tongue all over the swollen purple head of his cock.
"Ahhhhh, Christ," he moaned.
Paula knew she was getting to him, and she loved the way the power was shifting in this relationship. The knife gave Lou power, but she had power also in the pleasure she could give him. Suddenly he was putty in her hands. He panted and whined with excitement as she tongued the head of his cock, and big bubbles of cream began to ooze out of his piss hole.
Paula speared up those fat bubbles with the pointed tip of her tongue and rolled them around in her mouth, savoring the salty taste. Lou looked down at her and gawked, hardly believing his eyes. It really looked as if cool, prim Miss Porter loved the taste of cock. She was lathering his dick with her hot spit, drooling all over his meat as she gobbled up his juice. It blew his mind to watch her doing that.
Dizzily he watched her lick up all the thick cream that bubbled from the cleft of his cock. She stuck her tongue down in his piss hole and reamed out more of the hot liquid. All the while she was pumping the shaft of his prick in her hot and eager fist. Lou just hadn't counted on this much excitement, and he was close to coming before he'd even gotten his cock into her.
"That's enough, bitch," he snapped, trying to sound stern. "We're gonna do something else now."
Paula could guess what that "something else" was-and she wanted it desperately. On the other hand, just like with Gil, she didn't like being ordered around. She decided to show this kid a thing or two. He wasn't going to call the shots any more-she was. She opened her mouth and crammed his prick inside, taking over half of it into the molten pulp. Lou shuddered violently.
"Awwwww, Jesus, awwwww," he whined.
She started sucking hard and noisily on his cock, and there was just no way he could resist. It wouldn't have done him any good, anyhow. Teasingly Paula used the tips of her teeth to nibble his meat-and he got the message. He'd better be damned nice to this lady while she was blowing him. He slumped back against the wall and shivered with pleasure as she bathed his prick in her hot saliva and suctioned the cream out of his piss hole.
"Yeah, teacher, suck my dick," the excited boy moaned, "eat my juice."
Not that he was giving orders or anything. Paula was way ahead of him, drawing the delicious hot cream out of his cock cleft and gobbling it down greedily. Her lewd sucking and slurping noises echoed through the classroom. Lou wished his buddies could see him now, getting a blow job from the prettiest teacher in the school. But if he tried to tell them about it, they'd laugh in his face. Nobody would ever believe he'd gotten it on with Miss Porter.
She was sucking his cock faster and faster, and he was just about to fall over with dizzy lust. He had to clutch her shoulders to get his balance. Her mouth felt like molten metal around his cock, hot and juicy and searing. He wished the wonderful feeling could go on forever, but he was just too frantically horny to hold out. He felt his balls spasming and releasing their sizzling load.
"Awwwww, shit, eat it, teacher, eat my come!" he howled.
Paula opened her throat and let him fuck right into the tight velvety passage. He roared with ecstasy and jetted his come down her throat, while she hungrily gulped the steaming liquid. Lou had never come so hard in his life. He felt like he'd shot ten gallons of jizz into her mouth before he was finished. Finally he staggered back, and his cock slipped from her mouth.
Paula rose with a calm smile. "There," she said, "now can I get back to work?"
She didn't wait for a reply. She just scooped up her clothes and walked away toward her desk. Lou realized she'd made an ass out of him. He'd come here to fuck her, and she'd taken over and run the whole show. Now she was discarding him like used Kleenex. Well, he wasn't going to take it. He darted after her, caught her from behind, and bent her down over her desk.
"Just a minute, teacher," he growled, "I'm not finished with you yet."
That's good, Paula thought.
She'd gambled on this. She'd taken a chance, walking away from him, because her pussy still seethed with need. But she suspected his pride would take over and he'd want to prove himself with her. Now he pinned her with his body, leaning her over her desk, and she felt his hands exploring her hot slick pussy. It was a challenge for him to make her come just as hard as she'd made him come.
One stiff finger found her clit and began a stiff sawing action over the engorged little button. Paula barely stifled a gurgle of delight. Lou might be an asshole in a lot of ways, but he knew how to masturbate a girl and get her hot. Helplessly Paula creamed all over his massaging finger, and she felt him shiver with excitement as he realized that he was getting to her. His other hand continued to explore her pussy, seeking out her most sensitive places.
"I bet you like this, teacher," he taunted. "I can feel you creaming."
Paula was still determined not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her pleasure. She didn't answer him, and she struggled to stifle her whimpers of bliss as he steadily frigged her engorged joy button. But then he did something that was impossible to ignore. He found the tiny wrinkled mouth of her asshole and started gliding his little finger inside. Paula creamed an enormous flood of molten juice.
"Yeah, I felt that," he rasped. "You dig my finger up your ass, don't you, teacher?"
