6 comments/ 29661 views/ 24 favorites Ugly Redhead Complete By: LordLoxley Dear reader, just as with my other story, "The Time Spine," this story was originally released in serial form. I have decided to release it as a single volume for convenience sake. I hope you enjoy. All characters are 18 or older. ***** PART 1: Mike sighed as he shuffled through 6th period's papers. He only had a few more minutes until 7th period started, and he still needed to turn on the projector and laptop for the video he was showing on factoring. He liked teaching quite a bit, but it was challenging and energy consuming. By the time 7th period rolled around, he was often nearly out of energy. This was unfortunate, because 7th period was his most challenging class of the day. Perhaps because the students were tired as well. The name of the class was "Geometry connections," and it was for juniors and seniors who, for whatever reason, had not passed Geometry in the 10th grade. Not exactly 'academic' students, in other words. As he flipped open the laptop and booted it up, he reflected on the difference between high school and junior high teaching. He had enjoyed junior high as well, but found that the upper grades were better. In his opinion, these kids had just the right combination of maturity and playfulness. Yes, they were hard to manage sometimes, but over all, they could be reasoned with. Two minutes before the bell rang, Victor strode in. Under five foot tall, he was a humorous and devilish young Mexican kid who talked fast and always had a quick comeback to anything. He was a big part of why 7th period was so difficult. Although a good kid, he seemed unable to stop his verbal outbursts. Unfortunately they were often hilarious and set the class to laughing. If left to his own devices, he would be doing stand-up all period long every day. Keeping Victor on task was Mike's major task every day. More and more kids straggled in as the tardy bell approached, and finally everyone was in the room. Mike looked up as the bell rang and noticed not everyone was present. Lexis Miller was late again. Lexis was the other problem with 7th period. The manic senior was extremely difficult to manage, fluctuating between surly defiance and annoying chattering when it was time to work. She arrived ten minutes into class, and Mike could tell right away she was in one of her "up" moods. She stalked in on her long, gangly legs and practically shouted, "I was with the counselor!" Mike wasn't so sure about that, but he just said, "I'll email her for confirmation. You missed the video, so you're going to have to copy someone's notes. Will someone let Lexis share your notes?" He looked around the classroom and no one raised a hand. Lexis was fairly unpopular. Not only did she tend to be socially awkward and annoying, she was tall for a girl and had carrot-top red hair. She never brushed her hair, so it was always unkempt. She also had the pale skin typical of her coloring, which would turn blotchy red when she was upset. A rash of pimples completed the picture, and as a whole, she was shunned by the other students. Mike pitied her, as he did all his "outcast" students, and he always tried to treat her with extra patience. "Come on... anyone? As a favor to me?" Finally Gracie raised her hand. Gracie was a quiet, shy girl with a heart of gold. Even a terror class has its good kids. "Thank you Gracie," Mike nodded her way. "Let's get to work on the assignment. Remember, first check your notes, then ask me if you don't understand something." He went back to his seat and contemplated the difficult redhead, who was sitting at her desk, pretending to work while sneaking cheese-its from her jacket pocket. She was a strange one, Lexis. Although she had recently turned eighteen, her mental and emotional maturity level seemed much lower. In some ways, she reminded him of his days teaching junior high. Those kids had also been full of manic energy. Mike shrugged and went back to taking attendance. Every kid matured at their own rate. ************************ The next day, when 7th period rolled around, Lexis was in one of her surly moods, but Victor was more crazy than ever. Mike had to spend most of his attention and energy on Victor. Finally, twenty minutes into class, he lost patience. "That's it, Victor. Out. In the hallway." He pointed at the door. "Take your work. I'm through with your disruption." Victor strutted and joked all the way to the door, but once he was gone, the whole room was quieter. That's when he noticed Lexis. She was positively radiating angst. "Lexis, would you come to my desk, please?" She flashed him a dirty look but got up and moved slowly to his desk. "What?" she said in an irritated voice. Mike swallowed the disrespect and asked patiently, "What's wrong? You seem down today." Lexis looked at Mr. Bell and after a moment appeared to decide to open up. Mike Bell had a reputation for truly caring about his students. They knew they could trust him. "It's just... Victor keeps calling me 'orangutang' every day. It's getting on my nerves." Mike looked at her compassionately. "But you know that's just how Victor is. He's mean to everyone." Lexis nodded and her fire-red hair bobbed. "I know. But he's right. I'm ugly. I know it. Everyone says so." Mike felt terrible for the young teen. "Lexis, you are NOT ugly. You're very pretty." He smiled and said, "You have beautiful blue eyes. You just have unusual hair color, and high school kids always act mean when someone stands out." Her face relaxed into a fond smile and Mike realized that she really was pretty, in an odd way. She had acne, very crooked teeth, and the kind of glasses that magnify the eyes, yet... he realized with a start... he was attracted to her. Now everyone knows that most high school girls these days are fully developed. Some of them are strikingly beautiful. But as a professional, you just turn it off. It's like a wall of brick. You simply do not let your mind go there. Mike was shaken by the realization that he was somehow on the wrong side of the wall. Lexis was tall and gawky, but shapely. She had medium-sized breasts that suited her frame perfectly and... STOP! He immediately shut that thought process down and forced it out of his mind. This child needed him to care, not to be a perv! This had all happened in a flash, and he quickly said, "Just remember, YOU are the only one that matters when it comes to liking yourself. If you like yourself, others will automatically. It's called self-confidence." She looked at him, but there was something different in her eyes. Had she picked up on something? Mike shivered a little. She said, "Do you like me, Mr. Bell?" Now fully in control, he said, "Of course I do, Lexis. You can be annoying sometimes, but you are a smart and pretty, and when you try, you're a good student." He always tried to bring it back to his main goal, which was getting the kids confident about their ability to learn. ************************ Over the next few weeks, it was clear something big had changed with Lexis. She never had down days anymore, but Mike found himself longing for them. Now it was non-stop annoyance. She would take things off his desk and refuse to return them. She would steal the rulers from the supply drawer and try to smack him with them. He now had two maniacs to deal with, Victor and Lexis, and it was taking a lot of energy out of him. Every day at the end of class, Lexis would steal Mike's timer from his desk and try to escape with it. As the days went by, the game slowly got more physical. At first, he just threatened to give her lunch detention. Soon, however, as his patience grew thin, he would just grab her arm and take the timer by sheer strength. This was highly unusual for Mike, as he had a general "hands-off" policy with respect to the students. It was a good idea for lots of reasons. But for some reason, he was breaking his own policy and not thinking about it. All he knew was the immature eighteen year-old was extremely vexing! Several times, as she was hovering about him trying to get his goat, he would reach out to grab at her and 'accidentally' brush against one of her breasts. It was not until much later that he would admit that he had been looking for opportunities for the play to allow such accidents. One time, she was behind him with a yard stick, poking him with it as he was trying to enter grades in the computer. He found that ignoring her sometimes worked, so he just held a hand out behind him to keep her away and went on entering grades with the other. He was shocked when he felt the soft firmness of her full breast filling his hand! His hand