Chapter 8
Jane felt her pussy heating to fever pitch as Greg and Willie fucked harder and harder in her cunt and asshole. In her excitement she sucked ever faster on Chet's silky throbbing prick. The boys were all moaning, and she would have joined them if her mouth hadn't been stuffed with cock.
Vaguely she was aware that what they were doing was immoral, outrageous. All hell would break loose if any of the other boys came and found them. She could imagine the headlines in the town newspaper-TEACHER HAS ORGY WITH STUDENTS. But what could she do about it now? The orgy was in full swing, and the boys weren't about to stop.
Jane wasn't about to stop, either. No matter what the consequences, this was the most fantastic sexual experience of her life, and she meant to live it to the full. She let herself go, and soon she felt the blinding explosion of pleasure deep in her cunt. Her body rocked violently, and her cunt and asshole squeezed jerking cock-meat. She sucked furiously on Chet's dick.
"Awwwwww, Christ," Chet yelped.
Suddenly Jane's mouth was full of the boy's steamy come. She had to swallow it or choke. At the same moment as she was gulping Chet's come, Willie and Greg shot their sizzling loads into her twat and bumhole. The quartet rocked and moaned together till the boys' pricks went limp and empty. Panting, they crawled away from Jane and found their clothes.
Jane couldn't stop blushing, thinking of the incredible thing she'd just done. Dizzily she got to her feet and started to dress. "You boys had better get back to camp now," she said lamely.
"Right," Greg grinned. "We'll see you tonight, miss Parker. Don't pitch your tent close to the other guys, okay?"
"Tonight?" Jane gasped.
But the boys were already on their way, and she didn't get an explanation. Not that she really needed one. She knew they'd want to fuck her again while they still had the chance. This was the last night of the hike. Tomorrow they'd be in town again, and they must have known that Jane couldn't risk carrying on with them there.
Which raised another dilemma-how would things be when they got home? Could the boys resist the urge to brag about balling her? Would they really leave her alone, or would they blackmail her into more sex? And could she live with her own conscience after what she'd done? Jane's head spun with problems.
But she told herself there was no point in worrying about it now. She couldn't predict or control what would happen back in town. She could only try to keep calm and not anger her young lovers. Her whole future depended on them keeping quiet about her scandalous behavior. Miserably she gathered up her things and returned to camp.
Obeying Greg's orders, Jane pitched her tent well away from where the Troopers were sleeping. There was a grove of trees between her and the boys, so her three lovers could come and go without being seen. She just prayed they wouldn't all come to her tent at once. That would be pretty crowded, not to mention embarrassing.
She wished there was some way she could get out of tonight's obligation. She couldn't deny that she needed and enjoyed the sex, but she was coming to understand that sex alone wasn't enough. She needed affection, too, a man her own age whom she could love and trust. She thought longingly of Howard Martin. There was still their dinner date to look forward to, and then perhaps she could make some progress with him.
But first there was tonight's ordeal to get through. Jane stripped naked, knowing she'd eventually have to do it anyway, and lay down on top of her sleeping bag. It grew late, and the Troopers' chatter died away. Soon all she could hear was owls and the rush of the river. Then her tent flap opened and Willie walked in.
"Hi, Miss Parker," he beamed.
"Oh, uh, hello, Willie," Jane said, reddening.
The boy looked with delight at her luscious naked body. She saw the fly of his jeans fill and bulge. Then he was fumbling out of his clothes, tripping over them in his haste to get to her. His magnificent eight-inch cock was standing straight up, and the engorged purple head was dribbling thick bubbles of juice. He approached her with a big grin.
"We drew lots to see who'd get to come to you first," he said. "I got lucky."
Jane could only nod. Conversation seemed ludicrous in this situation. Willie lay down beside her and began kissing and fondling her big hot silky tits. It felt pleasant, but she was still very nervous. She felt like an unpaid whore, lending her body to one boy after another. Again she thought wistfully of how nice it would be to settle down with one man-specifically Howard Martin.
But she couldn't concentrate on that fantasy very long. Willie was distracting her, kissing her tall sleek body all over, panting with excitement. His big swollen cock nudged her thigh, leaving sticky juice. In spite of herself, she felt growing arousal. Willie's big dick had felt so good to her before.
"Miss Parker," he said shyly, "I'd really like to do what Chet did to you today. You know, eat your pussy."
