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Teacher's Pet Ch. 1

By: Shanbabe4u



Mrs. Earle sat at her desk at the front of the class, I sat at my desk working on the assignment I had asked help on. Finally, when she had finished marking, she came slowly down the aisle and sat down beside in one of the other chairs.

"How did you make out?" taking the assignment and glanced through it. She pointed out where I was correct and where I went off track. It was nice that she tried hard not to say I was wrong. She sat back in the chair and looked at me. 

"You're very pretty, Shannon," she finally said. "Why don't you wear a little makeup?"

I blushed. "I don't really know how to put it on."

"Well, we'll have to teach you. Go get my bag in the bottom right hand drawer."

I went to her desk, pulled out her handbag and brought it to her. She fumbled through the contents, taking out blush, mascara, eye shadow and liner, and lip stick. Mrs. Earle pulled out a small mirror that had its own stand. She put it on the desk in front of her, pushed her chair back, and told me to sit down. On her knee? I was too flattered to think it strange.

Mrs. Earle began to show me the instruments, explaining technique first and then she had me apply each in turn. She scolded me when I applied too much blush, and we had to try the liner twice. As we worked together, I felt her arms around me, her body sometimes brushing against my back. 

Finally I was done. I stared at the lady in the mirror. Mrs. Earle wore soft tones and with my pale skin, it was just right. I felt her fingers through my hair, pulling it back off my neck and shoulders.

"Look how lovely you are! Your boyfriend will be so impressed."

"I don't have a boyfriend."

"A girlfriend then?"

"Oh no!" I said

"Well, I think you are beautiful and would love for you to be my girlfriend."

I was suddenly aware of my position; sitting on her knee, her skirt pushed up, my bare legs surrounding her flesh. I felt her hands on my arms and back. My breathing quickened.

"Would you like to be MY girlfriend?' she whispered

I swallowed. I couldn't answer in case my voice betrayed me, so I nodded my head instead.

"I could teach you everything you always wanted to know." Mrs. Earle's hands slid over my chest, began to pull my blouse out from my school skirt. Her warm fingers slid under the fabric and cupped each of my breasts. A moan escaped my mouth.

"Does that feel good? Do you touch yourself like this, late at night, in your bed?"

"Yes," I whispered.

She pushed the bra's material down under my breast, took the nipple between thumb and finger and rolled it gently. "Do you make your nipples hard like this?"

"Yes," I whispered.

Her hands slid down my belly, gathered up the front of my skirt. I sat up for a second so that she pull the skirt up to my waist. When I sat back down, Mrs. Earle's fingers were sliding over my panties, pushing the material, molding it to my sex. One hand found its way down the elastic band and her fingers slid over my young bush and onto my sex, parting the lips and circling the tiny bud.

"Do you touch yourself like this Shannon."

"No." I said.

"No? Not late at night, with your hands between your legs, rocking back and forth just a little?"

She knew my secrets! She was prepared to show me more. Her fingers explored me expertly, turning my secret fantasies into reality. Her free hand returned to my chest and tease the nipple there. I couldn't help myself, I began to rock back and forth on her leg, her fingers pushing into me. 

"That's good Shannon, give into it. Let it run through your veins, let me love you."

"Oh God, oh God." I said quietly, what was this? I've gone further than I have ever done myself. This heat was burning, radiating from my groin, tumbling through my muscles till I cramped down on her fingers. The climax almost hurt, it was so strong.

Mrs. Earle held me, slowly withdrawing her fingers. Tears actually came to my eyes.

"Dear dear, don't cry! You'll ruin our handiwork."

I turned on her lap and buried my face in her neck. I sobbed while she rocked me, kissing my hair softly. I finally was able to look up. She dabbed at my tears and the tiny mascara run. I dared to kiss her on the lips. She smiled and called me her sweet pet.

We held each other a little longer and just as I was sliding my hands onto her breasts she took my hands, kissed each palm. "We've spent far too long in here already, we must get ready to go."

I suddenly realized how public we were and I struggled up off her lap. She stood beside and helped me button my blouse and tuck myself back in. At one point, she pulled me hard against her, her lips crushing mine but all too soon, we parted.

"We must be careful if we are to remain friends. Can you come to my apartment some times?"

"What about your husband?"

"He's away on business, working late or playing some stupid sport. We'll have the run of the place."

"I could come over on Saturdays?"

"Perfect. Come on, you can walk me down to my car."

And just before we opened the door, Mrs. Earle kissed me on the lips again. "You won't regret this Shannon, I'll be teacher in so many things."

As we stepped out into the hall and Mrs. Earle turned to lock the door, I glanced down the hall and saw our Principal standing near her office door. She was looking at us. A chill ran down my spine. Mrs. Earle followed my gaze and gave Principal Ms. Langford a small wave. She took my arm and turned me around, leading me down the hall and out to the parking lot where we said our good-byes. I watched her wave as she pulled out onto the road. With my books pressed against my beating heart, I looked towards the school and saw Ms. Langford standing at her window. She smiled but it didn't seem very warm. I put my head down and hurried home. Saturday was just two days away.

Teacher's Pet Ch. 10



Author's Note: I enjoyed writing this series... I hope that you enjoyed reading it =)

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Sighing happily the Headmaster pulled his limp dick from Mr. Peterson's ass and slapped the firm cheek. Looking up he asked, "Would you like a try Cory?"

Cory stared at the pink, slightly gaping hole, his cock buried in Mr. Peterson's throat... for the moment.

Pulling out of Mr. Peterson's mouth, Cory walked around to where the Headmaster was standing. Mr. Peterson moaned and started to say something, but fell silent as the Headmaster smacked his ass again. Patting Cory's shoulder, he encouraged, "Go ahead, this is probably your only chance. I can't imagine Chad will allow himself to be caught again like this."

Realizing that the Headmaster was right, and also that he really really wanted to fuck Mr. Peterson, Cory excitedly lined up his dick with Mr. Peterson's anus. It was still slightly open, but much smaller than the head of his dick. Taking a deep breath, he pushed in.

Mr. Peterson sighed in a kind of reluctant contentment as Cory quickly filled him up. It was tight and wet with the Headmaster's cum... Cory began to thrust, quickly in and out of Mr. Peterson's ass. Over the past few weeks, as Mr. Peterson had introduced him to sex an pleasure, he hadn't even realized how much he wanted to take his pleasure directly from his teacher... but after that first time jerking him off, Mr. Peterson had always had Sam pleasure Cory while watched.

