Chapter 3
When Molly looked up and saw the boy staring at her, she blushed furiously.
"Johnny! How long have you been standing there?" she gasped, not sure whether she should be angry or ashamed, not sure how much he had seen.
His leer told her he had seen enough and the teacher colored again in shame and embarrassment. Johnny came toward her slowly and Molly saw that the front of his pants was bulging alarmingly.
She knew that she should close her bodice and yank her skirt down, hiding her disgrace.
But she felt hypnotized, like a bird fascinated by the eye of a serpent. She perched there on the edge of the desk as the student walked up to her.
"I saw you finger-fucking," he rasped.
"Oh! I - I wasn't - really - " she stammered, but she knew that excuses were worthless.
He stared knowingly at her.
"I - I hope that you won't tell anyone, Johnny," she pleaded in a soft voice.
She looked at him beseechingly and Johnny knew he held the upper hand. He was determined to play those cards right.
Reaching out quickly, the youth snatched up her sodden panties from the desk. She grabbed for them, but he jerked them out of her reach.
"I might use these for show and tell," he threatened, making her squeal in horror. "All the guys will love it when I hold your panties up and tell the whole class why you took them off."
"Johnny! Ohhhhh - you wouldn't!" she cried.
He shrugged. "Maybe not. That depends on how nice you are to me."
"That's blackmail!" Molly wailed.
"Yep," he said, smug as could be.
Molly didn't know what to do. But she sure didn't want the boy to blab. She might lose her job and her fiance - and she sure as hell would lose the respect of the class. Paying bribery might be the best thing that she could do, under the terrible circumstances and threat.
And, too, Johnny was a good-looking young man and Molly always adored some young cock-meat - and from the way his fly was ballooning, the boy certainly had plenty of that to offer in return for his silence.
Undecided, she gazed at him.
Johnny, who was no fool, could tell that the teacher was in a quandary. He had seduced a few girls and knew how to be persuasive.
He was still holding the dripping bikini panties, and he waved them before her tauntingly. Then he slapped them to his mouth and began to lick and suck her pussy-nectar from the crotchband.
Molly whimpered as she watched.
"I can be nice to you, too, Miss Callahan," he mumbled into the wet garment, changing his attitude from threatening to promising - but still holding the threat right there, plastered to his face.
Her blush had become a gentle glow now.
"Does my juice taste good, Johnny?" she purred.
"Ummmmm - yeah!" he muttered. "It's sweet as honey in your panties. I bet the stuff tastes fucking scrumptious out of your cunt."
He glanced down at her widespread groin suggestively, panting into her panties.
Molly was losing her doubts and inhibitions.
"Do you want to eat my cunt, Johnny?" she asked him, looking demurely through lowered lashes.
Johnny removed her panties from his mouth. He had sucked most of her cunt-cream from the crotchband, but they were still evidence and he stuffed them into his hip pocket, in case further blackmail proved necessary.
But Molly had made up her mind - she would pay the ransom and she would do so gladly.
Still perched on the edge of the desk, she jerked her belly and tilted her cunt up.
"Lunch, Johnny," she sighed. "A nice, hot school lunch for a hungry student."
Johnny grunted with anticipation and bent his head down, sucking a fat tit-tip into his lips and nursing on it greedily. Molly moaned and stroked the back of his head. She was happy with the way that things were turning out now. He switched to her other tit and gulped on the swollen pink nub with relish.
Then the lean, athletic young man sank down to his knees between her legs. He began to lick up the slippery insides, tasting the ribbons of pearly goo that had spilled down her thighs.
Molly stared down in awe, hardly able to believe that she was going to let one of her young students eat her cunt - and how much she was looking forward to feeding him that foaming confection.
Johnny ran his tongue through her curly blonde cunt-bush, drooling down into her groin. His saliva was steaming in her creamy pussy.
He dipped lower down and, his chin resting on the desk top, slapped his nimble tongue into the musky crack of her ass and licked out the seepage.
