2 comments/ 73181 views/ 1 favorites Chemistry Help By: Azuldrgon (Another story inspired by a beautiful Lit lady. All participants are of legal age.) Ty was sitting in his chemistry class, or what was left of his chemistry class as the other students had already left. He felt guilty for making the mess he did with the baking soda and the mystery acid Mrs. Milton left on her desk. Ty didn't always act up in class, but being a smart assed senior to begin with he never let an opportunity go by to flex his intellect. In this case, the addition of baking soda was just to prove that her mystery liquid was actually an acid to help some of the not so bright classmates stumble upon her extra credit challenge. However, Mrs. Milton was not as amused. She wasn't even sure how Ty snuck the little granules of baking soda inside the lid of the beaker without being detected. She started logically thinking in her head that it probably happened when there was that page from the principal who's only need was to ensure she would be at her meeting that afternoon to go over her performance. Mrs. Milton looked forward to those informal chats just because she loved to taunt the principal a bit. She loved the way he would avert his eyes when her buttons would pop open and reveal a slight hint of the creamy white bra she wore just to tease him with. However, her flirting would have to wait until she dealt with Ty. Part of her was furious over the trick he pulled although she confessed to herself that it was pretty sneaky. As she looked through the one sided mirror, she could notice that he was a little upset over having to be kept after. She knew his schedule to know that he had study hall next period, not like his intellect needed the lack of stimulation. The way his grey wire frames rested on the bridge of his nose, his casual dress shirt opening three buttons down to reveal the Big Johnson brand T-shirt that was banned from the school the year before. He definitely was a tricky one. She wondered inside her head how to make him understand that pranks were not appreciated. Ty's glance stole to the office door as Mrs. Milton sashayed her way back into the lab, her hips barely registering her movements under the loose fitting skirt she wore. As his eyes slowly rose to see her face, he could see two buttons undone on her white blouse, the blue scarf tied around her neck in such a sophisticated manner. As she neared, his nose detected the slight aroma of the perfume she always wore. One night, he actually figured out using his mother and sister's collection of scents what the scent was and was surprised it was slightly expensive in price, particularly on a teacher's salary. "Mr. Monroe," she started."You understand what you did was wrong, correct?" Ty mockingly bowed his head. As he began to wander off mentally looking at Mrs. M's modest heels, he could now imagine the scent more vividly. In his mind, he remembered that his dad bought his mom that fragrance after a really bitter fight over something major. He could picture in his mind the fight itself, both of their faces red and blown out like they were attached to an air compressor. Ty even remembered how his dad slept on the couch that night. He started to remember the next day as his dad arrived home from work, his mom providing little interaction to him until the box was placed right in front of her spot at the family table. As his mom opened it, he remembered how surprised she was and how she ran over and hugged him. It was then Ty heard the most disturbing thing in the world to that point in his life. The walls knocking as his parents had make up sex. He could hear the knocking even louder in his ears until.... "MR MONROE!!!!!" His mind slipped back to reality as he saw Mrs. M looking straight in his face, her mouth turned more into an angry growl that this inconsiderate brat would even think of nodding off during her interrogation. As she leaned down to get eye to eye with him, Ty caught a glimpse of the valley between her breasts as a dot of sweat went down between them. Ty's mind began to wander yet again, but he kept himself staring into her eyes. Her beautiful green eyes that started hypnotizing him as she started talking quieter as a way to keep his attention. As she heard her own voice quieting down, she could feel her anger subside slightly as Mr. Monroe's eyes were looking straight into hers. She started to see images in her head of what she should have been doing instead of talking to this delinquent. She imagined the small silver buzzing toy she was going to use to give herself a quick pick her up prior to her meeting next period so she was relaxed and in that playful mood for the principal. Oh how this eighteen year old "kid" was gonna pay for ruining her playtime. "Mrs. M? " It was then she realized she was distracted as Ty pointed towards her purse sitting on her desk. "Is that your cell phone going off? I heard a buzzing, but it didn't die down like a normal cell phone does." Mrs. Milton then realized that she was partially busted. How could this senior even know what was in her purse. Could he deduce with that analytical mind of his was her intentions were for her planning period today and that he was interrupting it? She reached into her purse and turned the toy as quietly as she could until the sound went off. Ty rose from his chair. 'Mrs. M. I am sorry for making the mess and I know I should be punished, but seeing as how you probably have a very busy schedule, could we finish up? I have a math test next period that I still need to study for and frankly it worries me. " Math test. She was starting to put some problems together in her head. "Ok, Ty," This drew a scared look from him seeing as he didn't even know that Mrs. Milton knew his real name let alone what everyone called him. "You will have to come see me after school today. Any questions? " Ty silently nodded his head before running out of the room and heading to the cafeteria for study hall. For some odd reason, his math test wasn't at the fore front of his mind as it should have been. As he started to open his book for his cram session, his mind began trying to piece together what just happened. Mrs. Milton was back in her office with her black skirt hiked over her legs as the pocket rocket began to buzz along her clit as she held her panties to the side. Slowly she rubbed it up and down as she imagined the different scenes running through her head. Although Mr. Milton was still in the picture, he had no idea about the toy she kept in her purse and how often she would have these private moments when she would pull it out and drive her senses crazy just to get through the day. As she imagined the bronze adonis in her mind that was licking her, a quick beep of the intercom brought her back to reality. She dropped the small cylinder as she pushed the answer button and talked to the principal. It crashed on the floor and broke apart. By the time she finished talking to him so she could relax a bit, she saw the