Chapter 9
Late the next afternoon, as the Central High Troopers marched into town, there was a big crowd waiting and cheering. People shouted to Jane that she'd led the hike in record time, and there was more cheering and applause when it was seen that all the boys had returned safely.
They ended their march at the high school, where Jane saw Howard Martin waiting on the steps. The cast was off his leg, and he hardly even limped as he hurried toward her. In front of the principal and the large crowd of students and faculty, Howard Martin swept Miss Jane Parker into his arms and kissed her-right on the mouth.
Jane blushed hotly, and the crowd laughed and clapped. "My goodness, Howard," she exclaimed, "I'd almost think you were glad to see me."
He was grinning broadly. "You did a terrific job, Jane," he said. "I couldn't have done better myself. We're all very proud of you."
Jane's blush deepened. They wouldn't be so proud, she was sure, if they knew she'd been balling three of the young Troopers all during the hike. Nervously she turned to see how Greg, Chet and Willie were reacting to all that attenion. To her chagrin, the three boys were right behind her, and they were grinning. Her heart almost stopped. Those boys had the power to wreck her whole future, right here and now.
Greg said to Howard, "Mr. Martin, we'd like to talk to Miss Parker alone for just a second, if that's all right."
"Of course, Greg," Howard said, patting him on the back, "but don't keep her long. I wouldn't mind being alone with her myself."
"You got it, Coach," Greg grinned.
Nervously Jane moved away from the crowd, Greg and Chet and Willie coming right along with her. When they were out of earshot of the others, Greg said, "Miss Parker, we didn't know Mr. Martin was in love with you. He's a really great guy, and we really respect him, so we just wanted to say-don't worry. We won't bother you again, and we'll never tell anybody what happened."
Jane's eyes misted, and she said, "Boys, I can't tell you how much I appreciate that. You see, I love Mr. Martin, too, and I wouldn't want anything to spoil that."
With great relief, Jane returned to Howard Martin. Was he really in love with her, as Greg suspected? His behavior certainly had changed. He'd overcome his shyness and was openly affectionate with her. Maybe her absence had made him realize that he needed her. As she approached him now, he smiled eagerly.
"How about that dinner date?" Howard said. "You'll want to go home and clean up, of course, but I could pick you up around seven."
"That would be fine, Howard," Jane purred.
As she got ready for their date, Jane wondered what to expect this evening. Howard wanted her, that was obvious, but how far would he go on a first date? He was such a shy and proper guy. Secretly Jane hoped he'd blow his cool and come on to her strongly. She didn't miss her dangerous involvement with the boys, but already she was missing the sex. She needed a replacement for her teenage lovers-and fast!
As Jane started to do her hair in the customary tight bun, she hesitated. That bun was hardly sexy, and it made her look her full thirty-five years. She pulled out the pins and let her glossy brown hair fall below her shoulders. That was much better. Then she went to her closet to choose some clothes.
She had half a dozen prim tweed suits which she wore for teaching, boxy masculine suits that disguised her excellent figure. She wanted to look sexy tonight, but in what? Then at the back of the closet she spotted a sleeveless black dress her mother had sent her one birthday. Jane had considered it too daring and had exiled it. She took it out and tried it on.
The dress had practically no top, just enough to cover half her big ripe tits. The bottom part clung to her firm little waist and curvy hips, and it showed off her legs. It was a very daring dress-and just what she wanted. She chose black high-heeled shoes, put on a little make-up, and added a touch of perfume.
She was ready, and she was nervous. Her whole future depended on how Howard reacted to her tonight. He arrived right on time, and all during dinner he couldn't take his eyes off her. She often found him gawking at the ripe cleavage of her big breasts. She felt herself getting hotly aroused, and by the time he brought her home, she was achingly horny for him.
"Would you like to stop in for a nightcap, Howard?" she asked on the front porch.
"I was hoping you'd ask," he grinned.
Heart thumping, Jane led him into the living room and made a couple of strong drinks. She sat next to him on the couch, as close as she dared. She sneaked glances at him, admiring his tall lanky body. He was hard-muscled, tan, in perfect shape. She was dying to get him into bed. But she was still a lady, and she wouldn't permit herself to make the first move.
"How long have we known each other, Jane?" he asked. "A year," she replied.
"And I didn't ask you out till now," he sighed. "I must have been crazy." He took a long pull at his drink, eyed her intently, and said, "I'll be frank with you, Jane. I've had the hots for you since the moment I saw you."