Cory suddenly realized what the Headmaster meant by tops and bottoms... he realized that he was mostly a bottom but he did like being on top sometimes. Like right now... knowing that Mr. Peterson was finally underneath him, and he was in charge! It was a rush like nothing else...

Picking up the pace, he started slamming into Mr. Peterson's ass, enjoying the tightness and the inner convulsions. Underneath them, the Headmaster was jerking Mr. Peterson off, and Cory smiled, knowing that Mr. Peterson was getting pleasure from being fucked by his student and protege. Coach Hamilton, Buck, Sam, several of the guys stepped up to watch Mr. Peterson's punishment, as he was taken by the student that he'd been keeping from them.

Hearing Mr. Peterson's moans, Cory realized that his teacher was as much of an exhibitionist as he was a voyeur, another hidden fetish. He personally felt a little shy with all these people watching, it was much different from having just Mr. Peterson watch. It wasn't enough to kill his hard-on, but it was enough to keep him from cumming.

Fucking harder and harder, the Headmaster suddenly announced, "He's cumming!" and Cory knew that Mr. Peterson was orgasming all over the desk in front of him. The teacher's ass clenched and rippled, pleasuring Cory greatly. Thrusting all the way in, Cory just held himself there to enjoy it... but he didn't cum. He just took into the sensations of Mr. Peterson's ass gripping him.

When the Headmaster stood again, Cory started fucking Mr. Peterson again, knowing that his teacher now had nothing to distract him from the fact that he was being fucked by his student. Cory remembered when he had cum, and Mr. Peterson had begun fucking him, the erotic experience and pleasures of just taking a dick in his ass. He hoped that Mr. Peterson was feeling some of that now.

Moving harder and faster, it became easier and easier to ignore their small audience, it wasn't as if other people in the room weren't doing their own thing. Only a few were watching him and Mr. Peterson.

Leaning forward, Cory ground his dick into Mr. Peterson's ass and then suddenly thrust rapidly several times. Gasping, he arched his back, pressing deep into Mr. Peterson's ass as he began to cum. Spasming a little, he filled Mr. Peterson's ass with it's second load of cum.

When he pulled out, Coach Hamilton smiled and patted his shoulder, "We're all about ready to go now. You'll be back tomorrow?"

Cory helped the Headmaster untie the moaning Mr. Peterson as he thought about it.

"Yes I think so," he said, as Mr. Peterson smiled at him. 

"I was going to bring you here eventually," Mr. Peterson told him, "I just wanted you to myself for a bit."

"That's ok," replied Cory, "I'm here now. And I didn't mind at all."



Teacher's Pet Ch. 2



I was handed the note in English class. I was to go to the Principal’s office right away.

It was Friday, two days after Mrs. Earle taught me how to please myself and one day before we made our secret rendezvous at her house. Ms. Langford had saw us in the hall that day and I shivered as I went meekly into her office.

I stood in front of her desk, head lowered a little.

“Shannon, I’m sorry I had to take you out of class so suddenly, but I thought we should talk.”

Ms. Langford rose out of her chair and came around the desk. She put two hands on my shoulders, leaned forward and whispered, “I saw you Wednesday.”

“Yes, I saw you in the hall too.”

“No, Shannon.” Her hands slide down either arm, “I saw you in the class together.”

“I , I ,I don’t know what you mean.”

“I could see you squirming under the touch of Mrs. Earle.”

I couldn’t reply. I couldn’t move. And it wasn’t because of what she said, rather, her hands were now sliding along my hips, meeting on my belly. I felt her press against me, her hips pushing against my ass. Ms. Langford was always intimidating but I didn’t realize we were almost the same height. 

She spun me around, took my face in both hands and kissed me, hard, her tongue parting my lips. I tried to break away but she was holding me tight, crushing me against her, her hands gliding over my back and down to my cheeks. She was tugging my blouse out. Ms. Langford, finally stepped back a little. I stared at her dumbfounded, as she began to undo my buttons. She opened the front and her hands fell upon my bra cups, massaging them, squeezing them. She leaned forward and kissed in between my cleavage, pushing each breast against her face. I felt her wet tongue lick me there.

Then her mouth was on mine again and I responded. There was a hunger here. Not passion, not love. This must be lust.

She pushed me back against the edge of her desk. She forced one of my breasts out of its confines and began to lick and suck the tender nipple. I God, that was great!

My skirt was pushed up and a hand thrust rudely between my legs, pushing and probing until the fabric was off to one side and she was working my pussy hard. I tried to help her out of her suit jacket but she murmured that she had to stay dressed. But she added the phrase “for now”.

Ms. Langford was suddenly down on her knees in front of me, tugging at my panties, pulling them off my legs. And then I felt her breath on my sex. Only one other person had ever kissed me down there but I’m not going to reveal family secrets.

She pushed my legs wide and tilted her head. She began to lick and suck my cunt. I didn’t know what to do with my hands but the force of Ms. Langford's licking made me cling to the edge of the desk anyway. She pulled away and told me to turn around. I did. She told me to bend over and I did. Her strong hands grabbed and massaged each ass cheek and then spread them apart, her face buried between them, licking me from clit to anus.

As her tongue ran over my tight pucker, I would shiver and draw in my breath. Her fingers slid off one cheek and began to play with my pussy while her tongue rolled around and around my tiny anus. Ms. Langford began to finger fuck me, first one then two fingers, pushing them in to what must have been the last knuckle. 

“Oh, oh, oh.” Is all I could say. 

And as I neared what I now knew to be an orgasm, Ms. Langford slid her other hand a little to the right and a wet finger pressed against my anal muscles. Without actually penetrating, I suddenly came on her fingers in my pussy, squeezing them. So intense was my orgasm that my knees buckled and I nearly fell on the floor.

At first Ms. Langford scowled at me, but then she smiled and even laughed. She held me on the floor and told me what a good student I was, and that I was going to learn to take it up my ass. I shivered at the thought, but I don’t think it was from disgust. 

Ms. Langford helped me stand up but left me to get organized myself. She took a Kleenex from her desk and wiped her face and hands. She said she had no time for me today but she wanted to see me again. Did I need a ride to the volleyball tournament Sunday? I said yes. “Good, I’ll pick you up at 1pm sharp. Don’t keep me waiting Shannon, you don’t want to get me angry.” And she gave me a wink.

I stumbled form the office. What had I gotten myself into?

To Be Continued...



Teacher's Pet Ch. 2



Antoinette looked at herself in the mirror. She appeared the same...innocent, sweet and yet teasingly delicious in her skirt and zip-down the front shirt. Inside, however she felt like a new woman. Completely released from her gilded cage and with a fire spreading throughout her body. She closed her eyes and relived the experience she had just had. The smell of his cum was still on her lips and the taste lingered as if by choice. 

