Chapter 7
They milked it all out of Ray...well, not really all of it. They were only interested in satisfying themselves that Ray had actually been sucked off and it never really occurred to them to ask for any great detail. But there was an interesting fact that the boys' leader Dan turned over in his mind and that was the fact that no one was in the building as late as the detention teacher, and the detention teacher for this week was Miss Woodruff. They would have to move fast.
Still childish enough to plan with giggling and noise, the boys had to keep shutting each other up all day as they could not keep their minds or anything else at all but their big time with the curvaceous fourth grade teacher, the big time to come! And so it did, finally. The boys all hid in the bathroom while Dan and Ray did another detention, Dan for deliberate new mischief and Ray obstensibly for not finishing his table the previous afternoon.
Kay, of course, only wanted to keep him around. After she had gone home yesterday afternoon, she had fallen into the deepest, most peaceful sleep she could ever remember having. The boy was good for her. He had given her such complete sexual satiation that she could not imagine needing any more for a week. However, the minute she had seen him walk into the classroom this morning, she knew that even tonight was not too soon for her! Unfortunately, she discovered with a pang of rejection, he did not share her anticipation. He brought his tables to her as soon as he had finished the ones left over from yesterday and explained, not very convincingly, that he had to go home. Startled, she asked him whisperingly if anything was wrong, if he had changed his mind about her.
He shook his head no. "My dad's expecting me home early today," he explained in a hushed voice, as though he didn't wish Dan to overhear.
Kay automatically glanced over at the bigger boy and noticed the quizzical look in his eyes, then he returned to his work. Ray turned and left quickly, and Kay sighed. She had been looking forward to making love with him so much that she had been finding it easy to hurry through her papers, correcting them. Now she was going to have difficulty concentrating, she could tell. Well, she ran her fingers through her lovely hair and bent over her work in a brave attempt to accomplish something in spite of her disappointment.
After Ray had been gone for awhile, Dan came up to her desk. "Miss Woodruff, can I go down to the gym to talk to Paul?" His rascally face was lit with mischief.
"What do you mean, 'talk to Paul in the gym!' No one else is supposed to be in the building this time of day! How did Paul get in?"
"He didn't have to get in, Miss Woodruff. He just stayed in to wait for me."
"Dan, you know that's against the rules. Have you finished your multiplication tables?"
"N...no," the boy said.
"Then you wait right here and finish. I'll go down to the gym and get Paul out of here before Mr. Landsdowne finds him." With that she got up from her chair, and without noticing the pleased expression on the face of the little boy who turned quickly away to return to his seat, she rushed to the gym.
"Hi, Miss Woodruff!" Paul welcomed her before she could open her mouth and utter the angry words that were on the tip of her tongue. "How would you like to come to our party?" he invited with a grin, proud of himself for remembering everything Dan had told him to say.
Sure enough. He and Okie and...and Jeff Connor were all sitting on a bench eating cookies and drinking soda.
"Look what we got for you!" Paul continued while she was getting over her surprise at seeing them all.
God, it was the biggest martini she had ever seen. There were four olives floating around in the bottom and a couple of ice cubes that Okie was just putting in from an ice bucket at his feet. She saw at least three small bottles of martini mix beside his toe.
"I'm the bar tender, Miss Woodruff," Okie piped up when he saw the lovely teacher looking at him. Jeff had not said a worn. He only looked at her for a split second then turned his eyes away. Suddenly the shocked teacher smelled a faint sweet scent in the air. God, they were smoking marijuana, she was sure of it!
"Boys," she said with a lump in her throat. "You had better clear out of here. Pick everything up now and go, and I won't say anything about it to anyone but . . . "
"Thing is," Dan was suddenly talking from behind her, "we might say something if you don't stay and have a party with us, Miss Woodruff!"
