Chapter 3
Young Jeff Connor had seen the likeness of his beautiful forth grade teacher in every museum in Europe. He could hardly wait to get back to the States from the summer's vacation with his parents, that had taken them from England to France and from Austria to Italy. Although he saw her face everywhere, Jeff yearned to see Miss Woodruff in person. He had recognized her in the National Gallery of London in Goy's painting of Dona Isabel. In the Louvre in Paris, she was Baldovinetti's portrayal of the silver-haired Madonna. After that, Miss Woodruff was countless Madonna's in painting after painting. She was even one of the Muses in Raphael's painting of Parnassus in the Vatican Museum in Rome. Oh, God, how they young boy missed his teacher!
Jeff's father was stunned to see his ten year old son's interest in art develop so quickly! Why there were paintings that Mr. Connor never dreamed a young boy would care about, which Jeff simply would not leave! But the father was even more amazed by the boy's misery when he learned that they would be returning to the Unites States late and Jeff would miss a few weeks of school.
Nevertheless, Jeff was in a big hurry to get back to school this year and in a bigger hurry for his first day of class to end so that he could rush across the street to see his former teacher, his spring love, his first love! He could recall the last time he and Miss Woodruff made love so vividly it was difficult to keep his prick under control whenever he thought of it. It was their celebration of his tenth birthday, a sort of going-away present, she had told him meaningfully even though he hadn't thought he had told her about his family's sudden decision to go to Europe. Jeepers, they had just told him and he had planned to tell Miss Woodruff about it the night of his party, their last night. So he didn't have to tell her, but she was taking it hard. She was kind of drunk when he arrived. It was all those martinis she was forever making for herself! Anyway, the evening had turned out to be very beautiful in spite of that.
His birthday cake had been waiting for him when he arrived at their house. There it was on the coffee table with a ship on it for decoration because she knew he loved ships and was making a model of a clipper. She even gave him a neat tie clip with a schooner on it though he avoided wearing ties whenever possible. He couldn't wear the clip anyway, of course, because his parents would want to know where he got it. He blew out the ten candles Miss Woodruff had lit for him, and they had ice cream and cake. Then she gave him another present while she had another martini. The only thing was she didn't want him to open it until later. It turned out to be a real neat set of pocket games. As she had handed it to him, he could swear there was a tear in her eye.
"This is for good-bye," she whispered drunkenly.
"Gee, thanks," he said, stumped for a moment as he tried to remember when he had told her about the coming trip to Europe.
She rattled on as though she were talking to herself, "Don't ask questions, Jeff darling," the beautiful teacher had said in a whisper, tilting her silver head back against his shoulder as they sat together on the couch. She was slumped down in the cushions so that her temple brushed his chin and that always made him feel good because it made him feel tall and protective.
"I can't answer any questions," she told him. "I won't answer any," she stated flatly. He couldn't help thinking he was happy about that because he couldn't think of any questions anyway! She went on, "We're in our own little privacy now, just the two of us, with no one, nothing else in the world that matters! M...make love to me, Jeff, my darling!" Wow!
She turned, receptive to him, and his dazed brain reeled sensuously at her seductively sultry voice and the passion of her sudden request. Then he knew she felt it, the masculine hardness of his fast-rising young cock stirring up against her scantily covered thigh. So she knew what he was thinking alright, and she knew what his reply to that would be! For some reason she had seemed terribly alone and insecure, and he offered her solace and a loving heart, patting her and rubbing his face on hers. Then she let her hand fall into one of his and squeezed it warmly.
In the shadows of the sparsely lighted room, Jeff looked over into her beautiful face as she slipped her arms around his neck and pressed her lush body slowly but pointedly against his own. He was almost on top of her and felt his painfully bulging cock suddenly straining against the soft give of her belly and her full out thrust tits flattening against his boyish chest. Those enchanting eyes were close and her moist red lips offered themselves to him.
Grinding his own eager mouth onto hers, he kissed her with a tongue-thrusting excitement greater than he had known existed, his boyish hands smoothing down her arched and hollowed back to the enticingly molded swells of her delicious titties. Oh God! He caressed them hungrily until his fingers clutched their firmness and drew her skimpily clad loins breathlessly against him, his hardened young cock burrowing into her softly heaving belly.
"I love you, Jeff!" the voluptuous teacher gasped when he raised her chin to absorb her beauty for the months they would spend apart. "My goodness," she smiled a little, "I never knew I could be so faithful before!"
The boy could only listen and marvel at the intoxicating words tumbling from her lips. He hardly believed what was happening. It was the very last time they were together that she had reminded him, as she had before, that they must not look forward to more than this year together. Now she was telling him that she loved him! Holy cow!