They both blushed. "Why, Howard!" Jane tittered. "That's pretty frank, all right, but I'm flattered."
"I was too shy to ask you out," he continued. "I've always been shy with women. But when you want somebody as badly as I want you, you just have to come out and say it. I admire you, Jane, I love you, and VERY frankly, I'd like to take you to bed."
Jane almost dropped her drink. There it was, everything she wanted, but she could hardly believe it. Howard must want her very badly to get up his courage like that. Now it was her turn to be bold. She set aside her glass, smiled, and stood up.
"I love you, too, Howard," she said, "and the bedroom's right this way."
Blushing but eager, she turned and walked down the hall. She heard Howard's steps right behind her, and her heart hammered. She'd lusted over this man for a whole year, and at last she'd get to fuck him. She felt so excited, she was dizzy. They entered the bedroom, and Jane closed the door behind them.
"Come here," Howard said.
Jane went to him, and he embraced her hungrily and kissed her, working his tongue into her mouth. She melted against him, boldly rubbing her muff against his fly. She got a response immediately. She felt his crotch swell up full and hard. She could feel his stiff cock throbbing right through their clothes.
Her excited cunt began to seep hot juice, moistening the crotch of her panties. She wondered what Howard's cock looked like and what he was like in bed. She knew she wouldn't have to wait long to find out. As he kissed her, he was quivering with horniness. He finally broke the kiss and looked at her with glazed lusty eyes.
He slipped off his glasses and laid them on the dresser. Jane had never seen him without his glasses, and he was even more handsome than she'd expected. He seized the tiny straps of her dress and slipped them off her shoulders. The result was that her dress cascaded to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her black lace bikini panties and high heels.
She hadn't worn a bra, and when Howard saw her naked tits, he flushed and stared. Very slowly he brought his hands up to cup the heavy hot globes. Jane gave a little moan as he touched her, feeling electric excitment. He gently fondled her sensitive tits, and that soft touch was more thrilling to her than the boys' rough handling.
"You're gorgeous," Howard sighed.
"You're not so bad yourself," Jane grinned.
He grinned back. He rubbed his thumbs teasingly over her soft little nipples, and the red buds quickly sprang into stiffness and became twice as sensitive. Jane quivered and sighed as he caressed her nipples. Her aroused cunt was leaking more hot juice, soaking the crotch of her panties. She didn't think she'd ever felt more horny.
Howard dropped to his knees and helped her out of her shoes. Then, still kneeling, he seized her panties and slowly drew them down. Jane blushed and trembled, hoping he'd like what he saw. Apparently he did, for as he uncovered the sweet little rounds of her ass and saw the first springy curls of her bush, she could hear him breathing heavily. Then he tugged the panties down to her feet and helped her step out of them.
He stood and gawked at her luscious naked body. The bulge in his fly was enormous. Jane couldn't control her wicked urges any longer, couldn't go on playing the demure lady. Grinning, she started to undress him. She made short work of his shoes and socks and tie and shirt. Blushing but eager, Howard cooperated as she tugged off his t-shirt.
Then she knelt before him and unbuckled his pants. Her hands shook with eagerness, but she finally managed to unzip his fly and help him out of his pants. There remained only his jockey shorts, obscenely tented with his cock-stand. Jane's hands were actually sweating with lusty excitement as she whisked his shorts down and helped him step out of them.
Very slowly she raised her eyes, hoping she wouldn't be disappointed. She wasn't. Howard had a super cock, eight inches or more in length, standing up stiffly. It looked almost as thick as her wrist. The huge knobby head of his prick was engorged and purple, and his swollen nut sacs were rosy and thatched with fine brown hairs. Jane felt her aroused cunt gush another flood of hot juice.
Howard had the biggest, most exciting-looking cock she'd ever seen, and she wanted it right NOW. Taking his hand, she hurried him over to the bed. They climbed on and embraced each other hungrily, his iron-hard prick butting her belly and leaving little wet spots. Jane's cunt was gushing uncontrollably, smearing her thighs with sticky cream. She could hardly wait to take his cock.
"Christ, I've had so many fantasies about doing this," Howard panted. "You don't know how many times you got fucked in my dreams."
Jane grinned at him. She loved it when he cast aside his reserve and his modesty and talked dirty to her. This was a whole different Howard Martin whom she hadn't known about till now. The shy and modest teacher looked like he was going to be a tiger in bed. She certainly hoped so.