spasmed in a quick squeeze around the firm young tit. He jerked it back immediately and spun around. She just had that crooked, goofy look on her face. But she looked flushed, and her skin was blotchy. He looked around, but everyone else in the class was engaged in the day's project, which involved using geometry to build a strong bridge. He shook his head and tried to put the incident out of his mind. But a firm young breast, cupped firmly in the hand, is not a thing to be forgotten. This play continued, with Mike feeling a confusing mix of annoyance and anticipation, for a couple weeks. There finally came a day when, after the last bell had rung, she took the timer yet again. No threat would coerce her to return it, so he went after it. All of the students from 7th period were gone. As he stalked her around the room, she giggled insanely. "Lexis, you're going to miss your bus!" he said. "Nope, I walk home. Sorry, ugly face!" she said as she darted around a table. Mike was getting pretty annoyed. "Lexis, school is over. I have papers to grade. Stop wasting my time." "You stop wasting my time," she giggled, dodging out of his reach once again. "Your parents are going to worry," he said lamely, growing desperate to end this game of chase and get to work grading. "Nope, my mom works until six and I don't know my dad. So... wrong again, loser." More giggles followed. Mike was out of patience. He pushed the table she was standing behind and closed off her retreat. Still holding the table against the wall, he circled around the other side of her. He grabbed her wrist, but she nimbly shifted the timer to her other hand. Still holding her left wrist, Mike reached out for her other, but she rotated away from him. Rather than let go his hold, his arm was pulled around her. Suddenly, he found himself pressed against her back side with his arm around her! He froze. His right hand was clasped to her full bosom and he was suddenly in full-body contact with her warm young body. At this point, the table suddenly shifted away from the wall and they both surged forward, instantly off balance. Only Mike's quick thinking saved them from falling to the floor in a heap. He jerked his weight to the left and managed to direct their fall towards the table. Now he found himself bent over the table on top of Lexis. She was giggling insanely, but he was not amused. He straightened up and looked down. Their lower bodies were wedged together between the table and the wall. Lexis was still leaned over on the table, incapacitated by her giggle fit. Mike was frozen in time. Another thing he had not noticed was her perfect ass. The perfect ass that was pushing warmly against his crotch at that very moment. The movement of her giggling, and the sight of her shirt riding up to expose her pale lower back caused an instant and almost painful erection. He was paralyzed. She was vibrating her tight little ass against his raging hard on, and he didn't know what to do. It was like some kind of sensory overload. Too many things were crashing in at once. As he looked down at her nicely rounded ass and milky lower back, he had a moment of truth. She had not been annoying him for the last two weeks. She had been flirting with him, in her immature way! And worse yet, he had liked it. He had responded to it! Although he had stuffed his unusual attraction to her, late at night, just before sleep, it often tugged at the edges of his mind. That moment of squeezing her taut young breast was burned into his memory forever. In a way, he had lost the battle the day she had pushed her ripe young tit against his unsuspecting hand. He could never forget it. Hell, he didn't want to. Somehow, he snapped out of it and walked quickly away. He sat down at his desk to hide his huge erection and spoke is as level a voice as possible. "Fine. Don't give me the timer. But if you take it out of this room, that is theft, and I will report you to the office. Then it will be Principal Smith's problem." She stood up and he saw the old surly look return. "Fine. You're no fun." She put the timer on the table, gathered her books, and stalked out. Mike took a deep breath and felt his erection slowly subside. Had she felt it? Had she seen it? It seemed impossible for her not to have. He was very large in that department, a little over eight inches, and thick. He had been with some women that couldn't take it all. How could Lexis not have felt or seen it? He ran his hand through his hair. A girl like Lexis, who never had a boyfriend and was unpopular, might not know anything about sex at all. He could hope, anyway. As his erection finally faded away, leaving a damp spot of pre cum in his boxers, He thought, What the hell was that? I haven't been that sexually excited in years, maybe ever. Mike was a good looking man, and after his divorce had several casual "fuck buddy" relationships that kept him sated, but they were more for letting off steam than real animal passion. This was something new and frightening. Well, no matter what, it has to end, he thought firmly. All of it. No more play, no more flirting, no more anything. What if someone had walked in while he was on top of her? Unacceptable! PART 2: Over the next few weeks, he was true to his word. Lexis tried to initiate the play, but he did not respond and twice had to give her lunch detention to impress upon her his resolve. Finally she got the picture. Naturally, she shifted tactics. Now, when she came to his desk to ask a question, she would walk around and stand so near to him that her breast would occasionally brush against the back of his shoulder. He remained professional and did not react in any outward way, but each time, his traitor of a penis would fill with blood and tent his pants. Fortunately, his seated position allowed him to disguise this fact. Although her breasts were medium sized for her frame, because she was so tall they were objectively quite large. Being only eighteen, and having had breasts for only a few years, they had not succumbed to the pull of gravity. Mike hated himself for it, but he could not help notice how firm and shapely they were. When she rubbed one against him, it sent him into internal alarm mode. But he remained cool outwardly, hoping that once again she would understand his firm position and eventually back off. ************************* Mike stayed after for tutoring on Tuesday and Thursday nights. He had never seen Lexis in one of the sessions, as she was not particularly studious and seemed content with her regular "C to D" grades. However, as the weeks passed, she began poking her head in before walking home. She would just say, "Hi Mr. Bell," look around at the other students, then "Bye, Mr. Bell," and off she went. After two weeks of this, Mike found out what she was doing. It was Tuesday After-school tutoring, and there was no one there. They had taken a test that day and he had assigned no homework, and there was really no reason to go to tutoring. Lexis poked her head in, said, "Hi Mr. Bell," saw there was no one present, and walked into the room. Mike raised his eyebrows, suddenly realizing what she'd been up to. He was suddenly on the alert. She was up to something. So why was he suddenly at half-mast? "Hi Lexis, what can I help you with?" "Well, I don't think I did good on that test, and I wanted you to go over the stuff with me," she said with a goofy grin. What in the hell do I find so attractive about this girl? he asked himself as he stared at her acne ridden face, goofy, crooked-toothed grin, and her giant magnified eyes. Yet, as his traitorous eye glanced down, her body was unquestionably perfect. She was wearing a sundress of all things, and it clung to her body tightly. Nice large breasts, perky as hell. Tight little waist that swelled out to curvy hips then tapered back to long, slender pale legs. STOP IT! he scolded himself. I have got to get back on the right side of the wall! He gave her a study guide and over the next twenty or so minutes she commenced to torturing him. Every time she came up to his desk, she would rub her breast against him. It only took once for him to realize she wasn't wearing a bra! He could actually feel the erect nipple prodding his shoulder. But he kept his cool, hid his non-stop boner, and stayed professional. Over that first twenty minutes, something was tugging at the edges of his awareness. Something his conscious mind did not know, but a more primal part of him was aware of. She came up to ask about the last question, once again blatantly rubbing her engorged nipple against his shoulder, when it came to Mike in a flash. He could smell her! He could smell her