"You're going to do grand things to me tonight, aren't you, darling?" she whispered excitedly.
He kissed her. "I...I'm going to make love to you like we...we never have before!" the boy promised.
"I know! And I want you to, my lover! I want you to fuck me silly tonight!"
Following the utterance of the stimulating four-letter word, she kissed him and drew him up and after her to the bedroom. The vile and beautiful sound of that word falling so freely from her delicate lips made Jeff's fully erect cock leap uncontrollably as wild jolts of anticipation charged from his churning loins into his belly to ripple back and forth there Oh good God how he loved her! They lowered themselves gently onto the large double bed. But then he got up on his knees to gaze down on her absolute beauty. He recalled one of his favorite stories as a little kid, Peter Pan because she reminded him of Tinkerbell! Tinkerbell captured and held under him all silver and soft and glowing!
"You undress, darling, while I do!" Kay whispered, sitting up to remove the peignoir she had entertained him in tonight. Jeff tore off his sports shirt and tee shirt, his big gray eyes fastened upon the enrapturing body his teacher-love had revealed to him over and over again with a charm that he could not resist. Then she lay back, her luscious tits thrust up at him pointedly, her legs slightly raised in ready anticipation, parting slowly until he could see the ravishing hair-fringed center of pussy and the pink slightly throbbing split sheltering her eagerly waiting cunt!
His rigidly stiff boy-cock splashing the air wildly as he finally kicked off his shorts, she raised a bit to look at him, then fell back with a gasp of breath.
"Oh, God Jeff, please love me good!" she gasped plaintively "Love me, darling!"
Christ, he swore in his head as he crawled onto the bed. Love her good! He'd love her until she couldn't breathe! He already loved her to the point of distraction! His goddamned cock was so stoned hard it almost didn't have any feeling! 'He'd kill himself and her too!' he thought with a bit of real fear. He had not been at this sort of thing very long, only since Miss Woodruff had come which wasn't quite two months. He climbed half onto her and kissed her, feeling her wet tongue quickly darting into his mouth sensuously. He had never believed it could happen, not really!
Kay refused to think. To concentrate, to imagine herself lying prone and open, offering herself to this wonderful boy, or any boy, if she thought about it, was wrong. And usually she didn't let a boy go this far into her body or her emotions. All she wanted of a boy ordinarily was once ....the virgin cock! Yet as Jeff climbed onto the bed and engulfed her in his young arms, she pressed her naked thigh up against his smooth loins, feeling the sweeping moisture from his iron-hard cock against her satiny flesh as it escaped from his turgid cock-head!
"Oh...ooohhhhhhhh, God, Jeff! I...I want every inch of you! I want to swallow you whole!" she hissed, running her fingers through his blond hair, her breath warm and sweetly alcoholic on his face.
As she kissed him he lay on top of her and she darted her pink tongue up into his open mouth as he moved his hands down beneath her to the smoothness of her squirming ass, cradling the firmly rounded cheeks as best he could in his hands and splayed fingers. She clung tightly to him, running her hands exploringingly over his lean little body, searching eagerly into all the familiar crooks and crannies of his nakedness. Her head swam with the thrilling delight of the moment, with the anticipation of her fulfillment to come. Dear God, how she needed him tonight! She had made up her mind that she was going to need him because it was his birthday and also she was going to end it. He was getting too old. It was odd that he had not objected to her saying "good-bye." Perhaps he had not understood. Maybe he did!
Pressing tantalizingly against her nakedly splayed loins, his aroused cock with its red bulbous head split the narrow, hair-lined furrow of her tender pussy-flesh, lying poised and ready as if it might plunge into her at any second of its own accord. Tonight, dear God, he prayed, don't let her want to suck me off! Let me go inside her steaming hot cunt, please!
Kay lifted her slender thighs and hips suddenly, and she wedged her hands between their bodies, using her fingertips to spread her moistly heated cuntal lips more open to him, offering even greater teasing contact to his steel-hard cock with her velvety sensitive cuntal crack. Then she dropped back onto the bed again.
The boy's brain continued to swirl from the erotic enchantment of her nakedly inviting body. Damn, he had never in his life dreamed anything could be so wonderful as the things Miss Woodruff had taught him. He hadn't known that a guy could completely loose all sense of perspective when he lay between the legs of a beautiful woman, especially the woman he loved! He trailed his hands hungrily over the soft curves of her nakedly exposed body while she began a slowly rhythmic undulation of her hips and ass. The incredulous little boy could feel the smooth muscles beneath her silky skin ripple lightly, indicating a hidden unexpected strength he would not have imagined a woman to have. He thought of Miss Woodruff as a soft silver kitten. But now in his lust-fired mind he could almost feel how strongly and ravenously and could grasp him if she chose and really swallow him whole like she said!
