Chapter 6

Jennifer ran home that night with her mind full of black thoughts. In her imagination she wasted her adversary in so many ways that even a cat could not have survived it. She was determined to get revenge but could not figure out a practical way to do so. A girl her age and in her position had few resources.

Once she got home she downed a glass of scotch and found that her asshole was really killing her. Once again it struck her how easy it would have been for Frank to have been gentle with her. There was no reason for him to treat her so brutally.

The whole story of the pregnancy had been fabricated on the spot, of course. The young girl's feelings had been hurt and she wanted some way to make her lover worried and concerned about her. It had been a signal failure and now she was determined to use stronger medicine.

She stayed up late thinking of a means of revenge but was able only to find two possibilities. She could hurt his feelings and make him jealous by fucking other guys. The other way was to get him in trouble for fucking young girls, which was a lot more complicated.

The first plan, however, was charmingly simple. She could fuck boys her own age, but it would be far better to do it to a full-grown man and somehow have Frank find out. Then she could go into the second phase, finding some girl for him, someone he couldn't resist.

The next morning she got up to go to school with her plans all settled. It was an obvious solution and she was sure that it would work. She would not even have to go outside the bounds of the school to do it. Mr. Smith, the geography teacher, had been after her ass for months. He would be quite an easy mark for her.

Jennifer went through her classes that day, glad that she had put on her best dress. She knew that she was looking good, and that it would be easy to find some time alone with the horny teacher. Mr. Smith was a bachelor and she knew that he really liked her.

After school she headed straight for his office. He was in, and seemed delighted to see the young girl. In a few minutes Jennifer could tell that her plan would work like a charm. All she had to do was sit there and wait for the handsome teacher to make his move.

"So, what brings you here today, Jennifer?" he asked. "Just a social visit or do you have something to discuss?"

"I was thinking of dropping out of school," she lied. "I just can't stand it any more. I feel out of place here. It's so boring I can hardly stay awake in class."

Mr. Smith had been teaching in Laneville for over a year and could not have agreed with her more. The place was poison to a man like him, educated and used to better things. Still, jobs were hard to find and he had been unable to pass up the offer. The pay was good even if the working conditions left a lot to be desired.

"You shouldn't do that, Jennifer," he replied. "You need to finish high school if you want to get anywhere. You only have another year and a half to go."

"I know," she answered wearily. "But I must quit soon. I don't think I can take much more of this shit."

"You know, Jennifer," he went on, "I don't like it here myself. That's something you must keep to yourself. It's a shame we can't help each other out."

"What do you mean by that?" she asked.

"Well, we both have the same problem, essentially boredom. This is not an exciting town and I can understand why a pretty girl like yourself would want something better. Maybe we could make it more interesting for each other."

"I still don't know what you mean, Mr. Smith," she replied. "You sound like you want to run away with me."

Mr. Smith did not know how to answer Jennifer. He had been longing to fuck her for months now. His dreams were haunted with visions of her magnificent body panting and moving beneath his own. Now she seemed to be offering herself to him and he didn't know what to do.

"Well," he answered. "You're close. We don't have to run away, though. We could have a good time right here."

"I don't know," Jennifer answered. "You make me scared. I think I want to go home now."

"Don't do that," he answered. "Please stay for a few minutes. I've wanted to talk to you for so long."

"All right," she conceded. "I'll stay, but I think we're going to get into a lot of trouble."

"Let me handle that, Jennifer," he answered. "If you just follow my instructions and know how to keep a secret, there'll be nothing at all to worry about."

So saying, he got up out of his chair and addressed her in a far more direct and compelling manner. He took the scantily-clad beauty in his arms and pressed a kiss on her lips. He was surprised at how calmly she reacted-Jennifer was more experienced than he had expected.

He let go of the girl temporarily and went to lock the door. The whole thing was crazy, he told himself. Someone could knock on his door and demand entry. They would never be able to get dressed quickly enough. It would mean his job and a lot of other trouble.

Jennifer stood her ground as he fumbled with the door. Mr. Smith was not really her type and she knew that he would not be able to turn her on as well as Frank could. Still, he was a good-looking older man, far preferable to anything else Laneville had to offer.

He came back to her and once again kissed the luscious beauty. This time he let his hands wander down to her tits, which swelled irresistibly out of her low-cut blouse. A girl with a body like Jennifer's who dressed like that was just begging to be seduced.