She straightened her hair, putting it up again so that it was in its perfect place. She reapplied some lipstick and pinched her cheeks. Turning from side to side, she admired her body in the mirror. Her nipples pleaded with the fabric of her shirt were hard and stiff underneath. Coyly she slid her hand down her skirt and felt how wet she still was and was surprised that her juices were flowing more and more. As she fingered her sweet cunt she ran her other hand over her lips and admired her naughty stance. 

Finally she composed herself and walked out of the bathroom. Toni made her way down the hall and she spotted a drinking fountain. She walked slowly because she knew the bell was about to ring and students would be filling the halls. She reached the drinking fountain just as it rang and ever so seductively bent over to let the cool water flow across her lips. She could feel the eyes of the passing guys go directly to the hem of her skirt, which was teasingly high upon the back of her legs. She felt wild and free now that she knew her body belonged to Mr. Lancaster. Her teasing power had heightened and she was thoroughly enjoying it. 

She sauntered her way back to her English classroom. Her hips sways with the pounding of her heart and her body felt as though it could melt at any moment. Still, she remained collective and took her time making her way back. She wanted him to wait, thinking and wanting her bad. And he was doing just that.

* * * * *

From the moment Toni had left the room he was speechless. His skin tingled, his heart sang, his eyes glazed. He could not believe that his lovely and most reserved student had unleashed such a desire in him. His cock was almost completely hard and he could think of nothing more then fucking her right then and there. The thought suddenly jogged his memory and he realized that he had a class of students waiting. He walked in looking very frazzled no doubt, and squeaked out the assignment. The students, paying no less attention then they normally do, muttered about and packed up their things. As the bell rang his heart lept and he started to breathe harder. 

Having never had an affair with any of his students, he wasn't quite sure what to do or expect. Should he take her back to his apartment, should he ask her out, should the talk about it..? His mind was a mess and it wasn't thinking too clearly. He mindlessly rustled through papers on his desk but he froze when he hear the door to his classroom creak open. He couldn't bring himself to raise his eyes. The footsteps of her boots came closer and he held his breath.

"Why do you look so frightened Stephen?" a deep voice said from the other side of the desk. 

"Oh, Principal Gregory! I'm sorry I just didn't notice you and...um...well it's been a long day hasn't it sir?" He managed to stutter as he relaxed a little in his chair. 

"I just wanted to check up on you and see how things are going with this year's freshman class. Everything alright?"

"Oh yes, we have a lively crowd this year, eager to..learn." Just then Toni strolled in the room. She greeted the principal as if it was no big deal that he was there. 

"Good afternoon Mr. Gregory. How are you doing today?"

"Oh just fine thank you, I was just talking to your English teacher here about your class."

"This is one of our brightest students, Antoinette. She's been a pleasure to have in class." He smiled and blushed a little. "For instance today she's staying a little late to discuss her English paper to make sure it's the best it can be."

"Well it sounds like you're going to do well at this school Antoinette. Keep up the good work, I'll leave you two alone so you can finish up." he walked out of the room and Toni just laughed. 

"Well Mr. Lancaster, I must say red is a fitting color for you."

"Yes, can't you tell I handle situations under pressure well?"

She walked around the desk and sat on his lap, "The real pressure is right here." She kissed him deeply and rubbed her hand between his legs. Even through the material she could feel how hard he was. He moaned against her lips and then quickly reached out pushing all of the things on his desk to the floor. He picked her up and tossed her on top of the desk. As he climbed on top of her, he loosened his pants and pushed them down to his knees. His lust for her had taken over and he was sliding her skirt up around her waist.

She raked her hands across his back and screamed for him to fuck her. He braced himself against the table, his arms spread over her shoulders and pressed firmly against the table. He let the head of his dick slowly push open her pussy lips until she begged him to go all the way. "Deeper, fuck me now!"

With that he buried his hard cock inside of her. They both inhaled sharply and began grinding their hips together. He reached up and unzipped her shirt pulling it open. He torn her bra off and felt her young, hard tits with his hands. He twisted and pulled on her nipples as she wrapped her legs around him. The door was unlocked but in the throes of passion neither of them cared. "Ohhh yes, suck me Stephen, oooh please."

He bent down and ran his tongue across her skin. He held her breast in his mouth swirling around it, trying to keep it in his mouth as she thrashed around beneath him. She had never felt so charged and she felt as though she could not be close enough. Toni parted her legs as much as she could forcing him deeper inside. His dick slid in and out with ease as it was soaked with her sweet juices. 

She screamed as he pulled his hard cock out of her. He sat up slightly and flipped her around before she could protest. He spread her legs and entered her from behind. She raised her body a little and pushed her ass back at him with each thrust of his cock. He marveled at her ass he pounded against it. The thought made him crazy and he knew he would have to take it later. She slid her fingers down and furiously worked her clit. Her moans of ecstasy drove him on to bang his dick deep inside her pussy. 

Toni bucked up beneath him and gripped the edge of the desk hard as she came. Her body shook and she squeezed her thighs tight around his dick. Her wetness slid down her leg to the desk as she quivered from her electric orgasm. She laid her head on the table but kept her ass in the air. She pushed back willingly as Mr. Lancaster continued to push his cock in and out of her tight hole. 

He reached up and grabbed her shoulders, two more thrusts and he grunted loudly. His deep voice vibrated as he shot his cum deep into her pussy. They both collapsed on the table and tried to catch their breath. 

He slid out of her and rolled over on his side so he was facing her. "I've never done anything like that Toni, you're an amazing woman." 

"Oh Mr. Lancaster, I've wanted you for so long.."

"Sweety, you can call me Stephen now. I'm sure we've been properly introduced." They laughed and held each other. Their eyes danced and their lips hugged. They stayed there and talked for two hours before they put their clothes on and went home. He promised to call....she couldn't wait until he did. The future had endless possibilities. 

* * * * * Look for more adventures of Toni * * * * *



Teacher's Pet Ch. 3



I stood at Mrs. Earle’s front door, school books in hand ( I didn’t want to appear to neighbours as anything but a student looking for extra help). She opened the door. I was so surprised to see her in a white cotton sleeveless top and blue jeans. Bare feet to boot.

“I’m so glad you came Shannon, I have so much to teach you!” and she pulled me into her foyer. Mrs. Earle took my books and put them on the boot box there. She turned, took me into her arms and kissed me. My arms hung stiffly at my side although my lips responded.