damage and cursed to herself. She knew that it would be hard to get to the adult store to buy another, especially since she would have to use her debit card, which her hubby would question. What was even worse was that she was still extremely turned on. A little while later, she walked into the principal's office still massively turned on. She neglected to unbutton her shirt as she usually did because the last thing she needed during a review was to get so flustered that he marked her down. She was definitely off her game as the principal noticed. Mr. Anderson loved the glimpses that Mrs. Milton's flirting afforded him. But today seemed as if she was more distracted. As they began their review, Mrs. M had a harder time concentrating. The thought of her toy on the floor of her office broken combined with this review drove her crazy. Then she remembered the toy. She thought to herself that she left the pieces on the floor and forgot to clean them up. She then reasoned in her head that no one goes into her office and that she could get back after this review was done to clean it up. As Mr. Anderson droned on, she thought about his face and how she loved it when it was lilted a bit as she would flirt in the past. She knew his dedication to his wife, about their thirteen year marriage and how according to the other faculty members, he never showed any normal male behavior. Especially when certain of them have tried to seduce him. "So Mrs. Milton," he asked."Any questions on my recommendations? " She shook her head. In her worrisome state especially with her area still sensitive, she was having a really hard time paying attention. But she nodded her head as if she did so she could get back to the classroom. As she took her copy, she took Mr. Anderson's hand in a handshake and felt an electrical shock flow through it. It had a strong grip. Usually, her teasing would weaken him so much that it wouldn't. This time, he felt more confident and that Mrs. M was definitely off her game. As she walked out, her knees were more liquid than solid, almost colloidal. As she reached her classroom, she saw a backpack near her desk. As soon as she saw the backpack, she remembered. 'Mr. Monroe. Tyrone? " she looked around and didn't see the big lug around. As she walked towards her office, she saw him at her desk poured over. She glanced down at the floor beneath her chair and saw the scraps of her buzzer were gone. in her mind, she panicked. As she thought how to explain it, Ty looked up and smiled innocently. "Mrs. M., I found this under your chair and was able to fix it for you." Mrs. Milton was shocked. Not only was he a chemistry whiz, but he was pretty good with electronics? As she looked down at him, she then realized that he possibly had done that before. "Mr. Monroe, have you fixed these before?" he blushed. "I hate to admit this Mrs. M, but my girlfriend has the same one and it breaks at the most weird times. Putting it back together was easy. I figured this was the buzzing I heard during our little chat." Ty looked up at his teacher and began to imagine what conditions would precipitate her toy being broken on the floor of her office. As he looked over her, he could sense how frazzled she was, how she was frustrated from her earlier attempt at release. It wasn't hard after determining how the plastic casing fell that she did attempt a release and judging by the way she was looking at him, he deduced that she didn't finish and she was slightly embarrassed. "Mrs. M, are you ok? Did you need me to leave? I promise I won't tell anyone about this and I can keep a secret." She was torn. Part of her wanted to take advantage of this piece of manhood before her in a carnal way just to release. Yet her heart told her that would be the wrong move because he was one of her students and besides that, he was a trouble maker. Ty could sense she was deciding her next move. As she stood there thinking, he swung around in her chair and looked at her. He started looking at her from her lips and started to read her intentions. Ty's experience with his girlfriend was limited. He had touched her sensitive areas and even allowed himself the chance to rub his member inside her clit. Yet it wasn't the stuff he found on the internet as he was interested in. Her shirt was slightly open and he could see the sweat droplets appearing on her breasts a bit. His mind began working. "Perhaps I should leave you alone with this toy so you could finish and you could punish me tomorrow?" Ty rose slowly as Mrs. M was deep in thought. He planted the seed a bit more and allowed his idea to fester in her head. Her eyes glanced at his jeans noticing how he was growing a bit. She was thinking that she couldn't trust this student as far as she could throw him. She had to act fast. "Mr. Monroe, how do I know you wouldn't just post a blog about Mrs. M's toy on the internet when you got home?" He was surprised. He never even considered it, but he knew she just unwittingly gave him some ammo. "You don't. But I could forget all about it if you want me to." "You will?" Mrs. M wasn't as dense as he thought she was. She knew his perverted mind was up to something and she knew she had to act fast. She slowly backed up as she unbuttoned her third button to reveal the glimpse of her bra. She reasoned in her head that if he was going to try something that baiting him would help her defend herself. "One condition though, Mrs. M." he saw the glimpse of her bra and started thinking about if he was in control or not. He then decided to prove his theory by one phrase. "If you let me watch you use that thing to make sure it works, I'll keep it a secret." Mrs. Milton thought in her mind that she had won. He was shaken enough that he wasn't going to force her to fuck him, but left enough wiggle room to have some fun. She smiled a bit before acting as if she was shocked. "Are you serious?' "I'm 'fraid so, Mrs. M. Besides, I want to make sure it works." As he backed a little, he slowly locked the door to her office behind his back and watched what her next move would be. Mrs. Milton sat down in her chair and looked at the toy in front of her. She knew what she was going to do, but she had to bait him more. "O.o.o.okay. You win." She took the toy in her hand and looked at it once more as she leaned back in her chair. She swung her left leg over the arm of it as Ty watched in shock. She slowly turned the toy on and noticed that it was quieter. She slowly took the tip of it and was getting ready to lick it as she usually did when she remembered her false modesty. "I'm not sure I can do this in front of you. It is a private moment you know? Maybe you could sit down and watch?" Ty was even more shocked. He saw his teacher sitting there with her legs spread as a toy was in her hand. As he pulled up the chair, he watched as Mrs. Milton began to slowly, teasingly rub it along the outside of her panties, which were already extremely wet by this time. As she began to slowly take one hand to move them