Chapter 1
Jenny Walker kept glancing at the clock and praying the bell would ring. It was only - her second week of teaching, and she was beginning to wonder if she'd made a mistake in taking this job at Watson High School.
A rude, obscene noise came from the back of the room, where all the hoods sat. The class cracked up. Jenny reddened, trying to look calm and dignified. Then at last, to her great relief, the bell sounded.
"Class dismissed," she said.
Nobody heard her. The kids were already stampeding for the door. Jenny started gathering up her things when Grace Long, one of the better students, stopped by her desk.
"It's going to be okay, Miss Walker," the girl said. "The kids really like you. They're just testing you, to see if you can keep your cool."
"Thanks, Grace, I needed that." Jenny sighed. "Sometimes I wonder if this is an English class or a riot."
Grace left, and Jenny was about to lock up, when she realized that she wasn't alone in the room. One boy was still slouching in his chair at the back. Jenny shivered. It was Nick, the leader of the hoods, and he was grinning at her.
"Nick, I'm surprised," she said as calmly as she could. "It's Friday, and school's over. How come you're not running out to party?"
"Maybe I'd rather be with you, teacher," he sneered.
"I doubt that," Jenny said. "What do you want? If it's about your grades, I'm afraid you're in big trouble."
Nick eased his lanky body out of his chair and started for the front of the room where Jenny was standing. For the first time she noticed how tall he was. He was slim and rangy, but his muscles were well-developed. Nick could be dangerous.
"I don't wanta talk about my grades," he said roughly. "I never expected to graduate anyhow."
He walked right up to her. The petite brunette teacher stared up at him, feeling more nervous by the second. She shouldn't have come to teach in this big city high school. She realized that now. She should have taken her first job in a small town, where the kids were obedient and not so street-wise.
"So what is it, Nick?" she said. "Make it quick. I have to leave."
He grabbed her arm and held it painfully tight. Jenny gasped. Whatever Nick wanted, it had nothing to do with school work. He was leering at her, his eyes running up and down her shapely body. She tried to break free, but he only gripped her arm tighter. Suddenly Jenny knew she was in big trouble.
"Let go of me, Nick," she snapped. "I'll report this to the principal."
"You ain't reporting anything, teacher," he snarled. "You're gonna do just what I tell you, or I'm gonna hurt you worse than this."
Dragging her along with him, he locked the door to the classroom. Then he muscled her over to her desk, and with one sweep of his free arm he shoved everything off the desk top. He picked Jenny up and sat her on the edge of the desk.
"Nick, don't be foolish," she cried. "You could get into very big trouble for this."
He laughed bitterly. "Teacher, I been in trouble all my life," he said. "A little more won't make any difference. Now start taking off your clothes."
"Do what?" Jenny cried.
A menacing look from Nick silenced her. She knew she'd better do what he said. Already he'd left a bruise on her arm, and he could do a lot worse than that. She'd already noticed that most of the boys at Watson High carried knives.
Jenny's hand trembled as she began to unbutton her prim white cotton blouse. She understood now that she was going to be raped, yet she had trouble taking in that fact. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. As a matter of fact, at the age of twenty-three she was still a virgin.
Not very many people would have guessed that she'd never been to bed with a man before.
Jenny Walker was young, pretty, and stacked. Yet, she'd had very few dates and no steady boyfriend. She'd always been too shy and studious to date much.
Now it looked like she was going to get her sex education in a hurry. She removed her blouse, revealing an equally prim and plain bra. Nick sneered when he saw it. Jenny started to unhook her bra, then moaned and dropped her hands.
"Please don't make me do this, Nick," she said.
He pulled back his hand as if to hit her, and she quickly fumbled with her bra catch. She got it open and let the bra slide down off her arms. Nick's eyes widened hungrily when he saw her perfect round, grapefruit-sized tits.
"Yeah, nice," he commented. "You got real nice tits, teacher."
Jenny wondered if it was possible for her to blush any harder. She didn't think so. No man had ever seen her tits before. In fact her whole sex life consisted of a few innocent kisses.
Now Nick was reaching for her naked tits. His movements were fast and snake-like, and she didn't have time to avoid his hands. He cupped her tits and started squeezing them. Jenny gasped and whimpered.
"Please, don't," she muttered.
Of course Nick paid no attention to her. She hadn't really expected him to. His big hot hands molded her tits, and she felt strange emotions. She was scared and disgusted, yet at the same time she felt a wicked excitement.