“Relax, hun. I won’t hurt you and we won’t do anything that you don’t want to.”

I smiled, physically shaking my arms to relax. Mrs. Earle laughed, took my hand, and led me through the house. We entered what was obviously the master bedroom; the bed was huge with four large corner posts. The spread was floral, as were three of the walls. The fourth wall had a door that led onto a balcony of some sort. There was something out there but I couldn’t make it out.

“Mrs. Earle, “ I started to say.

“Call me Doreen.”

“Doreen, I wanted to thank you for being so nice to me. You’re the first person to show any kindness…”

“Shannon,” she interrupted me, “I need you, I need to touch you, to make love to you. Don’t thank me till we’re through because you may change your mind and I don’t want you to regret anything.”

She kissed me, I responded. She touched me, I touched back. Before long we were standing in our underwear. Doreen’s was white satin, mine white cotton. She took my hands and placed it on her cups, the smooth material sliding under my palms. She squeezed my hands, thereby squeezing her breasts. I felt her nipples harden. She was sliding my bra straps off my shoulders and then pulled me towards her so that she could undo the hooks. My skin formed goosebumps as she touched my now naked breasts, teasing the soft caramel nipples into points.

I did the same with her bra and when we stood chest to chest, Doreen held her pink nipples against mine. I was surprised to find that her breasts were actually smaller. She was also about my height. Her skin was darker than my pale flesh and I suddenly realized that she had no tan lines. She must have read my mind because she stepped back and twirled around.

“You like? I sunbathe right out there. Very private. We can work on your tan later.”

“Oh, I don’t tan very well.”

She laughed, “So I see.”

“Do you tan, um,…”

“Everything darling!” she finished for me. “Take a look.”

Doreen gently pushed my shoulders down till I was kneeling in front of her. I hooked my fingers into waistline and wiggled them free. I knew I gasped out loud as not only had Mrs. Earle not have any tan lines, she didn’t have any pubic hair!

“Do you like it?” she asked, knowing what I was staring at.

“I don’t know, I haven’t seen too many with hair let alone naked.”

She laughed at my response, falling down till we were on our knees, kissing and hugging. “Touch me.” She whispers in my hand goes between us, down to her naked crotch. My fingers slide over smooth skin and find moist cunt lips waiting for me. Doreen moans as I touch her, explore her. She’s kissing me, tongues wrestling while my fingers open her up.

“Enough!” she gasps, struggling to her feet. “Come to me my virgin lover.” And she crawls up onto the bed. I follow her till I’m laying on top, kissing, nibbling her neck, collar bone and then down to her hard pink nipples. Her back arches, pushing her hips up against me, filling my mouth with her tit. Her hands are in my hair, pulling me against her.

“Oh God Shannon, I am so excited, I know I’m going to cum the minute you touch me.”

Lower I crawl, past her navel. But I pause, lift my head. “I’ve never done this before.”

In response all Doreen does is push my head down, opening her legs and raise her knees. I kissed her all over, her sex now quite wet. There’s a sweetness to her juices and when she tells me to lick her, I’m more than happy to. Mrs. Earle tells me to slow down, speed up, and lick hard then soft, short than long. Finally she says nothing as I begin to suck and lick on my own. After a short spell she whispers “The clit, baby, lick my clit.”

At least I know what that is. I fumble try to find it, she reaches down and holds her own lips apart and I centre in on the rosy nub. Doreen is pushing her hips against me now, calling my name, encouraging me until she really throws herself off the bed, moaning loudly.

Doreen collapses on the mattress and gently pulls me up to her. She wraps her arms around me, kissing and licking my face. She asks me how she tasted; did I enjoy doing that? I answer yes to everything.

“Good, cause it’s my turn.”

She playfully rolls me over, making me laugh. Doreen is kissing my chin, throat and lower till she is cupping each breast, teasing the nipples to erection. Her tongue slides over the sensitive tits, she sucks on them, bites them! I am aware of her thigh between my legs and I’m certain she is moving her leg up and down, pressure off then on. I find my hands on her shoulders and backs, my nails maybe digging in too deep.

Mrs. Earle is sliding her tongue down my belly now.

“Ah, I almost forgot you still had these on!” she said as she came to my panties. “You know, we’re almost the same size, I’ll have to give you a pair of my fancy ones.” Mrs. Earle begins to link the fabric of my panties, pressing the material against my sex, molding it.

“I taste your virgin sex juices Shannon, its delicious.”

Doreen kneels between my legs, grabs my panties and whisks them off my legs, making my legs rise up high in the process. She holds my legs up by the ankles and her eyes roll up and down my body. I turn red from embarrassment and automatically go to cover up my breasts.

“You better be reaching to squeeze your breasts for me and not to cover them; you are very beautiful and should be proud of your body.”

Slowly, I cup my breasts, making them rounder for her. Pinching the nipples till they hard again. “Good girl.”

And she is going down on me. It first touch of her lips I tremble. I close my eyes and concentrate on her touch. I am learning from her. I’m sure I was very clumsy compared to the treatment she is giving me. My clit is licked and I tremble. My pussy lips are sucked into her mouth and rolled with her tongue. That same tongue probes my opening, her nose nuzzling my tiny bud.

Her hands push my thighs up and out and she begins fucking me with her tongue. This feels so right, so good. And when she swirls her tongue around my clit I begin to shake. Doreen pauses to tell me what I feel, to talk to her, and then she is back licking me, one hand sliding up, reaching for a breast.

“Please, Doreen, it feels so good, please I think I’m going to cum, I think I’m cuming. Oh God , Oh God!”

And I came for her, her mouth sucking and licking any extra sex juice till I trembled again. It sort of hurt now and Mrs. Earle must have known because she slowed down and crawled up my belly. We kissed, sharing my own cunt juice. “Do you like the taste of your own juices Shannon?”

“Not as good as yours.”

“Good answer.”

We snuggled and touched. Doreen suggested we work on that tan now and led me out to the deck. I put my hands over my sex and breasts, stepped out and looked around. She was right, there was no way anyone could see us. Doreen laid out some mats, knelt and reached for a bottle of tanning oil nearby. She had me lay down and she began to rub oil all over me. As her hand slid over my young bush she commented on how beautiful my cunt would look naked “but then I suppose someone in your family may notice some day and you’ll have to explain.”

She made small talk while she rubbed my body, asked me who my friends were, why I didn’t date or go to school functions. When I reminder her that I was in the field hockey team, I recalled that Miss Langford was picking me up for the game tomorrow.