to the side, Ty could see her clit was shaved clean. This was new to him since his girlfriend's was so bushy and not as neat. The jeans he wore became more restrictive as he watched her slowly get into her routine. He watched how the buzzing extension of her fingers ran over her labia and the way she was slow and teasing on it. It was harder and harder for him to contain himself as his natural instincts wanted him to allow his own member to expose itself. Ty was between a hard decision and his hard dick. Mrs. Milton was enjoying this new sensation of her toy on her clit while this handsome senior watched her. She could tell his dick was wanting attention and loved the fact that he was under her control. She slowly began moving the toy lower so it buzzed her puckered rosebud as she let a low moan out of her mouth as a way of furthering this seduction along. She could almost see Ty's eyes pop out of his socket as she buzzed it a second time. She had always been curious about her rear being used as an entry point having read about it and watched it on the different porn sites she would visit while her hubby slept. The teasing did it's intended effect as Ty's bulge became much more pronounced within the jeans he wore. The vibrator kept sliding up and down Mr. Milton's slit as Ty kept trying to slyly touch his bulge. Mrs. M. savored the control she was having over this joker. "Ty, do you mind if I have you open the zipper of the jeans just a bit? I love to visualize while I do this." It was a few moments before Ty had his pants undone and his boxers visible. Mrs. Milton smiled because she knew in her mind that she was really close to her goal. Within moments, she could see his cock twitching within his boxers and a tell tale stain start to form. It was then she licked her lips seductively as she stared at his crotch. Ty felt warm watching his chemistry teacher right before him as her pussy began moistening more. He was envisioning himself tongue buried deep within it tasting her as she moaned. He could see where this was going and realized that he was caught and that there was no escape. Without warning, he stood and allowed his jeans to drop as he began to pull off his boxers over the athletic shoes he wore. He began to stroke himself slowly as his teacher looked on, allowing his pre cum to coat the head of his tool. Mrs. Milton was surprised to hear the next words cross her lips. "Bring it to my mouth....please?' Ty moved quickly, stroking his dick before her mouth as she allowed her tongue to extend and start licking the fluid leaking from the end. She slowly licked more and more fluid until she took a hand and pushed him into her mouth by pressing his firm young rear. Ty quietly let out a low moan as Mrs. Milton slowly swallowed as much of his nine inch tool as she could, allowing the fluids seeping out to go down her throat. Her seduction completed, she allowed her hand to grasp the base of it as she slowly and carefully kept sucking his tool. Occasionally, she would allow the member to slip out of her mouth and rub her saliva all over her face as she rubbed her cheeks with his tool. She slipped out of the chair and pushed him against the wall as she knelt on her knees to continue her assault on his dick. Ty could feel himself getting ready to lose it as his teacher kept up her suction on him. His resolve crumbled quickly as she began deep throating him daring him to empty himself inside her mouth. As Ty looked down at his smiling teacher, he weakened and shot a huge amount of his seed into her mouth, almost choking her with it's volume. As she backed away slowly, she could tell that this punishment was well beyond Ty's expectations. "So are you going to keep this secret?" she asked him as he still attempted to catch his breath. Ty nodded in agreement. "Tomorrow afternoon, you will meet me here so we can continue your punishment. If it wasn't for the fact that my husband wants me home in an hour, you'd be fucking me. But we can save that thrill for tomorrow." Mrs. Milton winked at Ty as she began to clean herself up. Ty, sensing the hint, pulled up his pants and began to walk out when Mrs. Milton stopped him. She took out a post it note from her desk and wrote down a phone number on it. After shoving it into his pocket, she allowed him to go as she sat back down to finish herself off. Chemistry Help Ch. 02 (Author's Note: This is the second in my foray into the Mature genre. Everyone is of legal age. Check out the first chapter for background about the characters.) Ty was still shaking when he walked into his house. As he slowly walked towards his room, he heard his cell phone go off. He looked on the display and saw his girlfriend's name. One quick moment and the decision was made. He answered. "Hey darlin, what's going on? " The voice at the other end was her cheerful self as usual. Good ole Brittany always knew how to be peppy. "Hello, lover. Just got home?" "Yeah, had to fix a problem from Chemistry. Where are you? " Immediately, Ty felt himself screw up because now he knew she knew where he was before he got home. "Just sitting here in my room wondering when my boyfriend would be coming over for some 'homework help'. Interested? " Ty was torn. Part of him knew that she would probably smell the cum off his jeans and underwear after Mrs. Milton's blow job. But there was a part that knew he felt deeply for Brittany as well. "Give me a few minutes, I ripped my jeans and I need to change first." "Okay, but hurry up cause I really need your help right now. Bye." Ty felt relieved. As he ran upstairs to change his clothes and take a quick shower, he was wondering if he was doing the right thing. Meanwhile, Mrs. Milton just finished her own brand of clean up and was walking towards her car when her own cell began to ring. Part of her was hoping it was Ty since she was still a little turned on . She felt a little disappointed when she saw it was her husband. She then answered. "Honey, I'm not going to be home for dinner tonight. Looks like the boss has me going with him to talk about the Armstrong account. Think you'll be okay?" Mrs. Milton thought to herself that it figured that she sent away a hard dick just to go home to an empty house. She tried to hide her disappointment a little. "Sure darling, I'll be okay. What time will you be home? " "Probably around 10 PM. No doubt the boss will be wanting to make the adjustments tonight instead of giving me peace. This will pay off soon, you'll see." "I trust you, love. Think I'll go out for some Chinese then." "Sounds like a plan Ang. Have as good a night as you can. remember we have the boat trip this weekend with the Samuels this weekend." "See you soon hun." As Angie hung up the phone, her mind was already working to come up with a plan how to tied her over. There was just one more part to her plan she needed to start. It started with a quick dinner at the local burger place so she could sneak over to the local adult novelty shop for a few trinkets. As she walked out of