He decided that he might as well fuck her on his office couch. These country girls hadn't the slightest idea of the civilized amenities, and that was certainly preferable to fucking in a barn. He let his hands continue to explore her tits and then led her to the far side of the room, heading implacably toward that waiting couch.

Jennifer followed him without fear or nervousness. Now that she was no longer a virgin she knew that no man could harm her. This was her party. She would make the man as happy as necessary, but only so that he would serve her purpose better and more willingly.

She sat down on the couch but Mr. Smith soon helped her to her feet, determined to undress the gorgeous girl without further delay. He would have to do the whole thing quickly and get her out within an hour. Still, he could do a lot in that period of time.

Jennifer surprised her seducer by stripping herself without his aid. She didn't look frightened or even particularly interested. Her clothing came off in record time and she just stood there looking at Mr. Smith, as if challenging him to take her.

Mr. Smith was more than happy to oblige once he got a good look at her figure. Jennifer was really something and all his doubts evaporated as he peeled off his own clothing. It was worth any amount of danger to get into a piece of ass like Jennifer.

Jennifer lay down on the couch and parted her legs invitingly. Life was getting more and more interesting for her and she was curious to see how great the difference between her lovers would be. So far Mr. Smith was treating her with a great deal more respect.

He dropped to his knees before her and wasted no time in parting her legs further with his white hands. She did not like his touch, particularly as his hands were cold and damp. Still, it was obvious that he was going to eat out her cunt, just as Frank had done.

Mr. Smith did precisely that. He located her clitoris and manipulated it briefly before hitting the easy target with his outstretched tongue. Jennifer moaned with lust as he did so, wondering if he would do it to her until she came, or only for a few minutes before fucking her.

Mr. Smith twirled his tongue around her pink clitoris, sucking it gently into his mouth until it began to swell and turn red with blood. Jennifer had the sweetest cunt he had ever tasted, although it had been so long since the last one that he couldn't really be certain.

In any case, he was no longer prey to any doubts, regrets or apprehensions. This was something he should have done months previously. It might cost him his job but that might turn out for the best also. No risk was too great when his pleasure and manhood were in the balance. He would go through with it and take his chances later.

Jennifer thrilled to the feel of his tongue as it passed repeatedly over her clitoris. This was more like it, a man she could manage-one who was more afraid of her than she was of him. It was her first taste of power, something she would soon learn to use.

Mr. Smith soon tired of her clitoris and went on to bigger and deeper things. He shoved his tongue all the way into her snatch, stretching it to its limit. Once again he was surprised by the sweetness and fragrance of that narrow tight cavity.

He reached up with his hands and blindly groped for her tits. Jennifer took pity on the frantic man and guided his hands to her soft globes. He squeezed them rather roughly and clumsily as he ate her out, but it turned her on anyway. She was quite glad that she had chosen him.

Anyone would have done as well, but Mr. Smith was turning out to be a pretty good lover. He wasn't as strong and domineering as Frank but he had a lot more patience and a lot more concern for her pleasure. She was sure that she would come in a matter of minutes.

Mr. Smith decided to get down to business. His cock was throbbing wildly and he had to fuck her before he shot his load all over his own thighs. He got to his feet and stood facing her, staring wildly with his prick standing straight out in front of him. He would fuck her then and there, without any further delay.

Jennifer reclined on the couch and parted her legs again, feeling his saliva pouring out of her cunt and bathing her shapely thighs. Mr. Smith mounted her immediately, pushing forward with his prick which glided into her dripping cunt as if guided by radar.

There was no point in being gentle with a girl like Jennifer, he told himself. She was obviously no virgin and he had been a fool to wait even that long. He would fuck the pants off the bitch and men hope for the best. Maybe they could get something going on a permanent basis, although that was a lot to hope for.

For the moment he was concerned only with getting his rocks off. He was due to come in a matter of minutes, just like a boy of Jennifer's age. Well, her standards probably weren't very high and she had probably had nothing better before. Only time would tell.

He shoved his prick in to the hilt and Jennifer immediately discovered that her second lover was not as well hung as her first. He was all right, but there was really no comparison. Still, it felt nice to have his prick inside her after he had eaten her out so well.