Kay whimpered and purred and mashed her lips against his, writhing her flat belly tightly up to him, her long nails beginning to rake the flesh of his back as he drew her impassioned loins up closer to his own. He tasted the delicious nectar of her hungrily responding mouth and he began to move up and down slowly, the insinuating length of his hard male prick massaging her wide-spread cunt crack with its softly hair-lined lips wrapped so warmly and damply around his pulsing cock, growing more viscid with every passing second. He felt her firmly rounded asscheeks tauten and relax in his hands as she began a more frantic rotation up against his inciting prick until at last her legs shot out wide to the left and right of his grinding hips and thighs, her calves returning to encircle and press against the back of his legs, pulling and locking him tighter into her.
"Oh, fuck me, darling Jeff! Ooooooohhhh, now! Jeff, now! Fuck me before I go out of my mind!" she groaned against his lips, her panting breath hot and alcoholic in his face, her hand darting down between them to grasp his painfully throbbing slender veined cock and guide it farther into her between the velvety fingers of her moistly quivering cuntal hole.
The excited ten year old boy grunted loudly at her touch, unable to hold himself back any longer, and with a decisive movement of his hips, drove his hardened cock-shaft with its bulbous head deep into the hot grasping mouth of her hungrily sucking wet cunt. Now if he could just leave it here tonight!
"Aaaaaahhhh! Mmmmmmmmnnnn!" Kay moaned pleasurably under him while the amazing tightness of her lust-moistened grasping walls sheathed his sensitive steel-hard rod with a skilled muscle control that raised another guttural grunt of delight from deep in his throat.
Jeff fucked eagerly, sending his aching cock up into her warmly tight cunt with a passionate force, whipping her breath away as he plunged into her, the flow of her lubricating secretions easing the way with every pummeling fuck, until at last the blood-engorged head struck something, he didn't know what, his balls slapping hard between the smoothly rounded cheeks of her excitedly clenching ass. He hoped he hadn't hurt her, but she had not complained. Instead she seemed to be whimpering with the sensations of pleasure so he fucked harder, his almost sadistic reaction surprising her as he ground his demanding pelvis up into her receptive belly, surprising and feeding her own masochistic need with each flexing of its swollen head at the apex of his thrust until finally he paused and just lay there, his prick almost totally filling the tingling wet hole between her lewdly splayed legs.
Then he kissed her, his groping hands caressing and squeezing her swollen tits appreciatively, his searching pink tongue exploring her buttery mouth, the desire-influenced taste of his boyish breath always an ecstasy to her. The abandoned teacher sucked at his tongue while she smoothed her hands over him possessively, licentious fermentations of erotic joy saturating her whole naked hot body. God, she did love him, at least right now! He was just on the borderline of being too old, too big. It was sad! He was so sweet. Why couldn't they stay young, her boys! She could feel his boyish strength flowing through her sensual body by way of his hotly conquering cock entombed up inside her devouring belly, and little purring sounds of servitude tumbled unrestrainedly from her voraciously sucking mouth as she lay beneath him, completely subjugated to his merest whim tonight, entirely impaled on his lust-hardened cock that was probing the carnal hot depths of her clutching cunt hole!
God, it wasn't very often that she was able to have this particular type of experience. There were so many different kinds of sexual experiences to have. Its always amazed her that some women were able to spend their entire lives having only one man make one kind of love to them! God! If Jeff could only stop growing and come back to her like this after the summer, she would still want to see him once in awhile, but she knew he would change. But for now she could revel in feeling owned by him, owned completely as she was at that moment! Tonight she loved being so dominated, so loved, so totally possessed by a boy, and the enchanting sensation was stimulating a vein of masochism she had never realized was a part of her. Aaaaaahhh, tonight she would even marry him! If he were old enough, she would...for a night!
She was letting him go on fucking her! Jeff's addled brain could barely cope with carnal bliss immersing it! It still didn't seem possible that what was taking place was a reality! He had never felt so good with her, never! Surely he would wake up soon and it would all be over, only a pipe dream, except that his aching cock would be stiff as a fence post. But no, it really was wholly buried inside Miss Woodruff's wetly warm belly, between her spread legs, in the magnificent sucking depths of her salaciously devouring naked cunt! He was wide awake alright and was squeezing and fondling her titties, too. Her belly lay beneath him like a life raft, a log that he was floating down the river on.