the store, she felt dirty. The kind of dirty a night of fierce fucking was the only cure for. By the time Ty was done with Brittany, she was breathing heavy and her long blond hair was strewn about the bed. Ty was looking at her knowing full well the possible damage that could be done if he told her about the blow job from Mrs. Milton. For the moment, everything was in harmony and the universe was balanced. That changed with the ringing of his cell phone. Ty quickly leaned over and saw the display with an unfamiliar number. Instead of answering, he pushed a button to silence his phone before he started talking and holding Brittany closer. Angie Milton was a little perturbed. She knew she had the right number based on the card her students filled out at the beginning of the year. She then decided she would give him a half hour, then try to call again. She then proceeded to grab the new vibrator she bought and caress her clit slowly as she remembered the action that took place in her office only hours earlier. She was imagining that young dick pulsating inside her mouth. She remembered the yummy taste of that fresh spunk as it eased over her tongue down her throat driving her clit beyond its normal limits. She was about to climax again when she heard the ringing of her cell phone. Cursing out loud, she grabbed the phone and answered it without looking at the display. "Mrs. M.?" It was Ty's voice. "Oh, hi Ty. Everything okay?" Her voice was breathy and partially pitched since she was so close to her personal climax. "Mrs. M., you called me first." The senior had her there. She was seeking him for a fuck before her husband would be home. However, when he didn't answer, she was taking matters into her own hands. "I did and I was wondering what you were doing tonight." She said it and at this point, there was no real turning back. "Mrs. M., I'm scared. What if your husband finds out what you did today or if my girlfriend finds out? I'll be screwed." "Awww come on, Ty. Afraid of a little danger. That wasn't what you said after that prank today." She decided to use that trump card even though it might be a dangerous thought. She could hear the silence over the phone as she could reason that he was debating how much that prank was actually worth. His answer was quick. "I'll be honest, Mrs. M. That blow job was dynamic. I can only imagine what fucking you would be like. So what's the address so I can try it out? " Angie was already dripping as she thought about what she was gonna make this senior stud do to her. Ty was about to turn the corner to reach her house when his cell phone rang. It was Brittany. "Hey,darlin. What's up?" He was careful to control his breathing to not alert her of the sin he was about to perform. "Still glowing from your help, lover boy. Wishing you were here for round two." "I know, darlin,"he paused for a sec."I have to finish that punishment Mrs. M. gave me for that prank I pulled today." 'Damn, what's that wench have you doing?" Ty had to think fast. "Would you believe copying the periodic table by hand? She's rough. But I did screw up." Ty held his breath to see if she bought it. "So will you pick me up for school tomorrow then?" Ty was excited that Brittany bought it. "Sure, baby. Pick you up at seven?" "Why seven? " "Breakfast, darlin. Breakfast." "Okay, lover. I'm in for breakfast at seven. See you tomorrow. Kisses." The phone disconnected and Ty proceeded to pull up to the front curb of the house. He parked his car. then walked up the wooded walkway towards Mrs. M's house. He took a look for a moment at the size of it and realized that Mr. M. probably had a really good job to afford a house like this. At the door, he considered knocking or ringing the doorbell when Mrs. M. opened the door. "Bout time you got here," she smiled. She stood at the door wearing a pink T shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants with a pair of cute pink slippers. Her hair was up like a cheer leader's ponytail and her smile was a genuine Texas sized one. It reminded Ty of Brittany's in a way. He started to have second thoughts. "Come in, the wooded walkway does grant us a bit of privacy, but I don't want nosey neighbors," Mrs. M. said as Ty shuffles in. She could tell he was having second thoughts, so her mind started working on a way to loosen him up a bit. "Did you want a soda to drink?" Ty heard soda and thought it sounded juvenile. But he played along. "Sure. Nice house Mrs. M." "Tyrone,"God he hated being called by his full first name, but he bore with it."Please call me Angie. Mrs. M. makes me feel so old. I'm only twenty years older than you. Younger than your parents I believe." Ty then realized that Mrs. M. did her homework. It explains how she tried to call him. Then he remembered that one of his past offenses had a conference attached where both parents met with her. "Um...Mrs. I mean Angie. So....."Any person could tell that Ty was nervous as a virgin, again. "How long will it be until Mr. M. gets home." Angie looked at him before flashing a grin. "Hours," she answered. "Listen, Ty, I don't want you to go through with this if you feel threatened or uncomfortable."These words shocked Ty as he sat there. He was thinking that Mrs. M. was gonna be some nympho he read about on the different porn sites he had been to, but she seems to be reserved. Perhaps she was having second thoughts. "Angie, if you don't want to....."he never go to finish that thought as Angie walked over and placed her lips over his, blowing softly. Ty could taste the familiar bouquet of chemicals that make Dr. Pepper on her breath as her lips opened causing his to open involuntarily. He could feel his arms reaching up and wrapping around her as much as she was able before she straddled his lap. Even through his underwear and jeans and through the sweatpants he knew she was wearing, he could feel an enormous amount of heat from her privacy between her legs that quickly awakened the sleeping trouser snake hidden in his jeans. For a split second, they were joined as a cosmic entity, neither knowing where one being finished and another began. As Ty slid his arms lower to secure them around her waist, he slowly slid up to hold Mrs. M.'s lithe body as he walked, briefly releasing his lip lock on her to discover where to go in the house. It was then Mrs. M. allowed her legs to release his waist and drop down so she could show him exactly where she wanted him to take her. Ty wasn't focusing on the artwork on the walls nor the pictures presumably of her and her husband as he followed. He was dead set focused on the really tight ass of his chemistry teacher encased in gray sweatpants as she led him towards her room to play in. As he walked in, he could see the various packages she bought from the adult store. A quick glance at the wrappings indicated that they were of various lubrications and a new pocket rocket. He turned to see Angie's arms lifting up her T shirt to reveal a turquoise bra. But unlike a normal one like Brittany