He blushed, and so did Jane. But there was only one possible answer to his request. She had to cooperate with him, do whatever he wanted, in order to buy his silence. Besides, she might as well admit it to herself-she'd love to have him go down on her. Nothing felt so good as having her pussy licked.
"All right, Willie," she said bashfully.
"Oh, BOY," he grinned.
There was no point in being modest. They both knew what was going to happen. Without waiting for him to do it, Jane opened her legs wide and drew them back at the knees, fully revealing her lush red slit with its delicate fringe of brown curls. Willie eagerly flattened himself between her legs and slipped his hands under her pert little ass just the way he'd seen Chet do.
Jane lay back submissively, quivering with eagerness as she waited to feel his tongue on her pussy. She didn't have to wait long. Soon she felt the scalding wet touch. Willie imitated Chet, lapping up and down the whole length of her gash, from her hot little clit right down to her small wrinkled asshole. It felt marvelous.
Ummmmm," Jane sighed.
"You like that, Miss Parker?" Willie said in a muffled voice.
Why be modest? She wouldn't be kidding anyone. "Yes, Willie," she said huskily, "I like it very much."
Willie beamed. He adored Miss Parker and took great pride in turning her on. Eagerly he returned to his first try at pussy-eating, running his tongue up the moist tasty length of her snatch. To his delight, she purred with pleasure, and her little cunt-mouth to drool its hot cream.
Willie remembered what else Chet had done. He located the gleaming little lump of her clit and began to flick and tease it with the tip of his tongue. Miss Parker gave a squeal of delight, and more hot sticky juice leaked from her twat to wet his chin. Very pleased with himself, Willie tongued her clit faster and faster.
Jane let herself go. There was no point in pretense. All three boys knew how deeply lusty she was, how needy, and how passionate. She had nothing to hide from them. And she was determined that this would be her last night with them, too, so why not enjoy it? She didn't know what she'd do for sex when she got back to town-she didn't even like to think about that.
So she lay there moaning and squealing while Willie ate her pussy. It was such a delicate sensation to have her greedy little clit tongued fast and hard. Soon her cunt-cream was flowing like a steamy river, and she was hovering on the brink of climax. Willie's wet tongue lashed furiously on her throbbing hot clit.
Willie remembered Chet sucking on Miss Parker's pretty little red clit, and he decided to try that himself. He pressed his lips to the pulsing button and drew it into the heat and wetness of his mouth. Miss Parker groaned with pleasure. When he began sucking fast and loud on her clit, she went wild.
"OHHHHHH," Jane wailed, "yes, YES, suck meeee."
She was being shameless, and she knew it, but she didn't care. Not tonight. This would be the last night of the biggest sexual adventure of her life, and she was going to live it to the full. Back in town she'd have to return to her lonely sexless existence-she had no choice if she wanted to protect her career and reputation. So at this moment she was grabbing all the pleasure she could get.
"Ummmmm, suck me, Willie," she whined, "it feels so GOOD."
Willie's eager lips pressed and released her horny little clit again and again. Jane felt the pleasure building in her pussy to an almost unbearable degree, and then it all exploded in a body-rocking orgasm. She screeched with ecstasy and creamed all over the boy's face as the powerful spasms shook her.
"EEEEEE," Jane wailed, "EEEEEE."
Willie dutifully kept sucking her clit while she came. He felt very proud of himself for bringing her off. But now it was time to get some pleasure for himself. His young cock was stiff almost to bursting, and he could hardly wait to sink it into the steamy pulp of Miss Parker's cunt. He waited till her spasms had died away, then rose to his knees.
"Can I ball you now, Miss Parker?" he panted. "Please?"
Jane blushed at his language but shyly nodded her permission. Beaming, Willie eased his husky body down on top of her and poked the swollen head of his cock against the steamy slick flesh of her gash. Again he had trouble finding the target, his hard pointed cock-head skidding around. But before Jane could make up her mind to help him, he managed to wedge the fat head of his prick into the small moist mouth of her cunt. He snorted with excitement and pushed into her.
"Ahhhhhhh," Jane sighed.
Willie's exceptionally thick long cock felt wonderful in her famished little twat. It stuffed her completely, stretching her cunt-mouth and butting her womb. As the hotly aroused boy began to work his meat in her fast and hard, she was in total bliss. Wanting to take his cock as deep as she could, she threw her legs around his back and locked them there.
"Ohhhhh, it's so good, darling," she gasped. "Your cock is so big. Yes, fuck me, Willie, FUCK ME."