The meaning of his words was crystal clear to her. She looked around. Where was Ray? Last night's lover was nowhere to be seen. Was he in on it? God, she hoped not! It was bad enough finding Jeff here! The beautiful teacher suffered a pang of nostalgia followed by a brief interlude of sorrow for the old love that was dead, but her immediate concern was the state of her new love. She tried to bluff a kind of cynicism and found herself taking the huge glass of martini when it was shoved into her hand.
"Well, I suppose Ray is getting the police," she said with a sneer that was meant to cover her trepidation. "If not, maybe I had better do so!"
Dan and Paul both ran to the door when she turned and started to leave.
"What good will the police do you, Miss Woodruff?" Dan taunted.
"They might be interested in the grass they'd find!"
Paul turned away but Dan faced her without batting an eyelash.. She could not detect whether he was lying or not.
"If you mean the smell, you should come down here more often. It always smells of weed, don't it you guys?"
There was a chorus of agreement. Kay hesitated, then, without knowing what she was doing, because he held it in her hand, she took a hearty swallow of the martini. Again she searched every part of the gymnasium that she could see from where she stood.
"Hey, if you're still looking for Ray," Okie spoke up, "he chickened out of the party, I guess. He ain't here."
"No," she heard herself explain. "His father wanted him home right after school."
She really wanted to sit down and think about what to do. This was such a crazy stunt for the boys to get involved in. Why were they doing it? All she could think of was that they didn't believe the details of each other's stories and wanted here there to confirm or deny, because she was already convinced that the party did indeed have something to do with her sexual activities. God! Did they expect her to talk about the things she had done with each one of them as though it were matter for a TV show? Once it was over with each of them, she didn't even want to think about it! Still standing halfway between the door and the benches that the boys had pulled together, she took another big swallow of her martini.
"Taste good, Miss Woodruff?" Dan asked, and in the silence that followed, during which the pretty teacher finally became aware that she was drinking from the big glass, an unspoken response hovered as though all were thinking it at the same time. It's not as good as boy-cock!
With the help of the alcohol, which she was drinking far more rapidly than she would from an ordinary martini sized glass, Kay's resistance crumbled enough to let her sit down. Now all the little boys relaxed and sat down with her. Again she took a swallow of the big drink.
"Okay, boys, what is the meaning of all this?" she asked, hoping she could reason with them as they went along in their explanation.
"It's just a party!" Paul exclaimed loudly.
"What kind of party?" she asked, suspicious.
"Why any kind of party we want!" Okie said.
"Surrrrre," Dan smiled. "Drink up, Miss Woodruff.
The curvaceous fourth grade teacher was indeed baffled by their action now. Obediently she took another swallow of the martini.
"Hey, who was supposed to bring the toothpicks?" Okie said suddenly. "My dad always has toothpicks in his olives or else how do you get the olives out of the glass? I told somebody to bring them!"
"Not me," Paul defended himself quickly. "Maybe it was Ray you told."
But the silent Jeff Connor drew the box of toothpicks from his pocket and still avoiding Kay's brown eyes, handed the box to Okie.
"Here you are, Miss Woodruff," Okie said, handing her a couple. Automatically she took them and thanked him, then she sought to spear one of the four olives that were now rolling around the bottom of the big glass, but the drink was still a little too deep for the length of the toothpicks and she had to drink it down a little.
God, she was going to be drunk, she knew, but at this point nothing else seemed to make any sense, anyway. Were they going to expose her? Ironically she recalled the going-away birthday party she had given Jeff. Maybe this was a going-away party for her! Just the same, she thought dazedly, she should not have drunk the martini. It was against school rules! She looked around at their young faces to see if they were eating cookies or something. It was so quiet. It was then she realized that her head snapped around on her neck much faster than was normal, a familiar sign that she had had far too much to drink. Also, she had difficulty even counting the blurred forms of the little boys. She could swear one was missing, yet each time she counted, she got a different number.
"I vote we have a nudie party!" Dan said excitedly from somewhere...from behind her. She swiveled her head around. That was going too far and she had to object! After she turned and managed to focus her eyes, Dan came up to her close enough so that she could see that he was already stark naked!