loved to wear, this one seemed to be missing parts as the tops of her big round areolas and the erect nipples were showing. Angie could see that even though she was a thirty eight year old, the sight of her breasts with some enhancement by her new lingerie was having the desired effect on Ty. As she slowly sauntered closer to him, she allowed her arms to push him onto the bed between the packaging from her adult store trip and slowly crawled onto him. She allowed her chest to rise to where his mouth was and hovered there to allow Ty to take the bait. Ty's tongue snaked out and touched the nipple on her left before he allowed his arms to surround her again and pull her towards him to allow more of his lips to surround and absorb as much of her breast flesh as he could. It was pure pleasure to Angie as she felt his member growing inside his jeans and her own mound of pleasure already throbbing for want of attention. It took a bit of strength to roll off of Ty to release the hold he had on her breast as she laid on the bed. Ty seized the opportunity to lean up and began to place his fingers under the sweatpants she was wearing to pull them down, dumping the pink slippers on the floor as he did. The sight of the same color panties as the bra with her clit exposed excited him greatly as he allowed his left point finger to slowly rub her already moistened place. Angie pulled in a breath, stifling the moan she hadn't felt in a while as Ty expanded his probing to two fingers. There were parts of Angie's mind that wanted him to continue his exploration, but there was more of an urgent need. One of pure animalistic primal origins. "Ty, pull your dick out. I need to be fucked now,"she growled. Ty was taken aback. Part of him wanted to savor this vintage of woman, to enjoy her complexities. In his mind, though, he realized that this would be part of his punishment although it really wasn't as punishing as he could wish. In a flash, his zipper was undone and his manhood was already stiffened and producing it's own lube ready to operate. He crawled back onto the bed and slowly placed his member between the fabric of her crotch less panties before sliding in. Unlike Brittany's area which was noticeably looser due to his constant probing for the last six months, he noticed that Angie's was tighter, almost virginal in it's structure. Ty surmised as he slid into Angie and she shrieked loudly that it had been a while since she was suitably fucked by anyone and that he should consider himself blessed in a perverted way. Quickly, Angie placed her legs up so they could lean against Ty's broad shoulders while she felt herself reopened for the first time in a long while. She could feel the heat of her loins mingling with his, his member stretching out her cunt as she started whispering a little before yelling for him to go in deeper and harder. In the recesses of her mind, she knew she would have a hard enough time walking tomorrow after the pounding she was being given. Ty's throat cleared as he began to slow down his pounding. Angie looked up to notice the tell tale sign on his face that he was unsure where his climax should happen. Angie cured that inquiry by sliding down so she was on her knees before him, his hand grasping his dick and pulling it while she took her own hands to slide her breasts together. She felt sexy and dirty as his young cock began to spurt it's pay load onto the flesh of her breasts, her tongue hanging out like it was going to be photographed to be placed on some DVD cover. Ty opened his eyes to see his chemistry teacher liking remnants of his seed off of her breasts as well as the remnant on his own member. His dick felt sore, but a good kind of sore. Angie looked up at him and smiled. She thought to herself that she indeed had found her new play toy and he would be used quite well. Chemistry Help Ch. 03 (Thanks for Brightdawn for helping me so much!!!!) * Ty woke up at 6 am finding himself back in his own bed, still wearing the jeans from the previous night. As he began to rise up from his bed, he could hear his cell phone ring again. What he wanted to do was to take that phone and destroy it. The only thing that ringer did was remind him of his own iniquities, whether it was the secret he was keeping from Brittany or of that woman in heat he was screwing to keep the secret about his prank he pulled. In either case, that call would probably be some bad news. A quick scan of the display showed it was Angie's number. "Hello...." He answered. "Ty, we need to talk." This was an unusual statement coming from Angie. After all, Mrs. Angie Milton was his high school chemistry teacher as well as the reason he woke up slightly out of it that morning. No doubt this woman was calling to shut Tyrone up about what happened. "Mrs. M..." he started. "No, not over the phone, how soon can you get to the classroom?" Ty was about to answer when he remembered that he had a breakfast date with Brittany, yet another decision to make and another reason why he could lose his girlfriend. On the other hand, perhaps Mrs. M wanted to apologize for using him the way she did. "What time do you want me there?" On the other side of the phone, Angie smiled. She had this boy toy right where she wanted him. She knew that her husband never made it home last night, Armstrong account. She knew that meant he was seeing his affair again, even though she didn't know the culprit, she knew that's where his dick had been for six months prior. The thought that she was using this student, this handsome eighteen year old cock for her own personal enjoyment was as thrilling as it was dangerous knowing full well the savvy of his analytical mind. Yet, she needed to see him even for just a quickie. "I use first period for planning, what do you have?" Ty thought for a few moments. He knew his first period class was English and that particular day was group work. In his mind, it was a perfect time to get some. "I can be there first period. I'm sure my English teacher could let me out for something important. Any ideas for an alibi?" It was Angie's turn for thought. She couldn't believe she was organizing a get together with a young dick during school hours. The thought of what could happen was already dampening her panties without her manicured nails even touching her clit. "I need some help with inventory before the budgets are due." Ty thought about the excuse his teacher just gave. As he smiled about it, he remembered his breakfast date with Brittany. "Sure thing, Angie, I'll be there," he answered cheerfully. As he pushed the button ending the call on his cell, he looked in his closet for an outfit. He pulled out a pair of jeans and began whistling as he headed towards the shower. It looked like he was in for something good although he wasn't sure which was exciting him more. Meanwhile, Angie carefully selected an ensemble for class that day. She went over the lesson plans in her head as she wondered what kind of lingerie to wear under her conventionally