Chapter 6

Jody Miller was a quarterback on the Hawthorne High School football team, and by the time the second semester started, he had become Joanna's most pressing problem.

She found herself obsessed with the idea of fucking the boy. The intensity of the obsession frightened her. .

She remembered that at the last school where she had taught, she'd had a similar problem. She just couldn't seem to keep her eyes off the bulge in the teenager's crotch or the play of muscles in his brawny arms and chest and shoulders.

He was a constant problem for her. She gradually realized that unless she did something about Jody Miller there was no way she could concentrate on her teaching duties.

Despite her resolve to avoid entanglements with students, she decided she just had to make an exception.

There was something a little strange about Jody. Joanna had the feeling that he realized how much he turned her on. His eyes also told her that he was aware of her as a woman.

Sometimes she had the impression that he was laughing at her, as though he knew she was a hot piece of ass, ready for some heavy fucking.

We'll see who's ready for what, she thought with a smile. Jody Miller wouldn't be the first high school student to get into her pants, and she knew she could depend on her experience to keep her on top of things.

God, how she liked football players!

They all looked as though they had monster cocks! She wondered if Jody Miller was as well hung as the bulge in his jeans promised.

Joanna, you're a slut! she giggled to herself.

Joanna searched for a way to get things started with Jody, but the teenager himself took the initiative. He came to her one day and asked if he could stay after class and get some special instruction.

Joanna quickly realized that this was the opportunity she had been waiting for.

"Of course," she said. "Why don't you meet me here this afternoon after football practice? We'll have the place to ourselves, and I'll go over the assignment with you."

"Gee, that's great, Miss Calvin." Jody grinned, his eyes raking over the swell of her tits and finally fixing on the points of her nipples where they pushed at the material of her thin blouse.

Joanna let him have a long look at her tits, and then she turned away.

"Make sure you don't forget," she said. "I'm going to be waiting for you."

As he walked out the door, she felt her pussy quivering and moistening with cuntjuice. Just talking to the little bastard had turned her on!

Squeezing her tits in her hands, she pinched her tingling nipples and wondered if she'd make it through the day without coming in her pantyhose. Just thinking about fucking with Jody Miller was enough to bring her off!

At four-thirty that afternoon, Jody Miller entered the room where Joanna had her desk and locker and closed the door behind him.

"I didn't forget," he said, grinning.

Joanna nodded. She was so damn nervous she was almost trembling.

"Lock the door," she said. "We don't want to be disturbed, do we?"

Jody shrugged and snapped the lock on the door. When he turned to face Joanna again, she pushed her chair back from the desk and crossed her legs.

Her dress slipped back along her thigh. She smiled when she saw the hot lust in his eyes as he gazed at her knee and thigh.

She decided it wouldn't do him any harm to tease him a little. As usual, she wasn't wearing panties and had removed her pantyhose.

Letting her dress slide back as far as she dared, she nervously uncrossed and crossed her legs again as Jody sat down facing her and began talking about his study problems.

"I'm having trouble understanding some of the details," he said.

Joanna doubted that he could actually see her pussy, but the expression of sheer lust that came over the boy's face told her he had seen enough.

"Let's get to work," she said. "Why don't you pull your chair up over here, and sit next to me so that we can look at the book together?"

Jody eagerly shifted his chair. A moment later

Joanna quivered as she felt his muscular thigh pressing against hers.

They began talking about his homework assignment. The boy was soon fidgeting with desire as he breathed in the heady scent of her perfume.

Joanna chided him for not concentrating. "You've got other things on your mind," she accused. "I suppose that it's girls."

He looked at her with a wicked glint in his eyes. "Not really," he said. "But there's a woman."

"A woman?"

"Yes," Jody said, his eyes raking over her tits, and his lips twisting into a smirk.

"Anyone I know?" Joanna said softly.

"Yeah," Jody chuckled. "You know her real well."

"Really?"

"The woman is you, Miss Calvin. I just can't stop thinking about you. Is that wrong?"