God, she had really given herself to him, and he had thought all along that he was just a passing imagine to her. But she said she loved him and had asked him to fuck her, to fuck her silly! Goddamn! Why in the hell did his parents have to choose this summer to go to Europe! Of course, Miss Woodruff would be going to see her parents for the summer. Hell, why wasn't he big enough to do what he wanted, then he could marry her and go with her to see her parents instead of going to stupid old Europe! The boy imagined what it would be like if he were big enough.
He would hold her tight and whisper, "Will you marry me, Miss Woodruff?"
"Oh, darling, darling," she would choke passionately. "Yes, I will marry you, Jeff. I love you! I have to marry you! I don't want anyone else ever, ever!" He knew she would mean every word of it and that they both would be ecstatic.
"We'll be the happiest people on the whole earth," he would hiss down at her.
"And we'll make love every morning and every night!" she would breathe sweetly.
And all day on Sunday!" he thought, deciding he could relinquish the funny papers for this.
"And I'll suck your cock for you, darling!" Miss Woodruff would purr. "Whenever you want me to...and only if you want me to."
God, Jeff choked over his dream that would have to wait at least ten years, maybe only nine or even eight if his parents would give permission, seeing that he could not be swayed. He began a series of flexing cock-head actions once more and raised a sequence of gurgling moans from between her passionately gnashing teeth.
As he ground harder up into her hotly clutching cunt, she labored tautly up against him, arching her loins cravingly up to him, again lifting both their bodies from the bed while she whimpered incessantly and he again began his hard fucking tempo. Oh, he had learned a lot since he had met Miss Woodruff, a lot that would make her happier and happier.
"I...I love you," he whispered hotly.
"I love you, darling Jeff," she confessed in her lust-throttled whisper.
Her silver hair flayed and her head started to loll in an ungovernable pattern from side to side while her mouth opened and closed in orgiastic abandon! He felt her smooth legs tighten and release around his thrusting hips as she started to fuck herself up and down on his fine rigid pole with her obscenely clasping cunt until they had established a mutual cadence.
He couldn't help thinking of her as his very own wife right now.
Oh, husband darling, darling," she would be saying, "promise you'll never leave me! I need you so," she would gasp in her mounting passion.
"Oooooohhhh, your wonderful hard cock, I can feel it way up in my belly! Oh, oh God, husband, do...do more! I'm your wife! Make me your slave, your utter slave! Ooooohhh, put your finger...your finger in my ass! Please hurry!" she would beg of him wantonly.
Now the boy remembered that she actually had asked him to put his finger there once, and the memory set off a maddening current of lewd sensations within him, causing a new tremor of licentiousness groping hands. He searched in under her to the widespread crack separating her rounded asscheeks while he pounded his ever-growing cock up into the velvety dampness of her seething cunt.
Trailing along the furrowed smoothness between her undulating asscheeks, he sought her tiny hairless asshole with his middle finger. He found it without difficulty, finding it wet and pulsating from a thin rivulet of warm moisture that had dribbled down from where his relentless cock pleasurably fucked into her steaming oven of a cunt. She shivered in lascivious delight as he taunted the puckered little rubbery mouth, further lubricating the tiny hole as she had taught him with the balled pad of his middle finger before teasing and probing it with the firm tip.
The last time he could not bring himself to actually insert his finger there, but she had been disappointed and now he was going to make it up for her. God, if she liked it, it must be all right! He sensed her tautly gyrating ass press back onto the stiffened finger while he pushed into it, surprised at first at its resistance. Then abruptly it popped, the spongy elastic ring seeming to open like a small mouth to absorb and suck his young boney finger up inside as far as the first knuckle joint. She lurched beneath him, almost as though she were trying to escape the invasion but, God! He guessed he would, too!
"Oh...ooooohhhh, God, yesssssss, Jeff darling! A...all the way now! More...oh, all the way, lover . . . ! "
The young birthday boy felt nothing short of barbaric feasting in the overwhelming salacity she was firing in him tonight. God, he had never before known such lascivious passion with her! His brain was a saturated unbridled sponge of lust! He fucked his embedded finger farther up into her hotly clasping rectal hole while simultaneously increasing the stroke of his pillaging, fucking cock up into the warm lubricated hole of her firmly grasping engulfing cunt, reeling her rubber rectal walls hotly encase the length of his probing finger to the palm of his young hand, raising a choking erotic groan that seemed to come from her very belly.