Howard eased Jane onto her back and opened her legs. She couldn't stop blushing, but she didn't resist, either. He gawked at her lush scarlet pussy with its fine fringe of brown curls. Then he knelt between her outstretched thighs. His huge cock weaved lewdly, heavily from its thick brown bush. Jane moaned with lust, eagerly waiting for the first hard thrust of his prick.
But to her surprise Howard didn't start fucking her. He took her long shapely legs and brought them up over his shoulders. He slipped his hands under her taut little ass and raised her till her steamy pussy touched his mouth. Jane gawked-she never would have believed that meek, shy Howard would eat pussy.
But he did. Out flashed his gleaming red tongue, and it lashed and tickled the whole slick length of her slit. He licked her firmly, confidently, with just the right touch. Jane gave a shrill squeal of pleasure, and more thick cream gushed from her little cunt-mouth. Howard lapped it up and swallowed it, then trailed his tongue right down to her tiny clenched asshole and -rimmed it swiftly.
"Oh, my God, Howard," Jane gasped, quivering with pleasure, "where did you learn to do that?"
He looked at her and blushed. "I'm kind of ashamed to admit it," he said, "but since I'm so shy about asking for dates, I usually go to hookers. They've taught me a lot. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, darling," Jane said.
And she really didn't mind. It was a relief to know that he had no other girlfriends, and his adventures with hookers made her feel less guilty about her experience with the boys. But best of all, those hookers had taught him damned well. He ate pussy expertly.
He tongued his way from her asshole right up to the hot red button of her clit. He fastened his lips around the slick lump and sucked it. Jane groaned with ecstasy and creamed all over his jerking chin. She couldn't have been more happy. Though she loved Howard, she'd been afraid he'd be a dud in bed. She needn't have worried.
He sucked hard and fast on her clit, and Jane moaned, "Oh, darling, that's wonderful. I love that."
Her supersensitive joy button was gripped firmly between his lips, bathed with his hot saliva, tickled with his stiff tongue-tip. It felt marvelous, and in a very few seconds Jane exploded into orgasm. As her body began to rock, Howard tightened his grip on her ass and held her in place as she came, sucking fast on her squirting clit. Jane almost fainted with pleasure:
"My God," she sighed when it was over, "that was fantastic. Can't I do something for you now?" She boldly eyed his enormous rigid cock.
"Uh-uh," Howard grinned, "I'm not through with you yet, lady. I could go on eating your pussy all night." ,."
He slammed his flushed face into her gash once more, and Jane felt his long thick tongue dipping stiffly into her cunt. She moaned delightedly and arched her pussy up even higher, helping him. He worked his tongue clear to the root in her juicy little twat, his wriggling tongue-tip tickling her womb.
"Ohhhh, YES," Jane wailed.
He started jerking his thick tongue in her box, up and down, hard and fast. Jane creamed furiously, the hot juice boiling around his tongue and overfIowing her tight little twat. As he worked his tongue in her, his nose rubbed her greedy little clit, and all that delicious stimulus soon brought her off again.
"EEEEEEE," Jane shrieked.
Howard kept roughly tongue-fucking her as she came, and it was the most explosive orgasm of her life. Chet had been awfully good at eating pussy, but not as good as Howard. Howard had a whole bunch of hidden talents that nobody at school would have imagined. He was a secret tiger, and Jane was delighted with him.
When her climax was over and she was limp and panting, Howard maneuvered her onto her hands and knees. Jane cooperated blissfully, wondering what delicious surprise he had for her next. He knelt behind her, and she felt his hot moist breath fanning her slit. Then his wet tongue-tip started rimming the little wrinkled mouth of her asshole.
"HOWARD," Jane squealed, blushing furiously.
She heard him chuckle, and then he popped the stiff tip of his tongue inside her asshole. She gasped. Howard Martin, sticking his tongue up a woman's ass? She could hardly believe it. The modest bespectacled teacher, who blushed at any naughty word in class, seemed ready and able to do any kinky thing in bed.
"MY GOD," Jane moaned.
He was steadily working his thick hot tongue deeper into her asshole. It felt fantastically good. She'd just had two orgasms, yet she was achingly horny again. She creamed furiously as he thrust his tongue as far as it could go in her tight pungent brownie. When he began jerking his tongue in cock-like motions, Jane went wild with pleasure.
"Ahhhh, God, YES," she howled, "move your tongue in my ass. Oh, Howard, I love it, I LOVE IT."