"Oh, Miss Parker, WOW," Willie moaned.
His mind was blown by the scene. It seemed like a dream come true to have his beautiful teacher naked in his arms, impaled on his rigid prick, and begging him to fuck her. He was too excited to be gentle, so he slammed his thick meat in and out of her juicy little cunt-hole with all the speed and force he could muster. Miss Parker howled with pleasure.
"Oh, my God, YES," she screamed, "yes, AHHHHH."
Willie's big and powerful cock got her off very quickly. He felt her fiery-hot cunt contracting around his prick, squeezing and milking it. She dug her nails into his shoulders and howled with delight. It was too much for Willie. Totally blissed out, he moaned and shot her tight little box full of steamy jism.
Their lust satisfied, Willie and Jane returned to their usual shy state. Willie blushed as he dressed, and he left with only a bashful little smile. Jane washed herself off and waited for her next visitor. She wished the ordeal was over, though she had to admit that it was tremendous fun balling Willie.
Still something was missing, the trust and affection she could have with a man her own age. Again she thought wistfully of Howard Martin. He was everything she wanted in a man, but did he want her? That little kiss on the cheek just before she left, that invitation to dinner-surely it must mean something. She could hardly wait to get back to town and see him again.
Jane's thoughts about Howard Martin were interrupted when Chet entered her tent. She was surprised. It wasn't like Greg to accept last place. Chet leered at her and began taking off his clothes. Jane, already naked, lay down on the sleeping bag and waited for him, her face pink with embarrassment. Chet's seven-inch prick was hard as a rock, ready for action.
"Oh, boy," he said gleefully, "I can hardly wait to get it on with you, Miss Parker."
That remark only made her more embarrassed. Jane quivered nervously as the wiry little black-haired kid crawled onto the bed beside her. He swept her into his arms and began kissing and pawing her all over, and Jane soon relaxed. She remembered that Chet was the most skilled lover of the three boys. She wondered how a teenage kid had learned so much about sex. And since she was discarding all her inhibitions tonight, why not ask?
"Chet," she said, "I couldn't help noticing that you know more about love-making than the other boys. How did that happen?"
Chet reddened but grinned. "Aw, there was this lady I worked for," he began-and proceeded to tell her all about his adventure with the horny divorcee the previous summer.
Jane was both shocked and turned on by the story. Apparently she wasn't the only older woman in town who went for teenage boys. She could imagine the fun and excitement the woman had in taking Chet's cherry and teaching him all about sex. Yes, it would have been very fun-and very wicked. But at least Jane was reaping the results of the woman's teaching.
"But she wasn't nearly as pretty as you, Miss Parker," Chet concluded. "She was kinda fat, and she had real little tits, and-"
"Now, Chet," Jane interrupted with a smile, "don't knock her. You were very lucky for a boy your age, and she taught you very well."
"Yeah, you're right," Chet admitted. "I won't put her down any more. It's just that you're so beautiful, Miss Parker. You really turn me on."
He buried his flushed face against her big heaving boobs and began to kiss and lick the satiny globes. He tongue-lashed her little rosy nipples into stiffness, squeezed and molded her jugs. Thanks to his divorcee lover, he wasn't too rough or too gentie. He soon had Jane quivering with need, even though she'd just come with Willie.
"Listen, Miss Parker," Chet said eagerly, "there's something I'd really like to try. Remember how you sucked my cock this afternoon?"
Jane's face flamed. How could she forget? "Y-Yes, Chet," she stammered.
"Well, I'd really dig it if you'd do that again," he said, "and while you're doing it, I'll go down on you."
Jane looked puzzled. "How could we do both at the same time?" she said.
Chet laughed and said, "Jeeze, Miss Parker, haven't you ever heard of sixty-nine? Aw, well, no problem-I'll show you."
It was pretty embarrassing to know less about sex than a kid, but Jane was certainly willing to learn. Chet instructed her to crouch over him while he lay on his back, only backwards, so that her head was poised above his cock and her pussy was right over his face. Jane got the idea very quickly.
"Far out," Chet panted. "Let's do it."
Jane felt his stiff hot tongue spearing into her cunt. The pleasure was instant and powerful. Chet tongue-fucked her hard and fast, lapping up her fragrant cream as it gushed around his tongue. Jane was so dizzy with pleasure that for a moment she forgot that she had work to do, too. Then Chet's rigid weeping cock nudged her chin.