little adolescent pussy gushing! It was a realization that nearly caused him to turn and grab her that very instant. He had flashes in his mind of doing exactly that. Just turning around, grabbing her, and pushing her against the wall. Hiking up her skirt and... Mike shook his head and tried to breathe deeply and calm his racing heart. He could feel a slimy wet patch against his belly where pre-cum had been leaking out for the last twenty minutes. His balls were taut with the need to release. He slowly counted to ten, and seemed to have control back when she asked him, in a little-girl voice, "Mr. Bell, are you okay?" She was leaning down next to him, her face very close to his, and they were both surrounded by the aroma of young, aroused pussy and pre-cum. There was no choice made. Their brains had no part in what happened next. They simply kissed. With a violent and red-hot passion. Mouth to mouth with tongues probing, they tried to devour each other. Arms wrapped around each other, grasping at the backs of each other's heads, they tasted each other deep. Lexus let her body go lax, and she swung around naturally into Mike's lap, side saddle. As they kissed, she began wiggling her perfect ass against his cock. It was too much. The young girl's tight squirming body pressed against his, her hot little tongue darting in and out of his mouth, the lush, heady aroma of her saturated little pussy filling the air. With a moan, he came with incredible intensity. He felt his boxers fill with cum as he spasmed again and again. They continued kissing and he held her lithe body tight as his orgasm seemed to go on forever and ever. When it was over he disengaged the kiss. He was in a state of shock. That had been the best orgasm of his 40 years of life. By far. Lexis was flushed blotchy red and breathing heavily. The air was positively damp with the aroma of her young cunny and his spilled seed. But soon enough, of course, came the shame. As the ecstasy faded, what he had done came back to his mind. He had just broken the law! He could lose his job... hell, he could go to jail! And what about his own prided professionalism? What had he just done to this poor young girl? He had just done her great harm, and for what? A little sexual pleasure. A wave of self-hatred washed over Mike. I am a terrible person, he thought miserably. I am a molester! Ugly Redhead Complete He stood up, in a daze, barely noticing the wet patch on his slacks where Lexis had been sitting, saying "I'm so sorry, Lexis," over and over again. Like a zombie, he gathered his bag and stumbled dumbly out the door. He didn't notice Lexis, sitting in his chair, one hand between her legs, and a tiny smile upon her face. He got home on auto pilot, not even remembering the trip later. His mind was awash with the probable repercussions of what he had done. He had all but raped an eighteen year-old girl. Not only could he lose his license to teach, it was illegal to have sexual relations with any student or former student until they were 23 years old. He fell asleep in a miasma of self-loathing. But he dreamed of Lexis. PART 3: Over the next few days, Lexis was strangely docile in class. Mike could not bring himself to face her, so he avoided all eye contact whenever possible. He thanked God that for whatever reason, she wasn't pushing him or teasing him anymore. From time to time, he would throw a quick glance her way, only to find her looking at him with a trace of a smile on her face. This was in some ways worse than an eruption from her. He had no idea what to expect. He had given her total power over him. One word from her, and his career could be over. She could put him in jail! What the hell was going on in that flaky little brain? Days passed and still no reaction. Every night his dreams were plagued with fevered fantasies of Lexis with her ugly face and her proud, full breasts. By the end of the week, he was a mess, physically and emotionally. Naturally, that's when she chose to come see him. Friday, he had no after school tutoring, but stayed late to grade any left-over papers from the week. He was sitting at his desk when she walked in and closed the door. "Hi Mr. Bell," she said with that damned goofy grin. Teeth askew. Magnified blue eyes glittering. She was wearing a plaid skirt and white blouse. "Er, hi Lexis, what can I help you with?" he said rather awkwardly. Her grin turned to a smirk and she said, "I think you know." "No, Lexis, I don't," he said, trying to muster the authority he used to have. "If this is about what happened the other day, please accept my apology. It should never have happened." Lexis was now standing uncomfortably close to his chair. He could smell her, god damn it. Now that he was keyed to her, he was instantly aware. She was aroused! And wet. Naturally his body replied in kind and he was instantly rock-hard. She leaned close. "I'm glad it happened. I loved it." Her goofy grin faded. "I love you, Mr. Bell." Mike's eyes dropped in sad resignation. This was the worst possible situation. An eighteen year old girl thought she loved him. Christ! What did a high school kid know about love? And now he had to find a way out of this without hurting her tender adolescent feelings. Because if he did break her heart, there was no question what she would do. He started tentatively, "Lexis, you just think you love me. I have been kind to you, and you sense that I think highly of you..." She interrupted with a laugh. "Hah, you mean your cock thinks highly of me. If you don't like me, why do you get a hard on every time I'm around? Why did you hump my ass that day? Why did you cum your pants last week?" She paused, licking her full, strawberry lips, "And why did you kiss me?" Mike just sat open mouthed. Not only had she noticed his embarrassing hard-ons, she seemed well aware of what it meant. And she had the vocabulary to express it... he had been silly to hope she wouldn't understand. He swallowed to buy time and answered slowly. "I'm sorry for that, Lexis. I have not acted in the way a teacher should. Please forgive me. I don't know why my body reacts the way it does to you. I don't seem to have any control of it. But that's no excuse. It will never happen again. I could lose my job." This last sentence came out as more a pleading than a statement of fact. Lexis just smiled. "So, you don't have any control with me?" Her smile grew. "You do love me!" Mike sighed and said, "Lexis, you are young yet, but let me assure you, love and lust are two very different things. If you confuse those two, you will have a miserable life. You are much too young for me. You could easily be my daughter!" She just continued smirking. "So, you admit you don't have control, yet you tell me it's over. Like, do you have control or not?" She rolled her eyes. "Lexis, I..." She interrupted him, "Okay, for instance," she stood up and grabbed a chair and sat in front of him, a few feet away. "What would you do if you knew I'm not wearing any panties?" She spread her knobby knees wide. Mike sat paralyzed. He had no choice but to look down, but thankfully the skirt was still covering her widely splayed crotch. "Lexis," he croaked, "you can't do this." "Don't tell me what to do," she said as she reached down and began slowly gathering the material upwards. Mike's cock was rock-hard and throbbing painfully as he saw more and more of her shapely, milk-white thighs exposed. He knew he needed to stop her, but he was literally struck dumb by the vision in front of him. Lexis Miller, leaned back in her chair, legs wantonly splayed, skirt hiking up centimeter by centimeter. He couldn't take his eyes off the soft curve of her inner thighs. He found himself once again completely powerless to stop what was happening. He looked over at the door, closed but unlocked, and knew that anyone could come in at any moment. Ten minutes past the last bell, just about all the staff were still on premises. But now he could see her little pussy. And oh my God was it beautiful! Wreathed in fire-red hair, her outer lips were puffy and red, and her inner lips were peeking out, clearly wet and slimy. He could see some of the red hair around the hole was matted and slick with her readiness. Mike sat like a man in a trance as she reached down and slowly pulled those beautiful lips apart and slid her finger along her slit. He could smell her now, and his cock was literally bursting at the seams of his pants, trying to get at the ripe young girl in front of him. She slid her finger up and down a few times before repositioning her hand and sliding one digit deep into her tight little cunny. Mike actually moaned when he saw how