conservative garb. As she selected a blue blouse to put over the white frilly bra, she could hear the door open and her husband trying to tip toe in. Anger froze Angie in place as she saw him walking towards the bedroom before he stopped, realizing he was caught. She could see the look of worry on his face as she calmly walked over and closed the door. As her tears began to cascade down her cheeks, she could hear him try to explain why he was just coming in at seven in the morning and what happened. She was fed up with the explanations and bull shit he tried to offer her until she opened the door and told him she was packing. Across town, Ty was just getting to Brittany's house when he saw her dad's car leaving. He ducked under the dashboard for a moment before rising slowly to make sure the coast was clear. He parked in front of the house before heading up the walkway to her front door. Before he had the chance to knock, the door opened revealing Brittany in a white t shirt and a pair of skimpy white panties. Ty didn't even say a word as he entered and they embraced before Brittany took him by the hand to her room. "I hope breakfast is to your liking," she said as she bent down on her knees and proceeded to slowly undo his jeans. His cock sprang to life as her hands reached into his boxers to grab at it. As she slowly caressed it out of the opening, Ty looked down to see his personal goddess taking her sweet time to please him. He was looking forward to a wonderful time as her mouth slowly took his member into her mouth, her tongue slowly licking the underside. Angie arrived at the school at around 8:30. She tried to put makeup on to cover her tears, but it didn't help. As she walked to her classroom, the principal Mr. Anderson waved her down, slowly, she walked over to him. "Mr. Anderson, good morning." "Angela." This caught Angie by surprise just because no one called her by her full name. "Is everything all right?" She was going to lie, but figured that he was a person to talk to. She proceeded to open up right then and there and tell him about her husband's infidelity and how she spent most of the morning crying. Afterwards, Mr. Anderson told her to go ahead and go home so she could recover and to call in later. She politely thanked him, got back into her car and drove home to finish packing so she could possibly move in with her mother. As she reached her house, she remembered the meeting she set up with Ty and quickly grabbed her cell. Ty's dick was just finishing filling the condom inside Brittany when he heard the cell phone go off. As he leaned back basking in the afterglow of the moment, Brittany rose up to quickly hit the shower. She had a first period Calculus test she didn't want to be late for. Ty then reached over and grabbed the phone. When he noticed the number, he ensured the shower was running before calling back. "You ok, Angie?" "No Ty, I can't see you this morning. I'm staying home today to pack." The word pack caught Ty's attention. "Mrs. M., is everything ok?" "He got home after I called you this morning, that sorry piece of shit has been cheating on me." The words rang in Ty's ears as the shower stopped. "I'm sorry, Mrs. M. Did you need help with anything? Brittany and I...." "Better not, tiger. I'll call you after school." The phone went dead as Brittany walked in, wrapped in just a towel with her long blond hair still dripping wet. "Who was that?" she asked. Ty began explaining how Mrs. Milton was calling because they had inventory this morning, but told him not to worry about it because of personal business at home. Brittany listened intently before throwing the towel off to put on her clothes. The rest of the school day was pretty normal for Ty except for Chemistry where this really old guy fell asleep as he watched over the class during study hall. Ty started to relax a bit, thinking that the conflict with Mr. Milton and his wife would keep his own butt out of trouble with Brittany. Perhaps the previous night's fuckfest was just a one time thing and he was safe. As he headed towards his car with Brittany next to him, he felt like he escaped judgement in a way. Angie spent most of the day packing up her clothing. Her husband slept in the guest room, exhausted from his all night activities. As she started packing her car, her phone rang. Her mother called to confirm she wasn't going to try to make things right with her husband. As she hung up, her husband walked out of the guest room and attempted to talk to her, but Angie remained defiant. As she placed the last of her belongings in the trunk, she told him that her lawyer would be calling and that she was done with all his shit. The drive to the motel was long. The drive was quiet and gave Angie a chance to think about all the crap her sorry soon-to-be-ex put her through. Her marriage was about to be over and she felt more freedom than she had in a while. The downside was that even though she worked in that town for years, she didn't really have any friends she could stay at. Not only did this mean more money out of pocket, but it also put a kibosh on any further dealings with Ty for a bit. In a way, she felt a little relieved because of the trouble she could find herself in if it ever got out. That night, Brittany was on her hands and knees in front of Ty as he saw the wonderful clit of hers framed by her nice tight ass. Slowly, he ran his tongue slowly over the engorged lips as she shuddered from the sensation. As his tongue slid deep inside her and he began to lick, he could just imagine how much his own little love slave was trying out all his perverted ideas from the internet. Especially the blow job she gave him home from school where she swallowed his cum for the first time even though she ended up spitting it out when they got back to her place. As he moved himself to slid his pole into her tightness, he was enjoying the sensation as his hands found her hips and began to pull her into him. It was a slow fuck as her moans were suppressed by her pillow. Her hips began to thrust against him as she edged closer to climax. Ty was enjoying her complicity at wanting to fulfill him as her cunt squeezed his dick. It wasn't much longer until his cock emptied inside her gooey gash. His eyes closed tightly as his dick began to shrink inside her before sliding out. As she turned to kiss him, he felt her breasts brush against his arms. For the moment, he was happy. Across town, Angie was sliding her vibrator up and down her clit as she imagined Ty's tongue down there. Slowly, she could feel her wave begin as she arched her back and allowed the sensations to take her. She kept her eyes closed for a few moments as she revelled in her newfound freedom and she allowed her mind to start reformulating a plan to get Ty's dick back inside her. Chemistry Help Ch. 04 (The reader may want to read the first three chapters so they don't lose track on this one.) * Ty walked into Chemistry with a smile on his face until he saw Angie behind the desk. Angie