Mrs. Earle had me roll over and she used both hands expertly. Her hands slid over both ass cheeks, down my legs, up my thighs, onto my sex. And one hand stayed there. Teasing, probing, playing. I whimpered and moaned. Her free hand slid all over my back and ass while her fingers pulled my lips apart. And then I felt a finger enter and I whimpered softly. She whispered to me and touched me till I was aware of two fingers in me, probing, teasing, touching. My legs naturally parted.

There was no doubt about it, she was screwing me with her fingers now, a nice rhythm, working in and out, hard then soft. Suddenly there was pressure on my muscles at my back there. It was her thumb, pressing down. I turned my head to look at her, a little panic in my eyes.

“Relax, honey. Trust me. I’ll want you to learn how to do this to me.”

I closed my eyes and tried to slow my breathing. Her oiled thumb pressed harder, easy my anal muscles open. Thank God she didn’t have big hands but then I think she was a little surprised when her thumb slid in suddenly.

“This isn’t the first time you’ve had something in your ass, is it?”

“Um, no.” I answered, not daring to look at her.

“You are a virgin, aren’t you.”

“Oh yes. I’ve never had a penis in either hole.”

“But you’ve touched a penis, or as I like to call it, a cock, before?”

“Um, yes, I’ve touched one.”

“Just one? But you didn’t have it in your snatch or ass?”

“No, just played with it.”

Mrs. Earle was working my ass and cunt slowly while we talked, it felt so good, I couldn’t help wiggle my hips back at her.

“You like this don’t you?”

“yes”

“You like your teacher fucking your ass and cunt?”

“Yes I like.”

“Rise up on your knees sweetheart.”

And I rose up, but Doreen kept a firm hand on my shoulders, keeping them down so that my ass stuck obscenely up in the air. Doreen shuffled down on her knees till she was more behind me and she worked her hand harder. Eventually, she took her thumb out and inserted a finger from her other hand. Not much thinner but definitely longer. As I was instructed before, I told her how good it felt and I cried out when my third orgasm hit me, the sweat breaking out all over me.

Mrs. Earle took a towel to me then, wiping me down, removing the oil. “I thought we were going to tan?” I asked. 

“Can’t have that oil in the Jacuzzi.”

And when she was done with me, and although I tried to touch her, Doreen led me to one side where I realized what it was I saw in the first place; the cover to a Jacuzzi. Doreen fired it up and I helped her uncover the top. I giggled as I slid into the water. It wasn’t hot but not cold either. Doreen slid over and straddled my legs, kissing each other deeply.

“Touch me Shannon, touch me my young lover.”

And I did. I used my imagination, my teachings, what I like to do for myself and before long Mrs. Earle was moving up and down in the water, fucking my fingers until she came. She slid off me, pulled me onto her lap sideways, kissing and touching me softly.

And that’s the position we were in when someone stepped out onto the deck.

To Be Continued...



Teacher's Pet Ch. 4



As I sat cuddles on Mrs. Earle’s lap in the Jacuzzi, I turned to see a man walk out onto the deck.

“Hi hun,” Mrs. Earle said, “You’re home early?”

“Yeah, the other boys had things to do today so we only played nine holes.” The man approached the sunken tub. “Who’s this?”

“Darrel, I would like to meet Shannon. Shannon, this is my husband Darrel.”

“Pleased to meet you Shannon.” He said, smiling warmly. I should have been worried but his smile and expression was quite open and sincere. It almost seemed as if finding a young girl sitting naked on his wife’s lap was not a surprise. I started to wonder just how many girls have found themselves in this exact situation.

“Nice to meet you too Darrel.” I answered bravely, covering my breasts with one arm. 

“Why don’t you join us, hun. Shannon, you don’t mind, do you?”

What could I say? I answered no, it was okay. Darrel had his shoes off already, and he peeled away his golf clothes, tossing them onto a nearby chair. He was nicely toned, not muscular but you could what was there flexed nicely, especially when he drew his shirt over his head. Darrel too had no tan lines, his penis already half erect at finding his wife and a young lover at home.

“Nice cock, isn’t it dear?” Doreen asked me, nuzzling my neck.

I’ve seen a few, well, two actually and Darrel’s seemed very nice indeed. He was circumcised, the head large and turning a deeper purple red, the shaft thick and veined. Doreen was touching me, pushing my arm away from my chest. “Doesn’t Shannon have nice tits? They are very sensitive!” Doreen cupped one of my breasts and lifted it out of the water for Darrel’s inspection.

“Yes, a very nice light chocolate colour and large too.”

Doreen lifted me off her lap, and set me aside. She walked across the small tub and stood in front of her husband. Because the tub was set into the deck, her head met his groin perfectly. She was reaching for him, his penis while she told him about us making love and how good I was. I was embarrassed and proud at the same time. Soon her words were muffled though and I knew why. Darrel waved me over and I slid in beside Doreen. She was giving her husband a slow blow job, taking her time and using her fingers along the length of his penis.

I watched as one of Doreen’s hands slid down her own body and between her legs. I decided to help out and I moved behind her, crouched, the water at shoulder level; and I pressed my face against her backside. Doreen opened her legs and I began to lick, sick and touch like she had taught me. I could here her moan with pleasure, although the sound was muffled with the penis in her mouth. Darrel groaned a little too; she must be exerting a little more pressure as I worked on her.

“oh God Shannon, that feels good. Suck my clit baby.”

As I reached for her clit with my tongue and lips, I accidentally pressed a finger against her anus and was surprised when it began to slip in. Her muscles weren’t as tight as mine and I realized that I knew why. That thought drove me a little crazy and I began to imagine her husband sticking his cock into her ass, while my finger began to slide in and out.

The two of them were making lots of soft fucking sounds and Doreen told us she was going to cum and she told Darrel to hurry up and cum in her mouth. It almost seemed I was satisfying them both when Mrs. Earle came in my mouth, and Mr. Earle in hers.

Doreen backed away, pulled me to her and shared her husbands semen in my mouth. She told me how bad I was. In a good sense. We laughed. Darrel slipped into the tub and we began to kiss each other in turns, sometimes they tried to kiss me at the same time. I felt both small and large hands on my body, touching, stroking, probeing. I was suddenly their toy and they played with me forever. I was sandwiched between them, facing Darrel, Doreen crushed up against my back. I felt her firm breasts pressed against me. Darrel would reach around and touch his wife too.

“Would you like to suck Darrel’s cock Shannon?” Doreen asked.

“Yes, please.”