She looked down at the pale stiff cock. The head of his cock was swollen and deep red, and its little slit-mouth was oozing a steady stream of juice. She remembered how delicious his come had tasted that afternoon, and hot saliva rushed to her mouth. She brought her lips down, opened them, and sucked his dick in as far as she could.
"Awwwww, YEAH," Chet yelped. "Yeah, Miss Parker, suck my cock."
Jane managed to take in more than half his seven-inch prick, and she sucked on it loudly and greedily. She really got off on cock-sucking, she discovered. His dick was warm and silky, fun to suck, and his dribbling juice tasted good. Soon her head was bobbing up and down furiously as she eagerly blew him.
Meanwhile Chet had thrust his tongue deep into her cunt again and was tongue-fucking her briskly. With that kind of kinky excitement, it didn't take either of them long to get off. Less than five minutes had passed, and Jane's fragrant cunt-cream was streaming out around his tongue in a regular flood while she quivered on the verge of orgasm.
Chet was quivering, too, hardly able to keep from shooting his load into her hot juicy mouth. Unable to control himself any longer, he began to fuck her mouth, jerking his swollen meat swiftly up and down, butting her throat. Then Jane gave a muffled moan and started to come, her fiery little cunt squeezing his tongue.
"UMMMMM," she moaned.
He moaned, too, and shot his load, filling her mouth with delicious hot come. Jane willingly swallowed every bit of it, and when his limp cock finally slipped out of her mouth, she licked her lips to get the last drops of his tasty jism. Chet sighed blissfully and got up to dress.
"I sure wish I could stay with you longer, Miss Parker," he sighed, "but Greg doesn't like to wait."
He wasn't kidding. He was hardly out of the tent before Greg appeared. The handsome blond kid grinned at Jane and quickly stripped. She couldn't help admiring his perfectly formed young body. His pale seven-inch prick was stiff as steel, pointing to the peak of the tent proof. Although she'd just come like a bomb with Chet, Jane instantly felt horny again.
Greg fished in his jeans pocket and came up with a small tube of lubricating jelly. Casting Jane a hungry look, he said, "Bottoms up, Miss Parker."
Jane couldn't help blushing. Assuming he wanted to ball her dog-style, she obediently went to the sleeping bag and got on her hands and knees. She thrust her pert little ass up in the air and waited. Greg came over and knelt behind her, but she didn't feel the thrust of his prick. Instead she felt the cold jelly as he began to smear it on the tiny wrinkled mouth of her asshole.
"Greg, what in the world are you doing?" she squeaked.
She heard him chuckle. "I really got off today when I fucked you in the ass," he said. "I wanta try it again. I thought this jelly might help out."
As he spoke, he popped a jelly-smeared fingertip inside her tight little asshole. As he worked the jelly around inside, Jane felt wicked and powerful pleasure. Her bumhole was just as receptive, just as sensual, as her cunt. She was a little nervous about being balled in the ass, but she was excited, too.
When Greg had finished spreading the jelly inside and outside of the little clenched opening, he grasped Jane's hips and pressed the hard swollen head of his cock against her brownie. She felt the tiny opening stretch, then felt Greg's thick meat slowly gliding up her ass. It was a very tight fit, but it was dizzily exciting, too.
"Ohhhh, Christ," Greg whined, "tightest thing I ever fucked. Jesus, this is gonna be good."
Jane wasn't so sure. She was very aroused, yes, but Greg's rigid young cock felt so big in her bumhole that she was afraid she'd be torn and hurt. She quivered nervously as he worked his meat steadily deeper into her ass. At last he was in to the hilt, his hot swollen nut sacs resting against the firm little rounds of her butt. He gave a deep sigh of pleasure.
"I'm in," he panted. "Here goes."
He began working his jelly-slick cock up and down in the exquisite tightness of her asshole. Jane realized she'd have to be totally relaxed, otherwise she really would be torn. His swollen cock stuffed her fully and stretched the tiny mouth of her brownie almost to bursting. She relaxed as much as she could-and felt instant heady pleasure.
"Oooooo," she squealed.
"You like it, Miss Parker?" Greg said eagerly. "You like my dick in your ass?"
"My God, yes," Jane whined, "I love it Oh, yes, yes, Greg, fuck me in the ass. YES."
Tomorrow she'd be back in town, a lonely spinster again. But tonight she was an abandoned wicked slut-and loving every second of it.