He was maintaining a false innocence. She knew that. He might be only a teenager, but he was obviously experienced.

"I'm flattered," Joanna said, "but don't you think you're a little young for me?"

She put her hand on his thigh and trembled at the feel of his hard muscles.

"What has age got to do with liking someone?" he said.

With a sigh she rose up. "I thought you wanted me to help you with your assignment," she said.

Jody got up, too, to stand close to her, and they gazed into each other's eyes. He put his hand on her wrist.

With a soft whimper, Joanna melted into his arms. "This is awful," she said. "I don't know why I'm doing this. We've got to be careful. Oh, God, you feel so strong!"

Jody's hands moved around to clutch her asscheeks. Joanna pushed her belly against the hard bulge of his cock. Their lips fused in a kiss.

She squirmed against him, pumping her pussy against the thrust of his cock. She trembled at the feel of his rigid prick pushing at her like a baseball bat.

Pushing him away briefly, she moaned, "You can't tell anyone about this, Jody. It has to be our secret."

"Aw, I won't tell anyone, Miss Calvin. Honest!"

He grabbed her close again. She could feel the wetness on the insides of her thighs. Her clit was hard and quivering. She moaned softly as he pushed his tongue into her mouth.

They sucked and bit at each other's lips, their arms wrapped tightly around each other, his tongue plunging back and forth in her receptive mouth as their crotches feverishly ground together.

When at last she pulled her mouth away from his, Joanna groaned and slipped her hand down to feel the outline of his hard cock through his jeans.

"You feel so good," she purred. "So nice and hard!"

She ran her fingertips up and down his rigid cockshaft. She pinched his cockhead through the denim, squeezing his hard prick and mewling with pleasure as she realized his cock was as big as she had imagined.

"Let's get your prick out!" she hissed. "I'm going to rot in hell anyway!"

Her fingers worked frantically at his zipper. When she at last had his fly open, she quickly worked her hand inside and brought Out his huge throbbing fuckpole.

His pink cockhead looked swollen and angry. A gob of clear cockjuice oozed out of his pisshole and dropped onto the floor.

"Jesus, what a prick!" she crooned.

"It's all yours, Miss Calvin!" he croaked.

She fondled and tickled his rampant cock-meat, her fingers fluttering up and down his quivering cockshaft. She pinched his cockhead and squeezed the base of his prick. She slipped her hand back into his fly to scoop out his balls.

She finally tugged at his belt.

"Your clothes do come off, don't they?" she teased.

"Huh?"

"Take your jeans down," she purred. "Quick! I want that cock out where I can get at it!"

The boy grinned. "You are sure hot, Miss Calvin. How about showing me those big tits of yours? I'll just bet you've got the nicest tits of any teacher in the school!"

"Have you seen any of the others?" she asked with a smirk.

"Nope," he grunted. "Not interested in the others."

Joanna snickered, her eyes fixed on his pink, throbbing cock as he worked at his belt and finally dropped his jeans and shorts down to his ankles.

God, what a healthy animal he was!

Her cunt pulsated and gushed cuntjuice as she gazed at his fuck-meat.

When Jody reached out to grab her tits, she giggled and moved forward to help him.

"Go ahead," she said. "Get your hands on me. Get your hands on my tits. You think they're nice, do you? Let's see how good you are at sucking tit!"

She realized she was taking a chance, getting wild like this in a classroom, but she no longer cared.

The boy had turned her on, all her valves were wide open, and her cunt was on fire. There was no turning back. There was no way she could stop now.

She shuddered with pleasure as his big hands worked over her tits. He squeezed her tits, pinching her nipples between his fingers and then lifting her tits through her blouse. He bounced them until she moaned and closed her eyes.

Her fingers flew madly as she unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra to make her tits available to his hands.

"Do you like my tits?" she purred.

"They're beautiful!"

"Do you want to suck them?"

"Christ, do I!"

He lifted her tits, rolling her nipples in his fingers, kneading her tit-flesh as her hands once more sought out his dripping cock.