Darrel sat up on the edge of the tub, I slid between his legs and took his shaft into my hands. I slowly slid my tongue around his thick head and over his tiny opening. He was near full erection again from all our touching. Doreen lay her head on his right thigh and watched me. After awhile and a few whimpers from Darrel, Doreen said “You’ve done this before, a lot; I thought you were a virgin?”

“I am. Sort of…” I replied, my lips just brushing his cock as I spoke, “I’ve never had a cock on my, you know, but I’ve played with one before.”

“Who’s?” she asked.

But I didn’t reply, instead I sucked harder on Darrel’s cock, pulling him into my mouth with my hand. I caught the look Doreen gave Darrel out of the corner of my eye, but I wasn’t asked anything further.

“Shannon,?” Darrel started to ask, his voice a lot husky with panting, “would you let me be your first?”

I stopped what I was doing, looked at Doreen who nodded, and up at Darrel who smiled at me softly. I didn’t know, I didn’t come here to have a cock shoved in me, I came to be with my teacher. I looked at her.

Doreen pulled me to her, kissing softly. “You don’t have to Shannon. It would mean a great deal to me but its your decision. We won’t do anything more than what we have but if you would like to feel the pleasure of a real woman, Darrel would be very gentle. You don’t even have to worry about birth control, Darrel had a vasectomy years ago.”

“What’s a vasectomy?”

“Darrel had the tubes leading from his testicles cut and sealed, the sperm cannot come out.”

“Then how did he cum in your mouth?”

They laughed, “Darrel still cums, lust that his jism doesn’t contain any sperm, they come from different places.”

Boy, I thought, I just flunked biology.

Darrel was back in the tub, behind me, kissing and touching. I could feel his hard shaft poking at my backside and that image I had of them making love flashed through my mind again. I whispered, “I’ll do it.”

We touched and kissed some more, fingers opened me and massaged my walls. Doreen climbed up onto the edge of the pool and told me to sit on her lap, my legs on the out side of hers. Then she opened her legs, pulling mine apart. Darrel swam in and placed his mouth on my pussy. He gave expert oral while Doreen kissed me and touched me. She squeezed my breasts and teased my nipples. I was suddenly aware that Darrel had stopped and I tensed up as he stood up in the tub. His cock was hard and pointing at me.

“Relax.” Mrs. Earle said, pulling my wet hair back from my ear and nibbling on the exposed lobe. I watched in amazement as Darrel pressed his huge cock head against my lips, and pushed them open, using the head as a divider. Satisfied, he pressed forward and I whimpered as he parted me. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I couldn’t believe as I actually watched him enter me. Inch by inch, a little in and out till her met resistance. His hands were on my thighs, “This may hurt a little but I’ll go real slow.”

I’ve felt this part before but then I had refused to go any further and had kept my virginity. Now, with Doreen holding me, kissing me, I let Darrel proceed. I closed my eyes as the pain hit me and I felt him go further in. Gently his fingers slid along my legs, comforting me as he began to pull in and out further. I looked down and cried out when I saw his shaft had a tint of pink to it. 

“Don’t worry, its just a little blood, it will disappear soon. It will be just your sex juices keeping me warm inside you.”

Darrel’s rhythm increased and I watched in amazement as my lips swallowed him up to the base. Doreen and I were slightly leaning back now. I was shocked and excited as Mrs. Earle began to encourage her husband. The way we were positioned must have meant she felt his thrusts against her legs too.

“That’s it Honey, fuck that virgin cunt. Make her cry for more. Make her a real woman. Fuck my horny student. Make her cum on your cock for the first time.”

On and on, till I was whimpering and moaning in pleasure. At times, four hands were touching me. I was aware of Doreen behind me, I was aware of Darrel’s thick cock inside me and when someone began to touch my exposed clit, I jerked and cried out as I began to climax. Darrel wasn’t ready and he continued to fuck me, harder now, as my released juices made things slippery and smooth. I think I was about to climax again but Darrel beat me to it, grabbing my thighs and hammering himself home in short, hard bursts. 

I reached out and drag my nails over his chest, felt the fine muscles there. I gripped his waist and held him to me. He pulled me upright and held me against his chest, my arms wrapping around him, my head on his shoulder. We sank back down into the tub, Mrs. Earle beside us, cooing and touching me softly. They asked if I was all right. When I didn’t answer Darrel pulled me from his chest and I smiled. I kissed them both and thanked them. We held each other till Darrel couldn’t stay in me any longer.

Doreen led me out of the tub, dried me off, and inspected me. She said she was checking to see if I was still bleeding. It didn’t seem so but she gave me one of her pads for my panties. I wanted to stay longer but my folks expected me home soon. Mrs. Earle would drive me home but only after promising two things; one, not to say a word at school about this and two, to come back tomorrow. 

I promised that it was our secret, but that I couldn’t come tomorrow, I was, um, er busy. “Would next Saturday be okay?”

We agreed. And I was taken home where that night I would dream about making love to both her and her husband. I wonder what the next day with Miss Langford, the principal, was going to be like?



Teacher's Pet Ch. 5



The bell rang for the front door and I jumped out of my kitchen chair. “See ya later Mom!” I called, heady for the door.

“Wait!” she said, heading to meet me at the door. Oh shit, I thought.

I opened the door and Ms. Langford was smiling at me. But before she could say anything, Mom was at my back, extending a hand. I made introductions and Mom thanked her for driving me to the game.

“Oh, we can’t have our star player late!” she replied, smiling at me. I think we were really going to the game but I wasn’t sure. “Say,” she continued, “did you bring that Algebra book with you? I could tutor you a little after the game, if that’s alright with you?” she asked my Mom.

“Oh yes, of course, any help would be appreciated.” I had to go to my room and get the textbook. God only knows what they were talking about in the meantime. I was sweating already! I kissed my Mom goodbye and she waved at us on the way out of the drive.

We no sooner had left the block when Ms. Langford’s hand on was on my knee. I was dressed for the game, which meant I head our team sweater, skirt and socks on. Her hand landed on bare flesh and she squeezed firmly.

“I will reward you after the game today according to how well you play.”

What did that mean?!

It was about a half-hour drive to the field during which time her hand had found its way up my thigh, under my skirt, and against my panties. By the time we left the car, my panties were quite moist. I asked if we could blow the game and go to her place. “My, my, eager to learn aren’t we?! But no, you have to play, the team needs you but afterwards, I’ll teach you so much.”

The turned out to be a tough one, and the score at half time was only one nothing for us. Ms. Langford was able to isolate me for a second and she whispered softly “If you don’t get your ass in eager, its what I am going to fuck first.”