The twice-impaled teacher skewered her naked ass shamelessly back onto his extended middle finger that was searching and circling the sauna-hot chamber inside her asshole, seeming to revel in its unnatural presence like having a boy stumble into the girls' bathroom when a girl was on the toilet. He rotated his finger experimentally. He massaged the spongy walls with a strange, fearful conflict of passions, feeling his throbbing cock with his exploring finger and his finger against the sensitivity of his fucking aching prick.
God, what a woman she was, he thought wildly. He had never dreamed that a girl's body might contain such a hidden drive. Damn it, could he be enough for her? Already his balls had begun to churn and a massive pressure had started to build in his young loins! But he couldn't fail her! That would certainly spell the end of all his dreams for them!
Jeff tried to establish a combination tempo of finger and cock until he was fucking into her in furious unison while she moaned writhed unceasingly under him. He felt her spread her long legs to the fullest, allowing him complete access in his salacious ravishment of her openly displayed cunt. Then suddenly, he sensed his punishing hard veined cock expanding more and more, growing inside her wet devouring cunt toward that ultimate moment when it would erupt like a boiling volcano. Its ever increasing needle-like pressure mounted unbelievably in his bloated balls as they smacked in a steady cadence between her moistly working asscheeks and against his own probing hand with its finger buried far up into the hot hole of her sweet white ass.
Damn it all, he couldn't last much longer! She was just too much for his unpracticed staying power! God, he didn't want to disappoint her, not tonight...not...but...but his cock was ready to shatter with the load he was gong to blow through it! He began fucking into her poundingly with viciously passionate strokes while his finger wormed into and fucked her desperately clasping asshole frenziedly. Once again she gripped him tight over his back with her legs, her beautiful face contorting in a frantic mask of animal lust, and he hoped dazedly that she was getting ready to cum. He just couldn't last another minute!
Jeff heard her little whimpering moans then, tiny guttural sounds that were rising into her throat, and he felt her strongly clasping thighs opening and closing around him as she thrust upward onto his mercilessly pounding fucking cock and backward onto his plunging fucking finger to the tempo of his powerful ravaging of her defenseless loins. God, he felt like Atlas himself, capable of moving the earth! He wondered hazily if he seemed that strong and powerful to her.
"Ooooohhhhhh, harder, darling! Fuck harder...harderrrrr!" Kay coughed, driving her heels into the hard flesh of his back. Abruptly she drew her legs back higher, locking her ankles over his broad shoulders, presenting him with the nakedly widespread plane of her upraised pussy, her eyes and teeth squeezed tightly together as her lovely face twisted and strained in the first throes of orgasm.
"Ooohhhhh, oh Godddd, Jeff! I'm cummiing!"
The voluptuous silver soft Kay Woodruff whimpered, cried out, then moaned long and low, pulling her thighs back tighter, thrusting her voraciously sucking cuntal slit up at him with bruising force, her mouth falling open loosely, her nostrils flaring, choking gasps tumbling from her lips as she screwed desperately up onto him, pushing her loins up to receive his fucking cock and clinging there while the hot moist walls of her cunt milked at his driving member like the mouth of a starving puppy.
Her ecstasy triggered Jeff's climax as he continued to hammer his fucking twin cock into her inferno of a body, feeling her cunt walls secrete their warm bath around his pistoning cock, flooding his distended shaft and balls and hand, her velvety rectal flesh grasping and working convulsively at his buried finger. And as she jerked and squirmed beneath him, spasming wildly, the mouth and lips of her sucking cunt drawing him feverishly, her breathing labored in deep gasps, he sensed his own hot sperm racing the length of his tensed prick in stimulating rapture, racking his lean frame as it spurted from the tip of his punishing fucking cock far up into her greedily clasping hole.
His rolling cum squirted and gushed in splashing creamy jets, delighting Kay's craving belly as she thrust her loins up tightly against his jerking pelvis, his magnificently pumping cock tripping her insatiable lust even the second time.
"Ohhhhh, God! Fuck me hard...oooohhhhh! Don't stop, lover! I'm cummmiiinnngggggggggggggg againnnnnn...eeeiiiggghhhhh!" she shrieked, her thighs quaking, her belly trembling with her second climax from the unleashed pool of warm pleasure he was spilling into her. At last Jeff slumped heavily on top of her, easing his finger from her rectum with a wet hissing sound while Kay encircled him possessively with her arms and legs. And it was over!
The fully satiated boy sighed chokingly from deep in his chest, his legs slowly falling limp while his heart pounded against his chest. Who could ever forget such an experience? Who could not want it to happen again and again and again? Jeff Connor was sure that not a single detail of their last love-making had escaped his memory, not a single one.