To her embarrassment, her nipples responded to his massage, as if they had no conscience. They swelled, throbbed, and went rigid, poking against his palms. Jenny could have died of mortification. But wasn't her body trying to tell her something?
Jenny had never had sex before, but that didn't mean she wasn't interested. Often she'd wondered what it would be like to go all the way with a man. And there'd been plenty of times when she had to admit that she was horny.
She blushed hotly as she thought of her almost nightly masturbation sessions. She was young and healthy, and her desires were normal, but she had no man in her life to take care of those desires. So she took care of them herself. "You sure blush a lot, teacher," Nick sneered. "There something you're ashamed of?"
"No, of course not," Jenny snapped.
"No, I guess there wouldn't be," Nick said sarcastically. "I mean, you're so prim and proper and all."
Jenny didn't answer. She was finding it hard to think clearly as the boy's hot hands squeezed and caressed her sensitive, naked tits. Her tits were swelling up taut, throbbing hard, and she was getting an all-too-familiar feeling between her thighs. She blushed even harder as her virgin pussy swelled and heated.
Suddenly Nick seemed bored. He let go of her swollen stiff-nippled tits and stood back, his hands on his hips. "Okay, teacher," he growled, "take off the rest of your clothes."
"Oh, God, Nick, please!" Jenny whimpered.
"Do it!" he barked.
Maybe she was a coward, but she didn't want to be hurt. She was crying a little as she kicked off her shoes and wriggled out of her pantyhose. She slowly tugged open the zipper of her skirt, and Nick watched, his gaze hot and aroused.
Jenny slipped her skirt off and sat on the edge of her desk, wearing just her sensible white cotton panties. She couldn't go any farther. She'd never been naked with a man before, and she felt so humiliated, so bashful.
"I won't do it, Nick," she whimpered.
Nick snorted with disgust and pushed her back on the desk. As she sprawled there, he ripped off her panties. Then he was forcing her legs apart, and Jenny braced herself for a cruel hard rape. But that wasn't what happened. Instead she got a total surprise.
Nick bent her knees and pushed her thighs wide open. She felt the cool air of the room on her naked pussy, and she blushed with mortification. But instead of jumping on top of her like she'd expected, Nick drew her forward, till her ass rested on the edge of the desk, and then she felt hot breath fanning her cuntslit.
Jenny couldn't believe her eyes. The cruel-looking punk was thrusting his face between her legs. Then his tongue shot out, and she felt an incredibly delicious sensation, the most intense pleasure she'd ever known in her life.
"Ohhhhhh, God, ohhhhhh," she moaned.
"Yeah, teacher, I figured you'd like that," Nick chuckled.
He started lashing his big hot tongue all over her pussy, and Jenny struggled to keep her self-control. Nothing in her life had felt as great as this. As his tongue probed the steamy folds of her cunt gash, she wanted to scream with pleasure.
But she also didn't want to give this punk the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to her. No way! She gritted her teeth and struggled not to make a sound as Nick lathered her swollen pussy slit with his hot spit.
The searing pleasure made her dizzy. She could just about manage not to moan with it, but to her mortification she couldn't control her lusty creaming. Thick hot juice began to pour from her aroused cunt, and there was nothing she could do about it.
The tangy molten cream met Nick's probing tongue, and he lapped up all of it. It was a very kinky, wicked thing to do, and it aroused the hell out of the virgin schoolteacher. Jenny had never dreamed that fucking could be so exciting. Secretly she wanted the wonderful sensations to go on and on.
"You like it, teacher," Nick taunted. "You're creaming all over my face."
"Noooooo," Jenny moaned weakly.
She'd be so humiliated if the punk knew how he was getting to her. She kept her jaws clamped shut and tried not to move, even though she wanted to wriggle and writhe with excitement. Nick kept lashing her swollen cuntslit with his hot wet tongue.
Then he made it even harder for her. He closed in on the most sensitive spot of all, the throbbing engorged nub of her clit. That was her favorite spot, the place where she rubbed herself every night to get off. His stiff tongue tip lashed her clit, and it was all she could do to keep from wailing with bliss.
Her petite body stopped obeying her commands. She writhed and twisted and creamed as Nick circled the pulsating shaft of her clit with his pointed tongue tip. The pleasure was incredible, almost more than she could take.
Control yourself, Jenny, she thought. Don't give him the satisfaction.