"Yaaaahhhhhhh!" the little boys jumped up and began taking off their clothes.
"Hey, you guys, go get a mat," Dan directed.
"Wh...what do you need a mat for," the now frightened teacher asked.
"Who wants to sit bare-assed on wood?" the boy answered, and she had to admit to herself that it was logical. But then she began to wonder if they were going to ask her to go naked, too! Oh, no! She would not do that! She got up from the bench tippsily. She could barely make out Paul and Jeff in a state of half-dress dragging a mat into their little circle made by the benches. She headed for the door once again, but all she could do was spin around and sit down once more.
"Let's get Miss Woodruff naked, too, you guys!" one of them shouted. She could no longer distinguish one voice from another.
"Yes, Miss Woodruff, let's get naked now," another added, pretending to mimic her own instructions to the boys. Even in her alcoholic haze she felt her cheeks blush. They were upon her very suddenly, from out of nowhere, it seemed! The glass seemed to float away out of her hand. They must have taken it. She didn't hear it fall or break. While Paul unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall around her lower legs, Dan unbuttoned her blouse, finally opening it and caressing her straining tits inside her brassiere lewdly.
How could she deny the rising sensations their youthful hands were triggering in her? She gaped around the room at the expectantly hardened cocks thrusting lewdly from the little loins she knew too well, each and any one of them enough to set her off, she thought, as she looked at them once more. Dan's and Paul's hands moved over her skillfully. Eliminating her skirt, blouse, and brassiere. Then Paul was slowly tugging her soft white panties down over her knees and ankles. God, she thought almost reeling, she was as naked as they were!
Then they were all moving in on her, closing a circle, while Paul slipped his arms around her from behind, his hands squeezing and fondling her swelling tits, his erectly stiff prick pressing into the smooth crack between her smoothly rounded asscheeks. She wondered vaguely how he could reach her like that and then realized that he was up on the bench. Dan dropped to his knees in front of her, his hands roaming over her nakedly exposed flesh, her tits, belly, and thighs. Then they were all crowding in as close as possible to rub their turgid young pricks against her satiny legs!
She felt helplessly alone, naked and surrounded in the empty sounding gym. She was completely at the mercy of their lust. Weird masochistic sensations raced through her at the thought, her liquor-drenched brain unable to hold back the devilish imps of sensuality their lewd fondling of her naked flesh had unleashed, tiny satanic imps of hell that had governed the realm of her lecherous body too long to ever relinquish hold over it.
Oh my God," she moaned as Dan's young lips closed over and nipped teasingly at the curled pubic hairs covering the protuberantly enticing mound at the base of her belly.
His innocent young face grinned evilly up at her, "That's the way, Miss Woodruff. Let yourself get with it. Look at all these cocks eager to say 'thank you' for the way you've handled them in the past." He laughed, the others joining him. "Okay, guys, let's just carry her right here onto the mat where we can really do her justice!"
And they did try to lift her until it was clear to them that it was impossible, so they settled for dragging her along and just forcing her down. They all dropped to their knees on the mat surrounding her once she was down. Their young hardened cocks jutting excitedly out from their hairless loins. But it was the heavy poker-hard length of solid cock-flesh of Paul's that was sticking into her ass from behind that was sending the only waves of real fear through Kay. She remembered that one and how abnormally large it seemed to her the time she had uncontrollably seduced Paul. Dear God, she could hardly get her mouth over it, she remembered, and even than she had had to stroke it vigorously to make him cum, and afterwards she had vowed never to touch him again. He'd been like a rutting young bull, trying to ram it down her throat while he clutched her head.
"Hay, Dan, you said me!" Paul suddenly cried as he saw his friend crouch down.
"Oh, yeah," Dan acknowledged. "Sorry, but I thought you was doing something behind there!"