My mouth dropped open! I stared at her as she smiled and began cheering the team on again. I guess I must have been motivated because I really put out, tying the game and helping to put two more on the board for us without letting in any more.

Ms. Langford hustled me back in the car and we sped out of the parking lot. A few quick turns and she suddenly stops on the side of the road. She leans over and kisses me, licks my chin and jawline. “I just had to taste your salty sweat; you really put out during the second half and I am going to reward you handsomely.”

Back on the road, we headed to her place. She seemed very excited as we got of her car and rose up the elevator to her apartment. She probably would have been all over in there if there wasn’t another passenger. Once inside, she closed the door behind me, took my bag out of my hand and pressed me against the back of the door. Her hands were all over, up my sweater, gathering my skirt. Her tongue probed my mouth and licked me again, wiping the salty residue off. “I love you sweaty darling but I want us to make our own sweat. Go get a shower and be quick about it.”

Ms. Langford led me down the hall into turned the shower on for me while I got undressed. She helped me finish and I stepped into the needles of the water. I asked if she was joining me but she said she had to get things ready. I washed with soap, rinsed off, and got out of the shower as fast as possible. I continued to towel dry myself as I walked down the hall. I found her bedroom and her. Ms. Langford was standing on the far side of the bed, wearing black nylons held up with a garter and black gloves that went past her elbow and nothing else.

Once again my jaw dropped. Her hair is always pinned up but now it cascaded past her shoulders in big curls. Her breasts were surprisingly small, the nipples tiny pink dots. Her pubic hair was dark but trimmed. “Put that on.” She commanded, pointing to the bed on my side. I’ve seen pictures of this but never thought I would ever be wearing anything so sexy. It was white; all of it was white. I started with nylons, slipped on the garter, but Ms. Langford had to help me attach it. The bodice tied up the back and the front had these cup type things that my breasts sat in, totally exposed.

Ms. Langford took my hand and made me stand in front of the mirror against one wall. She slid around behind me, reached out, and touched me here, there, everywhere while I watched my reflection. That wasn’t me? Couldn’t be? I looked older and God, I think I looked quite hot. She led me to her makeup stand and helped me apply some liner, mascara, and lipstick. She took me to the mirror again. Damn! Who was that? She was hot! I think it was me. I looked for her reflection and saw her kneel beside me, licking my exposed thigh. I watched as her hand slid over my pubic hair.

She turned me sideways and licked each exposed nipple, massaging them with her gloved hands. She kissed over the fabric and down to my groin, kissing the soft fuzzy hair, pushing her face closer, hands sliding around and spreading my ass cheeks. I watched her in the mirror.

Ms. Langford asked no questions, she knew what she wanted from me and was going to take it. I was hers. She led me to the bed and lay me out. She made me pose; leg up, rolled to one side, hand between legs, parting my own pussy lips, touch my breasts, tease my own nipples, roll over on my belly, get up on all fours, reach for my sex underneath me, reach along my back side and pull an ass cheek to one side, press a finger against my anus. On and on till I was wet with excitement.

Finally she told me to lay on my back and she crawled between my legs, licking and sucking up my sex juice there. I moaned and cried for her. There were suddenly two fingers in my snatch and I gasped, my hips jerking to meet her. She made me cum that way, not that it was hard work. As I caught my breath, my sight was suddenly filled with her pussy coming down on my face. She was positioned to look down my body; her thighs on either side my head, rocking her cunt onto my mouth. She gave no instructions, just told me to fuck her with my tongue. I was able to reach her ass and thighs and I squeezed her as her cunt slid back and forth on my extruding tongue. 

“Fuck Shannon, fuck me Shannon, make me cum in your mouth.”

She changed position a little, laying down across me now, her shoulders shoving my legs up and behind her arms, making my ass rise up. Her gloved fingers probed me, working me all over again. I had to reach for her pussy now and I found her hard clit. I’m no expert, but it seemed huge. I could easily suck on it, which I did.

“Oh yes, Shannon, suck my clit!”

Her wet fingers slid out of my pussy and I felt the pressure of one against my anus. I knew what was going to happen and I trembled as she firmly slid it past my tight muscles. Her own mouth found my tiny clit and she circled and teased it. I couldn’t help it; I began to rock underneath her, trying to get that finger in deeper. I broke out in a sweat trying to hump her finger and tongue while keeping up my end of the deal.

“I’m cumming Shannon, baby, sweetie, I’m cumming. Drink me up!”

Her hips smashed down on my face and I was suddenly covered in her cum juice. I didn’t think women produced anything like this. But I didn’t care because I was orgasming again.

She collapsed on top of me then slid slowly around. She gathered me up and rolled so that now I was on top. We simply touched and kissed. She licked my face and said something about that being the salty taste she liked. We combed each other’s hair with our fingers. I told her how beautiful she was and I kissed her, sliding down a little to lick each tiny nipple. For having such a large clit, she certainly had small nipples. Ms. Langford wiggled around till she had my nylon clad leg between hers and she told me to push against her.

I was up on my arms, pushing against her while she was able to reach out and touch my breasts. She suddenly grabbed me and flung me to one side. “I want to fuck you Shannon.” She said as she slid off the bed. 

“I thought we were?” I answered coyly.

Ms. Langford was stepping into something else now. Another type of garter it looked like but I saw her take out this beige rubber cock and slip it into the garter in the front. She turned to me and I knew that this was what they called a strapon.

“Suck my cock Shannon.” Stepping to the edge of the bed. I slid my legs over and she guided the rubber cock to my mouth. This I could do and I think I gave her a pretty good blow job. She pushed me back on the bed and told me to get on all fours. I remembered the feel of Mrs. Earle yesterday when she had me in this position. My memories were interrupted when she knelt behind me and fed her cock into my young pussy.

“Oh God, Shannon, you have such a nice ass! Full, round, easy to grab.” And grab it she did, fucking me in long hard strokes. She would bend over and grab a handful of hair, pulling me back against her. This felt a little bit like yesterday, although it didn’t hurt as much. Still, I was a little tender and I made little painful sounds. I think it turned her on because she started humping faster and harder.

“So, my little slut, you are no virgin. Just as I suspected when I saw you screwing Mrs. Earle.” I tried to explain but she told me shut up. “But I bet you’re still a virgin here?” and her gloved fingers started massaging my anus again. Oh no, no way, she surely didn’t intend…?

The rubber cock slid out of me and it was pressed against my brown little hole.