looked up and saw Ty before shuffling a bit. As Ty sat down, he could feel himself stiffening under his jeans. It had been a few days since the initial confrontation after Ty placed that substance into Mrs. M's mystery beaker and the same time since she gave him the impromptu fellatio as well as her phone number. Since then, Ty had been seduced by her and she had left her adulterous husband after he tried to sneak in the morning after. It had been a quiet few days since everything transpired. As Mrs. Milton stood before her class, she could feel the rush of young eyes onto her form. She opted that day to wear a tighter sweater than usual and a really tight skirt since she was on the mend from the heartbreak her soon-to-be-ex caused. Some of the students looked at her differently as they seemed more attentive. Whether it was because it was her first day back or the outfit could be debated, but there wasn't a shortage of students who went up to her after the bell rang and welcomed her back and offered their sympathy. Ty snuck out as the students went up to her and almost ran into Brittany in the hallway. As he looked at her, she noticed the look of shock on his face. "Tiger, you look like you've seen a ghost." "I have." Ty then proceeded to talk to Brittany about Mrs. M's outfit as well as the way she was carrying herself. Brittany listened as Ty related to her how Mrs. M seemed to change in the last few days and how she caught her husband walking into their house in the early morning. The fact that Angie hadn't called Ty in the few days she was gone was strange to Ty, especially since Brittany had no idea about the transgression he had committed with her. "So, you think Mrs. M's gonna go Latourno on someone?" The comment almost made Ty jump. Brittany laughed. "I was only kidding, tiger. Why would you want an old cougar like her when you can have a hot ass like mine?" Brittany leaned in for a kiss which Ty eagerly returned before the bell rang. As they ran off in separate directions, Ty breathed a sigh of relief as he headed towards Math. Meanwhile, Mr. Anderson walked into Mrs. Milton's room and stood there for a moment admiring her outfit. The principal then cleared his throat as Angie turned. She smiled at him as she walked over and shook his hand. Mr. Anderson noticed her handshake was back as well as her swagger. In his mind, he was impressed and could feel himself losing the control he had over her during the previous few days. "Angela, are you sure you are ok?" he asked. She turned to him with a smile and a slight bounce. "Mr. Anderson, I am fine. Just needed to get back to work instead of moping around in the hotel room. " "Did you say hotel room?" the principal asked. "Angela, that's not gonna work. You can't stay at a hotel while the separation is going on." Angie looked at Mr. Anderson. "Well, I don't really have a choice. All my supposed friends were actually his friends including the one who had been sleeping with him. I'll be fine, really. "Angie could tell that Mr. Anderson wanted to ask her something, but she also knew that he was happily married, or at least that's what she thought. "Well, I hope it gets better. I'll check in with you later, Angela." Mr. Anderson walked away as the new sense of confidence washed over Angie. Maybe this turn of events was beginning to become something better already. Later that day, Ty was driving Brittany home when she unexpectedly slid down and began rubbing his crotch with her hands. As he breathed heavy, she looked at him. "Ty, would you like to try something?" she asked as she attempted to unzip his pants. Ty was torn between smiling and just pulling over to the side of the road. As he slowly pulled over into the parking lot of a city park he saw, she finally fished out his cock and began slowly licking it. Brittany was very caught up in her work. Slowly she began exploring his dick from the tip down to the base where she reached under with her delicate fingers and started to rub his sac just a little. Free from any wandering eyes, Ty allowed himself to moan loudly as Brittany maintained her pace, slowly enough to torture him but quickly enough to make him want to climax. It was while this was going on that his phone went off. Ty was about to hit the button when Brittany quietly looked up at him and told him to answer. This kinkier side of Brittany was appearing more and more lately and Ty wasn't sure in his mind whether he was enjoying it or if it was more intimidating than anything. Slowly, he reached for the phone and noticed it was Angie's number. "Hello Mrs. M." he answered as Brittany kept up her vigil on his swollen member. It was taking him every ounce of willpower to keep his voice as regular as possible. "Hello, Tyrone. Did you want to come in during first period tomorrow for that inventory?" Angie knew that Ty was trying to avoid her that day although whether because of respect for her fragile condition or out of fear wasn't yet clear. Ty attempted to answer normally until he felt a moan coming from deep within him. Angie heard and took note. "I'll be there Mrs. M."Ty was hoping that his response would end the conversation before he climaxed all over Brittany's face. Angie decided to toy with him. "How good is she Ty? Is that little tart as good at sucking your cock as I am? Just say yes or no like I asked you a different question." Ty was torn. In his mind, he wondered if it was such a good idea to answer her question. On one hand, she was more experienced than Brittany, but Brittany was his girl after all. "No," he answered. Again, he was hoping she would get the clue and hang up. "Don't you wish it was my mouth on your cock than hers? Licking and sucking you off.....mmmm I wish I was there to give her pointers and let that wonderful cum fill up both of our mouths." As Brittany began sucking him faster and harder, Ty attempted to end the conversation. "See you first period, Mrs.M" He quickly pressed the end button on his phone before moaning loudly and shooting his load all over Brittany's face. She closed her eyes quickly before she began to feel for something to wipe with. "Tiger, you're suppose to let me know when you are close," she complained. She then proceeded to wipe off her face as Ty finished driving her home. She quickly leaned over for a kiss before she ran into her house since they saw her dad's truck in the driveway. Ty then proceeded to his house. The rest of the day was hard for Ty. He was unsure if he wanted to go to first period the next day. There were parts of him that wanted to feel Angie on him, to feel her lips caressing his shaft. Still, there were parts that wanted to stay away because of Brittany. It was hard for him to fall asleep that night and even harder for him to stop thinking about the next morning. As Angie put the phone down, her purple vibrator began to buzz her clit. She could feel the vibration as she slowly slid it up and down, imagining it being connected to her eighteen year old stud instead of plastic and motors. As