wet and glistening her finger became. She was a vixen in heat! It was then that he looked up at her and saw she was looking at him with a passionate, loving expression. Her lips were puffy and full, and her breath was quick. She took the finger out of her cooch and used the slimy digit to first point at Mike, then her own vagina. In a trance, Mike stood and walked the few feet towards the horny little teenager. His brain screamed, "NOOOO!!" as he went to his knees in front of her. She scooted forward on the chair so that her sweet little pussy was on the edge, perfectly presented to him. Up close it was even more beautiful. Hair the color of polished copper. Pussy lips engorged and red. So wet and ready! And the funky smell of her was driving him crazy! It was like the aroma turned a key in his brain that took control away from him. He wanted her so fucking bad! Against every instinct, against all good sense, Mike bent over to taste the forbidden fruit. And oh, was it delicious. Her pussy was tangy and musky and the taste sent thrills to his throbbing cock. As he tongued and slobbered her hot little hole, he could not help but reach down and pull down his zipper, freeing his trapped monster. As he tongued deep into the woman-child's cunt, he used his own pre-cum to slicken his cock for masturbation. He was lost to the world. Drinking deep of her funky little fertile twat, stroking his own cock, he completely lost track of who and where he was. All he knew was that he wanted to bury himself in this woman forever. Suddenly Lexis, who had been moaning quietly and voicing little "ohs," let out a deep moan and grabbed Mike by the back of his head. She ground his face into her sopping cunt as her orgasm washed over her. Mike just drank deep of the warm liquids dribbling out of her hot little fuck hole. As her orgasm subsided, Mike felt his own approaching. It was just too much: licking the hot little pussy of his own student in an unlocked classroom... tonguing her until her pussy spasmed in orgasm... he was not going to be able to hold back. As he moaned, signaling his own orgasm, Lexis snapped out of her own stupor and pushed him back. Mike was gripping the base of his cock as his orgasm washed over him, but Lexis was able to lean forward and fasten her lips on his massive cock head just in time. Mike felt his balls clench almost painfully as he spewed hot sperm into his student's greedy, drinking mouth. He couldn't help but moan loudly as he hosed off in her mouth. With every spurt, she sucked and swallowed it down. It was sexiest goddamn thing Mike had ever felt. She just kept drinking his cum as he shot load after load. After what seemed like an eternity, the spasms passed. He felt as though he had cum a quart. But she was still sucking, drawing the last few drops from his spent shaft. It felt wonderful, and the very nastiness of a student greedily sucking the cum from his deflated cock sent new blood surging though it. I'm getting hard again! he thought. That hadn't happened since his early thirties. He felt his erection returning, and knew he had to come to his senses. He pushed her head away from his stiffening cock and stuffed it back in his pants. He grabbed her by the shoulder and they both stood up. It was at exactly that moment that Ms. Carithers from across the hall opened the door and peeked in. "Is everything all right?" she asked. "Yes," Mike managed to croak out. "I caught my thumb in the desk drawer." I was just showing Lexis the injury." Lexis smiled at Ms. Carithers and said, "It's really red and throbbing." Mike cringed at the double entendre, but Ms. Carithers just smiled sweetly and said, "Well, I hope you don't lose the nail, that's the worst." "Oh, I don't think it's that bad, but thanks!" he said with false cheer. The other teacher ducked out and closed the door and Mike returned his attention to Lexis. He saw with horror that she had a large spurt of his cum across her chin. She was at that very minute using her finger to corral it into her hot, sticky mouth. Mike remembered that Ms. Carithers normally wore glasses. If she had been wearing them she would have seen how blotchy and rumpled Lexis was, and she would certainly have seen the thick string of cum across her chin. Dumb luck was all it was. Simple dumb luck. If Carithers had taken a second to grab her glasses before rushing over, his life would now be over. How could he have let himself take such a risk? Insanity! And the room positively stunk of sex... hot young pussy and the ripe odor of jizz. He turned to Lexis, who was still licking her lips. "Listen. I do like you. I can't deny it. But please, for my sake, we must stop." He took her by the shoulders. "If you really do love me, we need to stop this... at least until you reach twenty-three. Then we can do anything you want. But not now. I could go to jail! Okay Lexis?" She was losing her blotchy coloration and breathing more regular, and she too, seemed to be coming back to earth. But that shit-eating grin returned and she said in a flippant voice, "Sure Mr. B. Whatever you say." And she pranced out of the room. Mike sat back down into his chair and covered his face with his hands. What in the hell was happening to him? He had violated his own ethical and moral standards. He had essentially committed professional suicide. He could even go to jail. And he had let her do that with the door unlocked! What the hell was going on? What the hell was wrong with him? And even more frightening was the realization... he had just had the best orgasm of his life. Again. An eighteen year old child-woman with bad teeth and acne had given him the two best sexual experiences of his life. What the fuck? PART 4: On Saturday, Mike called Jen, one of the women he'd been messing around with. He hoped that by being with one of his regular partners, he could lift the strange hold Lexis seemed to have on him. Jen agreed to go out that night, and he picked her up around seven. Jen was in her early thirties, very cute, and very neurotic. She could never be happy, no matter what. She would always find things to complain or be afraid of. If not for that one thing, Mike would have considered remarrying. Hell, he had considered it any way. Jen was gorgeous, smart, and had her own income. But Mike knew after the hell of his last divorce, he would never settle again. He knew he and Jen wouldn't last a year. But that didn't stop them from providing some much needed physical touch to each other from time to time. It was a nice arrangement, and so far neither one of them was pushing for a change in the boundaries. When she opened the door, sure enough, he had to take a breath. She had a womanly, sex-goddess body type that was all lush curves and enticing valleys. Her dark, curly hair fell about her face in ringlets, and her smile was one part sweetheart, two parts femme fatal. She certainly was a beauty. They had a great night out, first dinner then dancing. One of the reasons Mike usually had his pick of women was his love of dance. If men only knew how irresistible this so called "unmanly" act made you to women! Dancing was a subconscious metaphor for sex, and men who were good at it were suggesting expertise in other areas. Afterwards, they went back to Mike's flat and snuggled up to a good movie. Everything was perfect, the light was low, Jen (for once) seemed content, and they were snuggled on the couch watching "Love and other Drugs." About halfway through the movie, they were making out and petting heavily. He loved Jen's large womanly breasts, but he couldn't help but note how squishy they were. Not firm like... NO! He forced his mind back to the present and the goddess he was gently stroking. Their kisses were lazy and sensuous... but again, they lacked the passion of... NO! No. No. No. I will not think of that ugly, weird little girl, he chanted to himself. He pulled Jen's sweater off and admired her bra-capped tits. They truly were awesome. They began kissing and necking some more and Mike inhaled deeply, enjoying the clean aroma of shampoo and whatever kind of lotion she used. It smelled a little like apricots and it was wonderful. Yet, could anything really compare to the aphrodisiac aroma of an eighteen year-old girl's sexually excited pussy? GOD NO! I've got to stop thinking of her, he thought desperately. And yet, he could not. He simply could not stop comparing Jen to Lexis, and Jen kept coming up short in every area. In the end, the evening was more frustration than relaxation, as he battled to keep the pimply redhead out of his mind and concentrate on the woman in his arms. He had trouble staying hard, and even though he