But her control was fading fast as Nick spun his stiff tongue around and around her ultra sensitive clit. She was arching her body and practically shoving her clit in his face, greedy for more of the searing pleasure.
Nick seemed to find all her weak points. He must have noticed how sensitive her clit was, because now he jammed his mouth onto it and began to suck. Jenny almost flew off the desk, the pleasure was so powerful.
"Unnnhhhhh, ohhhhhhh," she moaned.
She couldn't be quiet now. She was rocketing towards orgasm as Nick sucked faster and harder on her clit, giving her a steady jolt of pleasure. She creamed all over his face, powerless to stop the molten rush of juice.
There was no way she could keep from coming, she knew that. All she could do was try not to let him know when it happened. She put all her energy into staying still and keeping quiet. But Nick kept sucking faster and faster on her clit, driving her insane with ecstasy.
Then it happened - the huge explosion of pleasure bursting from her clit and ripping through her body. Jenny's self-control went out the window, and she came with hoarse wails of bliss, her petite body rocking and writhing.
"Ohhhhh, God, whaahhhhh!" she screamed.
Nick kept his mouth jammed on her bursting clit, sucking up her squirting cream as she sobbed and came. She didn't even try to control herself now. She needed this climax too badly. She let herself go, gurgling and groaning as the delicious spasms shook her.
It was the most intense and long-lasting orgasm of her life. Jenny had to admit that it beat playing with herself. But of course she'd never admit that to Nick. She opened her eyes at last and found him leering at her.
"So you're not frigid after all, huh, teacher?"
he mocked. "I got you off pretty good, didn't I? Now you're gonna get me off."
He lifted the naked young woman off the desk and changed places with her, hoisting himself up to sit on the edge. As Jenny watched in a daze, the young hood unzipped his skin-tight jeans and pulled them down to his knees. He wasn't wearing shorts.
Jenny's eyes got huge. It was the first time she'd seen a real-live cock. She'd seen pictures, but they hadn't prepared her for this. Nick's thick rigid eight-inch prick stood up like a steel rod.
"Okay, teacher, suck it!" he barked.
"Oh, God, no," Jenny moaned.
Nick grabbed her hair, directing her head down, forcing her lips against the fat purple head of his prick. Thick globs of cream oozed from his piss hole, and she couldn't help getting a taste of the hot male juice. She couldn't kid herself-she liked it.
"Open your mouth, teacher," Nick growled. "Suck my cock!"
He was gripping her hair painfully, and Jenny had no choice. She opened her lips as wide as they'd go, and Nick gave a triumphant snort and started sliding his rigid cock into her mouth, and over her slippery tongue. He pushed his cock almost to the back of her throat, just short of choking her, then relaxed his grip on her hair.
"Do it," he snarled. "Suck me off!"
Jenny drew in her cheeks and started to suck. She felt angry at being forced, yet at the same time she was strangely excited. His thick hard prick throbbed on her tongue and leaked more hot salty cream. She gulped the stuff eagerly.
"Faster," he hissed.
Jenny obeyed, sucking his pulsating prick hard and fast. Nick began to breathe harshly, and his darkly handsome face got flushed with excitement. It made her wickedly aroused to know that she was in control now, exciting him with her sucking mouth.
"Yeah, teacher, that's good," he panted. "You could get to be real good at giving head."
Jenny ignored his taunts. She was surprised at her own hot and growing arousal. Once again her pussy was creaming uncontrollably. She greedily swallowed every drop of the boy's delicious cock cream. Nick groaned, and his prick jumped lustily in her mouth.
"Yeah," he moaned. "Oh, shit, yeah!"
He started fucking her mouth. He would have fucked right into her throat if she hadn't grabbed the thick base of his cock and held it. She'd never gone down on a man before, but she sensed that Nick was just about to come. Somehow that excited hell out of the shy virgin teacher.
"Awwwwww, Jesus!" Nick suddenly bawled.
Her mouth was flooded with his spurting jism. Her cheeks swelled to bursting, and hot streams of come sizzled from the corners of her lips. She gulped his load, gurgling with wicked excitement. Nick groaned and shuddered as he finished coming.
Then Jenny jerked away from him, vainly trying to cover her naked tits and her little dark cunt bush. "I hope you're satisfied, Nick," she said shakily. "Can I leave now?"
"Oh, no, teacher," he answered, leering. "We're just getting started."