Then he poised with his face hovering just over her delicious-looking pussy. He stared hungrily at that sweet delicacy. There was more than a simple lunch there - there was a whole damned dinner!
Molly jerked her cunt up like a creamy shellfish served on a hairy platter.
"Lick my pussy, darling! Suck teacher's cunt! Do your homework in my hot hole, Johnny!" she urged.
Johnny was a growing boy with a hearty appetite, and that sweet pussy was a more nourishing lunch than he had ever had in the school cafeteria.
The cunt-starved lad dove in to dine.
His tongue stabbed into her cunt, and he rooted in her pink rut like a pig, hungry as a hog as he wallowed in her horny pussy.
"Oooooh - ahhhhh - ummmmm!" the teacher moaned as his tongue pleasured her pussy.
She was instantly as hot and horny as could be, despite the fact that she had so recently creamed off on her own hands - for no hands could match the action of an avid tongue.
She arched and bowed and undulated as she mopped her cunt on his mouth.
His hands groped up blindly and mauled her tits, then stroked down her flanks and held her by her hips as he munched in her gooey groin.
Molly locked her thighs around his handsome head for a moment, then opened them again and jerked her knees up almost to her shoulders. She was curled up in a hoop, spinning on the axle of his rolling tongue.
She reached down into her crotch and opened her cunt-slot wider with her fingers, wanting him to dine as deeply as possible up her pussy. .
The boy had been using only his tongue for starters, whisking and flailing into her pussy, spooning out mouthfuls of cunt-cream.
Now he clamped his trembling lips to her pussy and began to suck, as well. His tongue kept on churning in as he nursed, French-kissing her fuck-hole like it was a furry, salivating mouth.
He took her swollen clit into his lips and drew it in and out, sucking her clit much like she intended to suck his prick, in return.
She was as hungry as she was horny.
Molly adored a mouthful of cock as much as she did a cuntful of tongue!
"Eat - eat - eat!" she wailed.
Johnny seemed to be trying to bury his whole face in her pussy, to sink in to his ears, and his enthusiastic tongue was stabbing damned near as deep as a cock.
His head turned from side to side like a terrier shaking a wet rat as he kept on sucking, and his tongue explored every inner nook and cranny, venturing into the hot, intricate inner folds of her cunt.
He drew out and licked her clit for a while, then began tongue-fucking up her cunt-sleeve again. The boy was gulping and gasping and gurgling as he gobbled pussy gleefully, gone suck-crazy on that tasty cunt.
Johnny was buried in her cunt from his chin to the bridge of his nose. He panted into her pussy, then inhaled, breathing in the fragrant fumes as he swallowed the overflowing juice, all of his senses aroused.
Molly bent over him, staring down, watching his tongue shoot up her cunt and his lips pull on the cunt-lips. The sight and the soft, muffled sounds turned her on almost as much as the sensations.
Her feet rose up and bicycled in the air. She curled her limber body up tightly, almost as if she were trying to go down on herself.
He was in a feeding frenzy now, gobbling away as she ground her cunt on his mouth. His drool poured into her pussy. The boy sucked it back out and swallowed, flavored from her cunt.
Johnny was loving this savory snack and willing to lunch in her loins for hours, but he knew it would be even more thrilling and succulent when this sexy school teacher started to cream.
"Cum - cum - cum!" he gasped.
Holding her by her hips, he tipped her pelvis up higher, as if her cunt were a goblet he wanted to drain to the last sweet drop.
Her flow was getting thicker and richer as the blonde woman soared toward the crest.
Molly felt as if her cumming were starting in her toes and fingertips, her whole ripe body turning into an erogenous zone as she peaked.
"Gonna cream, baby!" she gurgled.
"Yeah - yeah!" he enthused, sucking even more voraciously when he knew the crest was near. His mouth filled up and he glugged it down and she topped him up again.