eventually came, it much less enjoyable than normal. Mike made lame excuses about a hard week at work, and she seemed to buy it. From her perspective the sex had been pretty good. Mike was large enough to be much bigger than most men even when half erect, and unlike Mike, she didn't have any mind-blowing passionate sex to compare it too. She left later that night asking him to call soon. After she left, Mike lay in bed trying not to think of Lexis. After about an hour, he gave up and jerked off to thoughts of the taste of her hot little pussy, and those swollen lips around his throbbing cock head. ******************** Monday, Mike was feeling a little better. His date with Jen had been a bit disturbing, but it did at least indicate that his feelings for Lexis were real. Once he admitted that, he could at least try to make plans and figure out a strategy. He arrived at work an hour early and just sat thinking. He tried to order his mind. What did he know for sure about this situation? On the plus side, 1. He was definitely attracted to Lexis. He had seen that early on. 2. He seemed to be keyed to her chemically. He loved the smell of her musk, he loved the taste of her mouth, her pussy... he even loved the smell of her skin. 3. She had given him the two most intense sexual experiences of his life. 4. He actually shuddered to think of what other pleasures awaited along that path. On the minus, 1. She was strictly off limits... illegal. If he continued, he would likely go to jail, or at least lose his job never to teach again. State law specifically made former students under the age of 23 off limits. 2. She was an innocent child. He was corrupting her! She trusted him as a teacher. What he was doing was not just illegal, it was morally wrong. 3. Ultimately, he knew he would tire of her. At the end of the day, she was still just an annoying high school girl. Even if he had some kind of obsession now, once the novelty wore off, he would still have to break her heart. And when that happened, she would blow the whistle, and the whole gig would be up. He sighed and shook his head. He had to admit he had a thing for this strange, ugly girl. That had been hard to come to terms with. But it was true. His night with Jen had proved that. But the reality of the situation was explosive. He was playing with fire. His whole career and even freedom counted on him making intelligent, wise decisions in the next few days. He sat up suddenly and realized a gap in his reasoning. He assumed her to be innocent of sexual knowledge, yet she had used language far beyond the normal experience of an ugly-duckling high school kid. And there was no denying she could suck cock like no one he had ever met. How did she gain that experience? He needed to learn more about her. But how could he find out her history? The councilor. Of course. He had indeed followed up on that tardy from weeks before, and the councilor had replied that Lexis had truly been in to see her about some family problems. He needed to speak with her, and soon. He shot her an email, and by the time first period had begun, he had a reply. She was proctoring standardized tests this week, but could meet with him Monday morning. He nodded his head absently as the first students streamed in the door. He would have to find a way to stay away from Lexis until then. Surely he could be strong for five school days. Then he remembered her confident smirk as she leaned back and hiked up her skirt. He shuddered with a mixture of horror and desire. PART 5: As the week progressed, Mike began to believe that his last speech had sunk in. Perhaps she really did love him enough to just let him go. Whatever. As long as she was laying back, he would have no trouble. After all, his desire for her was more than outweighed by his fear of losing his entire life. In fact, Lexis was better than ever. Her surly attitude was gone, but it was not replaced by the manic, annoying persona that usually followed. By Thursday, Mike was beginning to think he was out of the woods. And he didn't know how he felt about that. He was still dreaming almost every night about the three sexual situations he had been in with her. He still masturbated every night with those same images. He never thought of or even looked at other women, and he had completely lost interest in the three ladies he usually called when he was feeling the need for sex. So on the one hand he was relieved, and on the other distressed. Did he really want it to be over? And of course he was further distressed by that distress. However, as he drove home Thursday, his over-all feeling was relief. It was tinged with a strange sadness, but he had the feeling that he had kicked a dangerous habit. Ugly Redhead Complete On Friday, when 7th period rolled around, he had been in the hall talking with Ms. Carithers about a test. When the bell rang, he entered the room and closed the door. "All right everyone, let me direct your attention to the front board. You have ten minutes to complete the bell work, then we'll go over it together. Let's go! Ten minutes on the timer, people." He sat down and brought up his roll on the computer before he realized that Lexis was not present. He wondered briefly if she was with the councilor and reminded himself of his meeting with her on Monday. He looked up as the students were getting out paper and starting the bell word. His desk faced the class, and he had a clear area in the middle where students could lay down their work and ask about it. Some students preferred to come around the desk, and he always allowed it, but most students were frankly too lazy to take the dozen or so extra steps required to get around to his side. He had intentionally set it up thus. Victor raised his hand. "I don't know how to do this." he said with a grin. Mike rolled his eyes. "I know, Victor. You have to pay attention." "Teach me, Mr. Bell," chided the sarcastic kid. "That's your job, man." "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink, Victor." "You calling me a horse?" Laughter around the room. Mike's face grew serious. "One more word and you're at lunch detention tomorrow." Victor subsided with a surly look. "Check your notes, Victor. It's all in there." Next Gracie approached the far side of his desk and asked in her sweet quiet voice about one of her results. "That's good, Gracie," he said, smiling, "You got the wrong answer, but you knew there was something odd about it. I'm so proud of..." He stopped as he felt a hand tugging at his zipper under his desk. "I'm so proud when my students can detect errors." He quickly recovered. "You will never be immune to making mistakes, but you can get better at seeing them when you do." For the next minute or so, he chatted with Gracie about her answer, trying to get her to find the source of the error without outright telling her. By the time Gracie was walking away, his cock was out and he felt a hot, wet little mouth fasten on to the tip and begin sucking. Oh my fucking God! he thought, A student is sucking my cock while class is in session. There was no way to stop it without making a terrible scene, and some dark part of his mind admitted that he probably wouldn't stop her if he could. Instead, he just concentrated on schooling his face to normality as the twisted little eighteen year-old worked up and down the length of his shaft, alternating between jerking his cock with her hand while sucking the tip and massaging his balls while she took him deeper in her little mouth. Every once in a while, a liquid slurp sound would emanate from under the desk, but he thanked the Gods her little moans were absent. Several other students approached the desk with questions, and he was forced to answer while his dick was being expertly sucked. The sensation in his balls was growing, and he sensed that he would come soon. He glanced at the timer and saw that there were two minutes left. He could smell that hot little pussy again. The tangy musk of her excitement made his cock harder than ever. How could the other students not smell it? "Two minutes peo...uuuh...ple," he moaned mid word as she took him particularly deep. He coughed to cover the stutter. "Let's finish up." At exactly thirty seconds to go, he could hold back no longer. Her slick, hot, oral stroking of his cock sent him over the edge. He felt it building in his balls, but it seemed to rise up from every part of his body at once, slowly gathering around his cock until it was like an unstoppable tsunami of ecstasy. He could not suppress a low "Unnnggghhh" and several of the students looked up at him quizzically. But he was in no shape to answer their questioning