Clawing the bed, panting, moaning, Jane took the incredibly delicious thrusts of his wet tongue deep in her sensitive bumhole. She knew it wouldn't take her long to get off that way, and it didn't. Very soon she was wailing with her third climax of the night. And they'd only been in bed fifteen minutes! She had no doubt that she'd never need another man, not if she had Howard.
At last she collapsed, panting and fulfilled, and his tongue popped from her asshole. "Oh, Howard," Jane moaned, "I'm exhausted. Let me do something for you now."
"Just what did you have in mind?" he said with a leer.
Jane leered right back. "Sucking your cock," she said boldly.
"I think I can permit that," he grinned.
He flopped onto his back, and Jane knelt beside him, admiring his lean firm body and hair-matted chest. His giant cock pointed stiffly at the ceiling, leaking big bright globs of juice. Saliva rushed to her mouth, and she couldn't get to him fast enough. She brought her mouth down around his rigid thick meat and took it clear to her throat. She began sucking him furiously.
"Oh, JESUS," Howard gasped. "Yes, yes, baby, blow me, suck me."
His excitement added to hers. Her head bobbed up and down swiftly, her thick brown hair flying, and her large full tits wobbled wildly. She was able to take more than half his huge cock by allowing the swollen head into her throat. She bathed his throbbing prick with her steamy saliva, lashed it with her tongue.
"God, that's good," Howard whined. "Eat me, baby, eat me."
Jane hardly had to be urged. She couldn't get enough of his big silky-skinned cock and tasty dribbling juices. As she went on furiously blowing him, a naughty idea came to her.
She reached down and cupped his enormous swollen balls. She began to massage the furry sacs gently but steadily, and Howard moaned his enjoyment. But there was even more she wanted to do to him. With her free hand she felt around in his crotch till she found the tight wrinkled mouth of his asshole. She pressed the tip of her little finger against it and popped it inside.
"CHRIST," Howard yelped. "Oh, Jesus, yes, put your finger up my ass."
That was just what Jane had in mind. Still sucking loudly on his cock and massaging his balls, she worked her little finger to the hilt in his fiery-hot clinging asshole. She began to jerk her finger up and down, and Howard wailed and almost rose off the bed. His hot tasty cock juice flowed faster and faster, and Jane hungrily gulped every drop.
"Oh, shit, that's fantastic," Howard panted, "but you better stop before I come in your mouth."
Jane wouldn't have minded eating his come, not at all, but for their first time together she wanted to take his load in her cunt, not her mouth. She popped her little finger out of his steamy asshole, released his balls, and let his huge swollen dick snap from her mouth. As soon as he was free, Howard grabbed for her and threw her down on her back.
Jane gave him a shameless wicked grin and opened her legs as wide as she could. Hair rumpled, face flushed, Howard knelt between her legs and wedged the enormous purple head of his cock into the tiny gripping mouth of her cunt. He pushed in about an inch, then went still, looking down at her with glazed horny eyes. Jane wriggled impatiently on the impalement of his cock-head.
"My God, Howard," she panted, "don't stop now. Put your cock all the way in me. FUCK ME."
He grinned broadly. "Okay," he said. "I just wanted to hear you say that."
"Bastard," Jane laughed. "I've heard of cock-teasers, but not cunt-teasers."
"I'll never tease you again," Howard assured her.
He eased himself down on her, and as he did so, his hugely thick cock glided up her clinging juicy box. She was stuffed so full, she was almost breathless, and her tiny cunt-mouth seemed stretched to bursting. But she loved it. Never had she taken a cock so big, never had she been so excited about fucking a man.
"OOOOOOO," she wailed.
"My cock's not too big for you, is it?" Howard panted.
"Are you kidding?" Jane said with a blissful moan. "It's perfect, fantastic. Now fuck me, Howard Martin, and fuck me HARD."
He chuckled and did just what she wanted, slamming his giant cock furiously in her snug silk-lined twat. Each powerfulthrust butted her womb and knocked the breath from her, but still she loved it. She clung to him, wailing her delight. At last she had a super stud who could fuck away all the frustration of her long lonely years. She'd never need anyone else but Howard.
"Ohhhh, it's so good," Jane moaned, jerking her pussy in time to his strokes. "Don't ever stop."
"Well, we're going to have to stop for awhile," Howard sighed.
"Why?" Jane demanded.
"To get married," he said.
"All right," Jane said, "but let's make it as quick as we can. I want to get back to THIS."
"Slut," Howard laughed.
"That's right, darling," Jane purred, "but only for YOU."