Mr. Smith looked down at her and decided that he would have to lick and kiss her heaving tits. It was easy to stop pumping for a few minutes and incline his head down to the twin prizes. In a second they were covered with a film of his hot sticky saliva.

Jennifer could not help but notice how orally inclined Mr. Smith was. Frank ate her out as a matter of course but Mr. Smith obviously took special delight in doing it. That was fine with her as she loved to feel his tongue all over her body. Maybe he would even eat her asshole.

Mr. Smith would have been delighted to do so but not at that very moment. He sucked one of her nipples all the way into his mouth, distorting her breast until the globe had stretched into an ellipse. She squirmed in his arms as he continued to work on her tits.

Her soft smooth pink nipples soon turned hard and puckered under his insistent manipulations. He dropped the luscious globes and kissed her on the lips again, doing anything to take his mind off his throbbing prick. He just didn't want to come that quickly.

Jennifer made it hard to resist, though. She moved well for a girl her age, grinding her ass into the loose pillows beneath her and swaying her hips from side to side. He knew that he would not be able to hold out much longer, but it was obvious that she would stay around for more.

Jennifer was quite pleased with her new lover. It was the first time she had become aware of the difference between men. It was a revelation that was to change her life for it was easy for her to extrapolate the experience. There was no reason on earth, she concluded, why she should not have the pleasure of several men at a time.

Mr. Smith could hold out no longer. It would have been nice to have the girl come first, but he had no idea if she was even capable of that sort of thing. He would have to find out later, for at the moment his cock was on the verge of explosion. There was no longer a thing he could do to retard his imminent orgasm.

He shoved his prick in one last time and then felt the sperm traveling slowly up from his balls. It seemed to take forever. But finally it gathered in the spongy tip of his prick and he felt his limbs stiffen in preparation for his long-awaited climax.

Jennifer spread her legs even wider and then he filled her cunt with come. It shot into her hard and fast and she could feel it spraying around her womb and cervix. She took it in gladly and was surprised at her own reaction. It was all fun but she was nowhere near coming.

Jennifer decided to show her lover a really good time. She got up from under him and told him to sit on the couch. He obeyed her without question and she went right down on her knees, taking his slimy prick in hand. It was still semi-erect and she knew that it would not take a hell of a lot to have him hard and ready again.

Mr. Smith watched in amazement as she worked on his penis. It swelled up in her hands as she ran her fingers slowly along the shaft. Then she squeezed the head in her hot little fist and he knew he was ready. It was hard to believe that she was actually going to blow him.

Jennifer wasted no time in stuffing his big prick into her mouth. His cock was as thick as Frank's but several inches shorter. Immediately she had the notion that she could swallow it to the hilt. It was certainly worth a try which she did with alacrity.

Mr. Smith watched closely as Jennifer stuffed his prick further into her mouth. Inch by inch it disappeared as her face turned red and sweaty from the effort. Finally she succeeded in getting it all down. Opening her throat wide, she swallowed it to the bitter end.

Jennifer knelt there with her tits bouncing against his thighs. Her teeth rested gently on the base of his cock and her lips pressed against the black pubic hair. She held the position for several seconds and then pulled her head back, afraid that she would get sick.

Once his prick was halfway out of her mouth Jennifer was able to breathe again. She felt a tremendous sense of achievement in doing that to him. It was the start of her dominance over Mr. Smith. If she could keep him happy like that, the man would be putty in her hands.

Once she had caught her breath, Jennifer began sucking his cock in earnest. She no longer felt that sex was dirty and oppressive. It was something that turned him on and if other people didn't approve that was their tough luck. She was going to get laid a lot in the future.

She ran her tongue lightly over the tip of his prick, just making circling motions as his prick got harder and thicker. It was a bright red in color, as if the blood within was going to explode. Still, she knew that it would be a different fluid that would soon fill her mouth.

This time it was obvious that he would not come all that quickly. Jennifer was able to experiment a little, trying out some new strokes. She released his prick temporarily and began to shoot her tongue out at it, just like a hummingbird gathering nectar.

The well-coordinated girl hit the target every time. Her tongue would shoot out of her mouth and land directly on the wide-open tip of his prick. It was a lot of fun but didn't seem to turn him on particularly. She gave it up quickly and went on to other variations.

Jennifer looked at her lover's hairy balls and decided to play with them a little. Mature and experienced as she was, there was still something of the child in her nature. It was so much fun to have all these new playthings. Every time she would discover something new about them.

