Chapter 16

Johnny Q. kept his part of the bargain, and Ivy's class passed their final exams. Everything seemed to be fine except that Ivy felt that Mister Daniels was suspicious about her class's complete turn about.

Ivy watched the boys and girls file out of the classroom. Looking out over the sea of one-armed desks, she saw Henry still lounging in his seat. "Aren't you leaving Henry?"

"I thought I'd do the blackboard for you, Miss Crane," he said.

"Oh sure, Henry, go right ahead." Ivy watched the well-built bearded youth saunter toward the blackboard. He cleaned the entire board, turned toward Ivy and told her to take off her dress.

"What?" Ivy gasped, unsure that she'd heard him correctly. He told her that he'd heard some rumors about her and he wanted to find out if they were true. "Get the dress off," he said again. This time he took a long knife from his boot and held the pointed end near her throat.

Knowing that she couldn't reason with the boy, she took her dress off and stood before him with just her underclothes on. "Look, can't we do this some other time? This isn't quite the place or time," she said.

As if he hadn't heard her plea, he said, "Nice ass, doll."

"Do you want these off?" She meant her garter belt and stockings.

"Definitely. I want you naked," he said, grinning broadly.

Ivy took off her garter belt and nylons. "These, too?" she asked, pointing to her bra and panties.

"Yep."

Even though she was angry at the boy for doing this, her vaginal juices were already flowing freely. When she was naked she saw him staring at her pussy. He opened his pants and brought forth his stiff prick. Ivy laughed to herself because he was aroused, too. She could see the strings of pre-coital fluid dripping from the head of his hot cock. She let him sit her down in her chair and slip his cock into her mouth. Ivy didn't fight him, she allowed him to push his good-size prick all the way into her mouth.

Henry held on to Ivy's head while he fucked her willing mouth with his cock. In moments he was panting and trembling. He was no longer a tough hood, he was a quivering lover.

Ivy's hands went to the boy's jean-covered ass cheeks. She pushed down his jeans and briefs and got her fingers into his moist ass crack. The boy caught his breath and bucked forward as her finger found his asshole and slipped inside. His surging prick found the back of her mouth where it exploded violently and gorged her mouth with sperm. Ivy grasped his ass tightly and swallowed his come.

Henry couldn't believe his luck. He'd just gotten blown by his English teacher! It was one thing to have a girl his own age suck his whang, but this was something else. Not letting her get dressed, he positioned Ivy on her back atop her desk. He then lay atop her body and prodded at her slit with his semi-erect cock. After a few seconds of sensuous rubbing his pricked swelled again. He worked his cock into her hole and screwed her like a professional stud. It took ten minutes of frantic fucking for him to come in her cunt. And much to Ivy's surprise, she went off with him.

The next thing Ivy knew the boy was dusting her body with the blackboard erasers. He pounded the erasers against her tits, her belly, her cunt, her thighs until he had created a cloud of chalk dust around her body. He laughed like a maniac as the chalk dust clung to her body, causing her to appear to be a cadaver. Soon she was laughing along with Henry. The scene was exciting, different, and fun.

Ivy let the boy turn her onto her tummy. He then smacked her ass cheeks with the erasers, he beat her until she wanted to cry out, but she was afraid someone might hear her and come and find them like this. Finally, the boy threw the erasers down and pushed a piece of writing chalk up her ass. Ivy squirmed and squealed softly at the violation but didn't really try to stop him. He began fucking the piece of chalk back and forth in her hole, still laughing at the whole thing. He was amazed at how far he had gotten with her. He'd come in her mouth, screwed her cunt, and was now shoving a piece of chalk back and forth in her ass.

Getting an idea, he picked up the jar of India ink from the desk and poured the murky liquid all over Ivy's ass and thighs. Ivy yelped and squealed as the cool liquid trickled down through her ass crack and down over the lips of her cunt. Still laughing like a madman, Henry left the room.