The two boys switched places and Paul got down on the floor before her with a sense of importance. God, she hoped he wasn't going to try to enter her there!
"Go ahead, Miss Woodruff, spread them beautiful legs open wide, Paul said, his eyes gleaming wickedly. "Don't be bashful with me!"
Kay spread her legs, but only slightly, her mind still filled with fearful thoughts of that first time. God, if his prick were small and tender like the others! Oh, she must be losing her wits entirely! Here she lay, hopelessly subjected to their slightest whim, and instead of being shamefully debased, she was shamelessly alive inside with a wild mounting desire! Oh God, what a hopelessly lost lecheress she was! Whatever made her drink that huge martini? Between that and her lust, how could she hope to control anything?
Paul was hissing at her. "Wider, Miss Woodruff, as far apart as you can get them!" His nine year old face leered obscenely. Oh where did children learn to be so evil so young? she thought, spreading her milk-white thighs to the farthest extend until the whole of her defenselessly naked cunt was lewdly exposed to him. "Fuck!" he swore. "Look at that delicious sight, will you?" His voice was hoarse. "Oh, man, am I going to have me a feast!"
The other boys giggled, Kay gasped aloud, her heart pounding in her chest, and Paul dropped to his knees, then forward on his belly with his face hovering inches above her loins.
"Go ahead, Paul! Eat Miss Woodruff's cunt! Can't you see how hot the bitch is for it?" Dan prodded his buddy, grinning widely.
"Oh boy, are you going to put your tongue up in there?" Okie squealed with delight. "Let me see!"
"Yeah, give her the old tongue, Paul," Dan chimed in as he lay down beside the helpless woman and took her arm to put around his neck as a cushion for his head. "I want to suck a little titty, don't you, Okie? Hey look at these her titties on the menu!"
"Yum! Yum!" Okie replied quickly, taking a similar position on the other side of Kay until she was lying there with her arms around both of them, her feet flat on the floor with raised knees, her firmly rounded thighs wantonly agape before the beady staring eyes of big Paul.
The shamed teacher gasped as she felt both boys begin to greedily fondle the smoothly resilient flesh of her up-thrust tits, kissing and tonguing her nipples and finally sucking them hungrily into their young mouths. She could feel their hard bloated cocks pressed nakedly into each side of her body, and both of them immediately began a lewd rhythmic undulating motion with their pelvises as she felt Paul's large hands made contact with the flesh of her inner thighs, causing her breath to catch passionately in her throat.
"Aaahhhhhh," she whimpered again when she sensed dewy tantalizing kisses being lavished on the hair-lined slit of her excited cunt, Paul's tongue suddenly flicking out wetly at the palpitating opening within. Every muscle in her warm body tautened at the maddeningly pleasurable licking of her unseparated cunt-lips, while escaping sounds of growing ecstasy rose in her throat. She felt his thumbs spread open the puffy excited edges of her cringing pussy, and then he laced his hotly darting tongue up through the sensitive pink flesh feverishly.
The beautiful silver-haired teacher groaned, gasped and twitched spasmodically beneath the lustful mouths and tongues sucking and biting at her hard nippled tits while the third boy orally fucked into her simultaneously eager and unwilling cunt and then licked wetly upward to circle her erectly quivering pink clitoris. Paul's thick, thick lips sucked continuously, drawing the soft inner folds into, the warm shelter of his young mouth while his pink tongue kept up its spine-shattering licking against the tiny nerve-plexus between her legs.
"Yessssss! Oh God, ooooohhhhhhhh!" she whimpered, already feeling the first stages of orgasm beginning in her belly from their licentious ministrations to her defenseless drink-possessed body. It was then that she noticed Jeff taking a position above her face, his feet on either side of her head and facing the others. He squatted down until his small balls dangled above her mouth and the little brown hole of his asshole nearly touched her nose. Mindlessly she licked out her long tongue, beginning to lave and coat his young testicles with her saliva, finally raising her head voluptuously and opening her lips wide to gently suck what she could of them into her mouth.