she slowly slid it down to buzz her anus a bit, she thought about what she would do to him that next morning. The possibilities began to drive her closer as she slowly slid the full length of her toy into her moist box before climaxing. As she fell asleep, all she could think about was the next morning. Chemistry Help Ch. 05 Ty woke up with a shudder as he thought about what happened the previous day. The fact that his seed found it's way into Brittney's mouth why Mrs. Milton was on the phone was better than any erotic thought he had lately. It was even weirder for Brittney to let him answer his phone while she was fellating him. Still, the thought that Mrs. M. would have him that morning. The alarm clock buzzed again as he reached over to hit the switch. He slowly walked to the shower in his blue checkered boxers. A little while later, he walked down stairs to where his mother was just getting ready for her day. She wore a casual gray suit with white blouse under. As she grabbed her suitcase, she spied her only son. A smile crossed her lips as she thought of how wonderfully handsome he turned out and how beautiful her grandchildren would be. But that thought would wait as she blew a kiss to him and rushed out the door to her car. Her early morning meeting with her newest client would be right before she would have to go to school. As she pulled up at the local café, she saw her wearing a very tight black skirt and her black jacket. She exited her car as she greeted her. "Hello Mrs. Milton. Nice to meet you," she said, extending her hand. Mrs. Milton returned the handshake as she thought about who this lawyer looked like. The hair was apparently highlighted, but her face almost looked like a certain student. The student was in her thoughts as the lawyer handed her a deposition. "Mrs. Monroe, do you have any children?" Mrs. Milton asked. "Please, call me June. I have one son. I thought you looked familiar," Ty's mom said when she realized who she was. "So has Ty been any trouble, Mrs..." "Please call me Angie. Ty's been his usual self, but he's a joy to teach. So what do you think my chances for this to go smoothly are?" "Honestly, I am surprised he isn't putting up much of a fight. You would think after being married this long that he would want to fight you tooth and nail. But he's almost rolling over. Are you sure he is a good lawyer?" "Honestly, I'm not sure," Angie said laughing. "He seemed to always be busy and it wasn't until I started checking his cell phone bill that I started thinking there was someone else. How long have you been married, June?" "It's been about ten years, my second. Ty was obviously a big part of it because I wanted a man who would accept him. Do you think maybe your husband wants you back?" The last question rocked Angie a bit. It had been a while since she moved out of her house. The thought of reconciliation with her husband was never in her mind. In fact, it was never an option in her mind. However, the way he wasn't contesting the divorce. The thought lingered in her head as she paid for the breakfast and left to get to the school. She reached the school a little before the bell. As she walked into the school, she saw Ty with his girlfriend. She noticed Brittney's cheerleader like features and the way she hung on Ty's arm. Ty was not paying attention to anything around him it seemed. As she walked to her classroom, the thought of her husband still lingered. She grabbed her cell phone and looked on the extensive log of missed calls. The majority of them were from the husband. It was a deep thought in her mind that she should check her voice mails. She was just dialing the phone when Ty walked in. The look on her face caused him to keep quiet as she listened. The last message was that he was moving out of the house the next weekend and that it was hers. The image of him moving out was driving her to tears as Ty stood there watching. She ran out of the room and tried to call him. As his cell phone rang, she thought about all the damage caused. Finally, his voice mail started and she left a message for him to call her. Only then did she remember Ty in the other room. As she walked back in the room, she saw him there sitting quietly. He looked hurt. "Ty....," she said quietly as he looked at her. "Are you ok?" "Your mom gave me some thoughts this morning. My husband isn't contesting the divorce." This shocked Ty. "So what are you going to do, Angie?" The fact Ty called her by her first name shocked her. The fact that he seemed genuinely interested in her thoughts was comforting. It was then a familiar voice at the entrance to her room. She looked over Ty's shoulder to see her husband standing there. He stood in his suit, disheveled and bum like. She turned and walked towards him and grabbed him in a hug. As they embraced, Ty excused himself to go into her office. As he closed the door, they began to talk. Ty sat there quietly trying to ignore the conversation as he looked at the papers on her desk. It wasn't long until there was a soft knock at the door and Angie appeared. "You ok, tiger?" she asked. Ty looked at her and smiled. "I guess you two are going to try to get back together?" "Yeah, and I still need your help to move back to the house. Your girlfriend could help too if she wants." "Sounds like a plan." Ty looked down. "What's wrong?" Angie asked. "I am very happy, Mrs. M. I just wish...." "That you could fuck me again?" The words sounded like a stick of dynamite in Ty's ears as she came closer and began to rub the front of his jeans. "Mrs. M....." "Ty, what did I tell you about calling me that? The only difference is that I will not require you to fuck me. It will be your choice." Ty looked at her. "Too bad the periods almost over, Angie." Ty was beginning to think about when he would get the chance to feel Angie again when his jeans were undone and her hand started massaging his dick. Ty looked down to see Angie slowly running her tongue over his cock head in a circular manner. Ty quickly looked at the clock nearby and realized there were ten minutes left in the period. At the pace Angie was going, he was never going to get the chance to cum. "Angie," he whispered. "We need to hurry." With that, Ty in one motion stood up, had Angie bend over the desk and pulled her skirt up. As he began to move her panties to the side, he felt how moist they were. Ty quickly placed his member at her entrance to her pussy and unceremoniously slid it in to the hilt. Angie moaned softly, attempting to stifle it in case someone else was around. Ty began pounding inside Angie quickly as his hands reached for her hips. It was about three minutes of hard fucking before Ty shot his load to fill her moist cavern. Ty sat back down out of breath as Angie stood up and fixed her skirt. She turned to see Ty's dick limp and a sly grin on Ty's face. "I love quickies. You know that my husband won't be back at the house for a day or two. Did you want to come over tonight?" Ty looked back at her and smiled.