eyes. He was busy filling the mouth of a young sex-crazed vixen with squirt after squirt of thick, hot cum. He fought to keep his face straight as her greedy mouth drew the last of the seed from his cock and her tongue licked around and inside his cum-hole. After the tide of passion had swept through him and passed out of him, he was able to think again. The timer was going off, and several of the students were still looking oddly his way, including Victor, who said, "Dude, what's wrong with you man?" Mike gathered his wits and said, "Sorry guys, just had a really bad cramp in my leg. Had to wait for it to pass. It's okay now." He punched the timer, and checked his zipper, but Lexis had thoughtfully zipped it back up for him. He walked over to the desk where the laptop and projector were arranged, and went about going over the problems with the class. If any of the students noticed that he never went back to his big wooden teacher desk, as he normally did, no one said anything. He taught the remainder of the class walking around the room. When the bell rang, he left with the rest of the kids, his head down in private shame. He had spewed a huge load of semen into the mouth of one of his own students, in full sight of a room full of high school kids. He was a monster. PART 6: Over the weekend, he didn't even bother to try to call one of his lady friends. Hell, he didn't even think of it. He could not stop obsessing over Lexis. Her audacity... her sheer perverted creativity... boggled his mind. Who would have the idea to suck a teacher's cock in full view of his class? Who would even think of such a thing? He had never met a woman so deviant and so sexy, let alone an eighteen year-old girl. He didn't know whether to be disgusted and ashamed, or fascinated and inflamed. So he did them all. Naturally, this wrecked his mentality, and he suffered through the weekend in a haze of lust and guilt. He masturbated until his penis was raw, and hated himself for each and every time. The hate seemed to fuel the obsession as much as the lust. My God, what is happening to me? What's to become of me? he lamented in the wee hours of Monday morning. He arrived at school a bit late Monday, but still in time for his meeting with the councilor. He'd had just a few hours sleep and knew he looked like hell. He might have even called in sick, but he needed to talk to this woman. Perhaps she could shed some useful insight on Lexis' situation. Who am I kidding, he thought, this is just another part of my obsession. Well, true or not, he was hooked, and he was at the meeting on time. Ms. James, the school councilor, walked in about five minutes late. "Sorry," she said, "Traffic on the interstate." She opened her office door and ushered him inside. "Not to worry," he croaked, realizing she was the first human being he had talked to since Friday at 3:30. "I just got here myself." He took a seat at one of the comfortable chairs situated beside her desk. "Lovely. So what can I do for you?" she said, setting her things down and settling down in her chair. She was a rather ugly woman with kind eyes. "Well, I'm a bit worried, to be honest," he sighed, "about Lexis Miller." He noticed a definite uptick of her eyebrows at the mention. "Her studies have been suffering in Math class, and I was hoping you could help give my insight into her home situation. I know she has come to you. Is there anything I can do to help?" Ms. James smiled, and almost became beautiful in her sincere empathy. "You don't know?" She paused and handed Mike a newspaper clipping. "Poor child." Mike took a minute to read the article, and everything clicked into place. It was about a seventeen year old local girl, who had allegedly been forced to be the sex slave of her mother's boyfriend for an entire year. The clipping was brief, and of course the girl's name was not mentioned, but... Mike looked at Ms. James and raised his eyebrows. "Yes. That's Lexis. And the worst part is, he was not convicted. There simply was not enough evidence, and the mother swore it was not true. Lexis alone had no legal standing (as a minor at the time) and when balanced against her own mother's testimony, well... let's just say she lost. In a big way." Her large, moist eyes welled with tears. "He was convicted of some minor weapons charges, but he will be out in a few months." She leaned forward. "Mr. Bell, I believe her. I have sat with her here in this very office, watching her cry her eyes out. She's telling the truth. He beat her, abused her emotionally, and he raped her. And that monster will come home soon." She reached out and took Mike's hand in the stunned silence that followed. "And there's nothing either of us can do about it." Mike was shocked to his core. He had known that her behavior was unusually sexual, but this... Those bruises on her arms and legs that had merely seemed part of an awkward teen's normal injuries suddenly came into refocus. There were way too many of them. And Lexis talking about how ugly she was. Someone with authority had been telling her that. Over and over. His whole perspective on Lexis shifted. She was no devious Lolita, luring him to his destruction. She was a rape victim. She was a child trying to make sense of an insane world. And she had turned to him... And he had failed her in the worst possible way. He put his face in his hands and started to weep. Ms. James mistook his emotion and squeezed his hand even harder. "Mr. Bell, believe me, I feel the same way. But you cannot let these kids' problems burn you out. You have to be able to do your part, then walk away." He looked up with tear blurred eyes and she said, "If you kill yourself over things you can't change, then your life will have been thrown away for nothing. As a teacher, you know this. We have to find balance in this mad world." Mike struggled to find some silver lining in the whole mess. "But she is eighteen now, can't she just leave?" "And go where? You know Lexis. Despite her age, she is quite immature. She has nowhere to go, Mr. Bell." She smiled a worldly, sad smile. "But we can, no, we must be here for her. We are her last hope." Mike was impressed with this woman. Whatever beauty had been left from her exterior was more than redeemed by her inner radiance. Mike saw that she was a truly beautiful woman. He thanked her and stumbled out the door. As he left, he noticed Lexis, walking towards Ms. James' office. And she saw him. Her old surly look came back immediately and she stomped past him without a word. ********************** Over the next week, Lexis was horrible. She refused to do any work, replied only in monosyllables, and was in general unpleasant and surly. She clearly did not like the idea that Mike had been prying into her personal life. Mike, for his part, was torn as usual. He felt immense compassion for the girl, who had suffered so much. On the other hand, he was rife with self-loathing. After all, hadn't he done exactly the same thing that sick monster had? He could not get over the fact that he had heaped even more abuse on the young girl. And finally, of course, there was the unbearable lust. He simply could not stop thinking about her brazen stunt. That she would suck his cock just feet away from her unsuspecting classmates was the biggest turn on he had ever known. His all-time top three sexual experiences now all featured the quirky adolescent. Nothing else in his life had even come close. So he was consumed in a storm of pity, self-loathing, and lust. He was losing sleep and as the week wore on, he developed bags under his eyes and a pale, sickly complexion. He found that he was less patient with his students, and quicker to snap at them for minor offenses. He called in sick on Friday, unable to even get out of bed. When he finally drug himself out of bed, it was close to two o'clock in the afternoon. After going to the bathroom, he looked in the mirror. Hair crazed, dark circles under his eyes; he was a mess. He stood there, looking into his own eyes, and he had a moment of truth. No matter how much this might be tearing him apart, it was far worse for Lexis. She had been the one abused. And she knew that her mother's boyfriend would be returning in a couple months to resume that abuse. Further, her mother was against her, calling her a liar and blaming her for the man's jail time. She was literally alone in an ugly, hateful world. She had no family, no friends, absolutely no one to turn to. Except me. He straightened with new resolve. He knew that he had to put aside his own conflicted emotions and feelings in order to help Lexis. He wasn't sure how he could help her, but he knew he