She purred with approval as he leaned forward to gobble up a mouthful of tit-flesh.

"Oh, yes, baby, that's good! Suck my tit! Suck my tit hard!"

He lapped and licked at her swollen nipple,* chewing and biting at her tender flesh until she groaned and cried out for him to take it easy.

"Gently," she said. "Gently."

The boy slurped at her nipple and once more suctioned her tit into his mouth. He chewed gently and gobbled until she forced him to release that one and move to the other one.

"Always treat them alike," she giggled. "It won't do to have any favorites!"

He was experienced enough to get his hand under her skirt as he continued sucking at her tits. She moved her legs apart to give him room, and in a moment his fingers slid into the wet swamp of her pussy and pinched her swollen dripping cuntlips.

"You don't have any pants on!" he croaked.

"I like to feel free," Joanna said, giggling.

She gyrated her ass, pumping her pussy at his hand and moaning with pleasure as he rubbed and massaged her hairy cunt.

When he found her clit, he went to town. He tickled and rubbed and stroked her little clit until she shuddered and spasmed and came on his hand.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm coming!" she moaned. "Oh, my God! My God! Oh, don't stop! Don't stop!"

"Was that nice?" he snickered when she finally slumped against him.

"You little fucker!" she groaned. "You really know how to do that, don't you?"

The boy's answer was to bite down on her tit and make her squeal with pleasure. Joanna fucked her cunt on his hand, humping and squirming as he brought her off again.

A deep groan of wild lust rumbled out of her throat when he pushed two fingers into her sopping pussy and began finger-fucking her steaming cunt with rapid piston-like thrusts.

She finally pushed him away. She wanted more than just finger-fucking.

Her eyes glittering, she boosted herself up on the desk top and pulled her skirt back to reveal her naked cunt.

The boy gazed with wild, hot eyes at her hairy, wet cunt.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" he whispered. "What a pussy!"

Joanna giggled. She knew she looked just like a foldout in a girlie magazine. After she had taken off her pantyhose, she had put on a black lace garter belt and black sheer nylons, and they erotically framed her dark, hairy cunt.

She licked her lips and squirmed on the desk top, offering him her overheated pussy.

"Come on, lover," she said. "Suck it! Suck my cunt! Pull over a chair, and sit down and have some lunch! Eat my dripping lunch box!"

The boy sat down on a chair, draped her legs over his shoulders, and feasted his eyes on her gaping cunt.

"Jesus!" he hissed. "What an offer!"

Leaning back on the desk top on one elbow, Joanna slipped a hand down to her crotch and pried her cuntlips open for him.

"Tongue my pussy!" she hissed. "Get your tongue in there and suck! You know how to suck, don't you?"

He looked at her and grinned. "You sure are a hot bitch, Miss Calvin!"

Joanna chuckled. "Well, we've come this far, I suppose you can call me Joanna. Now get in there and eat pussy, honey!"

He swooped down, plastering his mouth over her wet cunt-flesh. He licked at her clit and shoved his tongue into her brimming cunthole. He sucked and slurped at her wet pussy until Joanna cried out with pleasure.

"Suck my pussy!" she moaned. "Suck my cunt! Suck me out!"

She pumped her ass against his face, smearing her wet pussy over his nose and lips and chin.

A shudder ran through her body as he started working on her clit with his vibrating tongue.

"Oh, God, yes! Do my clit! Oh, yes, just like that! Don't stop! Don't stop!"

The boy sucked and licked at her oozing cunt until she cried out.

"Oh, God! Oh, Jesus! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!"

Her body stiffened as she spasmed convulsively against his mouth. Spasm after spasm ripped through her pussy and convulsed her body.

At the end of the last spasm she grabbed his head and forced his face against her dripping cunt as the final spasm racked her body.

When Jody at last pulled his mouth away from her cunt, he stood up and looked down with a grin.

"Now's it's your turn, Joanna. Now you can suck me off!"