Her cunt-cum seemed as thick and nourishing as boiling condensed milk.
Johnny panted and whimpered with the joy of it. He had never had his head in such a gooey pussy. It felt like melted marsh-mallows in his mouth.
She shuddered and teetered, on the edge of the desk, her whole lithe body vibrating each time another convulsion churned in her cunt.
"Don't stop! Keep creaming!" the starving student begged, gluttonous for cunt.
Molly obliged him by melting off in his mouth again, then again.
Johnny thought that the school teacher's pussy must be spilling out every bit as much goo as his cock and balls did when he got his rocks off. The hot stuff was spraying out from her squeezebox cunt almost as if she was shooting off, instead of creaming.
At last she began to falter.
The spasms came weaker and spaced farther apart as she spun down through the long, slow spiral of her complete satiation.
She kicked at the air and squirmed, and the hungry lad kept on sucking and tonguing, making sure that he had milked her to the dregs.
Molly, finished, slumped down, her plump tits bobbling like ripe fruit ready to be plucked. Johnny continued to suck out her cunt until he had drained her dry. Then he used his tongue like a ladle, spooning into her cunt, licking the pussy platter clean.
He leaned back and looked lovingly at the cunt on which he had fed so well. He felt like he did after a big Thanksgiving dinner - stuffed full but wishing that he had room for more.
His prick was pounding and he knew that the grateful lady was eager to milk him off, returning the oral favor and drinking from his cock. But her pussy still looked so sweet that he had to have another taste.
He dove in and sucked some more, then used his tongue to lap up the seepage that had escaped his greedy lips and trickled down her groin.
He gathered goo in sticky streamers from the insides of her trim thighs. She rolled her haunches up again and his tongue slipped into the tangy crack of her ass, slurping up cunt seepage from the cleft.
Molly rolled over across the desk and jerked her ass up higher. Her feet were pointed at the ceiling, ankles arched, thighs quivering. With her hard, round ass in his face, the ardent youth began to stab his tongue into the tiny brown bud of her shit-hole. Molly's asshole was almost as tasty as her cunt. He rimmed and reamed the puckered ring, then began to suck on her shitter.
"Ahhhhhhh - eat ass, darling! Suck my asshole!" the wanton woman wailed, jerking her ass up and down as her student fed in her fudgy crack.
He jammed his nose into that tiny shit-hole, sniffing and snuffling. The musky, tangy aroma turned him on and he stuffed his tongue in again. He slobbered into her shit-hole and sucked his saliva back out, tainted by her guts.
His tongue felt big as a prick as he plunged up into her tiny back passage.
Pushing his nose into her asshole again, he slid his jaw down and levered it around, then rose up to clamp his lips to her tart shit-hole again. She rolled back down and his mouth moved on her pussy again.
The boy seemed more than willing to cream her off with his tongue again and Molly was sorely tempted. But she knew that his cock and balls must be in a torment, desperate to be drained off. It seemed selfish of her to let him carry on feeding under those conditions - and, too, Molly's mouth was hornier than her cunt, now that she had cum.
Her tongue was pulsing like her clit had, and she parted her lips, forming a facial fuck-hole.
"Johnny," she whispered.
With his face buried nose deep in her cunt, the youth looked up from the tops of his eyes. He gasped in her pussy when he saw her mouth parted so invitingly and her slick pink tongue sliding out.
"I want to suck your cock, darling," she sighed.
A strangled cry of joy burst from his lips, vibrating in her pussy.
"I want to milk your cock and swallow every drop of your hot, thick spunk! Feed me, Johnny! Use my hot mouth like a cunt!"
Johnny gave her cunt a last loving slurp and drew back. He rose to his feet on trembling legs and began to open his bulging fly.
How happy he was that he had decided to come back to the classroom for another look - a look that had so sweetly turned into a lick.
But Johnny wasn't the only student who had returned to the classroom today.