could at least be there for her to talk to. He could not let his own unnatural attraction to her cause her to lose yet another sympathetic ally. He would stand by her, no matter what. Having resolved his course of action, he suddenly felt much better. He would once again be a force of good in her life. No more sexual nonsense. He would be firm and loving, and he would help the poor abused child. He slept better that weekend than he had in a long time, and by the time Monday morning dawned, he practically leaped out of bed. During 7th period, Lexis was once again silent and moody, but Mike didn't let it get him down. At the end of class, he called out, "Oh, Lexis, will you stay after for a few minutes? I need to ask you about your project." She looked suspiciously at him and curled her lip in a bit of a snarl, but she complied. After the other students filed out of the room, he began. "Look, Lexis, as you know, I've been to talk to Ms. James and..." She interrupted in fierce hiss, "You had no right!" He laid his hand on hers and said gently, "I just want to help, Lexis. I really care for you and I just wanted to know what was going on at home. I'm sorry if you feel I've intruded on your privacy." "Well you did," she said, but with less anger. "I hate you." He looked up into her eyes as she said this, but they did not seem to agree with her words. Her breath hitched as she slowly said, "Are you serious that you care for me?" He smiled a deep and genuine smile. "Yes," he said. Shaking his head, he went on, "I mean, I care for all my students, but you are different. It's crazy, but I think the world of you. I've had trouble dealing with my feelings for you, but I won't make the mistake of trying to deny them anymore." He gripped her hand tightly. "I want to help you, but the sexual stuff has to stop. Okay?" She smiled and suddenly she was very beautiful, crooked teeth and all. "I knew you loved me, Mr. Bell. I love you too." Mike suddenly felt intensely uncomfortable. It was difficult not to blow her off and her sentimental adolescent ideas of love. But he fought the urge, remembering how desperately this child needed love right now. "Okay, Lexis. So... can we go back to normal now? And so they did, for the most part. Lexis was still annoying at times, but not nearly as bad as she had been, and Mike's compassion seemed to be trumping his passion, so to speak. For the next two weeks things went pretty well, and Mike was starting to believe they had made it through the crisis. He still had fantasies about her, and he dreamed about her almost every night, but the intensity had faded, replaced by a genuine fondness for the awkward young girl. PART 7: Two weeks later, everything went to hell. It was Friday, after school, and Lexis stormed into his room about thirty minutes after the last bell. Most of the faculty had gone home. "What's up Lexis?" he asked, standing, seeing the distress on her face. She came and stood uncomfortably close to him. Her face was wet and blotchy with tears. "I've been talking with Ms. James. Oh, Mr. Bell, it's terrible!" The last words came out as a sob and she reached out to hug him. He was a little taken aback, but clearly something was terribly wrong. He folded his arms around her, patting her lightly on the back. He knew how fragile and immature she was. She might be eighteen physically, but emotionally, she was years behind. She'd had a hard life. Despite his compassion, he was acutely aware of the firm young tits pressing against his chest, bouncing with each sob and hitch. He turned slightly to hide his rapidly growing erection as he said, "Hey, take it easy. What's wrong, darlin?" She was in full crying mode now, however, and she just buried her wet face in his neck and shook with tears. She was wearing a thin t shirt and cotton leggings, and Mike felt his cock resolving into iron rigidity as her ripe young body jiggled against him. She was clinging to him fiercely and her body was molded to his. God, Mike, he thought. Get it together. What kind of animal are you? This girl needs you, so stop thinking with your cock for once! He stood there with the distraught child for another few minutes, patting and stroking her back, trying to calm her. Eventually, her sobs subsided and she looked up at him. Her face and neck were blotchy red and her full lips were puffy. Her face was wet with tears, and Mike thought she was about the most beautiful thing in the world at that moment. "He's being released in two weeks, Mr. Bell." she said in a tiny little girl voice he had never heard before. Mike knew who she was talking about. "I thought he was in for another couple months." She shook her head miserably. "Early release or something. My bitch mother went and talked at the review board. I don't know all of it." She began crying again. "I just know he's coming home in two weeks." "I don't think I can survive it again," she moaned into his neck, as a fresh bout of weeping ensued. Again Mike just held her, trying to calm the child. But this time, when he tried to turn aside to keep his hard-on out of contact with her, she turned with him. She kept her arms tightly around his waist and she held her body tightly and squarely against his. His throbbing erection was trapped between their bodies. As her sobbing continued, Mike felt the tension increase. She was no longer moving with sobs only. There was no question, she was beginning to undulate her hips against his, just a tiny bit. Being fairly tall, she was only a few inches shorter than Mike. So his cock was pinned between their bellies. He was so hard, he knew the head was pushing up under his waistband. If he hadn't been wearing a shirt, she would have seen the head poking out of his pants. The sensation was electric. Her sobbing had died away, and now the sexy little minx was grinding her little body slowly against his. He knew he needed to stop her right away. He knew this, but he simply could not form the words. Suddenly, he became aware of the smell again. Only this time, it was muskier and more primal. It was like a switch flipped off in his brain. The self-control switch. The aroma of her sopping little fertile cunt keyed him and took away all choice. He reached down and lifted her face, and kissed her. It was even better than the first time. Hot and passionate, they swirled tongues as they clung desperately together. Mike opened his stance so that they were more the same height, and the make out session commenced. She was like a girl possessed, chewing his lip, sucking his tongue, and grinding her crotch against his in a maddening undulation. It was the most passionate, out of control kiss of his entire life, and he loved it. He simply gave in. He stopped trying to fight it and he gave all his heart and energy to her. At one point his sense of individuality seemed to fade. He needed to get closer to her. He needed to join with her. Ugly Redhead Complete He pushed her back and they both stood gazing intensely at each other. Her face and chest were blotchy, her lips were swollen and wet, and she was breathing hard. She was the very picture of a girl in heat. Any vestiges of control he might still have had were swept away when he looked down. Her pink cotton leggings were soaked at the crotch. He could smell and see the evidence of her readiness, and it pushed him over the edge. Just 20 feet from the unlocked door, Mike pushed Lexis against the table and tugged her leggings down. She kicked off her flats and freed one leg from the pants. She wasn't wearing any panties. There before his eyes was that beautiful fucking pussy. She had a lovely fire-red patch of untrimmed hair, but it was the slit itself that was amazing. It looked like a slender flower. She didn't have very large labial lips, but they were angry red with need and absolutely glistening with her girl juice. Mike had no choice. He got on his knees before her and just dove in. He began furiously making out with her pussy. She was so wet and hot and delicious! Her heady, sexy fragrance and taste filled his world and set his blood on fire. Lexis was letting out tiny little "Ohs" and "Ahs" and her breathing was getting faster. Her cunt juice was driving him mad, as some primal fertility pheromone set his brain of fire. A deep, reptilian part of his brain knew: this female is ovulating. Mike slid a finger under his chin and into her tight hole, hooking it slightly upwards. He began long licking motions. He timed each lick and finger thrust to correspond with her breathing, and he sped up as her breath did. She was positively flowing with cunt juice, with Mike greedily lapping it all up. She got more and more