She heard the child groan, for Jeff she knew well enough to recognize his voice under any circumstances. Then she felt him raising up again. Reluctantly she let him free, but he wasn't going far. He was repositioning himself between her body and theirs so that his hardened and familiar cock was above her lips. With one hand he forced it down and withdrew the foreskin, holding it for her to quickly raise her head and suck it into the heated interior of her greedy mouth, and he immediately began to fuck in and out of her face, his rigid young bloated cock nearly choking her as it probed with boyish lust up toward her throat.
Kay's depraved passion with the aid of a giant martini had quickly driven her beyond any rational stage and she suddenly lost all conception of time and space. The perverted streak inside her had destroyed all restraint she might once have possessed, she realized as she wantonly and masochistically gave her incited flesh to their young depravity. Insane sensations of obscene bliss permeated every inch of her voluptuous body, and voraciously she sucked at Jeff Connor's swelling cock, knowing from experience that in moments it would be spewing its hot sweet cum up into her waiting voracious throat while the slavish tongues and mouth pulled enchantingly at her taut nipples, and the one between her legs, that fucking pink oral cock, sent erotic shocks of licentious joy racing through her uncontrollably throbbing cunt and belly. God, she was going to cum herself in a minute!
Suddenly she felt a new intruder playing around her asshole and braced herself, sensing his finger pressing teasingly against the tightly puckered little hole until suddenly it popped up inside and slid unhesitatingly right up into the depths of her rectum! She groaned around the stiffly fucking cock in her mouth, the sound increasing as suddenly she felt a second finger join the first in her asshole, and finally a third, making her gasp and choke as they began to worm and fuck tormentingly in and out of her ass.
"How do they feel in there, Miss Woodruff? How do you like the imagine plug in your ass!" Kay heard and recognized Philip Kiley's voice. Instead of thinking of what he had said, she marveled on her renewed ability to recognize voices. She must be sobering up, she reasoned.
The boy continued, "You see, I want to stretch it good and proper for you before I shove my cock in it later on!"
Whatever he was saying, Kay was not listening to the words themselves. His sadistic invasion of her rectum, coupled with Paul's delightful licking of her wet cunt and the hungry young mouths at her tits, was triggering her climax. She was indeed a feast! She felt like a feast with devouring mouths sucking at different parts of her curvaceous body! The final embellishment was Jeff's jerking cock brushing the back of her throat!
"Oh, man, I'm going to cum!" he gasped. "Suck it hard! Suck it hard!"
Within seconds, Kay's ravenous mouth was flooded with a torrent of creamy hot sperm that raged down her excitedly swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire. She fought for breath as she gulped with lustful hunger at the viscous fluid ejaculating rampantly from his jerking boy-cock, driven to the depths of her fervidly constricting throat. Simultaneously, her own building pressure peaked and burst sending ecstatic jolts of rapture racing over and through her convulsing body.
As Kay licked and sucked on it, licking feverishly for its last drop, she felt Jeff's youthful prick growing limp in her vacuuming mouth. So she raised her head to gape down at Paul between her widespread thighs, her passion released, hoping that he would stop and that Phil would remove his hotly fucking fingers from her asshole. But one look at Phil's grinning face and Paul's upraised beady eyes let her know differently. They didn't intend to stop, not even for a moment! Dear God, she realized, jerking frantically as the big boy's hot tongue continued to stab and lick at her inflamed clitoris, they intended to exhaust her, to extract her perverse mind slowly out through her agitated cunt, and as the sadistic boy continued to mouth and tease the tiny intricate little bud of her clitoris, she sensed the pressure beginning to build once more. Oh Lord, she would cum again in a minute!
"Okay now, you guys," Dan suddenly announced. "Time to change places so's everyone gets a fair shake!"
"Like musical chairs!" piped up Okie.
"Yeah," Dan grinned, "except no one is out!"