Again Paula didn't answer, but she couldn't stifle her cries any longer. She was whimpering in ecstasy as Lou crammed his stiff finger up her sensitive shitter and began to pump it in a fucking motion. Now both her clit and her ass were getting deliciously stimulated, and there was no way she could keep from coming. She felt the pleasure building in her pussy till it reached the point of explosion. "Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh," she moaned.
"Yeah, teacher, you're just about coming, aren't you?" Lou said triumphantly.
He went on sawing his index finger over her lust-inflamed clit and pumping his little finger in her sizzling shitter. Paula didn't even try to hold back the climax that was building in her pussy-she needed it too badly. The hot pleasure radiating from her joy button and her asshole combined into one huge hot blast, and then she was over the edge, thrashing and writhing in a violent orgasm.
"Unnnhhhhh, whhaaahhhhh!" she wailed.
Lou felt her clit squirting molten come and felt her little asshole contract like a vise around his finger. He knew he was making her come, doing it to her against her will, and it made him wickedly excited. His tireless teenage cock went stiff as steel, rubbing her ass as he pinned her down over the desk. Now it was time to get what he'd come for. He popped his finger out of her smoking little shitter.
"Okay, teacher," he growled, "you got off on my fingers. Now let's see how you get off on my cock."
He kept her bent over the desk, his hands pressing down on her hips, and he socked the swollen head of his prick into the little fur-fringed mouth of her cunt. Paula gasped with delight as she felt her cunt mouth stretched and filled with the hot hard meat. Lou gave a lusty snort and plowed into her roughly, hitting her womb in one hungry thrust.
"Ahhhhh, God, ahhhhh," Paula howled.
"Take it, teacher, take my cock," Lou growled.
He was surprised to find her cunt so tiny.
He'd made it with girls much younger who weren't that tight. It was a delicious place to sheath his achingly engorged young cock, and he hammered it into her mercilessly, plunging his meat again and again into that wet velvety tunnel. Her twat was not only snug, it was slick with juice and searing hot. His teacher had the nicest box he'd ever fucked.
"Ahhhhhhhh, shit, yeah, it's good," he moaned.
Paula agree, but she wasn't about to tell him so. She clawed at the desk and gurgled softly as he crammed her again and again with his swollen throbbing prick. Each lusty thrust gave her a hot blast of pleasure and made her cream hot floods of juice. She gradually tightened her cunt around his pistoning cock, greedy for more friction, and in just a minute or so she was hovering on the verge of orgasm.
"Unnnhhhhh, my God, unnnhhhhh," she groaned.
"What's the matter, teacher?" Lou taunted. "Is my cock feeling good to you? Why don't you tell me how much you love it?"
Paula said nothing, but she was sure he wasn't deceived by her silence. He could feel how hot and wet her cunt was around his jack-hammering cock, and he must have known she was getting off on his fucking. Behind her she could hear the boy's harsh panting and the steady loud slap of his belly against her upturned ass. As his arousal grew, he fucked into her even harder, making her body shake with the impact.
"Tell me how much you like it, bitch," he urged breathlessly, "tell me how good my cock feels to you." It was all true, but Paula still said nothing. This little creep had enough ego for both of them, and she wasn't going to feed it. She just ignored his words and concentrated on the fantastic blasts of sensation she was getting from his pile-driving teenage cock. Each hungry thrust battered her womb and reamed out her heavily gushing cream. She hovered on the brink of orgasm, trying to prolong her pleasure just a little more.
Lou was just as close to the brink as she was, whining in ecstasy as he sheathed his swollen prick in his teacher's deliciously tight and sizzling box. He wished he could go on fucking her for hours, prolonging his pleasure, but his balls felt ready to explode. Losing all control of himself, he fucked into her as hard as he could, yelping in bliss. He felt her cunt clamping tight around his meat.
Paula couldn't hold it back a second longer. She was coming like a bomb. "Ahhhhh, God, unnnggghhhh!" she wailed.
"I feel it, teacher," Lou groaned, "I feel you coming, baby, I feel you getting off like crazy."
But he'd never know for sure, because Paula never admitted she was coming. And before he could taunt her any further about it, he was coming, too. Her spasming cunt was sucking the jizz out of his cock, and he yelped in ecstasy.
"Take my come, bitch, aaaggghhh!" he howled.
He'd hardly finished coming before he pulled out and dressed and headed for the door. He sensed he'd gone way too far with this woman. But as he turned for one last look at her, all he got was a mocking smile. He'd never know if he'd really scored with her or not, and it would drive him crazy wondering.
"You better not tell anybody about this," he threatened, then hurried out the door.
Paula laughed to herself. She'd just had a terrific fuck, and she hadn't even expected it. Now she wouldn't have to worry about being horny tonight. But the weekend would be another story.