frantic, her breath growing more and more ragged, until she finally went over the edge. She grabbed the back of his head and arched her pelvis forward and gave a little pinched off squeak. Mike could actually feel her little cunt hole spasming around his finger. This went on for several seconds, her tiny little cunny contracting and releasing in mad spasms as sweet juice positively leaked out. After taking a moment to get her breath back, she tugged at his shoulders, so he stood. She looked at him in a daze, licking her full lips, teeth askew, face blotchy. Mike too, was dazed. His whole world was filled by this amazing child-woman. His eyes were filled with her awkward/ugly beauty. His nostrils were filled with her primal sex aroma. His mouth was filled with her tangy, fertile taste. And yet he hungered for more. More and more and even more still. She reached down and unbuckled his pants. They worked together to unfasten and pull them down. Not a word was said as they both looked down. Lexis was lean-sitting against the table, legs spread. Her pelvis tilted forward, presenting herself to him. His cock, which seemed larger than he had ever seen it, was standing up rigidly at an angle from his body, throbbing in time with his heartbeat. His brain was not truly functioning at this point, but some part of him knew what an immense step he was about to take. Some part of him knew the risk and danger. But he didn't give a fuck. There was a ripe young girl presenting herself to him. She had pulled her shirt up to reveal perfect, full breasts with beautiful puffy strawberry nipples. Her little cunny was swollen and wet, and seemed to positively pulse with desire. The musky, wild smell of her fertile hot little pussy filled the air. There was no choice at all really. No man could have resisted. He bent his knees to get the right altitude, and brought his cock head to the entrance of her little pussy. It seemed impossible that the thick shaft would ever fit in that tiny little cunny. He rubbed the head around in the slick wetness of her hot slit, feeling the heat emanating from her hole, then he started pushing in. They both gasped as the head penetrated her slick outer lips. She was so fucking tight! It felt like a fist clamped onto his dickhead. He let it stay there, just an inch in, while her tight little vaj adjusted to its thickness. After a moment, Lexis began to breathe normally again and started moving her hips a bit. This was the signal Mike was waiting for and he started levering in and out just a bit. She was so tight he was worried he might be hurting her, but she was also incredibly wet. He could hear little squishing sounds with each little thrust. Suddenly, and without warning, she came! It happened on a slightly deeper in-thrust. He had maybe pushed two inches in. And she just lost it. She grabbed on to his upper arms in a painful grip and just let loose. Her lips were close to his ears and she released a low, lusty moan as her body went rigid in orgasm. He could feel her little pussy contracting around his cock head. The moan is what did it. It absolutely pushed him over the edge. He lost all sense of where he was or who he was with, and he just THRUST. All the way. All eight inches. To the balls. And she took him, no problem. She remained tight as a fist, but she took him balls deep in one long stroke. Lexis, who had been in the throes of an intense orgasm, was taken by surprise. Her eyes went wide and her mouth formed a silent "O." It must have triggered something in her, because she also went absolutely wild. But he was gone too. Mike began thrusting madly in and out of the young girl's tight twat. Lexis was mindless with lust, jibbering and moaning like an animal, meeting each slick thrust with an instinctive tilt of her pelvis to allow deeper penetration. My God, Mike thought, I'm buried balls-deep in the belly of my student, and I'm loving it. It was indeed the best sex he had ever had. He'd never even imagined it could be like this. Each stroke was pure ecstasy as his well-lubed, rock-hard cock withdrew to the entrance of her tiny cunt, then slid all eight inches back into the slick hole. He couldn't believe she was taking him all the way. Many women could not. He just kept thrusting hotly in and out of her tight wet little pussy, and he could feel the tension growing. When he thrust in deep, and she tilted her hips just right, he could feel his cock head grinding against her cervix... the entrance to her womb. They both shuddered in pleasure each time he bottomed out against her cervix. Mike just kept thrusting like a mad man, Lexis huffing and making nonsense noises as she thrust back. He could see his long, fat cock, wetly gleaming as it pistoned smoothly in and out of her young fuck hole. The patch of red hair around it was matted and slimy with juice, and her whole pussy was an engorged bright red. It was too much. He couldn't hold back, and he couldn't pull out. He had come too far to stop now. He grunted, "I'm cumming!" and thrust all the way into her tightly gripping little cunt. Lexis grabbed his ass and pulled him as deeply as possible into her belly. She tilted her hips instinctively to get him deeper. As he bottomed out against her cervix, they both came with crushing intensity. Mike felt her little cunt contracting around his spasming cock, just as the first torrent of cum exploded from his cock and showered her cervix-hole with sperm. In that moment, they were not two people. They were one. Joined in the most primal and passionate of all human experience: the mutual orgasm. They clung desperately to each other as he pumped load after load into her greedy suckling little pussy. They had their arms wrapped around each other and they were kissing deeply, joined at both the mouth and genitals. Her cunt hole continued to contract and milk even more sperm from his balls even as his tongue swirled within her mouth. They were both gasping wordless grunts as they kissed deeply. Mike completely lost track of who and where he was. He fell into a circle of pleasure and passion, locked together with this amazing young woman. He couldn't believe how long the orgasm lasted. He felt as though he was pumping a gallon of sperm directly into her uterus. After what seemed like ten minutes, his cock stopped spewing but remained hard inside her. After a few more moments, the life-changing orgasm had passed, with only a few aftershocks causing his cock to twitch in her hot little hole. And that's when a little sanity returned. What the hell was he doing? He felt the old shame return. But then he looked down at her. His cock was buried balls deep in the best pussy he'd ever had. He twitched again insider her, releasing just a bit more semen into her tummy. He looked at her perfect tight little body and round rosy tits. Her beautiful blue eyes looked directly into his. He knew the truth then, so he said it. Coming down from the best orgasm of his life, cock still clenched in the tightest pussy he'd ever known, he opened his mouth and told the truth. "My God. I do love you Lexis. I love you with all my heart." She smiled her goofy grin and said, "I know, stupid. I was just waiting for you to figure it out." ******************** Epilogue: Since Lexis had just turned eighteen, all she had to do was move out. She quietly moved in with Mike and graduated a month later. Mike turned in his letter of resignation and applied to schools on the west coast. By the beginning of the next year, Mike was teaching in Sacremento. The other teachers liked Mike a lot. He was always smiling, great with the kids, and seemed a genuinely happy person. He had the kind of positive personality that made others happy too. They also admired his fathering skills. He had a teen daughter that had gone and gotten herself pregnant. But instead of kicking her out, like many dads would, he was letting her stay with him, and had even vowed to help raise the child. What a loving father! And as Mike came home every night to his sweet little forbidden fruit, he thanked the heavens. He was the luckiest man alive! Once she was in a safe and stable home, Lexis had really begun to blossom. Her manic/surly episodes had disappeared and she was becoming an open, funny, engaging young woman. She was going to start at Cal State Sacramento next semester. As he slid his cock into her tight little pussy every night, it just got better and better. They could make love all night, or just once. It didn't matter. It was pure ecstasy. They were perfectly keyed to each other. And every night, as they joined and became one, cumming as they madly thrust at each other, their child grew within her.