She licked his balls carefully and well, using her long pink tongue to its best advantage. His balls were warm and soft and salty and she found the taste rather agreeable. She worked her tongue around for a few minutes more and then decided to take them into her mouth, as that was bound to stimulate her lover.

Jennifer was careful not to bite his nuts as she stuffed them one at a time into her dripping mouth. She knew that they were the most sensitive and vulnerable part of a man's anatomy, though it was tempting to bite them off once they were in her mouth. Still, that would be cutting her pleasure off at the very source.

She licked and sucked and dandled Mr. Smith's balls, feeling his cock bouncing up against her face, smearing her cheeks with her own saliva. He was obviously horny and it wasn't fair for her to play with him like that. She let go of his balls and went right back to his prick.

The heavy organ slid right into her hungry mouth again and Jennifer began to suck it in earnest. Her jaw was tired as shit but that never stopped her for a minute. She was having the time of her life with Mr. Smith and would have been glad to suck him off for hours.

Not that that was necessary. Mr. Smith had been watching her every move, thrilling to the sight of her distorted lips and intent facial expression. The girl really wanted him to come in her mouth and he was determined to satisfy her as quickly as he could.

He began to move his prick faster at that point, plunging it in and out of her clinging mouth. Jennifer took him on without difficulty as he stepped up the pace, hoping that he would come quickly and then fuck her again. She knew that she would come as soon as he got into her.

Mr. Smith's prick was moving so fast that it looked like a blur as it entered and left her mouth. He would pull it out almost all the way and then shove it in violently so that she could hardly breathe. She knew that he would shoot his load within another fifteen seconds.

It didn't take the horny schoolteacher even that long. One more stroke and he felt his balls explode, suddenly and almost without warning. The come shot out of him with great force and traveled all the way down her throat. This time she didn't even have to try to swallow it.

Jennifer held onto his prick until it had subsided completely. It was still hard, as she noted with delight. Now he would fuck her again and she would be able to get her rocks off. She spit out his prick and stood before him in a way no man could misinterpret.

"I think you'd better go home now, Jennifer," he told her. "I don't want you to get into trouble."

"Not now," she pleaded. "I'm so goddamn horny. You can't send me home until I come."

"Look, Jennifer," he continued. "I'm worried about this. You shouldn't really be here at all."

"I don't care," she responded. "You better fuck me or I'm going straight to the principal. He's not going to like it if I tell him what happened."

"All right," Mr. Smith conceded. "I'll do it once more and then you've got to go home."

Jennifer had to smile at her easy victory. This was too good to be true. Mr. Smith was a real coward, a man who was putty in her hands. She would make him do everything to her, every day after school. The future was looking better and better for the intelligent girl.

She got down on her hands and knees on the floor and waved her ass in the air, daring him to take her from behind. Mr. Smith got a good look at her ass and knew that he could not resist her. She was a girl who existed to be fucked and he had to service her.

He fell down onto his knees and wasted no time in taking his cock in hand. It was not completely hard yet, but good enough to begin with. He parted her buttocks and bared her pink dripping labia. Then he guided his prick home with his hands, right into her hungry snatch.

Jennifer sighed with approval as the big cock slid further and further into her greedy twat. This was more like it, a position she loved and a man who was still horny for her magnificent body. If he kept fucking her like that she would come almost immediately.

She moved her ass in time to his passionate strokes, waving it from side to side and driving her lover mad with desire. He fucked her hard, angry at having been coerced into fucking her again. She was impossible to resist, the little slut, and he wondered what else she would demand of him. He was certainly in hot water.

Jennifer was just about ready to come but decided to hold it back for a few minutes more. If men could do it then it must be fun, although so far she found it frustrating. Like most children, Jennifer had a need for instant gratification and hated to wait.

Mr. Smith could tell that he had her on the verge of shooting her load. He reared back slightly and then plunged forward with real violence, practically knocking her over. Jennifer moaned with pleasure and encouraged him to continue, using words that were quite unambiguous.

"That's it," she moaned. "Fuck me harder. Keep giving it to me like that and I'll cream all over you. It feels so good when you do it rough. I love to fuck you, Mr. Smith. You can have me any time you want."

"Be quiet, Jennifer," he cautioned. "These walls are thin. Anyone can hear you if you yell."