‘No, no, I’m not ready, I can’t…”

“You can and you will you little bitch! Do you think you can make me so hot and horny and not let me fuck you any way I want?!” and the rubber head slid in. I gasped, cried out. She worked it in and out. I tried to crawl away. ‘Hold still bitch!” Ms. Langford pushed my shoulders down and I felt her rise up on either side of me, her knees bent, and nearly coming straight down into me. I cried out in pain but she didn’t stop, she didn’t stop till I was taking her fake cock all the way in. The pain subsided and she started to gather speed and drive.

“Touch yourself cunt, finger your own pussy.”

I reached between my legs and slowly touched myself. There was a jolt of pleasure. I began to finger myself more, playing with my clit. Ms. Langford was nearly bouncing on my ass now, swearing and cursing and panting loudly. The base of the dildo must have been rubbing her too because she suddenly cried out she was cumming in my ass, which I figured was a pretty stupid thing to say but at least she stopped.

I collapsed on the bed, my hand still between my legs. She lay beside me, rolled me against her, lifted my leg and guided her forever-hard cock into my pussy. I couldn’t help myself, with her laying behind me like that, her hands sliding over my body, I slowly rocked up and down until I came, softly, whimpering in almost pain and pleasure.

Ms. Langford held me then, cooing and whispering to me. When I almost fell asleep she shook me awake and led me to the shower where I stood numbly while she washed me. I was a zombie when she towel dried me and helped me get dressed. Oh, we kissed, I touched her but I was exhausted. A hard game on the field and a hard game in her bed. She had to wake me when she pulled onto our street and left me on our doorstep. I skipped supper and went straight to bed. Dad asked me questions later and he seemed to guess something was up but I told him I was just tired from playing and studying. 

God, how was I going to look at either of them tomorrow at school?



Teacher's Pet Ch. 6



“Shannon, come in here!”

Ms. Langford called me into her office, rather sternly. I knew better, but I still put on a concerned face for anyone watching.

The closed behind me and I went to turn around and fall in her arms but her hand fell on my shoulder and guided me to a chair. I was surprised to see someone sitting in the other chair in front of her desk. 

“Shannon, this is Donald, another of my special students.”

Special students? What the hell does that…oh, I know. And my face went red. But so did Donald’s. He turned his face down to his lap.

“Donald is going to come over to my apartment for special lessons tonight, and I want you to be there.”

I stared at her. “Are you serious?”

“Don’t use that tone with me! You will do exactly as I say.” She looked at me harshly but then she relaxed, came around to the front of the desk and sat on its edge. We had an excellent view of her long legs. ‘I just wanted you two meet, to see if there was an chemistry between us.”

I looked at Donald. He wasn’t handsome, but no where near ugly either. His hair was too long but clean. T-shirt and jeans, basic boy wear.

“I want you two to kiss for me.”

I stared at her again and then at Donald. “Go on, kiss him.”

I leaned over and Donald met me half way. We kissed quickly and then sat back.

“Jesus, I said kiss him! Get up out of those chairs. Now hold each other. Good. Now kiss.”

Donald was a little taller, and I could feel him tremble under my hands as I held him. We kissed. My eyes closed and I imagined us somewhere else, somewhere alone. That spell was soon broken.

“Very nice. Now touch each other, let your hands slide over each others body. Good”

I slid my hands down his arms, up again and over his chest. He did the same and I shivered as his gentle, shy touch passed over my breasts.

“Kiss some more. Use your tongues.”

I opened my lips for Donald and his tongue slid in. We softly wrestled but I could feel his touch become a little harder, firmer. And then I felt his firmness against my belly. I was starting to warm up to this. I wiggled my body against his.

“Oh very good Shannon, my little slut. Feel his cock against your belly, rub it with your body. Do you want Shannon?”

Donald mumbled yes.

“Touch him Shannon.” I knew what she meant and I slid a hand between us, turning my wrists and laying my fingers along his bulge in his jeans. Donald moaned in my mouth. Donald was grabbing my ass cheeks.

“Hurry.” Ms. Langford instructed, “ we don’t have much time. Take your clothes off.”

We struggled out of our clothes, Ms. Langford helping each of us but not getting undressed herself. Finally, we stood face to face, naked, and we began to touch each other again. Ms. Langford circled us, touching us. “Getting down on your knees Shannon and suck his cock, I know you want to.”

I fell down in front of him and devoured his cock, my hands sliding up and down and scratching his pubic hair. Ms. Langford knelt beside us and watched, her hand circling around behind my ass, sliding between my legs and trying to probe me. I moaned with the cock in my mouth. This was fantastic! I wonder what Mrs. Earle would say if she saw us?

“Donald, she is so wet for you. Do you want to fuck her?”

“Yes, I want to fuck her Mistress.”

Mistress? That was strange.

“Stand up Shannon.” I stood up but she didn’t. “Bend over my desk slut.” I bent over and I found out quick enough why she didn’t stand up with me. She stuck her face in my crack, licking and sucking my cunt lips from behind. I closed my eyes and whimpered. And just as I was coming close to an orgasm, she stopped. But I moaned again as Donald took her place. Well, sort of, because he was still standing and it was his hot, hard cock entering me. 

He didn’t hesitate and began to hump my ass cheeks, burying himself at each stroke. Ms. Langford had told us to hurry. I opened my eyes and saw her reaching under her skirt, her panties pulled aside and her fingers going in and out as fast as Donald. I wanted to put my mouth down there but Donald had me pinned.

“Hurry, Donald, hurry.” She was panting. She was really turned on by this. Maybe she had an appointment soon and they could be barging in any moment. The thought of someone walking through that door and see my pressed down on the desk, a cock in my hungry cunt, drove me wild and I began to squirm and push back at Donald.

It was too much for Donald and he grunted loudly as he gripped my hips and held himself tightly in. I wiggled and pushed back, cumming just after him. I collapsed on the desk, breathing hard.

There was a cloth applied to me when Donald exited. I turned to find Ms. Langford wiping me off. “I’m going to smell this all afternoon.” She said, bringing the cloth close to her nose. Donald was getting dressed and I followed suit. I whispered to him that it was great. He smiled and thanked me, said I had a nice ass. Oh well, so much for compliments.

“Now don’t be late tonight. Hurry off to your class and try to keep your mind on the subject.” She laughed, gave us each a kiss and ushered us out.

“And don’t let me catch you two in the bleachers again!” she declared loudly for anyone that may be wondering why we were in the office together. That sentence was going to get me a reputation for something I didn’t do but then maybe it was time I shed this innocent girl image. 

As we parted in the hall, I gave Donald’s ass a pinch which was not unnoticed and I smiled as I headed off to class.

(this is the last in this series; watch for new ones )