Jennifer had to laugh at his concern. Here she was sweating and moaning, just about ready to come. He was trying to slow her down, to convince her to take it easy. It was not going to be easy to comply with his request but she did it as well as she could.

Mr. Smith reached around with his long muscular arms and began to caress her tits. It wasn't possible for him to keep himself from doing it, her tits were just too inviting not to abuse. He squeezed them hard, continuing to fuck her all the while.

"Harder," she moaned, more quietly this time. "Squeeze my tits harder. I love it when you do that."

Mr. Smith was helpless to do anything but satisfy her. His worries vanished as he fucked her, getting hotter and more desirous by the instant. Her words turned him on as much as her body did and he no longer cared if anyone walked in on them as they were making it.

"Oh, do it to my clitoris," she told him. "Make me come. Grab my clitty and I'll cream, I swear I will. Come on, you're killing me.

Once again Mr. Smith had to do it. He let go of her tits reluctantly and went right for the tiny pink flap of flesh. It was covered with cunt honey but he held it tight between thumb and forefinger, squeezing and stroking it for all he was worth.

Jennifer was just about ready to fire her wad. She moved her ass backward, dislodging his fingers. Then she moaned again, loudly this time, and felt her body dissolving with lust. Any minute now it was going to happen. She was sure to get her release.

Mr. Smith shoved his prick all the way into her, knowing that she was ready. Jennifer let go at that point, spraying her come all over her own thighs. It ran down her legs and she finally stopped moving. She was tired and sore but still wanted him to come, wanted her passionate lover to fill her cunt with semen.

She reached behind her body and grabbed onto his balls, milking them for their juices. She hurt him at first but soon he was beyond the point of caring. As long as he could shoot his load he would put up with anything. She was just too much for him.

He tried to get her hands away but it was impossible. The horny little bitch had a grip of steel and would have ripped off the vulnerable globes if necessary. Her cunt was dripping wet and all he had to do was shove his prick in a few more times to come.

"That's it," he whispered in her ear. "Just keep doing it. Move that fat ass of yours. I'm almost there. I'm going to fill your fucking twat with come."

"Yes," she whimpered, sore and tired from his repeated thrusts. "Fuck me, fill my cunt."

Mr. Smith needed no such encouragement. He shoved his prick in again and again, moving her ass forward and then dragging it back with his hands. He hardly knew where he was anymore, wanting only to ease his frustrations, to shoot his load for the final time.

It took him a few more seconds but then he was able to fly. He plunged in one last time and then felt a wave of fire pass through his limbs. It was a feverish frantic sensation that only one thing could alleviate, and that one thing was just about due to happen.

One more stroke was all that was needed. He shoved his cock into her cunt and then felt it erupt. His come rocketed out and filled her to capacity, spraying her inside and then leaking out again, mixing with the drying come that was all over her thighs.

Mr. Smith let his prick go limp before dragging it out of her dripping snatch. He felt fantastically relieved from all tension, peaceful and indifferent. He looked down at her with real affection, wondering what the future would hold for the two of them.

"I better go home now," Jennifer stated. "My parents will be worried about me if I don't show up soon."

"Get dressed," he said nervously, suddenly noting how late it was. "You've got to get out of here before someone shows up. Come on, we can meet again some other time."

Jennifer got dressed and Mr. Smith was quick to follow suit. He got his clothing on in record time, despite his panic, and then led her to the door. He was tired and confused now and wanted to think things over without any distractions. He had a lot of decisions to make.

Jennifer walked out of the office proudly, glad that she had gone through with it. Now she had two things to do; find a way to have Frank discover her other affair and find another girl to seduce him. Neither one promised to be too difficult if she played her cards right. Her friend Carla seemed perfect for both roles.

Jennifer hurried home and managed to slip into the house without suspicion from her parents. She was really going to have to be careful in the future. If they so much as suspected her activities she was a dead duck. Still, they cared so little about her that it was not likely.

As for Mr. Smith, he was not nearly so relaxed. His body was happier than it had been in years but he knew that he was in trouble. It just wasn't safe to fuck one of your own students, particularly a minor. If anyone ever found out he would really be screwed.

Still, he couldn't help but be pleased with himself. It had been a long season without rain and now he was fucking the best-looking piece of ass in the whole town. That wasn't saying much, he realized, but what the fuck, it was about time he stopped denying his needs.